The jeep sent all the people back to the station. Zhao Guodong felt that he was drunk too much, so he asked Pi Zhijian to drive him home.

Zhao Guodong, who went home to change his clothes, felt even more upset. He remembered that it was already Saturday and the club dance hall in the factory had already opened. He was about to go and have a look when he happened to meet the whole house that came to him.

"Oh, Ziquan, I'm dressed up very handsome today!" Fangziquan was wearing a brand new jacket, jeans and leather shoes, and his slim cheeks were particularly tangible. "Why are you going to the dance hall to hang it?"

"Hey, Guodong, did you drink wine today?" Fangziquan knew that Zhao Guodong had drunk a lot when he saw Zhao Guodong's appearance.

"There is no choice, I have fought with Xiong Rengui, and Qing Guangrong has also come, so I have to hold on." Zhao Guodong also felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the teacup and took a big mouthful.

"Ah? Xiong Rengui? Qing Guangrong?" Fang Ziquan was shocked and immediately woke up, "Oh, it was your police station that solved the two hooligan harassment cases last year, right?"

"Well, stop talking nonsense, go to the dance hall. Today I really want to find someone to dance two songs." Zhao Guodong said impatiently.

The dance hall is still so crowded. When Zhao Guodong walked in, he realized that his current identity was no longer suitable for him to appear here again. Although most young workers did not know him, many children from the factory knew their identity, and their eyes became a little strange, and their whispers were endless.

"It seems that I'm afraid I can't come in the future." Zhao Guodong shrank into the corner with some regret, but people's eyes floated over intentionally or unintentionally.

"Who said no? There are many people living in Jiangmiao Street in our factory. Your glorious deeds have long been heard in the factory." The house full of pride said: "Even we are all benefiting."

"Oh, then how can I stay in the factory in the future?" Zhao Guodong said casually.

"Hun? Guodong, what are you planning to do in the factory? If you play friends, as long as you make a noise, I dare say that your threshold will be kicked out, and I'm afraid you won't dare to take the call." The house sneered.

"Don't call me a big sexual demon. I haven't even touched Kong Yue's hand yet." Zhao Guodong said nonsense with the intention of drinking.

"By the way, what's going on with you and Kong Yue? How did it develop?" House Quan cares about this matter very much, "Why didn't you see you staying with Kong Yue during the Spring Festival?"

"I don't know, I don't know what relationship I have with her now." Zhao Guodong avoided. Tang Jin's relationship with him is also lukewarm, especially after a Spring Festival, it seems that he has suddenly become distant. Zhao Guodong found that he seemed to want to understand. The more eager he pursued, the more he grasped Tang Jin. If he calmed down, it might have a different effect.

"Kong Yue is here, she is the only one." Fang Zi said with a sharp eye and waved to Kong Yue.

Kong Yue also found the two and walked over.

"Kong Yue, go, dance a song." Zhao Guodong, who was drunk, pulled Kong Yue's hand without saying anything.

In the area of ​​Zhao Guodong, Kong Yue rotated with Zhao Guodong's footsteps.

The two have not had such intimate contact for a long time. It seems that since they fought in the library, they have entered a strange cold war period. Zhao Guodong did not deliberately go to Kong Yue, and Kong Yue seemed to be deliberately maintaining his reserve.

However, Zhao Guodong became a little unrestrained by the drunkenness, which made Kong Yue feel a little nervous and uneasy.

Kong Yue could feel the slight smell of alcohol in the other party rippling in his nose, and the right hand that was stroking behind him also wriggled on his back, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, especially at the shoulder straps of his bra. He would occasionally twist the shoulder straps through the wool sweater and put them down, making a crisp sound, like a child's prank, which made Kong Yue both shy and angry.

The footsteps slipped into the dark area blocked by the curtains, which had become a paradise for lovers. More than a dozen pairs of people in love snuggled and hugged each other, swaying slowly. Zhao Guodong could even see that some people's palms had slipped into their girlfriend's clothes, but all this was very hidden.

Kong Yue couldn't accept this atmosphere and wanted to leave, but Zhao Guodong controlled the rhythm with his powerful hands.

The warm atmosphere around him quietly permeated Kong Yue's heart like a scent. Zhao Guodong's hateful right hand moved strangely, making Kong Yue's skin involuntarily hot.

The two bodies seemed to gradually get closer. In the dark area covered by the curtains, no one paid attention to who you are. Everyone focused on their lovers. The dance music sang in conjunction was long and slow, which was the best catalyst for lovers.

Kong Yue unknowingly leaned her head on Zhao Guodong's shoulder. Perhaps the faint smell of alcohol made her drunk, making her thinking dull. The right hand that was originally holding Zhao Guodong's left hand tightly was placed on Zhao Guodong's neck. Zhao Guodong's most popular ones had also been pressed on her waist.

A slow shaking step is undoubtedly the favorite of lovers. Lovers who hug each other can use the soothing dance shaking to increase intimate contact between the two bodies, and the soft whispers make lovers unable to extricate themselves.

Kong Yue had already buried his body in his arms. Zhao Guodong could clearly feel the pleasure brought by the buds on his chest touching his somewhat hot chest. If it were not for the environment, Zhao Guodong really wanted to kiss Kong Yue's little earlobe at his mouth.

After the song ended, the men and women who dispersed returned to their positions. Kong Yue couldn't help but caressed her hot cheeks. What happened just now? How could she become such a shameful position to hug each other? I don't know if anyone noticed this.

Zhao Guodong felt that the hall was a bit stuffy and the weather was still a little cold at night in March, but so many people were crowded in such a dance hall, so the temperature of gathering was naturally not low.

"Kong Yue, let's go out for a walk?" Although it was for comment, Zhao Guodong gave Kong Yue no room to refuse and walked straight out.

Kong Yue hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Zhao Guodong.

As soon as he walked out of the dance hall, the cold night wind cleared Zhao Guodong's mind, and the lust that had originally fermented in the dance hall seemed to be relieved a lot of it.

Noting that Kong Yue was just following him silently, Zhao Guodong didn't say anything. When he turned into a remote path leading to the factory wall, he directly grabbed Kong Yue's hand and walked side by side.

In amazement, Kong Yue struggled for a moment and did not break free. When she saw that there was no one around, the dark surroundings made her a little scared, so she had to let Zhao Guodong hold his hand and walk forward.
Chapter completed!