The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

7.

Qin Cang went to Mei Se, changed into the uniform of the bartender, white shirt and black Xibei, stood behind the bar, spread out the bartending props one by one, and prepared to have a big fight.

When he was in a bad mood, bartending became a way for him to adjust his mood.

It was getting late, and many guests came one after another.Qin Cang's wrist fluttered, and a variety of cocktails lined up on the bar counter, attracting applause from the onlookers.

Several mature and beautiful women sat in front of the bar, very interested in the little fresh meat in front of them.Hand-picked handsome young men to mix drinks, and they had a drink to give Qin Cang a drink.

Qin Cang was distraught, thinking that it was rare to be indulgent, and it would be an easy and trouble-free way to get rid of his worries with wine.

Therefore, Qin Cang was very cooperative, and he never refused to come, allowing three smeared women to grab his hands and flirt with him, which made several sisters feel elated.

On the way Qin Cang was dragged into the private room, the manager Lin Feng even came to him and asked him, "Brother Qin, if you don't want to, I'll push it for you."

Qin Cang said: "It's just to play with my sisters, just a few glasses of wine, can you still drink me down? Besides, can I still suffer?"

The manager glanced at the three women in the private room. They were well-dressed with meticulous makeup and high-quality bags and jewelry. They should be rich ladies who came out to have fun. I think Brother Qin will be fine.

If something happened to Brother Qin in the place he managed, then he could only raise his head and ask Master Qin for his guilt.

The woman in the private room shouted impatiently: "Little handsome guy, come in quickly, the sisters are dying of thirst."

Qin Cang held a tray, threw a sentence "Don't worry" to Lin Feng, and pushed the door open.

He didn't think about fooling around with these battle-tested women, but he was in a panic and wanted to find something to distract him.

He is young, straightforward and straightforward, and he is hard to guard against people.While he was not paying attention, a woman secretly poured the strong white wine used for mixing into a glass. The strong wine, red wine, and beer were mixed with a depth charge, and she coaxed him to pour it into his stomach with a laugh, a rowdy voice and a coquettish coquetry.

After a few rounds, he felt a little dizzy even though he was confident, his body felt like he was floating in the air, and his mood became particularly joyful.He grabbed the neckline, feeling his mouth was dry, his body was covered with fine sweat, and the clothes wrapped around him were extremely uncomfortable.He reached out and grabbed the bow tie off, took off the Sibei, and unbuttoned it to his chest, revealing his bumpy collarbone and strong chest muscles.

In all fairness, I really can't tell that it's a boy's body, it's completely a male body exuding strong hormones, and it's all sexy and sensual.

The lights in the room were dim and smoky, and the multicolored lights at the top spun and landed on Qin Cang's face, his handsome facial features looming in the flickering light.

He sank drowsily on the sofa, feeling someone lying on his chest, the strong smell of perfume stirred up the wine and food in his stomach, and he almost vomited.He wanted to push the woman away, but his hands felt so weak that he couldn't lift them up.

It seemed that someone opened the door and came in. He blinked hard, and watched the familiar figure slowly approaching, dragged him from the sofa, and walked out with his arms.

He staggered, and took advantage of the situation to press his whole body on the man, causing the man's knees to go limp, and he almost fell down.

I am drunk!Qin Cang thought.Drunk people can act unreliably, and drunk people can't control themselves, so they can indulge.As he thought about it, he hung his head on the man's shoulder, with a faint lemon-like fragrance lingering in his nostrils.

Yes, this is my young master, my brother, and my favorite Wen Ziqian.

Wen Ziqian supported him with all his strength, freed up a hand to push his head, and said in disgust, "Keep it away, it stinks to death."

The manager said cautiously from the side: "Young Master Wen, don't tell Master Qin about this today, I'm done if you tell me."

Wen Ziqian raised his eyes with serious eyes, and said: "He is young, he is foolish and ignorant, after all, you are an old man under Master Qin, are you also ignorant?"

The manager hurriedly apologized: "I won't do it next time, Young Master Wen. Or, let's go to the VIP room to rest for a while."

Wen Ziqian and the manager carried Qin Cang to the VIP room on the top floor. Compared with the noisy downstairs, it seemed like two worlds.The red carpet spreads out to the depths, and the walls on both sides are inlaid with crystal murals, which are two nude women piled up with crystals. Their snow-white bodies glisten under the light, luxurious and sexy.

Wen Ziqian came up for the first time, and he knew that this was the place for those adults to vent their anger.

Occasionally, laughter came from the private room, mixed voices of men and women gasping permeated the air, and the air was filled with urges that made people blush and ears irritated.

Wen Ziqian only felt the heat in his ears, and supported Qin Cang to hide in an empty private room.

Lin Feng backed out, and Qin Cang was placed on the large purple sofa bed, with his eyes half-opened, dying.

"Wake up! Be patient, you are very good at handling girls at such a young age, one to three, and you are not afraid of being killed by those three old women." Wen Ziqian took a wet towel and wiped his sweat from his forehead to his chest , was suddenly pulled by someone, and fell into Qin Cang's arms.

He struggled to remember, but was firmly held by a pair of hands.His face was pressed against the boy's strong chest, and the boy's heartbeat was fast and strong, hitting his eardrum with a "thump, boom, boom."

"I like you..." The young man hiccupped drunkenly, biting his tongue as he spoke.He tightened his arms, causing Wen Ziqian's ribs to ache.

"You... Hiss... Take it easy, you barbarian." He struggled to pull out a hand, and patted Qin Cang's face in a moderate way. "Think of me as your love sister? You're talking nonsense, be careful I'll castrate you."

Qin Cang's face was turned to one side when he was photographed, he smirked with a 'hehe', on the alcohol, he also muttered: "I fucking care about you..."

Wen Ziqian was originally frowning, but seeing his drunken nonsense, he couldn't help laughing. "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. See how cowardly you are."

Qin Cang was really drunk, mumbled and closed his eyes, wondering if he was asleep or not.Wen Ziqian sat aside, looked at his sleeping face, raised his right hand hesitantly, thought for a while, and then slowly touched his index finger to Qin Cang's straight nose bridge.

Wen Ziqian's hands were slender and beautiful like bamboo joints, and his sharpened fingertips moved down the bridge of his nose. After touching, he suddenly withdrew his hand as if touching a soldering iron.He pinched his right hand, still in shock.What am I doing?Crazy, crazy.

"Wen Ziqian!" A sudden shout made him tremble in fright. He looked down and saw that Qin Cang was still fast asleep, clearly talking in his sleep.

"Wen Ziqian...why are you leaving...don't go...you are gone...what should I do?" Even in his sleep, the young man's voice was a little choked, and there was a deep sense of grievance in his hoarseness. Get wet.

Seeing him burst into tears, Wen Ziqian knew that alcohol was causing the trouble, so he quickly shook him and said, "Wake up, don't be crazy about drinking."

Wen Ziqian eats soft food but not hard food. When he came here, he wanted to vent his anger, but when he saw the pear blossoms in the rain, his anger dissipated quietly.

Qin Cang was about to lose his mind from being shaken by him. He opened his eyes and stared at him in a daze for a while, then suddenly turned over and lay down next to the sofa and retched.My stomach hurts so bad I can't vomit.He vomited for a long time and said exhaustedly, "Don't go..."

Wen Ziqian was a man with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. He looked at the young man lying sideways on the sofa, sighed, and stroked the man's back.

"Why don't I want to stay..." Full of grievances, he finally turned into a sigh, and he sighed softly, lowering his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing that he was about to turn 20, if he stayed, according to Mr. Wen's will, at that time he could inherit a share and join the board of directors.

How could the Pan family allow him to get the shares? If Mr. Wen hadn't insisted on taking his grandson home and raising him, he would probably still be living in a poor life in the back alleys.

The Pan family regarded him as a thorn in their side, and tried every means to keep him away, so as not to become a stumbling block for Wen Ziyi's succession of his career.

Wen Ziqian is not reconciled!

For this reason, he had a quarrel with Wen Yuanhang, and almost tore his face with Pan Qin. He pointed to Pan Qin and said, "My mother is the wife Wen Yuanhang is currently marrying, and I am his eldest son. Among the assets are my legal assets." One copy, why do you take it away!"

Pan Qin forced him into the empty corridor, sneered, and said contemptuously: "Why? Without the Pan family, Mr. Wen is just a gangster gangster, and Wen Yuanhang is just a gangster nouveau riche. His power, The status and reputation are all given by our Pan family, why do you say? You want to get a piece of the pie, what a fool's dream!"

It's more like exile than studying abroad. They don't intend to let him come back. He heard a lot of gossip, and his matter was submitted to the council. It was Wen Yuanhang who proposed to send him abroad.

He understood that someone was deliberately provoking his relationship with Wen Yuanhang, but regardless of whether the rumor was true or not, he hated Wen Yuanhang from the bottom of his heart the moment he heard it.

Hate his eccentricity, hate his injustice, hate him watching with cold eyes when he was helpless.

He understood that all his resistance was futile, and the outbursts of anger were so weak and insignificant that he had to resign himself to fate.

He can only bear these things quietly by himself. He knows that no one in this world can help him. He can only rely on himself. If he can resist, he will resist. If he can't resist, he must learn to swallow his anger.

He will be 19 years old in three months, and his intriguing life has made him lose the happiness of his peers. His heart is full of unwillingness and humiliation. He curses in his heart, and curses all those who trample on him to die.

The only person he misses is Qin Cang, the brother who gets along with him day and night and keeps company with each other.He can't forget every fight Qin Cang fought for him, every beating he endured for him, and every touch he felt was in his eyes and engraved in his heart, which made his heart full of holes get a little bit of love. warmth.

"I will remember you, good brother." He patted Qin Cang's arm, looked at the young man's drunken eyes, and said with a smile: "There are so many buddies around you, don't forget me, after I leave , but also keep in touch, no matter what we become in the future? You must leave the most important place in your heart for the other party, you agree..."

Before the word "what" was uttered, I felt a strong pull on my arm, my vision blurred, and my world spun.When he realized it, he was already lying on the sofa, firmly pressed down by Qin Cang.

Qin Cang's bright black eyes revealed an indescribable emotion, like a violent storm, as if he could see flying sand and rolling stones.

He had never seen Qin Cang with such a cruel face. The wolf cub in his memory was ferocious, but he could still be tamed.

However, the man in front of him exuded a sense of oppression, with a wild and dangerous aura, which instantly strangled his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Qin Cang..." His voice trembled a little, and at that moment, he was terrified.But what are you afraid of?He couldn't speak again. "Let me go, you're drunk..."

His arms were firmly pressed on top of his head by Qin Cang's pliers-like hands. If Qin Cang had retained a bit of sobriety before, then, now, that only sobriety has been left behind.

Qin Cang's eyes fell into pale cheeks, blue eyes, and sharp-edged lips that looked soft.

Alcohol has completely destroyed his sanity, and now his mind is full of one thought: Am I dreaming?Why is Wen Ziqian here?He looks so good, why is he prettier than women?His mouth looks very soft, I wonder if it is really soft?

He thought, bowed his head and kissed her.He was inexperienced, and he couldn't control his speed after drinking. It was almost like sparks hitting the earth, and he could hear the clear clinking of his teeth.

Wen Ziqian was in pain from his merciless kiss, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth, which even knocked blood out of his gums.

He was so frightened that his hair exploded in an instant, kicking his legs and struggling.

"Tmd bastard, what are you fussing about?" He shouted: "If you dare to treat me like this again, be careful that I will kill you with my mouth!"

At that moment, Wen Ziqian's mind did not have any warm, romantic and shy images. His mind was filled with the insults Ji Hanzhi and Wen Ziyi made to him. He hated being touched by men so much. The humiliation when he was young has become A piece of his heart disease.

While struggling, he kicked Qin Cang's lifeblood.

Qin Cang rolled off the sofa with his hands in his hands, and then... fell asleep just like that.

Wen Ziqian got up in a hurry, straightened his wrinkled clothes, kicked him, and cursed: "When you wake up, I'll see if I'll take a layer of your skin off."

He walked out angrily, the corridor was dimly lit, and two women came out of the front bakery, without closing the door.When he passed by, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look...then...he saw Wen Ziyi...

Many years later, he woke up from the nightmare and regretted it more than once. Why did he look inside, why did he meddle in Wen Ziyi's business, why did he hold his breath and have a fierce dispute...

Why……

This is life...