He wags his tail when he sees me

"So, you're showing off your rich emotional experience to them again?" Jiang Junchen frowned solemnly while drinking plain water in the small private room of the bar, and said to Jiang Che, "Your 82-year-old Lafite is a bit bland. "

"Crazy you!" Jiang Che grabbed his collar, his eyes were swollen from crying, and he shouted hoarsely, "The little chrysanthemum hair that I have been protecting for 30 years has been opened by someone. You are still here with me! It’s a question of whether the Lafite in 82 was light or not!”

"Who told you to flirt with others? You can't lose a lot of rice by stealing chickens." Jiang Junchen put down the boiled water in his hand and wiped his face that was drowned by Jiang Che's spittle. Do you know that you are face-blind? It’s all right now, and it’s useless for you to tell me that he’s gone.”

"When I catch him, I must make him kneel down and kowtow to me!" Jiang Che became more and more sad as he spoke, lit a cigarette for himself, and took a deep puff, "It's that bastard Yi Wentao, who said I said Those flirtatious words are all bluffing, and you ask me if I am a virgin?"

"What's wrong with being a virgin? I don't want to lose face?"

"So you went to the bar to tease a little wolf dog?"

"What little wolf dog, he obviously looks like a little milk dog, and he still smells like milk, who knows..." Speaking of this, Jiang Che felt unwilling again, and gritted his teeth, "Hmph, after taking a sip of wine, he'll be like a changeling." like a person."

"I said, Mr. President, can you be more prudent when you are old? This kind of romantic debt should be less troublesome." Jiang Junchen continued to sip the boiled water on the table, wondering whether this 82-year-old Lafite has expired up?

"Hmph, if I calm down, I won't be fucked?"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Jiang Che continued to lie on the sofa drunk and dreamy.

"I actually changed from a 1 to a 0! The discounts are not so harsh!"

Last night was Jiang Che's 30th birthday, which was celebrated one day earlier. A group of rich kids gathered to celebrate Jiang Che's birthday in a nightclub. Several bottles of Remy Martin and Hennessy were opened. Jiang Che said something romantic.

Jiang Che prides himself on being suave and suave, that is, walking among thousands of flowers without even touching his body. At this moment, the beautiful woman is hugging left and right and talking, and what she says is true. Only Jiang Che himself knows that he is still a virgin, saying The more you eat, the more painful your heart will be.

During the intermission, Jiang Che drank a few cups and rushed to the toilet to relieve himself. When he came out, he saw Yi Wentao blocking himself in the corridor around the corner, "Jiang Che, it's been a long time, so you have nothing to say to me?"

"What can I say to you?"

Jiang Che sighed in his heart, he really didn't want to invite this plague god, but his mother shook his hand when sending the message.

"Jiang Che," Yi Wentao stretched out his hand, blocking Jiang Che in a corner, "You are playing with fire."

"...you are poisonous."

Jiang Che looked down at him, "I told you to stop reading the president's articles that only little girls read. You still don't listen. I'm shorter than me and I'm so shameless."

"Are you just two centimeters shorter? And I don't allow you to slander my preferences." He withdrew his hand and leaned on the railing, "Honestly, although you have talked in a flashy way, I think you are a person who doesn't like others. The hairy boy who slept in bed."

"Shit, you are jealous of me!"

Oops!Jiang Che was furious, so he complained, paid the money and left to go to the bar.

On his 30th birthday, he wanted to give himself a birthday present, which was to find someone for a one-night stand.

right!He's going to have a one-night stand today, and he's going to get rid of the title of virgin today!

He still thought so last night, but in the end, the birthday gift was to open a bud for himself.

"Fuck!"

"Damn it," Jiang Junchen was so frightened by Jiang Che that he choked on drinking water, "You scared me!"

Jiang Che put Jiang Junchen's shoulders and shook, "I can't do it anymore, the anger in my heart is surging."

"You're going to be unable to restrain your prehistoric power, are you?"

"You let me face it head-on. I'm too unwilling. I can't take it anymore. If this continues, I will go crazy! I can't stand this grievance!"

"Crazy," Jiang Junchen said with great strength, and pushed Jiang Che to the ground with a flick of his hand, "You are sick, and I have no medicine."

"The world is dark, and the milk dogs are all fake." Jiang Che fell to the ground and died, pointing at the sky and cursing, "Why is it so difficult for me not to be a virgin! Damn it! Even God is jealous of my beauty."

"In a sense," Jiang Junchen stared at Jiang Che on the ground, "you are no longer a virgin."

"Get lost!" Jiang Che picked up the wine bottle on the table and took a sip, "You don't even want to drink my 82-year-old Lafite, you stinky thing that has no brotherhood in its eyes."

"...I understand, this is not Lafite from 82, this is actually mouthwash from 82, right?"

"Puff... vomit—"