Overlord, he played off

"What did you ask him for?"

Fang Zhewen's delicate face was mostly covered by a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a baseball cap, and his black coat was stained with quick ashes. He always looked like this unkempt, leaning against the bar with a glass of wine , looked at Huo Kun with a smile, "Why, you finally figured out to find a benefactor?

Huo Kun took a sip of his wine, his face was gloomy, "He wants to sneak into me."

"puff."

Fang Zhe took a sip of wine, coughed awkwardly for a while, and then calmly breathed: "Really? Don't scare me, I was just joking."

Huo Kun didn't speak, and took another sip of his wine.

Fang Zhe didn't look like a joke, his heart sank, his tone was heavy, and he didn't seem to be joking at all, "What do you think?"

Huo Kun didn't speak, only the shadow between his brows and eyes was Yu Sheng, his whole body was shrouded in a layer of haze, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look willing.

Fang Zhe was an entertainment reporter in the circle, and knew a lot of dirty things. Seeing this, he sat upright, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The other party won't come back to rape him? Did he threaten you?"

Huo Kun didn't speak, and took another big gulp of wine.

Fang Zhe read the answer from Huo Kun's dullness, "Then what are you going to do?"

Huo Kun gave a gloomy smile, his lips parted slightly, and he was afraid of causing Fang Zhe to be frightened, so he didn't say anything in the end, just said: "I have a chance, don't ask."

But Fang Zhe knew Huo Kun too well, just looking at Huo Kun's expression, Fang Zhe felt a chill in his heart, the fierceness of Huo Kun's fight is still vivid in his memory, the madness and ruthlessness made even an adult feel terrified.Now that Huo Kun has grown up, force is no longer the first choice, but Fang Zhe feels even more afraid.

Fang Zhe grabbed Huo Kun's wrist in a panic, "Brother, I'm calling you brother, don't be crazy, that's not an ordinary person, we ordinary people can't afford to mess with him."

"I've been cornered, what else can I do?" Huo Kun sneered, "Besides, I'm all alone, what's so scary?"

Fang Zhe was sweating with anxiety. He has been an entertainment reporter for so many years, and he is too aware of the fate of small people competing with capital. Fang Zhe gritted his teeth and tried his best to think of countermeasures, "Don't be impulsive..."

"I'm not impulsive." Huo Kun gritted his teeth, his eyes were dark, and he paused every word, "I will serve him well."

Fang Zhe thought in his heart that it was going to be bad... Huo Kun couldn't be persuaded for a while, Fang Zhe sighed, and talked about other things, "I'll help you get some information about him, but this person is very low-key, and he won't be easy I would like to attend events and gatherings in the entertainment industry, and there is no picture of him leaked out, so even if I check it, I will know only a limited amount."

"I don't know much, but there is still a little rumor about him from the outside world. It is said that he is 40 years old. He has never heard of lace news or something. It may be that Star King covered him up. Seriously, I don’t even know about sexual fetishes.”

"However, there is also a saying from the outside world that he may be incompetent, but since he has a crush on you, it seems that he just likes men."

Huo Kun sneered in his heart. If there was no news from the outside world, it was probably because the Star King was covering him up tightly. His assistant was impeccable in speaking and doing things, and did not leave any excuses. Judging by his performance, he did a lot of things like this.

"Check it out for me, be careful."

Fang Zhe clinked glasses with Huo Kun, "I'm easy to say, the key is you..."

Fang Zhe was very efficient and gave Huo Kun the news in less than three days.

"Star King is backed by Jiang's chaebol, a real behemoth. There is news outside that Mr. Jiang has a deep background. He may be from Jiang's family. His strength should not be underestimated. Anyway, he can't be provoked. Nothing else was found out, but listened to him. It is said that Mr. Jiang is on good terms with a rich second generation named Zhang Zheyan. This Zhang Zheyan often goes to a nightclub. It's easy to get in, but they are applying for waiters recently, so they have the right to take a job..."

"Got it, let's go," Jiang Xuecheng hung up the phone, tugged at the tie with his pale fingers, and said to the driver, "Go to July."

The driver smiled and spoke to Jiang Xuecheng, "Young Master Zhang again? Do you want Uncle Jiang to give you clothes?"

"No need," Jiang Xuecheng tore off the tie in twos and twos, loosened the two buttons on the collar, opened the hidden compartment of the back seat belt, and opened it to store a spare outfit, shirts, ties, watches, cuffs, and accessories. set.

Jiang Xuecheng took off his jacket, took off the cuff of his watch and threw it inside, pulled out a simple silver necklace and put it around his neck, rolled up his sleeves twice, and brushed his hair twice. The business elite turned into casually dressed son-in-law.

The car changed lanes and turned to July.

The colorful lights at the booths on the first floor were a bit dazzling, and the speakers were turned up a bit loudly. Jiang Xuecheng pinched his brows. He hadn't been here for more than half a year, and now he felt a little noisy.

The place was already heated up, and the atmosphere was very lively. Jiang Xuecheng walked through the crowd to the private room on the second floor. On the way, he was bumped by a waiter. The other party said sorry in a low voice. Jiang Xuecheng didn't care at first, but only heard the waiter's voice was low and pleasant. , Subconsciously glanced.

It happened that an orange light hit the waiter's face, clearly outlining the deep and delicate outline, and the pair of deep and narrow eyes were the most brilliant, just like a little bit of color in the white snow, dazzling and dazzling.

Jiang Xuecheng was slightly surprised, wasn't this the one who caught his heart and mind for a long time?

The line of sight touched lightly and then separated. The waiter left with the wine. He was wearing a well-fitting waiter uniform, a white shirt and black tie, a waistcoat of the same color that outlined his thin waistline, and trousers wrapped his straight long legs. The step disappeared from sight.

It took Jiang Xuecheng a long time to look away, and there was more interest in his eyes.

Someone in the distance called him, "Fourth Young Master, here."

Yu Pan came out to pick up Jiang Xuecheng, and seeing him standing there, he wondered, "What are you doing standing there?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Xuecheng followed Yu Pan into the box, "What's wrong with Zhang Zheyan?"

Xu Jiayu shook her head and said with a smile: "His family has set a date for his marriage, and the protest was rejected, so he is depressed."

Jiang Xuecheng remembered that Zhang Zheyan had only been found out by his fiancée not long ago that he was caught and raped by his girlfriend in bed, and couldn't help but wondered: "It should be his fiancée who is depressed, why is he depressed?"

Zhang Zheyan complained as if he was irritated, "My buddy is about to lose his freedom, shouldn't he be depressed!"

Yu Pan mouthed Jiang Xuecheng: marriage phobia.

Zhang Zheyan put down his wine glass with a "snap" and looked over viciously.

Yu Pan was taken aback, oops, was discovered?

But Zhang Zheyan gritted his teeth and said: "I have to indulge while there is still time."

Jiang Xuecheng still thought that he was going to indulge, so he saw the manager brought a few ladies over to accompany him for a drink.

Everyone sitting here knows Jiang Xuecheng's temper, so that everyone just ignores his share. Four ladies came to accompany the wine, two sat beside Zhang Zheyan, one beside Yu Pan and Xu Jiayu, and only Jiang Xuecheng was next to him. No one.

It happened that Huo Kun came in to deliver the wine, Zhang Zheyan pointed at Huo Kun, "Go over and pour the wine for the Fourth Young Master."

Huo Kun came to this box to inquire about the news of "President Jiang". The outside world doesn't know what "President Jiang" looks like. They only know that he is 40 or [-] years old. Judging from his usual style, he should be a little cautious and shrewd. Huo Kun heard that Zhang Zheyan was in In this box, I was thinking to see if I could hear something from them.

When he entered the door, Huo Kun was a little disappointed. There were all young men in their early twenties, and Mr. Jiang, who was in his 40s and [-]s, was definitely not there.

Huo Kun subconsciously glanced at the fourth young master Zhang Zheyan was talking about. It was completely different from Zhang Zheyan who was surrounded by beautiful women. The fourth young master was casually sitting on the sofa in a black shirt and black trousers. Drinking without a break, listening to the chatting of the three people around him, his eyes were indifferent, and occasionally he chuckled from the corner of his mouth, no matter how he looked at it, he was out of place for this occasion.

Huo Kun walked over to Jiang Xuecheng with the wine in his hand. Jiang Xuecheng was chatting with Xu Jiayu, so he ignored him.

"I heard that Gong Chengwang came again a while ago? This is the third time? Why is it that the cooperation is near?"

Jiang Xuecheng took a sip of his wine and smiled lightly, "Dog nose."

Xu Jiayu clinked glasses with Jiang Xuecheng, "It can be regarded as sincerity, the Gong family is a good partner, if it wasn't because their second child is too troublesome, you should have agreed."

Jiang Xuecheng smiled and shook his head. The wine glass was placed on the table, and his pale and slender fingers casually tapped the table twice.

Huo Kun's eyes were shaken by that snow-white finger, and he stepped forward to pour the wine knowingly.

Yu Pan also said with a smile: "Gong Chengwang only dared to make such a trip because he expected you to agree."

"If you have the conditions to impress me, you will naturally make a move."

Zhang Zheyan knocked on the cup impatiently, grabbed melon seeds and threw them at the three of them, "Aren't you bothered, let you come out to drink with me, and let you come out to chat about business?"

Yu Pan and Xu Jiayu were hit by the hit, and angrily stepped forward to beat him, Jiang Xuecheng didn't bother to go forward to make a fuss, it seemed that only at this time did he notice the people around him, and tapped his fingers on the glass wall again.

Huo Kun's eyes were attracted by the whiteness, only then did he realize that there was a ring on that slender index finger, which made the finger even more slender and white.

Huo Kun withdrew his gaze, and added a little more wine to the still-drinking glass.

Jiang Xuecheng tilted his head to watch the wine flow into the glass, as if he casually asked a strange child, "How old are you, you can't be an adult."

Huo Kun was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking to himself, and replied: "Twenty."

Jiang Xuecheng took the bottle from Huo Kun, "Can you drink?"

Hawkun shook his head.

"Liar," Jiang Xuecheng laughed, took an empty cup and poured it himself, put it in front of Huo Kun, and said, "Drink with me."

Huo Kun took a step back, "I'm just a waiter, not an accompaniment."

Jiang Xuecheng only looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Come on, I won't bully you."

That laughter seemed to be laughing at him for being passionate, but also for being narrow-minded and thoughtful. Such a person, no one can match him in beauty, and no one can be more ascetic and cold than him. It seems that any narrow guess falls into the Neither should be on this person.

Huo Kun pursed his lips, and looked at Jiang Xuecheng in the dim light.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't notice, took another empty cup, casually patted the sofa beside him, "Come and sit."

Huo Kun hesitated for a moment, his eyes swept over Jiang Xuecheng and Jiang Xuecheng's friends, one side was drinking alone, and the other side was hugging left and right, the contrast was clear.

Hawkun finally sat down.

Jiang Xuecheng raised his glass, "Do you like whiskey or brandy?"

Hawkun shook his head.

"How can a man not drink?" Jiang Xuecheng smiled, "Perfume is a woman's taste, and wine is a man's taste."

"It's whiskey, spirits, and movies like to associate whiskey with masculinity."

As he said that, Jiang Xuecheng glanced at Huo Kun, the way a mature man would look at a little boy, it had something special in it.

"The spiciness and impact of the whiskey entrance is fascinating," Jiang Xuecheng said, taking a sip slowly by himself, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying it, and raised his hand at Huo Kun for a moment, "Taste it."

In the dimly lit box, Huo Kun's expression could not be seen clearly, only Huo Kun could be vaguely seen staring at the wine glass for a while, and after a while he raised his glass and took a sip as if bewitched.

"How about it?"

Huo Kun frowned, and said honestly, "It's not very good."

Jiang Xuecheng smiled, and turned the cup, "The aroma is the soul of foreign wine. Take a sip slowly and reverberate in your mouth. At this time, the aroma of the wine will fill your mouth. Don't rush to swallow it, just carefully drink it." Different parts experience different aromas, and this ever-changing lingering aroma is the so-called 'final sense'."

Jiang Xuecheng talked eloquently, he was mature, intelligent, full of charm, and amazingly beautiful, Huo Kun had never met such a person in his life, he couldn't resist, probably because his nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, he was extremely alert Kundu was faintly shaken.

Huo Kun couldn't help but follow Jiang Xuecheng's words, and unknowingly drank two more glasses.And this Fourth Young Master has been talking to him about wine culture, the history of various wines, production, appreciation, and brand marketing from the beginning to the end. It seems that he really just wants to chat with someone, or teach a student to pass the time. Let Hawkun's vigilance and nerves gradually relax.

Before he knew it, the wine glass was empty again. Jiang Xuecheng was still talking about brand marketing. Seeing that the wine glass was empty, he went to get the wine bottle. He touched Huo Kun's hand. The moment his skin touched, Huo Kun subconsciously withdrew. Accidentally knocked over the wine glass, Jiang Xuecheng reached out to catch the wine bottle firmly, and the wine splashed out.

Jiang Xuecheng was talking excitedly, he didn't stop talking, and continued talking.

Huo Kun was distracted, he watched the amber liquid splash on Jiang Xuecheng's pale and slender skin, Jiang Xuecheng didn't care, put the bottle away, put his fingers to his lips and rolled his tongue lightly, the liquid was taken away , leaving an ambiguous wetness.

Hawkun's throat rolled up and down.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't seem to notice it, and continued: "...French people love cognac, more because of its fragrance..."

Huo Kun lost his mind, and felt that Jiang Xuecheng's hands looked like jade carvings, with slender fingers, light pink nails, and sickly pale skin under the blue light of the box.

"...the average person's sense of smell can distinguish a mixture of 25 scents, while the scent of Louis XIII has as many as 250 scents..."

The thin lips are light in color, the tip of the tongue is pink, and the coolness and beauty are all in one.

Huo Kun's pupils shrank, and when he realized what he was looking at, he hurriedly looked away, but the voice in his ears seemed to gradually fade away, and his brain seemed to be garbled, playing the clip of the four young masters licking wine repeatedly.

Huo Kun clenched his fists, and his throat was tightened by the repeated fragments in his mind. He took a big gulp of wine, and the wine burned his throat and stomach, and seemed to continue to go down. Burning tendency.

Huo Kun gritted his teeth, but felt even more dry.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuecheng: The seduction was successful.Have you felt the charm of Lao Tzu?

And actually, this is a story of do first and then love, enmmmm...but not the next chapter

感谢在2020-11-1523:02:51~2020-12-0223:42:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of four-leaf clover;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!