My past life was a fan of all men

After changing his clothes, Mo Lang walked into the bar. It was still early, and there were fewer people coming to drink and dance in the bar. Mo Lang sat on a small round table, ordered a glass of whiskey, and enjoyed the music while drinking.

"Let's get drunk tonight" The music played in this bar is quite good, and Mo Lang was fascinated by it. Just when he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and his mood was a little relieved, a howling wolf sang "Three days and nights……"

Mo Lang, who was still immersed in the light blue knot created by the tender and sweet music, was startled by the sound of thunder and drums, and leaned back against the back of the chair, the muscles on his face twisted like a flower. He opened his eyes abruptly, and what came into view was a man wearing only a black vest and his upper body showing strong muscles. Mo Lang stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, squinted at the corners of his eyes, and muttered "nine" in a low voice. war……"

On the stage, Jiu Zhan was wearing cool jeans with a few holes and a few chains tied on his trouser pockets, holding an electric guitar in his hand, making exciting tunes as the band beat the drums, shaking left and right on the stage Waving and dancing, when I met him at the fruit shop in the afternoon, he was still wearing a suit and tie, looking serious, but now, I don't know if he left his stall in the afternoon and went to get a haircut No?With white hair with big waves on top of his head, Tong Yan Hefa really looks weird.

Jiu Zhan blinked his eyes in the direction where Mo Lang was sitting, and then jumped up on the stage with his electric guitar in his arms, "I'm not tired at all, I've been dancing for three days and three nights..." The first time he opened his voice A sound almost overturned Mo Lang's previous impression of him as a little gangster. His voice was warm and penetrating. The sentence "I won't be tired at all" reminded Mo Lang of his life experience, but he felt that this was a little bit late The man who appeared on the stage has carried too much sadness.

Mo Lang just sat quietly on the chair and watched Jiu Zhan on the stage, would he hold an electric guitar on the stage, shake his electric buttocks without any scruples, and pull his buttocks from time to time? Is the man in the tight vest the real Nine Wars?

After the song "Three Days and Three Nights", "Watching with Sleeves" sounded on the stage, and the deep and deep voices flew like thousands of arrows flying away from the string. Mo Lang's heart, this time, Mo Lang's eyes not only Sentimental, but more of it is the red tears of the reunion of the old people, and the water is shining in the deep eyes.

"Unless you say, you never regret leaving me..." Jiu Zhan sang the last line of the lyrics with trembling voice. I don't know if it's because of the live singing, but you can look at the expressions of other people around, they are all stunned, and the waiters in the bar are also staring at Jiu Zhan with foreign wine in a daze.

After Jiu Zhan came down, applause rang out in unison. If there were more people, some people might have shouted "Encore"!

Jiu Zhan walked to Mo Lang's small round table and stood there, then blinked again, "... Mo Lang... buy me a drink!"

Mo Lang wiped the corners of his eyes, choked up and said, "Give me the money, I'll treat you!" Mo Lang's eyes, and then burst out laughing, "You won't be dumped by someone, and then come to the bar to drink away your worries?"

Mo Lang turned his face sideways, and the corners of his eyes were cut into Jiu Zhan's body, "It's none of your business!" After speaking, he stood up straight and wanted to leave, but Jiu Zhan grabbed his hand, "No, it's just Feelings, that little thing, leave it to my uncle, I promise you that after tonight, I will play her completely, there are thousands of peach trees in this world, little handsome boy, why do you hang on to the southeast branch yourself!"

Mo Lang frowned, with a helpless expression on his face, and wanted to spray him with blood, but Jiu Zhan led him out of the bar. "Where are we going?" Jiu Zhan turned around and twitched his lips, "Don't ask, you'll know when we get there."

Jiu Zhan put on a vest vest and a black jacket, and rode a cool "knife" brand motorcycle specially for racing competitions. Mo Lang sat behind Jiu Zhan, and the motorcycle moved forward rapidly. The strong wind blew up the hem of Jiu Zhan's black coat, and in the dark night, he was speeding on the road like a bolt of lightning, "If you are afraid, hold me tight." Jiu Zhan turned around and shouted, Mo Lang shook his head.

The speed is getting faster and faster. They have come to the edge of the mountain with nine bends and eighteen bends. There is silence everywhere. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows through the leaves and there is a rustling sound. The friction between the wheels and the concrete floor gave off sparks. At the moment when the center of gravity shifted, Mo Lang finally couldn't help but put his arms around Jiu Zhan's waist. He pursed his lips, smiled and frowned without saying a word.

After turning the corner, they came to a field full of crowds, bright lights, and colorful flags everywhere. When the car of Jiu Zhan drove into the track, everyone shouted in unison, "Boss! Boss! Boss! Boss will win!"

Then three more sports cars of the same type entered the track, and the crowd standing on the field became more passionate. The crowd waved their flags and cheered for their boss.

"Jiu Zhan, who is he?" A bald man riding a bright yellow motorcycle said to Jiu Zhan after glancing at Mo Lang out of the corner of his eyes.

Jiu Zhan raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Friend."

Mo Lang frowned and immediately shook his hand, "He's not my friend."

The bald man raised his eyebrows tightly, shook his head, and Jiu Zhan held the refueling handle tightly. When the tall, s-shaped blonde beauty walked up to the middle of the runway with a silk scarf and threw the scarf, the moment the scarf landed freely ...

"Boom boom boom..."

Jiu Zhan directly increased the horsepower to the maximum, the car tilted backwards and then bombarded forward like a rocket launcher, Mo Lang was still sitting behind Jiu Zhan, his loose hand grabbed Jiu Zhan's waist again .

I saw a few meteors and flying fire suddenly appearing on the mountain road, and then disappeared. Jiu Zhan's snow-like hair fluttered in the wind and hit Mo Lang's face. Shout out your longing together, forget about it!"

Only then did Mo Lang realize that this traffic jam was the way Jiu Zhan said earlier that he would forget about his lover after tonight?He looked at Jiu Zhan's wide back, and for a moment, he mistakenly thought that the man in front of him was his lover Guo Yulei. In his previous life, when he saw Guo Yulei for the first time, Guo Yulei was wearing black With a cloak, Mo Lang broke into "Liangcheng" alone to save himself. At that time, there was a mutiny, the situation was tense, and the army was in chaos. Under the protection of Guo Yulei, Mo Lang could escape from "Liangcheng" safely and unharmed. ".

Mo Lang rested his head on Jiu Zhan's back, and said with tears in his eyes, "I knew that you would appear when I needed you the most, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later..."

Jiu Zhan's heart tightened. The moment Mo Lang leaned against his back, Jiu Zhan's heart warmed up. The strong wind blew past his ears. Except for the roar of the other racing cars around him, he didn't feel anything. Hearing any sound, let alone Mo Lang's choked-up murmur.

Nine Wars was the first to cross the finish line and drove his motorcycle to the top of the mountain.The moment the motorcycle stopped, Mo Lang knew that beside him was not the heroic General Guo who fell in love with him, but the gangster Jiu Zhan.

"Little Mo Lang, open your eyes and take a look at this city of ours. Your heart will be wider here. It is that bitch who doesn't understand your goodness and will leave you. Don't worry, as long as you like it Brother, I will find thousands of beauties for you to choose from." Jiu Zhan pointed to the lights of Wanjia at the foot of the mountain and said boldly.

Mo Lang smiled, "No need."

He sat quietly on the stone bench by himself. This night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there were thousands of lights in front of him, which could warm his heart.

There were rustling sounds on the grass not far away, and Mo Lang strode over, only to find that it was two young lovers fighting wildly on the top of the mountain, and the young lovers were mingling in the grass, and Wu Shan was sleeping together , but was intrigued by Mo Lang, hurriedly put on the clothes that were torn all over the floor, and complained while wearing them: "Brother, why are you so ignorant!"

The little couple glanced at the person standing behind Mo Lang again. He stared at the little couple with a pair of ice-like eyes, and saw that the little couple hurriedly used their bare feet before they even got dressed. He covered his private parts with his hands and ran away.

Mo Lang turned around and saw Jiu Zhan standing behind him, and smiled at him, "Am I not very funny..."

Jiu Zhan blinked his eyes full of moonlight, and then said: "If you want to be funny, otherwise we will go to Fengyue later..." He quacked a few times. "I'm sick!" Mo Lang sighed through his breath, and walked past him.

Jiu Zhan suddenly grabbed Mo Lang's arm, frowned and said, "Why did you say I'm not your friend just now?"

Mo Lang: "...It wasn't originally..."

Jiu Zhan stiffened his face, frowned, looked deeply into Mo Lang's eyes and asked, "Then who am I to you?"

Mo Lang puffed up his cheeks, exhaled a sullen breath and blew his oblique bangs that half covered his brows and eyes, and said without looking back: "Not friends."

Nine Wars: "…………………"