: Smelling the fragrance and knowing women

When I bought the mask just now, the boy from the art department said that this was the largest mask dance since the founding of the school.

Indeed, the entire first-floor hall of the large No. 11 cafeteria was occupied by the Art Department. Curtains were hung on the windows to block the darkness and humidity of the weather outside. There were strange patterns on the walls and chandeliers. The chandeliers in the hall were not used, but were illuminated by a flashing small light pulled from the Art Department School.

The entire hall was dark and ambiguous, with countless men and women covering their masks on their faces, jumping around with the rhythm of the music, and their bodies rubbing against each other. Because of the more masks, everyone lacked the shy opportunity to speak and still rest. Instead, they enjoyed this temptation full of imagination.

The end of every dance party is also the end of many women's girls' generation. It takes many years for boys to become men, and it only takes one time for girls to grow into women.

In fact, this kind of masquerade cannot be called authentic. Although everyone wears masks, you can still see the difference between men and women at a glance from the clothes.

Ye Qiu stood at the door and looked at the more and more crowds inside, and said, "Let's wait for Tang Guo and the others at the door. Dazhuang went to find his girlfriend, why haven't you come here yet?"

"Dazhuang may not necessarily come over. I have seen his girlfriend, and she is easily shy. She has a similar personality to Kexin." Yang Le tied a pig's head mask made of feed on her face and said with a smile: "I have always envied the life of a pig. Every day, I eat and sleep and eat, and my life is free and carefree. Now I finally find the opportunity to be a pig again."

Lan Kexin's mask is a beautiful flower fairy mask, while Ye Qiu's mask is a pattern that is painted in a mess and looks very abstract. At a glance, no logic can be found, making people wonder if this thing was made by an art student. He is simply a passive work and he can easily apply several kinds of pigments together.

After looking carefully, I realized that it was a demon with three eyes. The two eyes below were very small, and the one above was very big and eye-catching. When you put your eyes on the third eye that had grown for no reason, you feel a chill that has been soaked all over your body.

"What a weird mask." Lan Kexin's gaze was always pulled by the three-eyed mask in Ye Qiu's hand, and she said in a low voice.

Ye Qiu and the other two were waiting for Tang Guodi, but the phone in their pocket rang, and it was a text message: Don’t wait for me, you can enter the venue to dance first. Half an hour later, you will invite me to dance.

The message was sent by Tang Guo. It seems that before the art game started, Miss Tang’s game had already started.

Ye Qiu put his phone in his pocket and said, "Let's go. They will come later. Let's go in first."

When Ye Qiu spoke, he had already put the mask on his face, and the three-eyed demon masks made him look even more gloomy. Lan Kexin put on her flower fairy, and the girl loved beautiful things beyond ordinary people. Yang Le also dressed up as a pig, and the eyes behind the mask looked around the thighs of those sexy women without fear of being discovered.

The masquerade provides people with an opportunity to peek at others openly.

The dance party in the hall has begun. Many people dance enthusiastically and happily with the music. More people have no foundation in dancing and say they can only be audiences next to them. There are also some students who are easy to learn to practice following other people's movements, with clumsy and stiff movements, but who has never taken this step?

"Can you dance this dance? Try it when you know how to speak." Ye Qiu said to Yang Le and Lan Kexin.

"Don't. I'm not good at skill and will step on the boots of a beautiful girl in Kexin. I'd better find someone to take me with me." Yang Le smiled and waved his hands with Ye Qiulan Kexin. He soon got into the middle of the dance floor. When Ye Qiu found him again, he was dancing happily with a hot woman in a leather skirt. You were in front of you, you were back, you were chasing me and having fun.

"You go and have fun too." Ye Qiu said to look at the mask on Lan Kexin's face. The flower fairy was drawn vividly by students in the art department, and her exquisite pretty face was painted like they mischievously. Such a stroke must have come from the hands of a quirky girl.

"I can't dance." Lan Kexin said softly. She stood obediently beside Ye Qiu, accompanying him to appreciate other people's dancing postures.

Ye Qiu didn't have any interest in dancing. But he always let Lan Kexin stand so stupidly with him, and Ye Qiu felt relieved. After the song ended, the music became more intense. Some people began to dance passionately like twitching all over. Ye Qiu danced, as long as he followed the rhythm of the music, he could just sway his body randomly.

Ye Qiu took Lan Kexin's hand and entered the middle of the dance floor. Although she could not see her face, she could feel the meticulous sweat beads of her palm.

"Jump whatever you want." Ye Qiu lies beside Lan Kexin's ear and shouts loudly.

Lan Kexin heard it and nodded. Ye Qiu could feel that she should be smiling, but the mask covered her face and also covered the beauty of this moment.

After Ran Dongye's intensified training, Lan Kexin even danced casually, and her dance posture was quite in place. The finger dance was flexibly performed by her, and her lower body also made corresponding coordination movements. Since it quickly became the focus of the dance floor, many people gathered around her to watch her perform. The professional level is the professional level. Even if it was adapted, it is still much better than the rookies in the school who had studied at the end.

Ye Qiu also followed other students to watch her perform. She rarely got rid of her shyness and performed herself on this stage.

When the music changed again, it turned into a lyrical song. Ye Qiu was not familiar with this kind of dance. Just as he was thinking about whether to go up and invite Lan Ke to have a heartbeat of three, Ye Qiu was blocked by a person.

This is a woman covered in black robe, wearing a silver-white mask on her face. There are no patterns or paintings on it, making her expression look old-fashioned.

The woman didn't say a word, and just took Ye Qiu's hand, put one of his hands on her waist, and held the other hand by her. As soon as her body slid, she began to sway with the music.

Ye Qiu could feel the woman's soft waist through the black robe, and the breath was like orchid at the end of her nose, with a very familiar smell.

The woman's dancing posture is very graceful, and every look and movement is very good. Not only did she dance well, she also brought Ye Qiu, a little rookie. From a distance, the two were the ones who cooperated the most intimately among the couples on the dance floor.

"This outfit is pretty good. This is an authentic mask dance, right?" Ye Qiu whispered in a woman's ear.

"Do you know who I am?" the woman said in surprise.

"You are insulting your IQ." Ye Qiu hugged the woman's body tightly and let her body press on her body tightly. He said, "Although the high heels on your feet changed your height, and he wore a few more clothes and covered it with a robe, covering your true figure, there is something that cannot be changed."

"What?" the woman asked curiously.

"Body fragrance. Have you never heard of the story of smelling fragrance to recognize women?" Ye Qiu said with a smile, licking the girl's small and delicate earlobes gently.

The girl's earlobes immediately turned red and bloody, and Ye Qiu obviously felt that the other person's body became stiff. Ye Qiu became more sure of his judgment and said with a smile: "For you, changing the sound is not difficult. But the fragrance on your body cannot be covered by perfume. Although you have sprayed a lot of perfume on yourself, this smell cannot completely conceal the smell you should have."

Ye Qiu has a very sensitive sense of smell. When he was very young, the old man specially trained his reaction ability in this area. He could tell the names of hundreds of herbs one by one, and could judge whether they were wild boars or blind bears based on the urine left after the animals left.

The woman stamped her feet in anger and said, "Don't say my name."

"I understand. I'm just wondering, why do you dress up like this? Did you come to tempt me specifically?" Ye Qiu nodded in understanding.

The woman's eyes stubbornly looked at Ye Qiu, but said, "I just want to come and play a game with you."

“What kind of game?”

The woman hesitated and said, Ye Qiu's hand holding her waist slid down, saying, "Has the game started?"

"No." The woman suddenly hugged Ye Qiu's neck and pushed Ye Qiu's mask upwards, revealing only his thin lips.

Ye Qiu's eyes were covered. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pull off the mask, his lips were blocked by a warm moistness. Before Ye Qiu could react, a small lilac tongue reached into his mouth. The sticky and slippery tongue rushed into Ye Qiu's mouth under the dexterous guidance of his master. While absorbing Ye Qiu's oral juice, he also passed a sweet liquid like dew into Ye Qiu's mouth.

French kiss? Ye Qiu was slightly surprised by this reaction of the other party.
Chapter completed!