stupid dirty romance

Zhanla Valarilo grew up in France, and he was more or less loose and absurd in his bones. When he saw him, he could easily think of the luxurious night life in Paris. When he saw those people drinking, dancing and singing, there was a long stick in his finger. The long smoke, puffing clouds and mist can't hide the sexiness and romance in the expression.

Yin Yu is not a type that can accept all kinds of people. In fact, he is a hard and stubborn existence inside him. This is so contrary to everything he does that it is unimaginable. It's not approved, just like his repulsion and aversion to same-sex behavior at the beginning, but in fact you have to accept it, even if you don't really accept it.

I've heard of using softness to overcome rigidity, but now he is doing the same thing, which is too weird.

Zhan La looked a bit of mixed race, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly asked: "Do you like cigars?"

"I like opium." Yin Yu said with a straight face. Damn it, of course he also likes cigars, but this kid's thinking circuit is not too strange. Chatting with this kind of person is really tiring. Now he suddenly understands Xia The police officer was irritated by him.

"Speaking of which, how is your family?" Zhan Lak asked, "I heard Ye Sou dropped a bomb on your house?" His tone didn't show concern or apology, but seemed to wish to hear some sad news, etc. As if gloating, Nujin's temper was really good, like a ball of cotton.

But in fact, it is a Mianli needle.

"Everything is fine, thank you for your concern." Little red guy!

"Are people like you as rigid as you?" Zhan Lai glanced at the opposite person meaningfully, and put his hand into the clothes of the person sitting quietly next to him without hesitation, causing a burst of laughter. Then it became squeaky.

"Which kind of people are we?" Yin Yu also smiled, and glanced at the people beside him, then stopped smiling, and made a stop gesture to the person who was about to approach: "NO."

"It's really boring." Zhan La curled his lips and pulled his hand out.

"Your brother definitely doesn't think so." Yin Yu shook his head and said, "His current situation is not optimistic. You'd better give us an answer now. I'm not here to ask you this time."

"Then—" Zhanla drew his voice, stood up, walked to Nu Jin, and looked down at him, "Okay."

"But I have one condition."

With a frown, Yin Yu laughed after hearing the condition, what the hell is going on!

The bar on the basement floor is decorated in a Gothic style, with mirrors cut into sharp rectangles, dim rimmed chandeliers, dark red velvet sofas, a long lounge and a dark walnut bar. The slightly vulgar boxes in the boxing gym should feel too comfortable, harmonious and unique in style.

Xia Jun was sitting in the corner of the bar smoking. He had already drank his third glass of absinthe and smoked his sixth cigarette.He forgot to ask Yin Yu for a communication tool, and now he has to wait here. He doesn't know if there are people from Yin Yu in the dark here, but there should be...

No, maybe not.

He thought, and asked the bartender for his fourth glass of wine. There are as many as seventeen types of absinthe in this place, and since they are all here, he has to try it.

Absinthe was originally used as medicine. It was used as medicinal wine or sacrifice in ancient Greece and Rome. The French also used it to fight malaria. Many artists were addicted to it. It is said that drinking too much will cause hallucinations or even insanity. There is also a theory that absinthe has an aphrodisiac effect.

But Xia Jun didn't feel anything, only depressed.

He knew that Yin Yu was creating an illusion and setting up a situation, but now, that ethereal feeling wrapped around his neck again, and he felt that he was too harassed to think calmly.These recent events were undoubtedly a huge shock to him, he saw another side of Yin Yu and accepted it.

Whether he really accepted it, or had other thoughts in his heart, only he himself knows, and now he is suddenly a little afraid to go back, which means that their relationship has either undergone a qualitative change, or has gradually become dull, and plain to For Xia Jun, it means going to death with Yin Yu.

Or maybe he shouldn't be so pessimistic.Is it a good result only if they are scarred by each other in the fierce fight?

In fact, he was just as unprepared, let alone confident. Like Yin Yu, he didn't dare to expect too much.

What a pathetic dude.

Suddenly there was a discordant voice at the other end of the bar that broke the quiet atmosphere here. Xia Jun looked over like the other guests. Someone was making trouble. It looked like... Mafia members.

After waiting for a long time, no one stopped him, let alone the security guard. Xia Jun was feeling bored, but suddenly he heard a girl's voice, and it was a Chinese. He left his seat, walked over quickly, and found the girl It turned out that she was about to be forcibly pulled away, and she was struggling and calling for help. The cry just now came after she bit the hand of the man covering her mouth.

Without hesitation, Xia Jun rushed forward to stop the group of people from continuing to pull the girl, but he was pushed, shoved, pointed at the nose and scolded. He punched it out, and the quiet bar suddenly fell into a scuffle.

Hitting the bar, Xia Jun spat bloody saliva, took out a knuckle from his pocket, jumped up, and hit the leader of these people on the head. Before he left the hotel, he didn't even think about bringing this What to do when things come out, now I understand.

The girl stood stunned, and then came to her senses and was about to run out. Xia Jun kicked her three meters away by herself and smashed the wine cabinet.

"Who are you!"

"I'm your old man!"

Ten minutes later, Xia Jun realized his impulsiveness when he saw the people lying on the ground.He looked around, slipped out from the fire escape behind the bar, and returned to the hotel lobby after a long circle. Before he even got on the elevator, he was surrounded by several people in black suits.

"Sir, come with us!"

In the living room of a luxurious suite, a man wearing a royal blue silk shirt with a wide neckline is holding a handful of exaggerated guns. Binukin's Walther with gold embossing is almost The man has a slightly too avant-garde hairstyle, the highlighted golden brown and long slanted bangs, as well as the shaved sideburns and the back of his head remind Xia Jun of the young and Dangerous boy in old movies, handsome On the other hand, there has never been a normal expression on the wild face since the meeting, and the nervousness in the eyes cannot be concealed.

The man's sitting posture was as arrogant and unruly as he himself, with black leather pants wrapped around his overly slender legs, swaying casually, Xia Jun was a little dazzled looking at the silver chain around the man's neck.

"You are very arrogant!" The man pointed his gun at his head.

Boss, you are arrogant enough.Xia Jun stood at a distance from the man's unwillingness, rolled his eyes in his heart, and felt that he should go back to work as soon as possible.

Yin Yu's walking posture was a bit strange for a while, as if he had a cramp. While changing his clothes, he glanced at Zhan La, who was stuck on the sofa, holding back his laughter, gritted his teeth, and decided not to do anything.

After he buttoned his shirt and arranged everything, he turned around and saw Zhan Le's face that quickly became extremely righteous, curled his lips, and walked out of the suite.

Little red guy!

He wanted to go back to his hotel right away, but when he got downstairs, he was notified that something had happened to Xia Jun.