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"Hello, I'm here to pick up the ordered shoes. Is Jim there? I greeted him." Jiang Huan said to the salesperson in the store.

"May I ask your surname?"

"Ginger," Jiang Huan said, "Ginger's ginger."

The salesperson was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized, "Okay, both gentlemen go to the VIP to sit for a while, and I will call Jim over right away."

Another salesperson guided Jiang Huan and Song Huaizhun to the VIP seat, and after they sat down, they brought water and a fruit plate.

"Brother, eat fruit." Jiang Huan said to Song Huaizhun.

Song Huaizhun thought it was strange to eat fruit in a shoe store, so he shook his head.

Jiang Huan didn't mind, he ate happily.

"Mr. Jiang, you are here." A salesperson walked up to them with a shoe box, then knelt down to open the shoe box, and helped Jiang Huan try on the shoes.

Song Huaizhun had never been able to stand overly enthusiastic clerks, and he had to go around the clerk when he went to Qu Mou's to buy facial cleanser.Jim's service method in front of him is absolutely unacceptable to him, but Jiang Huan seems to be very used to it.

It can be seen from a glimpse of the leopard in the tube.The difference between him and Jiang Huan goes far beyond this point...

"Brother, do you think it's okay?" Jiang Huan looked at the mirror for a while, and then asked Song Huaizhun.

Song Huaizhun nodded.

"Jim, how much do I have to pay after the deposit?" Jiang Huan asked Jim.

After paying the money, the two walked around the mall for a while.

"Brother, you don't want anything, how can I repay you?" Jiang Huan complained, "Oh, by the way, there is a brand style here that is definitely suitable for you, follow me."

After entering the store, Jiang Huan said to the shopping guide: "Hello, help us recommend your new products."

The shopping guide lady helped Jiang Huan and Song Huaizhun choose clothes respectively, and finally they each took one into the fitting room.

"Brother, is yours suitable?" Jiang Huan and Song Huaizhun's fitting room is next to each other, "Oh my god, my pants are too uncomfortable, crotch stuck, the sisters just said it must be suitable, now it's popular to wear these pants , I think he is a spirited guy, ha."

Jiang Huan smiled to himself for a while, and then said, "Brother, come out and let me see."

The door was opened, and Song Huaizhun came out.

"Yeah, it looks good," Jiang Huan praised, "It's quite suitable, so let's take this one."

Song Huaizhun is very tall and straight, and he looks very good in this dark blue sweater with ingots and treasures.This kind of basic style is the most picky. If you are too thin, too fat, have no breasts and a belly, you will suffer a lot.

Song Huaizhun frowned, "My dress is 260."

Song Huaizhun originally didn't agree to let Jiang Huan swipe his card to buy things, but Jiang Huan insisted that he would accompany Jiang Huan to the mall with the sweater that was scratched in the alley last time.Unexpectedly, Jiang Huan found a shopping mall full of big brands. The clothes that Song Huaizhun tried were more than 8000, which is not expensive in this shopping mall, but Song Huaizhun thought it was expensive.

Clothes are nothing more than a piece of clothing.

Song Huaizhun's idea is why not buy cheap ones?

Jiang Huan's idea is why not buy expensive ones?

"Farewell, brother." Jiang Huan said, "This one is really beautiful, and it suits you very well. I ruined your clothes, and I am asking you to help me, so let me give you a thank you gift."

Song Huaizhun shook his head, took off his sweater, and changed it back to his own.

Jiang Huan had no choice but to take off his crotch pants, and walked out of the store with Song Huaizhun.

"There are not more than 200 clothes in this mall," Jiang Huan muttered in a low voice, "By the way, there must be cheap sports brands."

The two found a sports brand, and Jiang Huan picked out a thin coat for Song Huaizhun, which cost more than 400. After trying it, Song Huaizhun thought it was not bad.

"Thank you brother for giving me this opportunity." Jiang Huan happily paid, feeling happier than buying things by herself.

Because I was so happy, I easily spent all the 9w given by Jiang Ma, hehe.

"Eh? Brother Huan?"

Not far away, a very trendy man greeted them.

It's really trendy, the whole body is full of popular elements, it can be said that it is armed to the teeth.

"Brother Song!" Jiang Huan hurried forward a few steps to meet the Brother Song he was talking about.

"Where did you go? You didn't answer your phone calls, and you didn't reply to your WeChat messages?" Song Ge said.

Jiang Huan hasn't gotten together with the original gang of cronies these days, and has been busy playing with Song Huaizhun.

"Damn, aren't you busy?" Jiang Huan said.

Brother Song grabbed Jiang Huan, "Let's go, tonight, HUU, call all those grandchildren."

"I haven't eaten yet," Jiang Huan said.

"Let's eat together, there's a new Cantonese restaurant over there, call Nana, can Vicky and the others do it?" Brother Song blinked.

"I..." Jiang Huan turned to look at Song Huaizhun.

"Let's go, let's go, call your friends too." Song Ge held Jiang Huan back.

"No, I'll go by myself."

Song Huaizhun definitely didn't like that kind of occasion, and besides, he would feel very reserved if his brother really went, and he would definitely not dare to say anything.

"Brother, go back by yourself. I'll get together with my friends and call tomorrow." Jiang Huan said.

"Let's go now, take my car." Brother Song said happily.

"Wait a minute, I have so many things in my hand, please wait for me to go to the service desk to arrange delivery." Jiang Huan said.

+ + + +

In a private room of a clubhouse, several coolly dressed beauties held wine glasses and sang and danced.

Several young men on the leather sofa applauded, and another was busy eating a fruit plate.

"Brother Huan, Brother Song doesn't care about your food?" said a hip-hop young man with dreadlocks.

"Don't mention it," Song Ge said, "The newly opened Cantonese restaurant on the opposite side is too bad. It also has a signature roast pork. The goose firewood is like a firewood stick."

A bob-haired lady-like beauty sat between Brother Song and Jiang Huan holding a glass of wine, "I know a place that makes roasted meat very well. The owner used to be a chef overseas and came back to open his own restaurant."

"Okay, how about taking me there when you have time?" Brother Song put his hand on the beautiful woman's shoulder.

The beauty skillfully took Brother Song's hand off, "But it looks like a house of flies, don't you think so?"

"What are you afraid of? If Nana recommends you, you must go. How about going next week?" Brother Song skillfully put his hand back.

"Is Xiao Huan going?" Nana turned her head and asked Jiang Huan, who was buried in the dried fruit plate.

"We are all called Brother Huan, and your name is Xiaohuan? What kind of seniority?" Brother Song rushed to talk.

The man with dirty braids said: "Haha, Nana is ten years older than Brother Huan, so of course she should be called Xiao Huan."

Nana said angrily, "What ten years older! Xiao Huan must have turned 18, and I'm only seven years older than him."

"People say that there is one gap at the age of three, and two gaps at the age of six," Song Ge said, "Nana, we have few gaps, let's chat."

"Cici, what about Guagua or Guoguo? You are the same age as Brother Huan and share a common language."

"Come on, drink, what's the point of just chatting." A man with a perm said, "So who, bring over the few bottles of good wine I have here."

Jiang Huan was excited when he heard that there was good wine.Not only is Jiang Huan a good drinker, but he is also greedy for alcohol. He blows on a bottle of beer, raises his neck, and fills up every minute.

The hot-headed man keeps red wine and whiskey. Jiang Huan loves to drink but doesn't know much about alcohol. He always gulps down any kind of wine, no matter how expensive it is.

"Brother Huan, drink slowly today, we are going to stay up all night." Said the hot-headed man.

A round-faced man who looked very young said: "It's okay, I've stored wine here, I'll drink yours and mine later."

+ + + +

Song Huaizun looked at the wall clock anxiously, it was 3:[-] in the morning.

Opened the WeChat page, but there was still no reply.

He sent a total of three WeChat messages to Jiang Huan, but Jiang Huan didn't reply to any of them.

He was sitting on the sofa, holding his mobile phone, staring at the TV screen which was not turned on.

With just two names, Nana and Vicky, countless concrete images flashed through Song Huaizhun's mind.

The ticking sound of the clock and the beating of the heart overlapped, making a loud noise.

Song Huaizhun entered HUU on his mobile phone, picked up the coat on the sofa, and walked out of the house.

+ + + +

"Hi sir, do you have a reservation?" asked the front desk lady with a sweet voice.

"Which room is Brother Song in? I'll come pick him up." Song Huaizhun said.

"In Room 538, I'll take you there."

The lady at the front desk guided Song Huaizhun into the elevator, walked through the corridor, and opened the door of 538.

A strong smell mixed with cigarettes, alcohol, and perfume hit his nostrils, making Song Huaizhun frown uncontrollably.

Passing through the smog, Song Huaizhun saw Jiang Huan, who had been tilted, with a woman in a suspender skirt leaning on his shoulder.

"Who are you?" the man with the dreadlocks yelled.

"Sir, don't you know this person?" the front desk lady asked nervously.

Brother Song hurriedly said, "Yes, Brother Huan's friend."

The front desk lady breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't afford to offend these young masters, if she brought someone she didn't know, she would definitely be embarrassing.

"Jiang Huan." Song Huaizhun walked to the sofa and pulled Jiang Huan.

Jiang Huan was pulled and slipped and lay on his side on the sofa, and the beautiful woman in suspenders next to him was woken up.

"Huh? Who is this? What's the situation?" the beauty in suspenders asked sleepily.

"Brother Huan's parents, come to pick him up." The round-faced man booed.

"Haha, Brother Huan's father is here!"

"Haha."

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed.

Song Huaizun tugged Jiang Huan a few times, and knocked down a row of empty wine bottles on the table, which made a crisp sound of shattering when they fell.

Jiang Huan opened his eyes slightly, "Huh?"

Jiang Huan's eyes struggled to focus, and he vaguely saw the four Song Huaizhun.

"Brother? Fourth brother?" Jiang Huan said vaguely.

Song Huaizhun picked up Jiang Huan and said to the others in the room, "I took him away."

"Okay, Jiang Huan's father took his son away!" "Hahaha." "Haha." "Hahahaha."

The other people in the room were also taller, and they couldn't tell who took who away.

Song Huaizhun took Jiang Huan home by taxi, and Jiang Huan was almost asleep all the way.

Song Huai wasn't sure if the thing he was worried about happened. Seeing that Jiang Huan was drunk like this, nothing should happen, but what if it happened before he was not drunk?

Even after receiving Jiang Huan, the irritability in his heart was still not relieved.

He threw Jiang Huan on the bed, found a cigarette and a lighter in Jiang Huan's pocket, and went to the balcony to smoke.

This time he smoked a whole stick, and he didn't snuff it out until he burned his hand.

When I returned to the house, I heard Jiang Huan shouting.

"Shhh, I want to shush, I'm going to shush..."

"Fuck!"

Song Huaizhun quickly helped Jiang Huan to run to the toilet, and even lowered his head to see if Jiang Huan's pants were wet. He was really afraid that Jiang Huan had already dealt with it.

When we got to the toilet, Song Huaizhun let go of Jiang Huan, "Go ahead."

Jiang Huan shook a few times, then slowly collapsed and sat on the ground.

At any rate, Jiang Huan was more than 1 meters tall, and he was strong, so Song Huaizhun managed to help Jiang Huan up.

"Hurry up." Song Huaizhun urged.

Jiang Huan yelled "Shhhh", but his hands didn't move at all.

"Can I help you?" Song Huaizhun whispered in Jiang Huan's ear.

Jiang Huan didn't answer, but only murmured to shush.

Song Huaizhun hugged Jiang Huan from behind, and stretched his right hand to the front to help him untie his pants.

"Do you still need my help?"

Jiang Huan didn't reply.

Song Huaizhun fumbled to help him out.

It is the one that is beautiful in color, size and shape.

Although it is not the first time to see, but it is the first time mo.

Song Huaizun's heart was filled with indescribable waves.

Probably because of drinking, Jiang Huan booed very slowly, which made Song Huaizhun's indescribable feeling magnified and magnified.

The feeling in his hands slowly began to change, and it suddenly occurred to him that this place might have been touched by others in this way, and the feeling of anxiety re-occupied his consciousness.His hand moved slowly, from very light, very slow, to fast...

The person in his arms hummed softly, as if applauding what he had done...

The author has something to say: Is the name of the title too sao, should it be low-key?ha~*(^o^)/*