he has a clean freak

There is a very long and tall mirror on the wall over there.In front of the mirror, a white person is dancing alone, with graceful steps.Rather than saying that he is dancing, it is better to say that he is posing in slow motion, staring at his every movement and demeanor in the mirror, and making adjustments slowly and meticulously.

Narcissus, who is like a beautiful young man facing the water, is fascinated by his own reflection in the water, and the sand and dust are not tolerated.

Yan Wangxiao supported the bar with his elbows, pinched his temples, and eased the sudden pain and irritability in his head.He put his hand into his coat pocket and found nothing, only to remember that he had finished smoking on the third floor.I asked the bartender for a glass of the lowest alcohol, wrapped it in a clean white tissue, and held it between my fingers.

He also counted the ups and downs of the entertainment industry for three years, and he had a brief understanding of the promising stars in the industry in his spare time.He remembered that Liang Songying liked purple the most, and liked to wear white clothes the most, like a proud little prince, waiting wholeheartedly to kiss and wake up his princess - the award for the most popular male singer No.1.However, he debuted for five years, and every year, he is No.3, and he is almost 30 years old, his youth is no longer, and his creative inspiration is gradually drying up.

Hero's end.

The beauty is late.

Liang Songying stopped her movements, looked at it quietly in front of the mirror for a while, then turned and walked across the dance floor, her face seemed a bit gloomy to Yan Wangxiao.He sat down at the corner of the bar, asked the handsome bartender for a glass of wine, then lay down on the table with his head resting on his arms, raised his head slightly when he got the wine, and took a lazy sip.

Sometimes I close my eyes, as if falling asleep.

The lights seldom turn to the corners. If you don't look carefully, you may not be able to see that there is a person there.Therefore, no one can easily see his loneliness.

Yan Wangxiao went over and patted Liang Songying on the shoulder.Liang Songying was still lying on her stomach, she only turned her head and opened her eyes wide to identify who came. "Oh, it's you, Second Young Master." Then he turned back and took a sip of wine.

Liang Song called him Second Young Master like others, and Yan Wangxiao responded, "Alone?"

Liang Songying let out a "huh".

"Break in love? Like that Sister Fu?" Yan Wangxiao probed.

Liang Songying shook her head, this time she didn't turn her head around and didn't make a sound.

"Do you want to hear me tell a story? I fell out of love yesterday. My ex-girlfriend is Li Hui. I have been dating her for a month. I like her very much, and she loves me very much." Yan Wangxiao began to talk about his love story, "She is not in the circle. She is a white-collar worker in a company and works as an accountant. Her parents are university professors, from a scholarly family, and she is traditional and conservative. She is very clingy to me. She calls me every day and asks me to have dinner together. We go to the park, watch movies, listen to operas, and I went to the amusement park. We spent every happy weekend together. But I was young and energetic and wanted to fuck, but I hinted to no avail many times. Yesterday, I broke the boat and asked her to meet in an empty office, and teased her with sweet words. The upper and lower hands are ambiguous, the bottom is hard, and the clothes are about to take off. At such a critical moment, she suddenly slapped me and scolded me for misreading you! Let's break up. Let's break up like this. "

The tone at the end is very sad.

"How strange the relationship is. The day before, I was smacking it up, but yesterday it was slapped and slapped. Alas. A simple person like me can't understand the delicate thoughts of girls."

The more Yan Wangxiao talked, the more he felt that his love life was bumpy.

Liang Songying was motionless at first, but now she got up, rubbed her head, and said, "Second Young Master... want to talk to me?"

"One slap is enough for two people to slap. I want to talk, but I have to cooperate with you to have a talk. Otherwise, it will become a unilateral pouring of bitter water, and you won't be drowned?"

Liang Songying smiled, "Second Young Master, please help me, and hold me high."

"Okay, I'm talkative, kind, and soft-hearted." Yan Wangxiao took the good card by himself with a kind face.

Liang Songying let out a "ha" laugh, but suddenly became very interested in talking.I heard that the two young masters of the Yan family were romantically involved, each relationship lasted for a month, and each time ended in being dumped, and there were both men and women who broke up.On the other hand, the second youngest who was dumped, ate as usual as usual, had fun and acted well, and greeted people with a smile, without any sadness.Colleagues and fans praised him for his strong face and smile, and he quickly cheered up!Thousands of comforts are like tides.

Jiang Xuesu once discussed with him that there must be demons when things go wrong.

Liang Songying was so tickled, as if she could catch Yan Wangxiao's Fairy Tail by saying a few more clichés.

"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance, I invite the second young master to have a drink." Liang Songying called the handsome bartender, "Boss Ricky Xiao, let me introduce someone to you, the one next to me, the famous second young master Yan Wangxiao, is him. "

Boss Xiao came over, "Second Young Master, Hello, Xiao Ting."

"Hello," Yan Wangxiao was taken aback, "Are you the owner of this bar? I really don't know Taishan, but I asked the boss to make milk tea for me, and it was super delicious."

Xiao Ting originally had a serious face, but now his face turned pale, "Second Young Master, you are welcome, thank you."

"I should still be on Boss Xiao's welcome invitation list, huh?" Yan Wangxiao teased.

"Leave your contact information." Xiao Ting took out a pen and paper under the counter.

Yan Wangxiao wrote on the paper "swish" and pushed it over, asking, "When does Lan usually come? Is there an appointment next time?"

"It depends on your mood. The second young master wants someone to accompany you, but after a phone call, everyone flocks to him?" Liang Songying said, "Ricky is very good at bartending. He has a wonderful wine, which makes people drunk and dreamy. People drink it and enjoy all the happiness in their lives. Unhappy things are revolving around in my mind, and when I regained my senses, I realized that I was crying and began to forget the past. Er Shao try?"

"It seems to have fallen into the world of martial arts, but it's a pity that I'm not Ouyang Feng who fled far away in the desert," Yan Wangxiao declined with a smile, "The second young master in reality is not allowed to drink."

"Alcohol allergy?" Liang Songying was stunned.

"Wine, isn't it piercing intestines?"

Liang Songying looked regretful, and noticed Er Shao Yan's hand lying flat on the bar, squinted to look at it, and suddenly grabbed his hand, the sides of the index finger and middle finger were smoked into a deep yellow, "Second Young Master, don't you?" Alcoholic, but smoking like life?"

Yan Wangxiao didn't expect to be held by someone's little hand. When he looked down, he noticed that Liang Songying's fingers were slender, skinny, porcelain white and flawless under the light. "As expected of a hand that plays the piano."

Liang Songying heard that he was wrong, but she spoke from the bottom of her heart, she laughed, raised her hand in front of her eyes, opened her five fingers, and waved it up and down, enjoying it herself.

Yan Wangxiao suddenly found it funny, "Lan, are you drunk?"

Liang Songying put the wine glass under his nose, "Champagne, slightly drunk, I'm still sober. Champagne is a very romantic wine with bubbles of happiness. I have never taken medicine, but in my imagination, drinking Champagne is like taking drugs."

It turns out that drinking champagne can also bring happiness.

Yan Wangxiao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and watched Liang Songying raise his head and take a sip slowly, with an intoxicated expression on his face, his eyes gradually became deep.

"It is rumored that Lan is a romantic person, and purple is also a romantic color."

Today, Liang Songying did wear a white round turtleneck long-sleeved shirt, white slacks, and a pure purple suit.

"White represents purity, but white is actually a mixture of all colors, so it is also the most complicated. A truly pure person only looks pure, but who knows the complexity and entanglement inside? Don't you think so?"

Liang Songying thought for a while, "Well said. The second young master's words are very pleasant, how can changing lovers is like changing clothes, a little coaxing, can't you keep a determined one?"

Yan Wangxiao let out a "tsk".As soon as Yan's unique art of attacking the heart came out, Liang Songying immediately put up a shield to resist, and began to use offense as defense.

"But I'm begging hard, my lover has a heart of stone." Yan Wangxiao shook his head and lay down on the table, "In this heartless world, who else will wait for me, watch over me, never leave me, and always comfort my soft and fragile heart ?”

"You are reading the lines." Liang Songying was taken aback.Everyone said that Liang Songying was emotional and sentimental, and this Second Young Master Yan was definitely a model of hypocrisy.

"You inspired me, maybe I can write a script. Based on my rich experience in love, the love story I write must make those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad..."

Liang Songying couldn't help laughing.

Yan Wangxiao touched his heart, quickly took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, and wrote: "I got drunk at the bar late at night, talked about my feelings, resonated with my emotions, and felt very sad. Where is the Ta I was destined for? Once again, the second young master is in During the empty window period, I wish to have a true lover to accompany me for a lifetime." Click send.

Yan Wangxiao's thoughts telegraphed, immediately copied and deleted.Turn on the camera, take a sneak shot of Liang Songying's hand, upload the photo, paste the original text and send it again!

Yan Wangxiao began to immerse himself in his own little world, reading the comments with great enjoyment.A fan of the night cat party exclaimed under the comment: As expected of the second young master, in just one day, the great god Lan has already bowed down under the second young master's suit pants @梁松影.Fans of Liang Songying came to join in the fun, fanatically confessing their idols, and the sharp-eyed old fans pointed out sharply: The hand holding the wine glass belongs to Lan, right?I can even guess that the wine in the glass is champagne.This comment quickly went viral.

After Liang Songying finished drinking a glass, she was begging Xiao Ting to pour another drink, but she was sternly refused.

The phone rang suddenly, and Liang Songying saw that it was Xu Fen, and couldn't help feeling strange: "Hey, it's so late..."

"You also know it's so late?" Xu Fen lion growled, "Are you drinking? Do you still dare to drink? Is your voice healed? You will be recording in two days, and when your voice is not in good condition, Brother Gu will cut you to death!"

"Hehehe..." Liang Songying was a little embarrassed and guilty, "I just drank two cups and it's fine. Now I feel that my throat is in normal condition. You can tell by listening to me, and Ricky is here, so I can't drink more. I don't believe it , you ask him yourself."

Xiao Ting answered the phone, "Lan is here, I didn't drink much." Handed it back to Liang Songying, "Hung up."

"Thank you." Liang Songying put it away, stood up and stretched, and called Yan Wangxiao: "Second Young Master, I'm home."

Yan Wangxiao let out a "hmm" and stood up.

Liang Songying walked to the door on the second floor, and found Yan Wangxiao, a bow-headed clan obediently following behind, and closed the soundproof door.

"The second young master leaves first?" Liang Songying stopped and asked.

"Please first." Yan Wangxiao humbly said the gentleman.

"Okay, goodbye, Second Young Master."

"goodbye?"

When Liang Songying went down the stairs, Yan Wangxiao followed. Liang Songying looked back at him suspiciously, and Yan Wangxiao looked back innocently.Liang Songying led the good baby, the second young master, down the stairs and out, her mental journey was a bit strange.

When the two of them stood at the door of Feier Bar, in the night, a suspicious flash appeared on the opposite street—it was secretly photographed.

The next day, with Yan Shaohong Fu, Liang Songying made the headlines of the entertainment section of the long-lost third-rate magazine.

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