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Chapter 43 I want to chase you

Five years can forget a lot of things.Even though one person is lost, life has to go on.

People are still partying in the bar.Those who come here are the most unfeeling, but also the most infatuated.

The man was wearing a black see-through suit, with a silver-white cross earring on his left ear. The corner of his evil mouth was smiling, his eyeliner outlined his beautiful eyes, and he was dancing on the stage to the rhythmic music.The snow-white body is looming in the clothes.The scene was extremely excited, and everything was covered with a layer of sex.

Shan Liang was about to go home after dancing, when the boss stopped him, saying that the guests in the private room over there ordered him to sing.The boss winked at him again, intending to ask him to drink more alcohol and pay him a commission afterwards.

Shan Liang entered the room and sang the song ordered by the guest.

The two men in the private room were chatting and laughing. They looked about thirty or forty years old. It is estimated that the business has been negotiated, and the atmosphere is quite good.

"Yo! The young man sings really well." Shan Liang was singing when a man with small eyes put his arms around Shan Liang's waist, "Your waist is so fucking thin." Shan Liang pushed him away, but the corner of his mouth was With a smile.

"Sit down and talk, why panic." The small-eyed man pulled Shan Liang and sat between them.

Shan Liang laughed and asked again, "What song do you want to listen to?"

The small-eyed man didn't answer Shan Liang's words, "Can I drink?" He took out a few stacks of banknotes from his bag, pointed to the wine on the table, "Drink all the wine, the 1 yuan is Yours."

Shan Liang thought that the 1 yuan would not be in vain, so he picked up the bottle and drank it.

The small-eyed man kept his arms around Shan Liang, and the other fat man saw that Shan Liang might not be able to drink in the end, pinched his chin, and insisted on filling Shan Liang with a wine bottle.Finally, the wine bottles on the table were empty.

"Young man, be patient, this money is yours." The two men went out contentedly.

Shan Liang was lying on the sofa in a daze, he seemed to feel that someone was kissing him just now, but these were not important, he didn't care.

After a while, he picked up the money and walked out of the bar in a daze.

"Hey! Shan Liang!" Shan Liang was walking on the road.The soles of the feet are like stepping on cotton.One foot deep and one foot shallow.It seemed that someone was calling him.He looked back.

"Hey! Why didn't you wait for me when I called you?" Zhang Huan grabbed him.

This guy seems to have an indescribable preference for sportswear, just like he said he wanted to chase after Shan Liang, and he really did.This chase lasted for five years.

In fact, Shan Liang wanted to tell him a long time ago: If you want to have sex with me, just say so, we can do it now, I don't care.Not bad for you.

Unexpectedly, he foolishly chased him for five years.It's quite interesting.

Zhang Huan smelled that Shan Liang smelled of alcohol, "I drank a lot of bars. It's a good thing you met me, otherwise no one would know when you died."

Shan Liang hooked his neck with his hands, bringing his face closer to him, and finally saw it clearly, "So it's Zhang Huan, you're so fucking poor. I'm not drunk at all."

Zhang Huan was speechless, "I'm not poor anymore, let's talk about business. Why don't you go to my house tonight?"

"No." Shan Liang staggered forward.

"What's the point of working so hard all by yourself?" Zhang Huan quickly followed up with Shan Liang, for fear that he would fall.

"Money," Shan Liang was a little speechless, "it's for money."

"Fucking fart, you let me, the rich second generation, just let you go for money, are you not flattering?" He said and hugged Shan Liang, "Liangzi, follow me, I will let you have whatever you want."

Shan Liang didn't speak, as if he was asleep.

Zhang Huan looked at Shan Hao's good-looking face and sighed, "You promised me earlier that I will suffer a little bit?"

In this way, he carried Shan Liang into his car and drove back to his villa.

Shan Liang had a dream, he dreamed of a boy, he couldn't see clearly, he just remembered him with a harmless smile, saying to him, "Liangzi, come home with me."

In the dream, he cried.like a child.

When Shan Liang woke up, he found himself in a strange place.What about your clothes?He panicked a little.

"Are you awake?" Zhang Huan was wearing a white sportswear, and his smile was brighter than the sun.

"You brought me back?" Shan Liang sat up, his voice was cold, "Thank you."

"Ah? Thank you?" Zhang Huan showed a disappointed expression, and pulled down Shan Liang's quilt, but was stopped by Shan Liang.

"Aren't you worried about what I did to you while you were drunk?" Zhang Huan sat on Shan Liang's lap, picked his chin and kissed him.

Unexpectedly, Shan Liang did not resist.It seems that the kiss is not a person, his heart is dead.

"It's boring." Zhang Huan got off the bed.Throwing a set of clothes to Shan Liang, "The bathroom is on the left, let's come out to eat after taking a shower." After that, he went out.

When Shan Liang changed his clothes after taking a shower, he realized that it was just a white shirt. This shirt is fine, at least a pair of pants, right?This man must have done it on purpose.But there was no other way, so I had to bite the bullet and go out.

Zhang Huan is drinking coffee and watching TV in the living room.But the heart does not know where to fly.

With a "click", the bedroom door opened.

Fuck, I almost choked myself with a sip of coffee.I feel like I'm about to get a nosebleed.The long legs that go against the sky in the past two days, this is definitely the temptation of the shirt.I must be sick.Torture yourself.

"Zhang Huan, you don't have any other fucking clothes." A slightly angry voice.

"No, I don't come to this villa very often. It's just because it's very close to the bar and you're so drunk that I wanted to bring you here." Zhang Huan spread his hands helplessly, expressing his innocence.

"Forget it." Shan Liang went to the dining table and sat down, "Let's eat. I'm starving to death."

The shirt was already short, but this time it became even shorter.

Zhang Huan stared straight into the eyes, he must be sick, too fucking tormenting himself.

"You don't want to eat?" Shan Liang said while holding a soy pork elbow in one hand, looking at him as he gnawed.

"Eat, eat." Zhang Huan went to the chair next to Shan Liang and sat down.

"Hey," Shan Liang was almost speechless, "There is a chair opposite."

"I think it's comfortable here." After speaking, Zhang Huan picked up his chopsticks and gave Shan Liang a piece of braised pork, "Hurry up, it will get cold if you don't eat it." His eyes almost disappeared from laughing.

The windows are open, and there is a breeze blowing from time to time.Fiddled with that person's beautiful hair, stroked that person's slender eyebrows, that person's lips, and that person's clothes.

The man was white and gleamed in the sun.

Zhang Huan just looked at him like this, and for some reason he thought of a poem: "There are beauties in the north. They are peerless and independent. Once you look at the city of people, then you look at the country." This poem seems to depend on him. , spinning in circles before his eyes.I can't drive you away.

"Liangzi, just smile." Zhang Huan put his arms on the table, lazily supporting his baby-fat face.His usual casual smile hung on the corner of his mouth.No matter how you look at it, you deserve a beating.

Shan Liang is still fighting the braised pork, ignore him.

Not reconciled, he hid the full plate of braised pork behind him.

"Zhang Huan, you're fucking sick." He spoke while chewing something in his mouth, no, he choked honorably.While coughing, he grabbed the plate of braised pork in Zhang Huan's hand.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Huan quickly put the plate of braised pork on the table and handed him a glass of water.Pat him on the back. "Why are you panicking? No one is robbing you."

Shan Liang calmed down after drinking the water.And then went to fight with food.Still ignore him.

Zhang Huan is extremely distressed here, why is he not as good as a plate of braised pork? ? ?

"Liangzi, you said that I have been chasing you for five years, and I am like a grandson by your side all day. Although I have not caught up with you, but you said that it is very good for you. You can't laugh at me Huh?" Zhang Huan looked at someone who looked ugly, but felt that this person was good-looking no matter what.

Zhang Huan watched someone put down his chopsticks, and finally stopped eating.Pass him a tissue. "Just give me a laugh."

Shan Liang picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth and hands, then threw the tissue on the table.After that, he touched Zhang Huan's forehead with his hand that was just covered in sauce. "Ouch!!!" As soon as this was touched, he quickly took it back.

Zhang Huan was taken aback by this, and quickly looked at Shan Liang's hand, "What's wrong, why is it uncomfortable?"

"Burn me to death." Shan Liang twitched at the corner of his mouth, extremely charming.

Zhang Huan stared at him, only to realize that Shan Liang was saying that he was 'sexy'. Forget it, at least Shan Liang smiled, right? A smile is not a smile.Don't bother with Shan Liang either.I'm usually very eloquent, but it doesn't work when I come to him. "You have a nice smile." She also smirked.

But when he smiled, the man stopped smiling, stood up, stretched his waist, patted his stomach, "I'm full."

There are such people in the sun, so clean.Zhang Huan watched intently.

"Zhang Huan, where are my clothes? It's time for me to go to work."

"Clothes?" Zhang Huan looked at someone, his reaction was slow and he didn't take two shots at once, "Oh, yes, clothes. I asked Aunt Zhang to wash them. Why didn't you send them over?"

"Are you asking me?" Shan Liang sat down again and looked at Zhang Huan innocently.

"You are the master, how dare I ask you, I have called Aunt Zhang these few days, please please, sir." Then I went to the house to get my mobile phone.

Shan Liang got up and turned on the TV and lay down on the sofa.

"Hello? Hello! Aunt Zhang, have you finished washing the clothes I gave you yesterday? What? You went back to your hometown? Can't you come back today? Oh, oh, okay." Zhang Huan's raised voice came from the room, It was as if he was speaking to Shan Liang.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Huan stood in front of the TV, and spread his hands to him, "Aunt Zhang is really, I won't tell you when I go back to my hometown. The clothes will be ready tomorrow morning." The face that deserves to be beaten still hangs on his face as always. laugh.