Huā Lóng xu xu wán cóng wèi shēng jiān chū lái, zhènghǎo kàn dào le gānggāng zǒujìn jiǔbā de gù láng, xīn lǐ xiǎng zhēnshi xiǎng shénme lái shénme.

After finishing his cigarette, Huā Lóng came out of the restroom and happened to see Gù Láng walking into the bar. He thought to himself, "Whatever comes to mind, I'll do it."

Due to the dim lighting and flashing colored laser lights inside the bar, it was difficult to recognize people unless you got really close.

If it weren't for Gu Lang's figure swaying in front of the bar entrance and catching the attention of Hua Long from a distance, he would never have noticed such a standout handsome man among the crowd!

Now, the lighting is dim, and Hualong saw the person he liked. His heart itched like a cat's claw, often going to bars and picking up some bad habits.

For example, as soon as he sees someone with a good figure, he wants to pat their chest, touch their buttocks, or just leisurely play around with no purpose.

You say, the usually high and unattainable flower-like, enchanting male god that can only be admired from afar, is now within reach!

Are you going to touch it or not!

You say it's you, can you touch it or not!

Hua Long will definitely answer you, touch!

Must touch!

Not touching isn't a Flower Dragon!

Without a word, Hua Long dove right into the crowd, prancing and hopping along.

Hua Long was also unaware that as he cautiously approached, he accidentally stepped on a few people's feet and bumped into a few people's shoulders.

Perhaps the lighting was too ambiguous and alluring.

Perhaps the music was too rousing.

Hua Long felt a bit tipsy and without much thought, realized that his mother was drinking and watching handsome guys on the revolving platform in the bar's center.

Su Yaqin was naturally also captivated by the tall and handsome male god at first sight. She never expected to encounter such a fine specimen.

If Su Yaqin were in her early teens, she would definitely go up there and perform a passionate dance to express her admiration for the male god.

The surroundings of Hualong were filled with all kinds of young people. Accompanied by deafening music, they wildly twisted their bodies, their fair skin blinding under the flashing lights, effectively concealing Hualong's criminal tracks.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of smoke, alcohol, and perfume, making Gu Lang's complexion even more unsightly.

Gu Lang, who has always had a germaphobic disposition, was never particularly fond of coming to places like this for leisure. If it weren't for the occasion today, where he had to attend and offer his condolences, Gu Lang would never have set foot in such a place.

However, that suffocating feeling was becoming unbearable for Gu Lang.

Hua Long quietly approached behind Gu Lang, a peculiar smile appeared on his face.

"Checking the goods in advance?"

Are the buttocks firm and perky?

Otherwise, what will we do if we can't perform in bed in the future?

"Is that right?"

Hua Long quietly extended his sinister claws and intended to press on Gu Lang's buttocks, which were hidden under his trousers.

Unexpectedly, before him, the cold figure of Gu Lang suddenly turned around. Hua Long was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, unable to retract his hand in time.

Huālóng blinked its eyes and looked at Gù Láng, who stared back at it expressionlessly. In Gù Láng's obsidian-like pupils, a reflection of Huālóng's comical appearance could be seen.

In the blink of an eye, Hualong's mind went blank. Confronted with the cold, scrutinizing gaze of the male god, a determination rose in Hualong's heart... She gathered herself and shouted at the top of her lungs!

"The heavenly king covers the tiger upon the ground,

The translated paragraph is: 'The eagle catches the chick!'

After Flower Dragon finished shouting these words, he stumbled like a drunk person and turned towards Gu Lang, swiftly and ruthlessly grabbing at him.

Gu Lang quickly reacted and reached out to block Hua Long's movements. However, Hua Long kept his eyes half-closed while secretly laughing to himself, and took advantage of Gu Lang's action to pounce on him.

"Hey, wait... "

Gu Lang's face turned dark, and instinctively he wanted to push away the drunkard who was trying to leap into his arms. Suddenly, he felt a heat on his buttocks, and a pair of hands accurately and without error reached into his pants.

Hualong pinched the solid buttocks of Gu Lang through his suit pants, causing his eyes to light up.

Good lad, sturdy enough, strong enough, he likes it!