The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Twelve o'clock sharp.

For most people, it is already the time when the lights of thousands of households are turned off and thousands of households are sleeping peacefully under quilts; but for another group, the nightlife has just begun.

In the dark bar, dim lights hit the middle of the dance floor, a girl in sexy lingerie and panties was dancing with a pole, and there was applause from below.

"Boobs are all stuffed, who did Shi Yi recruit? They are all spicy chickens."

A young man in expensive but disheveled clothes leaned on the bar, glanced at the woman on the dance floor, and said contemptuously.

The bartender at the bar seems to have gotten used to it, and smiled when he heard the words: "Elder and Younger always dislike him every time he comes."

"Hmph, these things."

The young master tugged at the shirt that was already wide open on his chest, and his eyes drifted on the bartender in front of him, "It's not for you, why am I suffering here?"

The bartender said neither humble nor overbearing: "Go out and turn left at No. 403, Santiao Street, you're gay, so why bother to wrong yourself here?"

The young master sneered, and leaned over to leave a sweet kiss on his cheek with lightning speed: "Baby, if you promise me, I won't be wronged."

The bartender has a good temper: "If you don't feel wronged, I have to pack my bed and go home."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I made you throw that stinky rock a long time ago, how could I let you be wronged by a finger?" The young master's tone was full of affection, but his eyes glanced at his shirt naked, as if the next second he It's like rushing up and stripping people naked.

"Zhao Xuan, if you don't look away from me, if you scare people away, I'll chop off your paw." A voice suddenly came out from behind, with a hint of teasing.

"Can you shut that stinky mouth of yours?" Zhao Xuan turned around with an impatient expression on his face, "When you speak, I can smell urine."

The man opposite him had messy hair, and his chin seemed to have not been shaved for a long time. The blue stubble gave him a decadent air: "Did you pee in your mouth? You talk so much."

After saying that, he stopped looking at that pig liver face, walked to the counter and sat down, tapped the table with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Xin Miao, long time no see."

Xin Miao knew that he was doing it on purpose, so she didn't make trouble: "What do you want? Or as usual?"

"As usual."

Seeing that the nose was not the nose, and the eyes were not the eyes, Zhao Xuan felt rather annoyed, so he strode up, pushed his buttocks, forced half of the man out, and sat on the open space by himself.

In fact, it’s not considered sitting. The force-bearing area of ​​a round stool is small, let alone two tall and thick smelly men squeezed together. There is not much difference between sitting and standing.

Xin Miao mixed the wine and served it in front of the man.

Zhao Xuan's jealousy was like being rolled by waves, he pouted and asked, "Where's mine?"

"You didn't order." Xin Miao said.

Zhao Xuan was about to explode with anger: "I've been drinking with you for more than two months, you don't know what I like to drink?!"

"I know." This sentence obviously reduced Zhao Xuan's anger, and then Xin Miao said slowly, "But how do I know if you have any money? The boss is sitting here, I dare not let you pay on credit."

Zhao Xuan: "..."

Shi Yi laughed out loud, mocking his skill max.

"Forget it, forget it," Zhao Xuan waved his hand in frustration, "Give me a cocktail with ice."

Xin Miao turned around and went to work.

Shi Yi got up and sat on another chair, and smiled presumptuously at Zhao Xuan: "What? Haven't you been hoisted to Xin Miao?"

"Are your teeth the smelly stones in the latrine? What you said is really disgusting." Zhao Xuan retorted blankly, paused for a second, and then asked, "Why are you free today? Check the accounts ah?"

Speaking of this, Shi Yi put away his joking expression: "Just now Fu Zhan called and said he would come to play later."

"Hmph, just come and play, why? Are you afraid that I will steal his girl?" Zhao Xuan leaned on the bar, narrowing his eyes slightly, "If you are afraid of spoiling his interest, give Xin Miao I'll do it, I promise I won't bother you two."

Before Shi Yi could speak, Xin Miao had already smashed down a glass of cocktail, and the drink sprayed out, splashing Zhao Xuan's entire arm, but Zhao Xuan had to slap his swollen face to pretend to be fat: "Ouch! I was not careful, yes I was not careful, hehe."

Shi Yi looked helplessly at his dog-legged appearance: "It's not that you don't know Fu Zhan's little thoughts?"

"I don't know." Zhao Xuan drank the wine glass in one gulp, and licked the rim, "Who wants to know him? It's as if someone wants to kill him every day."

"Fu Zhan is more sensitive, please be more patient." Shi Yi wanted to say more, but the phone rang, and he looked down for a while, then got up to leave.

Zhao Xuan leaned on the bar, with his clothes open, but his eyes were full of gloating: "Go and serve your little bastard!"

Xin Miao packed the glass behind him, making a bang bang sound.

Zhao Xuan knew that he was angry, and quickly turned around to comfort his little beauty.

Fu Zhan didn't bring anyone to the dance floor directly, he booked a middle bag on the dark second floor, a large group of handsome men and women hugged him and went directly to the second floor, Shi Yi and Zhao Xuan sat inside when they were arguing, and happened to miss Fu Zhan .

By the time Shi Yi arrived, the private room was already in full swing, and there was a lot of fun.

Fu Zhan was sitting beside him, and there was a woman sitting next to him who wanted to toast, but 'accidentally' bumped into his arm, the wine glass tipped over, and just spilled some on her collar, and the liquid flowed down the breast/groin slipped down.

Shi Yi: "..."

Seeing his embarrassed look, Fu Zhan took half of the glass of wine in the woman's hand and drank it down in one gulp, driving her away before waving at Shi Yi.

"Why are there so many people?" Shi Yi sat down beside him.

Fu Zhan: "This is a lot of people? When will I take you to have a look? The boss of xx has booked a large living room and brought dozens of people to have sex in the middle of the living room."

Shi Yi: "..."

He said with difficulty: "Why do you want to get up and play today?"

Fu Zhan suddenly fell down and nestled on the sofa.

Shi Yi jumped at the beginning, and when he saw that his eyes were still clear, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you angry?"

"En." Fu Zhan nodded gently.

Shi Yi murmured earnestly: "What did I tell you earlier? You see, when you get angry, you nest by yourself, how can I help you—"

Fu Zhan said coldly: "I'm afraid that if I don't look for you, if I don't find a place to hide, I will do terrible things."

Shi Yi: "..."

"It's so annoying." In front of his friends, Fu Zhan finally tore off that layer of camouflage, with a hostile and unwilling expression on his face.

"Then how do you plan to recruit?" Shi Yi asked.

Fu Zhan snorted coldly: "I don't intend to recruit."

"??" He thought for a while, then came back to his senses, and asked in astonishment, "He knew it was you?!"

"kindness."

"Tsk, how did he know? Did you show your tail?" Shi Yi frowned and asked.

"how could I know?!"

Fu Zhan also wrinkled the word Chuan between his brows. He grabbed a bottle of beer, knocked off the cap on the edge of the table, and poured it into his mouth.

Shi Yi: "Hey...can you be gentle? Tables are very expensive."

Fu Zhan raised his sleeve, wiped his mouth, and said to himself, "I think he guessed."

"Guess? So accurate?"

"Well," Fu Zhan said, crossing Erlang's legs, "the last time I went to Jiang Mu's funeral, what he said to me was wrong, as if he felt that I was a murderer."

Shi Yi just thought it was ridiculous: "How is that possible! Jiang Mu is your best friend, how could he doubt you so much?"

"Well, and he doesn't call me by my name now...he only calls me the editor-in-chief."

"...Is this taunting?"

Attached editor-in-chief and deputy editor-in-chief.

"I don't know either," Fu Zhan shook his head, "Now he talks to me with obvious hostility."

Shi Yi didn't know much about feelings, he just felt that being a psychologist or love expert here is really tormenting: "Then just ignore him and it's over!"

"He's thinking beautifully!" Fu Zhan was suffocating in his heart, waiting for the moment to explode, "Why should I quit? I don't want to! I will fight to the end!"

"..."

Shi Yi covered half of his face, thinking sadly: If he likes others, then let people not like him too, at worst, find someone to like.It would be great if this is the case, where is there so much love and hatred in the world!

Fu Zhan pestered Shi Yi until five o'clock in the morning, and Shi Yi threw him into the suite with his collar in his hand, dismissing the group of men and women by the way.

The breakfast shop on the road had already opened, so he went to have a meal, and when he got home, it was already 07:30 in the morning.

When he returned to the cold house, the young man sat on the sofa and sighed that it was time to find a partner.

But there are gays all around, it seems very unreliable to find a partner?

Damn it, it's autumn, and these gays are still in heat!No matter how determined the unmarried people are, they can't stop this powerful psychological hint!

Wrapped in a blanket, he fell asleep in a daze like this.