Army man [online game]

Meng Dazhi didn't know Huo Zhengqiang.

The last time Li Qimu came to Beijing to meet him, and when he walked with him, he said that his cousin was worried, so he followed him in a taxi.Meng Dazhi didn't pay attention at all at the time, and when they entered the tavern, Huo Zhengqiang waited for a long time before walking in as if nothing had happened, as unnoticed as a plainclothes policeman watching a suspect.

Normally, with Meng Dazhi's keen insight, Huo Zhengqiang's ability in plain clothes would never be able to hide him from him, but at that time Meng Dazhi faced the passionate Li Qimu, his heart was disturbed and dull, and he didn't even know how to say the jokes and sarcasm he used to say. Will you still care about insignificant people outside of you?

He didn't know Huo Zhengqiang, and he subconsciously thought that Huo Zhengqiang was Li Qimu's father or some other elder.

Huo Zhengqiang recognized him at a glance, knowing that he was Li Qimu's first love, which he couldn't ask for.

"Qimu, what's the matter?"

Huo Zhengqiang glanced at Meng Dazhi, retracted his gaze, covered up the nameless disgust in his heart, and asked pretending not to know.

Li Qimu immediately returned to his senses, suppressed his emotions, turned his head away calmly, and said softly: "It's nothing, I mistook the person." Looking at the empty space in the bar, "This place is okay, and it's close to the school. Go Sit down there, drink some wine, if you're drunk, you need a bowl of hangover soup." The mellow voice carried the clearness of a young man, speaking in a low voice, magnetic and intoxicating.

--got the wrong person?

Meng Dazhi listened to the familiar voice that was almost exactly the same as in the game, his eyes were slightly dazed.

"Tch, little bastard, you're being cruel."

Lazily twitching the corners of his mouth, he sneered silently, and his casual and indifferent demeanor showed a full of ruffian.But his arms were propped motionless on the armrests of the chair, as if they were stuck on them.His cough had barely stopped, and he could not help following Li Qimu's footsteps out of the corner of his eyes, seeing that Li Qimu's steps were obviously smoother than last time, he felt slightly relieved.

——It seems that this kid has also tasted the benefits of "Forbidden Curse", the nerve-impaired leg is getting better.

Meng Dazhi didn't look back, and moved his right foot.While not obvious, there is some benign restoration of the lameness.

"...No hangover soup, if you get drunk, uncle will carry you back tonight."

Huo Zhengqiang followed Li Qimu in the attitude of a protector, his eyes were focused, his mature face was masculine and heroic, and his smile was almost gentle.

Li Qimu noticed his ambiguous demeanor, his heart moved, and he took a deep look at him, thinking that he was acting deliberately, so he sighed a little: There is no need to pretend to be a lover for me, that guy simply rejected me, and he is not in love with me After breaking up, this trick is superfluous.Besides... It doesn't matter to us anymore, why bother ourselves because of him.

Looking at the bar in a blink of an eye, although school has just started, there are not many people, and few people have noticed him here.Li Qimu didn't say a word, leaning on his crutches with deep eyes, he walked towards the clean corner without haste.When he sat down, Huo Zhengqiang thoughtfully supported his arm.

Li Qimu couldn't help but smile, seeing that he was far away from Meng Dazhi, he raised his eyebrows and smiled kindly: "Thank you uncle."

"Crack!"

Meng Dazhi's ears are extremely sensitive, and the posture of sitting on his back shows the ups and downs of his chest.

He lowered his head slightly, his thick black hair was thick and thick, and his angular and resolute face was as heavy as water. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Huo Zhengqiang's demeanor towards Li Qimu, not like a father and son, but more like a lover, and smashed the wine glass with his palm.Fortunately, he reacted quickly so that he didn't cut his finger.

He changed the wine glass as if nothing had happened, poured the wine with his head up and drank it down, and slowly turned his head with the drunkenness, his eyes were clear, like a wolf's light.

--uncle?Has that done to your uncle?Brother doesn't accept you, you found a 40-year-old man in a blink of an eye!Li Qimu, do you need to spoil yourself like this?Brother misunderstood you!

He first looked at Li Qimu angrily and vaguely at a loss, then turned sharply and viciously, looking at Huo Zhengqiang with murderous intentions.If he was in the game, he might have sneaked over and wiped Huo Zhengqiang's neck with a knife at this time!After looking at them again, he turned his head, his face was ashen, he only knew how to drink, and his violent movements showed the intense emotions in his heart.

Meng Dazhi is a typical man who never gets drunk, and at the age of 24, he is just at the top of his physique. With his strong physical fitness, he must be at his peak in the next 20 years.At this time, he drank a lot of white wine, but he only felt a little drunk.

He listened to Li Qimu's conversation with his head down, feeling that no matter how indifferent and decisive Li Qimu was to him, he had to go over and take Li Qimu away, away from that old man with ulterior motives.Nothing to do with love, just a must!

But in the next moment, Li Qimu's address made him startled.

"...No, no need uncle, I feel weird when you are like this."

After drinking three or four glasses of wine, Li Qimu couldn't stand Huo Zhengqiang's obedience and consideration, and felt something was wrong, so he reluctantly stopped him with a smile.

They all had dinner before they came here, so Huo Zhengqiang had no scruples about pouring wine for him, but it was too gentle.

"Haha, didn't you say you have a capacity for alcohol?"

Huo Zhengqiang is powerful, his white shirt and suit pants cling to his muscular muscles, and the sleeves of his shirt are rolled up to his elbows, exposing his strong forearms.He put the wine bottle aside, sat upright, smiled softly but frankly, "I've heard you call uncle uncle for more than ten years, and I'm tired of hearing it, but it's still kind of you to call uncle directly just now." looked at him brightly.

Li Qimu forced a smile, took a sip of the wine, swallowed it slowly, and then said in a low voice, "It's still my cousin's habit. Cousin, let's have a drink. I have never been to the wine table, and I don't know how to play games on the wine table. You just have to drink some wine with me. You will go back in two days, and there is no one around me, so I dare not drink so happily."

Huo Zhengqiang listened to what he said seriously, and never noticed that Meng Dazhi was paying attention to this, so he refrained from taking the opportunity to act.It's just that Li Qimu's appearance became more and more handsome as he got older. Huo Zhengqiang couldn't take his eyes back for a while, and said inwardly, he was ashamed, and nodded: "Okay, my cousin will accompany you to get drunk. After getting drunk, all troublesome things will follow the wine The energy is over."

——Is this kid’s cousin?Last time, it seemed that he had indeed seen this uncle Lao Shizi, but he didn't have much impression.

Meng Dazhi stared blankly in thought, his thick eyebrows loosened at first, then furrowed again: such a cousin is too weird.

His eyes flashed sharply, and he sat in front of the glass coffee table for another ten minutes, drank the two bottles of wine on the table, took out his wallet, and got up to pay the bill.Then, without looking back, he staggered and limped out.It seems that there is no nostalgia.

"Huh." Li Qimu breathed a sigh of relief, saying that he didn't care about Meng Dazhi, but in fact he couldn't let go of him all the time, and his mind was always parted and stuck to him. Seeing him go, he was relieved in his disappointment, but he was even more relaxed. .When drinking again, he took a sip of a small cup. Judging from his situation, he was planning to drink the not-so-strong wine as a drink.

"Qimu, don't drink wine too fast, it will easily hurt your stomach." While drinking himself, Huo Zhengqiang has been concerned about Li Qimu's situation. He poured out half of the wine in his glass and poured it into his own, then doted on him and said softly with a sigh, "Would you like to order some more side dishes?"

Li Qimu shook his head and smiled faintly: "No need." Instead of sullenly, he sipped his drink.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Huo Zhengqiang turned his head to look at the door, and there was no sign of Meng Dazhi by the window.He frowned, and suddenly tasted jealousy, he didn't dare to show it on the surface, he only showed his smooth eloquence that he had experienced in the officialdom, and smiled loudly, trying to make Li Qimu laugh as much as possible.

Li Qimu was distracted by him very cooperatively, and his mental state soon recovered.

Amidst the laughter, hearing Huo Zhengqiang persuade him not to drink too quickly, he said with a little drunken eyes: "Cousin, you used to drink by yourself, why didn't you worry about hurting your stomach? When you get drunk, you look like mud, and sometimes you breathe paralyzedly. You fell asleep, I have to drag you to the bedroom; sometimes you don’t sleep, but you are very obedient, and you do what you are asked to do. Oh, if I get drunk later, cousin, you will Help me see what I will do, and tell me tomorrow..."

"Heh, you kid, do you think you're not drunk yet?"

Huo Zhengqiang saw that his black eyes were blurred, his thick eyebrows and straight nose were indescribably handsome, his mouth became dry and irritable for a moment, he hurriedly suppressed his evil energy, he didn't dare to drink any more, and said with a low voice, "Speaking of getting drunk, the last time you bathed your cousin, was it the consequence of his obedience?"

After all, he was slightly drunk, spoke very lightly, and was full of ambiguity.

Li Qimu blushed slightly, laughed dryly, put down his glass and said, "I didn't mean that time. Besides, that time was just like helping my cousin take a bath and rub his body, it was nothing." He raised his eyes without avoiding them, straight He looked at Huo Zhengqiang.

Huo Zhengqiang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said in a low voice, "That's right, it's nothing."

Then, there was some silence between the two.

Li Qimu drank the bottle of wine gradually, his mind was already heavy, his actions were not in control, and even his speech was a little slow and unresponsive. He raised his eyes and grinned: "Cousin, am I drunk?"

Huo Zhengqiang was already in control of his drinking capacity, and when he saw that he had just finished drinking the bottle of wine, he smiled innocently, like unpolished natural jade, without the slightest bit of sorrow, without the slightest bit of depression, and he was infatuated for a moment. After being dazed for a while, he nodded and sighed: "I'm drunk. I'm still too drunk to drink any more. Cousin will take you back?"

In fact, Li Qimu still has the most fundamental sobriety, but he was willing to immerse himself in this drunkenness, his nerves became more and more severe, he lowered his voice, and said with a mysterious smirk: "Cousin, you are actually very handsome, especially when you wear a police suit." When I was in obedience. When I was young, I had a crush on you for several years, hey." After whispering, he staggered up on crutches.

Huo Zhengqiang's face was flushed, but he didn't seem to be in a drunken rush. Shen Rong stood up and supported him: "Don't move, my cousin will go to pay the bill, and then I will take you to a hotel overnight. You are too drunk, don't go back to the dormitory, lest you vomit." No one will clean up for you. Can you?"

After such a flash, Li Qimu became more and more drowsy, falling asleep.

He had great trust in Huo Zhengqiang, nodded blindfolded, and sat back honestly: "Okay, staying in a hotel is more comfortable than a dormitory. When I go back to the hotel, I have to log in to the game to see if I get drunk in the game. Oh, I forgot , drunk, and in an extremely poor state of mind, you cannot log in to the game..."

He nestled in the corner of the sofa, mumbling and talking to himself, not at all calm and generous as usual, but like a simple and ignorant child.

Huo Zhengqiang's masculine face was full of tenderness like water. He looked at him deeply, with a sense of loss floating in his eyes, and leaned over to wipe the wine stains from the corners of his lips for him, sighing in a low voice.

"Qimu, why weren't you born a few years earlier?"

Turning around to call the waiter, after paying the bill, Huo Zhengqiang picked up the crutches and carried Li Qimu on his back: "Hold my uncle's neck tightly."

"Oh." Li Qimu obediently agreed, hugging her tightly.

"Cough, light, light, don't use too much force. Do you want to strangle uncle?"

Huo Zhengqiang was strangled by him and coughed, holding his breath helplessly to persuade him.

"Oh." Li Qimu closed his eyes, responded softly, and smiled on his muscular and generous back.

"Sleepy or not? If you're sleepy, just sleep on my uncle's back for a while."

Holding a cane in one hand, Huo Zhengqiang strode out with the other firmly supporting him on his back, without taking a taxi, and walked quietly in the boulevard, asking softly, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

Li Qimu enjoyed the masculinity and gentleness of a man he had never experienced before, and the corners of his mouth smiled even more happily. Although he was drunk, his speech was only vague, and he did not stutter: "Sleepy, but I can't sleep." The next sentence flowed out without thinking, " Cousin, can I touch you?"

Breathing the man's fresh and masculine breath through his nose, his hormones were aroused, his right hand moved restlessly, and awkwardly probed into the collar of Huo Zhengqiang's white shirt with two buttons open, looking for a strong man's chest.

Huo Zhengqiang's heart beat faster, he hurried into the shadow of the street lamp, and asked hoarsely, "Qi Mu, do you know what you're doing?"

Li Qimu's hand stretched into his shirt, and touched his two strong and thick chest muscles. The muscles that have been shaped through long-term training are elastic and smooth. Li Qimu played with his hands wantonly, which made Li Qimu feel as comfortable as if he was in a dream, and he really closed it. He closed his eyes and said dreamily: "Bath uncle. Take the opportunity to eat uncle's tofu."

Huo Zhengqiang choked, happy, his strong face flushed in the shadows: "Eat Cousin's tofu, I'm not afraid of choking you."

Li Qimu answered every question, but was vague: "I want to eat Langya's tofu."

These words made Huo Zhengqiang puzzled, and at the same time made the person who was silently following in the shadow behind him slightly stagnate.

Huo Zhengqiang came to his senses in a blink of an eye, and the feeling of drunkenness disappeared. He frowned and said slowly, "Who is Langya?"

"Langya, keep it a secret."

Li Qimu was very drunk, and his speech was extremely vague, but his right hand was surprisingly strong, and it hurt to scratch Huo Zhengqiang's chest muscles.

Huo Zhengqiang felt hot all over his body, the thing in his crotch hardened along his underwear, and his voice became hoarse again: "Can't you even tell my cousin?"

Li Qimu was silent for a moment, and finally responded in confusion: "For cousin, you can say something. Cousin has seen him. Langya is just a ruffian, a guy who doesn't smoke. Oh, but I like him. He is also called Meng Dazhi. Like me, he is also a cripple. He said, we two cripples touched each other. I was very happy at that time."

He touched the edge of Huo Zhengqiang's strong chest muscles, pinched his hard nipples with interest, rubbed or pressed them.

Huo Zhengqiang sucked in a breath of cold air, his brows were frowned, and he secretly thought that it was true.He already knew from Li Tang that Li Qimu had the "Forbidden Curse" client.Suddenly couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice: "Qimu, do you still like your cousin now? People like us sometimes fall in love with each other, and our blood relationship is nothing."

The original embarrassment of the stalker suddenly turned cold.

Li Qimu also paused, withdrawing his hand from his shirt with great reluctance, opened his eyes slightly, feeling glaring, and closed them again drowsily.Just when Huo Zhengqiang and the followers thought he was drunk enough to fall asleep, he finally murmured: "Now, I don't want to like anyone anymore."

The mellow and deep man's voice smelled of alcohol, and he felt lost, "I just want to forget Langya quickly. It's uncomfortable."

Huo Zhengqiang knew that he was quite drunk, and he might not remember these words when he woke up, so he slowed down in silence, and asked after a long time: "Qimu, are you asleep?"

Li Qimu was sleepy: "...No."

Huo Zhengqiang turned his head and looked at his handsome face by the light of the street lamp.The tall and burly middle-aged man had a resolute face, and the slender and strong young man on his back was handsome.The two condensed into a sculpture under the street lamp beside the tree.Huo Zhengqiang lost his mind, and asked in a low voice: "Qimu, do you want to touch your cousin again?"

Li Qimu leaned his head on him, and shook heavily: "Don't touch it, it's better than Langya."

Huo Zhengqiang was both embarrassed and bewildered: "Have you ever been intimate with Langya?"

Hearing his voice, Li Qimu felt as if he was sleeping on a cloud, the most trustworthy and dependable voice from beyond the sky, and the voice that had the least need to hide the secrets in his heart. Touched him, and he hacked me to death."

The corner of the mouth of the latent stalker with a livid face and clenched fists twitched.

Huo Zhengqiang asked again: "Is he so cruel? Is he willing?"

But Li Qimu refused to say: "Privacy..." Before the voice fell, a sports car speeding past on the road whistled harshly, waking him up.

He raised his head slightly, took a deep breath in a daze, and subconsciously asked, "Spike is gone?"

Huo Zhengqiang stared at him with deep dark fire in his eyes, and he was a little unwilling, and asked in a low voice, "Still thinking about him? Don't blame him?"

Li Qimu was stunned, his eyes were in a daze, he stayed for a moment before remembering that he had just finished drinking, then he fell into a coma for a while, and lay comfortably on Huo Zhengqiang's broad shoulders again.

"People are selfish."

Li Qimu hugged Huo Zhengqiang's neck tightly, his voice was slightly clearer than before, but it was still low and slow as if he was talking to himself, "It is impossible for me to accommodate myself for him, and treat myself as a pure and selfless iron-blooded brother to him; It is also impossible to force yourself for me and make yourself a loyal love object to me."

Huo Zhengqiang frowned, not because he didn't understand, but because of Li Qimu's sober choking sound from the alcohol in his throat.

"But I said, I love him more than I love me. This sentence did not lie to him. If there is danger, if he cannot avoid it, no matter in reality or in the game, I am willing to block it for him. Will shrink back. But he can't accept me. I also have my dignity... Cousin, tell me, am I really a bitch?"