Chapter 150: Accidentally Entering the Women's Restroom and Meeting an Acquaintance

Chapter 150: Met an acquaintance in the women's restroom

Alcohol is not a good thing. It hurts the stomach and disturbs the mind. However, alcohol is what he desires now. He forgets all the troubles and pains in a drunken dream.

In front of the magnificent lobby, a lady in a red cheongsam turned to Zhao Jianhui and said in a tender voice: "Hello, sir. Are you here to drink, sing or dance? Are there any familiar ladies?"

Zhao Jianhui looked at the service ladies in the lobby. They were all over 175cm tall and had model figures. They were all beautiful and charming. They were not wearing underwear in their cheongsams. As their waists trembled, their plump breasts were faintly beating on their chests.

Shaking his head, Zhao Jianhui said: "I'm here to drink."

"Sir, please come this way." Leading Zhao Jianhui to sit at the strip table in the box, the lady bowed deeply and stepped aside. As she bowed, Zhao Jianhui caught a glimpse of the spring light leaking from the lady's low-cut chest.

While the lady was getting him some wine, Zhao Jianhui took a quick look at the nightclub through the single-view floor-to-ceiling window.

The deafening heavy metal rock music, along with the dancing of the sexy DJ in revealing fashion, pushed the emotions of the men and women in the dance floor to one climax after another. The dim laser lights shone, and everyone was swept by the colorful lights one by one. The expressions on people's faces looked very ferocious at that moment.

In the spacious and huge dance floor, hundreds of young men and women in fashionable clothes twisted their bodies as they pleased to the strong music beat.

At this moment, everyone took off their daily disguises and vented the truest side of their hearts.

The dance floor was surrounded by sofas in a ring, and the sofas were full of men who kept whistling, screaming, twisting their buttocks on the sofas, and swinging their bodies like snakes, which made them crazy.

On the raised stage in the middle of the dance floor, a sexy girl with a hot body, wearing a black transparent gauze dress, twisted her slender waist crazily, and her long hair that reached her hips was blown by a huge blower, showing a wild beauty. Her white and tender skin and the black transparent gauze dress contrasted with each other, exuding a strange temptation.

Next to her, eight steel pipes stood upright, and eight fair-skinned but extremely charming women twisted their bodies in bikinis. It was they who ignited the frenzy of the whole disco.

In the private room, the music was loud, and Zhao Jianhui's senses and thinking gradually became dull, and the noise around him gradually faded away.

Zhao Jianhui seemed to be sitting alone in the deserted wilderness, tasting the bitterness and loneliness alone. In his eyes, there was no room for anything except the wine glass in front of him.

Gradually, Zhao Jianhui's mind began to go blank. He was like a puppet, mechanically raising his glass, drinking, putting it down, raising it again, drinking again, putting it down again, and repeating this cycle. His perception became increasingly blurred...

He stood up, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom with shaky steps and a dizzy head. Zhao Jianhui, who was already drunk and could not tell east from west, south from north, walked towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, Zhao Jianhui turned his head and saw the scene in a KTV box on his side.

In this large box that can accommodate dozens of people, two men and two women were partying inside. The four of them were lined up in a row, shaking wildly to the music.

Waves of smoke kept spewing out from the door, and the ever-changing lights flashed repeatedly. The four people were so absorbed in shaking that they didn't notice Zhao Jianhui, who was leaning against the door and sticking his head in.

Presumably, they opened the door to release some poison because the smoke in the room was too heavy, right? Who knew that this erotic scene was seen by the drunk Zhao Jianhui.

The seductive woman near the door was shaking her head desperately, her body bent at 90 degrees, and her upper body was shaking wildly with her head.

She had a beautiful face and a plump body. She wore a simple T-shirt on her upper body and a pair of low-waisted jeans on her lower body. During the fierce shaking, her plump breasts trembled up and down in the T-shirt, and the jeans were almost thrown off, revealing most of her beautiful buttocks.

A relatively handsome man walked behind the seductive woman with a y smile. The other man and woman saw this and stepped aside, shaking their heads and admiring them.

The handsome man reached out from behind the seductive woman and suddenly lifted up her T-shirt. As she continued to shake, the man and woman watching next to her cheered loudly.

The seductive woman herself seemed very proud. She raised her arms high and twisted her plump buttocks, constantly rubbing her buttocks against the man behind her.

The man's eyes glowed with more lust. He licked his dry lips, and used his hands again to pull off the jeans of the seductive woman.

The box burst into more enthusiastic cheers again. The seductive woman turned around, twisted like a snake, and danced a passionate close dance with the handsome man, and kissed the man's lips with her tongue from time to time.

The lust in the man's eyes became more and more intense. He embraced the seductive woman with both hands and pulled her to the sofa. He pounced on her like a tiger descending from the mountain...

... "You carry the load, I lead the horse,... let's go..." The cell phone rang, Zhao Jianhui took out the phone, and finally pressed the answer button, "Hello..."

"Jianhui, where are you? Why is it so noisy..." Long Lingyun's slightly anxious voice came from the phone.

"Lingyun? Lingyun... No, I'm fine... I'm drinking... Bar... I'll, I'll go back soon..." With his tongue tied and two sentences without a clue, Zhao Jianhui, who was dizzy and swollen, hung up the phone in a hurry.

Zhao Jianhui, with a red face, shook his head and walked towards the bathroom. His steps seemed to be in the clouds. He almost fell down when he reached the door. He didn't fall down because of his good coordination ability. But he also turned two or three times on the ground before slowly stabilizing his body.

"Fuck, why is the floor... so slippery..."

After a vague curse, Zhao Jianhui supported himself and stood up, and walked into the bathroom with drunken eyes.

At this time, Zhao Jianhui made a fatal mistake. Just when he was about to fall, he turned the wrong direction. After stabilizing his body, he subconsciously walked forward, and ended up walking into the women's bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, Zhao Jianhui's brain, which was deeply anesthetized by alcohol, was a little confused. Damn, why did the ### groove disappear? Could someone steal this thing?

Zhao Jianhui tried hard to open his drunken eyes, looked around for a long time but couldn't find a familiar standing position. He thought he must have drunk too much, so he didn't care about it and rushed directly to the nearest single room.

With a "bang", Zhao Jianhui's punch effortlessly smashed the locked compartment door.

As the small door of the compartment was smashed open by Zhao Jianhui, a deafening scream suddenly came from inside: "Ah!..."

Inside the compartment, a woman sat on the toilet, holding her pants with both hands, opening her mouth wide, and screaming in fear. The woman stared at Zhao Jianhui with wide eyes, her mouth opened wide, and three walnuts could almost fit in her red mouth.

Zhao Jianhui blinked hard, and suddenly felt that his head was hit hard by a hammer. The part that had already reacted when he peeped at the door of the box just now was even more excited now.

"Why is it a woman?" Zhao Jianhui said to himself in confusion.

"I'm a woman, this is the women's restroom..." The woman sitting inside was a beautiful woman in her thirties. After the shocking scream just now, she immediately frowned and said in a cold voice after seeing the man in front of her clearly.

The woman was wearing a pink professional summer dress with a V-neck that revealed a piece of snowy skin. The two snow-capped peaks below were estimated to be at least 90cm long. The pink lace ＃ ＃ ＃ tightly bound the two plumpness that were about to burst out of the clothes.

Her knee-length skirt was flipped upside down, completely exposing a pair of snow-white and slender sexy legs, thin and transparent ＃ ＃ ＃ stockings, black high heels, and the whole body was filled with the moving charm of a young woman in her prime.

A pair of pink lace panties hung on the knees of the beautiful legs. From Zhao Jianhui's perspective, he could just see through the transparent pink and vaguely glimpse the dark and lush forest at the intersection of the jade legs.

This woman looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember her name. Since she was an acquaintance, it was nothing. If she went into the wrong toilet, she could just be kicked out.

So, Zhao Jianhui staggered into the cubicle, hiccuping and speaking incoherently: "You... why did you run to... the men's toilet? Quick... get out..."

"You, what are you doing? Ah! I warn you, don't come over..." At this moment, the beautiful woman's face, which had just calmed down, changed color again, and she shouted in a panic.

But she only shouted halfway, and she suddenly stopped instinctively. There seemed to be footsteps outside the toilet. If this alarmed outsiders, her image would be completely ruined.

Just as she hesitated, Zhao Jianhui had already approached, stretched out his hand, and rudely pulled up the beautiful woman's plump and well-proportioned body.

"Asshole, what are you doing?... No, don't..." The beautiful woman struggled, her naked buttocks were forced to leave the toilet, and she felt a chill. Her pink panties slid down her smooth thighs and fell to her feet. There was no obstacle in her body.

The drunk man didn't know the severity of the situation, and pulled too hard, and the beautiful woman's voluptuous body fell heavily into his arms.

Feeling two extremely beautiful breasts against his chest, the creamy smoothness and rich elasticity pierced Zhao Jianhui's flames, and the thing under his crotch was about to burst out of his pants, directly hitting the tender and plump soft flesh of the beautiful woman.

"Zhao Jianhui, put me down, I am Aixinjueluo. Fu Di..."

"Aisin... Gioro. Fu... Fu Di?" Zhao Jianhui muttered in his mouth, but unfortunately this name had no restraint on him at all.