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"Hahaha!!!"

Li Yang, who was domineering and cool just now, almost pouted with a smile now, "Brother Han, did you see the pajamas he was wearing! What did the young master think? Wearing Pikachu to fight, he is counting on the yellow electric mouse Give him blood? Hahahaha!"

"Hey, but he's pretty straight," Li Yang gasped while clutching his stomach, "Shen Lei's arms and legs are thicker than him, and he's going up to his crotch, hissing, he's going to have to Disable people."

There was a smile in Fu Juehan's eyes, showing a little connivance, "What the hell, I've been a showman since I was a child."

It's like the self-effacement of one's own child after being praised.

"Not really."

Li Yang blinked, and smiled a little sternly, "I think his arms and legs are slender, but they are still quite strong, so he won't be unbearable if he fiddles with them twice—"

Fu Juehan glanced at him, and he immediately shut up, waving his hands again and again, "Design! I made a mistake and I owe you! I shouldn't have called your baby lump!"

"Ahhh-"

Meng Yi, who still didn't know how he was programmed, sneezed hard, causing a buzzing in his head.

He shook his head, "Who secretly scolded me..."

"Do you still need to guess! It must be the big tall guy who was almost broken by you!"

Chen Lin drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, "Hey, you said he won't come to block us again?"

Meng Yi looked disdainful, "Come here, I'm afraid what will happen to him, I just asked for two bodyguards with my brother, they will be here soon, don't worry."

He was so unintentional that he was still drinking at someone's place just after he was beaten. He was purely looking for a place with a lot of people and waiting for the bodyguards to come over, fearing that something would go wrong on the way home.

Chen Lin straightened up immediately, startled, "Damn it! Brother Xiang wants to come over! Let him know that I will fight with you and tell my dad! I don't want to go home and get beaten again!"

"If my brother doesn't come, let's see how good you are. I didn't tell him about the fight. I just said that I was too drunk and asked him to ask someone to pick me up."

Only then did Chen Lin feel relieved, and exaggeratedly clutched his chest, "I'm scared to death."

It was too hot in the bar, Meng stood up and took off the lamb wool after a couple of struggles, leaving only a pajamas with Pikachu hanging on it, and smashed himself into the sofa like a small hammer.

He was already small, with dirty orange curly hair, a delicate and beautiful little round face, and he looked quite obedient when he wasn't a monster, and even fans in the live broadcast room often called him a sucker.

But when those almond eyes are wide open, it adds a sense of hotness, like a dog lying down and angry, which can arouse others' desire to conquer.

Not to mention that he is still "dressed up" so tenderly today.

Meng Yi could feel a few gazes on him through the deck, full of playfulness and exploration.

He stared back one by one with a tiger's face, thinking why the bodyguards haven't come yet, this place is really annoying.

Chen Rin had been drinking for a while before he came, and now she is a little on the top, and waved at him: "Actually, it's okay if you don't call bodyguards, this bar is opened by Mr. Fu himself, it is absolutely safe! No one dares to come Make trouble, get drunk and the doorman will send you home."

"Mr. Fu? Fu Juehan?"

Meng Yi raised his eyes and crushed the lollipop in his mouth, "Don't you say that the whole Wangjiang belongs to him? Why is this the only one left?"

"That's right, it's Wangjiang as a whole, but those are just eating stocks, and if you want to be a serious boss..." Chen Lin counted with his fingers, "Ang! It's true that only the Regal family is owned by him. of."

Jiangcheng's night market business is now one of the best in the country, but when Fu Juehan started from scratch, the land was still unfinished, and there was nothing to see except for the greenery.

With a start-up capital of less than 20 yuan, he opened the first bar, Regal, on the other side of the river. After struggling for seven or eight years, it is said that he even broke his arm twice before he got his present hope. By the river pool.

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard that, thinking that the old bastard is quite powerful, and he really has the capital to do it.

"Hey, have you heard? There was a fight in the back street tonight, and Boss Fu personally came forward to protect the next person!" The guests in the booth next to him were gossiping.

"Ah? Boss Fu took care of it? Didn't he never get involved in these things? Fuck, who is so big on face, male or female?"

"It's none of your business to be a man or a woman? It's not you who is insured!"

"Oh, I can't be envious, let's use it as a material for dreaming at night."

Both Meng Yi and Chen Lin were a little embarrassed, they sat up straight by coincidence, raised their hands to cover their faces, and squeezed their heads together.

"It's spread so quickly that everyone knows about it, so we can count on the fire, and let Boss Fu make an exception." Chen Lin still felt untrue.

Meng Yibai glanced at him, "You might have been crying and howling before I came, it's time to listen." After speaking, he caught another key word, "An exception? What exception did he make?"

"Ah, it is said that Mr. Fu never cared about these things, as long as there was no trouble, he would turn a blind eye—hey! That's not right!"

Chen Lin, the second idiot, realized something was wrong now, "Then why does he meddle in our business? Who is he, who is he targeting? I don't even know him!"

Meng Yi coughed suddenly, he was so cool, "You ask me who I'm going to ask, I don't know who." I didn't know each other three months ago...

In fact, I couldn't help but secretly feel happy, big fool, the two of us are the only ones blocked, if it's not you, who else is it!

Feeling like being scratched by a kitten a few times, Meng Yi took several sips of wine, bubbling and bubbling with pride.

This kind of psychology is really easy to understand, like that kind of quiet high school male god who suddenly stood at the door of the lower grade classroom one day and said to find someone so and so.The whole class must have looked at this person in unison, shocked and envious.

Meng Yi is now the envied so-and-so.

But he couldn't tell Chen Lin about it, how could he?It is said that he was drinking crazy with Fu Juehan, not only was he punished, but also his butt was spanked?

It would be better to let him die, because I can't afford to lose this man.

So in the next ten minutes, as long as someone talks about the mysterious person under Mr. Fu's protection, the little paw in Meng Yi's heart can't help but raise, but thinking that he can't tell Chen Lin, the little paw slams down again go back.

An Shuang and Biequ went back and forth, and Meng Yi accidentally drank too much. He blew seven or eight bottles of red, yellow, and yellow bottles. He went upstairs to find the toilet without even remembering to put on his coat.

In the end, I don't know whether it was the narrow road of Yuanjia or his hallucinations caused by alcohol. When the door opened, Meng Yi saw Fu Juehan again.

His first reaction was to run.

"return."

Fu Juehan stared at him through the mirror.

Meng Yi really came back, his eyes were blurred, he rushed in in a daze, his aura was so fierce that he didn't even notice that he had the same hands and feet.

He was really drunk, he was seven points drunk when he left the booth, Fu Juehan was the remaining three points, he was caught off guard and filled him up.

In a trance, he smelled the woody fragrance again and saw Fu Juehan's hand, so the emotions of that night were instantly synchronized.

Shame, embarrassment, annoyance, and a little joy that he would not admit to death.

why?

Because Fu Juehan coaxed him and helped him out?Because it vaguely has a slightly special place in a person's heart?

Meng Yi shook his head, it seemed that he really lacked love.

"Going clubbing in pajamas?"

"Fuck your ass."

It still explodes at one o'clock, Fu Juehan indulged, looking at the biggest Pikachu on his chest, "The pajamas are pretty."

Meng Yi immediately turned sideways, walked sideways like a crab with his back to him, and muttered: "I won't show you."

Fu Juehan couldn't help laughing, he was still a little helpless, why did he have such a big heart, he dared to get drunk like this just after fighting with others.

It's cute though.

Like a thief, Meng Yi picked the urinal farthest from Fu Juehan, and was about to take off his pants when he heard him ask, "Why are you standing so far away?"

Meng Yixin said you don't care about me, can't this Chi open his mouth too much, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Fu Juehan's eyes in the mirror.

The light-colored pupils are narrow and sharp, and the brow bone looks like a protruding ridge.

When he looked at people, there was no extra emotion on his face, his eyelids seemed to be raised because he lowered his head slightly, and he stared at it for a second.

"Come here." Fu Juehan tapped the side with his chin.

Meng Yi smiled, "If you let me go, I have to go?"

Then he walked to the side of the person in two steps, and pouted provocatively, "What do you want to do with Bibi?"

I didn't realize how obedient I was.

Fu Juehan shrugged his shoulders, as if admitting defeat, Meng Yi was so proud that he wanted to raise his tail to the sky, and scolded him: "Counsel."

He took off his pants, held himself very aggressively, raised his head to get ready to go, because there was someone next to him, and he cleared his throat sluggishly.

As a result, 1 minute passed and there was no movement.

2 minutes passed with no movement.

A lifetime is almost over, still, yes, no, moving, still!

"Damn! It's so annoying!"

Why not at this time!

He got angry with anxiety, his face turned red, he lowered his head and stared fiercely at the thing, gnashing his teeth in his heart: Can you give me some fucking face!

Fu Juehan looked at him and frowned: "Did you drink cold wine again?"

People with poor urinary system are most taboo to drink cold wine.

Meng Yi got angry, bit his red lips and muttered: "Otherwise, why don't I drink burning knives at the bar?"

"Next time, go to the bar and find a bartender with an inch, and I'll ask him to temper your wine."

Meng Yi's head was in a daze, and he didn't recognize the privilege in this sentence at all, "I don't need it, and I'm not a little girl."

Fu Juehan thought to himself that you are not a little girl, you are a little ancestor, and you have to be waited on when you go to the bathroom.

With the alcohol on and someone watching, Meng Yi completely lost the concept of image in his mind, and just wanted to solve it quickly.

He held himself, shaking his face with a stinky face, and drew the thing in a circle when he was anxious, and he was short of jumping two steps on the spot, but he just couldn't get out.

Fu Juehan laughed, "If you can't urinate, shake the bird, are you a child?"

Meng Yi frowned, annoyed and ashamed, "Can you stop looking at me!" Turning sideways to cover his things, he was still embarrassed, "Aren't you done yet... hurry up after peeing Let's go!"

Fu Juehan saw that he was half naked, holding the bird, and turned half a circle around the urinal, and then started blowing, whistling, and whistling to himself.

There was a lump of candy in his mouth, the sound of the urn sounded, and the key point was to blow the splits.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He was about to die of anger. Isn't whistling a standard for men all over the country?How come he can't, his mouth is pouted like a thunderbolt and he didn't blow it.

After repeated embarrassment, water vapor came out of the end of his eyes, and the thing turned red from holding back, looking pitiful.

A teasing voice suddenly came from behind him, "It's not that bragging."

The smell of cedar mixed with orange suddenly filled the ears with the voice, Meng Yi's eyes widened at that moment, he was too close.

Fu Juehan leaned close to his obliquely behind, his breath sprayed on his bare neck when he spoke, and his lips seemed to stick to his collar.

A string of electric currents exploded all over Meng Yi's body, and his head seemed to be filled with a honeycomb, buzzing so loudly that he didn't even hear what the people behind him said. He only knew that Fu Juehan's voice was very low, very low, so low that I can't hear it, but it seems that every word contains doting and nostalgia——

"I've been stupid since I was a child, but what can I do with you..."

When he came back to his senses, his body had already been held by someone.

Fu Juehan's arm stretched out from behind, alienated yet intimate, like a restrained yet eager hug.

A scene suddenly popped up in Meng Yi's head, also standing in front of the toilet, being held from behind by someone, it flashed by, but it made the tip of his nose sour.

"Come back to your senses." Fu Juehan called him.

"Wait, wait!" Meng Yi panicked, wanting to push him, "I...I don't need you."

Ignoring his obstruction, Fu Juehan had already grasped it, and low and continuous whistles sounded.

"Shh-"

The author says:

The law of fierce 1 is self-righteous: from the beginning of understanding the attack, you are either slapping your face with social death, or you are on the way to slap your face with social death.

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We are not sure whether whistling is the standard for men all over the country, but all the men I know (my dad, my brother, and my brother-in-law) can whistle, but I just can't learn it.