can you tease me

Zhang Ming and his party came to a hot pot restaurant near the company.

This hot pot restaurant is at a crossroads with a relatively large flow of people, and the base material inside is relatively sufficient, so the business is booming.

Several people ordered a spicy pot and a table of dishes, ready to let go of their bellies and have a big meal.

"Xiao Ming, did you have any good things these two days? Tell me, did you have a little girlfriend? Come and talk to us." Zhou Zidan poured a glass of beer for Zhang Ming with a smile.

"Old Zhou, are you trying to trick me by pouring wine for me? You are so courteous." Zhang Ming smiled and moved the wine aside, fished out the overcooked meat from the pot, and ate it into his stomach.

"Xiao Ming, you see that what you said is not authentic. What do you mean by tricking you? My brother is thinking of you. Besides, you have been smiling all these two days. It seems that you are in a good mood." Zhou Zidan He picked up the cup, winked with Liu Xing, clinked the cups, and drank in one gulp.

"Well, I can't say no to you. I really have nothing to do. If I had a situation, would I still sit here and eat with you? I really admire your imagination." Zhang Ming started from the red pot I picked up a few pieces of meat and put them in a bowl.

"Come, come, drink. Let's not get drunk tonight...Xiao Ming, you have to drink too." Liu Xing said and poured another glass for everyone.

Zhang Ming was a bit evasive, "You all know that I can't drink, so I'll just have a drink, how about it?"

Zhou Zidan and Liu Xing looked at each other quietly, "No, at least two glasses."

Fu Zixu sat aside and ate quietly, but in fact Fu Zixu listened to their conversation in his heart.

Zhang Ming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Okay, just two cups, that's too much, I guess I'll be staying here tonight."

"Okay, okay, then two cups."

Seeing that their plan was successful, Zhou Zidan and Liu Xing were just about to scoop up the meat in the pot, but they found it was gone.

"Xiao Ming, you are too quick to attack, right? You don't even want to save some for your buddies."

"It can't be helped. Isn't there a saying that the first strike is the best, and the last strike will suffer? Besides, isn't there another plate?" Zhang Ming's face was slightly red from eating hot pot, and his lips were a little shiny under the light .

"Okay, I admit defeat." Zhou Zidan hurriedly waved his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Just when Zhang Ming was about to eat something, there was an extra plate in front of him, and there were many slices of meat wrapped in red oil on it.

Zhang Ming looked at Fu Zixu with suspicious eyes, "Eat it, I don't like meat very much." Then he started to fish vegetables from the pot.

"Old Fu, you are a bit out of place. Brother, I am also very hungry, why don't you give it to me. You are naked/naked/naked discrimination." Zhou Zidan watched the pieces of meat fall to Zhang In Ming's mouth, he deliberately found fault.

Fu Zixu picked up the wine glass, "I will punish myself with two glasses."

Zhang Ming felt that the atmosphere froze suddenly, and said hurriedly: "Didn't I just want to drink two cups, I will drink now, but you have to take me back later, do you hear me?"

After two cups, Zhang Ming felt like he was about to float up, like stepping on cotton, soft and light.

"Drink first, I'll go to the bathroom." Zhang Ming stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

When Zhang Ming came out of the bathroom, he felt tight, and his hands were grabbed.

"Hey, you have tender skin and tender flesh, red lips and white teeth, are you interested in playing with your brother?" A drunk man grabbed Zhang Ming's arm and looked at Zhang Ming wretchedly.

"Damn it, let go. If you don't let go, I'll call the police. You're a pervert." Looking at the drunk man's wretched smile, Zhang Ming felt disgusted.

"Oh, little brother, you really frightened my brother, but my brother likes you as a tough guy." As if to kiss Zhang Ming.

"Hey, if you dare to hit me, believe it or not, I will kill you." The drunk man spat out the blood from his mouth and glared at Fu Zixu viciously.

"Old Fu, why are you here?" Zhang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Zixu coming, and felt much more at ease in an instant, but he also felt a little worried.

After all, the drunk is a muscular man. Although Fu Zixu has the advantage in height, he is weak in weight.

"I think you haven't come back for a long time, I'm a little worried, so I'll come and see first." Fu Zixu looked back at Zhang Ming, with a bit of concern in his eyes.

"Old Fu, good brother." Zhang Ming patted Fu Zixu on the shoulder.

"Hey, look at this brotherly brother. You can't be gay, you look at you, you must be a victim, then you must be attacking." The drunk man wiped the dripping from the corner of his mouth blood, eyes kept looking at the two of them.

Fu Zixu frowned tightly when he heard this, and punched the drunk man a few more times. Naturally, the drunk also took advantage of his weight, and Fu Zixu was inevitably injured as well.

Although Fu Zixu looked thin and weak, he hit some relatively fragile parts of the human body with a punching style.

Gradually the drunk fell into a weak position, and Fu Zixu's eyes seemed to be stained with madness, and he became more and more energetic.

"Old Fu, stop hitting, let's go. If you hit again, you will die." Zhang Ming rushed up and hugged Fu Zixu's waist.

Fu Zixu stopped when he heard Zhang Ming's voice.

Fu Zixu kicked the man twice again, and then left with Zhang Ming.

"You wait for me." The drunk man lay on the ground, not forgetting to speak viciously.

"Zhang Ming, what's the matter, old Fu?" Liu Xing saw the wound on Fu Zixu's face, and rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to fight.

"Old Fu got into a fight with someone just because of me." Zhang Ming lowered his head.

"What's going on, please explain clearly. Tell me who it is, and I'll go find him." Liu Xing lifted his pants, wiped his mouth, and walked out with a beer bottle.

"Liu Xing, stop, let's go back first, we'll talk later." Fu Zixu had already calmed down.

Perhaps it was Fu Zixu's composure, the calmness in his bones, which always had a convincing feeling.

Zhou Zidan snatched the beer bottle from Liu Xing, pressed his shoulders, and made him sit down, "Liu Xing, what do you want to do? You still want to find someone to fight with. We are college students. Not hooligans."

Liu Xing lowered his head sullenly and stopped talking.

"Let's go back first." Fu Zixu swept the three of them and said calmly.

The next night, just as Zhang Ming was packing up his things and getting ready to leave work, a bright color suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Zhang Ming, come to my office." A numb voice came from above Zhang Ming's head.

Zhang Ming put his things aside and followed Jian Chen into his office.

"Where are we going to eat today?" Jian Chen put one hand on the table, looked at Zhang Ming and asked.

Zhang Ming scratched his head, just revealing a bruise, "Anything is fine."

Jian Chen saw it keenly at once, frowned slightly, stood up straight, pulled Zhang Ming into his arms, and grabbed Zhang Ming's hand.

"What happened to your hand?" Jian Chen asked in a deep voice.

"It's okay, I just knocked it accidentally." Zhang Ming was about to retract his hand in a hurry, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look directly into Jian Chen's gaze.

"Hmm~" The voice was slightly suspicious, "I'll ask again, what's going on."

"Uh, it was just last night... when we were eating together... I was grabbed by a drunk man, he said some dirty words, and then Fu Zixu came and beat the drunk man..." Zhang Ming said more and more Whisper.

Jian Chen's face darkened as he listened, "Where is it?" There was obvious anger in his voice.

"Bone soup hot pot." Zhang Ming felt inexplicably apprehensive when he heard Jian Chen's voice, although he knew it wasn't aimed at him.

Jian Chen obviously also felt Zhang Ming's fear, "Baby, don't be afraid that I'm here." He said softly to Zhang Ming, hugged Zhang Ming tightly, and rested his chin on Zhang Ming's head .

"Don't think about it, let's go eat, shall we?" Jian Chen was afraid that his anger would frighten Zhang Ming, so he tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"En." Zhang Ming glanced at Jian Chen and nodded.

After the two had dinner, Jian Chen sent Zhang Ming back.

"Ming, good night. See you tomorrow." When Zhang Ming was about to open the car door and get off, Jian Chen held his hand.

"Well. Be careful on the road."

After Zhang Ming left, Jian Chen took out his mobile phone, "Xiao Yu, go to the bone soup hot pot to find the person who moved Zhang Ming, and then make his hand immobilized forever." The voice was light, but creepy .

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