He Linzhou frowned and looked at the WeChat call invitation that had been hung up on his mobile phone. He was a little surprised that Wen Xunchuan would call at this point, or that Wen Xunchuan would call him.
He couldn't help but think of the voice Wen Xunchuan sent him in that coquettish tone in the morning, and the breakfast Wen Xunchuan bought him. Later, he thought the taste was quite good, so he went to check the address of the store on the package, and saw many people on the Internet saying that the steamed stuffed bun had to be queued for a long time to get it...
He tapped the opponent's portrait a few times with his thumb, wondering what kind of trick this person is playing? Playing hard to get
Just as he was holding his mobile phone and thinking about it, the phone rang again.
He Linzhou couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw the avatar that popped up on the screen, he cleared his throat, and clicked on the connection. There was some noise on the other end of the phone, it sounded like it was in a bar or something.
He put on an impatient tone and asked, "Why?"
Before he finished complacent for a second, a clear male voice sounded from the opposite side: "Young Master He, I'm sorry to bother you, Brother Chuan drank too much with us, you..."
Not Wen Xunchuan.
He Linzhou frowned, and interrupted: "Why did you call me when he drank too much?"
"Young Master He, come and pick up Brother Chuan, we're all going to end here."
"Ask me to pick him up?" He Linzhou's voice raised an octave unconsciously, and his tone was a little unbelievable, "Is Lao Tzu his driver? If you let me go, I have to go?"
The opposite party smiled meaningfully, "The story about you has been spread in the circle, so there is no need to hide it, you should hurry up and pick him up..."
He Linzhou was puzzled by what he said, "What did you say? What can I do with him?"
"Cough," the other person coughed, hesitating as if he was trying to choose his words, "Everyone said that you were hooked by brother Chuan, doing 0 for love, it's earth-shattering..."
"..."
He Linzhou's face was dark, and his back molars were gritted.
"Young Master He? Look at Brother Chuan..."
"Chuan your mother!" He yelled at the phone unbearably, "Let him die!"
"Young Master He, hello? Young Master He? - Dududu."
After hanging up the phone, he directly clicked into Wen Xunchuan's WeChat dialog box, and was about to click his profile picture to be added to the blacklist, but saw the voice note from Wen Xunchuan early in the morning in the dialog box between the two of them.
He paused, moved his finger up in a mysterious way, clicked, and put the phone to his ear.
The other party's voice was lazy and hoarse, and it came in clearly through his ear canal: "Well... where are you? Is it convenient to meet up?"
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He Linzhou looked at the neon lights at the entrance of the bar, and comforted himself: Anyway, I have been a Lei Feng for so many times, and this time is not bad, so I should do good deeds for myself.
The bar is about to close, and the spotlights on the dance floor have been turned off. After the noise, the nightclub is enveloped in a peaceful and cozy atmosphere. The meaning of driving away.
As soon as He Linzhou opened the door and walked in, someone greeted him, "Young Master He, here."
Wen Xunchuan sat on a high stool, with his back facing the door and leaned slightly sideways on the bar, the hem of his sweater was pulled up by his bending over, revealing a small section of his fair waist.
He Linzhou tore his gaze away from his waist, walked over with a stride, and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body as soon as he got close.
"Hello." He swept across the empty wine bottles scattered beside Wen Xunchuan, patted his back hesitantly, and called out tentatively, "Wen Xunchuan?"
"Huh?" Wen Xunchuan, who was lying on the table, struggled to prop up his body, opened his eyes a slit, squinted and looked at him for a long time with the soft light from the top of his head, and suddenly said, "Oh, yes You."
He Linzhou looked at his flushed cheeks and the mist in his eyes, raised his finger and pointed to the bartender behind the bar, "...he called me here."
The thin bartender in a tuxedo shrugged, took out a drink list and handed it to He Linzhou, "Brother Chuan's drink price is two thousand seven."
Damn, did I drink it
While secretly cursing in his heart, He Linzhou took out a card from his wallet and handed it over.
After swiping the card and paying for the drinks, the bartender took out a small box and put it on the bar, glanced between the two of them, then pushed the box towards Wen Xunchuan, "Today's event, the drink consumption is two A box of Durex for a thousand gifts. There are tens of thousands of roads, safety first, sex/love without condoms, loved ones shed tears."
After finishing speaking, the bartender left under He Linzhou's murderous eyes.
Wen Xunchuan didn't care about why He Linzhou suddenly appeared in front of him.
He only felt that his head was sinking as if it had been filled with lead, so he lay down on the table again, resting his chin with his folded arms, and turned his head to look at He Linzhou beside him.
The warm yellow light around the bar coated his side face with a layer of light gold, and even dyed the eyelashes on his slightly drooping eyelids into light gold. His drunken eyes were covered by the light. It shines brightly.
His eyes were slightly bent, and his tone sounded a little cheerful, "Hey, kid."
"Children's fart." He Linzhou had just finished retorting, and felt that it was meaningless to argue with a drunk, so he pulled the high stool beside him and sat down, looking at him, "What do you want me to do?"
Wen Xunchuan looked at him, "Is there any smoke?"
He took out the cigarette case and lighter from the inner pocket of his coat and threw them at Wen Xunchuan's hand.
Wen Xunchuan smiled, stretched himself up to touch the cigarette case, and muttered: "What's wrong with a little brat to learn to smoke."
He Linzhou watched him pick up the box of condoms that had nothing to do with the cigarette case in terms of color or size, and picked it up for a long time, then snatched the box of condoms from him speechlessly, picked up the cigarette case and stuffed it into his hand, "Brother, So drunk and still smoking?"
"Smoking is not good." Wen Xunchuan said, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Smoking is harmful to your health."
Wen Xunchuan was quite clear when he drank too much, if He Linzhou hadn't seen him holding the tobacco end in his mouth, and lit the filter cigarette holder with a lighter in his hand for a long time. Thought he wasn't drunk at all.
He Linzhou sighed, muttered "I really owe you" in a low voice, reached out and took the cigarette from Wen Xunchuan's mouth, lit it in his mouth, and handed it to his mouth.
That hypocritical cleanliness was thrown out of the blue by Wen Xunchuan. He took a sip with the cigarette holder in his mouth, turned his face to the side and pretended to blow a smoke ring at He Linzhou's face, and stared at him from the scattered smoke ring, pretending Shen Shen said: "Children can't smoke, it will affect kidney function."
He Linzhou's face darkened, he tilted his head to avoid the white mist, and heard Wen Xunchuan laughing suddenly, his tone sounded a bit pity, "Oh, I forgot, you don't have much room for influence anymore."
He Linzhou stared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "You really won't be beaten when you go out with such a bad mouth?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another puff of smoke rolled towards his face.
"You're so annoying." His eyes were sore from the smoke, he squeezed his eyes and straightened his back to avoid the drunk's boring pranks.
An arm wrapped around his waist unexpectedly, and a choking smell of alcohol mixed with the familiar smell of tobacco penetrated into his nostrils.
He Linzhou opened his eyes suddenly, and crashed straight into a pair of foggy eyes full of light.
"Hey, are you feeling better?" Wen Xunchuan squinted his slender peach eyes, full of intoxication, and leaned towards He Linzhou, "Do you want my brother to treat you?"
He Linzhou's breathing was stagnant, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, he struggled without sincerity, and asked, "How to cure..."
Wen Xunchuan's handsome face was magnified several times in front of his eyes, a cold hand clasped the back of his neck, their breaths gradually merged, and a pair of cool lips covered them.
Before the two lips were completely pressed together, He Linzhou heard him say with a chuckle, "I'm a professional."
This kiss was different from the prank in the bar last time, and the other party didn't mean to taste it.
Wen Xunchuan's tongue got into He Linzhou's lips, and he pried open his teeth without much effort. With the bitterness of tobacco and the clear smell of alcohol, like a strong invader, he domineeringly robbed every part of his mouth. an inch of territory.
The smell of alcohol coming from the opponent's mouth made He Linzhou feel a little overwhelmed. He was dissatisfied with being suppressed by the opponent, so he pressed Wen Xunchuan's shoulder in an attempt to turn defense into offense.
Wen Xunchuan didn't resist either, and let him push his tongue back. The two of them got very close, and their breathing became hotter and hotter within an inch...
He suddenly felt a pain in his lower back, and there was a faint smell of something burning in his nose. He Linzhou suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly tore away the cigarette butt that Wen Xunchuan was wearing on his waist. hands.
Wen Xunchuan was thrown away by him, his body swayed, and he pressed his hands on the bar to sit firmly in his original position.
He Linzhou didn't look at him, arched his back unnaturally, raised his hand, took off his coat and put it on his lap, looked down at the hole in the back waist of the coat that was burned by cigarette butts, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it."
Wen Xunchuan put his elbows on the bar, propped his head and looked at him tiltedly, "You're hard."