a delicate flower

The staff stretched out their arms in front of Zhuang Lin and Lu Xinsheng, with a firm tone and no room for retreat.Ai Lang was flustered for a moment and froze in place. Fortunately, he turned around and looked at Zhuang Lin. Zhuang Lin's calm and calm smile could suppress the anxiety in his heart.

Ai Lang pursed his thin lips, and asked the staff calmly, "Hello, since we are discussing the follow-up process in detail, I think the person involved should be able to understand the specific situation better if he is present?"

Hearing this, the staff turned to face Ai Lang, stood with their backs to Zhuang Lin and the others, and said in a stern manner: "So, please stay here so that we need further understanding during the negotiation process."

I can't go, and I can't leave.This is blackmail in disguise.

"..."

The staff were full of lies, and Ai Lang could do nothing.The staff gestured again, "Sir, please."

Ailang didn't respond, he looked up at Zhuang Lin again, he once again drew energy from the man's gentle gaze, took a deep breath secretly, and then turned and walked out the door.

With a sound of "click", the closed room of the dressing room completely separated Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin. Ai Lang followed the staff, and every time he took a step forward, he was farther away from Zhuang Lin in the dressing room, and he was terrified from the bottom of his heart. The abyss is closer.One step and two steps, Ai Lang could clearly feel the violent heartbeat, hitting his chest like a drum.The staff led the way, and walked all the way to the end of the corridor after coming out of the dressing room, and turned left when going out.There is a high wall behind the exhibition hall, and a small racing field is built around it. Two of the three stepped gates are blocked, leaving only one gate, and two security guards in black are guarding the gate.

Even though I was prepared in my heart, I couldn't suppress my instinctive fear.Alan's mind is full of thoughts of running away. The mobile phone in his trouser pocket shows his presence with the pace of walking. The stronger the signal for help, the stronger the fear in his heart...

Ailang was still not decisive enough to kill and attack. He rehearsed countless scenes of resistance in his mind, but he still walked to the door. When the two tall security guards opened the door for him, the light pouring down from behind the door made him All hope is lost.

The door behind him was closed again, Ai Lang was left at the entrance, and another strong staff member led him to a viewing room.There is no one in the room, there is a coffee table, two chairs, and a bright floor-to-ceiling window. You can just see the huge screen in the middle of the left side, and you can clearly see the track under the window.

Ellen was sitting on pins and needles on the chair. He glanced at the staff a few meters away from him, and took out his mobile phone pretending to be calm, but his mind collapsed the moment he turned on the screen—this room blocked the mobile phone signal.

The fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly, the tendons on the back of the hand bulged, and the phone kept shaking...

Ai Lang gritted his teeth and tried his best to pretend that he was not afraid of danger. He stood up with the arm of the chair, walked slowly to the French window, and saw a row of garages built on the side of the track, and several people were busy carrying boxes. out.One of them stood beside him leisurely.Ai Lang couldn't see clearly, and couldn't hear the sound, but he only vaguely felt that the man was tall and straight.

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The staff who moved the goods worked hard to carry more than a dozen boxes into the garage. The prince of the Zhao family came to inspect the goods in person, and no one dared to be lazy.

A man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the garage.

"Little boss."

Zhao Bailei turned his head, a casual smile hung on his handsome face, he raised his face slightly, and hummed lightly in response.

"The man brought it."

Hearing this, Zhao Bailei raised his head and glanced in the direction of the viewing room. Just then, his cell phone rang.He took out his cell phone, raised his lips unexpectedly, and answered the call.

"What, miss me?"

Zhao Bailei's words were ambiguous, and the man in the suit who was reporting the situation to him thoughtfully wanted to back off, but he just took two steps back when he heard Zhao Bailei first "tsk" and then called him to stop.

The man turned around hesitantly, and saw Zhao Bailei walking towards him, put one hand on his shoulder, and said, "Well, you go and bring someone over to the garage for a visit, and I'll test drive it when I come back."

"Ok."

·

When the door was knocked, Ai Lang was stiff.

Ai Lang's staff opened the door for the purpose of "entertaining" but actually "guarding" it. No one came in from outside the door, and the person who came was only a person in charge of passing on news.They didn't deliberately avoid Ailang in their conversation. Ailang sat in his seat and pricked up his ears, and heard the man say that he would take him to the garage for a visit.

The word "visit" literally means too polite, which makes Ai Lang feel uneasy.Sure enough, his mobile phone was asked to stay in the viewing room on the grounds that "the goods in the garage are in a confidential stage to prevent sneak shots."

Ai Lang once heard people in the circle say that some second-generation ancestors who played "fun" can be called evil people. They are immersed in wine pools and meat forests all day long, and they even pursue extravagant and pleasure tricks to be more extreme than ordinary people.

Either you want to die, or life is worse than death.

Although Ellen was very curious, he never had the idea of ​​witnessing it with his own eyes.

When Ailang was taken to the garage, he was forced to confirm the crazy thoughts of those demon kings.The "cars" parked in the garage are naturally "cars", but they are different from the super luxury cars displayed in the exhibition hall outside the wall. The boxes transported by the staff that Ailang saw while standing in the viewing room contained a car Brand new "toy car".

The first batch of "toy cars" are shaped like a cart, about the same size as a bumper car, four-wheel drive, start at a constant and slow speed, and control the direction with a manual steering wheel. The public execution configuration of the Roman emperor is installed on the cart.The driver may open his legs with M, or enter backwards, or be tied with hands and feet in lotus position, and let the electric Roman emperor conquer...

The second batch of "toy cars" are no different from bicycles, with electric Roman emperors installed on the seats.

Obviously, toy cars are not for playing by yourself, but for people to enjoy and watch other people play.

A man in a suit and leather shoes explained to Ai Lang how to use it solemnly, and Ai Lang was so disgusted that he interrupted him many times, emphasizing repeatedly, "I will pay for liquidated damages, I will pay for broken jewelry, and I will stop the cooperation immediately. "

The man paused without even looking at Ai Lang. Fortunately, he didn't completely ignore Ai Lang's words and said, "You can't afford it." Then he dutifully read the operating instructions to Ai Lang, "Every car comes with There is a one-to-one bluetooth connection remote control, the remote control cannot control the speed of the vehicle, but it can control the pumping frequency of the seat, water injection, rotation mode and other special functions..."

Ai Lang's scalp was numb, his neck was stiff, and he looked back at the high wall. Two tall and burly staff members stood with their hands behind their backs, blocking Ai Lang's eyes.

A wall separated, people feel the bone-chilling despair.

In the final analysis, it was because he was easily let go more than four months ago, which gave him a sense of comfort that "the other party is just a brat".

Ai Lang was scared, he was at the end of the road, and all kinds of vicious thoughts even came out of his heart - if he had known... he would never step here even if those freshmen died.

·

Zhao Bailei returned to the exhibition hall from the racing track, passed the VIP inner hall, and greeted the senior management of the cooperative company politely, and did not forget to be humble and compassionate to the employees until he returned to the VIP lounge.As soon as he opened the door, he took off the hypocritical mask of a handsome gentleman, and tugged at his collar in disgust.

This is his exclusive lounge, but when he entered the door, he saw a person sitting on the three-person sofa, flipping through the latest monthly fashion magazine.

When Zhao Bailei saw that person, the impatience with dealing with social affairs written on his face finally disappeared. He walked in, took a cold beer from the freezer, pulled off the pull tab with a "click", and sat on the armrest of the sofa Above, asked with a smile: "When did you come here? I didn't expect you to be the first person to come here after shouting in the group."

Zhao Bailei raised his head and took a sip of cold beer, and heard the other party respond slowly: "I came here with Ai Lang."

Zhao Bailei almost choked on the beer. He poured the beer into his mouth, half of it was spit back into the can, and half of it was swallowed reluctantly. He coughed twice and looked at Zhuang Lin in front of him in a daze.

Zhao Bailei: "Huh??"

The beer sprayed on the mouth of the can flowed down the side of the bottle, wet the back of his hand, quite embarrassing.Zhao Bailei was surprised that Zhuang Lin, who was not very interested in this kind of "feast", was the first to be there today, but he made a surprising statement.

Zhuang Lin closed the magazine, smoothed the corners of the cover, and the words "Issue 94" were folded into a line.He put the magazine flat on the table, leaned back and leaned on the sofa cushion, with a loose expression, and smiled slightly: "Don't touch him."

Zhao Bailei: "Him??"

Zhao Bailei was quick thinking, and quickly thought of the intersection of Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin - also from Z University.

The expression on Zhao Bailei's face changed slightly, then he squinted his eyes and sneered, "Fuck, you're still the best, I just want to know, is he worth [-] a night?"

Zhuang Lin snorted softly and let out a nasal sound, the corners of his lips raised slightly, forming a nice arc, "I quite like him, but..."

"but?"

Zhao Bailei was caught by Zhuang Lin's words, maintaining the posture of holding the cold beer to his lips, reluctant to miss every word or even an expression of Zhuang Lin.

"Ah," Zhuang Lin put his hands on the back of his head, looked at Zhao Bailei lazily, and said, "I slept for free."

The implication is that I don't understand Zhao Bailei's measurement criteria without spending a penny.

Zhao Bailei: "..."

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[summer vacation period]

After Ai Lang finished speaking harshly, he dragged Xing Lu and ran out——

Because of Ai Lang's call, the group of evildoers who were not afraid of piercing the world were all booing indiscriminately.The party who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal was coaxing Zhao Bailei to be thrown in the face in public, while the other party fanned the flames and instigated Zhao Bailei to arrest him and knelt down to cry for mercy.

Today is Zhao Bailei's host. After the college entrance examination, he invites friends and friends to his own place to have fun. There are many beautiful college students working as part-time models at the exhibition. The main purpose is to hunt for beauty. A friend just happened to recognize that Ai Lang is an open sexual orientation The Internet celebrity, everyone finds Ai Lang troublesome when they feel strange for a while.

The second-generation ancestors who are used to domineering do not lack the patience to be gentle and considerate to their one-night lovers, but the authority that thinks they are superior does not allow provocations, Zhao Bailei is incited by the left and right camps and his face is ugly.

"Brother Lei, can you bear this?!"

"Now immediately find someone to tie him to the basement."

"Exciting! I recorded what he said just now! I really want to record him crying and begging for mercy again!"

……

Several people present rushed to speak, Zhao Bailei was instigated to be irritable, and was about to vent all his anger on Ai Lang, when he heard a voice, saying:

"forget it."

The voice that spoke was closest to Zhao Bailei. The man was lying on the sofa with his head up on the armrest. His face was covered with a monthly fashion magazine, and the conspicuous red title marked issue 88.

Someone laughed and said, "You guys woke up Zhuang Lin."

Zhuang Lin and the backbone of the present are also the bamboo horses who have known each other since they were young. Although Zhuang Lin transferred to other places since junior high school, and returned to city A in his third year of high school, he was in a different school from them, but this did not affect their relationship at all. Because of the reunion after a long absence, the others listened to Zhuang Lin's words.

Zhuang Lin took off the magazine covering his face, sat up, and saw someone next to him holding the mobile phone playing the scene he just took, so he borrowed the mobile phone curiously, took a look, it was the first time he saw Ai Lang, He casually asked, "Is he GAY?"

My friend smiled hippie, "Yes."

Zhuang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, watched Ai Lang's words to Zhao Bailei in the video, and said with a sneer, "I don't want to sleep with you for eighty thousand nights, so you should reflect on yourself first."

Everyone else followed Zhuang Lin and laughed at Zhao Bailei until his faces turned black.

Zhuang Lin casually replayed the video again, and found it interesting that Ai Lang laughed instead of angry, especially the angry words he said at the end.

Those two sentences didn't seem to be harsh words, but they seemed to be waving and provocative: Come on, come and fuck me if you have the ability.

Zhao Bailei is not a person who is "incompetent". If Zhuang Lin hadn't stopped him, Ai Lang's end that day would probably have passed out in the underground parking lot.

It's also for this reason that Zhuang Lin was very curious when he first met Ai Lang at Z University——Ai Lang, who was unwilling to condescend for eighty thousand nights, why did he show his favor to him so often the first time he met him?

Zhuang Lin also asked in person, and Ailang's answer at that time was "I met you for the first time in the express center, and I was thinking—your lips must be very suitable for kissing, and it must be very sweet~"

Zhuang Lin knows that he has a good skin that can fool people, but it is still too far-fetched to say that Ai Lang fell in love with his appearance at first sight.

Zhuang Lin still couldn't understand this question.

·

VIP lounge.

Zhao Bailei threw the half-can of cold beer into the trash can, stretched his waist, took out his mobile phone and said to Zhuang Lin: "Since you have opened your mouth, I will let him go now. It's interesting enough, isn't it?" ?”

It was a gesture of goodwill, but Zhuang Lin said, "Don't let it go yet."

Zhao Bailei looked at him inexplicably.

Zhuang Lin smiled at him: "Find someone to inform the others, just say that they will not be held accountable, and others will just fool around. Ai Lang, let's stay here first."

Zhao Bailei frowned, and punched Zhuang Lin's shoulder with his fist, winked and raised the corners of his mouth with a smirk, "Sure enough, you are interested in the good things I posted in the group, right? Let your people play together, Bao Shuang!"

Zhuang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up his phone and looked through the messages Zhao Bailei had sent in the WeChat group "Welcome Zhao Shuai to return home to visit relatives". The physical picture of DickBicycle caused laughter.