The three greatest losers in history

  At first they were still quite proper, after all, they were pretending to be elegant and refined. But as the atmosphere became more lively, their hands started to get a bit too friendly with our miss.

  The man I was with had a big belly, looking like he was five months pregnant. He also wore glasses, looking like a cultured loser. His thick hands slid up from my waist, skillfully kneading, and I pretended to enjoy it, humming several times.

  He stuck his ear to mine and asked if I liked it, with a face like Zhu Bajie's, I felt nauseous and was about to vomit, but still smiled and told him I liked it. In my heart, I knew that if I said anything unpleasant, he would do something even more perverted.

  I once met a man who said I looked like his younger sister, and some even said I looked like their daughter. This didn't stop them from hugging me tightly. Chen Sang also told me that when she was with an old man, he asked her to call him "grandfather". It's not just the Japanese who are perverted, there are plenty in our own country too.

  Today is Luyu's second time hosting, I'm afraid she'll make a mess, so I'm a bit worried to take a look. The man she was with sat in the corner drinking wine with his head down, and surprisingly, nothing indecent happened.

  This man has fair skin and a refined temperament. Having been in the circle for a long time, I also understand that the more elegant a man appears on the surface, the more he is not someone to be trifled with. I didn't dare look again, turned my head and smiled to curry favor with the fat guy, and the other sisters were extremely gentle, doing whatever they were told to do in soft whispers.

  The atmosphere was boiling, and the Overlord felt thirsty and wanted to add ice to his drink. For some reason, the wine glass in the Overlord's hand kept foaming and splashing onto his face and hair.

  The girls immediately quieted down, all nervously looking at Ba Wang. The waiter was so scared that he didn't dare to move, and his face was dull. Lu Yishu might be used to being a waiter, so she took out a paper towel to help Ba Wang wipe off the foam, constantly apologizing.

  The Overlord opened his eyes to see Lu Yishu, and with one hand, he grasped her and said to the man beside him, "Shi Xiu, this girl's eyebrows and eyes look a bit like..." The silent man raised his head to look at Lu Yishu, and for some reason, he suddenly turned into a wolf-like person. He stretched out his hand to wrap around Lu Yishu's waist, pulled her into his arms, and fiercely kissed her face and lips.

  Lu Yishu desperately pushed away the man named Shixiu, anxiously explaining that she was a vegetarian. She wasn't trying to flirt with him, nor did she have any intention of being his chat companion. Besides, she already had an excellent boyfriend, whose family background was also quite good, I've seen photos, he looked decent, unfortunately it was his family who had the money, not him.

  She was hitting and pushing Xiu Shi, tears were about to fall out, she shook her head desperately telling the man that she wouldn't do it, begging him to let her go. The man pinned her down on the sofa with his hands, violently pulling at the thin layer of her blouse.

  Looking at the scene in front of me, I feel that the person lying there is myself. I have experienced such an experience and know how terrible it is.

  Lu Yishu's tears fell one by one, the man riding on him was not soft at all, like a chicken blood, pulled off several buttons of her shirt, everyone's eyes were focused on the two people entangled on the sofa, in other people's eyes may feel stimulating, but I know that for Lu Yishu it is a disaster, she will never forget it for her whole life.

  Lu Yishu stopped explaining and loudly shouted for help towards the crowd. Everyone stood still, staring blankly, as she turned to me with pleading eyes: "Xiao Wen Jie, save me! Save me!"