Mr Cheng

Mr. Cheng never expected that Mr. Li would bring him to eat Japanese food again, and he said in a euphemistic way: "We will get up from where we fell."

But Mr. Li, only Mr. Cheng fell down!

When Mr. Cheng entered the restaurant, he found that it turned out to be a mixed-style restaurant, which gathered all kinds of Asian cuisines, and thoughtfully provided two forms of a la carte and buffet services.

This time the tearful mustard was gone, replaced by Mr. Li's friend.

On Mr. Li's side, Mr. Wu, who introduced him to someone, came. Mr. Wu is the owner of the store. Not only did he waive the order for Mr. Li, but he also stuffed ten Bawang meal coupons into Mr. Li's hands. She winked and said, "Li Xiao, from today onwards, I will only call you Teacher Li."

To be able to break handsome 0 into 1, what kind of level can this be done?

Mr. Li ignored Old Wu's misunderstanding, dismissed him after a few words of introduction, and stuffed the voucher into Mr. Cheng's wallet instead.

A self-service multi-person coupon is [-], and ten tickets is a small [-]. Mr. Cheng felt that his eyes were dying again, and refused repeatedly: "It's too expensive, I can't take it!"

"Why not, you are my savior." Mr. Li leaned over and scratched Mr. Cheng's nose with a smile. He felt that the distance to the seat was far away. After the princess hugged Mr. Cheng's arms, he was so tired that he lifted his arms, so he simply changed seats. , and Mr. Cheng sat side by side on the leather sofa inside the dining table.

"Besides, after giving it to you, if you bring me to eat again, I will have even more reason to come to Lao Wu's place to eat and drink." Mr. Li stroked Mr. Cheng's hair.

Because he was sitting close to each other, his raised arm touched Mr. Cheng's shoulder and side face, and the contact area between the two of them rose sharply.

Mr. Li's breath rushed towards his face, and he was closer than in the car. Mr. Cheng could even smell the front, middle and back notes of the men's perfume, and he could clearly see the cat hair wrapped around the side of Mr. Li's collarbone chain. Wool.

Mr. Cheng was so nervous that his heart beat like a motor. He pretended to be calm and picked up the seasoning packet with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Mr. Li snatched the Kawasaki sauce from the wandering mouth with sharp eyes: "What are you doing, the soul can fly to such a distant place."

Mr. Cheng said in his heart, the flight is not far away, it will be on your body.

The waitress not far away covered her mouth and let out a burst of laughter. Mr. Cheng immediately had the urge to bury his face on Mr. Li's back.

calm!Calm down, you are an excellent face-changing expert in the workplace, a customer rainbow fart ten-level sycophant, and a top negotiating table expert. You shouldn't look stupid just because Mr. Li sits next to you.

Mr. Cheng raised his posture, sitting upright, his slender neck showed a nice curve of his jaw line, gracefully like a white swan swimming in the warm spring water, but he didn't know that all his actions fell into Mr. Li's eyes, which exposed his How nervous.

Mr. Li shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and pulled off the ball of wool that had been pricking his neck.

It was not himself who made Mr. Cheng look straight, but the thread wrapped around the collarbone chain. If Old Wu's big mouth knew it, it could be quickly spread to all acquaintances, and let everyone laugh at Mr. Li's charm value- 100.

But no matter what Mr. Cheng does, let alone looking at the ball of thread, even staring at the dust at Mr. Li's feet, Mr. Li can make Mr. Li feel "ah, I'm dead" in his heart, and he is cute for a whole day sky.

Fearing that Mr. Cheng would do the stupid thing of gnawing on sauce packets again, Mr. Li followed up the whole process, from helping to tear the packets and squeezing them into small plates, to picking fishbone for Mr. Cheng’s eel rice, and calling Lao Wu over by the way. I dissed that the eels in their store were not pure enough, what should I do if I got stuck with Mr. Cheng, so angry that Lao Wu almost pouted on the spot.

There are people of the same sex but no opposite sex, right?

Mr. Li and Mr. Wu have been bad friends for many years, and it is normal to be noisy, but Mr. Cheng seriously thinks that the two friends are not good because he is unhappy.In order to ease the "tension" atmosphere, Mr. Cheng changed the subject and said, "Mr. Li, you are wearing the glasses I gave you."

Mr. Li smiled: "Ah."

The smile was too bright, Mr. Gui Wu, who was single, was overwhelmed by a sudden handful of dog food just after he came over.

It's so uncivilized to trick a dog into killing it!Strongly resist such behavior!

Mr. Cheng asked again: "Did you wear it specially today?"

Mr. Li watched Mr. Wu's back in anger, and nodded reservedly.

Let Mr. Cheng know that he wears this pair of glasses at work every day, and that the black frame that looks like a programmer has long been put in the sidelines. It is absolutely impossible. Although Mr. Li has a thick skin, he also knows when to express himself appropriately shyness.

Mr. Cheng finally forgot about himself who was crying just now, and happily chatted with Mr. Li while eating.

Somehow, from Mr. Li's company affairs, we talked about the previous colleague who weighed more than 200 kilograms, and Mr. Cheng's handsome and unrestrained posture when he just faced the enemy.

Mr. Li's eyes fell on Mr. Cheng's shoulders and arms, and he speculated, "Mr. Cheng's body should be very flexible."

In order to facilitate sex and become a qualified trendy figure zero who is on the forefront of the times, Mr. Li usually eats fat-reducing meals and does various body-building exercises while pursuing exquisite appearance and temperament. Only like this and Mr. Cheng Only when you come out to eat can you have a full meal and satisfy the appetite on the tip of your tongue.

As for some movements, he could only achieve near-standard after practicing for more than half a year, and he couldn't maintain them for too long. However, Mr. Cheng did not show his face in real life, and easily did what Mr. Li could not do.

Take, for example, this pose and that pose.

It's a pity to use it for fighting, but I don't know if it's the same spicy on the bed.

I kind of want to compete with Mr. Cheng who is hotter.

Mr. Li thought about Mr. Cheng's move just now, and asked, "Has Mr. Cheng practiced it before?"

Mr. Cheng nodded: "I've practiced a bit."

Mr. Li was very curious about what Mr. Cheng was practicing, handsome and sassy: "Is it Taekwondo?"

After I finished speaking, I didn't feel like it.Mr. Cheng seldom kicked his legs, and that set of movements seemed to be prepared for people with weapons, and it seemed a bit awkward to use his bare hands.

Mr. Cheng fell into silence and shook his head for a long time, as if he didn't really want to mention it specifically.

Mr. Li drew a circle around Mr. Cheng and his little secret knowingly and interestingly, and asked: "You helped me just now, have you ever thought about what if I was the one who made the mistake?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head, put down his chopsticks, and said solemnly: "Mr. Li, although you and I are already acquainted, I will not help others without making my own judgment. It was obvious that you took the reason just now. , and he wants to use violence to regain the right to speak."

Mr. Cheng said seriously: "I am a normal adult male, with normal physical strength and normal intelligence. Unless I am not at the scene, I will not help you."

Mr. Li rubbed his earlobe, and said embarrassedly: "I thought it was you who thought I was handsome."

"I can't prove that there is no such reason." A slight smile appeared on Mr. Cheng's lips, and it was so fleeting that Mr. Li had no time to catch it.

After walking out of the store, the two wandered around until dark without knowing it. Mr. Li drove Mr. Cheng back home, and by the way, Mr. Cheng's portable donkey in the trunk of the car was also sent back.

On the way home through the night, Mr. Li was still thinking about Mr. Cheng's little smile, which was completely different from the one he used to show when he was happy.

Mr. Cheng seems to like him very much. Does this kind of liking surpass that of his friends?

Mr. Li has not been narcissistic to this extent, but in the days that followed, some voices would pop up in his mind suddenly, which caught him off guard.

"Mr. Li, give me a hug."

"Mr. Li, when is the next time we meet?"

"Mr. Li, do you hate me crying?"

It was Mr. Cheng's voice.

And his little radar theory of good and evil for adults.

Normal adult male?Mr. Li thought to himself.

Ninety-nine percent of me are abnormal if I am greedy for my friend's body.