"What's wrong? It's not like this?" Shan Sihua looked at the other couples hugging each other in the field and asked in confusion. The implication was that they were all hugging each other very tightly, why can't we?

?

The long-haired girl put one hand on Shan Sihua's right shoulder, held up his left hand with the other, and politely replied: "If you want to dance like them, that's fine, but make an agreement first and give at least five tickets."

I thought she was pretending to be aloof, but it turned out that she was asking for dance tickets in disguise. Ma Lipi, this long-haired girl is obviously much more sophisticated than the girl just now.

Shan Sihua cursed angrily in his heart, and then thought: Don't you just want to give me a few more tickets? Five is five, anyway, it was given by the weasel.

Shan Sihua, who was becoming more stubborn, without saying a word, hugged the long-haired girl's waist and held her warm chest tightly in his arms.

After a few dances, Shan Sihua had very few dance tickets left, but his excitement was getting higher and higher. The desire to be rubbed by the body of the opposite sex filled the center of his brain and was difficult to calm down for a long time.

It happened that at this time, Weasel returned to the small round table. After a few brief greetings, Shan Sihua casually asked about the rules of voting for dancing.

Every place has unwritten rules, and OK Hall is no exception.

Weasel told Shan Sihua that most of the men who come here to dance are drunkards who are not interested in drinking, and they will inevitably be rude to the dancing girls. So the girls divided the dancing girls into three types.

The first is standard dance, which is limited to hand contact and requires a dance ticket for each dance.

The second type is face-to-face dance, where both parties can hold each other's bodies like a couple, whisper, and do some affectionate movements. Five tickets are required for each dance.

The third type is the warm-up dance, which is also an upgraded version of the second type. Both parties can be more bold in making intimate movements, even skin-to-skin contact. This type of dance is specially tailored for those dishonest men. Each dance

The dance requires ten tickets.

After listening to Weasel's introduction, Shan Sihua was secretly speechless, and finally understood why the first girl showed displeasure after accepting her three tickets. Dare to dance at the lover's house is a close-up dance, but she only

I gave someone three tickets. I thought I was being generous and gave them three tickets at once, but it turns out I gave them less.

"Well, how many votes are left?" After introducing the unwritten rules, Weasel asked jokingly: "Did you give me too many votes?"

"There aren't a few left." Shan Sihua replied a little embarrassed, fearing that the weasel would laugh at him for not understanding the rules. After all, it was his first time in a place like this, so he was still a bit hesitant to be bold.

"Looking at your baby dancing with a red face, do you want to do that?" Weasel said with a grin, not caring about how many dance tickets were left.

Shan Sihua heard the implication and asked with surprise: "Can you still do that kind of thing here?"

"Of course, as long as you pay." The Weasel Monster said with a smile, "Fifty tickets at a time, I'll keep you happy! What do you think, do you want me to introduce you to one?"

It is undeniable that the Weasel's proposal deeply touched Shan Sihua's heart. The young and vigorous young man had just experienced the passionate intimate dance of the opposite sex, and the longing in his body had already been aroused to the point of being unleashed.

Upon hearing Weasel's suggestion, Shan Sihua was tempted but also had doubts.

Looking at this OK hall, except for the dance floor in the middle and the small round tables around it, where is there any place to do that? Is it on the sofa next to the small round table?

Thinking of this, Shan Sihua's mind flashed back to a foreign movie he had watched. In it, there was a scene of a man and a woman making out on the sofa in the corner of the ballroom. Could this be an unwritten rule in the OK hall?

Seeing Shan Sihua looking around silently, Weasel thought he was afraid of safety, and immediately added: "Don't worry, Second Sister Xiao has a good relationship, and usually everything will be fine."

"No, that's not what I meant, I just wanted to say..." Hearing that Weasel misunderstood what he meant, Shan Sihua defended quietly, but was abruptly interrupted by Weasel mid-sentence.

"Do you still want me to treat you?" Shan Sihua's look could easily be associated with the word "pocket-strapped", so Weasel immediately interrupted: "Then I'm embarrassed, I can't pay this money."

"No, I just want to ask..." Shan Sihua was eager to express what she really meant, but her tongue got distracted at this moment. Before she could speak clearly, the weasel spoke again.

"Brother, you don't understand. It's not that I don't want to give up this little money, but you can't help advance this kind of money. If you advance it, you will be in bad luck, so you have to pay it yourself. As for safety issues, just don't worry."

Weasel explained with a slight smile, then picked up a full glass of beer on the round table and drank it in one gulp.

After the weasel finished the glass of wine, Shan Sihua finally expressed his doubts clearly.

"Ha, it seems that your baby still can't stand it anymore and wants to do it?" Hearing that Shan Sihua was worried about this, Weasel laughed even harder and continued: "Of course it can't be done here. If you want to do it, there is another place.

It’s in the hut next to it.”

With that said, Weasel stood up and said, "I'll just take you to have a look." After saying that, he took Shan Sihua to a building not far away without any explanation, took out the key and opened the door to a room on the second floor.

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As soon as I walked into the house, I was greeted by a strong smell of powder. The layout of the whole room was simple, and the large living room only had a large round table for the ladies to eat, so it seemed empty.

There are three bedrooms in total. Weasel opened one of them and introduced: "This is where we do things."

I saw a wooden board erected in the middle of the bedroom, dividing the bedroom into two, with a small bed on each side.

"If you want to spend the night here, it's no problem." Weasel added meaningfully.

Looking at this imaginative little bed and listening to Weasel's additional explanation, Shan Sihua couldn't help but feel distracted and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in succession.

"How about, how about calling one for you?" Weasel asked leisurely with a slightly teasing tone.

I still remember that in the small hotel a few days ago, Shan Sihua, who was still injured, kissed Yao Mengting passionately in the small hotel. The girl's passion caused quite a ripple in his heart, which was like a pool of stagnant water.

Tonight, the bold and unrestrained girls directly used the language of their bodies to stir up ripples in the pool, once again launching a fierce impact on Shan Sihua's rational gate.

The small bed in front of him reminded him of those sultry scenes he had seen before, and coupled with the lingering anger of being stabbed, the desire that had been suppressed for too long finally surged into Shan Sihua's heart at this moment.

lang.

Hearing the weasel's question, Shan Sihua almost blurted out the words "I want one" that he kept in his throat. However, his innate introversion prevented him from speaking. He lowered his head shyly, not daring to look directly at the weasel.

eyes.
Chapter completed!