singer and bar owner

Xu Dengdeng only felt his scalp tighten, so he quickly looked in the mirror, yo ho, where did this little Nezha come from.

Yan Xian straightened up and hugged his chest to look at him, "What did I lie to you?"

Xu Dengdeng touched his upturned braid, snorted, but he didn't get it off, but pulled it loosely like a poodle. With his messy hair on his head, he began to make a formal statement, " You don’t like me at all, everything you do is to get my body, the gentleness before was premeditated, but the cruelty now is real, I have my ravaged hair to testify!”

Yan Xian said "Oh", nodded as if he understood, walked over and pinched his chin, and started his counter-argument, "What is true and false? What do you think about every day? Watching more TV shows?" Well, I'm a conspiracy theorist every day, do you think you're gentle and sweet enough to be cheated by me, or do you think you're good enough in bed to be cheated by me?"

Xu Dengdeng stared as if struck by lightning, "What do you mean? Am I not gentle and pleasant? Are you not good at bed?"

Yan Xian laughed and took off his shirt twice.Xu Dengdeng jumped onto the sofa with a defensive look on his face, "What are you doing, domestic violence if you don't agree with each other?"

"Who's domestic violence..." Yan Xian sighed helplessly, hooked his fingers towards him, Xu Dengdeng tiptoed over with a pillow, Yan Xian turned around, revealing his beautiful back, Yan Xian's broad shoulders and broad waist Narrow, with beautiful muscles, but the ones being caught now look miserable, and Xu Dengdeng's face turned red again.

Yan Xian faced the scratches on his back and asked fatally, "Shouldn't it be time for you to cut your nails?"

Xu Dengdeng trembled when he heard the sound, his voice slowly dropped into the dust, "All...I scratched it?"

Yan Xian picked up the shirt and put it on again, lowered his head and slowly buttoned it, jokingly said, "Otherwise, are there any other little wild cats at home?"

As soon as he spoke, he thought Xu Dengdeng would jump, but he didn't hear anything for a long time.

After he finished buttoning his buttons, he looked up and couldn't help being a little stunned, "What are you doing?"

Xu Dengdeng grinned a mouthful of small white teeth, showing a bright and dazzling smile, then lifted his light yellow sweater from the waist, and took it off in one go, revealing the white skin underneath.

With his messy hair like a chicken coop, he pointed to the bruises on his body and an obvious bite mark on his shoulder and asked, "Did you see it?"

Did you make it up by yourself?

Yan Xian was taken aback for a moment, feeling distressed, "Did I exert so much force yesterday?"

In fact, it doesn't hurt very much, but Xu Dengdeng has such a constitution that is prone to leaving marks, and the slightest injury will be particularly obvious. Once bitten by a mosquito, the red marks will not go away for a long time.I really hated it before, but now Xu Dengdeng is very satisfied with his physique. He nodded and said triumphantly: "Otherwise, do you have other little wild dogs at home?"

"..."

This damned desire to win.

Yan Xian, who was called a little wild dog for the first time in his life, couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm down.

After lunch, Xu Dengdeng practiced singing with an electric guitar, while Yan Xian was washing fruit, when he heard the sound of the guitar, he suddenly thought of what Fang Yuan said yesterday.

He frowned, and said to Xu Dengdeng: "You don't need to go to the bar tonight. From now on, you only need to go on Saturday, and you don't need to go at other times."

If you go to the bar less often, you will have less chance to meet Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan is like a dog skin plaster, once it sticks on, you can't even shake it off.

When Xu Dengdeng heard it, the singing stopped abruptly. He rushed to Yan Xian, a little anxious, "How can I do that? I came to Xiping to exercise myself. I just want to sing more songs and have more contact with the audience on stage. I can improve myself."

These words seem familiar, as if I have heard them somewhere...

Yu Fan's face suddenly appeared in his mind, Yan Xian paused suddenly, then put the fruit on the coffee table, pursed his lips to comfort him, "You are good enough now."

Xu Dengdeng shook his head, "It's not enough, I'm still far from my idol Obers, I really hope that one day I can write songs like his."

Yan Xian looked at him calmly, and sighed insignificantly, "Maybe he wants to be like you instead?"

"Like me?" Xu Dengdeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "How is it possible, who is Olbers, I am very excited to hear him sing in my lifetime, how could he want to be like me? like a nobody."

Yan Xian wiped his hands and looked at him, and asked, "Do you know why their band is called Heating Dust?"

Xu Dengdeng shook his head, "I'm not very sure, but I heard that Olbers came up with the name, so I guess he likes celestial bodies as much as I do."

Yan Xian raised his eyelids, "How did you guess?"

Xu Dengdeng thought for a while and said: "The song I like very much - "Extreme Panic", it tells a short story about a person who keeps shouting in space, and finally finds that he is the only one. This is not good. Guess? Well... I like this song very much, although many people on the Internet say that this song is the failure of Albus, but it is precisely this song that gives me the feeling that the singer may be a little lonely person."

Yan Xian looked up at him suddenly, Xu Dengdeng's eyes were clear.

Yan Xian paused for a long time, then said, "I think you like to go to bars because you feel lonely with me."

Xu Dengdeng didn't understand why he suddenly got here, he frowned, "Why are you being unreasonable? I said that I want to train myself, and I want to become a man who revives Chinese rock and roll."

Yan Xian smiled lightly, "You don't know how many people who are into rock and roll, who look down on pop and don't really have a few rock and roll songs, live with dreams in vain, and live in a dilapidated apartment of a few square meters , life is tight, and all the money is used to support musical instruments. Even if you will become like this in the future, do you still want to move forward?"

Xu Dengdeng nodded solemnly, smiled and said, "I'm a person who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back."

The smile in Yan Xian's eyes disappeared little by little.

"Drip drip"

Yan Xian's cell phone rang, he looked down at the caller ID, frowned, got up and answered the call.

"Hey."

Xu Dengdeng saw that his face was getting worse, so he couldn't help but take a second look, and listened to Yan Xian talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"His birthday has nothing to do with me, don't go, don't call me about this kind of thing in the future."

"..."

Xu Dengdeng looked straight at him and asked, "Who is it? You don't look very happy."

Yan Xian quickly adjusted his expression. He looked at the damp and gray weather outside the window, and his mood was similar to the weather outside. He frowned, and then relaxed again.

"It's been a long time since I heard a voice and I hate it."

Xu Dengdeng saw him with a straight face, resting his chin, tapping his face with his fingers.

What should I do if my boyfriend is unhappy?

Yan Xian was in a daze and didn't know what to think, and Xu Dengdeng threw himself into his arms suddenly, "The weather is so good today, let's go play ball!"

Yan Xian froze for a moment, looked up at the gray sky outside, then looked at Xu Dengdeng in his arms, recalled the walking posture of this person last night, raised his eyebrows, "Smoggy days and a walking are both Am I crazy or stupid to play with someone like me?"

Xu Dengdeng also raised his eyebrows, struggled out of his arms, walked around the room arrogantly, and successfully proved that he can not only be inside but also be outside.