Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 340 Unclean Ecstasy ([-])

Do as the Romans do, it is impolite to always refuse others.

Tossed into such a place all at once, and so far, the task reminder hasn't even appeared yet, Fu Qian didn't want to make too much mess for the time being.

It is inconvenient to be in full view. If this person is willing to go to a private space, it will be much easier to deal with.

The above is based on the consideration of interests, and if you also consider the interest, then you have to agree.

At this time, this young woman exuding fragrance obviously attracted a lot of attention from the surroundings.

And the state of this group of people can be said to be very interesting.

First of all, almost everyone is the same as this woman, with gorgeous and exaggerated clothes, carefully groomed from head to toe.

The demeanor and conversation are also full of demeanor, full of upper-class demeanor at a glance.

Fu Qian didn't like this kind of social compulsion, but he didn't hate it.

The reason why it is interesting is because this group of people feels very strange under the pressure of others.

If you have to use words to describe it, it probably doesn't look like a human being.

He is well-dressed and personable, but he just doesn't look like it.

As the center of his gaze at this moment, Fu Qian felt as if he was standing among a group of animals in heat.

So Fu Qian's interest is how the group of people will react when they lose an excellent mating partner like a young woman.

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Qian accepted it, everyone in front of him reacted.

However, the plot is different from the imagined plot. There are no strong males and males competing for the opportunity to mate, but another female stood up.

Compared with the young woman, this woman should be slightly older, and she looks more mature and gorgeous.

Gracefully let go of his male partner's arm, this man walked straight to Fu Qian, his fluffy brown curly hair almost swaying to Fu Qian's body.

"It's charming!"

Staring straight at Fu Qian, this man took a deep breath of the surrounding air.

"of course."

Although the painting style of this unfolding is somewhat wrong, Fu Qian's response is still not modest.

"Then what do you think of me?"

The brown-haired girl chuckled and clasped her hands, showing her towering pride.

"not bad!"

Unexpectedly, before paying for the review, the young woman next to him came up first.

Facing this kind of act of stealing love with a sword, the young woman clung to this person's body while giggling.

"it's actually very good!"

"You're good too!"

Faced with this normal development that would lead to a fight, the brown-haired girl hugged the young woman back and looked at her affectionately.

The distance between the two masked faces was no more than three centimeters, and the fiery breath from his mouth almost sprayed on each other's faces.

Oh no, it's already sprayed on.

The next moment, the two people's mouths were directly entangled together.

Not bad!

Fu Qian plagiarized a comment, didn't say too much, and sat down in the seat next to him.

And on both sides of him, the brown-haired woman's male companion, a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair, was looking at the two affectionately with fascination.

On the other side, sat a tall, long-haired man.

"Actually, you don't need to greet us in a hurry, just take care of the two ladies first."

Seeing Fu Qian sitting down, the long-haired man directly brought a glass of wine to Fu Qian.

"Really? It seems that they don't need much care."

Fu Qian looked back, and the two ladies had already rolled together.

Between ears and temples, a lot of spring light leaked out.

I often feel out of place with you because I'm not crazy enough.

With a sigh of admiration, Fu Qian took the wine glass and put it on the table, looking at the one who took the initiative to talk to him.

Compared with the others, the long-haired man dressed a little more normally.

Of course, this normality is only relative, and it is limited to a little less exaggeration, so that it does not look like a chandelier at first glance.

On the face is a butterfly-shaped mask, which is different from most people, and the surface is a coquettish bright blue.

And most importantly, unlike the male companion of the brown-haired woman who was obsessed with watching, this one did not have that strong aura of estrus.

To be exact, there are two extremes.

Sitting there, not only was there no obvious excitement, but the whole person was even more peaceful than normal.

Every movement, every syllable between words, is in a state of just right, impeccable.

However, it is precisely this that makes him feel even weirder.

"You seem a little underwhelmed."

Hearing Fu Qian's words, the long-haired man let out a low laugh and pointed to the distance.

"But it's okay, after all, this is just the beginning, and soon you will be able to integrate into it."

"Yes, then I'm really looking forward to it."

Following the direction he pointed, Fu Qian looked back, and there seemed to be a few more people on the dance floor at the moment.

Some weird sounds, mixed with the music, made the whole space more ambiguous.

"This is what a complete human being looks like."

The long-haired man admired this scene very much and gave out a series of praises.

"In indulgent comfort, joy grows wantonly."

"Only incompetent people can suppress their desires. Unfortunately, most human beings are timid and incompetent."

"Do you know what is most worth celebrating?"

"What is it?"

Fu Qian looked at this sex-talking man, who was showing an impeccable smile.

"That is, we are different from them."

"We should be cautious when using this term. After all, the difference between people is indeed greater than imagined."

Fu Qian deeply agrees with this statement.

"It's just that I didn't see your indulgence?"

"My way is different from yours."

The long-haired man replied with a bit of mystery.

"This approach requires a special talent, so it's not for everyone."

So even in this state, there is actually a different kind of pleasure?

Fu Qian nodded thoughtfully.

Dang!

Just then, there was a sound of glass breaking.

Looking up, there were two enchanting bodies lying down on the table, knocking Fu Qian's wine glass down.

The two women who were entangled in a ball had already taken off their masks at this moment, revealing faces with heavy make-up.

The sound of the two entangled with each other overlapped with the ambiguous echo in the hall. Fu Qian felt that the breathing of the people around him became heavier, and the saltiness index reached a new high.

Sure enough, the atmosphere is getting warmer?
Fu Qian seemed to perceive that this group of people gradually formed a whole, and he was the only one who was out of place.

While thinking, the brown-haired girl who was lying down just happened to look over.

The four eyes are facing each other, the eyes of the former full of lust are hazy, it seems to contain some kind of magical power, awakening the deepest desire in the heart.

It's a pity that only Fu Qian's dead fish eyes responded to him.

A few seconds later, this person's expression first changed to be puzzled, and then changed drastically.

Sitting up all at once, the man pointed at Fu with trembling hands, agitated the air in his lungs, and let out a scream.

"He...he doesn't have an invitation letter!"

(End of this chapter)