Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao was woken up by shaking, and felt the shoulders of the pillow on the side of his face shake a little, so he stared in a daze, and only when he was fully awake did he hear Wanke who was choking for a while.

His face was flushed, from his neck to his ears, and he was grabbing the collar of the yellow sweater that he had worn on his body, and the collar, which was changing from big to small, was dangling back and forth on his body, "cough cough...cough cough. .. Cough, idiot," Wanke coughed directly at Xing Nan who was opposite him, "I really don't know how to smoke."

Fang Jiayao saw a rare smile on Xing Nan's face, and knew that the atmosphere was good when he fell asleep, so he straightened his neck from Wu Wei's body, "Why didn't you call me?" Sleeping, other people can't have fun, I really couldn't hold back today, so I just woke up and touched the wine on the table.

When the slender fingers hooked to the glass near him, he squeezed a long bottle of whiskey and poured it into his glass, "Forget me, let's have a drink first."

Although several people are quite familiar, but I can't help but express it.

Wu Wei, who was next to him, just looked at him, moved his shoulders a little, and the whole person leaned back, and the sofa surface sank a bit.

He stared at Fang Gayao's red neck, his Adam's apple moved.

Because this is Wu Wei's site, I chose a quiet place, and there are not many people. Most of the people are business people who come here to relax and relax, and they talk about serious things. Pretty much, the surroundings are full of reflective marble walls, taking a luxurious route, just the crystal chandelier above the head, Vanke lay on the sofa and stared at it for more than half an hour.

"I've never been to this kind of place before, it's so awesome," Vanke sighed sincerely, and ran away to smell the smoke in his mouth.

Xing Nan joked on the side, "You can't do it. If I didn't take you with me today, I would have gone to play there. It's more exciting than here."

Fang Jiayao saw that Xing Nan deliberately provoked him with words, and knew Wanke's temper, the more he got worse, he clasped Wanke's arm, "Don't listen to Nanzi's nonsense, this place is very good, you stay here for a while."

The four people sat around a small square table, which was slightly larger than the usual table, and there were wine seats arranged around it, so the four of them could be spaced apart. Wu Wei sat next to Fang Gayao, and sat a little closer. He stretched out his hand and hooked the other's arm, "He's also a man, it's boring to just let him watch this here," Wu Wei said, lit a cigarette, and threw one to Vanke.

Vanke picked it up in a hurry, and put it in the palm of his hand. This cigarette is more beautiful than the one Nanzi gave him just now. It is black with red letters hot on it, especially the red border. It looked like a work of art, then looked up at Wu Wei and waited for him to speak.

Fang Gayao knew what he was planning. Just as he was about to speak, an extra hand was added to his neck. He was held in Wu Wei's arms in front of Vanke and Nanzi. Wu Wei's warm breath was all over his head, mixed with the smell of alcohol. Son, got into Fang Gayao's ear, "You protect him so much, how can you grow into a man?"

"Let's go, go upstairs." Wu Wei said, stood up first with his pockets in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders, and smoothed out the folds along his cuffs. Maybe he was used to sitting on the sofa just now, and now he stretched them out. , feeling refreshed all over, he even pulled Fang Gayao's shoulder when he stood up, "Find a place where you can't sleep,"

"Go ahead."

Wu Wei likes to wear leather jackets very much recently. There are three or four of the same type of jackets from several luxury brands on his body. Fang Jiayao has observed this matter specially. Compared with so-called casual sportswear, he Socially cool clothing is more suitable for a body shape.

Because Vanke himself was eager to try, Fang Jiayao couldn't persuade him a few words, and directly followed them into the elevator.

"Fuck, I'm a little excited," Vanke began to murmur from the elevator, Fang Gayao next to him was leaning on the cold aluminum alloy surface, staring at the gradient numbers under the red arrow.

From three to 25.

It takes 2 minutes.

There is an extra hand on the back of his collar, with fingers on top and along the edge.

The surrounding area of ​​the elevator is reflective, basically Wu Wei can see clearly what he is doing, the two people next to him are just pretending to be blind.

Fang Gayao leaned his body towards Wu Wei, and could feel the warmth of Wu Wei's cold wallet as soon as he touched it.

A little ice.

But the hand on his back was as warm as usual.

It's terribly hot.

Wu Wei didn't make things difficult for himself, but he could clearly feel his approach, and the sound of breathing rose for 2 minutes, lingering in Fang Jiayao's ears all the time.

Waiting for the elevator door to open, the oncoming heat wave and manic music made it much more lively than the floor below. Even the decoration style has abandoned the so-called luxury enjoyment. All the colors are simple and bright, and they are pieced together. Ultimate simplicity.

There are a lot of young people here, and most of them can't tell whether they are adults or minors. Anyway, there are normal procedures, and those who can come in can play.

Wu Wei, ordered a table, just tapped and sat down, this floor is very familiar with Wu Wei, the people who came over were smart and attentive, "It's been a long time since I saw you, Young Master Wu, and I brought friends here, if you need help Just order, and I will stand by the side."

"I don't need you, just play with friends casually," Wu Wei nodded and dismissed him, picked out a couch by himself, stretched his legs and lay on it, waiting for Fang Gayao, who was in front of him, to come from him and the table Passing in the middle, his legs were hooked by him, "I'm here, where else do you want to go?"

The sofa surface is relatively wide, probably one meter smaller. Counting Wu Wei lying on the forehead, there is not much space above it. Fang Jiayao didn't want to sit on it at first, but he was very conspicuous standing up. There were many people looking around here. Touching the edge of the sofa, leaning over gently.

Vanke just followed the kitten and sat motionless in the corner of the sofa.

"Exciting is exciting, but it's really frighteningly scary." Vanke has never been to this kind of place before, and most of his knowledge is from third-rate TV dramas. He never smoked or fought since he was a child. big.

Bend naturally and live frankly, but I have never seen this kind of battle.

The entire floor is similar to a high-end private wine party. The space inside is divided into four squares. The people who come and go around me are hot girls in hot pants. The color of their hair is whatever they want. I can follow a few wild men who are not bad.

Vanke's definition of a wild man is purely because of his flamboyant clothes.

Almost all the people are expressing their emotions to their heart's content, and no one's eyes are not crooked.

He laughed exaggeratedly.

Fang Gayao is very familiar with this place, this is Fang Liming's plot.

He was Wu Wei who he met at the third table next to him.

So he feels a little strange now, now the dancer above is a little girl, or she has no figure, and there is a burst of noise underneath.

Fang Gayao first stared at her for a while, until his neck became hot, then he closed his eyes, and lay back, with the arms behind him supporting him like this, Fang Gayao turned his face towards Wu Wei, " Not happy?"

"Unhappy," Wu Wei stretched out his other arm, hooked the neck and moved it upwards, waiting for his forehead to touch his forehead, and opened his mouth to bite Jiayao's neck.

Wu Wei's biting is not ostentatious. Compared with before, this time he knows how to tolerate more, and he specially carries around people, with his back to the crowd. The only people around him who can see clearly are Xingnan and Vanke.

Wanke happily watched the excitement, while facing the colorful wine bottles on the table, he tasted them one by one. Xing Nan next to him buckled a few bottles of high-purity spirits for him, and smoked beside him .

"You don't want to drink? The taste is okay," Wanke looked around while drinking, seeing that everything was fresh, and people were shameless, and the little cool guys who walked past could make him stare a hole.

Xing Nan looked at him calmly from the sidelines, thinking that this little fool burned "I am crooked" on his forehead, for fear that people would not know.

Even if he kindly stretched out his hand to turn his face back, "Look at the eyeballs flying away again." When he met the straight face, he felt a little uncomfortable, and turned his face back, "I remind you In a word, you have to get rid of the fire in your eyes first when looking at people."

Because Vanke was forced to turn his head by himself, the fiery energy that he stared at the person just now hadn't subsided, and the residual heat in his eyes burned Xing Nan himself by the way.

"Be careful when I go out with this face on my face," Xing Nan would not have said this in the past, because he had never looked at him directly, and in his impression Vanke would always have a head on his head. Messy hair, cursing himself as an idiot, he is a little idiot who has fun by Fang Gayao's side all day long.

Besides, I was heartless at the beginning and coupled with the matter of Yu Minwen, I was in a bad mood and was annoyed by everyone. After a few days when my mind cleared up and I saw Vanke who had a convulsion to shave his head, he realized that this guy was still alive. Hidden beauty.

Especially with a naive and stupid look on his face, Xing Nan couldn't help mentioning him.

"Drink less. If you're drunk, I'll have to carry you upstairs. Today's clothes are not heavy. You can count them."

Vanke nodded sullenly, feeling like a stupid roe deer who just entered the city.

Wanke was sitting in a small corner of the sofa with his buttocks, his legs neatly placed in front of him, holding a small wine glass and taking sips.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Xing Nan lightly put his hand on the cigarette, and after shaking off a layer of dust, he leaned on the sofa behind Wanke, and pushed against Wanke's back spine with his knee, and said, "It's enough to bully you with me. If I'm afraid of being oppressed, I take it off and don't wear it. It's more than enough to carry you."

Vanke: "Oh."

Fang Gayao saw that Wanke had stopped, but the one on his neck was still not satisfied.

"Did I say that you can't do it outside?" Fang Gayao pushed the person out with his arms, but the other party was stuck tightly, and he stretched out his hand to directly squeeze the air between the two of them, his teeth went all the way under the bed, and Fang Gayao called out from Fang Gayao's neckline. .

Fang Gayao was a little sensitive, knowing that Wu Wei was angry.

The arms that were originally propped out stopped, paused for a while, felt that the heat on the neck was getting more and more turbid, and raised his head as if resigned to fate, hugged the other party's neck, pressed the person against his body, and moved closer to his body Ear, "Are you jealous to this extent?"

"Don't feel sour?" Fang Gayao especially wants to smoke at this time. Sometimes when he holds Wu Wei in his arms, his heart feels empty, and he feels that he is holding Wu Wei in his arms. A piece, like a piece of mint.

A breath of hot air can cool it down.

"Besides, why are you so angry with a little girl? She jumps on it just to make a living." Fang Jiayao touched the hard scum on Wu Wei's head, his palm hurt a little, "I won't watch it from now on, will it be okay?"

Wu Wei clasped Fang Gayao's neck, looked behind him, "She's not qualified enough."

"I'll take a bite first, and when the person comes, I won't be able to eat any more," Wu Wei said, taking a light bite under Fang Jiayao's neckline before letting him go, staring at the tooth marks on it, and stretched out his hand. Fang Gayao buttoned the top collar for him.

He has said before that from here on down, it's all his.

Waiting for the person to sit back in a good manner, and pulled a little distance.

Fang Gayao followed Wu Wei's gaze and looked behind him, only to see Wu Yueli standing on the phone at the corner.

Maybe because they are brothers, even from behind, they look exactly the same as Wu Wei.

Except that Wu Yueli's hair is a bit longer than Wu Wei's, and the more detailed distinctions should only be found from close quarters.

Moreover, Wu Yueli is usually dressed in a suit, he restrains himself very well, even when he is on the phone now, he can still see one hand on the side of the phone receiver, the expression on his whole face, plus The figure can be summed up in four words.

Strictly regulated.

In other words, Wu Yueli forcibly made himself a standard.

It is estimated that people haven't looked here yet, but they are walking along the side of the sofa.

Wu Wei should have seen him long ago.

Simply not wanting to cause trouble for himself, Fang Gayao also understood that if Wu Wei got too close to him in front of Wu Yueli, then Fang Gayao himself would be the only one in trouble in the end.

Wu Wei understands restraint, and knows when to let go and when to stop.

Based on this alone, it can be seen that the young man is mature. At this age, he can have such maturity, which can be seen in the city.

"Why do you have time to come here today?" Wu Yueli hung up the phone, and walked towards here holding his cuffs. He only dropped the words when he got closer, his eyes were switching between Wu Wei and Fang Jiayao, and he didn't know what it was. Who did you tell.

"Relax," Wu Wei said simply without raising his eyes, and he didn't mean to keep him, but Wu Yueli vacated a space by himself, sat down in his suit, and kept his eyes fixed on Fang Gayao. He bent over and handed over his business card.

For Fang Gayao.

In front of Wu Wei, it was the first time he met Fang Gayao formally.

Greetings have to be done.

Wu Yueli sat directly opposite Fang Gayao, Wu Wei lay on the sofa in the middle, he kept watching, but didn't interrupt.

"Fang Gayao," introduced himself in a simple and easy way, and by the way, also passed the name to Wanke who was blushing next to him, who was almost like boiled shrimp.

Wu Yueli waited for the business card in his hand to be handed over, but he confiscated it for recycling, and it was still hanging in the middle. Fang Jiayao also sat upright, rounding the meaning of that hand, and gently shook it as a gesture.

"Since they are all Wu Wei's friends, I will come here often in the future." Wu Yueli kept holding his hand without letting go, maintaining this posture, and said to Wu Wei, "Didn't you bring your girlfriend?"

When he said this, it was Vanke that exploded first.

The messy taste of wine in his mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and he couldn't explain clearly, "Girlfriend? Fuck, Nanzi, he said girlfriend, right?"

Xing Nan pulled him to sit down, "Sit down first."

"Why the hell am I sitting here? What are you doing here with a girlfriend?!" Vanke actually felt that his voice was a bit loud, making his ears hurt. When he heard these three words, his subconscious reaction was to explode on the spot. Because of the effect of alcohol, my whole body was in pain and trembling.

He feels sorry for Fang Gayao.

I feel sorry for the more than 100 pages of notes.

He was close to Fang Gayao, and felt that Fang Gayao was like a big brother, so he defended him everywhere. Now his spirit and behavior have parted ways, and he is obedient.

Xing Nan didn't understand what was going on, but he knew that Wanke, who was drunk, was definitely going to do something bad here, so he didn't let Vanke continue talking backwards, and walked away with his mouth covered and the person on his back, "You guys talk first, I'll Take him to the bathroom to sober up."

After speaking, he put his arms around a man, turned a corner and disappeared.

The remaining two parties were obviously in a stable mood.

Wu Yueli let go, touched the cigarette on the table by himself, lit one, and said to Wu Wei relaxedly, "Even my friends are hiding this, how can they be brothers?"

Wu Yueli said this now, purely for Fang Jiayao, and he mentioned it in private before.

Now that Wu Wei has such a girl by his side, he has no reason to hide it.

Wu Wei raised his eyes slowly, pinched out the cigarette in his mouth, leaned on the sofa again, propped up half of his body with his arms, and gave Wu Yueli a rare smile,

"It's a little early to say,"

"I keep that man for marriage."