When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Kang Jingwu got up and took Lin Han to play.

Lin Han was drunk, so he asked vaguely, "Brother Jingwu, where are you taking me?"

"Take you to have fun."

"But I still want to ask Xiaoyou for advice on boxing."

"You can ask for advice on boxing at any time. You don't have a worry-free root, so it's useless to ask for advice."

"Who said that? The boxing techniques Xiaoyou taught us are very practical..." Lin Han's voice became farther and farther away, and was finally drowned in the noise around him.

Wuyou sat back in his seat, his hand was suddenly grabbed, "Ayou."

The drunk-eyed man lacked his usual aloofness and seriousness, and his supposedly sharp eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of mist, giving him a more seductive expression.

Wuyou couldn't help chuckling, "Sure enough, wine is the root of all disasters, and it can make Fu Shao, who has always been self-reliant, show his flirtatious side."

"Is that why you don't drink? In fact, it's okay to have a drink once in a while." Fu Junheng said.

Worry-free shook his head, and was about to withdraw his hand, but Fu Junheng used some force to prevent him from pulling it out.

"What does Young Master Fu want to do?" Wuyou looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

Fu Junheng also looked at Wuyou's face, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "I want to invite Ayou to dance together."

Worriless: "..."

"Fu Shao is really drunk."

"You and Wei Xiaoyu also jumped over."

Wuyou laughed, "Why are Fu Shao's words so sour? Actually, you don't have to compare with them."

"Then who should I compare with?" Fu Junheng asked slowly following his words.

Wuyou knew that he did it on purpose, but still answered him seriously: "You don't have to compare yourself with anyone, you are yourself."

Fu Junheng automatically translated: "Ayou, this means that I am unique in your heart?"

Wuyou looked at his half-smile face and corrected him, "You are like all living beings in my heart."

Fu Junheng: "Ayou's mouth is really unforgiving."

Worry-free: "Young Master Fu, can you let go of my hand?"

"I took the hand with great difficulty, do you think I will let go easily?" Fu Junheng stood up and pulled Wuyou up from the seat, "It's good to relax once in a while, Ayou doesn't have to talk about Buddha all the time side, as long as there is a Buddha in your heart.”

worry-free: ...

"I think Fu Shaohui's roots are not shallow. What's so good about this fancy world? Why don't you accompany me to meditate and recite scriptures."

Fu Junheng pulled him in front of him, and whispered into his ear, "Ayou dance with me, but tomorrow I will meditate with you and chant scriptures."

Wuyou smiled, "Fu Shaozhen knows how to bargain."

"I was originally a businessman."

Wuyou was defeated and was dragged to the dance floor by Fu Junheng.

The bright and dark neon lights flickered, and there were men and women writhing in their youth all around.

Fu Junheng rested his chin lightly on Wuyou's shoulder, wrapped his arms around him, and Wuyou moved uncomfortably, and a deep magnetic voice came from his ear: "Ayou, I'm drunk."

Wuyou finally let him lean on him, "Go back and rest early when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

"Huh?" Wuyou stood upright.

Fu Junheng didn't move, just hugged Wuyou, and took a deep breath to absorb the desolate fragrance on his body. It was obviously a kind of abstinent breath, but it just made people fascinated.

Fu Junheng enjoyed the tranquility in the hustle and bustle, as if no matter how crazy the world was, they all had their own little world.In this small world, only the two of them.

He said in a low voice: "It's Ah You's body smells so good that he got drunk before he knew it."

"..."

"Young Master Fu was really drunk and started talking nonsense."

Not far away, a pair of eyes stared closely at the two hugging on the dance floor.

A well-dressed little boy came over and asked with a smile at the few people who were depressed: "Hey, Fei Shao, Zhou Shao, what's the matter with you today? He drank so much that he didn't say a word, why didn't he find the handsome guy?" accompany?"

Fei Xiuyuan only felt that his chest was filled with gloom, and he couldn't find a place to vent it, so he glanced coldly at this handsome young man with no winks, "Get lost!"

The little boy was refuted, and his face was a little embarrassed, but seeing that the rest of the people were not very interested, he had to leave in a huff.

Zhou You took a puff of cigarette, and looked at Fei Xiuyuan, who was red-eyed, "I said Fei Shao, you... As for this? When you come out to play, don't show emotion."

Du Jing: "Okay, Shao Fei feels uncomfortable, so please stop saying a few words."

Seeing this, Lai Er arched angrily: "Wuyou, this stinky bastard really loves one another. He used to say that he was willing to die for Fei Shao. Look, now he is with another man, a flirtatious bastard."

"Woman is a woman, right?"

"What's the difference between him and a woman? Look at his upturned buttocks, which are even more upturned than women's. He must be dead on the bed. He can seduce a lot of men with just a ball, and he is more flirtatious than women..." Lai Er commented on Wuyou's The body is full of saliva, and I don't think it's enough to be obscene.

Fei Xiuyuan frowned, and looked at Lai Er coldly, "Shut your mouth!"

Although he looked down on Wuyou and even hated Wuyou, he still couldn't tolerate someone saying that about Wuyou.

Lai Er was taken aback by Fei Xiuyuan's yell, Zhou You said slowly, "You didn't brush your teeth this morning, your mouth smells so bad."

Lai Er felt that he was so aggrieved, "He was supposed to be a lover, so why don't I say a few words? Fei Shao, no matter how much they said in the past, you didn't say anything. If I say a few words today, what are you talking about?" fire?"

"Did you see that Fei Shao is in a bad mood today? He still insists on hitting the gun." Zhou You gave him a white look.

"Damn it, it's not that I made him feel bad. You have the guts to go forward and snatch the canary back from that wild man!"

Lai Er vented, feeling very bored, and rushed away angrily.

Wuyou was squeezed, and his whole body stuck to Fu Junheng's body.

"Be careful." Fu Junheng pulled him into his arms, and the two of them got closer now.

Wuyou smiled, and broke away from Fu Junheng's embrace with a little force, "Young Master Fu, someone scolded you."

"Huh?" Fu Junheng still held his hand, his eyes locked on his face.

"Do you want to have some other fun?" Wuyou asked, his clear eyes were full of cunning.

"I will accompany you to the end for the fun you want."

"Then come with me!"

He could tell that Fu Junheng didn't know how to dance at all, and it was boring for them to stand awkwardly there, so it's better to go out and exercise.

Lai Er was about to leave, but was stopped when he passed by the front desk.

"Young Master Lai, here is your bill, please finish the bill before leaving."

Lai Er looked at the consumption amount approaching seven figures, and shouted: "Did you make a mistake? How could I spend so much?"

"Oh, the drinks at the tables of Fu Shao, Wuyou and Lan Shao are also counted. How about you discuss with them and let them pay or you pay part of it?"

Lai Er thought about Lan Xiu's personality, if he went to bargain with him, he was afraid that he would be humiliated again, so he had to admit it in the end.

He settled the account, not only was there no money left on the savings card, but the credit card was almost overdrawn.

He is an old-fashioned rich second generation, and he is not in power. In addition, he has never saved himself, and he has no surplus in his hands.This time it was even worse, except for going home to ask for money, he estimated that he would have to live in poverty for a while.

Lai Er left bitterly, secretly thinking that he must clean up Wuyou well.

Just thinking about it, Wuyou actually appeared, and he was the only one.

Lai Er looked at Wuyou who was alone, his eyes lingered on Wuyou's slender waist and hips, this is really a golden opportunity