[The Great Gatsby] Male God

The most nervous of course is Nick.

Gatsby rushed forward like a gust of wind, and he had no time to think of anything.

Only kisses, tangled kisses!

This is crazy!But Gatsby blocked the view, and Nick couldn't look at others.As soon as he moved, he felt Gatsby's arms grip him like iron pincers.

It is better to obey.

Thinking of Tom's hypocritical expression just now, Nick suddenly had this idea.

Why be afraid, why dodge?Compared with these people, at least he and Gatsby were happy with each other, and their relationship was clean.

Shameless people dare to come out and let loose, why should we be afraid of them?

Since you are here to play, you must know how to play and dare to play!

Nick relaxed himself, took a deep breath, and pressed even tighter.My heart beats like a train.

Feng Ding opened the window, and the white gauze curtains were raised in bursts, as if applauding.The golden light is like a wonderful veil, following gently.

Their wild enthusiasm is like two wild horses galloping, leaping!

Gatsby kissed intently, reached out and clasped his fingertips tightly, and then slowly released them.

Knowing that it was almost over, Nick adjusted his breathing accordingly.

When they separated, his expression was not unnatural at all, as if he had gone through an ordinary game.

Yes, just "games".

People can't come back to God for a long time.They were all terrified.

Living a life of habitual wind + months, but no one has ever dared to "play" like this.

Especially the intimate two people seem to be fake and real, as if there is true love, which is even more admirable.

Everyone gradually responded.

Except for the astonishment of a few people, most of the rest are looking at it with a very strange look.

It can be seen that they are still very adaptable.

Gatsby smiled smartly.He raised his eyebrows.

Nick said very cooperatively: "Aha, the taste is so good, I really want to do it again."

The faces of those who heard it blushed.This ability to moles the collective is really rare.

Any group is very concerned about the out-of-place.In this kind of place, of course whoever dares to be crazy is the first.

Mrs. McKee pursed her lips, and looked at her man regretfully: "Oh, honey, you should have just photographed it."

Mr. McKee recalled embarrassingly. The shutter did flash just now, but it seemed that someone was photographing a woman's buttocks.

I remembered.That guy Tom was kidding about Myrtle.

What's so good about this, men aren't handsome and women aren't beautiful.It's not as good as just now...

Mr. McKee wiped his chin mockingly.But he was always too embarrassed to run over and ask, "Can you do it again first?", so he had to vomit himself.

He always peeped at them unwillingly.

Gatsby and Nick are very popular today.

At every party, Tom is always the protagonist, and most people are already tired of it.Such two handsome guys suddenly came, they would naturally feel very happy.

Tom is always in tune, and he can't let go of the aristocratic style. How can he compare with the approachable Gatsby.

And this Gates is younger and richer than he looks.

So, even though it was only the first time they met, everyone posted them curiously.

Tom stood aside with an ugly expression, helpless.

There is another person who is in the same sympathy with him.After drinking several glasses of wine, Catherine couldn't send the pills down and cried: "Oh, God, someone help me!"

deserve it.Tom glanced at her indifferently.

Myrtle pushed back and forth behind him impolitely: "It's all your fault. Oh, my poor Catherine!"

She ran towards Catherine, trying to help her get the damn pill down.

But they are used to having fun, and what is prepared here is wine, or else very stimulating drinks.Catherine's throat was already sore, and she was going to die from it.

The pill must have scratched the esophagus, and if this continues, I must see a doctor.

Is this the end of momentary greed?Catherine looked at Nick and Gatsby resentfully.Finally, he walked away disheveled with his belt in hand.

Myrtle leaned over with concern: "I'll go with you."

"No need." Catherine opened the "cigarette case", took out two pills and handed them to her, her eyes squinted there.

Myrtle understood.

The revelers didn't notice at all.They had a conversation around Gatsby, and then went to find their own happiness.

Gatsby and Nick were leaning on the sofa and chatting, when suddenly two glasses of red wine came out in front of them.

It's Myrtle.

The woman stood there coquettishly, having untied her hair tie.The lazy look is really charming.She called out delicately: "Heh, I really didn't know there would be a great person today. Huh?"

Nick and Gatsby understood at the same time.

With such an invitation, wine is unavoidable.Nick held out his hand.

Gatsby blocked it with a slight smile, and said to Myrtle, "Thank you so much for your kindness."

After speaking, he glanced in Tom's direction.

Tom had been staring at him sternly, and of course he walked over without hesitation when he saw this.

Men are jealous, how could he allow his woman to seduce others.Daisy is like this, and so is his mistress, he is going crazy!

Gatsby withdrew his hands in feigned fear.

Tom grabbed a glass himself and drank it down.

Damn it!Myrtle saw something bad in Tom's eyes at once.She still has a cup in her hand, what should I do.

She looked at Gatsby, then at Vicious Tom.He had no choice but to frown in unlucky conceit.

Gatsby watched her drink up the last drop without changing his face, and clapped his hands in praise: "It's really amazing."

gloat.Myrtle glanced at him, on the verge of tears.

Tom, who didn't know anything, didn't speak, but reached out his hand arrogantly, and pulled her aside.

Five minutes later, Gatsby looked at his watch and said to Nick, "We should go."

"Huh?" Nick, who was picking an apple with a toothpick, didn't understand.

"Come on, the things here are very dangerous." Gatsby teased him maliciously.

Nick froze.

"Don't you feel very hot?" Gatsby asked him with a smile, loosening his tie and the first button of his shirt.

Nick thought of what Catherine had done before, and was dumbfounded: "My God, what should I do then?"

Although he hasn't eaten it, he will be very excited after eating that kind of food, and he will do something involuntarily. It's too embarrassing!

Nick certainly didn't want that.

Gatsby held back his smile and continued to scare him: "Maybe I am the same, let's go home quickly before anything happens!"

Nick, of course, had to follow him home.

Fortunately, I did not drink, so the journey was safe.

After returning home and closing the door, Gatsby rushed towards him like a wolf.

Nick is confused.

Gatsby asked him strangely: "Don't you feel excited?"

Nick was bewitched and nodded involuntarily.

"So we're doing the right thing now," Gatsby reminded him. "It's the weekend, isn't it. Remember when I gave you time to prepare, huh?"

Indeed.

Well... there is no reason to refuse, so come on.

Nick closed his eyes.