Against the current Hengdao

On the white sand beach of Santa Monica, the line in front of the Chinese pancake cart seems to be getting longer, bypassing the paddle board rental booth, the line is about to extend into the sea.

The number of diners suddenly increased. Either the taste of the pancakes improved or the size and portion were increased, or the boss who sold the pancakes was rare and more in line with the tastes of diners.

Standing in the window of the pancake cart was this handsome black-haired Chinese man in a tight black vest.

Hot white gas came out from the pan. Captain Xue took off a baked pancake with his fingers that were not afraid of the heat, turned it over, and then brushed a few sweet noodle sauces and hot sauces on the pancake.

Liang Youhui stretched his head from behind Xue Qian, grinning: "Is it going to work, brother? Let me do it, I'm more proficient than you!"

"Are you more proficient than me?" Xue Qian worked with his eyes downcast, and sneered, "Where is the flavor of these pancakes? Where are you from?"

Liang Youhui said in a serious manner: "I haven't done anything else in the past few months. I usually practice making pancakes! I did it!"

Xue Qian felt a little emotional: "You don't practice any advanced skills."

Liang Youhui said: "It's the easiest way to get money!

"Look, that's it, soybean noodles mixed with mung bean noodles, deep-fried dough sticks, deep-fried crispy fried dough sticks, eggs, shallots, and sweet noodle sauce. A pancake costs only one dollar. I sell it for eight dollars, and I can earn seven dollars by selling one. I sell hundreds of sets a day. ..."

Liang Youhui put his head under Xue Qian's ear, quietly calculating his business experience.

There was a smile on Xue Qian's lips: "Eight dollars, you're black enough."

Liang Youhui: "Hey, there is no business without treachery!"

Xue Qian did not express his real emotion: Young Master Liang, who used to spend a lot of money in the feasting and feasting Splendid Royal Club, looking for pleasure, getting drunk and spending money like water, is now counting on his fingers, selling a pancake to earn seven dollars, a Can I earn enough rent and living expenses every month?

Liang Youhui added: "I'm only here on weekends. I don't usually come. I hire a few foreign students to help me with the work. I still have a serious job to support my family!"

Liang Youhui works in a company owned by a high-end wine distributor, and is responsible for the public relations and sales of wine trade to China.

The job was simply perfect for him.Young Master Liang is usually not good at doing those cutting-edge and delicate tasks. It is rare to have a beautiful face and a mouth that can fool.If you let him sit in an office and do technical work, he can't sit still, but if you let this person go out to chat with other people at the dinner table and brush his face, he is good at it, like a fish in water!This is one.

Second, Young Master Liang also has a bit of petty bourgeois taste. The days when he was rich and luxurious were not in vain. He knows the high-end red wine market very well. He talks to various domestic distributors and bosses about import business, and he speaks eloquently.

He himself once opened several bottles of famous wine in the cellar in one night, and signed a bill of 80 yuan without blinking an eye.

Now he watched those bosses wave their hands in front of him and sign a contract worth over [-] million yuan without changing their faces.

Some people still knew Young Master Liang, and they asked him with great interest, "How is your father doing now?"

Liang Youhui said: "My dad is just like that. No matter what happens to him, I still have to live to make ends meet."

Some people have cheap sympathy mixed with contempt: "Success, seeing that you are honest in your business, I will sign with you."

Liang Youhui said: "Uncle, don't worry, I am optimistic about the market of these brands, and we can make this business bigger in the future. If you have money, let's make money together."

Captain Xue's rough hands with gun calluses are very good at fighting and arresting people, but his work of baking pancakes is a little rough, and his skills are indeed not as good as that of Young Master Liang.

He baked the bad pancakes, so he stacked them and ate them himself.

Liang Youhui couldn't help but laugh: "Brother, there is no such thing as you, how much did you eat this morning?"

Xue Qian devoured his food, and swallowed a pancake in a few mouthfuls: "What's the matter, are you still reluctant to eat some of your pancakes?"

"Great!" Liang Youhui looked Officer Xue up and down, "My stomach is bulging."

Xue Qian subconsciously puffed up his chest and tucked in his stomach, trying to make himself look more handsome.This time, the line outlined under the close-fitting vest is more eye-catching, showing a broad chest.

Liang Youhui was chewing two green onions beside him: "Tsk...brother...it's really big."

Xue Qian: "What's so big?"

Liang Youhui whispered, "The chest muscles are really big."

Xue Qian: "..."

Xue Qian: "You fucking eat less green onions, it tastes too good in your mouth!"

Liang Youhui: "Scallions are delicious——"

Xue Qian: "I smell something special!"

Liang Youhui had a shameless "hehe" and said, "Don't worry, brother, I used dental floss to rinse my mouth before I kissed you."

At the pancake "Young Master" food truck booth, such a heavy-flavored pancake "Master" came, and the diners who lined up were also interested, especially those foreign girls with heavy flavors.One or two blond-haired girls took the initiative to talk to Officer Xue, bought pancakes and lingered, standing in front of the window, lingering from bottom to top with the chest and abdominal muscles of the sexy black-haired man.

The blond girl's voice was charming and deep: "Handsome guy—does he know Chinese Kung Fu?"

Without raising his eyelids, Xue Qian asked someone behind him in a low voice, "What did she say? Is it spicy or not?"

Liang Youhui said: "Americans can't eat spicy food, don't want spicy food. She asked you, how are you doing in bed?"

Xue Qian scolded: "Fuck, tell that little coquettish bitch, I'm doing a great job, if you want to try, just let the horse come over!"

"She doesn't dare to try, I'll try, brother, just let me go..." Liang Youhui licked the corner of his mouth, turned to talk nonsense to the blond girl outside the window, "How can you not know Chinese Kung Fu! Jeet Kune Dao, Wing Chun, Bruce Lee, Huang Feihong, just like what you saw in the movie, my buddy is amazing, and I have to win the Sanda championship in amateur competitions!"

The Sanda champion in a certain competition within the police circle is also true, not bragging.

The blond girl was very interested, and her eyes pulled out charming arcs: "Let your buddy come out and teach him some Chinese Kung Fu, we want to learn too!"

"Sure, let me ask him." Liang Youhui turned to his brother Xue and said, "Brother, this girl said, you have single eyelids and I have double eyelids, and you have a big mouth and a small mouth. She wants to know, what is that thing in our crotch?" Whose size is bigger!"

The set of pancakes in Captain Xue's hand couldn't last anymore, he glanced at the blond girl, and then glared at Liang Youhui: "Fuck, tell her the truth, who is older?!"

Captain Xue thinks that this English is stubborn, and he didn't understand a word of the foreign girl's west coast accent. Liang Youhui's shoulders trembled with joy, and he blinked a pair of peachy eyes at Captain Xue: "Which one of us is older? I forgot."

Xue Qian slightly filed the back molars: "Wait, I will go back later, brother will teach you, who is older."

Liang Youhui turned his face to greet the foreign girl again, and said with a smile: "My buddies are just cold-tempered and boring, I will teach you Chinese kung fu later on!"

The foreign girl in the three-point style walked towards the beach, and greeted Master Liang with her palms hooked: "Come on, handsome guy, let's go play the beach motorcycle~~"

Liang Youhui said to Xue Qian again: "Those girls said that they invited me to the bar for a drink, that I was very handsome, like Leonardo DiCaprio who hadn't gained weight when he was young-brother, you say I'm the same as you?" Are they going or not?"

Xue Qian threw the small shovel with which he spread the pancakes into the bucket for washing pots.

Slutty, looking for fuck?

Xue Qian pinched Young Master Liang's neck, avoiding the sight of the small window of the dining car, turned into the rear compartment, and threw him into the hard iron compartment, causing Liang Youhui to yelp.Xue Qian immediately rubbed up and bit Liang Youhui's lips, gnawing and biting, and used the stubble of his chin to grind out a smoky possessive desire.

Liang Youhui was gnawed until he yelled "Woooooo" and groped Captain Xue's body restlessly.

Xue Qian rubbed Liang Youhui's handsome face, and threatened, "Would you like another one?"

Do you think I can't hear you chatting with those blond goblins?I'm too lazy to know your level of knowledge, are you still embarrassed?

Liang Youhui said with a playful smile, "My good brother, don't dare to mess around."

Xue Qian reached down and pinched Young Master Liang's crotch: "Can't hold it anymore?"

Liang Youhui shook his head hastily: "Brother, you haven't given the order to start, so I'll hold back obediently."

Xue Qian showed a smile, and said with a sneer: "Tell me, who is older?"

Liang Youhui beamed and said, "Maybe one of us has grown in size again. We haven't seen each other for several months. Let's compare again?"

Xue Qian squinted at this person, really couldn't hold back, and leaned closer to Liang Youhui's face: "Brother can't hold back anymore...Let's compare again."

……

Captain Xue had a rough voice with a smell of fireworks, but whenever he uttered a sentence or two that seduced people's hearts, Liang Youhui's crotch would be hot at that time.

The pancake cart was thrown to the foreign students who were helping as part-time workers, and Liang Youhui took Captain Xue to the house.

Xue Qian withdrew an arm, hugged Young Master Liang, and said in a low voice, "Where is home? Which street?"

Liang Youhui said: "Out of the beach park, just walk two blocks."

Xue Qian: "It's a good place to pick, isn't the rent expensive?"

Liang Youhui nodded: "It's really not cheap, it's convenient! Besides, to open a food truck for business, you have to choose a place with a large number of customers, and you can't bear the venue fee and rent, so you can't get customers."

Xue Qian tilted his head to look at Young Master Liang, nodded as well, pinched the young master's face, knowing how hard it is to work hard in a foreign country.

The two of them hooked their shoulders, leaned against each other and squeezed each other. They forgot to look at the traffic lights when they were walking, and they dared to cross the road when the lights were red.

A pick-up truck slammed on the brakes beside them, and the driver opened the window and swore.Captain Xue turned his head to look at the truck driver, gestured apologetically, then dragged Young Master Liang over arrogantly, and slapped Liang Youhui hard on the face.

Finally going abroad, you can do whatever you want without any scruples, and the emotions that have been suppressed by each other for a long time are vented at this moment.On the street in a foreign country, no one knew the two of them. Liang Youhui put his arm around Captain Xue's hand and rubbed it from waist to buttocks, boldly touching the tiger's buttocks.Xue Qian stared at this man full of intimidation: "You can touch it vigorously. You remember how many times you touch it. After you touch it a few times, I will fuck you a few times."

Liang Youhui shivered all over, "Oh my god, I've touched it a dozen times! Brother, you have to fuck me a dozen times today, let me count it for you."

Xue Qian: "..."

Why did I miss you today.