Fall in love with the little milk wolf

In Han Ji's shop, the style of painting is very different between day and night.

During the day, the years are quiet and good, and at night, punk is immortal.

In the middle of the stage, a cool and handsome boy wearing big headphones was playing discs with exaggerated movements. The dance floor was full of young men and women, shaking their bodies up and down with the deafening music rhythm.

Han Ji looked away from a pair of boys closest to the bar who were hugging and kissing as if no one else was around. He pulled the corners of his lips, leaned lazily on the edge of the bar and lit a cigarette.

Qin Ye casually glanced over there, carefully watching Han Ji's expression, "Boss Han, do you want to come back out of the rivers and lakes too?"

Han Ji didn't realize it for a while, he tilted his head and puffed out his cigarette, before asking, "What?"

"Go up and play a few songs when your hands are itchy," Qin Ye said hurriedly, "It's in my own store anyway, not to mention it's been so many years..."

Han Ji frowned, understood what Qin Ye was saying, and smiled lazily again, "No, you're thinking about it, I'm not watching DJing."

Qin Ye smacked his lips, showing a distrustful expression of "I don't know you yet".

Han Ji was at a loss for words, so he had to lift his chin in the direction he was looking at just now, "I was looking at those two little boys."

In such a short period of time, the two of them were no longer satisfied with a simple kiss, and could clearly see that one of them's hands had penetrated into the hem of the other's clothes.

Qin Ye looked at the past, smiled, and said clearly, "So Boss Han is a glutton, isn't it easy? There are a lot of Shuai 1 who stay here every day just begging you to sleep."

For some reason, the moment he heard these words, what appeared in Han Ji's mind was Gu Shifeng's appearance when he called him "brother" with red ears.

As expected of Qin Ye, who had been playing with Han Ji since childhood, he immediately "fucked" when he saw Han Ji's expression, "Boss Han, don't tell me you miss that kid Gu Shifeng again?"

Han Ji took another puff of his cigarette, turned his head and glanced at him, noncommittal.

"As expected of you!" Qin Ye gave a thumbs up, "He does everything like this, he is cruel to others, and he is even more cruel to himself. I don't believe you can't see how much he wants to stay tonight."

Han Ji answered the question in a nonchalant tone, "He said he would stay two days a week, and I agreed."

"That's right," Qin Ye also lit a cigarette, and sighed, "You did agree, but you fucking gave someone an additional condition, what's the matter, the set that was on the negotiating table before has to be kept until now. ?"

Han Ji was not the owner of a coffee shop or a nightclub before, of course, not all of them now.

Opening this store can only be said to be a pastime for him.

How Han Ji dealt with people in the mall back then, even if Qin Ye had not seen it with his own eyes every time, he had heard about it.

Most of the industry's evaluations of Han Ji are "hard attitude, rich skills, and unyielding".

Just like what I did with Gu Shifeng at noon today.

After forcing the other party to lower their demands step by step, he was finally willing to let go, and had to add another condition.

Gu Shifeng said that he wanted to stay two days a week, and Han Ji did agree, but he made it clear that he was only allowed to stay on weekdays, weekends were not included.

As it happens, today is Saturday.

"I didn't mean that," Han Ji threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and explained lightly, "There are so many people on weekends, it's a mess, what do you want him to do?"

"Okay, okay," Qin Ye curled his lips, "Boss Han, you are right, my mother is going to catch men, so you can just hang out here!"

Han Ji scolded with a smile, "Hurry up and get out."

Qin Ye said to get lost, and quickly squeezed a glass of wine and shook it to the booth.

Han Ji smiled and looked away, only to find a strange man standing in front of him.

The man had his head back, and a black shirt with the neckline open to his chest.

It seems that his age is similar to his own, but his appearance is more evil than his own.

Han Ji gave a "tsk" in his heart. It seems that what Qin Ye said was not accurate enough. There are not only 1's who want to sleep with him, but also 1's who are willing to be 0's for "love"!

Tapping twice on the bar with his fingertips, Han Ji raised his eyebrows, "What would you like to drink, sir?"

"Give me one—" the man looked at Han Ji with a smile, paused deliberately, and then continued, "SweetHoney."

Han Ji had heard the voice of his words, but deliberately pretended not to hear, the smile on his lips remained the same, he should be polite and alienated, "Sorry, we don't have this wine in the store."

"I don't drink," the man put his arms on the bar, approached with a smile, and lowered his voice, "I mean you, SweetHoney."

Han Ji took half a step back, distanced himself from the man, and made a regretful expression, "That's really embarrassing, I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want."

The smile on the man's face froze, and he asked bluntly, "Don't think about it anymore?"

Han Ji looked back at him, without blinking or avoiding his eyes, and spit out a word: "No."

The man shrugged his shoulders, took a step back, and sighed in a low voice, "Boss Han lives up to his reputation, it's really hard to handle."

Han Ji pretended not to hear, lowered his head and poured himself a glass of whiskey, picked up two ice cubes and threw it in, picked it up and took a sip. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the man had gone away.

Qin Ye wandered back holding the empty wine glass, his gaze flicked over the man's back, and he said "Tsk", "Another frustrated man who prostrates himself under Boss Han's suit pants, but can't get what he wants!"

Han Ji glanced at him sideways, filled up the wine for him, and said concisely, "Drink."

The implication - shut your mouth, talk less and talk more.

But obviously, wine can't stop Qin Ye's mouth.

Qin Ye drank half a cup in one breath, and continued to gossip, "Why don't you want to? I've seen that guy before, he has a very straight nose."

Han Ji disliked it, "Is this all you want to see?"

"Bad," Qin Ye drank two more sips of wine, "Not only that, I just saw that he has a good figure and appearance, and playing OneNightStand is not a loss."

"Not interested," Han Ji said in a cold tone, simply summarizing, "Too greasy."

"Oh, I forgot, you like someone who is younger than you recently," Qin Ye showed an expression of "enlightenment", his eyes quickly swept across the booth dance floor, and finally fixed on the edge of a booth not far away, and raised his chin , "What do you think of that? I've seen it once before."

Han Ji looked over and saw a boy sitting on the back of the sofa. He was very young. At first glance, he seemed out of place in this noisy night scene. His whole body exuded a sunny and clean smell.

The boy seemed to have noticed his gaze, looked up and smiled generously.

"How is it?" Qin Ye laughed and bumped Han Ji's elbow, "Does this suit your taste?"

Han Ji didn't respond to the smile, looked away, shook his head, "That's it."

He wasn't pretending to be calm, on the contrary, Han Ji had always been very honest on such issues, and he would go with what he liked.

Because of this, Qin Ye knew that Han Ji's reaction was that he was really not interested.

Qin Ye was shocked, "Boss Han, you have such a bad taste now."

Han Ji didn't answer, but when he remembered something, he tilted his head and asked, "You said you've seen him before?"

"Yeah, just two months ago in LB," Qin Ye put the empty wine glass on the bar and asked Han Ji, "He came over to share the table with us and stared at you all the time, don't you remember?"

LB is different from Han Ji's own nightclub, this one he opened is just an ordinary nightclub, there are quite a few boys and girls here, but LB is a famous gay bar in Haicheng.

Han Ji is usually dragged by Qin Ye to play, but he hasn't been there in the past two months.

After recalling it for a while, Han Ji managed to get some impressions. He nodded, "It seems to be the case."

But he didn't like his younger brother's money at the time, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Qin Ye looked at his indifferent appearance from the side, puzzled, and muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be, I see that this brother is no worse than Gu Shifeng."

Hearing some three words in it, Han Ji curled up his fingers holding the wine glass slightly, and he took a big gulp of wine with his head bowed as if trying to cover it up.

As soon as he put down the wine glass, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice, Han Ji's heart skipped a beat, as if he had sensed it, he hurriedly took it out to have a look.

Sure enough, a series of messages popped up on WeChat——

Big Dog Hook: Brother, what are you doing?

Big Dog Hook: Have you been drinking?

Big Dog Hook: Brother, I forgot to tell you before I left. I left a carton of milk in the wine cabinet on the far right. You can warm it up and drink it.

Big Dog Hook: Brother, I miss you so much.

The corners of Han Ji's lips twitched unconsciously. He was about to reply when Qin Ye yelled, "My God, Boss Han, what are you looking at, and you are smiling so affectionately!"

Han Ji paused with his fingers, touched the corner of his lips subconsciously, then turned to look at Qin Ye, "Is there any?"

"Don't touch it," Qin Ye leaned over to look, "How about I find you a mirror to take a picture?"

Han Ji ignored him, and didn't cover the phone screen. Instead, he showed Qin Ye generously and instructed, "You're done? Go to the wine cabinet on the far right and get me some milk."

Qin Ye's eyes widened, and he exaggeratedly raised his hand to touch Han Ji's forehead, "Boss Han, how much ecstasy soup have you been fed by this kid?!"

Han Ji has been in the wine market for many years, he may have drank more wine than water when he grew up so big, and now he wants to drink milk in the night market!

"You talk a lot," Han Ji hurried away, "Hurry up and get it."

Qin Ye shook his head and sighed, "The world has changed", and turned to get milk for Han Ji.

Han Ji heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head, read the message sent by Gu Shifeng word by word, and replied with a smile:

Brother, did you forget to tell me before you left, or did you not tell me on purpose?

If you don't say anything on purpose, can't you use this as an excuse to send him a message?

Of course, Han Ji didn't really think so, he said this purely to tease Gu Shifeng.

Back there in seconds——

Big Dog Hook: Brother, I really forgot.

Han Ji smiled again, and was about to reply when another popped up——

Big Dog Hook: Brother, I want to send you a message, I won’t make excuses, I will tell you directly, I miss you very much.

Han Ji froze, couldn't help grinding his teeth, and said something rough in a low voice, the straight ball of the big dog is always caught off guard, who the hell is teasing whom?

Qin Ye took the milk and thoughtfully put it in the microwave for 1 minute.

Han Ji took it over, said "thank you", then tore open the package and took a sip. After thinking about it, he turned on the camera function, took a picture of holding the milk carton, and sent it to Gu Shifeng:

I drank the milk, don't worry, I didn't drink much wine.

There is still seconds back——

Big Dog Hook: Brother, I am so envious of milk, which can be held in your palm.

Han Ji burst into laughter, what kind of earthy love talk is this!

The two chatted for a few more words, seeing that it was getting late, Han Ji urged Gu Shifeng to sleep, and just as he sent a "good night", a shadow cast before his eyes.

Han Ji threw the lock screen of the phone back into his pocket before looking up.

Coincidentally, it was the boy Qin Ye showed him just now.

The boy's eyes fell on the milk box in Han Ji's hand for a moment, and his expression became a little exciting.

Han Ji explained perfunctorily, "Nourishing the stomach."

Probably pulled back to his senses by his voice, the boy suddenly looked away, raised his eyes slightly to look at Han Ji, and smiled shyly, "Brother, I want to ask, is there a charge for refills?"

Qin Ye refilled himself with wine very consciously, and shook the wine glass to the booth.

Only Han Ji and the boy were left in front of the bar. Han Ji looked at the boy, then at the empty wine glass in his hand, and finally nodded in a very official way, "The fee is [-]% off the original price."

Han Ji is not short of money, he will not pay attention to the money for half a glass of wine. If it was in the past, he would have joked casually, such as "You are so good-looking, so you don't charge for it", but this time ...

This time, Han Ji's eyes fell on the milk carton unconsciously again. After a long while, he smiled inexplicably. Probably what Qin Ye said was right, he was indeed given the ecstasy soup, otherwise why would he feel that he was facing someone else? Even the jokes are out of flavor.