swimming fish

[Fish]: Mr. Ji, do you want to see me so much?

【ji】: Looks like he drank a lot, Boss Song, do you still remember your last name?

[Fish]: I don’t remember

[Fish]: I only remember Mr. Ji.

Ji Anhe read Song Yu's message with a smile, locked the screen, walked into the bathroom pointed by the boss, and walked towards the only one of the three cubicles with the half-closed door.

He knocked lightly on the door and said a rare joke.

"It seems that Boss Song still remembers that he should come to the men's room?"

A low laugh came from the door.

Ji Anhe thought he had knocked on the wrong door, and was embarrassingly taking out his phone to ask Song Yu where he was.

The person inside the door suddenly reached out and grabbed Ji Anhe's wrist, and pulled Ji Anhe into the compartment.The hand was put behind his back again, and he quietly locked the door.

The hustle and bustle of the outside world was isolated by a door, and the smell of alcohol filled the small room that was extremely cramped because of the two men standing there.

Ji Anhe frowned, looking at the man who approached him.

The man looked at him for a while, his eyes gradually deepened, and a dangerous signal was slowly conveyed to Ji Anhe's mind.

He breathed lightly against Ji Anhe's ear, and said in a deep voice, "It's more than that. I still remember a small mole under Mr. Ji's ear, close to his neck."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, and gently kissed the little mole, his voice became softer: "It's right here."

Ji Anhe was made to shrink his neck unconsciously by his sudden movement, tilted his head back, and raised his hand to pinch the man's chin to stop him from moving.

"Song Yu." Ji Anhe looked at the man who smelled of alcohol in front of him.

"Huh?" Song Yu smelled the smell of tea on Ji Anhe's body, and thought that Ji Anhe might have made him a cup of hangover tea in the roof garden before going out.

Song Yu was distracted, but still pretended to be slightly drunk.

"You..." Ji Anhe looked at the drunk-eyed man, and suddenly hesitated, probably because he felt that he couldn't reason with this man who had drunk a few glasses of wine.

Song Yu squeezed half a step towards Ji An and the slightly separated **, discussing in a hoarse voice.

"I want to cross the line, Mr. Ji."

It was obviously in a negotiating tone, but Ji Anhe seemed unable to refuse.He was still pinching Song Yu's chin, watching Song Yu's thick and crow-blue eyelashes tremble slightly, which made his heart throb along with it.

"Boss Song, you're not crossing the line," Ji Anhe defined, "This...you should be considered a hooligan."

"Then I'm a hooligan."

Song Yu said with a frivolous look in his eyes.

Ji Anhe was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Song Yu. He simply closed his eyes, and his thin lips couldn't help but stick to Song Yu's lips. The warm breath passed between each other alternately. The sound of falling was also heard more clearly when the eyes were closed.

He complied and responded with a word in a low voice.

"it is good."

Song Yu stretched out his hand to hug Ji Anhe into his arms, and the force around the person on his arm suddenly tightened, as if he was afraid that if he let go of the person, he would regret it, he stuck his tongue out to the other party's wet and warm body Between the lips and teeth.The two lips were rubbing against each other, sucking lightly, the smell of alcohol was rolling between the two lips, and was carried into Ji Anhe's mouth by Song Yudu.

Ji Anhe, who was intoxicated by the alcohol, suddenly seemed to be drunk. He put his arm around Song Yu's neck, bringing the two of them closer together. The place where Song Yu reacted was attached to Ji Anhe's lower abdomen.

Ji Anhe's hand slowly slid down, and walked towards Song Yu's waist along Song Yu's waist.Song Yu raised half of his brows, and contentedly let Ji Anhe go down, and his lips and teeth were even more entangled. They both deepened the kiss, feeling the warmth and affection that each other proclaimed.

"This Song Yu, heh!"

The sudden voice from outside the door startled the two passionate people in the compartment.Ji Anhe's movement of falling under Song Yu's body also stopped at this moment.

"Zhou Xing, you drank too much." A male voice rang out.

Song Yu let go of Ji Anhe, and his eyes regained a little clarity because of the word "Zhou Xing".

He recognized this voice, it was the rather charming boy who was sitting on the left at that time, and he also remembered this person named Zhou Xing better.

"I'm not drunk. Why, this Song Yu is gone, why don't you let me say a few words?"

Ji Anhe took a look at Song Yu's face, and Song Yu made a booing gesture to Ji Anhe, obviously wanting to listen later.Ji Anhe also listened to the wall.

The sound of running water rang out at the same time as the cursing voice: "What is he? Do you want me to see his face?"

"Don't be angry, I heard that he was the one who made their band popular. The boss asked Lao Gao to bring us to meet him, and it was for our own good." The man persuaded.

"Which band did he make popular? How popular could it be? Without my little uncle's support, would his band have reached the point where he signed a company? And he was the one who left first! If he didn't leave, the few members of his band Aren’t they getting better now? They’re still amazing, they come to him every year to reminisce about the old days. I don’t know how many times they have scolded him behind their backs.”

"Hmm... are you alright, Zhou Xing?"

"What's the reminder?" Zhou Xing pulled up his trousers and walked out of the compartment.The compartment door was slammed shut, but the abuse did not stop: "Look at that old Gao, he is still wiping his ass. With an ungrateful person like him, what good things can he write? We sang his songs? Whoa, you know why he was so hot?"

"why?"

"I didn't know before, but today I figured it out," Zhou Xing said "tsk", looking at his blushing cheeks in the mirror, his eyes were narrowed, and his breasts were covered.

He was reminiscing, reminiscing about the appearance of the half-length divergent person.

"Have you seen what he looks like? He's really not bad. As long as he is like this, he may live a very good life, and my little uncle is still thinking about it. Otherwise, why would he not let him pay for breach of contract and just write songs for the company every year?" Zhou Xing started to speak incoherently when he got drunk.

"what?"

"Ah what, still don't understand?" Zhou Xing shook his hands impatiently, "After all, he's just a butt seller. I don't know what he tastes like."

Ji Anhe's brows were screwed together because of this sentence, Song Yu saw it, and leaned over to kiss Ji Anhe's frowning brows away, but his movements froze because of the sudden drop in temperature in Ji Anhe's eyes up.

Ji Anhe tiptoed slightly, kissed Song Yu's mouth, and led Song Yu to take half a step with him, took this opportunity to open the door locked by Song Yu, and then turned around and said: "Wait for me. "

"En." Song Yu responded, and stood in the cubicle with folded arms.

Ji Anhe stepped out, walked to the sink, and stood next to Zhou Xing. He looked sideways slightly, and his overly gloomy gaze fell on the short-haired boy in front of him: "Zhou Xing?"

"You know me?" Zhou Xing looked at the person coming out of the cubicle in surprise, but suddenly saw the person standing in the cubicle where Ji Anhe came out in the mirror, obviously he was not the only one who saw it.

When the person next to him saw Song Yu standing in the cubicle peacefully with his arms folded, his face turned pale for a few degrees, and after Song Yu nodded and smiled at him politely, he shivered all over his body .

Just when he was about to drag Zhou around, Ji Anhe spoke.

"I don't know you, and I don't want to. But what you said just now made me have to get to know you." Ji Anhe smiled warmly again, "I didn't hear it very clearly just now. , not sure if I heard it right, so I'll repeat it now, come and listen?"

Zhou Xing was indeed still in the stage of drinking, and when he was aroused by Ji Anhe's slightly provocative words, the madness in his eyes swept over him instantly, making his words a little arrogant: "Why, I didn't hear clearly , then I can say it again.”

Song Yu, who was standing inside the door, frowned. Looking at that overly arrogant person, he even felt a little worried about Ji Anhe.He quietly tied up his hair, ready to rush out to "suppress".

But the only bad thing about the "suppression" is that Ji Anhe might join him to have tea with him this time, and then the two of them will wait for Liang Hao to fish together in the bureau.

Ji Anhe tilted his head slightly, listening to the man's provocation: "I said I want to taste Song Yu's butt..."

Zhou Xing's provocative words were interrupted by Ji Anhe's sudden punching movement.

"You!" Zhou Xing was exasperated.

The person next to Zhou Xing watched Ji Anhe's movements, and the look in his eyes changed from uneasiness to fear, and the person reflected in the mirror also moved after Ji Anhe punched Zhou Xing. He suddenly stood in front of Ji Anhe and took Ji Anhe's hand.

Ji Anhe moved half a step, and Song Yu was still holding his hand. His frowning brows were still unmoved, and his gloomy eyes followed Zhou Xing who was covering the corner of his mouth. A cold snort came from his throat. out.

"Then you'd better," Ji Anhe squinted his eyes slightly, looked down at Zhou Xing condescendingly, and warned, "Don't even think about it."