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The two chatted for a long time, and almost missed the tentative return date. It wasn't until Meng Yi got out of the parking lot that he suddenly woke up.

The two heavy machines went on the road again, this time Longshen and Ducati side by side, slowly drove back to the noisy city, and started their respective jobs, as if the romantic ride just now was just a short escape that Fu Juehan promised him.

The end point of the return journey is Wangjiang.

"Let's go, show you my place." Fu Juehan held his wrist through his sleeve, and led him to Regal's door.

Meng Yi didn't want to pull his hand away, and said in a low voice, "Don't take it, I've been here a few times before, with Chen Lin."

Fu Juehan smiled, "It's different, I want to show you for myself."

As soon as the door was opened, heavy metal rocks hit people's foreheads, and as soon as their feet fell, they stepped on the suspended floor paved with red iron frames, and there was a loud "bang bang".

Regal has three floors in total, and the liveliest dance floor is built underground. After entering the door, you have to go down the thin and narrow stairs. Chen Lin once said that this is a passage that separates the fucking reality from the entertainment to death. A layer of gentle skin, and then completely integrated into the ghosts and snakes in the middle of the dance floor, truly being yourself.

Fu Juehan took a highlighter and wrote three numbers on Meng Yi's wrist, then turned to let the little brother at the door enter, "336, register."

Meng Yi remembered that every time he came to Regal, he had to register and cancel his account before leaving. He looked at Fu Juehan a little funny, "What rules do you set?"

"Well, as many people as you come in in one night, you have to leave as many people as you want. If you can't even guarantee this, then I've been doing it for nothing for so many years."

He raised his hand and clicked on the monitoring screen in the computer, pressed the bluetooth headset and asked, "How much wine did you order at seat C?"

"Well, Xiao Wu went over to look, and it's because girls are prone to accidents when they're drunk. There's something wrong with the man at the bar number 3. I suspect he's slipped some drugs. Li Yang went over to check. The habitual offender in D District came again. Now, the doorman is careful not to allow him to take anyone away."

He was bowing and staring at the screen when he gave these orders, his thin lips were biting the leather gloves and tearing them off, from the sharp jaw line to the bulging biceps, there was a thick and contradictory fierceness everywhere .

Like a bandit, but not fully summarized.

Meng Yi turned his head and looked at the crazy dance floor below, and suddenly understood where the sense of contradiction came from. The characteristics of Fu Juehan and Regal's tone were perfectly integrated, strong, domineering, wild, and romantic, but there was another way of saying the same thing rules.

He has been in Wangjiang for nearly seven years, creating a luxurious entertainment sanctuary, but trying his best to ensure that every customer is thoughtful.

The charm of a mature man and the determination and sense of security of a long-standing superiority are fully revealed in him, just like a trap with tentacles, Meng Yi can be easily caught in it.

"I come over to watch the river at eight or nine o'clock, and then go back to the villa after the night to catch up on sleep, exercise, and talk about business, two o'clock and one line, almost every day."

Meng Yi looked at him suspiciously, meaning why did you tell me this?

The tip of his nose was pinched suddenly, and when Fu Juehan walked up to him, he said lovingly: "Stupid thing."

Only then did Meng Yi realize later that Fu Juehan was clearly showing his life to him. He had a look at me, my place, and my life before deciding whether to take it or not. join in.

Different from most straight-ball suitors who want to invade other people's lives from the very beginning, occupying a place and gaining a sense of presence, Fu Juehan's first step is to accept and open himself to be considered by others.

He was honest from beginning to end, and always left the initiative to Meng Yi.

"Regal is the biggest place in Wangjiang, and it's also the safest place. Come here if you want to drink in the future. Everyone here knows you, so nothing will happen."

"All...know me?"

"Ah."

Fu Juehan led him to the first bar under the stairs. Red paint was splashed on the brick wall. The sexy female bartender dressed as a cat girl threw the long and thin glass into the air, and the red wine poured out immediately. Make an arc and catch it with an iron cup without looking at it.

"Fuck! So cool!"

Meng Yi cheered together with the young boys who were watching around, and then he noticed that there were a few words written in lipstick on the sign behind the bartender - only for sale of Margaret and Miss Kitty's kisses, no refunds or exchanges.

Then the glass of newly-mixed wine was brought to Meng Yi, and the cat girl glanced at Fu Juehan, and said in a soft voice like a fire: "Young master, there are two items for sale tonight, which one do you choose?" ?”

Meng Yi's cheeks flushed instantly, the innocent little fool had never seen such a scene, and immediately looked at Fu Juehan as if asking for help.

The latter took the glass of wine and drank it down. Immediately, two booing whistles sounded behind him. Fu Juehan glanced at the bartender, "Don't make trouble with him."

After they left, the guest asked: "Hey! Who is this person? It's such a big show. Mr. Fu personally guards the wine, like a baby."

The cat girl stared at the backs of the two of them with a silly face, "Don't tell me, baby."

"There's no ice in that glass of wine, I can drink it by myself." Meng Yi whispered next to him.

"That's not a Margarita, that's a Long Island Iced Tea."

"I know," he curled his lips and muttered, "I don't look down on anyone. Back then, I was also known as the little prince of the liquor store, okay? I've drunk seventy or eighty glasses of this stuff."

Fu Juehan raised his lips and looked at him squarely: "Then, my little prince, do you know that there is another name for that glass of wine?"

Fuck it, Meng Yi gulped down his saliva in a daze, why read the same three words from his mouth like breaking the law.

He cleared his throat, pretending to be calm: "What name?"

"Lost wine."

Fu Juehan stared at him and asked word by word: "Do you still want to drink?"

"!!!"

How come there is such an unscrupulous name for wine!Meng Yi blushed and shook his head frantically, "No, no, no! Stop drinking! Stop drinking!! I didn't mean that!"

Fu Juehan held his head with his big hand and shook his head twice, "Be obedient."

"..." Meng Yi softened immediately, and even unconsciously rubbed the top of his furry head against his palm, "Oh..."

The next bar sells boiled wine, and the bartender with a short cut is holding a cigarette in his ear, and his fingers are flying, throwing pears and lychees into the bubbling red wine.

Fu Juehan introduced: "This is a newly opened table that sells low-alcohol shochu. Come and drink when the weather is cold."

He said, "Second boy."

"Hey, brother." The little brother with an inch head raised his eyes and glanced over, his eyes lit up when he saw Meng Yi, "Yo, the young master is here!"

Meng Yi felt a little uncomfortable, "Just call me Xiaomeng."

"Don't, don't, don't," the younger brother blinked narrowly, "I don't dare, we are not of the same generation at all."

Damn, how can this person be as virtuous as Li Yang!

Can't tell whether he was ashamed or helpless, Meng Yi stretched out his hands to grab his hair for the countless times tonight, the curly hair looked like a trembling little mushroom.

Little Mushroom turned his head and looked at him resentfully with twinkling eyes, and pouted: "Why are the people in your store so dishonest."

Fu Juehan watched the fun, and finally showed mercy to him: "Okay, I didn't bring someone here for the first time to make fun of you. Give me the new product that I adjusted today."

"Come on!" He scooped up a small cup of red wine and handed it to Meng Yi, "Young master, do you like it? Sydney made cognac."

Before Meng Yi reached out his hand, Fu Juehan took it, and brought it to his lips, "Take a sip first."

The freshly brewed wine was hot, and the face was smoky before drinking the heat. Meng Yimao could only lick a small sip along the rim of the cup with his tongue. Like a steamed stuffed bun, "My God...so sour..."

"Not good?" Fu Juehan also took a sip, it was not only sour, it was astringent and bitter, and there was no hint of pear flavor.

He handed the wine back to Cun Tou, his eyes darkened: "Didn't you taste it yourself after mixing it? You don't need to use this product."

"Hey! Don't!" Seeing the little brother's embarrassed appearance, Meng Yi felt that he had said the wrong thing just now, "Don't miss it, the wine is pretty good, but it doesn't suit my taste, and there must be other guests who like it."

Fu Juehan didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "It was originally set up for you, so there is no need for others to like it."

"..."

Who can resist his domineering intentions that can be seen everywhere......

Meng Yi was stunned for half a second, the allergy to the wine he just drank quickly spread throughout his body, his heart seemed to have turned into a browned apple, every beat was due to the unstoppable chemical reaction Fu Juehan brought him.

He took a deep breath, boldly dragged him to a small corner under the stairs, his movements were wild like a hooligan, but his words were like the one being hooliganized, "Brother Han, I...can I call you brother, Can you stop talking like that, I can't bear it..."

When Fu Juehan was pressed against the wall by him, he still felt it was a novelty. The deafening noise from the bar rang in his ears. They hid under the dark stairs and had an ambiguous affair quietly. There was a sea of ​​noisy people outside.

"What did I say?"

"Just... like coaxing a child..." He slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell unconsciously on Fu Juehan's lips that had just drank alcohol. feel thirsty.

"I'm also a big man in his 20s. You don't need to be so careful...holding it. Besides, if, I mean, if we really get better in the future, then you can't treat me unilaterally. Giving and liking are two-way, right? I will treat you well..."

He felt that he was not worthy of making Fu Juehan like this at all, so he babbled a lot, and the more he talked, the more he talked, the words were not coherent, he only felt his breath getting hotter and hotter, and his whole body seemed to be covered in a sealed bottle. His breath was full of the smell of the man in front of him.

He regretted bringing people into it, which was tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

"You... do you know what you're talking about?"

Fu Juehan closed his eyes, leaned closer, put his fingertips against his chin, and breathed hot air, saying "good for you" and "likes go both ways", to him it sounded like a confession .

But Meng Yi shook his head in a dazed manner, staring at his lips, "I'm not sure... I seem to have said something wrong... You, you just pretend you didn't hear it." ......"

"..." Fu Juehan held his breath, unable to get up or down, as if he was driven to a desperate situation: "Then let's discuss it, I don't talk to you like that, and you don't look at me like that I."

Meng Yi raised his eyes in doubt, Fu Juehan was leaning over to press down, and the rough leather gloves plucked his lips.

"You looked at me like that, I thought you wanted to kiss me again."

With a "boom", my head exploded.

Meng Yi lowered his head in a panic, staggering his body and trying to escape, "No...I, I didn't mean that—"

Fu Juehan grabbed his wrist and pulled him back forcefully. The moment Meng Yi fell into his arms, he was really scared, and his voice became hoarse: "Fu Juehan, you promised not to force me." I......"

Suddenly there was a rapid cell phone ringing in the small space, and Meng Yi touched his trouser pocket as if rescued, "My cell phone is ringing, my cell phone is ringing..."

But the wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, "Don't take it."

It was impossible for him to be interrupted in the same way for the third time. Seeing Meng Yi's frightened incoherent appearance hurt more than anyone else, but he had to push him to take a small step first.

"I don't force you to give me any answer, you just say whether you want to or not."

Meng Yi swallowed apprehensively, "Thinking...what are you thinking..."

"Or should I put it another way?"

A hand was placed on the side of the neck, caressing his cheek in a comforting way, Fu Juehan's resolute eyebrows slowly approached under the colorful ambient light, Meng Yi heard him ask in a low voice——

"I want to kiss you now, do you still want to run?"

The author says:

Woo woo woo baby!Ma Ma beg you to be brave!