All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

"Brother, would you like a drink?" The man who spoke had affectionate eyes and a romantic look.

Ning Zhi put down his wine glass impatiently and changed his seat.

Were these people aroused after a few drinks, or did they have the word "P" written on their foreheads? One after another, they were staring at him like flies.

Fuck, that’s annoying.

"roll."

Wow, what kind of mouth is this? You even know what he wants to say.

Ning Zhi supported his forehead and looked over, and saw that the young man was broad-statured, his skin was cold and fair against the black windbreaker, his facial features were handsome and delicate, revealing the unique handsomeness of a young man.

Who else could it be if not that bastard Mu Sheng?

"How do you know I'm here?" Ning Zhi handed him a glass of wine.

Mu Sheng didn't answer, and the next second there was a shoe print on his pants.

"Brother will teach you how to drink." Ning Zhi hooked his neck and pulled him to his side.

Mu Sheng let him hold him in his arms, his eyes as dark as ink.

"It's not a good wine that doesn't require careful tasting. Listen to me and drink it in one gulp."

The wine went down my throat, spicy and bitter, and then slid into my stomach, starting a fire.

Mu Sheng frowned slightly and pushed Ning Zhi's hand away.

Ning Zhi laughed and drank the rest of the wine in the glass.

A few drops of wine slid from his lips, sank into his half-open collar and disappeared.

Mu Sheng looked away, picked up the bottle and refilled his drink.

He poured cup after cup, and Ning Zhi drank cup after cup.

After a while, there were a few empty bottles on the table.

A drunk young man also fell on Mu Sheng's shoulder.

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

Ning Zhi snorted and picked up the wine glass again.

There was no wine in the glass, so he snorted at Mu Sheng again.

Mu Sheng obediently filled the glass with wine, but Ning Zhi found nothing. "Give it to me."

"Brother, have you ever fed others wine like this?" Mu Sheng drank the whole glass of wine in front of him, and then filled it up again and put it to his lips, "Or have you only fed it to me?"

Ning Zhicai lowered his head and took a sip, and the wine glass disappeared.

Mu Sheng half-lowered his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp from the place where he had drunk before.

That's what he drank...

Ning Zhi shook his head, feeling something was wrong.

What did the kid ask him just now? What about feeding him wine? Did he want him to feed him wine?

Mu Sheng didn't expect the drunk Ning Zhi to reply, so he poured himself another glass as if to drown his sorrows. Just as he was about to bring it to his lips, his arm was pulled down, and all the wine spilled on his body.

But he still got the drink.

As soon as their cold lips touched, the spicy and slightly bitter wine flowed over them.

His chin was lifted and he was forced to swallow.

The softness faded away, and Mu Sheng looked at the man's lips, his eyes becoming darker.

But the instigator didn't think anything was wrong and looked at him with misty eyes, "Do you want more?"

Mu Sheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly. He stared at him for a moment before looking away and downing the wine in the bottle in one gulp.

"Okay," Ning Zhi applauded, the corners of his mouth raised, "Just drink it like this."

Mu Sheng stood up suddenly and said, "You are drunk. I will take you home."

Ning Zhi grabbed his wrist and said, "No, I won't reply." Then he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "There is a disobedient kid at home. It's annoying."

Mu Sheng frowned suddenly, turned around and pressed him down on the sofa, and said in a low voice: "Do you find me annoying?"

Ning Zhi took over the host position without trying to break free, "Who dislikes you?"

As she spoke, she unbuttoned two buttons, then took Mu Sheng's hand and put it around her waist.

Mu Sheng's eyes darkened, and he looked at him with a complex and dark look, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know." Ning Zhi lifted his chin and smiled.

Mu Sheng swallowed and looked a little dazed.

The next moment, he was pressed down on the sofa with his hands tied.

Ning Zhi tied the knot and stopped smiling, "If you dare to take advantage of your father, wait for your next life."

Mu Sheng was not angry even though his hands were tied. The darkness in his eyes faded away and became clear again. "Brother?"

Ning Zhi held his head and said coldly, "Who gave you the guts to call me brother?"

Mu Sheng's mouth corners gradually rose. Ning Zhi didn't even recognize him. It seemed that he was not awake yet.

"Brother, untie the rope for me first. They are all watching."

Although everyone in the bar was having fun, no one had ever seen anyone playing like this in public, even using ropes.

Ning Zhi was feeling dizzy and seeing double images. He glanced at him impatiently and said, "A disobedient dog should be tied up."

Mu Sheng coaxed him softly, "Brother, it's better to train the dog after closing the door. Can you take me home first?"

Ning Zhi shook his head and finally looked him in the eye. "Why do you look so much like that kid? Did you steal his face?"

Mu Sheng's face fell into his hands and was deformed.

The young man who was eating melons nearby excitedly poked his friend next to him, "You touched me, so I said he was older. I'm willing to admit defeat, V-sign me 50 now."

"Wait a little longer, I'm not going to give you a hundred."

Mu Sheng let him ravage him, and he didn't even dodge until his face turned red.

"You're so shameless that I can't even pull it off." Ning Zhi patted his face and gave up.

Mu Sheng took the initiative to bite the rope at hand, handed it to him, raised his head and smiled obediently, "Brother, take me home, okay?"

The rope in Ning's palm was wet, and when the cold wind blew, the coolness seeped into the palm of his hand.

I was half sober.

When he lowered his head, he saw Mu Sheng's hands were tied, his face red, and his eyes as clear as water.

What the hell!

Ning Zhi is now completely sober.

Looking around, the whole bar was filled with spectators.

What the hell!

"Go home." Being looked at like this by everyone, Ning Zhi felt his face burning. He didn't have time to untie the rope for Mu Sheng and just dragged him away.

A trace of regret flashed across Mu Sheng's brows, and he could only follow Ning Zhi.

Before leaving, she did not forget to look back at the man who had chatted with Ning Zhi, her eyes full of sinister threats.

"Fuck!"

The man was so frightened that his charm disappeared mostly.

The young man who made the bet laughed happily, "Come on, V me a hundred."

"I'm not sure. If you were right, you wouldn't have gone in smiling and come out crying last time."

"Fuck, you dug up my dark history just for a hundred bucks!"

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After returning home, Ning Zhi calmly untied the rope for Mu Sheng, told him to go to bed early, and went back to his room without changing his expression.

However, he couldn't hold it in anymore once the door was closed.

Help, what did he do?

He fed her wine and tied her up!

How come he's so talented at flirting?

As soon as I closed my eyes, I could see the baby's surprised eyes and the soft touch.

Damn it! Damn it!

Ning Zhi scratched his hair, feeling more and more embarrassed the more he thought about it. He took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Mu Sheng stood outside the door holding the rope, listening to the sound of water inside, and withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door.

Then he blinked and slowly touched his lips.

The feeling of touch is still there, but I don’t know when the next time will be.