licked a small tit

On the day of commemorating the great motherland's birthday, at [-]:[-] pm, Bo Ye finished his work, rejected the dinner invitation from the executive party and other team captains, and drove back to the base alone.

When stuck on the elevated road on the way, he received a call from Xu Yuan.

"Brother Ye!" As soon as the car's Bluetooth was turned on, Xu Yuan's voice exploded with a "Zi Zi" electric current, "I'm at my sister-in-law's house, and I'll have dinner later, why don't you come?"

Looking out of the car window, the lights in the distance are brightly lit, and the vehicles are dragging streams of light. The city is especially bright tonight, like exquisite ornaments placed in a glass cover, and the people in the city are more or less like carnival all night.

Bo Ye's mood faded, and he said: "You guys eat, I'll go back to the base to rest."

"Is there a mistake! You don't go home during the holidays?" Xu Yuan sounded a little dissatisfied.

"Tomorrow and the next two days I will find time to go home, so don't worry about it." The traffic ahead still showed no signs of moving, so Bo Ye took advantage of the gap and tore off his tie, took it off and threw it on the passenger seat, and unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt collar by the way.

After letting go of the restraints, I felt much better.

"Oh no..." Xu Yuan changed the venue, covered the phone and complained in a low voice: "If you don't come back, sister-in-law will have to knock on me and ask you about your recent situation? And last time about Candi, if she doesn't mention it, I will With her surname! Only you have the right to speak in this kind of matter, the key is that I can't talk nonsense."

Tapping lightly on the steering wheel with his fingertips, Bo Ye stared at the screen on the car without saying a word.

"Brother Ye? Are you listening?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" The traffic on both sides started slowly, and Bo Ye came back to his senses, "Explain whatever you want, drive, and hang up."

"Hey hey, Ye..."

The phone hangs up immediately.

The road conditions became smoother, and Bo Ye continued to drive forward.Just now he thought, if Tang Zhi stayed, would they have arrived home now; if he had been more rational at the beginning of the story, and hadn't fallen in love with someone without hesitation just because of a photo of his ID, would he have arrived home now? up.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he tapped rhythmically with the other on the window sill. The street signs ahead were flickering under the light of the car lights. He raised his eyes and decided to bend the steering wheel on the spur of the moment. He got off the elevated road ahead of time and drove towards the Bund. go.

On the day of the festival, two brothers, Bei Dahai and Bei Xiaochuan, stayed at the base.

Bei Xiaochuan was holding a bucket of Baxi, sitting on Yun Jialuo's seat, his fleshy cheeks were squeezed a little tight by the earphones, and he was staring at the piggy Peggy in the video. A scoop of chocolate-flavored ice cream delivered to your mouth.

Bei Dahai held a can of Fat House Happy Water in his hand, and was watching the goddess live broadcast, brushing up some gifts from time to time, when he heard the sweet voice of the goddess expressing his gratitude to him, he smiled flatteredly.

The two brothers don't bother each other, and the atmosphere of getting along is very harmonious.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Bei Dahai was typing to interact with the goddess.

Bei Xiaochuan glanced at him, swallowed his ice cream, and reminded, "Brother Hai, call."

"I can hear you." After Bei Dahai sent the barrage, he casually looked at his phone, and when he saw that the caller ID was "Bo Ye", he quickly answered the call.

"Hello? Brother Ye, what's the matter?"

"Come on, Captain, please."

In the live broadcast room, just as the goddess was about to talk about something personal, Bei Dahai was reluctant to leave: "I'm busy, drink it yourself, brother will pick you up if you drink too much."

"What's the point of drinking alone?"

"Then you're looking for Lao Zhou?"

"Old Zhoulai will probably take me back..." Bo Ye changed the subject and said, "There are a few internet celebrities here, come or not?"

The fair-skinned and beautiful female anchor on the screen gave him a sweet smile, but Bei Dahai was shaken, but then he thought about the Internet celebrity face and looked down on him, so he slapped the table solemnly: "Bo Ye, who do you think I am?" ?”

"I was approached by a pretty guy just now." Bo Ye continued to coax, "I sent you the WeChat account, come or not?"

Without thinking, Bei Dahai stood up abruptly: "Okay, brother Ye, I'm your man tonight."

Seeing Bei Dahai picking up his coat and looking ready to leave, Bei Xiaochuan glanced at him: "Brother Hai, where are you going?"

I'm afraid that he will follow him if he pesters me, and my night life will be delayed.

Bei Dahai thought for a while, but couldn't find any good reason, so he told a lie and sighed: "You brother Ye is in a very sad mood because of a broken relationship, blowing the cold wind in the park, I'm going to enlighten him now, and bring him back , there is nothing interesting in the park at night, so don't let the children make trouble here, huh?"

Lowering his head and poking the ice cream with a spoon, Bei Xiaochuan was thoughtful, and when he looked up again, he looked serious: "It's been so long, brother Ye hasn't gotten over the broken relationship?"

Unexpectedly, the primary school students took it seriously, and Bei Dahai was caught off guard by the question. In fact, he didn't know. After all, Bo Ye had never talked to them about Candi, and he had no way of knowing what he was thinking.

In order to lie, he casually said, "Probably not."

"Brother Hai, if Brother Ye is still in pain, let him be brave enough to pursue it." Bei Xiaochuan blinked his eyes like black grapes and looked at his brother, "I have experience in this kind of thing, when I don't like it that much When my female classmates broke up, I just felt relaxed, I had time to do my homework, I had enough pocket money, and I was able to go to the small Internet cafe at the corner of the street to have fun with my brothers. I have never felt so wonderful being single.”

"Bei Xiaochuan, how dare you go to the black Internet cafe at the street corner!"

Bei Dahai wanted to hit someone, but Bei Xiaochuan raised his hand to stop him. He pressed his hand like a grown-up, telling him to be quiet: "No, Brother Hai, listen to me."

"However, when I broke up with my favorite Banhua in my life, I experienced unprecedented pain, and I was not in the mood to even play games, so I understand Brother Ye. It has been two months since he broke up, and he is still very sad. It must be I still like Brother Candi in my heart, are you right? Brother Hai."

"Yes... right."

"Then let him follow his heart. If he still wants to be together, go for it. Only after working hard can he be entitled to cry. I only know that being sad can't solve the problem. There are regrets in my heart, just like..." There was a trace of affection on Fuwa's face, Bei Xiaochuan said: "Just like me and the classmate in the next class, if we were not so stubborn at the beginning, maybe I don't have to talk to you now. Eat ice cream here."

"What do you mean kid, look down on me?" Bei Dahai frowned.

Bei Xiaochuan sighed seriously, and turned to the computer again: "After all this, you still don't understand, forget it, I'll talk to Brother Ye myself when I have a chance."

"........."

Bei Dahai admits that although he is twice the age of Bei Xiaochuan, his emotional experience is not half as rich as his.

Captain is an open-air bar, facing the Huangpu River, the style is petty bourgeoisie, white square tables are arranged in a patchwork pattern on the deck, and decorative candles are lit on the table. Most people who come to drink like the atmosphere here, blowing the river The wind, watching the lights on the other side, has a special taste.

When Bei Dahai arrived, he immediately saw Bo Ye among the crowd.Although he was sitting in an inconspicuous position by the river, the man's appearance was eye-catching no matter where he was placed.

He waved his hand at Bo Ye, and he walked straight over.

Seeing him approaching, Bo Ye twirled a glass of pure vodka in his hand, with a half-smile: "It's faster than I expected."

"Why do you want to come to drink? Are you troubled today?"

Pulling away the chair opposite him and sitting down, Bei Dahai beckoned the waitress to come over.

"Do you have to encounter troubles before you can come to drink?" Bo Ye explained with a light smile, "Just passing by, come and sit."

Thinking about driving later, Bei Dahai ordered a glass of innocent orange juice instead of alcohol.

"What are you afraid of? I'll find a substitute driver later."

Bo Ye raised his hand to call the waitress back, but Bei Dahai held him down: "Xiao Chuan is coming to live with me tonight, it's not good for him to drink too much."

Bo Ye understood and nodded.

The river wind turned cold on an October night, Bei Haihai tightened his jacket and shivered a little, although Bo Ye only wore a shirt, but because of the effect of alcohol, he felt hot instead.

The two chatted about some irrelevant topics, and then Bo Ye complained to him about the mentally handicapped operations of some teams in today's game, which made Bei Dahai laugh out loud.

Bei Dahai is a very good chat partner, never afraid of being left out, so Bo Ye likes to call him out.

While chatting, a figure approached their table.

Bo Ye caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and looked in the direction of the person. He was a well-dressed young man with a dazzling smile, bright eyes, raised eyebrows, and his skin was white under the dim light.

Bei Dahai followed his gaze and admired slightly when he saw the young man, he was so handsome.

"Handsome guy, is there anyone here?" The young man approached and opened his mouth generously, his eyes were on Bo Ye undisguised, with obvious intentions.

Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, Bo Ye looked back at him, his cheeks were slightly red from drinking, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he was looking at him or admiring him.

Just being stared at intently by a man, the young man couldn't stop his heart from fluttering. He just came to try his luck. He knew that the other party might not necessarily be gay, but he didn't expect a man to be interested in him. It was a pleasant surprise.

Thinking that he acquiesced, the young man was about to pull away the chair when the man suddenly pointed to himself and then to the fat man opposite: "Weare couple." (We are a couple.)

"..." The young man showed embarrassment, and looked at the obviously wrong lover in front of him, feeling regretful in his heart, "Excuse me."

After the young man left, Bei Dahai only later realized that he was trying to strike up a conversation.

"Yes, brother Ye." He said, "The charm is irresistible, it's almost universal for men and women."

After pouring a glass of vodka, Bo Ye shook his head and said nothing.

"Hi." Bei Dahai approached, and said cryptically, "We are all like-minded people, why don't you stay? Maybe we will have a companion tonight."

Bo Ye smiled lazily: "It's not my type."

"You can't even look at something so beautiful? Then what do you like?" Bei Dahai asked casually.

But Bo Ye stopped smiling, and played with the glass in his hand.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Bei Dahai hadn't realized what was going on when he heard the man's low and shallow voice.

"His perfume smells too obvious. I like refreshing ones, preferably with a bit of milk flavor."

"He's got make-up on, and I like the kind of lipstick that makes you feel sick and has to wipe it off."

"His eyes are too bold, I like subtle."

"Can he play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds? He shouldn't be as good as me. I like not to be slowed down in duo."

Bo Ye lay down on the table little by little, with his chin resting on his arm, his eyes fixed on the clear liquid in the cup.

"His tone is not bright enough, I don't like it."

"He doesn't have a mole, I don't like it."

Bo Ye felt that his consciousness was a bit chaotic, and gradually he didn't know what he was talking about. He thought, maybe he was drunk.

"He's not Candi...don't like that."

So far, if Bei Dahai can't see that Bo Ye can't forget Tang Zhi, he is really blind.

"Brother Ye." Bei Dahai got up and stroked the man's back vigorously, feeling very distressed, "I really like him so much, I will find him at first, and I will try my best to pursue him again. Regrets in life."

At this moment, Bei Dahai suddenly thanked Bei Xiaochuan. Although elementary school students seem unreliable, some words can still be used to learn and sell.

"How to chase?" Bo Ye sneered as he knocked the bottom of the cup on the table, "He won't let me chase, he wants to live a young master's life, not only won't let me chase, he also whoring me... little bitch."

"???"

Bei Dahai knew nothing about Tang Zhi's prostitution of Bo Ye.

In the evening, when Zhou Ming went downstairs, he met Bei Xiaochuan in the stairwell. The little chubby puffed on his palms, looking as if he was severely frozen.

"Hello Naruto." Bei Xiaochuan greeted tremblingly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming touched his hand, "So cold?"

Bei Xiaochuan smiled embarrassedly: "I have eaten too much ice cream."

Zhou Ming had no choice but to pat him on the head: "Your brother doesn't care about you, don't spoil your stomach."

"My brother went to comfort Brother Ye."

The words were endless, and Zhou Ming was about to ask more questions when the phone rang.

As soon as the connection was made, Bei Dahai's voice was very penetrating: "Old Zhou! The world is in a hurry! This grandson of Bo Rihua drank too much, and the Captain refuses to leave! Hurry up, I can't drag him alone."

Zhou Ming looked at his phone, then looked at Bei Xiaochuan: "Did they go to the Bund to drink?"

"I can't." Bei Xiaochuan frowned, smelling a lie, "Brother Hai said he went to the park to pick up Brother Ye."

Zhou Ming shook his head, hung up the phone, led the elementary school student upstairs, and teased him: "It's all an excuse, I won't take you with me when I go out to play."

"Hmph!" Bei Xiaochuan was indignant, clenched his fleshy fists, "A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost!"

When Zhou Ming rushed to Captain, Bei Dahai was bullied enough, and when he saw him appear, he immediately waved: "Old Zhou! Here!"

Just about to get up, Bo Ye next to him hugged his neck, babbling nonsense against his face: "You don't want to go, why do you want to go? Is it because of my bad skills? Is it annoying to you? You It's obviously very comfortable, but it's still screaming loudly, liar..."

Bei Dahai had a mournful face. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, he still patted his hand in response: "It's so cool, it's so cool, I'm not leaving, can't I if I don't leave?"

Zhou Ming let out a "tsk", Bo Ye's hand injury was still recovering, the doctor warned him not to drink, he was careless, he trusted Bo Ye too much not to mess around.

Approaching them, Zhou Ming pulled Bo Ye away from Bei Haihai, and scolded, "Bo Ye is messing around, and you let him? Didn't you know he can't drink?"

Bei Dahai was stunned: "I really forgot."

Seeing Bo Ye's drunken face, Zhou Ming asked, "What's going on?"

"I can't stop it." Bei Dahai waved his hand, unable to explain what he said, and then mouthed a hint: "Candi."

Righting the man upright, Zhou Ming pushed aside the chair next to him and sat down: "Bo Ye, are you trying to make fun of your own hands after drinking so much?"

Bo Ye raised his right hand, flicked his wrist up and down, stared at it strangely, as if he was not looking at his own hand, then he slumped on the chair and made trouble out of no reason: "I don't want to fucking, I don't want anything anymore. "

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ming rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little headache, "I thought you gave up..."

I didn't say anything later, for fear of irritating him.

Looking up at the night sky above, the clouds above were light and there were no stars, Bo Ye suddenly became calm: "I saw it."

Bei Dahai couldn't hold back his breath: "What did you see?"

After a while, Bo Ye sat upright and pulled out a necklace from his collar: "He gave it to me."

When the petal-shaped pendant fell, Zhou Ming was startled: "This is..."

"Yo ho, this chain is beautiful, isn't it platinum?" Bei Dahai looked at it from the side, "Who do you think gave it to you?"

"He gave it to me." Bo Ye lowered his head and fiddled with the pendant, repeating it again.

Zhou Ming was in a complicated mood. After confirming that it was the family crest of the Yamamoto family, he began to hesitate whether to tell Bo Ye the meaning of the pendant.

"Probably gave it to me a long time ago, but he didn't tell me." Bo Ye muttered to himself, "What else did you say to your beloved, liar."

"He didn't lie to you." Zhou Ming sighed, and took out the necklace from his collar, "If Candi gave you the necklace, it means you are his only choice."

Bei Dahai exclaimed: "Why do you have them all?"

Frowning, Bo Ye looked at Zhou Ming, and when he saw the exact same pendant, his eyes sank: "He gave it to you too?"

"..." With a light cough, Zhou Ming avoided the seriousness and said, "It was given by someone else."

"Let me see."

Bo Ye stretched out his hand and asked him for it.

Zhou Ming hesitated for a moment, then took off the necklace and put it in his hand.

After Bo Ye got it, he compared it with his own, and found that the two pendants had the same pattern, but Zhou Ming's pendant was not as shiny as his because he often wore it.

"Given by someone else?" Bo Ye asked again worriedly.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, he just wanted to confirm that it wasn't Tang Zhi who sent it. As for who sent it, he was out of consideration.

"Old Zhou, you said this is the family emblem, do you know other members of the Candi family?" Bei Dahai asked curiously.

Zhou Ming stepped on him under the table, telling him not to talk too much.

Bo Ye picked up Zhou Ming's pendant and put it in front of his eyes. Looking at it, his eyes became confused: "Since it's the only choice, why don't you want me?"

Zhou Ming was shaken nervously, afraid that he would accidentally fall to the ground: "Can you give it to me?"

Staring at the pendant, Bo Ye was immersed in his own world, suddenly smiled, and tears welled up in the corners of his red eyes: "I can't do this anymore, I always lie to people with nice words... I want to forget you, if I don't have a burden Forward……"

Before Zhou Ming understood the meaning of his words, Bo Ye stood up in the next second, holding the necklace and throwing it forcefully towards the river.

In the night sky, white-gold shimmers flickered, disappearing into the water like a parabola.

Bei Dahai looked dumbfounded: "Ri... Rihua, you throw Lao Zhou's necklace..."

Seeing the necklace passing before his eyes, Zhou Ming felt his blood froze. Before he had time to think, his body reacted. He stood up, stepped on the guardrail with his long legs, and jumped directly into the river.

"Old Zhou!"

Bei Dahai let out a loud cry, jumped onto the guardrail and looked into the river.

The movement here attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and the crowd gathered one after another.

Being pushed out of the crowd with unsteady steps, Bo Ye leaned against the empty table and looked at the crowd in front of him, not quite understanding what happened.

Then he shook his head indifferently, it was none of his business anyway.

When she lowered her head, she saw the platinum pendant on her chest.

"Huh?" Bo Ye picked up the pendant, wondering, "Why is it still there?"

At nine o'clock in the evening, at Yamamoto's house, Mr. Kobayashi knocked on the door outside the study.

"Please come in."

Entering the room, he walked to the solid wood desk, and handed over the tablet respectfully with both hands: "Master, this is the credit card record of the young master for this month."

Kazuki Yamamoto took it from him, turned it up and down, and saw that the total spent this month was 834 million yen, of which 820 million was recharged to a live broadcast platform called "White Bear".

Everyone knows who the money was eventually given to.

Kazuki Yamamoto put the tablet aside, then took off his round glasses, and wiped them with a cloth: "Mr. Kobayashi, after you understand it, what do you think of that child?"

Mr. Xiao Lin smiled and said: "He is a clean and transparent young man. When trying to find his weaknesses, he has no way to start, so he spends a lot of energy on producing evidence."

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't speak, and continued to wipe his glasses slowly.

"Master." Mr. Xiao Lin was not sure what he meant, "Do you want to pass the information to the Chinese media?"

Putting on the glasses again, Kazuki Yamamoto waved his hand: "If you don't make it known to outsiders, then let him do this kind of thing."