Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

But before Yang Xiaojiu brought the sugar, I had already drank more than half a cup of sugar-free milk bean curd. While drinking, I was thinking about how to strike up a conversation with the best. up.

"I think he's a one." Yang Xiaojiu said as he put a plate of sugar down under my nose.

"Oh." I added the sugar to the cup and stirred it carefully.

"Oh what, so don't think about it. If you go to strike up a conversation, your chances of success are probably not as great as mine... But the rare handsome guy, if he can stay until closing time, I will go and throw myself in my arms." Yang Xiaojiu A nympho expression on his face.

I stretched out my right hand to Yang Xiaojiu's ear, and snapped my fingers, "Since I have no chance, you have no chance of winning..." I said while rubbing his ear, "Why don't I wait for you to get off work?"

"Really?" Yang Xiaojiu raised her thick eyebrows.This kid's skin is dark and bright and healthy, not cynical at all, he is my favorite type, but unfortunately he is too young and has no skills in bed.

"Of course it's fake."

"cut."

"The good prey is close at hand, how can I, Guan Erye, be a thief and walk away?"

"Hmph, then you go. I wish you success, success, success, and getting fucked by him!"

I remixed a cup of milk bean powder, held it in my hand and got up, hugged Yang Xiaojiu's shoulders, and blew into his ear. He was young and thin-skinned, and his face suddenly changed.

I said, "Xiao Jiu..."

He squinted at me, with three parts of blame and seven parts of tenderness, "Why?"

"Let me tell you, it's gay three points and zero, you wait for Grandpa Guan and I will take down that kid, and let you see how powerful he is."

Yang Xiaojiu let out a "bah", turned around and left.

It's gay three points and zero, that's not what the original words said.

There is a girl in our class who plays with me very speculatively, she is a t, and I stole a sentence from her to change this sentence.She used to say "it's a three-point t", which means that their les are still somewhat neutral regardless of tp. At that time, she said this to complain that her well-behaved and lovely daughter-in-law always changed her ways later. Want to push her back.As soon as I heard this interesting, I changed it.

Indeed, even if they are one, most gays are more delicate than straight men.

However, I seem to be a special case.

The seat opposite the Jipin male table was vacant. I put the cup filled with milk beans on the table and asked before sitting down: "Do you like the Beatles?"

The superb man drank too much wine, his eyes were blurred and seductive, God is sorry, I took a lot of effort to order myself not to stare at him so as not to arouse his disgust.But those eyes are still imprinted in my mind, tsk tsk, clear light brown pupils.

He raised his eyes and said, "Yes."

Nima really cherishes words like gold!But at any rate, he didn't immediately lower his face, which was considered a successful first step.

"The Beatles have always been my favorite, and I especially appreciate Lennon." I showed a smile that I thought was gentle and gentle, with seven parts bookish and three parts sad.This is not what I said, it is the pertinent evaluation given to me by the T mentioned earlier. She said that if I restrain myself, change my nature, and transform myself, I can capture a large group of men and women in the world who don't know the truth with just this smile.

Even though the top man looked up at me just now, I think he really saw me now. He said: "There are many people who like him." His tone was so flat that it couldn't be more flat.

How should I understand this sentence?Is it because you like him too, or is it that my taste is too popular?In fact, I usually don’t pay attention to singers when I listen to music. Now I use Lennon to strike up a conversation because he is more popular. In fact, I still like McCartney more.

"Don't you like him? Are you still the same as me, paying less attention to the singer and only focusing on the song itself?" I said as I sat down opposite him.I sighed in my heart, this person really is my favorite, actually made me sound like an idiot when I speak so solemnly.

Sit down, and you will be closer to him. The tables in the bar are not wide, which is convenient for the two people sitting opposite to communicate, and it is also convenient for cultivating feelings.As soon as I sat down like this, I couldn't help but look at him again. From those eyes, I could see the brow bone, nose bridge, which was slightly more three-dimensional than that of an oriental person, and the bridge of the nose, to the lips, jawline, neck...

Nima, this time it's not just about getting angry at the dantian, my little brother has become more and more dishonest.If it weren't for this being a public place, I can't guarantee that I wouldn't do any animal behavior.

I went to an art school in junior high school. At that time, the female teacher who taught Chinese said that sooner or later you boys will become animals that can only think with their lower bodies.

Like me now.

"I just wanted to listen to this song suddenly, and I have no preference for Beatles or Lennon." The voice is also good, what an injustice!

He continued: "As far as the band members are concerned, I like McCartney better." He looked at me, and I looked at him.Then the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

I got really hard.

Then I punched myself hard in my heart, I knew I would tell the truth!It's good to let him feel a little bit of a tacit understanding!

Depressed in my heart, I still smiled, "Well, he wrote yesterday, in fact he is the soul of the band."

The best man turned his head and glanced at the lead singer of the band, then turned his head again, with a helpless tone, "I just wanted to hear it suddenly, but now that he sang it, it made me feel..."

"Disappointing? Disappetizing?" I blurted out with a grin, and regretted it after I finished speaking. My image, I rarely have a serious and gentle image, hey...

"Forget it, let's listen when we go back." He picked up the wine glass, and I immediately noticed the ring on his left middle finger, which looked familiar.

"Why don't I sing it to you?" Looking at his eyes that took me for a joke, I added, "Don't underestimate me, I won the first place in the campus singer competition with this song." It is indeed the first, although there are not many contestants, it is not my bragging.

"Well, I'll definitely listen to it when I get a chance." He smiled slightly, polite and modest, but exuded an inexplicable sexy, extremely sexy.It made my heart itch to see it. I was a little proud and felt wrong at the same time. He was very polite to me, but he seemed to have no interest at all, or sexual interest.Did I pretend to be too obedient to make him feel hypocritical and boring?

Gotta go all out.

"It's said that hitting the sun is worse than hitting the sun. Isn't this a great opportunity? I'll sing it to you for free." I seem to have changed my strategy

He still politely replied: "There is a chance, it's too noisy here."

"What are you afraid of?" I picked up my cup with one hand, and pulled the best man with the other, "I know a place, you come with me." I had a lot of strength, and he seemed a little interested, so I was dragged all the way to the bar In front of a small door behind the staff passage.

When you open the door, you feel refreshed.