Unbearable

Ji Zhonghan rubbed his hot ears, and said to Feng Qi seriously: "What do you like, Xiaoyan said that her friend is interested in you."

Feng Qi completely lost the game controller, and let the TV jump out of a big gameover.

He looked at Ji Zhonghan directly and frankly, and asked, "What do you think?"

"What?" Ji Zhonghan whispered.

Feng Qi smiled, he tightened his arms around Ji Zhonghan's waist, and put his chin lightly on the other's shoulder.

Boom, boom, is it Feng Qi's heartbeat, or his?

Ji Zhonghan couldn't tell the difference for a while, and he didn't even dare to turn his face because Feng Qi was too close.

At that time, Feng Qi had already become crazy handsome in the future, and became Rio's handsome, his eyelashes were thick and long, almost touching Ji Zhonghan's cheek.

He said, "What kind of person do you think... I would like?"

Xiao Zhao honked the horn a few times, which shocked Ji Zhonghan, who was trapped in memories, back to his senses.

His hands were slippery, and his palms were wet with sweat.

Xu Wei looked at him worriedly. Xu Wei knew that he had anxiety.

What's more, the physical contact in the small garden is beyond what Ji Zhonghan can usually accept.

Ji Zhonghan smiled: "I'm fine, I'll just go home and sleep later."

Xu Wei nodded: "You promise me to really go back to sleep and not to go to the bar."

Recently, Ji Zhonghan wants to publish a collection of works, which are photos of all kinds of beings in bars. For this reason, he went to many bars back and forth.

Xu Wei felt that those places were messy and worried about his safety, so she asked him to go to the ones opened by her friends to collect materials.

Ji Zhonghan promised well, but actually turned around and went to another place.

Tonight too, Ji Zhonghan saw a bar shared by photographers in the photography group, with high-end decoration, said it was a bar, more like a club.

The photographer praised the level of the bartenders inside, saying that the taste of the wine alone is worth a visit.

This person was born as a reporter, and he boasted about one thing with a lot of rhetoric.

The man also said that if you go to this bar, you should dress decently, so as not to be stopped outside the door and not allowed to go in, it would be shameful.

Ji Zhonghan was about to change into a simple T-shirt and trousers, but stopped abruptly.After thinking about it, he dug out a black shirt with a sense of design from the closet, then simply shaved off his hair and put on a necklace.

In order not to be stopped outside, Ji Zhonghan prepared seriously.

And if the photographer has good appearance, it will be much more convenient to ask strangers for the right to shoot.

Ji Zhonghan is a person who knows that he is good-looking and can use it.

He is not rigid, otherwise he would not follow Xu Wei's wishes and keep long hair that most men cannot accept.

Although I was not happy to meet Feng Qi today, the work still has to continue.

Ji Zhonghan took a taxi to this bar, and the atmosphere was even quieter than he had imagined.

He went to the front desk to order a glass of wine, as the photographer said, it was delicious.

The bartender is a very charming woman, and the movements of bartending are very neat and very performative.

When handing Ji Zhonghan the wine, he asked him specifically if he had any companions with him.

Ji Zhonghan didn't answer this question, but raised the camera in his hand and asked, "Can I take a picture for you?"

When the bartender heard this, he thought it was a special invitation, and was actually happy: "Okay, I still have an hour to get off work, let's go to my house to shoot."

Ji Zhonghan put down the camera: "Just take pictures here." He politely refused.

The bartender held his chin with his hand, and pressed down, revealing the curve of the skirt: "Really? It's inconvenient for me to be here, don't you want to take a picture of something else?"

The bartender's hand, painted with deep red nail polish, lightly placed on the neckline, pressing it suggestively.

Ji Zhonghan was a little dizzy. It's not that he has never met such an enthusiastic model, but he was too enthusiastic, and he couldn't stand it.

He blushed and his eyes became dodgy: "No need, I just want to take a simple portrait."

The bartender laughed heartily: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, just shoot if you want."

Ji Zhonghan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't guide the bartender's movements, and the bartender acted like no one was taking pictures of her, everything was so natural.

With ambiguous lighting, complex expressions of characters, and sufficient atmosphere of the story, Ji Zhonghan almost obsessively captures one shot after another.

After the shooting came to an end, Ji Zhonghan looked down at the photos.

The bartender had no customers for the time being, so he came over, leaned half on the bar counter, and said softly, "Show me, how are you doing?"

Ji Zhonghan turned sideways and handed the DSLR over, and the bartender said, "I can't turn it over, help me."

He had no choice but to pass the camera some more, subconsciously leaning slightly.

At this time, a group of people suddenly passed by behind him. The women were laughing and laughing, and the sound of their heels hitting the ground was clear and crisp.

The bartender suddenly raised his head, showing a blank expression only when he saw something very attractive.

Soon Ji Zhonghan knew exactly what attracted the bartender.

Because he heard a female voice behind him asking, "Rio, why don't you leave?"

Ji Zhonghan's hand holding the SLR tightened for a moment, and he pursed his lips, hoping that the other party would not find him, don't come over, and stop pestering him!

However, everything is like Murphy's Law, the more you fear, the more things will happen.

An arm rested heavily on Ji Zhonghan's shoulder, holding him firmly with the smell of women's perfume.

Feng Qi approached him: "Our good boy, how can we learn to come to the bar?"

The bartender took a few steps back in surprise, not as blunt and generous as the one who flirted with Ji Zhonghan, but actually showed a little shyness like a girl.

Ji Zhonghan raised his shoulder and knocked Feng Qi's hand away, but he didn't expect that the other party snatched his camera away.

After Feng Qi saw the photo, the bartender smiled frivolously: "You look better in person than in the photo."

The bartender said in a panic, "Thank you, thank you, what would you like to drink?"

Ji Zhonghan stubbornly wanted to take back his camera, but Feng Qi grabbed his hand, slipped to his waist and pinched him hard.

He was afraid of itchiness, and even more afraid of pain. The pinching was both itchy and painful, which made half of his body go limp. He couldn't maintain his balance on the high stool, and almost fell, but was hugged by Feng Qi instead.

Feng Qi put his arms around the person in his arms, turned around and said to the group of people who came with him: "Go to the private room first, I will go there later."

Some girls in the group made dissatisfied voices, but finally left with the others.

Ji Zhonghan struggled to stabilize his body and sat up.

When he realized that Feng Qi's chest was what he was borrowing strength from, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to pinch the napkin next to the wine glass and wiped it on his palm.

His actions did not escape Feng Qi's eyes. When the bartender was mixing drinks, Feng Qi returned the camera to Ji Zhonghan: "You use this method to pick up girls? It's not earthy."

His tone was relaxed, as if Ji Zhonghan was his friend, without the bad words from the previous few times.

But this made people feel even more uneasy, Ji Zhonghan put the DSLR back into the camera bag, and planned to carry it on his back and leave.

But Feng Qi's two long legs stepped on both sides of his chair separately, using the advantage of his legs to trap Ji Zhonghan within his range.

Ji Zhonghan stared at the leg blocking the way: "Get out of the way."

Feng Qi nodded his wine glass: "I haven't finished the wine yet, what's the rush?"

Ji Zhonghan grabbed the wine glass and drank it down.He drank too quickly, choked on the wine instead, and coughed violently.

Alcohol choked into the windpipe, hot and pungent, almost deadly.

Ji Zhonghan choked and coughed, tears were about to come out.

He felt Feng Qi stand up and pull him to a place.He couldn't refuse, because it was too uncomfortable.

After finally calming down, his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, his eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly.

I just felt that it was too quiet, like a closed space, and Feng Qi had been standing in front of him for a long time.

When he realized that there were only the two of them in this environment, Ji Zhonghan felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy animal, every nerve was tense, he couldn't help but take precautions and retreat, wishing to find a place to hide.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qi just let out a low laugh.

Ji Zhonghan glanced around, it was an unoccupied box, and the sound of music came from under the crack of the door.

There was no light in the box, only the glass window on the door revealed the light from the corridor, and the faint blue light enveloped the room, and they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly.

Feng Qi raised his hand, and a cluster of lights lit up from between them, which came from the lighter in Feng Qi's palm.

Feng Qi reached out and brought the lighter close to Ji Zhonghan, the heat of the fire almost reached Ji Zhonghan's cheek, but Ji Zhonghan calmly did not dodge.

He felt that Feng Qi was childish and impatient to spend too long in this box with others.

Ji Zhonghan: "Why are you pestering me over and over again?"

Feng Qi might find his choice of words funny: "Entanglement?"

Ji Zhonghan said calmly: "It can't be because he likes me."

This made it even more ridiculous, Feng Qi laughed out loud: "Like you? What do you like about you?"

"Like you fuck better than women?"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Zhonghan felt the familiar soreness welling up in his heart, as if someone was twisting his internal organs, which made him very uncomfortable.

People always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, just like fire, which used to be very warm, but when it is so hot that people hurt, they will want to hide.

Just like he did to Feng Qi, if Feng Qi made him hurt, he didn't want to be close to this person again.

Ji Zhonghan said: "I didn't tell anyone what happened back then."

Feng Qi laughed even more happily: "Who do you want to tell, tell others that you were raped by me?"

"How did you rape, you shot a mess under me, is this also called rape?"

Every time he said a word, Ji Zhonghan's face turned pale.

Feng Qi turned off the lighter in his hand and plunged everything into darkness.

However, the smell will not be blocked by vision, Ji Zhonghan can feel Feng Qi's approach, and at the same time feel the warmth of his breath, covering his ears: "Honey, that's sex, not rape."