Uncle's Courtship Battle

Turning around, I saw that elegant man holding a wine glass was standing behind me at some point, leaning on the bar counter, looking at me with a smile.

He raised his wine glass at Yang Guhang, "May I buy you a drink?"

Yang Guhang was a little overwhelmed, this feeling is too beautiful and exciting, the person you like just happens to like you too.

Yang Guhang bit his lower lip and nodded shyly.

Zhou Yaojing ordered a glass of "Gin&tonic" (gin and tonic) for him. This kind of wine was relatively strong, and Yang Guhang, who usually only drank beer, choked and coughed after only one sip.

Yang Guhang wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, feeling extremely ashamed, especially in front of such an elegant man.

Zhou Yaojing looked at the blushing Yang Guhang with great interest, "You don't seem to be very good at drinking?"

It's a great shame for a man not to be able to drink strong alcohol. Yang Guhang was at a loss while pinching his cup, and it took him a long time before he let out a "huh".

"Are you still a student?"

"Um……"

"First time here today?"

"It's the second time..."

Zhou Yaojing spread his hands, "It seems that I have already missed an opportunity."

"what?"

Zhou Yaojing sat beside him, resting his face on one hand, staring at Yang Guhang affectionately.

Zhou Yaojing is indeed handsome, and has a restrained temperament. I believe that no matter male or female, it is difficult for anyone to refuse him.

Yang Guhang was embarrassed by him, but he didn't know what to say to break the embarrassment. He rubbed his finger on the wine glass, and when he turned around, he saw the long-haired beauty next to Zhou Yaojing looking at him resentfully. Feeling guilty, "That friend of yours... is looking at you..."

"Really?" Zhou Yaojing turned his head and glanced uninterestedly, "But I think he is looking at you."

"Don't you need to accompany him?" Yang Guhang had to admit that his words had the meaning of refusal and welcome.

"There are a lot of men here, he doesn't need me to accompany him."

"But isn't he your friend?"

"Not really, we've only known each other for a few minutes."

"I see." Yang Guhang felt a little disappointed.

He is ruthless towards others, but also towards himself.He saw that he was more interesting than long hair, so he came to strike up a conversation with him, and if he met someone better, he would go to someone else again.Yang Guhang doesn't like this kind of person.

But no matter what, Zhou Yaojing is indeed quite attractive.Even if he is a playboy, even if Yang Guhang told himself in his heart that such a person must not be emotional with him, but in the end, he was still reluctant to exchange cell phone numbers with him.

The gentleman Zhou Yaojing didn't make any further requests, he just expressed his desire to send Yang Guhang back, but he refused.

Yang Guhang walked back to the dormitory by himself, the lights were already turned off, and the fat man started snoring.

He took off his shoes and socks and got into bed, and when he closed his eyes, Zhou Yaojing was all smiling and looking at his own face.

Yang Guhang was very distressed. He felt that he liked Zhou Yaojing, but he was a typical playboy, and it was impossible to be with this kind of person for a long time.

While thinking wildly, the mobile phone next to the pillow rang, indicating that there was a new message.

With excitement, he clicked on it and saw that it was indeed from Zhou Yaojing. He said good night to himself.

Yang Guhang put down his phone and didn't reply to the message, but he was very happy, and he slept very soundly that night.

In the next few days, Zhou Yaojing sent text messages, the content was nothing more than chatting about today's weather, or what he had for lunch, but there was always a sentence "I miss you very much" at the end.

At first, Yang Guhang did not reply to these text messages.Although he clicked on every item and smiled at his phone every time he read it, he was not sure whether to start this relationship.

Some people think that he thinks too much, loving someone has nothing to do with other things, when they can be together, they can be together happily, if they can't be together, it doesn't matter if they separate, just let nature take its course.

But Yang Guhang is a very simple and naive person, he takes feelings very seriously.

Another Friday, there was no class in the afternoon, Yang Guhang was watching a movie in the dormitory, and another text message came.

"Are you free tonight? How about having dinner together? I really miss you and want to see you again."

"Hey! Which girl is this?" The mobile phone was snatched away by the monkey on the opposite bed, and he shook it at Yang Guhang, "I mean, I've been smiling silly at the mobile phone these days, just like Sichun. The situation! Be honest!"

The fat man who was immersed in the game heard this and took off his earphones, "What? Xiao Yang, you have a wife? Which girl? You are too fast, please treat me!"

"What!" Yang Guhang snatched the phone back from Monkey's hand, blushing, "It's just an ordinary friend, don't talk nonsense."

"Ouch! Ordinary friends, who would say that they really miss you! Hahahahaha!"

"Go away!"

Several boys made a fuss, and in the end Yang Guhang did not disclose the sender's information. He believed that even if he did, these friends might be shocked, but they would definitely support him. He believed in their friendship, but He didn't know how to say it, so he decided to wait and find a suitable time to tell them his sexuality.

Everyone thought that Yang Guhang was shy and refused to talk, so they didn't ask any more questions. They would know sooner or later anyway.

In the evening, Yang Guhang deliberately chose a small slim suit to put on, but felt that his outfit looked too deliberate, so he took off his clothes and put on a casual jacket.Just a sprinkling of some men's eau de toilette on the wrist.

However, the roommates laughed a lot. Yang Guhang just wanted to go up and give them two punches, but he was afraid of messing up his freshly arranged hair, so he gave them the middle finger and went out.

Hurrying to the place to eat, the man was already standing there waiting for him.

When we met again, I thought Zhou Yaojing was even more handsome.

Yang Guhang secretly felt that he was so lucky that he finally met Prince Charming.

Teenagers who have never been in a relationship are always ignorant and naive, let alone meeting a seasoned person like Zhou Yaojing.He took Yang Guhang to the movies, ate delicious food, chatted with him everywhere, and did all kinds of interesting things. He even sent roses to Yang Guhang's bedroom.

Yang Guhang was surprised when he took the bouquet of roses from the courier brother, at a loss what to do, the monkey next to him bumped into Yang Guhang's shoulder, "I said this girl is very enthusiastic! Blessed."

Even Lao Zhou, who is usually quite serious, couldn't help joking, "Girl gave you roses, she must like you very much!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Yang Guhang was like a shy little daughter-in-law, hugging a large bouquet of roses in her arms, very happy. After hugging for a long time, she remembered what to find to plug the roses so that they could bloom long.

There were no vases in the boy's room, so Yang Guhang found a large Coke bottle, washed it, filled half of the bottle with water, took the roses out of the wrapping paper, and stuffed them into the bottle.Even the paper wrapping the roses, Yang Guhang carefully flattened it, folded it and put it in the drawer.

He cherishes everything that Zhou Yaojing gave, and he wants to put away these almost tattered things, he can do it if he is really innocent.

Since then, the two have met more frequently, and no one has made a clear confession, but the two are still together, at least Yang Guhang thinks so.

That day was Zhou Yaojing's birthday.

The two went to a very high-end sky restaurant for dinner, and sat next to each other after eating, watching the night view of the city.

The atmosphere here is romantic and sentimental, Yang Guhang secretly praised Zhou Yaojing's taste, and felt that he loved this elegant and romantic man even more.

Yang Guhang took out the birthday present he had chosen for Zhou Yaojing, which was a dark purple velvet box.Zhou Yaojing opened it, and inside was a tie, which was chosen for Zhou Yaojing after Yang Guhang spent several days and visited countless shops.

He was looking forward to Zhou Yaojing's surprised expression when he saw the gift, but he didn't seem too interested in the gift, so he closed the box after one glance.

"You... don't you like it?" Yang Guhang asked timidly.He felt that Zhou Yaojing's taste was extraordinary, and the things he carefully selected might not be able to catch his eyes, and a sense of loss and inferiority arose spontaneously.

"Ah, no, I like it very much." Zhou Yaojing checked the box again, and said emphatically, "It's very beautiful, I like it very much."

Yang Guhang was very sad to see his comforting performance, and felt that he was humble and not worthy of the princely man in front of him.

"Actually..." Yang Guhang heard Zhou Yaojing speak, and immediately raised his head, waiting for his next words.

But as if he wanted to grind someone, he picked up the red wine and took a sip, "Today is my birthday, you know it."

Yang Guhang became a little nervous, swallowed his saliva, nodded, "I know."

"Besides..." Zhou Yaojing pointed to the purple velvet box in front of him, "Can I ask you for another gift?"

"Gift? What gift?" Yang Guhang was at a loss.

Zhou Yaojing pulled away his chair and walked behind Yang Guhang.

Yang Guhang was a little nervous and at a loss. He saw himself and Zhou Yaojing reflected in the glass window, and saw Zhou Yaojing standing behind him with one hand in his trouser pocket, standing straight and confident.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Guhang rubbed his hands nervously, and asked again, "What... gift?"

As soon as he finished asking, he suddenly felt a weight on his body, and then he was completely surrounded by the smell of mature male hormones on Zhou Yaojing's body, which smelled so good that he was almost drunk.

Zhou Yaojing pressed his mouth to Yang Guhang's ear, making him itchy, and said in a low voice, "The birthday present I want is you. Can... give it to me?"

The author has something to say: I’m really fond of Xiao Yang’s attack ╮(╯▽╰)╭I don’t seem to be sick-_-||

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