Master Jin is as sweet as honey

On Chinese Valentine's Day, Jiang Sheng organized a game and invited a group of friends to participate.As Jiang Sheng's childhood friend, Zheng Jian was naturally included in the invitation list.

At the beginning of the dinner, Zheng Jian looked around and was dumbfounded.

All the people who were invited, whether they were serious or not, were all accompanied by companions, and none of them were single.Two by two leaning close to each other, it became more and more that Zheng Jian was alone.

"Young Master Zheng has been back to China for a while, why are you still alone?" A blind young man put his arms around his [-]th girlfriend and said, "Could it be that foreign girls are used to flirting and don't like local girls?" Out of stock?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes fell on Zheng Jian in unison, as if they were waiting for a good show.

Single dogs also have dignity, how can you let them laugh at you casually.

Not to be outdone, Zheng Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense, what's so good about foreign products, you'll just say fuckme when you call the bed, it's not exciting at all."

"Hey, it looks like Young Master Zheng has dated a lot of foreign girls. How about white and black girls?"

"What's so good about a foreign girl? My young master is a foreign man with strong bones. The back is extremely tight. It doesn't matter whether he is black or white, or colorful!" crooked.Let alone foreign men, he has never had sex with Chinese men. At the age of 24, he is a well-behaved little virgin who has never even been in love.

Jiang Sheng, who knew the truth, looked at Zheng Jian's intentional appearance of a leaf among thousands of flowers not touching his body, holding back his laughter in great pain, and took a few sips of wine to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

After dinner someone suggested to sing.Others are in pairs, Zheng Jian didn't want to join in the fun, but as soon as he said the words, he was rejected by his friends.

"Why, do you dislike my brothers and don't want to spend Qixi Festival with us?"

One sentence blocked Zheng Jian, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.As a result of hardening his head, Zheng Jian returned to a new round of abuse.

In the dining room just now, several couples just kissed in public, but now in the dimly lit KTV, those who can move their hands will never keep their mouths open.

Zheng Jian was stuck among a bunch of lovers, wishing he could raise his head and howl like a husky.

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"Help me order a song, the kind that requires couples to sing in duet."

Jiang Sheng's voice came from the right, Zheng Jian didn't even look at him, and said angrily, "Don't do it, just click on it yourself."

"Can I ask you to order some if I have time?" Jiang Sheng brought out tonight the little model he just hooked up with, and once he entered the KTV box, his hands never slipped out of her skirts, "Good boy , be obedient, and I will introduce the object to you later."

Zheng Jian snorted coldly, and said nonchalantly before getting up: "Who wants you to be a pimp, I'm not interested."

For a long period of time, the couple present sang all the love songs they could sing.Zheng Jian, who wanted to sing, couldn't join the queue at all. His song was either cut off by someone, or sang by a couple dog, so that he couldn't do anything except drink, which was quite miserable.

After drinking for three rounds, the lonely Zheng Jian hugged two empty wine bottles, hiccupped and clapped: "Okay! One more song!"

Jiang Sheng pushed his glasses that were about to slip off the bridge of his nose and said, "Sing your sister, the show is over."

"I want to listen to Little Apple! You are my little, little Apple...ah! Why are you beating me!" Zheng Jian dropped the bottle, hugged his head and yelled, his eyes wide open and he got angry at Jiang Sheng, "Jiang Gousheng You are going to die, be careful, I will tell your dad that you are playing little star again."

Jiang Sheng's face was dark: "Call me a dog again, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't even know you."

Zheng Jian looked proud: "No, my mother said she would recognize me even if I turned into ashes."

Jiang Sheng: "..."

Zheng Jian was completely drunk, Jiang Sheng had nothing to do with him, it would be unreasonable to reason with him at this time, maybe it would make sense to play tricks on him.

For his own sake, Jiang Sheng temporarily left the little model aside and asked her to go to the hotel to wait for him.

It took another half an hour, and the spring night was so short, Jiang Sheng really didn't have the patience to waste time here with Zheng Jian.

Grabbing Zheng Jian's hand, he was about to use forceful means to get him away. Unexpectedly, the drunk man vented his anger. Seeing that Zheng Jian's butt was about to leave the sofa, he fell back into the sofa in the blink of an eye. .The body slowly slid down the edge of the sofa, muttering in his mouth: "It's amazing to have a partner. Oh, it's amazing."

Jiang Sheng's feet were unsteady, and he threw himself forward. He was fine, and his glasses, which had been shaky since just now, slipped from his face. Zheng Jian turned over, okay, and there was a click in the air in the next second.

"My glasses!"

Probably because the glasses were uncomfortable, Zheng Jian turned to the other side, and the song in his mouth changed from the little apple to the most dazzling national style, singing "Stay! Stay!" and twisted his hands with movements.

Poor glasses, the lens on one side is broken into slag, leaving only a frame, and countless cracks on the other side.Jiang Sheng tried it on and saw that everything was full of flowers, like a kaleidoscope, so he had to take off the glasses, put them in his pocket, and look at this hazy world with his naked eyes at five hundred degrees.

The little model was waiting anxiously at the hotel, so he called to remind her. Jiang Sheng lost all patience, took a deep breath, and dragged Zheng Jian up.

Zheng Jian leaned on his shoulder and said coquettishly: "Don't go, don't go, you sing with me."

Jiang Sheng dragged the person out with all his strength: "Accompany you as a grandma, I'm not single."

"I am! We're still young, and you haven't even solved your personal problems." Zheng Jian became angrier the more he spoke, and he opened his mouth to bite wherever he caught.

Jiang Sheng groaned in pain, never seen such a snarky person: "Oh! Let me go, who said just now that I don't need to be a pimp."

With a flushed face, Zheng Jian asked drunkenly, "Who said that? It wasn't me anyway!"

"The dog said it?"

"Yes! It's a dog. Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Jiang Sheng was almost laughed angrily by Zheng Jian: "What kind of person are you looking for?" He is the prince of Shuoxing Media Co., Ltd., and there are countless stars in the company. But Zheng Jian has an unusual relationship with him, and it is also considered a meritorious service to make this little virgin get out of his virginity earlier.

Zheng Jian thought about it seriously for a while, and Jiang Sheng stuffed him into the front of the car, took his arm and poured beans: "I want to do laundry, cooking, tidying up the room and warming the bed at home. I have a good temper, and my body is soft and easy to push down. Don't be crying and sticky, show up when you need him, and don't bother me when you don't want him! Don't be too popular, easy to be photographed, I want a small star! Did you hear me, I want a small! Ming! Star!"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "I heard, male and female?"

"It's all right, you know, my young master, huh huh huh, fight the world with a silver gun!"

The little virgin is still fighting the world alone, and it's almost the same as fighting fingers.Jiang Sheng laughed at him in his heart, but he didn't say, "When do you want it?"

"The sooner the better!"

"Okay, you just wait." Jiang Sheng slammed the car door, rubbed his palms, and went straight to the hotel with the silver gun under his crotch.

Zheng Jian was woken up by the sound of the doorbell. The hangover made him have a splitting headache, and he finally got out of bed.

There was a strange man outside the door, with a slender figure, broad shoulders, and a handsome appearance.Wearing a plain white shirt and black suit pants, it looks a bit like an interview.

Zheng Jian pressed his temple, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The corner of the man's mouth raised a little, and he smiled slightly: "Hello, Mr. Zheng, my name is Bai Shuning, and I'm your foster object."

Zheng Jian quickly switched to a dazed state: "You, what are you talking about?"