best day

Ermeng thought he was the most active person on vacation, but he ran to the airport out of breath in the early morning, and when he looked up, he met the person he least wanted to meet.

"Didn't I tell you not to come?" Dewey was anxious.

Zheng Luolai leaned on the chair leisurely and smoked a cigarette: "Why should I listen to you, who are you to me?"

"Fuck, you, you, you..." Dewey struggled, "Don't talk nonsense, do you hear me?"

Zheng Luolai turned on the phone, turned it over and said, "How could it be, I won't send this to others."

Hearing that Dewey was puzzled, he poked his head around and saw that the screen was actually a photo of them doing that thing that night.

The air condensed, Ermeng petrified, and then cracked.

Zheng Luolai smiled: "I just found out, and I also forgot when it was taken."

"You fucking delete it quickly, give it to me, give it to me!" Dewey came back to his senses, showing signs of madness, threw himself on him and yelled to grab the phone.

Zheng Luolai has gradually forgotten his troubles recently, teasing him into an addiction: "Kiss me and delete it."

Dewey was about to scold him, when he suddenly heard a weak greeting from behind: "Hello, are you brother Chen Lu's friends?"

He looked back and was startled: a non-mainstream little girl who came from nowhere, spoke in a Taiwanese accent, had curly and long hair, and her body was so colorful that it was so dazzling.

"Ah? Who are you?" Dewey asked.

The little girl spoke surprisingly: "I, Wang Xing, am brother Chen Lu's fiancée."

Now Ermeng's attention was completely diverted, she smiled as if she was dealing with it, and then secretly sent a text message to His Royal Highness asking, "What's the matter, why is your fiancée here? Where are you?"

Chen passed by for a while before replying: "On the way, it's the child of my mother's client. It's a business relationship. Ask Zheng to help me solve it."

After Dewey finished reading, he looked at Zheng Luolai strangely.

Zheng Luolai frowned: "What are you doing?"

Dewey leaned over and whispered, "This is the girlfriend Chen Lu introduced to you."

The usually casual hooligan couldn't help but not respond to this sentence, and asked coldly, "Is he sick?"

Dewey blinked, and laughed again without thinking.

Probably because Ermeng looked more friendly than Zheng Luolai, Xiao Wangxing said to him with a spoiled face: "Brother, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water.

Dewey is easy to talk, and the other party is a girl, so he immediately replied generously: "Then I'll buy it for you."

After speaking, he hurried to the convenience store in the distance and brought back a bottle of water.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xing didn't appreciate it: "I want to drink orange juice..."

Before Dewey could answer, Zheng Luolai suddenly snorted, "If you like to drink, don't drink, if you don't drink, go away."

Wang Xing glanced at him unhappily: "I hate it."

Then he took the water and turned around, looking forward to His Royal Highness Chen Lu's arrival.

-

The destination this time is an unknown South Sea island.

It was originally a sweet trip for the two of them, but suddenly Dewey turned it into a big gathering of friends.

Not counting that, in the end there was a little girl Wang Xing who didn't know anyone but was troubled to death.

So during the flight to Hong Kong, the whole space has a strange atmosphere.

Zheng Luolai squinted his eyes half-sleepingly, watching Dewey laughing nonsensely with others all the time, and suddenly remembered the last time when he took him to Taiwan, that guy happily ate all the way by his side.

Recalling so suddenly, I realized that more than a year has passed.

How could you think of today at that time, and today, it is even more difficult to predict tomorrow.

All the developments in front of the eyes are almost only one step away from the minefield in Zheng Luolai's life.

——Perhaps it would be the best choice to say goodbye one day as if nothing had happened, and then go back to the United States.

Then what?Can it really be done without contact, without getting out of control, and slowly forgetting all of them and gradually returning to a relationship with passers-by?

Zheng Luolai, who was always sober, was not sure of the answer either.

He always guards against others having feelings for him, guarding against those who are delicate, sensitive, suspicious, and vulnerable.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Dewey, a rough guy, who broke his defense.

Zheng Luolai couldn't figure out at this time whether he had fallen into it or Dewey had fallen into it.

No matter who it is, it is very scary, and it is probably difficult to have any good results.

-

The group arrived in Hong Kong too late, so they decided to leave tomorrow and transfer to the island.

Dewey had nothing to worry about, and was naturally happy to wander around.

But Wang Xing's little girl kept making noises, making Zheng Luolai upset for no reason.

"Are you going to the bar? I'll go too. Brother Chen Lu, can you go too?" She stood in the hotel lobby and began to make various requests.

Dewey interrupted while looking for his ID card: "No, you are not yet of age."

Wang Xing was unhappy, grabbed him and said, "Brother..."

"Go to hell!" Zheng Luolai suddenly said with a sullen face, and asked the waiter to turn around and go upstairs, dragging his suitcase.

Chen Lu glanced inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Dewey laughed a few times, and finally remembered a serious question.

-

Erotic, erotic, too erotic.

Fuck that bastard.

Dewey sat on the bed and cursed secretly while deleting photos, not noticing that Zheng Luolai came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

"Why are you so excited, do you want to take a new picture with me?" The hooligan asked softly while wiping his hair.

Dewey was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone on the ground, and stammered back: "You, you... can you go out and play, I have an appointment with Ziwei."

Zheng Luolai looked at him, then suddenly threw down the towel, knelt down on the bed naked, and whispered in Ermeng's ear, "You can play even if you don't come out."

Dewey's face flushed immediately, and he hid back and said, "Don't pull it down, I'm going."

Zheng Luolai supported his chin and kissed him, then said with a smile, "Don't pretend you can't hear me."

After speaking, he kissed him softly.

Very gentle, very comfortable...

But this is wrong! ! !

Dewey, who was distracted for a few seconds, pushed him away forcefully, stood up and said righteously: "Are you angry, don't always trouble me, okay, disgusting!"

Zheng Luolai's good-looking face, which had been so hard to show, suddenly disappeared with some unscrupulous words: "Just kidding, I don't want to go to bed with you, and I don't look so good-looking."

"Fuck, you're the ugly one." Dewey said angrily, "Don't touch me again if you have the ability, always say one thing and do another."

"Okay, it doesn't matter." Zheng Luolai looked at him coldly, got up and found a shirt and began to dress.

The embarrassing Dewey felt bored, so he went out quietly.

Zheng Luolai also acted as if he didn't see it, and his expression didn't care at all.

-

No matter where you go, the nightclub environment is much the same.

noisy.music.Alcohol.sex.

In addition, there is loneliness and distress.

The bold girl Zhao Ziwei drank two glasses of wine, and then expressed her dissatisfaction with the two silent men beside her: "What are you doing, why do you have the same expression as a funeral when you come out to play?"

"Hungry..." Dewey lay down on the bar listlessly.

Zheng Luolai didn't answer at all, and silently smoked what cigarette he didn't know.

Zhao Ziwei seemed upset again, sighed a long time, and shouted: "One more drink!"

But before the wine was mixed, her phone lit up.

It was Chen Lu, who was tortured by Wang Xing, who sent a pleading letter for help: "T______T, come back and put that girl to sleep, she keeps talking nonsense to Lin, I'm going to tragedy."

Zhao Ziwei is a bit like Dewey in some respects, for example, she is very interesting to her friends.

She raised her eyebrows, and quickly stood up with her bag and said: "I'm going to do something good, don't be too late, you have to start tomorrow morning, bye."

After speaking, he waved his hand and walked out.

The bar counter that was empty suddenly became even more strange.

Dewey lay on his arm and finally took a silent look at Zheng Luolai, but unexpectedly met his gaze.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Zheng Luolai got up suddenly and walked towards the dance floor.

In a sensual occasion, hooligans couldn't be more comfortable.

He soon danced close to the body with the most sexy beauty, and the movements of the two, which were not suitable for children, seemed to match strangely under the flickering lights.

Dewey watched from not far away, his expression getting paler.

The bartender finally brought him a sandwich and a fruit plate, and he didn't have the energy to sit upright and start eating and drinking.

Looking at it, Zheng Luolai kissed the tall female model with half-closed eyes, exactly the same as when kissing Ermeng.

Dewey didn't know what was wrong, his mood was so gloomy and heavy.

He suddenly felt that he was so stupid, how could he do that kind of thing with someone like Zheng Luolai, and after doing that, he still cared about being like this.

My eyes hurt and my nose is sore.

Before he knew it, he quietly buried his head in his arms, as if he had fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took before someone tapped Dewey on the shoulder.

He raised his head, facing Zheng Luolai's handsome face with a relaxed smile.

The hooligan put his arms around the female model's slender waist and bent his dark eyes: "She will go with me tomorrow."

Dewey rubbed his sleepy red eyes, stood up quickly and said, "Oh, let's go."

Then he hung his head and left without looking at anything.