How to properly play the spare tire character

The clerk in the suit shop immediately recognized Lu Cang, who has been in the limelight recently.

Seeing Lu Cang approaching the elegant young man who came to the store to try on the wedding dress and behaved extremely indifferently, Lu Cang has a deep outline and deep eye sockets, and when he stares at a person, it always makes people feel a little affectionate.

In particular, he stretched out his hand, as a matter of course, adjusted the bow tie at the neckline for the gentle young man.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two is almost detectable by anyone with a discerning eye.

The clerk looked suspiciously at the gloomy young man who was wearing the same wedding dress as the gentle young man next to him, always feeling that the other party's head was green.

Song Yan's expression was a bit ugly, his deep black eyes were completely dark and cold, he saw the other party getting intimate with his future wife under his nose, and even touched his wife's palm and waist from an invisible angle. Wire.

But he could only watch, unable to vent his anger as a matter of course, and even said respectfully to this despicable guy with a smile on his face, "Father."

Lu Cang smiled and shifted his gaze. When he saw Song Yan, his eyes seemed a little surprised, and he seemed to remember that Song Yan was Xie Ci's future husband.

Such a cold and slightly mocking attitude made Song Yan clenched his fingers for a moment.

He could hardly bear it, or could not wait to swear his sovereignty over his wife in front of the other party. He wanted to make Lu Cang's disgusting face lose face.

It was Xie Ci who blocked all his crazy thoughts.

The assistant's eyes drifted across his cheeks like a wind, cold and warning, the other party took a step back, a little away from Lu Cang, he nodded slightly to the waiter next to him and said, "Sorry, can I change my body? "

"Just that one, please help my future husband do the same, we have to try it together." The gentle young man pointed to another simple and low-key white wedding suit hanging on the wall.

Song Yan lowered his eyelids, the poisonous snake in his heart withdrew its fangs, and sank into the swamp patiently again.

They both walked into the fitting room at both ends.

Lu Cang's complexion remained unchanged, his fingers stroked a scar that was not deep and not shallow on his thumb, and his black eyes were calm.

This scar was left when Xie Ci blocked a shot for Lu Cang when he personally delivered the goods last time, and Lu Cang beat the boss of the other party until his bones were broken.

Thinking about it carefully, the young man seems to have had scars on his body since he was with him.

Although Lu Cang didn't usually do anything good to abide by the law, he knew in his heart that Xie Ci had never let him down for so many years, and he should let him go if the other party wanted to get married.

The man with golden eyes glanced at the manager standing next to him, paused slightly, and walked into the fitting room on the side without hesitation.

The scar on the finger was slightly burning like heat.

But he knows, he's tried, he can't watch a baby he raised with his own hands end up in someone else's bed.

Xie Ci can wander among the crowd without touching himself, but he can't even look at those guys with eyes full of love.

He must be firmly held by Lu Cang.

The gentle and pleasant voice of the assistant came from the fitting room: "Sorry, may I ask if the way of tying the straps at the back of this dress is different from the usual way?"

There was no lock in the light-colored fitting room, and the door was gently pushed open with the palm of the knuckles.

Xie Ci only thought that the waiter outside came in to help him, but he turned his back and couldn't see the face of the person coming.

Warm and cool hands helped him fasten the artistically designed lace behind his back, and the slightly rough calluses groped and landed on the back of Xie Ci's white neck, feeling a numb feeling of electric shock.

The assistant's tone was slightly paused, probably feeling offended, he turned around and said, "You..."

When he saw Lu Cang's silent and out-of-control eyes, his words stopped abruptly.

Panic flashed across the eyes of the young assistant, but he tried his best to remain calm and rational, but his voice became trembling and weak against the master's will: "Mr. Lu, why did you come in?"

Lu Cang's usually calm face seemed to be instantly covered by a kind of elegant loneliness. Under his deliberate disguise, there was completely ambition and threat surfacing.

He said: "Ah Ci, do you really want to marry that trash who will go to jail at some point? Didn't you promise me to stay by my side forever?"

"Have you forgotten all about it?"

The fitting room is not big, and it seems crowded with two adult men.

The door was blocked by the other party, Xie Ci knew that his strength was no match for Lu Cang, so he listened attentively, it was quiet outside, as if all the sounds had disappeared.

Xie Ci looked down, he was really like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, no matter how much Lu Cang kissed and molested him here, no one would come to save him.

The world is said to be equal and democratic, but in fact it is completely controlled by power and money.

Xie Ci lowered his eyes, and his voice was tense: "I'm sorry, I really disappointed you, but I didn't marry the other party because of his ability. Mr. Lu, even if I have a small family with someone else, it doesn't prevent me from being with you around."

"You really needn't worry."

Lu Cang raised his eyes unhurriedly to look at Xie Ci, his black and astringent eyes were hidden under the gold-rimmed eye frames, like slippery snakes waiting for an opportunity.

The man said: "Ah Ci, you understand what I mean."

Xie Ci moved suddenly, his knuckles were bluish white, with a kind of tight and pitiful beauty, like a blade.

The assistant held his cuffs patiently, and approached this man who had always been a gentleman for the first time. His beautiful eyes were a little red, the kind of thin red like rouge, as if he would tremble and flow down when he licked it water stains.

He seemed to be forced to do nothing, hoarse, and his voice trembled slightly: "Lu Cang, I don't understand what you mean, I never understand what you mean."

"You clearly know that I like you."

Lu Cang's eyes were slightly fixed, and seemed to be a little soft, and his thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back.

Xie Ci gritted his teeth, and said a little tiredly: "I don't know if you like me or not, and I don't want to wait any longer. You always push me to others, and I always watch you walk towards others. I'm tired and don't want to Torture yourself no more."

His lips curled up reluctantly, still trembling: "That's it, it's fine to let each other go."

What he said was insincere, and more muddy evil thoughts sprouted in his heart involuntarily.

How can we let it go like this?

Lu Cang wouldn't know that he, the loyal dog in the eyes of the other party, had already become so ambitious that he devoured his master.

Lu Cang didn't know anything, that's why he, who was always cautious, showed those little sympathies to the tearful and pretending assistant.

Men always have these bad natures. Facing the painful confession of the person they like, they feel pity in their hearts, and at the same time, they can't help but feel secretly happy.

You see, Xie Ci really still likes him.

Lu Cang grabbed Xie Ci's wrist, his dark eyes looked directly at the young man, and his voice was lowered: "Ah Ci, I thought we had a tacit understanding after so long."

"I thought I liked you. You don't have to say this sentence and you will understand it."

Xie Ci struggled for a while, his expression gradually regained his composure, perhaps because of crying, the young man's pale eyes had a thorny blush, like diluted rose fluid.

His breathing was very soft, and the heat that cooled after being excited hung in his ears. He looked at Lu Cang fixedly and said, "You like me, can you announce that you are marrying me immediately?"

"Lu Cang, you won't, you still have your grand plan not realized, you don't need a wife who has no family support and real power."

Xie Ci's voice was very calm, without the slightest bit of sharpness or piercing, just stated calmly.

State all Lu Cang's delusional thoughts.

"You just want to gain power on the one hand, but on the other hand, you are not used to me no longer revolving around you alone. It's just a possessive desire."

Lu Cang's eyes cooled down slightly, he was rarely blamed in such a condemning tone, especially Xie Ci who had always been extremely obedient to him.

He said, "Ah Ci is blaming me?"

Xie Ci lowered his eyelids: "No."

The air was almost condensed, and after a while, Lu Cang sighed helplessly: "I know I did something wrong, Ah Ci, give me another chance, Song Yan is not suitable for you, let alone you don't like him, don't get flustered for a while. ..."

What he said was earnest, almost like an elder looking at a disobedient and restless child.

Xie Ci raised his eyes: "I like him."

"Mr. Lu, no one keeps spinning in circles, neither do I." The young man said calmly and distantly, just like his usual attitude towards others.

Lu Cang's face turned cold completely, and his gentle gentleman's appearance cracked a bit: "Xie Ci, you should know that I don't have much patience."

Xie Ci brushed his shoulder, walked out of the changing room, looked sideways and said, "Mr. Lu, I know very well."

But he still stubbornly went out and walked towards Song Yan, just like he used to be like a little beast, stubbornly walking towards him.

**

Although Song Yan is Lu Cang's adopted son in name, in fact, everyone knows that the real power will not fall into the hands of the other party, not to mention that Mr. Lu has specially instructed him not to attend this wedding that everyone is not optimistic about.

So the wedding day was not very lively, it could even be said to be a little deserted.

Xie Ci didn't have many friends here, only a few good colleagues from the company came, and only a few of Song Yan's trustworthy men came down from Song Yan's side.

Only two came unexpectedly, one was Lu Cang's new favorite little lover Shen Jianjiang, and the other was Song Yan's nominal third brother Cui Jiu.

Shen Jianjiang's complexion was a little pale, his lips were a little dry, and his eyes were dark and moist, which made him look weak and deceptive.

But no one present dared to underestimate him.

This is a tough character.

On the contrary, Cui Jiu, he still looks like an outsider, no one can see his intentions, no one knows his purpose, he comes here at will, as if he came just after remembering, but maybe the next second will leave.

Everyone was absent-minded, and everyone knew that this wedding would not go on so simply.

This is just a game, or maybe a game within a game.