he has a clean freak

"It's for Fu Yu." Liang Songying immediately added.

Shredded tobacco floated over Liang Songying's nose, and it smelled like the brand of cigarettes Yan Wangxiao was used to smoking.His airway was choked, and his heart seemed to be a little blocked. The uncomfortable feeling was still lingering until he got into the car driven by Yan Wangxiao and was stuck in a traffic jam halfway.

Xiao Ting was acquainted with the owners of many bars in this city, and called one after another to ask if he had seen Fu Yu.After the elimination, Liang Songying and Liang Songying identified four bars that Fu Yu might go to, and now Liang Songying is rushing to K Bar.

Due to the traffic jam, a lot of time wasted on the road.I don't know what method Zhou Bei used, but he called on the way and told them that Fu Yu was at T Bar.By the way, inform Xiao Ting to rush over there too.

The car was parked on the street near T Bar, Yan Wangxiao said: "I'll go, you wait for me in the car."

"why?"

"No reason. Are you obedient?"

Leaning back against the seat, Liang Songying pedaled the car very irritably.

Yan Wangxiao got out of the car and closed the door, Liang Songying watched his back turn around the street corner, finally got out of the car and followed him.He pulls his hood down for cover on a street corner, keeping an eye out for the T Bar.Yan Wangxiao pushed the door open and went in.Liang Songying called and asked where Xiao Ting was.

Xiao Ting replied that there was a traffic jam, and there was still about 5 minutes to drive.

After Yan Wangxiao went in, he found that the bar was smoky, emitting an unpleasant smell, and the music was terrible.He put his handkerchief to his nose, and carefully avoided people passing by, not concealing his disgust.Go to the bar and ask one of the bartenders, "Did you see a 27-year-old woman drinking here about 30 minutes ago, maybe you recognize her, a female star named Fu Yu. Where is she now?"

The bartender said "Oh—" and said, "That female star, she was taken to the box to play. But we are very serious, and she voluntarily left with them just for fun. Are you a reporter... ?" The light swirled to Yan Wangxiao's face wearing sunglasses.

"Which private room? Take me there!" Yan Wangxiao took out a wad of money from his wallet, "immediately!"

The bartender glanced at the thick banknotes, "Follow me."

The bartender put down the bottle, turned out from behind the counter, and signaled Yan Wangxiao to follow.After asking several bartenders along the way, he finally stopped in front of a door, "This is the room." The bartender knocked on the door politely, "The guests inside..."

Yan Wangxiao sneered, pushed him away, opened the door and entered.

Psychedelic electronic music is played inside, and male voices sing in low voices.In a spacious room, there are several sofas, lying down, sitting or hugging, and there are about a dozen people at a glance.He walked around looking for Fu Yu, and there was a scantily clad woman in the corner, who was being pressed down by a short, fat man, whose shoulder straps had been taken off.

He took off his bad-looking sunglasses, put them in his pocket, and kicked the short, fat man in the crotch.The short and fat man had a good body, but he was flamboyant inside. He was kicked and lay on his back on the sofa. Constrained by his body size, he couldn't get up immediately, and could only yell and curse.

Yan Wangxiao saw the short and fat man's face clearly, and said why his figure was so familiar, so he knew him.This person is a rich second generation in Y City, named Ke Jun. When he was a child, he was thin and handsome, but he grew fatter. After knowing that Yan Wangxiao and Ye Fei came out of the closet, he ran over tremblingly and asked if he wanted to consider it. With him, will give him a lot of money.It sickened him for months.Later, I saw him kick him once, until I was scared of being beaten by Yan Wangxiao in the past few years, like a mouse hiding from a cat, but he complained everywhere that he no longer wanted to hurt the second young master, and the second young master still beat him.

Ke Jun managed to sit up straight, his thin round eyes saw the person coming, and quickly swallowed back the swear words he was about to utter, with a wrinkled smile on his face, "Second Young Master, it's you... ..."

Yan Wangxiao immediately turned his gaze.

Fu Yu was unconscious, taking off his clothes, blushing, muttering words, as if he had been drugged.He took off his coat and put it on her, and was taking her arm to carry her away.There was a flash light in the corner of his eye, and he turned his head. Several men were holding up their mobile phones, and the camera was aimed at him. Fu Yu, who was disheveled, saw him looking over, and immediately lowered his head, pretending that he couldn't see the screen of the mobile phone clearly.

Yan Wangxiao's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand and said coldly, "Bring the phone."

"Why should I give you my mobile phone? Don't think that celebrities are great..."

Yan Wangxiao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he went directly to grab it.The man refused, and the remaining few people hugged and dealt with him, it was inevitable that there would be fists and kicks.Someone pinned his shoulder, someone punched him in the face.Feeling pain at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the blood from his broken mouth.

One minute later, a few men and women who were watching the play ran out by sliding the door in disorder, shouting loudly as they ran: "There is a fight, someone is dead, help..."

Yan Wangxiao walked out with the restless Fu Yu on his back, the bartender stood at the door, made way for him, and then looked in a few times tremblingly.The cups and plates inside were messed up, the heads of the four men were covered with wine bottles, and the red stuff dripped down from their faces. Under the dim light, it was hard to tell whether it was red wine or blood.There was a big fat man huddled in the corner of the sofa, he seemed to be fine, he just held his head and begged for mercy, saying don't hit me, don't hit me.

Earlier, several people took the bar owner and security guards back and forth, blocking Yan Wangxiao's way.

"I'm the owner of this bar. You, the guest, want to leave after making trouble here?" the bar owner said with an unhappy expression.

"The loss of the bar is mine. After calculating the account, fill in the amount and send it to this address." Yan Wangxiao put Fu Yu down, tore off a check, and threw it on the ground.

The boss didn't move, the security guard next to him picked it up and looked at it and handed it to him.

At this time, Xiao Ting squeezed in from the crowd of onlookers, helped Fu Yu onto Yan Wangxiao's back, and said in a low voice, "Take her and leave quickly, I will deal with it here." After saying that, he pushed him.

Yan Wangxiao didn't hesitate, and immediately walked out under Xiao Ting's opening.Then Zhou Bei brought Song Li and a few people to the town to clean up the mess. Seeing the description on Yan Wangxiao's face, he couldn't help laughing heartily, and pointed at him: "Yan Wangxiao, you fought! You're still in trouble! I'll go! Who did it?" ? I'll give him a few mouthfuls."

"I'm in a bad mood, can you shut up!"

Zhou Bei shut up, but he still couldn't hold back his smile.

Song Li hurried over to check on Yan Wangxiao's injury, "Second Young Master, why are you injured again?"

Yan Wangxiao pushed Fu Yu to him, "Take care of the follow-up, look at her, I'll go first."

He walked out quickly, but was stopped by someone at the door, as if he was about to stretch his elbow, the man shouted in a low voice: "Wang Xiao!" It was Liang Songying.

Yan Wangxiao was pulled aside by him, "Where's Fu Yu? Why didn't you bring her out?"

I felt very uncomfortable all of a sudden.He lowered his head, he couldn't tell by the dim door, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "It hurts."

Liang Songying was startled when she heard the words, she moved her body to let the light from the door shine through.His back was facing the street, the pale light of the incandescent lamp fell on Yan Wangxiao's side face, and his hair reflected the luster.The left side of his face was bruised and swollen, the corners of his mouth were purple and red, and there was a faint trace of blood that could not be wiped clean.He suddenly raised his hand and pinched his chin, looked left and right, "What's going on?"

"Being beaten."

"Who hit it?"

"... a few bastards."

Liang Songying remained silent.

"But I beat you back."

"It's all down."

"Call an ambulance before it's too late."

Liang Songying stared at his wound, her throat rolled.His usually gentle and smiling eyes were full of anger, "Fuck X%*[email protected]￥...how can those grandchildren beat people casually!" Unconsciously, a trace of hostility flashed, and there was a tyrannical feeling in his heart, just wanting to beat him up Yan Wangxiao's guy hit the ground looking for teeth everywhere.

Yan Wangxiao raised his index finger to caress his eyes, smiled and said, "The eyes are so beautiful."

Liang Songying clasped Yan Wangxiao's arm, "Let's leave immediately."

Yan Wangxiao didn't move, resisted him, and said in a low voice: "You go first, there are reporters over there. Don't let them take pictures of you, turn left now, go straight ahead, don't look back. Go, he's coming. "

Liang Songying didn't move, shocked by Yan Wangxiao's natural protective expression.

"Why are you standing there? Fu Yu is fine inside!"

Liang Songying clasped his arms tightly, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, led him to turn left, and walked together.Yan Wangxiao had to follow a few steps, "Where's your sanity? How about calmness? Two people can't get away."

"Then run."

There was already the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground behind him.

Liang Songying grabbed Yan Wangxiao's arm and started running.

Yan Wangxiao cursed in a low voice.Rather than running away like this, he would rather wait for the reporter to take a picture leisurely, and then smash the camera to pieces. Whoever is more rampant than the other.Turning the corner to another street, Yan Wangxiao heard Liang Songying seem to be laughing.

He looked back and found that the reporter gradually slowed down, and then raised the camera.He quickly turned his head back, panted and asked, "Why are you laughing at such a mess?"

"It doesn't seem to be chasing."

After passing an alley, Liang Songying pulled him back a few steps and rushed into the alley.The alley was long, quiet, and dark, with only lights leaking from the windows of the houses above.

The two hid in the dark, leaning their backs against the wall, panting.

Liang Songying took Yan Wangxiao's hand, and clasped her fingers very tightly.

"Yan Wangxiao, why do you stand up for me every time, take care of things for me, and get hurt for me?" Liang Songying said.

"Are you moved? Fool, if you love someone, you just want to treat him well?" Yan Wangxiao said.

Liang Songying turned her head.

Yan Wangxiao felt his gaze and turned his head. The light was not enough to clearly illuminate each other's expressions, only the other's eyes were particularly bright, like a fire of love, attracting them to lean towards each other.Foreheads touched, noses touched, lips rubbed together, breaths staggered.

Liang Songying pressed her lips to Yan Wangxiao's neck and asked, "Then what can I do for you? What can I give you?"

Yan Wangxiao hugged him tightly, and hugged him even harder.The two people seem to be embedding each other into their arms with great force, blending into the flesh and blood, becoming more intimate and inseparable.

"Give me all your affection. Don't thank me, say you love me. Don't kiss others, kiss me. Don't hug others, hug me tightly. Don't like others, just like me." Yan Wangxiao affectionately Say, "I love you, I can do anything for you, you can give me my life, you can take all my things and my whole being."

The sweet words were so sweet, Liang Songying laughed silently in his ear, and hugged him tightly.Yan Wangxiao is a person who is willing to pay for love and is worthy of being loved and reaping love.He could understand why each of his lovers was so obsessed with him, and the joy of the moment was tinged with a tinge of unease.He was always afraid that he would not be the last of Yan Wangxiao.

Later, he recalled that night, in this dark and silent alley, every word of Yan Wangxiao's words that he memorized carefully, was ironic.The clearer the memory, the more hurtful it is.When he loves you, he even goes to heaven and earth for you.When he doesn't love you, he abandons you like a bag.

When he is no longer the Liang Songying he once was, what else can he give Yan Wangxiao?

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