"Brother, please dance a little more, or be more coquettish."

Chen Chaoyang nodded, and a few of his scumbag classmates over there had rushed to the stage with beers in their hands.

"Chaoyang, don't be nervous, come, drink to strengthen your courage!"

"I'll take a video to commemorate you later."

"Video recording and photography are strictly prohibited in this bar, classmate, our boss will be invited by the police to drink tea if this kind of stuff gets out."

Chen Zhaoyang didn't want to drink very much, but he was poured down by a half-drunk classmate with a bottle of wine on his chin. When Chen Chaoyang was coughing, three or four paws behind him followed his back at the same time.

Chen Chaoyang looked at the big screen in front of him, and several classmates surrounded him, fanning him, obediently for him, and asking him to give him another bite. Just looking at this posture, he almost thought that he was doing something right now. boxing match.

"Classmates, you can go down, the audience doesn't want to see you."

Seeing that Chen Chaoyang was wearing a light gray rhombic sweater over his shirt, the host asked him to take off that sweater again.

Hearing the passionate roar from the audience, Chen Chaoyang regretted that he didn't drink more wine just now.

Just with my drinking capacity, I'm afraid I won't get drunk so quickly.

When Chen Chaoyang was standing on the stage and thinking wildly, the music was already playing, ambiguous and blurred, mixed with gasps and groans that made the heart beat faster.

He was only wearing a white shirt. Chen Chaoyang's habit was to wear a thick coat and a thin sweater shirt outside for the whole winter.

When Chen Chaoyang's finger landed on his first button, there was no more noise in the bar.

Although he was a little nervous, others could not see anything unusual on Chen Chaoyang's face.

Chen Chaoyang twisted his crotch in a small arc. In the dazzling light, with a usual smile on his face, he unbuttoned himself at an extremely slow speed.

The fingers are long and slender, with a healthy wheat color, and they form the most striking contrast with the shiny white shirt under the light. Everyone's eyes are fixed on Chen Chaoyang's hands. Unknowingly, the movements of Chen Chaoyang's fingertips have gradually Control everyone's breathing.

Little by little, his skin was exposed to everyone. When Chen Chaoyang unbuttoned the third button of his shirt, his chin was raised slightly, and he turned his face to one side and looked down at the people in the stands with a disdainful look.

He was so proud that many people in the audience felt an urge to destroy him.

The buttons were unbuttoned at an excruciatingly slow speed. Chen Chaoyang still maintained his previous posture and movements, and stretched out his hands to grab the skirts on both sides.

When everyone was holding their breath, he suddenly pulled the hem of the shirt out of the jeans, exposing a large area of ​​skin on his chest to everyone's sight. His thumb and finger brushed the center of his lips and slowly slid down, his feet were slightly bent, his upper body swung back and forth in a wave-like posture, the arc was still very small, his wheat-colored skin wrapped his body like velvet, his muscles were not very exaggerated, but The trend of texture is obvious, it looks healthy and sexy.

Chen Zhaoyang's fingers went all the way down, from his lips to his jeans, the smile on his face gradually became obvious, with a certain provocative meaning, when he pressed down on the edge of his jeans slightly, everyone felt that they were about to breathe. When he couldn't control it, Chen Chaoyang stopped all his movements, then bowed and buttoned up and walked off the stage.

"Damn it, evildoer! Please associate!"

"another one!"

"Oh, I'm shamelessly tough!"

"Take off naked! Why don't you take off naked?!"

Amidst the hysterical roar, the sissy host came to the stage with a look of unsatisfactory expression, scolded me, apologized in a low voice, and said, "Brother, you have learned it before, right? The pillars of our bar can't jump out of you This feeling! Damn, disdain, temptation, provocation, you still have layers!"

"Chaoyang, from now on you are my idol, I will never worship others in this life."

"Chaoyang, even if I don't like men and don't like you, but I think you will fall into my dream tonight, and then we..."

"Damn it, shut up! Chaoyang, are you tired? Why don't you wait a while and show me the dance alone. I'll record it and put it on the video site. You're ready to be popular!"

Chen Chaoyang smiled and drank the glass of wine that Ni Mingqin handed over, and said, "Now you know how powerful I am? Little ones, come and worship me!"

Looking at Chen Chaoyang who was surrounded by people downstairs, a friend next to Li Jiyuan scolded me and said, "That kid is so interesting, it's the first time I've seen such a performance."

That person doesn't utter bad words on weekdays, except when he is very emotional, Li Jiyuan feels a little regretful in his heart, thinking that it would be great if he could sit closer to him and watch his performance just now, although Chen Chaoyang can be seen on the screen The movement, but after all, somewhat blurred.

Maybe ask the owner of the bar to make a copy for himself.

"This kid wants to dance here every day. This bar is definitely going to be popular. Ji Yuan, do you think it's possible for me to strike up a conversation with him?"

"impossible."

"why?"

Li Jiyuan looked his friend up and down, and said, "He doesn't like your type."

"How do you know? Do you know each other?"

Li Jiyuan didn't speak, but just smiled.

"Fuck, just pretend to be you."

Chen Chaoyang and his group of friends had already left. Looking at the people swarming towards them, Li Jiyuan felt that it was more appropriate for them to leave at this time.

When he got home, Chen Chaoyang had just turned on his cell phone when he received a call from Zhang Zhican. Recently, Zhang Zhican himself was very busy. If Lin should pay more taxes than they actually paid, for this matter, Zhang Zhican quickly fired the two heads of his finance department.

Of course, Chen Chaoyang knew that Zhang Zhican would not do such tax evasion. Firstly, he disdained it. Secondly, once this kind of thing spread, it would seriously affect Ruolin's reputation, and the result would not be worth the loss.

For Zhang Zhican's consideration, Chen Chaoyang hadn't called him for a week, and only sent him text messages such as good night every day.

"Chen Chaoyang, where are you?"

Zhang Zhican's tone was very aggressive. Chen Chaoyang lit a cigarette for himself and said, "Participate in the class reunion."

"Why didn't you answer my call?"

"The phone is dead."

"Are you lying to a ghost? You obviously don't want to come to see me, so you turned off your phone and said it was out of battery!"

Chen Chaoyang smiled and said, "Oops, you guessed it right."

"Chen Chaoyang!"

"Drunk, aren't you?"

"Ah."

"Do you want me to take you home?"

"it is good."

"address?"

"bibi."

"Wait for me, I'll be there in about half an hour."

Zhang Zhican responded like a wronged pet, and then hung up the phone contentedly.

"Zhang Zhican, can you sort out your expression? Do you know that your smile is disgusting?"

Zhang Zhican cut it, with an expression that I was in a good mood and didn't bother to care about you.

"Chen Chaoyang is coming?"

"Well, take me home."

"Damn, are you flirting? Do you dare to act a little more like a little daughter-in-law?"

"Get lost! I'm going to wait for the morning sun."

Seeing Zhang Zhican disappear at the speed of the wind, several people in the box looked at each other, wondering if Zhang Zhican was keeping a pet?Or is it being kept as a pet?

The night is actually very deep, and the strong wind brings a bone-piercing chill. Zhang Zhican wears a large black and white sweater with a long hem, black tight jeans underneath, and a pair of black short boots.

He looked very much like a rock singer, forgot to wear gloves, his hands were a little numb from the cold, Zhang Zhican breathed on his hands, and looked towards the intersection where Chen Chaoyang might appear.

At Christmas, there are still many people selling roses, which are a bit chilly red, so the color becomes more eye-catching, silent, as if it can make the whole world retreat quickly, leaving it in your own vision.

There are young couples leaning on each other and walking past. The man may not be very handsome, and the woman is not beautiful, but they seem to only have each other in their eyes. Zhang Zhican looks slightly envious, and then he thinks that he is waiting Chen Chaoyang,

Such a deep night, such a cold wind, but when Zhang Zhican thought that he was wholeheartedly waiting for someone to pick him up, his heart felt swollen and sour.

Zhang Zhican can't remember how many years he has not done this kind of thing that others feel touched, but he feels extremely sb.

Such a pure liking for a certain person, many years ago, Zhang Zhican didn't even dare to think about it.

As soon as Chen Chaoyang closed the car door, he saw Zhang Zhican running towards him not far away. The light was not very good, so he couldn't see the expression on Zhang Zhican's face clearly. He only knew that Zhang Zhican crashed into his arms like a cannonball. Then he kissed himself a little hastily.

Distraught or too excited, Chen Chaoyang didn't know what happened to him, but he could feel that Zhang Zhican was very sad at this moment, and he was eager to vent.

"Zhi Can."

Deliberately lowering his voice, he called out to Zhang Zhican, and seeing him look up again, Chen Chaoyang smiled, pinched his chin and kissed him gently.

This is the first real kiss between the two. When you like someone, the taste in his mouth will be as sweet and moist as mineral water. When you don't like that person, his mouth will be dry and tasteless.

Chen Chaoyang's kiss fascinated him, although he was clamoring for more, but Chen Chaoyang got the initiative, so he could only cooperate with him.

It was so sweet that Zhang Zhican felt a trembling feeling.

After a long time, Chen Chaoyang pushed away Zhang Zhican in front of him, saw the tears on his face, and said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Zhang Zhican only shook his head and hugged him, then buried his head in his arms.

Maybe it was because he didn't summon the grievance and irritability that Chen Chaoyang brought to him. As time went by, such a kind was about to rise to a critical point that was about to explode. After seeing Chen Chaoyang, his tense nerves relaxed, so he took it for granted. Cried.

"Zhican, is it cold? Shall I take you home?"

Zhang Zhican doesn't like any form of outdoor sports, especially hates winter. He will stay indoors almost all winter and won't wear too much clothes.

Chen Zhaoyang rubbed his arm and saw that he didn't look any better, and was about to take off his coat and put it on for him, Zhang Zhican hurriedly pressed his hand and said, "No need."

"why?"

"It's too girly."

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