"I told you not to choose the truth." The roommate gloated.

Ranbai smiled slightly: "Will you be afraid of death when you wait for the next game?"

"Threat me? Threat me?!" The roommate was not afraid.

What my roommate just said was-

Unlock any boy's belt.

Is this the fucking thing done by humans?

Ranbai was playing with his cell phone, and suddenly had an idea in his mind and agreed. The roommate actually wanted to tease Ranbai, but she didn't expect that she really agreed and was a little surprised.

Chen Zhiyu didn't hear what they said clearly. He told Ran Bai on the phone that the real person was not in front of him, and his voice was much gentler than before: "I'm here."

"Um."

"Babys, wait first." Ranbai said to his roommates and the others, put down his cell phone and walked out.

The bar is stunning and drowsy, with a illusion of depressing desolation. The music on the dance hall on the first floor is deafening. It is a place where Chen Zhiyu never came. When he walked up the third floor, there were fewer people. He saw Ran Bai, holding his cell phone in his left hand, and said to the phone slowly: "Let's go, go home."

The man wore a long black suit with a snow-white shirt inside. He was as strict as ever. He was in a chaotic and restless atmosphere like the bells of an ancient temple, always calm and cold. He put his phone in the pocket of the coat with his left hand, and the exposed wrist bones were cold and hard, with beautiful knuckles. His black eyes quietly looked at the white, and his eyes were inexplicably more musical in the changing shadow.

Ranbai leaned against the wall with a smile, and his eyebrows and eyes became more unpredictable in the darkness. He watched Chen Zhiyu walk step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on the drum beat. There was a noisy rock song in his ears, and there was a vague murmur of a lover. She suddenly took action, opened her arms, pounced on Shen Zhiyu, and hugged his waist.

Chen Zhiyu didn't expect her to do this. She froze when the girl threw herself into her arms. After hesitating for a while, she didn't push away. She smelled the alcohol on her body and frowned slightly: "How much did you drink?"

"It's only more than ten bottles." Ran Bai snorted and didn't care much. The familiar clean fragrance poured into her breath. She closed her eyes and pressed her side to his collarbone. She could feel the skinny hardness through her thin white shirt.

"No, I won't be the case." He said coldly, trying to say something to make Ran Bai remember, but his words got stuck in his throat. He was stunned for a second or two, and he held Ran Bai's evil hand, with a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

Ranbai could feel the vibration of the man's chest, his body temperature was cold, his figure was thin and sexy under his shirt, and his black coat was forbidden and eager. She gently broke free from Chen Zhiyu's hand, tried to untie his belt, and took advantage of it and touched his waist a few times, sticky: "Second brother help me."

Chen Zhiyu has always been indifferent and arrogant, always cold and cold, rarely contacts women, and takes off his belt whenever he encounters them. He rarely gets angry and grits his teeth and scolds: "Wei Bai——"

The next second, Ranbai covered his mouth and looked at him seriously. The peach blossom eyes were covered with water, and the tails of his eyes were bright red. He was obviously drunk and extremely frivolous. He pressed the man's thin lips with one hand and untied Chen Zhiyu's belt with the other hand. His voice turned around: "Good second brother, I have to listen to the financial boss."

Such a picture of lustfulness, coupled with the dark light, the two of them had ambiguous posture, and their slender figures stood there quietly, with an innate arrogance, with thin and straight backs, cold outlines, long eyelashes drooping half to cover their deep eyes. Looking at the person in trouble in front of them, I guessed something in my heart, my fingers raised their veins and their tone became more and more plain: "Great adventure?"

Chen Zhiyu did not stop her from moving, and it was even smoother to untie the belt. He could take advantage of it with a legitimate advantage. His body was slender and clear. The dyed white fingertips slightly rubbed Chen Zhiyu's waist and said no.

Chen Zhiyu looked at her condescendingly, and was neither salty nor indifferent: "Does he still have a big adventure and touching his waist?"

At such a close distance, it seemed that you could hear each other's heartbeat, both taboo and ambiguous. Ranbai looked at his drooping eyebrows, cold bones, and bewitching lips. The color was like rain hitting crabapple, and wanted to make people redder. From the first meeting, Ranbai felt that Chen Zhiyu was really very energetic, not only his face, but also his temperament. The more he couldn't stand, the more he wanted him to sing erotic lyrics and erotic songs, and the desire to destroy him arises. She hushed and half-joked, "Yes, I still have to take off my clothes and touch him."

Such a gaze made people feel hot. Chen Zhiyu didn't explore what was hidden behind his gaze, and asked indifferently: "Have you had enough fun?"

I clearly didn't see any emotions, but I felt a sense of coldness and danger. The eyes were not covered by silver wire lenses, and the sharp indifference of those who were always superiors showed up without any concealment.

"Second brother has a good waist... I can't play enough." Ranbai deliberately sang a opposite tune with him, saying word by word, and put his finger on Shen Zhiyu's waistline, pinching it with great suggestion.

Chen Zhiyu probably never expected anyone to say such words to him in his life, and he would still be one after another, the same person.

He was silent for two seconds, pinched Ranbai's wrist and brought her aside, with his fingertips long and cold: "Go back and say goodbye, come with me."

"Second brother is with me." Ranbai pulled the belt off directly, met Chen Zhiyu's gaze, and muttered: "I don't want to lose." She looked down at the black belt in her hand, and her eyes faintly slid towards the waistline vaguely outlined by the white shirt.

Chen Zhiyu's eyes were even colder.

So when the roommates and the others saw the two people walking into the private room together, they were thundering, and they suddenly slashed their souls, scared to death, and their faces were lost: "Chen, Chen... Professor Chen!"

The most harsh and most abstinent visiting professor at Nanjing University!

At this moment, he actually appeared in front of them with a girl in her arms. The leather and belt were still in the hands of the girl, and there was a temptation of destruction.

Chen Zhiyu had no expression on his face, his shirt button was meticulous, and he held his white waist with one hand, as if he was not a confused bar, but an academic lecture hall. His voice was like broken ice and jade, and he was cold and calm: "I took the man away, thank you for taking care of her."

The roommate's legs were so scared that his legs were weak. He was not worried about what Chen Zhiyu said. He nodded like a two or three chickens pecked at rice, screaming wildly inside.

Wei Bai is awesome!!

Wei Bai is high!!!

Make your debut directly at C position!!

"I want to have a big adventure." Ranbai held the belt with dissatisfaction, wrapped it around for a few circles, and directly treated it as a toy.

Chen Zhiyu glanced at her: "Who else do you want to take off?"

"...If you don't play, you won't play. I'm sleepy." Ranbai yawned and asked his roommate what he thought of, "Do you want a belt?"

The roommate was about to cry and stumbled: "No, no..."

Who dares to ask Professor Chen’s belt? Do you don’t want to live anymore?
Chapter completed!