legal cohabitation

Lu Qian couldn't help but force his teeth, and bit the shredded tobacco out of the cigarette holder, and he took a step on his hind legs.

Sneered: "What a coincidence, brother."

He Peng sneered: "Coincidental."

Lu Qian secretly had a bad idea, and was about to run away, but He Peng grabbed the sweater hat with one hand and dragged him to the dark stairwell within a few steps.

"A minor coming to a bar?"

Lu Qian was forced to lean against the wall, neither advancing nor retreating, simply lowered his head in grief: "I was wrong, I will go back now."

However, He Peng watched him grow up, so he was not so easily fooled, and immediately slapped him on the back of the head.

At such a young age, Lu Qian has never been beaten so purely. He didn't react for a while, and subconsciously replied: "Without school uniform, they can't tell that they are underage."

Not everyone has to check ID.

"Still smoking!" He Peng scolded.

Lu Qian quickly threw the cigarette in his hand, stomped it out, and had a very good attitude of admitting his mistake.

"Who did you come with?" He Peng asked

"Student." Lu Qian replied.

The lights in the stairwell were not turned on, but the door was open, and the dim light outside broke the silence. This kind of light was somewhat erotic, and it also added the drama of being stuck in a corner.

He Peng stared at Lu Qian gloomily for a while, and then someone asked behind him.

"Do you need help?"

This question is obviously not for He Peng. According to his stature, he is one size bigger than Lu Qian. He aggressively pushes people against the wall. The light falls on Lu Qian's delicate and overly delicate face, which can easily make people think. .

While it's not gay, there's no shortage of gays who come to have fun.

I guess he thought Lu Qian was in trouble.

Lu Qian laughed lowly, poked his head out and said to the man, "No need."

Immediately, taking advantage of He Peng's gap of looking back, he grabbed his wrist, bent his knees and pressed against the hollow of his leg, turned around and changed positions suddenly, and pressed He Peng against the wall.

The light cut He Peng's sharp facial features clearly, and also illuminated the thin anger in his eyes, but most of them were scattered by Lu Qian's sudden movement.

The person outside was shocked just now, and realized that this was not a matter of bullying, but probably some kind of sour interest between lovers.

Shaking his head, he turned and left.

Lu Qian smelled the bitter smell of smoke on the man's body, like the last remnant on a soft sweater, not strong, but lingering and secretive, and the scent of female perfume that he didn't know where it came from also wafted away.

Lu Qian frowned, leaned close to him and sniffed, and resisted the feeling of wanting to sneeze: "What strange smell?"

He Peng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and waved away Lu Qian's hand clasped on his wrist bone: "What are you doing?"

Lu Qian shrugged: "Just now that person thought we were a couple. I couldn't stand being seen as the bottom one, so I changed places with you."

"What are you talking about!" He Peng's expression darkened.

Lu Qian shut his mouth tightly.

He Peng stared at him for a while, then fidgeted out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. He had just turned on the lighter and hadn't lit the cigarette yet.

Lu Qian approached without warning, a circle of fire was imprinted in his pupils, as bright as gushing magma, and an orange light was pulled out at the end of his eyes, and the extremely lethal peach blossoms flew out carelessly.

He Peng was unprepared, he just felt stung by his eyes.

He watched the young man open his mouth, lightly bite the cigarette in his mouth with his teeth, his eyes were so bright that all confusion was eliminated, and when his teeth were loosened, Lu Qian easily snatched his cigarette.

in that way.

But he did it with ease and ease.

Lu Qian took the cigarette between his fingers, twirled it lazily, and threw it into the trash can: "If you don't give me a cigarette, you will still smoke."

He breathed on him again, full of residual tobacco smell, as if deliberately provocative, then stretched out his index finger and pointed He Peng's shoulder: "You can't control me, Mr. He Peng."

After all, Lu Qian stood up straight again unhurriedly, turned and left.

He Peng didn't hold him back until he disappeared from sight again.

A drop of sweat gathered on his chin in an instant, and then dripped into his clothes. There was a gloomy light in his eyes.

It's only been a few months since he came back last time, but Lu Qian seems to have changed from Wukong, who was still considered a dharma name, to a hairy monkey who has no rules in the world.

Really... even dare to flirt with him.

***

He Peng discovered that his sexual orientation was different from ordinary people when he was in high school.

It was also a chance. At that time, there was a group for the boys in the class, called the resource sharing group, which included all kinds of answers, as well as... movies.

Once I didn't know who sent a compressed file, but I was laughed at because there was a video of two men in it.

Someone in the group recorded the screen and posted it to the group. He Peng accidentally clicked on it and saw it. Only then did he realize that he was not completely unresponsive to these things.

He has always been rigorous in self-discipline, and he has the calmness of an adult in high school. He has always been the number one in that key high school, and he has a thorough plan for every step in the future.

This episode didn't last long in his heart, just like accepting that he didn't like fish, he accepted that he didn't like girls.

I also taught a few boyfriends in college, but I always felt that something was close, and each time we talked for a month or two before breaking up.

***

He looked down at the cigarette that had been thrown into the trash can, and stood there for a few seconds, ignoring the raised pulsation of the skin on the back of his neck, and the calmness in his eyes regained its unwavering calm before he stepped out.

This time, He Peng realized more clearly that he really couldn't control Lu Qian.

If you want to continue to manage, you will fall into it.

***

"Brother Lu, why have you been away for so long?" Yu Ci asked.

Lu Qian grinned back: "I pissed."

Cao Yue stood up to make way for him, but Lu Qian pressed his shoulder back and said, "It's okay, I'll just sit outside."

So Cao Yue sat down a little.

Lu Qian took a sip of the wine. The wine he called for the boy had a dry taste and a smell of burnt smoke, which happened to be very similar to the cigarette He Peng smoked.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that a table of people in the corner had already stood up. He Peng shook hands with each other with documents in his hand, and it seemed that it was over.

That's right, come to the bar to talk about work.

He twisted the wine glass and shook it, watching the brown-red liquid stick to the wall of the glass, and raised his eyes again, just in time to meet He Peng's gaze.

In the flickering light, He Peng turned sideways and said a few words to the people around him, then walked directly towards Lu Qian.

Lu Qian didn't move, and didn't intend to run away. He narrowly won a round in the confrontation just now, and now he is full of fighting spirit.

He propped his elbows on the table, leaned forward, and waited for He Peng to come over amidst the clamor.

However, he just stood still in front of him and looked down at him without showing any expression of displeasure.

"I'm going back first. I only have one room key. Call me when the time comes, and I'll open the door for you."

"……Oh."

Lu Qian was a little baffled, and looked at He Peng in disbelief, and the latter just left.

"Hey, who is it?" Tong Yang blinked, "So handsome."

Lu Qian rolled his eyes: "My brother."

"Brother? Didn't I hear you say you have a brother?" Yu Ci interjected.

"No, I just lived there recently." Lu Qian said simply.

I couldn't figure out what He Peng was thinking, it was like punching cotton.

boring.

Tong Yang leaned forward: "Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

"What? Do you like it?" Lu Qian glanced at her.

"Isn't that handsome? My male god, he's too good at learning. If he doesn't move, he can change his target." Tong Yang joked.

Lu Qian snorted and propped his chin with his fingertips: "My brother, that's a true student master. He never won No.2 in No. [-] middle school, a B major."

The high school they are studying is No. [-] Middle School, which is only a dozen points higher than the Pugao Line, and No. [-] Middle School is the key point among key middle schools.

Tong Yang said "Qi", so he gave up this horrible idea, and added: "Then he doesn't care about you?"

Lu Qian raised his head and took a sip of wine, but ignored him.

"Fuck!" Yu Ci suddenly cursed, "Lu Qian, look, is it those grandchildren!"

Lu Qian raised his eyes and followed his fingers.

Sure enough, he saw two eye-catching heads, one white and one yellow, surrounded by a circle of shabby-looking younger brothers.

"Yes." Lu Qian's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the original ambiguity that seemed to be provocative instantly dissipated.

When Lu Qian and a group of friends went to KTV to play, they met this group of gangsters. At that time, they took the opportunity to drug Lu Qian's wine, but Lu Qian found out that he just pinched the man's mouth and forced it down.