Drunk in exchange for sleep under the moon

The pointer points to eleven o'clock, but the nightlife in this city has just become exciting.

Located in the old city, HOMELESS is a famous gay bar in Maizui Street. Maizui Street, as the name suggests, is a street where bars gather in this city.After nightfall, the lights are feasting, the people are drunk, the people who are drunk and dreaming, have fun without love, and play games every time.The people who come and go looking for fun and buying drunk all follow the same rules of the game, each playing their own way, neither bringing grudges nor taking kindness away.

There are not many people in HOMELESS today, the lights in the bar are flickering, the light on the stage is a little dark, the man playing the guitar and singing "It's your God-for saken right to beloved loved loved" under the spotlight winks to the audience, the corner of his mouth The evoked smiles spread out, matching the cheerful tone.When he sang, his body swayed slightly with the beat, and the oversized white T looked a little thin, and his smooth and soothing tone made the drunken bar become much clearer.

Apart from the stage, the most eye-catching thing is the bar.

The man sitting on the edge of the bar was holding a glass of red and blue mixed wine in his hand, his white shirt was buttoned up meticulously, his slender fingers looked very beautiful under the cover of the light and the drink, his face was hidden in the shadow, called People can't see very clearly, only a pair of pitch-black eyes, which are surprisingly bright.

In a bar, a man who is alone is easy to attract attention, let alone this kind of man who seems to be serious and restrained.

Many people were looking at him in the dark, their eyes were full of undisguised interest, and the desire to challenge and conquer that flowed in their bones was aroused, so some people boldly went over to strike up a conversation.

At first it was a temptation, and then it was a frown and a straightforward refusal, which seemed a bit decisive.

The broken halberds gathered together, and their faces were not very good-looking.

We all come out to play often, we know each other well, we can say a few words even if we are not familiar with each other, and now we have a common prey, and all of them are rejected without exception, it is inevitable that we are not satisfied, there is a vague feeling of "weird looking" It looks good, why haven't I seen it before", "I really want to take off his obtrusive shirt", "It's useless, maybe it's a zero" and other low-pitched comments spread out in the singing.

After the people on the stage sang a song, someone came on stage to replace him, so he handed over the guitar, and jumped off the stage with one hand: "Baby, what are you talking about?"

"Brother Yan." The slightly shorter man pointed in the direction of the bar, "Here, I don't know where the exiled fairy came down to earth, and the few of us didn't even catch up with each other."

Xie Yan looked in the direction he was pointing at, and through the wandering light, the man sitting at the bar just happened to raise his eyes. Naturally, he wasn't looking at him, but just a casual glance, which made his heart flutter for no reason. , I was a little stunned for a moment.

The few people who went to strike up a conversation were all in good shape and appearance, and they didn't make an appointment with any of them, which was a bit new.

For some reason, Xie Yan's mind popped out a sentence of same-sex repulsion, his eyes fell on the man's neatly buttoned buttons, and he hooked his lips with great interest: "It's the first time I come out to play, you and him What do you care about?"

"Brother Yan, why don't you go and try?" The person next to him winked and smiled at him, "All of us have returned home without feathers, Brother Yan, as the treasure of the shop, shouldn't you help us find a place?"

"Okay." Xie Yan grabbed his waist, "Would you like WeChat or a phone call? I'll get it for you. What's the benefit for me, huh?" He said the second half of the sentence in a low voice. .

A room card was stuffed into the pocket of Xie Yan's jeans, which meant that everyone tacitly said: "Just a phone call."

"Wait." Xie Yan patted his butt wrapped under the leggings suggestively, and walked towards the bar with a smile.

Xie Yan had a lot of fun in the circle. Although he had the title of a social butterfly, he was an out-and-out top.He has a good appearance, a good life, and a good temper. There are more than a few in the circle. Like him, when he sits in a bar, people will fall into his arms.

Why don't you make the cannons that come to your door? Anyway, no one is sincere. If you have the right appetite, you can sleep twice more.Xie Yan's rule is that there are no more than three things, and countless zeros are eager to try to see if they can break this rule, but it is a pity that Xie Yan is a person who really doesn't care about one leaf among thousands of flowers.

What's even more pity is that the person who handed him the card had already slept three times.

Throwing the room card in his pocket to the bartender, he sat down beside the man, smiled and ordered a Mexican sunrise.

Xie Yan and Homeless are just like their own home, from the bar owner to the waiter and security guard, there is no one who doesn't know him.The bartender Lance knew what he was doing when he saw the smile on his face, and quickly reminded him in a low voice: "The friend brought by the boss, let me take care of it, brother Yan, you have a good hand."

"Daxian's friend?" Xie Yan was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at the man beside him, feeling a little pity in his heart.

It's getting closer, and the dim light can't hide the man's graceful eyebrows and eyes, probably because he drank a little too much, the water color in his eyes is so seductive, like the erratic catkins in spring, itching to fall on people's hearts , and it seems that the nasal cavity is blocked in the throat by inhalation, which only makes the mouth dry.

Twirling his fingertips, he took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself.

The aroma of tobacco wafted from his fingertips, and Xie Yan regained his sanity a little bit.

The bar owner's surname is Shen, and his single name has the word "Xian", which is a homonym for "Shenxian". Those who are familiar with him call him Daxian.Since he is Shen Xian's friend, he is untouchable no matter what.

The aroused interest and desire were extinguished by a splash of cold water, Xie Yan gave a low "tsk", bit the end of the cigarette and took a light puff, and squinted his eyes slightly when exhaling the smoke ring.

Can't fuck, then, it's always okay to flirt, right?

"The Great Immortal left you here alone?" He had something to say in his words, and he gave a low laugh, "He is also relieved."

The man who had been silent all this time raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were a little puzzled, and his frown seemed to be slightly annoyed.Xie Yan somehow guessed what he meant, and while smoking a cigarette, he said: "Don't say you are annoyed that he left you here alone, I was dragged here to save the scene today, and I didn't see anyone else film."

He smoked the cigarette slowly, holding the cigarette butt between his index finger and middle finger, and turned around in the transparent ashtray, "I don't know in which gentle town I drowned."

Throwing the separated cigarette butts into the trash can, he held the transparent and cold cup to his lips and took a sip.The orange-red wine was stained on the lips, and the water was bright.

It is just a joke to say that Shen Xian drowned in Wenrou Township. Everyone knows that Shen Xian, the owner of HOMELESS, and Lian Xiao, the resident singer, are happy friends. They have been together for several years. once.

Today, the two quarreled daily again, even laughing at the pick, he was called to the rivers and lakes for emergency, Xie Yan glanced at the direction of the stage, thinking that he didn't know if Shen Xian had coaxed him well.

The man frowned and didn't answer, but took another sip of his wine.

Xie Yan looked at his Adam's apple that moved up and down while drinking, and his thoughts that had been suppressed were aroused again: "This is the first time to play?"

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Although Xie Yan's circle of friends has more than one and one less, there are also many top fellows, including straight men.He has seen countless people, but now he is suddenly a little unsure which way this person is from, but he is also sexually aroused, and the little flame in his heart is aroused even more joyously, and he feels that if this person is also a top, he It's okay to be a zero number once.

This thought just flashed through his mind for a moment, and he laughed secretly that he was a little bewildered. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pinched the first button of the man's shirt, and with two slender and flexible fingers, he opened the buttonhole, and then Going down—the wrist was held firmly by someone, unable to move.

Skin to skin, Xie Yan smiled ambiguously: "Didn't Daxian tell you that when you come out to play, you can't button the first button of your shirt."

Of course, the more you untie, the more sexy you will be. His eyes fell on the man's face, and he imagined the appearance of the man's shirt unbuttoned in front of him. The erupting magma collided with a deep lake, and there seemed to be "" in the air." "Zizizizi" sounded, Xie Yan hooked the corners of his lips, and when the man let go of his hand, he undid the second button with an inch, and then he said in satisfaction: "It's much more pleasing to the eye."

He is very interested, and he doesn't feel that the man's face is indifferent and he is making fun of himself. He has no other hobbies, but he likes to flirt everywhere, a master in love, and a reputation as a prodigal son. How come so many people are willing to sleep with him.

"My name is Xie Yan. Has the Great Immortal ever mentioned to you that fire prevention and theft prevention—Xie Yan?" The only topic he and the man in front of him can find so far is probably Shen Xian. The friendship between men, as long as there is a common Topics, are you afraid that you won’t be able to establish them?

Xie Yan.

The two words crossed my mind for a while, the man did hear Shen Xian mentioning this name, but it was by no means a good word.He also repeatedly told him that he can play however he likes, just stay away from Xie Yan.

The cheerful and moving melody of the English song in the bar just now seemed to be still in his ears, and his eyes were dark and unclear, so he raised his eyes and took a serious look at Xie Yan.

Xie Yan's eyes are very beautiful, natural amber, very light and clear, mixed with youthfulness and clarity after years of precipitation.A pair of very contradictory eyes, he smiled clearly, the corners of his mouth were raised, but there was not much smile in his eyes, they were bright, only the ambition of a hunter staring at his prey.

The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was very shallow, and when the smile deepened a bit, there was a hint of evil in his eyes. He watched his lips purse and open, and a broken jade-like laugh escaped from his throat: " And you, what's your name?"

There is a smile in the eyes, and the spring water is full of waves.

"Zhao Wumian."

he heard himself reply.

Because of a laugh, the thoughts that had wandered all night were pulled back to reality unexpectedly, a little dizzy.

The man's voice was a little deep, deep but not muddy, slow but not scattered, Xie Yan was a little distracted when he heard it, and said Zhao Wumian silently in his heart, and unconsciously read it: "Zhao Wumian...", opened abruptly I have to continue, "Good name."

After the words were finished, there happened to be a new song on the stage. In the gentle tune of the love song, Xie Yan saw a ripple in Zhao Wumian's calm eyes.

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day change

Master suffers, no one abuses

Zhao Wumian is attacking, don't make a mistake

Gong's character may be a little bit axis

a healing story

sweet text na

Hope, also in this winter, give you a little bit of sweetness