Chapter 6: The Ponytail Girl

Chapter 6: The Ponytail Girl

The bodies of Zhou Lang and Ivanova brushed against each other from time to time. If it were any other man, he would probably seize the opportunity to hold Ivanova tightly and start taking liberties.

Such an opportunity was too good to pass up. Besides, guessing correctly what Ivanova was wearing underneath meant getting to spend ten wonderful minutes with her; that was what Ivanova herself had said. Even if he took a few liberties in this cramped changing room, Ivanova probably wouldn't object too much.

But Zhou Lang still tried his best to keep his composure and minimize physical contact.

However, dancing a close-contact dance with a sexy beauty while being unable to take things further was a form of torture for any normal man.

Yet, this was a form of torture that the vast majority of men would be happy to endure, because this suppressed feeling was very stimulating. Isn't that what men these days are all about—chasing thrills?

Perhaps due to differences in values and upbringing, Ivanova, who as a girl should have been more reserved, actually appeared slightly more relaxed than Zhou Lang.

When the close-contact dance first began, she had been a bit nervous, but the masculine scent radiating from Zhou Lang was very pleasant, even intoxicating to her. Thus, she closed her eyes, with a hint of enjoyment.

If it had been before last night, before Zhou Lang had completed the marrow-cleansing and bone-forging process, Ivanova certainly wouldn't have felt this way. In just one night, Zhou Lang was no longer the same Zhou Lang as before.

Seeing that Ivanova had closed her eyes, Zhou Lang couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at her.

Her exquisite face, long eyelashes, high-bridged nose, and curvaceous figure—everything about Ivanova was so charming. She was indeed a woman who was almost beautiful to the extreme, flawless.

Looking at such a beauty, it was hard not to be focused. At this moment, the Perspective Talisman on Zhou Lang started to take effect again.

At such a close distance, his gaze penetrated through Ivanova's white T-shirt and black skirt, taking in all the scenery underneath to his heart's content.

Ivanova's body was just as hot as Xiao Xi's.

Zhou Lang's breathing slowly grew heavy…

Yet Ivanova didn't show any dissatisfaction at all. The two of them just kept dancing in an embrace, letting the ambiguous atmosphere spread.

…

The music in The Bar suddenly grew louder, signaling that the time for official business was about to arrive. It turned out that the time the two had been dancing in an embrace had already exceeded ten minutes.

"Young Miss Ivanova, thank you for the wonderful time spent with me." Zhou Lang quickly let go of Ivanova and thanked her.

Ivanova smiled but didn't speak.

"Then I'll be going first." Zhou Lang said, then prepared to open the door and leave.

"Wait for me." Ivanova said coquettishly, then took down a black bag hanging on the wall and pulled out a pair of black panties.

Seeing this woman's intimate garment, Zhou Lang felt the blood rushing straight to his head. His willpower was decent, but there was a breaking point, and he was almost there now. If a little more fuel were added to the fire, he reckoned he would ignite. He might even end up pushing Ivanova down; after all, the girl was the one being proactive, so he couldn't be blamed.

"Although I'm open-minded, I'm not someone who messes around. Help me put this on, and let's go together." Ivanova winked at Zhou Lang, then handed the panties into Zhou Lang's hands.

"This…"

Zhou Lang's blood was boiling with primal urges; he could barely take it. Steadying himself, he said, "You are so beautiful and sexy, aren't you afraid I'll do something beastly?"

"I already felt you were a gentleman earlier; I trust you won't do that." Ivanova said, then slightly lifted one leg.

Zhou Lang felt somewhat helpless. Holding the thin-as-a-cicada's-wing panties in his hand, he didn't know whether to put them on Ivanova or not.

Suddenly, the phone hanging around Ivanova's neck rang. As soon as she answered it, she quickly said to Zhou Lang, "The boss is looking for me, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she took the panties from Zhou Lang's hand and put them on with lightning speed.

Previously, Zhou Lang had only seen some beautiful baseball players changing their panties in public on the internet. He hadn't expected to see it with his own eyes up close today.

Although Ivanova's movements were very skillful while putting them on, thinking she had covered her private areas, she didn't realize that every critical part of her body had already been fully seen by Zhou Lang.

"Remember to close the changing room door."

Ivanova clicked away in her high heels, walking off first.

…

Zhou Lang let out a sigh of relief, relaxed for a moment inside the changing room, and then walked out to go to the public changing room to put on his work uniform.

The work uniforms for male waiters at The Bar were uniform: a white shirt, dress pants, a bowtie, and a small vest on the outside.

Returning to the main hall of The Bar, Zhou Lang began his day's work.

He was a part-time waiter at The Bar; to put it bluntly, he was just a handyman. The only work he had to do was to wait for guests to finish their drinks, clear the glasses to the kitchen in the back, and then clean the tables.

Although Lovers Bar wasn't big, business was quite good.

After five or six o'clock, customers began to enter one after another.

There was originally a bartender in The Bar known as "Ah Wu." He was handsome and, naturally, a popular figure in The Bar. But today, the spotlight on "Ah Wu" was completely stolen by Ivanova, because Ivanova was a flair bartender. Her bartending movements had many tricks that were dazzling to watch. Plus, with her devastatingly beautiful looks, it was hard for her not to be sought after by male customers.

Zhou Lang had originally been admiring Ivanova's bartending from time to time, but by ten o'clock in the evening, his attention shifted to an inconspicuous corner of The Bar.

In the corner, a pure-looking girl with a ponytail, wearing a tracksuit, was drinking alone.

She was about 1.68 meters tall and wore no makeup, yet she was exceptionally pleasant to look at. If she hadn't appeared in a place like this, people would definitely have thought she was the campus belle of some university.

She hadn't just ordered beer, but also red wine. However, she didn't drink with the elegance of a girl; rather, she seemed quite domineering. Whether it was red wine or liquor, she basically drank one glass in a single gulp.

The Bar was naturally a place for hookups. Whether it was a handsome guy or a beautiful girl, as long as they appeared in The Bar alone, someone would definitely hit on them. The Ponytail Girl was incomparably pure, making her the perfect prey for men hunting for beauties. Therefore, when The Ponytail Girl had finished a few glasses of alcohol, a chubby little man with a gold chain hanging around his neck swaggered over and sat down opposite The Ponytail Girl.

"Get lost!"

Before the chubby man could even open his mouth, The Ponytail Girl spat out a single word with unusual ferocity.

Zhou Lang immediately knew that this seemingly pure, but actually fierce, The Ponytail Girl had gotten herself into trouble.

"Yo, little beauty, you've got quite a temper." The chubby man paused for a moment, then smirked and said, "But I like savage chicks like you best. Today, I'm just going to sit right here. What are you going to do about it?"

The chubby man had a somewhat sinister look and was reeking of alcohol; one look and you could tell he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

"Your mouth really stinks!"

The Ponytail Girl grabbed a beer bottle, struck like lightning, and smashed the bottle onto the chubby man's head.