He is from a fighting nation

Wu Liang walked into Zhou Xiangwan's big villa with trepidation, and as soon as he stepped in, he saw three coquettish men surrounding him gracefully.

"Young Master Zhou, you are finally here!"

"Young Master Zhou, do you want to blow your hair or come to a spa?"

The demonic aura on these people was exactly the same as that of Zhou Xiangwan's aristocrat who killed Matt before. Wu Liang maintained a commercial smirk, and the ominous premonition in his heart became worse, thinking that it would be better to play Russian roulette.

Zhou Xiangwan waved his hand and said, "I don't need you, I will do it myself!"

Wu Liang: "...what do you want to come?"

Zhou Xiangwan was full of anticipation, stretched his arms around Wu Liang's shoulders, grabbed him and jumped while walking, saying, "Come with me! From today on, we are good brothers!"

Wu Liang: "..." I think they are good sisters.

The entire villa has excellent light transmission, like a crystal palace hidden deep in the mountains. It has three floors and many rooms. Each room has a silver house number. Wu Liang recognized a few of them with his only common sense of fashion. The brands are Chanel, Gucci, lv, and other weird brands greatly exceeded his knowledge, he followed Zhou Xiangwan, and heard him say: "The first floor is some bad street brands, and the second floor is my favorite customized , the third floor is my room. Then let's go shopping from the first floor!"

After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, he opened a room with the name "Fitting Room for Straight Guys with Earthy Taste", rubbed his hands together and said, "Let's get started, I'll dress you up!"

As soon as he opened the door, Wu Liang was shocked by the overwhelming clothes.Please note that it is not an exaggeration to overwhelm the mountains and seas. In general shopping malls, the shelves for hanging clothes are placed on the ground, but Zhou Xiangwan puts clothes in a different way. The four walls are all covered with clothes, so dense that people will suffer from mass phobia. , and in the middle is a huge mirror, reflecting Wu Liang's dumbfounded face.

After a long while, Wu Liang remembered and asked, "Zhou Xiangwan, what do you mean by the fitting room of a straight man with an earthy taste?"

Zhou Xiangwan said earnestly: "Wu Liang, am I an earthy straight man? Don't you have a little bit of 13 in your heart?"

Wu Liang: "..."

Wu Liang is in front of people, wearing a suit and leather shoes, dignified and exquisite, a standard elite appearance, but in fact all this is due to Wei Tianxiang taking over his daily attire and matching, 365 days a year, and arranged for him clearly.On weekdays, Wu Liang doesn't pay much attention to these things, what to wear with big pants and polo shirts that look ugly.His focus is on placing objects symmetrically, and wiping the floor at home at least once a day.

Zhou Xiangwan still remembered how shocked he was when he found two bottles of facial cleanser and two bottles of Dabao on the shelf in the bathroom of Wu Liang's house.

Zhou Xiangwan was very strange at that time, why did he put two identical bottles?Could it be a couple suit with Du Feng?It was only later that I realized that it was because Wu Liang thought it was so symmetrical!nice!

Zhou Xiangwan shook his head and sighed: Wu Liang, as a disgrace to the CEO circle and the gay circle, grew into what he is today, all due to his genetic advantages and not eating much, so he didn't gain weight.

Wu Liang felt that he couldn't take it anymore, but he was still full of gratitude to Zhou Xiangwan. He rubbed the center of his eyebrows and said calmly, "I'll go drink a glass of water and calm down."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Oh. There is food in the kitchen, come back after you eat."

Wu Liang made a lot of detours, a stylist named Teacher Tony made him a glass of blue polymer protein liquid, and told him Zhou Xiangwan's favorite drink. Looking at Tony, he smirked politely, turned his back, and thought with a blank face that Zhou Xiangwan's brain must have been drunk by these messy things!

Wu Liang found a few dry potatoes in the kitchen, and thought sadly that he would play with a 1.9-meter giant girl for a day, Wu Liang, you can, you can do it!

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud noise. Wu Liang frowned slightly, and ran towards Zhou Xiangwan's room, pushing away the earthy smelling straight man's fitting room. Through the heat-insulating curtain, a faint light seeps through.

With this light, Wu Liang could clearly see the tragic situation in the room. There were tens of thousands of clothes in this room, all of which fell down like an avalanche, piled on the ground with the shelves, and the worst thing was, somehow , The crystal lamp on the ceiling also fell down.

"Zhou Xiangwan! Where are you!?" Wu Liang scrambled on the pile of clothes, opened the curtain, and the room was brightly lit, "Zhou Xiangwan!"

At this time, a pile of clothes in the corner moved like a hill, and Zhou Xiangwan's half face appeared, with messy blond hair, looking at Wu Liang blankly and confusedly.

Wu Liang said helplessly: "What's going on? Why did you even demolish your own house?"

It turned out that Zhou Xiangwan was bored and played with drones. The drone hit the crystal chandelier. When the crystal chandelier fell, it knocked over the clothes hanger. The hangers were all down.

Zhou Xiangwan got stuck in the pile of clothes, and immediately thought it was quite fun, he got in again, swam to the side of Wu Liang with difficulty, hugged his leg, and said, "Wu Liang, let's go to the third floor to trim eyebrows?"

Wu Liang was very unaccustomed to being touched by others, and felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, he pulled Zhou Xiangwan out of the pile of clothes, and shouted while doing it: "Zhou Xiangwan!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan showed his head: "Huh?"

Wu Liang: "I lost, I can't bear it, I want to go home! There is nothing in your kitchen!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan asked strangely, "Yes, didn't Tony make protein powder for you?"

Wu Liang's eyes were dull: "I want to eat something that humans should eat."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Wu Liang added earnestly: "For example, instant noodles."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Wu Liangsheng was afraid that Zhou Xiangwan would take him to trim his eyebrows, so he said, "I'll go to Vegas after I finish eating."

Seeing that Wu Liang's eyes were red and bloodshot, Zhou Xiangwan was angry and hungry, so he had to send Wu Liang home.When Wu Liang got home, he immediately made a bucket of instant noodles, ate it contentedly, and started to pack his luggage.

Zhou Xiangwan was bored waiting outside, and with Wu Liang's consent, he came to his study room, still in a minimalist style, the books on the shelves were neatly piled up, sorted alphabetically, of all kinds, everything, finance, law , language, novels, comics, etc., Zhou Xiangwan even read a few books on poultry farming techniques.

Zhou Xiangwan was well-bred, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't touch Wu Liang's things, just looked at the desk carelessly, his eyes suddenly fixed.I saw a plastic doll under the desk lamp. The doll was exquisitely crafted, with broad shoulders and long legs. It was dressed in a blue suit, with half-length blond hair, blue eyes, a fist in one hand, and the left hand was stretched out with a half-smile, as if shaking hands with the air. .

Zhou Xiangwan was very surprised - it was so abrupt!Why is there such a thing on Wu Liang's desk?Moreover, this plastic man looks a bit like him ten years later, with a few more wrinkles on his face and a beard.

Zhou Xiangwan stared at the plastic man, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like himself, and the more he looked at it, the more complicated his mood became.

Could it be that Wu Liang actually has a crush on him?He is Bai Yueguang, and Du Feng is just a stand-in?

Or did he fall in love with him for a long time, and then moved on to another love, but couldn't ask for it, so he had to make a plastic villain of Zhou Xiangwan as a comfort?

Although Zhou Xiangwan is an aggrieved rich second generation, but because he is rich and beautiful, he has never encountered any setbacks in his relationship. He has been receiving love letters since kindergarten. If he can realize other people's confession to him, I am afraid It can weigh three hundred tons.

Therefore, in his mind, it is normal for others to like him, and it is a strange thing not to like him!

Zhou Xiangwan photographed the plastic man with his mobile phone in a trance, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Wu Liang had a crush on him, so that when Wu Liang came in, Zhou Xiangwan was taken aback.

Wu Liang said flatly: "What's wrong? Did you smash something on me?"

Zhou Xiangwan forcibly concealed his nervousness, and said, "No, you can't expect me to order, I didn't even leave any fingerprints."

Wu Liang nodded, glanced at the desk seemingly inadvertently, and said, "I'm taking civil aviation, we'll call when the time comes."

Zhou Xiangwan got a lot of information from Wu Liang's eyes.

Could it be that Wu Liang deliberately let him see the plastic man?

This may be an adult's tacit temptation, so is he going to fly a kind of play hard to get?

Zhou Xiangwan asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Wu Liang pulled the suitcase and said, "I have already given in to you and promised you to go to Vegas. Now I want to be alone on the plane quietly."

Zhou Xiangwan questioned, "Are you trying to run away? Bring me the order."

Wu Liang picked up the phone and reluctantly called up the order.Zhou Xiangwan took a serious look, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Then do whatever you want."

Now Wu Liang was suddenly scared.

"You won't make trouble with me?"

"What's the trouble? I'm not your three-year-old son," Zhou Xiangwan smiled, "We are friends, and friends should respect each other, right?"

Seeing his innocent smile like an angel, Wu Liang became even more frightened.

After Zhou Xiangwan finished laughing, he said goodbye to Wu Liang, and bought the first-class cabin of Wu Liang's flight as soon as he went out.

Qian Meng drove him to the airport and persuaded him, "Young Master Zhou, why are you sticking a hot face to other people's cold ass?"

Zhou Xiangwan came across a new proverb, understood its superficial meaning, and said, "How should I put it, I don't want to put my face on his ass. Chinese physiognomy, what is it called, oh, Yintang is black, and Wu Liang looks unlucky." Xiang, I'm afraid it will be short-lived, I have to follow him and protect him these few months."

Qian Meng: "...Wake up, Young Master Zhou, Mr. Wu's short life may be annoyed by you."

Zhou Xiangwan added: "I think he has a crush on me. He just wants to see if I'm willing to let go of my airs and accompany him on a stinky public plane. This is a test for me."

Qian Meng: "???"

Wu Liang went through the security check, boarded the plane, found a seat, put away the luggage, and sat down.

It went so smoothly that he couldn't believe it. It wasn't until a woman next to him sat down that he finally felt relieved - finally he could sleep well for a while.

Wu Liang asked the stewardess for a cup of Coke, skillfully put a handful of white, green and green pills in the Coke, got up and went to the toilet.

In this way, when he came back from the toilet, the medicine had melted, and he could sleep after drinking it.

At this time, a man wearing a peaked cap and a pair of sunglasses on a tall nose came to Wu Liang's place and whispered a few words to the woman by the window. The cabin is naturally good, and I happily changed places with the man.

The man stretched his limbs in his seat, stared at the Coke on Wu Liang's seat, thought for a while, and called the waiter.

Wu Liang walked from the aisle to the seat, and found that the eldest sister who was supposed to be sitting next to him had turned into an acquaintance. This person was holding his Coke in his hand, and a cup of steaming milk was placed where the Coke was originally placed.

This person, of course, is Zhou Xiangwan.

Wu Liang wondered what evil I had done, gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you here again. Zhou Xiangwan, didn't you say you would respect me?"

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Yes, I didn't force you to do anything. I endured the terrible environment and sat with a bunch of strange people. I was the one who sacrificed."

Wu Liang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Give me back the Coke."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "You drink milk."

Wu Liang didn't want to let Zhou Xiangwan know that he put drugs in the cola, especially psychotropic drugs.

Wu Liang had no choice but to coax, "I drink milk, that's fine. But you poured the Coke down."

Zhou Xiangwan hasn't drank Coke for many years, and he misses it, shaking his cup and saying, "What a waste."

As he said that, Zhou Xiangwan picked up the cup and took a deep gulp.

Wu Liang rushed to grab it, "Zhou Xiangwan, there's medicine in it!"

Too late.

Zhou Xiangwan swallowed it in one gulp, looked at him inexplicably, and said, "What medicine?"

Wu Liang couldn't describe his mood at that moment. Three seconds later, he became numb. He sat down heavily on his seat, looked at Zhou Xiangwan with an expression of "you're going to die again", and said, "I'm in Coke. It contained anxiolytics and sleeping pills."

Zhou Xiangwan: "...how much did you put?"

Wu Liang said: "Because I have drug resistance, the dose is twice that of ordinary people, do you think it's okay?"

Zhou Xiangwan said with a calm expression, "It doesn't matter, I have taken too much of this drug, and I am more resistant to it than you. As long as it doesn't contain zopiclone."

As Zhou Xiangwan said, he put on the blindfold, crossed his fingers and put them in the center of his lower abdomen, with a fascinated smile on the corner of his mouth, giving Wu Liang the illusion of seeing a Bodhisattva.

Wu Liang said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhou Xiangwan's eyes were blocked by a black eyepatch, revealing his thin lips and sharp chin, but he was smiling mysteriously all the time, looking a little horrified.

Wu Liang took a sip of milk to calm his shock, pushed Zhou Xiangwan, and said, "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

That's when the plane took off.The headache-inducing roar buzzed and vibrated, Zhou Xiangwan reached out his hand gropingly, and patted the back of Wu Liang's hand.

Zhou Xiangwan said: "I know you are afraid of airplanes, it doesn't matter, just sleep with me, I have wings and will protect you."

As soon as the voice fell, the humming sound suddenly died down, and it fell into silence.

Zhou Xiangwan paused for a moment, raised his face, pushed the blindfold to his forehead with his index finger, and asked in confusion, "Is it there?"

Wu Liang said: "...it hasn't taken off yet."

The captain apologized on the radio. It seemed that there was something wrong with the fuselage. Zhou Xiangwan was dragged up by Wu Liang in a daze, and he heard him say, "We need to change the ticket."

Zhou Xiangwan tried hard, but couldn't take a step, and wanted to hang Wu Liang with his long arms and legs, and said, "If you can't walk, you carry me on your back."

Wu Liang's waist was crushed in an instant, and he tried to lift Zhou Xiangwan up with his neck stuck. There were several blue veins on his neck. Zhou Xiangwan looked thin, but his whole body was full of muscles. Wu Liang walked a few steps with difficulty. , blushing, intermittently said: "Angel, can you flop by yourself?"