falling grass in pairs

Yan Ze finally got into Jiang Cheng's car.

There was a faint scent of incense in his car, but it still couldn't hide the looming smell of tobacco.

In the past, Yan Ze hated this smell very much, but now he smells it very familiar and feels at ease, and his whole body relaxes.He leaned against the window, looking out the window expressionlessly, and the neon lights flashed by.

He asked: "Since you weren't from the beginning, why does my brother dislike me so much when I get in touch with you?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, thought for a while and said, "Maybe I want to hide my brother from others."

Yan Ze said, "I'm serious."

"I do not know."

You know.Yan Ze said to him in his heart.

By now, Yan Ze also vaguely understood the reason why Yan Xianglin didn't let him meet Jiang Cheng in the first place.

Now the result of his private development with Jiang Cheng is probably the last thing Yan Xianglin wants to see.

"I'll get my things tomorrow." He propped his head, still looking out of the window expressionlessly, "Just say what you say, and tell him that his brother is the same as him."

Jiang Cheng slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

"What's the matter?"

Only then did Yan Ze pull his gaze back and turn his gaze to Jiangcheng.

"I have a proposal, which is good for both of us."

Seeing his bright eyes, Jiang Cheng asked, "Tell me."

"Let's date, I won't move out from you. In exchange, even if my brother knows, no matter what he does, you want me to stand by my side."

The car was very silent, only the sound of the engine starting.

After a long time, Jiang Cheng laughed, opened the car box at hand, took out his passport and handed it to Yan Ze: "This is a loss-making business, I won't do it."

Yan Ze looked down at his passport in his hand, silently urging.

"Why don't we make another bet." Jiang Cheng said, "I'll wait for you at the airport at eight o'clock in the morning on May [-]st. If you didn't come, I agree with your proposal. Let's be lovers, but other than that, there will be no love between us." There's more. Here you come..."

When you come, many things become possible.

Yan Ze understood what Jiang Cheng said.

He looked straight at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng smiled a little, the hand holding the passport was still waiting for Yan Ze to take it, his expression unchanged.

Finally, Yan Ze took the passport slowly: "You don't have to wait, I won't go."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at the changing red and green lights outside.

"We don't need anything more between us." He seemed to be muttering to himself.

Yan Ze didn't know which cup he drank.

He has never been a person who drank his sorrows away, let alone a hangover when he was unhappy, but Qi Yang saw that he was in a bad mood after get off work, so he was dragged to this kind of place for no reason.Yan Ze's mind was in a mess, drinking glasses of wine, thinking about other things, he didn't know how much he drank, and he didn't realize that he was drunk until the wine picked up.

"Can't tell, you're pretty good at it." Qi Yang tugged at his neckline while talking, and leaned lazily on the opposite side.

The two were in the corner of the sofa in the bar, and the dim light was difficult to illuminate. Although Yan Ze was brought here because he was in a bad mood, he still resisted in his heart: "What on earth are you bringing me here for?"

Qi Yang raised the whiskey and poured it on Yan Zeman again: "Look at what you said, I don't think you're in a bad mood, it's going to be a holiday soon, there's no need to be so nervous, let's take you out for a drink."

Yan Ze looked dazedly at the dance floor in the distance, feeling dizzy from the neon lights.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He didn't forget to put the phone in his pocket.

Staggering to the bathroom, he unbuttoned his shirt and found that his neck was a little red.Yan Ze lowered his head and slapped a handful of water on his face, suddenly feeling that the world was much cooler.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was Yan Xianglin.

Without even thinking about it, I turned off the machine.

The phone went completely silent.

The feeling of brain congestion came again, so he simply turned on the faucet and poured cold water on his face in handfuls.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was holding him from behind, and his hand was still in an unspeakable place.

Almost without thinking, Yan Ze pushed his elbow back, but was caught by the person behind.Only then did he see the face of the person behind him clearly. It was a strange adult with an ambiguous smile.

"who are you?"

Before the question was finished, the other party's hand had already locked his wrist, and the other hand reached down into his open neckline.

"Oh!" Yan Ze was startled, and was about to kick back, but the man let go of him as if feeling something.

Taking advantage of this gap, he turned around and ran out of the bathroom.Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran to the door, he was stopped by another person who was facing him and hugged him: "Who are you running in such a hurry?"

Yan Ze immediately understood that the two were in the same group, and that as soon as one was inside, the other was guarding outside.

In such a chaotic bar, what they want to do is self-evident, but this is not a gay place, how could it be?

While struggling, Yan Ze looked at Qi Yang in a panic... Where is there Qi Yang?Where the two were sitting just now were now two strangers.

I wanted to take out my phone to call him, but realized that I had turned it off, and felt a pain in my arm before I could put my hand in my trouser pocket.

Yan Ze lowered his head, looked at the small needle in disbelief, and the person holding him smiled and quickly pushed all the liquid in the tube into it.

He struggled violently, but was stopped by the other party's fist, who held his wrist with all his strength.The two seemed to be competing, Yan Ze knew that the situation was wrong and yelled a few times, and sure enough people around looked over, but the man leaned forward to kiss him.

Someone saw that the situation was not right and wanted to come up to help.Seeing this, Yan Ze quickly yelled again.

At this moment, the man in the bathroom came out with a surprised look on his face: "Hey, Leizi is drunk again?"

The man who embraced him replied seamlessly: "That's right, there's another quarrel."

The people around them turned away with unsurprising expressions on their faces.

Yan Ze wanted to shout, but someone covered his mouth. At this time, he struggled again, but found that his limbs were weak, and his whole body began to exert energy.He was already half drunk, and now he didn't know what the other party had injected him with. He was terrified, but unable to struggle, he was dragged into the bathroom by the two of them, and he was thrust into one of the barriers without saying a word. .

"My mother!"

One of them sneered, and pressed Yan Ze's shoulder: "It's not sure who fucks who!"

Yan Ze immediately understood the seriousness of the matter: "This is not gay!"

The man tore open his shirt with one hand: "I take all men and women!"

Yan Ze knew that today was going to be bad, and he panicked in his heart, but he tried to calm down on his face: "Let go of me, I don't play this game, if you come to force me, I guarantee that you won't be able to bear it and walk around. "

Unexpectedly, the other party became more energetic after hearing his words, gnawing and biting on his open shirt chest: "I'm so fucking scared!"

Yan Ze instinctively felt that this was abnormal, and immediately thought of Qi Yang.It's just that right now he doesn't have time to think so much, his body hurts and his mind hurts, and he can't use his strength.When he thought about it, he was afraid that the man's injection just now was for something else...

He trembled again.

"Are you scared? It's nothing more than that." The man on the body sneered, raised his hands up and down, touched Yan Ze in a short while, and scratched hard.

Yan Ze felt that everything in front of him was still dizzy, he let out a painful "um", and struggled desperately to touch the phone.

If I had known earlier, I would not have turned off the phone.

As soon as his hand was in his pocket, the other party saw his intentions, took out his mobile phone and threw it outside the compartment, grabbed his neck with one hand, and started to untie Yan Ze's belt with the other: "You fucking want to run? "

Yan Ze was so stuck that he couldn't breathe, he felt a lot of discomfort piled up in one place, he just felt dizzy, colorful and green in front of his eyes, and all kinds of voices were buzzing in his ears.

While he was struggling, the person in the compartment was kicked away suddenly, and the person on him was knocked out due to the force of the door panel.Yan Ze clearly heard him scolding his mother, and took out a dagger from his bosom, which made his eyes widen in fright.

I don't know who it is outside, as soon as he came in, he grabbed the man's hand, turned his wrist, and raised his hand, which was a slap in the face.

The world was full of noise, Yan Ze clutched his throat weakly and slowly sat on the dirty floor, only to feel his stomach was overwhelmed with discomfort, for a while it was Yan Xianglin's face, for a while it was Zheng Yichi, for a while it was Jiang Cheng, and the last one was always smiling his own face...

He couldn't hold it any longer, bent over and vomited.

Disgusting, disgusting as never before.Everything made him sick.

He didn't realize that there was gradually no movement around him. Someone seemed to curse something, picked him up from the ground roughly, dragged him under the faucet and flushed him, and he just vomited into the sink.

"Fuck!" the man cursed again.

Yan Ze felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar.

The man roughly wiped his face, peeled off his coat and threw it away, and walked out holding Yan Ze's arm.

Under the brightly colored light, Yan Ze could see his face clearly, it was a somewhat feminine but pretty face.

Gradually, he gradually remembered.

Fang Shaoming.

Fang Shaoming...Fang Shaoming?

He is not the eldest son of the Fang Group, how could he appear here?Then he slapped himself in the heart again.Fang Shaoming is famous for his extravagant flamboyance, isn't it the most normal to appear in this kind of place?

What Yan Ze didn't expect was that Fang Shaoming took him all the way home.

He wanted to leave when the car was bumping, so Fang Shaoming could just stop the car and walk away.Unexpectedly, Fang Shaoming intercepted what he was about to say as soon as he opened his mouth: "Don't spit, I'll kill you if you spit it out here."

So Yan Ze obediently shut up again.

Fang Shaoming just pulled Yan Ze back to his apartment all the way, because he was in charge of living in it, and it wasn't very luxurious, but it was enough to make Yan Ze gasp. A single apartment of more than 200 square meters... No matter from the decoration or decoration, this person's identity is evident everywhere.

Yan Ze suspected that he was dreaming.

"Why did you take me..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Shaoming left him and made a phone call, ignoring him and letting him fend for himself on the sofa.

Yan Ze was a little depressed.

However, he was not feeling well at first, so he didn't talk too much, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, planning to lie down for a while, thank Fang Shaoming and leave, he didn't want to have anything to do with this young master.

Unexpectedly, only 10 minutes later, another man came over and touched his forehead, listened to his heartbeat, and finally rolled his eyelids.Yan Ze just lay there pretending to be dead and let the other party torment him.

"What did they call him?" Fang Shaoming asked.

"It's not something important, it's just a medicine to relax the muscles."

Fang Shaoming sneered: "If you let this kind of person in my bar, I think the few people who watch the bar recently don't want to live."

The other person said nothing.

"Let's go." Fang Shaoming said angrily.

The world is finally clean.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I heard that the injection just now was fine, but Yan Ze felt that his body was not as uncomfortable as before.Fang Shaoming handed him a cup of herbal tea, which was a bit bitter, but Yan Ze didn't pick and choose. After drinking a cup, he finally felt much better.

"That...you are Mr. Fang?"

Fang Shaoming was wearing a black leather shirt, and the diamond clip on the collar flickered. Hearing Yan Ze speak, he looked at him curiously for a long time, and laughed: "Young master, you don't remember me?"

Yan Ze thought for a while, then bit the bullet and asked uncertainly, "We met once at the previous corporate reception."

Fang Shaoming said a nonchalant "hmm", Yan Ze thought it was this fate that saved him, and couldn't help but feel grateful.

"thanks……"

Before he could say the last word, Fang Shaoming suddenly pinched his face, hard.

Yan Ze didn't know why, so he was defenseless, and was pinched into a deformed face, with his mouth pouting.Fang Shaoming asked threateningly: "Fuck, you don't fucking remember?"