Louis' 13

Louis was woken up by urinating.

Getting up in a daze, I stretched out my hands to prop myself up on the edge of the bed, but my eyes didn't even open.

As a result, the outstretched hand directly pressed a warm chest, which was obviously still wet with a thin layer of sweat.

The hangover has not yet woken up, and the reflex arc of the brain is still very long.Louis was completely unconscious, and his fingers poked around and touched——

Flat and smooth, strong and powerful...

This must not be my chest, people are getting up, it doesn't make sense that the chest is still lying on the bed.But--

Louis opened his red eyes suddenly, and lowered his head straight.

The spring light that caught his eyes made his whole body messy.

Duan Xiaohui was woken up by his touch, and stretched out his hand to hug him in a daze: "What time is it, sleep a little longer, you tortured me to death last night..."

Louis slapped his hand off, raised his head stiffly, and turned his neck.

What catches the eye is a broken electric fan, a foot is missing from the bedside table, the bed is still the 1.2-meter wooden bed, and even the sides of the mat are still loose.

"Duan... why are you on my bed?"

Duan Xiaohui didn't open his eyes, and after a few seconds of laziness, his voice was hoarse than that of Louis, a real drunk: "Are you sober? Have you forgotten all the drunkenness last night?"

Louis thumped his head with a painful expression: "Last night, I was fed too much by Zhao Wei...but..." Louis's small eyes wandered around, trying to find some clothes to solve the embarrassing situation between the two of them.

The bed was too small, even if Duan Xiaohui turned his body sideways and leaned against the edge of the bed as much as possible, the two were still dangerously close, as if they could clearly feel the heat radiated from each other's skin.

Frightened by this, Louis held back the urge to urinate, and tried his best to recall: "Uh, I think, Mr. Duan happened to pass by last night, extended a helping hand, and sent me back, right? Thank you. , please let me go, I..." Louis pointed to the travel bag with clothes on the side of the bedside table.His change of clothes is in it.

Duan Xiaohui opened his eyes slightly and yawned. The eye sockets were light and light black from lack of sleep: "It's past eight o'clock... Forget it, I won't sleep. Let's get up and wash up first, let's sit down and have a good talk."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Louis, who was sober, was obviously an iron bucket, and the water couldn't pour in: "Anyway, I troubled you last night."

Amused by his obvious resistance, Duan Xiaohui sat up and moved his muscles and bones with a painful expression: "This way I can fall asleep too... my bones are all stiff."

Luiga got into neutral, quickly jumped down from behind the man, looked down for a circle of slippers, and zoomed in on the search area in wonder.The slippers were honestly at the entrance, without even changing the direction.

He didn't know whether it was heat or embarrassment all over his body. Louis felt his brain hurt, his body was floating, his hairs were blown up, and his whole body was scorching hot.The originally stretched handsome body wished it could shrink into a ball.It's so embarrassing.

"Louis," Duan Xiaohui called to stop him: "Can I trouble you to go to the supermarket and buy me a pair of underwear? I can't wear your size."

Louis was putting on his pants, when he heard this he staggered and almost fell down: "Where's your underwear?"

"You threw it into the laundry tub to soak it." Duan Xiaohui couldn't be more serious on his face: "I came out of the shower, and you soaked it."

Louis covered his face in frustration: "Why are you taking a shower at my house?"

"You pushed me to take a shower. Probably... because I was too hot." Boss Duan continued without changing his expression.

"Who would send someone home and take a bath at their house..." Louis muttered in a low voice, "Shouldn't you be leaving after seeing someone off?"

"You won't let me go. Because you want to drink water, when I go down to get water in the car, I can hear you yelling throughout the building. Do you want to ask the neighbors?" President Duan suggested gently.

"Forget it, I'll go buy...underwear first." Louie had no face to continue listening, put on a T-shirt and took a handful of change and fled.

Duan Xiaohui looked at the closed door quietly, shrugged and smiled for a long time: "The eyes are quite poisonous."

Sure enough, the XL size that the kid Louis bought back was just right.Four steaming steamed buns and two cups of soy milk were brought upstairs together.

"Wash up and have breakfast first. The beef is yours, and the vegetables and mushrooms are mine." Louis didn't look at him, and said, "I don't have any clothes here that I can borrow for you, or you can let the driver send over."

Uncle Duan committed a childish disease: "I also want steamed buns with vegetables and mushrooms."

Louis had a surprised face: "Don't you not eat shiitake mushrooms?"

Uncle Duan: "How do you know?"

Louis: "...Yaran said it."

The two men washed up in the small bathroom respectively, and the hot temperature in City A began to make people sweat again. Early in the morning, the cicadas outside the window began to sing endlessly, forming one piece.

Louis moved the only chair to the side of the bed, put the soy milk and buns on it: "Eat."

Louis sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, with short hair, giving him a youthful feeling.

Duan Xiaohui was still wearing Louis's pair of Hawaiian-style beach shorts, the waist was a bit tight, which further highlighted the man's well-defined abdominal muscles and sexy mermaid lines, but it looked a bit nondescript.

Assistant Xiao acted quickly, and quickly arranged for the driver, Xiao Zhao, to deliver the clothes.

The two of them finished eating the steamed stuffed bun quietly, and then there were two clicks and a cautious confirmation from the door: "Mr. Duan?"

Duan Xiaohui went to open the door, and was so shocked that Xiao Zhao, who was always calm.The muscles on Xiao Zhao's face twitched, and he quickly lowered his head and handed over his clothes: "Huaihai Road is near, to save time..."

"Okay, I understand." Duan Xiaohui took the clothes and closed the door.

Louis took the cup of soy milk, sat on the edge of the bed and quietly sucked on the straw.

Duan Xiaohui cleared his throat, suddenly he didn't know how to speak.

"Louis..."

"President Duan..."

"You speak first." Duan Xiaohui signaled the other party to speak first.

Louis rubbed his forehead: "I drank a lot of wine last night, I'm sorry if you said something inappropriate or did something inappropriate, please forgive me and forget it."

"Remember?" Duan Xiaohui started to change clothes in front of him, of course the XXL was already armed in the beach shorts.

Louis nodded and shook his head: "I seem to remember a little, but I'm not very clear. Anyway, I'm sorry. You didn't sleep well all night."

"Just keep me up all night, okay?" Duan Xiaohui put on the trousers that fit well, and put on the belt slowly: "Do you remember what you called me? Do you remember holding me to death and not letting me go? Do you still remember pushing me to take a shower, and then visiting with these beach shorts? Or holding my hand and talking about sleeping together..." Duan Xiaohui picked up a navy blue Polo shirt and slipped it in from underneath: "And You rubbed against me and said hard, let me call you Xiaoyi? And that kiss, your response..."

"Don't talk about it." Louis' face turned pale, and he picked the edge of the bed with his fingers: "President Duan, they are all men, although the joke is too much..."

"You know, Louis, it's not suitable for you to use this excuse at all. It's not that I mind, it's that you mind." Duan Xiaohui buckled the first button: "What do you care about?"

Louis dryly tried to defend himself: "Sometimes Zhao Wei and I would hook shoulders and joke around when we drank too much, and he also kissed me..."

"Tongue kiss?" Duan Xiaohui, who was armed, put on his armor again, aggressively: "Can we rub each other hard, and then masturbate?"

"I'm straight, I have a girlfriend, and I like her." Louie clenched his fist.

"Tell it to me, or tell it to yourself, huh?" Duan Xiaohui smiled, and stood in front of Louis in two steps, stretched out his hand through a chair to brush his hair, very affectionately: "Xiao Yi—— —”

"Don't call me that." Louie bounced back.

Duan Xiaohui looked at him quietly for a while: "I won't force you. Think about it these few days. I am on a business trip to Hong Kong at noon. There is an exhibition and a project negotiation. When I come back on September [-]th, we will sit down and talk peacefully. Can we talk?"

Louis' eyes suddenly lit up: "What time do you say you will be back?"

"No. [-]." Duan Xiaohui didn't know what the problem was: "It happens to be Saturday, or if time is tight, you can come back on Friday night."

"No, no, no rush. Saturday will be fine." The cloud that had just weighed on Louis's head dissipated for unknown reasons, and his cheerfulness was a bit abnormal: "Or Sunday."

Duan Xiaohui's cell phone rang suddenly.He glanced at it and pressed it.Then after a few seconds, there was another unrelenting call from the other side.

The voice of the phone in the quiet room was a bit too clear.

The boy's voice was cheerful, like dewdrops on lotus leaves: "Brother, are you coming today? I'll eat it for you next time? Hahaha, isn't this joke funny... No kidding, didn't you praise me last time for green pepper shredded pork noodles Is it cooked well? Do you want to come over? I listened to you. I got up early this morning and went downstairs for a run. I’m getting a little stronger. Come check it out?..."

Duan Xiaohui hung up the phone without saying a word.

Louis turned his head, staring at a mold spot in the corner in a daze.

"I'll go first." Duan Xiaohui hooked the corner of his mouth: "Xiaoyi..."

"Goodbye." Louis answered, even smiling slightly.

[8.29 What the hell happened? ! 】

[2003.8.30 I opened my eyes and saw him, scared to death!My head hurts. Ryan also appeared, and Leng Rui was still in the United States. 9.6 goodbye, goodbye! 】

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On Sunday morning, Louie went downstairs for casserole.

The weather was very hot, and the air conditioner was turned on in the casserole shop. The fat proprietress saw Louis and nodded with a smile: "It's still beef casserole, with fewer fans, right?"

The aftereffects of drunkenness still remain, but they are much better.

At 08:30, it is the time to pick up customers, and the small casserole restaurant is full.

Some people are reading newspapers, and some people are playing fruit machines that drop coins in the corner.If you're lucky, if you put in one yuan, you can get four or five coins out.

Louis is not very good at this. It is said that there are rules to be found. Zhao Wei plays very smoothly and has basically never lost.

Thinking of Zhao Wei, Zhao Wei called: "Hey Xiaoluzi, are you okay? Didn't you get dumped into the river for fish by Boss Duan? Fuck, I don't drink anymore, don't mention how painful it is , I was dead at home all day yesterday. It’s uncomfortable to lie down, and it’s uncomfortable to lie on the sofa. To vomit, I have to sneak around. Show it to my dad. It’s a shoe sole, and I’m not Xiaoqiang..."

"I'm fine." Louis said succinctly, "I'm just a little dizzy."

"You kid is not mean enough. When did you get on the big tree of Boss Dayao? Why didn't you tell your buddies? Then you are still a fool when you are doing woolen wool? I would rather sweep the floor in Dayao than Yuan Cheng have a future."

Louis's casserole came, hot and boiling with small bubbles, pushing up one by one, bursting, and the rising water vapor blurred his glasses.

Louis took off his glasses and put them aside: "I just met by chance, not familiar. I think Yuan Cheng is pretty good and has a bright future."

Zhao Wei hit the nail on the head: "Then you sent your resume to Dayao, didn't you say you voted for Yuancheng? Dude, you still remember the day before the breakup meal, you received a call from Dayao for an interview, and you were so excited. What do you say? Does it change?"

"My casserole is here, let's eat first." Louis had nothing to say, so he could only change the subject: "We'll talk about it another day."

"Hey, there's one more thing." Zhao Wei knew his temper, and was afraid that he would hang up the phone, so he quickly stopped him: "Shen Huan called me. What's the matter, are you two having a fight?"

Louis provoked the fans, shook them off a little bit, and dissipated heat: "It's okay, there's nothing awkward about it."

"You're bluffing!" Zhao Wei raised his voice, "You're crazy to drink on Friday, and Chen Huan called me on Saturday. By the way, you still drank like that, and you were teased by idiot Song. I went to find President Duan's car tires to piss, you two are dogs..."

Louis' wrist trembled, and the fans fell into the pot again, their eyes horrified: "And this thing? Why don't I remember?"

"Mr. Duan didn't mention it to you? That's right, I'm going to save face for you if you lose your share." Zhao Wei marveled: "Louis, I really think Zhao Xiaohui treats you very well. I think you should seize the opportunity and jump to another job." .Your shabby house is hot, is your shabby salary enough, and you have to fall in love, how expensive is it...We have to work hard to be well-off, brother!"

Louis ate a quail egg: "You're right, so, Weizi, help me pay attention to tutoring. Or if there is a Japanese translation job, I can take it if it's simpler."

"You, the dead child fell into the well and is hopeless. Sayunara."