Director, I know your secret

"No!!!" Si Yu and An Zhenyuan said in unison.

An Zhenyuan walked up to Peng Yan, put his arms around his waist, and said in an unquestionable tone, "It's too late, go back."

Zhang He quickly grabbed Peng Yan's hand, "Peng Yan, I'm going, you must accompany me."

Si Yu shouted loudly at this moment, "Zhang He, go back."

Peng Yan rubbed his forehead, feeling the deep malice from the world.

Zhang He "battled the Confucians with their tongues", and in the end Si Yu'an and Zhenyuan were both defeated, and the four of them went to the bar called "twofish" together.

Peng Yan never dared to look at An Zhenyuan. Ever since he knew he was going to the bar and arrived at his destination, his expression had been particularly ugly, and he could feel his cold gaze.

Hey, this is so bad, with the backyard on one side and Fa Xiao on the other, Peng Yan felt that he was a white lucky bun at this time, and it was very annoying to be surrounded by such left and right sides.

The bars around Qingcheng Fishing Village are very famous. There are all kinds of people here, and there are all kinds of people. The reason why they are famous is that this area is full of gay bars, and there are all kinds of unscrupulous show offs, too many to enumerate.

In fact, there are not many homosexuals, and most of the main consumers are curious, looking for excitement, looking for 419, pretending to be gay, and most of them are bi.

Si Yu knew about it, because it wasn't his first time here, and he knew how messy it was there.

An Zhenyuan was different, he didn't want young people to come to such a mixed place with himself at all, and he would go to that kind of elegant bar.

The lively music filled the bar, and the colorful hair swayed back and forth on the dance floor, not sure if it was real or not.

Demons dance.

Zhang He Shumen found a seat close to the runway, and he offered two tips, and whispered something to the waiter, and after a while, the waiter brought over a dozen passion filos and a few glasses of ice water.

Peng Yan couldn't help curling his lips. He understood that the world of the rich second generation is generally lonely, empty and cold.

Peng Yan was a little less interested, and looked at these crazy people with his legs crossed and his chin in his hands. The corner was full of passion, men and men, women and women, and even three or four people kissed together without hesitation, one by one. Crazy, people around don't care, as if there is no such picture but abnormal.

An Zhenyuan has an elegant demeanor, even though he is currently dressed casually, he can still sit there calmly and pretend to be the president.

Peng Yan sighed, Qingcheng is so freaking open, it’s not that he hasn’t been to this kind of place, it’s just that wherever he goes, they are all formal entertainment venues, and sometimes Zou Long also takes him to some bars for parties, but, It's not as crazy as it is now.

Crazy, depraved.

Zhang He drank a few glasses of wine, asked Peng Yan to play by himself, and then walked into the dance floor with a twisted waist.

Peng Yan looked at Si Yu and asked, "Aren't you going?"

Si Yu lit a cigarette and waved his hand, "I'm not interested in children's stuff."

Peng Yan snorted without answering, put his head close to An Zhenyuan, and said flatteringly, "Hey, are you feeling bad?"

An Zhenyuan glanced at him, took a sip of the cocktail on the table, and said in a voice without warmth, almost ice-cold, "No."

Peng Yan was amused, and hooked An Zhenyuan's calf with the toe of his shoe, "Hey, we haven't...well, what?"

How could An Zhenyuan not know what Peng Yan meant? Although he knew that the young man's words were meant to be a joke, but he was not rational at this time.

He felt that the two of them had already held hands and kissed, and he would not show his heart next time, even if he didn't say, I like you, I love you, let's fall in love, let's get married, it should already count as being together.

An Zhenyuan belongs to Peng Yan, and Peng Yan belongs to An Zhenyuan.

That's it.

However, the young man said so, could it be that he was really playing?

Is it? !

"Handsome, can you help me?"

Wu Nong's soft words broke the deadlock between them. An Zhenyuan and Peng Yan turned their heads one after another, only to see a slender boy standing behind him holding a cup. The boy smiled shyly. Under the light, his face could be seen on the blush.

Peng Yan reckoned that this brat was also a tourist, and he was looking for excitement. He was already drunk, he bared his teeth, folded his arms and lay down on the back of the chair, "Oh, we are both handsome, who are you calling?" ?”

The boy blinked and looked at the friends on the table behind. Most of the handsome men and women pointed to An Zhenyuan, so the boy pointed at An Zhenyuan shyly.

Peng Yan snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction, anyway, he is also a high-quality handsome man.

There's no way, An Zhen is dressed more decently than him, and he's calmer, and he looks like a good guy, but he really looks like a local hooligan.

The boy invited him to his side to show his face, Peng Yan thought that he would not go back, but after hearing what he said, he immediately got up and passed, before leaving, he gave Peng Yan a meaningful look.

"Cut." Peng Yan waved his hand and let him play. Since he wants to get even with you, fortunately he is a little bit of a man, so there are so many small stomachs.

At this time, Zhang He staggered back, sat down in the chair and gulped down the ice water, and then finished two glasses of spirits.

Si Yu lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring, and kicked Zhang He's stool, "Did you enjoy the game?"

"It's alright," Zhang He wiped the sweat off his face, and then wiped his wet hair, "Hey, Yan'er, why don't you drink?"

"I don't like it." Peng Yan was a little irritable, and pretended to look elsewhere without even looking at Zhang He. He glanced at An Zhenyuan and found that the little brother was drinking quite high.

"You are so boring, do you want to serve you Huiyuan Juice?"

"Fuck, why don't you provoke me," Peng Yan licked his teeth, looked away, picked up two glasses and immediately took a sip, "How is it? Do you want to take it?"

"Are they two eggs?"

"Aren't there two eggs?"

"Damn, you're not in shape."

Peng Yan didn't answer, and then had two more glasses, "It's your turn."

After a while, the wine ran out. Zhang He snapped his fingers and ordered another dozen beers. Si Yu's cigarette ash shook and fell to the ground silently.

"Enough, Zhang He."

"What is enough?" Zhang He propped his chin with his hand, put his little finger into his mouth, and bit it lightly, revealing a little rosy tongue, looking at Si Yu with blurred eyes.

At this time, the audience burst into cheers, as if they could lift the roof off.

A smear of red appeared from the runway, and the beam hit him all over.

At this time, many people stood up and booed and whistled.

The hustle and bustle was higher and higher.

With a loud bang, the people on the stage took off their hats and threw them into the crowd. It was a face with heavy make-up and a seductive face. With another sound, the cloak on the performer was pulled off by him, revealing a male almost Body about to be exposed.

Peng Yan's eyes widened, "I...fuck."

Zhang He whistled and sat down around the runway like everyone else.

The man is flirting, and the men and women around him flirt with all their might, stuffing white money into his black leather underwear, and taking advantage of it.

Peng Yan felt that his three views had been refreshed again. It was one thing to know such a scene, it was one thing to watch it on TV, and it was another thing to see it with his own eyes.

"Brother Si Yu, Zhang He did that, you don't want to," Peng Yan pursed his lips, thinking about his words, "Just let it go like this?"

Si Yu smiled, talking very much, a little helpless, a little accustomed to it, and knocked the cigarette ash in his hand, "Have you seen Havoc in Heaven?"

Peng Yan raised his eyebrows, he was a little dazed now, his eyes were a little dizzy, he pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking how big his neck was after those drinks, "I've seen it, I don't know what you mean."

"No matter how awesome Monkey Sun is, he can't escape Wuzhishan."

Peng Yan shook his head and thought for a while, then he was amused, then shook his head, "Zhang He is not Monkey Sun, he is just a bit of an idiot."

Si Yu looked at Peng Yan, and stubbed out the cigarette butt after a long time.

"Damn, I'm dizzy, I'm going to wash my face," Peng Yan rubbed his numb face, and sat back in the chair after he couldn't stand firmly when he first got up.

"It's okay." Si Yu put his hands on the armrests of the chair, trying to get up to help Peng Yan, "You drink too fast."

Peng Yan stretched out a hand to signal Si Yu not to move, "It's okay, I'll go by myself, you'd better watch Zhang He, don't make any more fools."

"Ask Zhenyuan to accompany you?"

"Him?" Peng Yan turned his head to look at An Zhenyuan, and said with a smile, "Don't tell me, he is nourishing."

Si Yu shook his head helplessly.

Peng Yan stood up, shook back and forth twice, put his hands on the table, looked directly at Si Yu, "Hey, buddy, I have a question for you."

"Say."

"Are you interested in An Zhenyuan?"

"I am dissatisfied with you, yes." Si Yu replied without concealment, and then looked at Zhang He's back, "However, I can't let him go."

"You are so scum!!!"

Si Yu looked at Peng Yan with a half-smile, "You like An Zhenyuan, don't you?"

"Not only do I like it." Peng Yan licked his teeth, smiled at Si Yu, and then his expression became very serious in the next second, "He is my dish, no one should move the chopsticks, whoever moves the chopsticks will make him old Second bad!!!"

"Don't worry, it's not that you can't move your chopsticks, the key is that you can't move the dish!"

Peng Yan showed a satisfied and triumphant smile, and he nodded, which means buddy, you are on the right track!Very discerning!

Peng Yan passed through the crowd, walked towards the bathroom in a nonchalant way, stroked his belly back and forth with his hands, feeling so happy that he bumped into anyone without realizing it.

"Oh my God, the Chinese are so rude, Hani, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you go back first, I need a few minutes."

"You are so annoying, I will wait for you."

Peng Yan couldn't understand the English that came from behind, so he automatically blocked it, and when he got to the bathroom, he pulled off his pants and directly opened the gate to release the water.

Peng Yan trembled, walked to the sink, turned on the water pipe, splashed the water on his face.

The cold clear water made his consciousness a little clearer. He looked up in the mirror and cursed: "Master Zhang He, this is not drinking, it's drinking your life, fuck."

Seeing a golden retriever in the mirror, Peng Yan suddenly turned around, hehe.

He leaned against the washbasin, thinking to himself that the road is narrow for Nima, what kind of fate, we met three times a day, fuck, the more I get stuck, the more I get more and more.

"Hi."

Peng Yan rolled his eyes, wiped the water on his face, ignored the golden hair, and walked directly to the door.

The golden retriever stepped forward and put his arm around Peng Yan's shoulder, "Make a friend?"

This time Peng Yan didn't talk nonsense, he threw away Jin Mao's arm neatly, turned around and punched him in the chest.

The golden retriever let out a muffled snort, apparently unaware that the other party would be so rude, which aroused his desire to conquer instead. He touched his chest muscles and felt no pain. After saying something in English, he stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth. lock up.

Peng Yan was disgusted, so he went up to fight with others.

Even if Peng Yan is not drunk, he is not the opponent of Golden Retriever, so he subdued him in three or two strokes.

The golden retriever cut Peng Yan's hands back, and pressed him to the pool, saying obscene words, and pressed his hardened buttocks against his ass.

"I'm calling you uncle, you fucking try to move me!" Peng Yan's eyes were red, but he couldn't use his strength. His face was pressed against the cold marble, and his legs kicked wildly, but they didn't hit the opponent's body. .

The golden retriever rudely took off Peng Yan's pants, and slapped his buttocks twice, without a trace of pity, Peng Yan's ivory buttocks immediately turned red.

"I fucked your mother!" Peng Yan tried his best to break free from the golden retriever's shackles, cursing loudly with flowers on his mouth, but the golden retriever remained indifferent, as if he couldn't understand the words.

Peng Yan yelled at An Zhenyuan. This was the second time he was so scared. If he was raped, he thought An Zhenyuan would go crazy, and he would kill this person himself.

Jin Mao's eyelids were red, and he kneaded Peng Yan, "Honey, your ass is so beautiful."

At this time, the golden retriever took out a small bottle from his pocket and put it in front of Peng Yan's nose, "Come on, baby, legal medicine."

Peng Yan thought that the golden retriever was going to drink himself, but he didn't expect that this bottle was for smelling. After a while, his whole body became sore and limp, and he couldn't use any strength. His heart seemed to be on fire.

"You, your mother is next door, and you actually, give, give me, use," Peng Yan's blood flow all over his body accelerated rapidly, his temples throbbed, and the words he said were shattered.

The golden retriever unzipped his own zipper, revealing his hideousness, and spit on his hand, just when he was about to wipe it off——

"boom--"

The golden retriever's eyes were scarlet, he let go, and turned around to see a murderous face.