licked a small tit

Nosuke Yamamoto stepped into the banquet hall and attracted the attention of many people.

Looking at the young man who couldn't hide his aristocratic temperament, many people began to whisper and whisper, asking for the identity of the person who came.

Of course Shen Qiu, who was standing not far away, also saw him, greeted the people around him, and hurried up to meet him.

"Mr. Yamamoto, it's a pleasure to meet you." Shen Qiu bowed at an unstandard 45 degrees and shook hands with him, "Why didn't you say hello before you came, I'll go and call Bo Ye over now."

Just as he was about to turn around to look for someone, Nosuke Yamamoto smiled: "No need, he and Tang Zhi just left."

"These two people..." Shen Qiu was very embarrassed, and changed his mind and said: "Then do you want to meet the rest of the team? Today our coach is also here, that is Zhou Ming, who used to be a very good e-sports player. retire."

Yamamoto seemed to think for a while, then shook his head lightly: "I just came to see if Tang Zhi is doing well. I saw it just now, and I am very relieved. Please take care of me during this time."

Shen Qiu was apprehensive, nodded and bowed unconsciously: "Everywhere, this should be done."

"Well, Manager Shen..." A middle-aged man approached with a champagne glass, followed by representatives of other sponsors, "This is..."

The meaning of wanting to get acquainted is obvious.

Shen Qiu raised his head and introduced: "This is Mr. Nosuke Yamamoto, the president of Yamamoto Pharmaceutical."

"Yamamoto?" Another representative exclaimed, approaching, "Is that the Yamamoto family from Japan?"

Shen Qiu nodded triumphantly, it's time for everyone to see how tough BFour's backstage is.

There was a small commotion in the crowd, everyone stepped forward unconsciously, and soon gathered around Yamamoto Nosuke and Shen Qiu.

Faced with those curious eyes that couldn't be concealed, Yamamoto Nosuke was a little helpless, and it seemed that he would not be able to leave in a short time.

During the conversation, the message notification on Shen Qiu's phone rang, and he didn't pay much attention when he found out that it was the mailbox in line, so he put it aside.

After a while, Nosuke Yamamoto's cell phone vibrated. He smiled at everyone and said sorry. After seeing the caller ID, his expression suddenly softened.

"Excuse me, answer the phone." Turning around and walking aside, after answering the phone, he switched to Japanese, "Hi, Mrs. Wang..."

In the corner of the banquet hall by the window, Zhou Ming saw the email reminder and was about to open it when Yun Jialuo, who was sleeping on his lap, woke up. He rubbed his eyes and got up, confusedly saying, "Coach, go to the bathroom."

Zhou Ming put away his phone and stood up, feeling like a nanny: "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Yun Jialuo fell to the ground with both feet, and fell to the side as soon as he stood up. Fortunately, Zhou Ming quickly caught him back.

He quickly hugged the man's arm, hanging like a boneless: "Coach, thank you, thank you, you, you are such a good person."

Zhou Ming, who was issued a good person card, had no choice but to set a rule for him: "You are not allowed to drink alcohol before you reach adulthood."

Yamamoto Nosuke walked towards the door and was about to leave. Passing through a group of people in the center of the banquet hall, he raised his eyes and bumped into Zhou Ming who was coming across without warning.

The well-tailored black suit accentuated his slender figure, coupled with a real comic male protagonist's face, it was hard not to be noticed at a glance.He looked carefully and found that compared with the boy in his memory, the man's eyebrows and eyes became more mature and profound, and his temperament was a little strange.

After a brief loss of consciousness, he walked forward without changing his face, but the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly.

Rationality made him avoid it, but he couldn't control his anticipation in his heart, and even prayed that the man would recognize him.

As the distance got closer, the tension became more and more intense, until the two of them almost touched shoulders, breathing still...

"Hey, don't you know how much you can drink?"

"Dahai said that those wines were precious, so I just thought it would be too bad not to drink them."

"Tsk... idiot."

The moment they passed by each other, the intimate conversation drifted into the ears verbatim.

Walking non-stop towards the door, Nosuke Yamamoto smiled relievedly, and at the same time felt ashamed of his obsession just now.

Very cute lovers.

In that case don't bother.

When Zhou Ming smelled the faint scent of lemon basil, his heart throbbed inexplicably, and he looked up and looked around.

Behind him, a dark blue figure caught his attention.

He quickly placed Yun Jialuo on the seat next to him, avoiding the passing crowd and chasing after her.

When he got close to the man in the dark blue suit, Zhou Ming slowed down and followed behind, nervous as if his heart was about to jump out.

He straightened his collar, coughed lightly, raised a hand clumsily and put it on the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Hello..."

When the man turned his head, what he saw was a mediocre face, completely unfamiliar.

"What's the matter?" The man looked him up and down and asked.

Zhou Ming was embarrassed for a while, and let go of his hand: "Sorry..."

In the separate private room next to the banquet hall, Bei Dahai was drinking with members of other teams.Normally, the club stipulates that drinking is not allowed, but now that the game is over, these people at the celebration banquet are extraordinarily presumptuous.

"Dog Chen! I've finished both cups. Why do you still have so much in your cup? Don't play tricks! Brother, I'll keep an eye on you today." Bei Dahai pressed Bu Feichen like a bandit to let him drink.

Bu Feichen begged for mercy with a smile: "Brother, it's not like you don't know, I really can't drink."

"A man can drink it!" Bei Dahai insisted, "Hurry up!"

Grapefruit drunkenly slapped him on the back: "What are you doing? Where are the people who bully me from TNT? Did you take my Grapefruit seriously?"

Bei Dahai let out a "yo ho" and began to roll up his sleeves: "He used to be a member of our BFour! I have known him for six years, how long have you known him?"

Seeing that a sensitive topic was about to be touched on again, Bu Feichen quickly smoothed things over: "I drink and I drink, we are all friends, don't care about these."

"The sea..." Bai Xuan called him dully from the side.

Bei Dahai was impatient and looked at him: "What are you doing? Let go of your fart!"

Bai Xuan looked up from the phone with a dull expression: "Something serious happened..."

"What's the big deal..." Bei Dahai muttered, walked around behind him and looked at the phone. He didn't understand it at first, but then turned it up and down. Most of the time he was sober, he stared: "Is this true or not?"

Bai Xuan looked towards the banquet hall through the open door, just in time to see Shen Qiu facing the phone with a pale face.

He said: "Probably true..."

Before the giant fondant cake ordered by the executor was pushed up, the BFour club left early due to "temporary errands".

In the car, everyone was silent.

Bei Dahai tried to speak again and again, but was suppressed by Bai Xuan.

He motioned to Shen Qiutian in the co-pilot, waved quietly to Bei Dahai, and took out his mobile phone to send him a text message: "Let Qiutian calm down, he will be very embarrassed when this happens, don't make trouble, he will naturally explain when he wants to talk. "

Everyone knew that if it was said that the results were falsified, Shen Qiu couldn't absolve himself of the blame, because the final results of the assessment had to be reviewed by the team manager before they could be announced.

Bei Dahai sighed and looked out the window.

What the fuck is all this shit.

Yun Jialuo was wearing Zhou Ming's coat and huddled in a corner by herself, looking extraordinarily quiet.

Next to him, Zhou Ming looked preoccupied.

This move by Shen Qiu undoubtedly pushed Tang Zhi and Yun Jialuo into an awkward situation.Tang Zhi has performed very well in the past two months, and he has shown great potential in this qualifying match. He is completely suitable for the first team, but his position should belong to Yun Jialuo... Luo is not fair.

If he was asked to choose, he couldn't help hesitating.

But he knew, Yu Li, Yun Jialuo should be in the first team.

The car sent them to their destination, Shen Qiu got out of the car first, and hurried into the hotel without waiting for them.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the people behind waited until they saw him enter the elevator before going to the door.

When stepping up the stairs, Zhou Ming heard a crisp sound, like the sound of a mobile phone hitting the ground, followed by the sound of arguing.The man probably didn't speak Mandarin, but the volume was blurred and he couldn't hear clearly. He thought it might be a dialect.

He glanced at the dark alley next to him, didn't pay much attention, and followed the others.

In the long, narrow and dark alley, the man and the boy faced each other at a distance.

It would be inaccurate to say that there was a confrontation, because the conversation so far has only been for the teenager to vent his emotions.

"Why did you do this?" After smashing the phone uncontrollably, Tang Zhi asked him loudly, "I don't need you to do this. Now everyone knows that I have been covered, can you understand how ashamed I am?"

Yamamoto sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, Ryota, I just hope you are happy, I didn't expect to be exposed."

Tang Zhi's face flushed red with anger: "The question is not at all whether it will be exposed! It's that there shouldn't be such a thing as bribing the manager! Why do you interfere with my affairs?"

Yamamoto was silent for a while, and apologized again in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

Tang Zhi calmed down for a while, then looked away: "What will Bo Ye think of me?"

Blinking away the welling up tears: "What should I do?"

quit?

But I am so unwilling.

If I hadn't entered the first team from the beginning, I wouldn't be so greedy now.

Leaning against the mottled wall behind him, he slid to the ground, Tang Zhi covered his burning eyes with one hand: "Brother, I hate you."

"Rutai..." Yamamoto Nosuke was a little at a loss, this was the first time he was said to be annoying.

He walked over and squatted in front of Tang Zhi: "What should I do to get your forgiveness?"

Tang Zhi didn't speak, his expression seemed to be crying, but he couldn't see clearly with his eyes covered.

Yamamoto carefully embraced him in his arms, lowered his head and kissed him on the top of his hair: "I'm sorry."

"You don't want to come to China." Tang Zhi put down his hands and looked at him with red eyes, "Brother, please don't come to China again."

Yamamoto smiled bitterly: "If I don't like it too much, then I won't come again."

After Tang Zhi left, Nosuke Yamamoto stood there for a while.

Although he felt sorry for showing weakness in front of Tang Zhi, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

His younger brother is so good, he is only suitable for the best. If he does it all over again, he will still bribe Manager Shen with the contract, and remind him one more time, be careful.

There was still a scattered mobile phone lying at his feet, Yamamoto Nosuke had no choice but to squat down and pick up the wreckage.

Suddenly, a pair of shiny leather shoes and suit trousers appeared in front of him.

He froze for a moment, raised his head, looked up along a pair of long legs, and raised his face.

The tall man, with his back to the light, was also looking down at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but it was Yamamoto who made the first move.

He got up, counted the parts of the mobile phone, unlike the usual elegant indifference towards other people, he greeted him: "Hello, Zhou Ming."

Zhou Ming suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him against the wall with such force that he seemed to crush his shoulder blades, and the parts he had just picked up were scattered all over the floor.

The man's eyes were red, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark: "Tang Yi, if I didn't bump into you, are you trying to pretend you never showed up?"

"Yeah." Tang Yi admitted generously, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I'm afraid I can't help but have sex with my ex, can't I?"

"........."