The Law of the Jungle [Entertainment]

Suhang raised his head and looked at Yu Yezhou in amazement, the cream that was not licked off was still on his lips.

But Yu Yezhou stared at Yu Yuan closely.

He couldn't understand what Yu Yuan was saying all of a sudden, and some doubts arose. He only felt that the part of the nerves that commanded the brain was twisted, and it became the kind of thin twist that Zhu Yu likes to eat the most, crunchy. , One bite and it breaks.

Yu Yezhou said coldly: "Shut up, Yu Yuan."

Suhang was tense. He was really afraid that those nerves would be bitten off, and then something would come out of it and eat his brain. He stood up in a trance and said, "I'm going to the bathroom..."

Yu Yezhou looked away, took the coat from Su Hang's hand, nodded, and told him to be careful.

Su Hang walked in a hurry, and when he passed the bar floor, his eyes were dazzled by the overhead light, he couldn't help but staggered a few steps, Yu Yuan's laughter came from behind him, and then he burrowed into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

An Yang kept staring in their direction, seeing Suhang go to the toilet, he also jumped off the high stool.

A man in a striped tie pushed forward and blocked his way.

"doing what?"

The man squeezed a bottle of sparkling wine and said, "Let's talk?"

An Yang wondered what I could talk to you about. He stared eagerly at the door of the bathroom, without even thinking about refusing: "I'm sorry, I've already made an appointment, and I'm waiting for someone."

"The little beauty who went to the bathroom? She must be a starlet, I seem to have seen it on TV, tsk, the real person is better than the TV..." The man praised, seeing An Yang's increasingly irritable expression, Quickly return to the topic, "However, you may not be able to wait."

Only then did An Yang turn his gaze, and carefully looked at the person in front of him. His face was not bad, but a pair of protruding ears ruined his whole face, but he still took the sparkling wine that the man handed him.He wanted to know what the man meant, but he couldn't be very curious, so he asked lightly, "What do you mean?"

"Isn't this obvious? Didn't you see the way he looked at the man next to him? How could you have any fun?" The man stretched out his hand to wrap An Yang's shoulders, "He doesn't care about you, and he won't if you wait any longer Come. Not as good as me..."

An Yang suddenly put on a serious face, stretched out his hand to push away the wine that he had only taken two sips of, and was very unhappy: "I don't want to talk to you, and I don't want to drink your wine anymore, you go away."

Zhao Feng'er was rejected by An Yang, unable to hold back, insisted on touching An Yang's hand: "The kind of starlets look good on the surface, but in fact they are flirts when they go to bed, and they are played by the bosses to death later on. All of them are big loose goods, meaningless at all."

"Who the hell are you calling a slut! You're just loose! Big loose!" An Yang dodged back in anger, waved his hand reflexively and punched the opponent. I don't know if the nose is crooked or not, but the mouth is crooked anyway.After beating him up, he was relieved, but suddenly remembered that he was an artist who had just released his profile, and his manager had said that on the cusp of a storm, he must never cause trouble in public, and even if he did, he must not be recognized by others.

That's why he was a little scared, he didn't know whether to reach out to help the protruding ear first, or to cover his face first.

Who knew that guy hadn't been stunned yet, and when An Yang felt guilty and hesitated, he lifted a glass on the bar counter and swung it at An Yang's forehead.

The scene was instantly chaotic.

An Yang looked at the glass that was about to fall above his head, and the half hideous face with protruding ears exposed through the glass. His first thought was to protect his face. After all, the face is the one who eats and cannot be hurt, but he I also sadly thought that if this glass thing really fell, how could it not hurt my face.

It's really telling the teacher to die before he wins, so that the flesh and blood will be full...

The most important thing is that I have to go to the hospital to drink medicine before I have a drink with Brother Hang. I don’t know if I need stitches if I have been pierced by broken glass. would find him ugly.

The more he thought about it, the more miserable he was, he didn't even notice that in the back of the corridor, Brother Hang, whom he was thinking about, pushed open the door of the bathroom and came out.

Suhang washed his hands and adjusted his breath. When he looked up, he saw that the hall was in a mess. The little singer was surrounded by people in a daze, and the flute-shaped champagne glass was about to fall.Between the bar area and the booth area, there are intermittent sections of black glazed screen walls, which look like a sharp mirror in the dimly lit bar.

He took two quick steps towards An Yang, and the black jewel-like glaze flashed across his eyes.

It was only at this moment that he stopped as if he was frozen, and the surrounding time and space seemed to be still.

There were noisy voices, noisy ears, men and women surging in front of his eyes, he saw limbs of different colors, he saw An Yang covering his head to hide, he saw a long island iced tea poured on the edge of the bar, he saw a bag full of Messy footprints.

Anyway, it's messy, and I don't think it's more messy.

There was a bang in his head, and time reset again.

An Yang had sharp eyes, looked up and saw Su Hang, and shouted, "Brother Hang!"

But it wasn't Suzhou and Hangzhou who went, it was a strange young man, wearing a white shirt and black vest that is common in bars, he rushed up and hugged An Yang, and clasped his furious ear with his other hand. The man suffered from pain, then A wine glass fell out of his hand and shattered on the ground.

An Yang looked at his "face-saving benefactor" with tears in his eyes, and recognized at a glance that this person was behind the bar just now mixing drinks for him, and the name "JO" was written on the nameplate on his chest.

The young man was very strong, clamping the man's arms, but his face was exceptionally pleasant. If it weren't for the obvious anger hidden in his voice, no one might have taken him seriously.Such a person is either accustomed to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or he is a smiling tiger at all.

Su Hang didn't know what kind of bartender he was, but what he knew was that someone who could laugh like Yu Yuan was definitely a pervert.

"I'm sorry sir, we are a serious bar here, we don't buy or sell by force, and fights are not allowed." The bartender who rescued An Yang said.

Yeah, this is a serious bar.

But some people are born to do unscrupulous things.

Suhang turned his head and saw the booth he had just left, and Yu Yuan sat beside Yu Yezhou at some point.Although Su Hang is a little short-sighted, he is never blind. If you read correctly, the two brothers are clearly in a "serious" bar that even imports ingredients by air from abroad. The gap time between the two.

--kiss? !

Those unresolved doubts seem to have been answered satisfactorily, even the trembling nerves in the brain have stabilized, even Yu Yezhou can help him with such things as oral sex, but he refuses to give him a kiss for three years The reasons have been found.

During the riot, someone yelled in a standard northeastern accent: "Fuck your mother!"

A martini glass flew from a distance, but failed to hit An Yang and the bartender accurately. It hit Su Hang on the back of the head with a perfect parabolic posture... Standing in the middle, disaster comes from the sky.But Suhang was not angry, he felt that the sentence "fuck your mother" just now was too appropriate, and he yelled out his heart.

He also wanted to yell "fuck you!"

Yu Yezhou turned his back to him, but Yu Yuan saw Suhang. He hooked Yu Yezhou's shoulder and smiled shamelessly at Suhang.

After pushing Yu Yuan away, Mr. Yu seemed to feel something, turned around suddenly, and saw Su Hang standing in front of a black glazed screen wall with broken ice patterns hidden, everyone around was moving, only he was standing still. Standing on the spot, it was as cold as a sculpture.The wall was black, and the suit he was wearing was also black, only the cuffs and neckline showed a little pure white, which made his face look stern and indifferent.

"Su..."

Su Hang turned his head and walked out.

Yu Yezhou grabbed the overcoat left by Suhang and followed him out. The two walked to the parking space one after another. Suhang held the door of the Bentley and began to take off his suit, as if he was taking off a layer that should have been discarded, but was going too far. In the nostalgia and hesitation, the skin gradually became smelly, rotten and extremely disgusting.

He took off his suit jacket and reached for his belt.

Yu Yezhou clasped his hand: "What are you doing?"

Suhang was quiet, then suddenly raised his face and smiled slightly: "I'm a little drunk, can you take me home, Mr. Yu?"

"..." Looking at Suhang's abnormal smile, Yu Yezhou didn't dare to refuse.

After getting in the car, Suhang immediately took out the check that he had negotiated before, took out a signature pen from the glove box, and put the check on his knee and began to write.Yu Yezhou looked at it a few times, but he didn't see it too clearly. Anyway, he saw a lot of zeros.

After a while, as expected, Suhang held up the check to him and said, "Mr. Yu, it's been more than half an hour tonight, and you touched me a total of 130 times, but you bought me a drink and sent me home. Then I will give you 32 strokes for free...so you have to pay this amount, can you see it clearly?"

Yu Yezhou glanced at it, 250 million... ten thousand, really expensive.

This is scolding.

However, Yu Yezhou's name had already been signed on the check, and Su Hang just showed him a glance, not wanting to leave him room for bargaining, and immediately put it in his pocket.

The road back was silent, the car was in good condition, and the sound of the engine could hardly be heard, so any movement in the car would be amplified, which made the atmosphere even more heavy and embarrassing. Yu Yezhou coughed twice, and casually searched for a few words Suhang turned out to be uncharacteristically, stopped picking up the stalks, and just turned his head to look at the snow on the bald treetops outside the window.

Until Ben Lian safely parked downstairs in the Suhang Apartment.

He asked softly: "Yu Yuan... is also a rabbit, isn't it?"

"..." Yu Yezhou didn't answer, but subconsciously touched the cigarette from the armrest box.

Seeing that he didn't touch it for a long time, Su Hang took out the cigarette for him, lit it, and said, "Today's milkshake is very sweet, and the wine is also delicious."

Yu Yezhou looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth, the smoke was hazy, Su Hang's face was a little pale in the smoky mist, his breathing was slightly quickened by the smell of alcohol above him, making his chest heave slightly, he just wanted to say something "As long as you like it," was interrupted by the sound of Suhang opening the door.

Suhang waited for him to swallow the cigarette before calmly saying: "Well... goodbye, Mr. Yu." After that, he tightly closed his lips, picked up his clothes, opened the car door and went straight upstairs .

Yu Yezhou watched his back gradually disappear into the corridor, but the phrase "goodbye" stayed in his ears for a long time, and he refused to let go. The silence and silence magnified little by little in his ears. Suddenly, at the door of the building where he was, he felt a sense of panic, like a heart rhythm disorder caused by drinking too much coffee.

When he thought that Suhang would yell at him as a "bastard", "two hundred and five", a stinky cat who "licked his paws without washing his hands", and "digged holes when he went to the toilet", Suhang actually praised him for the milkshake he recommended Delicious, and said "goodbye" to him!

Why did Suzhou and Hangzhou say "goodbye"?

Even if Suhang said goodbye, what real impact would it have on him, Yu Yezhou?He will still show up in Fang Zi's office tomorrow, still use the resources the company recruited for him to hang out in the entertainment circle, still rely on him as the big boss, and still look up and down in the company.

He has such unquestionable power to control the life and death of Suhang, and even as long as he gives an order, he can completely block Suhang.

Yes, it can be seen that this "goodbye" is meaningless at all.

Yu Yezhou smoked the cigarette until there was only one butt left, and the sparks burned the cotton in the cigarette holder. He suddenly took out his mobile phone, found the phone number that he hadn't called for a long time, and sent a text message: "Remember to wash the suit before washing it. return."

1 minute, 2 minutes, not even a reply. In the past, as long as it was his text message, Suhang would reply within a few seconds. So fast that Yu Yezhou thought that he was holding his mobile phone 24 hours a day, waiting for his text message.

"...It's against him." Yu Yezhou said sullenly, and took another cigarette out of the cigarette case.

The land price of this community is not very high, but because of the excellent property management company, strict security, and complete facilities, it can also be called a high-end apartment. Signed artists rent apartments, one is cheap, and the other is easy management.

Those who can go out and buy a house by themselves are already popular.

Most of the little lovers that Yu Yezhou took care of in the past also lived here, but he has never gone upstairs or entered anyone's apartment. For him, the house here is small and crowded, and everyone is piled up like building blocks. Together, it seems that you can't stretch your arms and legs, let alone engage in any activities inside.

What fun can there be in such a place?

Not to mention that Yu Yezhou is narrow-minded and only thinks about piston movement. Otherwise, what would he do to support a starlet? Instead of going to bed, use it to play emotional games?You need someone to believe you when you say it.

He smoked three cigarettes unknowingly, causing the whole car to smell of smoke. Yu Yezhou opened the car door to ventilate, then waved his hand to dispel the smell in front of his nose. Looking at the time, almost half had passed Hour.

Suhang is still not...Suhang is back!

Yu Yezhou's eyes lit up, and he was suddenly excited, but soon this inexplicable feeling was forcibly suppressed by himself, and the previous sense of panic gradually subsided. He didn't delve into it and quickly pulled down the menu , click into the information software.

Suhang replied, "Would you like to come up and have some tea?"

Not even punctuation.

The author has something to say:

Bye my friend, bye my friend, bye my friend, bye bye, bye bye!

Wuli Tutu is going to be eaten cold... Bah, it's the White Rabbit King Kong!

and you call brother taro ball, do you agree to burn jelly grass?

In addition, the amount of information in this chapter may be a bit large, but don’t worry, let’s break it down a little bit... Ge Mao’s family still has a lot of chrysalis, and we will put them one by one slowly (what), and tomorrow’s chrysalis will be named "Gate" Here, please roll this way", nicknamed "Don't pick up gold masters in the trash can".

And by the way, comparing the current copywriting with the previous one, which one do you like?Because I saw a little fairy saying that the new copywriting is not cute QAQ...

And it’s almost Chinese New Year and there are quite a lot of things to be busy, and the saved manuscripts have been leaked to the end. If there are a lot of things in the near future, maybe it will be updated every other day_(:з」∠)_, but I will work hard to strive for daily updates. !

Everyone!