Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

I can't extricate myself, but I have been cursed that if I fall in love, I won't be able to survive three months of catastrophe.

Whenever love fails, he will run to drink, just like getting himself drunk outside the school, drinking until he loses consciousness and talks a lot.

I don't know what happened before that, but after Mu Feng met him, he saw people who spent the New Year at the police station after drinking and fighting, and also saw people who were delirious and ran to the top of the building to blow the wind and almost fell off, dragging strangers and not throwing them away. Abandoning oneself is even more common among common people.The most serious one was that he drank himself into stomach bleeding, lay in the hospital for several days, and when he was done, he was still smiling and hooking up with people, which frightened Mu Feng half to death.

So as soon as Qi Shaochuan said "broken love", Mu Feng's alarm bells would ring loudly. I don't know what he could do this time.

As he was worrying, he felt his hands warm up, turned around and saw Nian Qi's hand lightly covering his five fingers, his expression was serious, his eyes were wrinkled and he looked at himself.

Although Nian Qi didn't say anything, Mu Feng knew that he was probably worried about himself.

Mu Feng smiled comfortingly, lowered his head to let himself relax, and said to him: "It's nothing, I know where he is, and I'm sure we can find him."

Twenty Seven was silent for a while, then squeezed his hand tightly, then quietly took it back.

The taxi turned to a quiet street, and finally stopped at the entrance of an alley, and the car couldn't get in any further, so he had to walk.

After Mu Feng gave the money and thanked the driver, he walked into the alley, turned two corners, and stopped under a light blue signboard, then pushed the door and walked in naturally.

Twenty Seven looked up before going in with him, and there were only two words on the signboard: Cloud.

Pushing open the door, the copper wind chimes hanging on the corner of the door jingle and jingle, and there is slow music playing in the store. There are bunches of soft lazy sofa chairs piled up everywhere, and rows of old wooden floor. There are many scattered seats, which seem to be messy, but in fact they are well organized.

There are purple tassel curtains hanging in front of the coated glass by the window, and several booths are scattered around.

It was evening, and there were not many people, but a few couples snuggled together in the dark, talking softly and kissing from time to time.

Twenty-seven is used to moving in the dark, and this kind of light can't affect his sight at all. After walking a few steps, he became more and more surprised, his eyes widened and he looked at the couples embracing each other in the store.

Because the couples were paired, they were obviously genuine men.

"Don't look at anything wrong..." Nian Qi bowed his head and hurried away, bumping into Mu Feng's back in front of him unexpectedly.

Mu Feng looked back at him and said, "Just follow me, their affairs have nothing to do with you." He thought of something, and then said, "If you feel uncomfortable here, you can wait for me outside the door for a while, I will bring Shang Qi Shaochuan will go out immediately."

Nian Qi paused, glanced at the restless darkness around him, shook his head firmly, and followed Mu Feng's pace.

cloud.

Obviously, it is a bar, but the point of this bar is that it is a low-key homosexual bar, and most of the customers who come and go are old customers introduced by the circle. I can make a familiar face.

Mu Feng knew that "Cloud" was brought by Qi Shaochuan, because it is relatively quiet here, and the people who come here are very well-behaved, without the smoky atmosphere of some bars outside, it is also a good place to spend time.

If he is idle, Qi Shaochuan will invite him to have a drink and have a good time. The "old place" they agreed to refers to this "cloud".

Mu Feng bypassed the small hall and the miniature singing stage on the side, and walked straight to the bar.

A man in a leather jacket on the singing stage was tuning a guitar. The straight beam of light from the angle hit Mu Feng's passing figure. His handsome profile flashed past, but it happened to fall into the man's eyes.

The man plucked a few strings leisurely, squinted his eyes and looked at Mu Feng, and the toe of the Martin boots tied with complicated shoelaces rhythmically touched the ground.

Twenty Seven then passed the stage and gave him a warning look.

The man turned a blind eye to it, but instead raised Nian Qi in a stern manner, flicked his thumb on the strings, lifted it up and wiped his lips slowly and provocatively.

Mu Feng heard the sound of the ground and looked back, only to see the two people on and off the stage staring at each other coldly.

There was a smell of gunpowder in his eyes.

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at the stage.

27: What are you looking at!

Man in Martin boots: I'll just take a look at it!

27: Look again!

Martin boots man: how are you!

27: Believe it or not if you dare to look at my daughter-in-law and hit you? !

Martin Boots Man: Which finger proves that she is your daughter-in-law?

27: I... (stare back)

Ge Mao: (Eagerly embraces 27 thighs) Heroes, don't worry!It won't be long before ten of your fingers can prove it!

27: (weird laugh) Oh?I am looking forward to it.

Doctor: Dirt!

Man in Martin boots: Convex(艹盘艹)………

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Let's talk about Qi Shaochuan's first love...it was also a romantic story...and it can be told for three days and three nights without a break.

Of course, on that dark and windy night, Qi Shaochuan used the "navel orange style" to force him up, which was also tough.

Mao admires it.

Qi Shaochuan: (Picks up the brick) Author, tell me, why my relationship has not lasted more than three months?

Ge Mao: Because you want to cross the catastrophe!

Qi Shaochuan: (puts down the brick) Oh, crossing the catastrophe... (raises the ax again)

A hair: QAQ Don't be impulsive!In fact, it is to match you with a better one!

☆、19|Flower of Gaoling

Mu Feng knew the man on the stage, but he couldn't say how familiar he was.

The man's name is Yanhuo, and his job is a young singer in a film and television entertainment company, but his future doesn't seem to be as prosperous as his name. There are too many handsome and beautiful singers on the stage.His appearance is not outstanding, without the support of a band, and he is still obsessed with the sharp rock punk style, it is difficult to become popular.

When there is no announcement, Yanhuo will come to the cloud to sing.In fact, he doesn't only know how to sing rock and roll, at least when he was in the cloud, Mu Feng heard him sing ballads and pop songs many times.

However, his understanding of Yanhuo was limited to this, because Mu Feng didn't like this person, especially the punk-style attire.

Yanhuo put down his guitar and took two steps forward. A pair of tall Martin boots were pressed against the edge of the singing platform. The bright rivets on the boots were cold and dazzling under the white light. He raised his chin and looked down at the twenty seven.

Seeing Nian Qi clenched his fists, Mu Feng quickly called him, "Nian Qi, come here!"

Twenty Seven hesitated for a while, then turned and leaned towards Mu Feng.

"That person is dangerous." Twenty Seven said in a low voice.

Mu Feng glanced back, half of Yanhuo's mouth curled up, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand on the side of his forehead to greet him, the metal gear necklace hanging around his neck was shaking with his movements.

"Leave him alone," Mu Feng said.

This is a place Mu Feng is familiar with. Nianqi naturally has no right to talk too much, but the perennial dormancy made him instinctively judge unstable factors. He felt that that man was not a good person.

Goblets of different sizes hang upside down under the dark blue overhead light on the bar counter, and a bartender in a bow tie is studying a pair of dice against the light source.

Mu Feng walked to the bar and saw Qi Shaochuan sitting opposite the bartender.

"Hey, isn't this our Kaolin flower!" Wei Wei is not only the signature bartender in the store, but also one of Yunyun's shareholding owners. He smiled and threw the dice up, and caught it with his backhand when it fell.

Wei Wei called him the "Flower of Gaoling" in the clouds.

The people who come and go to the Cloud Bar are either idle and bored waiting for an affair, or disheartened to get drunk, or lonely and empty to make an appointment, but those who really have a date will not go to this corner of the small bar Come to pass the time.

Qi Shaochuan probably belongs to the former, but Mu Feng does not belong to any.

Mu Feng is quite well-known in the cloud, because he has a good-looking face, and he looks like a 23-[-] when he is about to run three. He sits in the bar and is a piece of sweet pastry. Put it on the counter, and everyone who comes and goes will look at him more.

At first, Wei Wei thought that he was just waiting for the price because of his face, and looked down on him very much. After getting to know him for a long time, he found that he was lukewarm, and no one liked to talk to him except Qi Shaochuan. If someone posted it without knowing what to do , will also be blinded.

Later he also knew that Mu Feng was a strange person who came to Yunyun purely and purely for drinking.

Probably since then, regular customers have known that there is a "high mountain flower" in the clouds, which can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

Mu Feng ignored Wei Wei's ridicule, but patted Qi Shaochuan on the shoulder: "Hey, Shaochuan, wake up!"

Qi Shaochuan was lying on the bar counter with an empty wine bottle in his arms, his face was pale by the reflection of the white translucent countertop.He waved the hand on his shoulder, changed direction and continued to lie on his stomach.

Wei Wei played with the dice, curled his lips and said, "Young Master Qi has been here all afternoon, and he drank a bottle by himself without being accompanied by anyone. It's so pitiful." He clicked his tongue twice, and sighed softly at Mu Feng, "Yes Didn't you fall in love again?"

Qi Shaochuan didn't know whether he was drunk or not, and suddenly sat up and shouted: "Who is broken in love! Who are you talking about!"

Wei Wei took a step back and raised his hands: "Yes, I'm broken in love."

Mu Feng pulled the wine bottle out of Qi Shaochuan's arms, glanced at the label, and said in a rather unfriendly tone, "43° foreign wine, did you give him a bottle?"

Wei Wei took the wine bottle that was thrown over and shook his head helplessly: "He snatched it from my counter. Besides, I'm in business, and Mr. Qi said he wants to drink, can I stop him?"

"When he's drunk, you won't be able to make a deal." Mu Feng grabbed Qi Shaochuan by the collar, trying to tear him off the bar.

Qi Shaochuan struggled a bit, and suddenly stretched out his arm to push Mu Feng away.Drunk people are inexplicably strong, Mu Feng staggered backwards, and fell directly into a firm and warm embrace.

Nian Qi held Mu Feng's arm and helped him stand still.

When Mu Feng got up, he accidentally stepped on Er Qiyi's foot. He quickly lifted up and said sorry. After a while, he came back and added a sentence of thanks.

Nian Qi didn't say anything, just followed Mu Feng closely, not willing to take a step further.

Probably because he regained his energy after squinting on his stomach for a while, Qi Shaochuan woke up and started to drink again. Wei Wei was grabbed by his sleeve and couldn't escape, so he had to take out a bottle of alcoholic drink to fool him.

Mu Feng walked over and held Qi Shaochuan's hand, a little angry: "Are you crazy enough, come home with me!"

Qi Shaochuan raised his eyes and looked at Mu Feng redly: "Why should I go back with you?"

Mu Feng froze for a moment, sat down on the high stool next to him, and said a little dumbfounded, "Crying?"

"No." Qi Shaochuan rubbed his eyes.

"Don't rub it, the more you rub it, the uglier it will be." Mu Feng took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his eyes, "If you divide it, you will divide it, and find another one. Some of our beautiful Mr. Qi are liked by others. Right."

Qi Shaochuan snuffed his nose, and blew it with the tissue that wiped his eyes.

"I can't really cry." Mu Feng looked at him and smiled, and gave him another pack of tissues.

Qi Shaochuan finished blowing his nose, picked up the drink and took a big sip, without looking at Mu Feng, was silent for a while and suddenly sobbed in despair: "Yes, why did I cry, you try to break up love four or five times a year... "

Mu Feng opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing how to comfort him.

Qi Shaochuan recovered after smoking for a while. He turned to look at Mu Feng, pinched his face again, and said with alcohol reeking all over his face: "Xiaofeng, you are too cruel. You never cry when you lose love, I know. I cry when you break up in love, I cry harder than I break up in love..."

"Okay, stop talking." Mu Feng grabbed his hand and stopped in a low voice.

"But you have only broken up in love once, right once!" Qi Shaochuan raised a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "I know, you must hate me, I think..." He belched, reeking of alcohol Chongtian, "This is called retribution. Before you find me, I may... hiccup! It won't be all right!"

Mu Feng was a little unhappy, "I hate what you are doing, don't talk nonsense, wake up and come home with me."

"How can you not hate me, it's me, me..."

"Qi Shaochuan!" Mu Feng's face darkened, he stood up and stared at someone who was drunk, "Don't think I won't scold you when you're drunk, every time you drink like this, you know, I'm used to you Just because you are my friend doesn't mean I really agree with your ostentatious temperament!"

Qi Shaochuan was stunned for a moment, and his anger also surged up, and he strengthened his courage: "I don't need to agree, Xiaofeng, what right do you have to say about me? So what if I'm broken in love, at least I dare to like it, how about you!"

He poked Mu Feng's chest hard.

"Don't pretend to be confused and put the matter on me. You know why you fell out of love. Qi Shaochuan, in the final analysis, neither of us is better than the other!" Mu Feng swept his chest open hands.

Mu Feng himself has a very good temper, and few people can make him lose his temper like this. When he yelled like this, everyone in the bar stopped their movements and looked over.

Yanhuo played with the gears on the necklace with his fingers, looking at them leisurely.

Wei Wei was also taken aback by the yelling behind the bar. He didn't know why Mu Feng suddenly exploded while talking.After realizing it, he hurriedly separated the two, lowered his head and poured a glass of ice water, looked at Qi Shaochuan whose face was drowsy from alcohol, and decided to say to the sober Mu Feng: "He is a drunkard, what are you arguing with him, calm down."

Mu Feng drank the ice water Wei Wei gave him in one gulp, and took a deep breath.After calming down, I also felt that I really overreacted just now, and I was burned up when I was provoked by a drunkard.

Nian Qi thought about the current situation, leaned down to approach Mu Feng, and asked in his ear: "Master, are you okay? How about knocking Mr. Qi unconscious and taking him away."

Hearing Nian Qi's proposal, Mu Feng was surprised at first, but then thought of Nian Qi's method, it seems that it is not impossible to knock Qi Shaochuan unconscious, so he seriously thought about the success rate of knocking people unconscious and taking them away without causing a concussion.

Just when Mu Feng was thinking about something, another person stood in front of him.

He was not dizzy yet, and he knew who it was when he saw the rivets on the man's feet, but he didn't pay attention to it.On the other hand, Twenty Seven took a step forward to block Mu Feng.

Yanhuo turned the metal ring on his hand, looked at Nianqi with a smile, and said to Mu Feng, "This is... a bodyguard?"

Mu Feng didn't want to go back, but Yanhuo seemed to be standing there refusing to leave, so he had no choice but to look up at Yanhuo and said, "Friend."

Yan Huo smiled strangely: "Friend? It can't be... a friend in that respect?"

Which aspect is that? Mu Feng was a little surprised, and then he really fixed his eyes on Yanhuo's face.The man was smiling, his eyebrows were raised, and there was a golden stud on one ear.

Yanhuo stretched out one foot, stepped on the foot ring of the high stool between Mu Feng's legs, bent down and carelessly flicked away a little dust on the shoe surface.Then he raised his head and looked at Mu Feng playfully.

The aura emanating from him forced Mu Feng to retreat, and his back hit the bar behind him.

"Flower of Gaoling, huh?" Yanhuo laughed, and put his finger on Mu Feng's collar.

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A little theater of unrestrained and unrestrained love for a lifetime:

Yanhuo: Flower of Gaoling, hehehe...

Doctor: Ah, what are you going to do!

Yanhuo: (raise half of the eyebrows, hook the corners of the mouth) You are screaming, beauty, no one will save you even if you broke your throat~~~

Doctor: ▼_▼Dude, can the lines not be so old-fashioned?

Yanhuo:. . . . .This script is wrong, director! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Doctor: ▼_▼Also, after careful observation, I seriously suspect that you have facial paralysis due to hemistroke.

Yanhuo:. . . . .I can't be a director in this play! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

27: (raise hand) Director, why am I suddenly disconnected?

Ge Mao: Mo Fang!The director is giving you a big move!

☆、20|Special hobbies

Yanhuo pinches Mu Feng's collar, and touches his neck intentionally or unintentionally with his fingers.

Before Mu Feng opened his mouth, Erqi grabbed Yanhuo's wrist, stared at him fiercely, and said, "Let go."

Yanhuo smiled, turned around and asked Nianqi: "Who are you, why do you let go when you say let go?"

Nian Qi looked at Mu Feng, then at Yan Huo with an arrogant expression, his subordinates became stronger, "Presumptuous, the young master is my master, please stay away from the young master."

master.

Yanhuo couldn't help laughing, loosened Mu Feng's collar in a playful way, raised his hand and snapped his fingers at Wei Wei: "Two glasses of deep water, thank you."

Yanhuo is a regular customer of Yunyun, and also a resident singer hired by Yunyun. Although he has a bit of a temper, he is still a good person. Wei Wei didn't think too much about it. "Flower of Gaoling".

With the mentality of watching a play, Wei Wei took vodka and beer from the counter, and lined up large and small glasses.

Mu Feng heard the sound of bartending behind him, looked straight at Yanhuo, and said, "What do you want to do?"

Yanhuo shrugged his shoulders, "Qi Shaochuan is also drunk, and he won't be able to leave for a while. Why don't you have a glass of wine and rest for a while?"

"I don't drink." Mu Feng waved his hand, pushing away the person in front of him to stand up.Yanhuo didn't intend to stop him, so he stepped back half a step, squinted his eyes and smiled at him.

Qi Shaochuan was still holding the drink and talking to himself, Yanhuo glanced at him, interposed between him and Mu Feng, and said to Qi Shaochuan with a smile: "Young Master Qi, you are in a bad mood, let me talk to you chat?"

Qi Shaochuan looked up vaguely, "Who are you...ah?"

Yanhuo leaned down, and while Wei Wei wasn't paying attention, he stretched out his arms and took out a bottle of beer from the bar, pried off the cap and handed it to Qi Shaochuan, saying, "What did you just say, before he finds his other half... you Not happy, are you?"

Qi Shaochuan turned his head to look at the person his thumb was pointing at, reached out to scoop up the beer, and nodded emphatically.

"Shao Chuan, you can't drink any more!" Mu Feng said, but was also blocked by Yan Huo, and could only look at his back angrily.

Yan Huo said again: "Why don't I treat him as a good person and take him away?"

"Ah?" Qi Shaochuan didn't hear clearly, and didn't have the energy to listen to what he said. After a while, there was no movement, and it seemed to be in a daze after a long time. Oh, a few times.

Yanhuo snorted, at this time Wei Wei brought out two glasses of wine, pushed them onto the bar counter, and then sank two small glasses filled with vodka into them.

Mu Feng watched them sink to the bottom, and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Yanhuo knocked on the table, picked up one of the cups, and said to Mu Feng, "Respect our kaolin flowers." After holding it for a long time, his hands were sore and Mu Feng didn't move, he smiled After a while: "For the sake of Young Master Qi, how about some face?"

Mu Feng also smiled politely: "Don't you think it's a bit abrupt to buy a depth charge when you come up?"

The spirits glass was shaking slightly in his hand, and the small cup inside hit the wall of the glass crisply, and the beer and vodka gradually mixed together, stringing fine foam.

"It's not offensive at all. I've wanted to catch up with you for a long time." Yanhuo took a sip from the rim of his cup and said slowly, "Dr. Mu, you may not remember me. Five years ago, the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University Emergency department, we've seen it."

Hearing what he said, Mu Feng was forced to recall.Five years ago, when he was a graduate student, he was so busy with transfer internships and lab experiments that he couldn't remember some details.

The emergency department is probably also a matter during the transfer period. There are so many patients coming and going every day, how can he remember them all.

Seeing that he frowned, Yanhuo smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's normal that you don't remember, because at that time, I wasn't what I am now."

Mu Feng looked at him strangely, and Yanhuo thoughtfully pointed to his earrings, necklace, and sharp clothing.Mu Feng imagined that he would look like a handsome man without these decorations.

"Acute appendicitis, you dealt with it," Yanhuo took another sip of wine and praised, "It's great, it's great."

Mu Feng suddenly took a deep breath, and he remembered that the appendicitis he took over during the graduate school and the first time he handled it with his own hands was indeed a young boy, but at that time he focused on the operation, He didn't pay attention to what the man looked like.

Yanhuo lowered his head and approached Mu Feng, and continued with a slight smell of alcohol: "At that time, I was lying on the operating table, except for the light, there was a sterile cloth covering my body, it was very cold, and I was very scared."

The intentionally lowered voice, mixed with the spirit of vodka, made Mu Feng feel sick.

"But I saw you, holding a knife, standing in front of me, looking down at me coldly and calmly. Do you know what I was thinking at that time?" He asked Mu Feng.

Mu Feng turned his face sideways in annoyance, expressing that he wasn't interested at all.

Yan Huo smiled ferociously, making Mu Feng feel the hairs all over his body stand on end, he blew a breath towards Mu Feng maliciously, forcing him to turn around and look at himself: "I think, when I recover, I will definitely Come back and find you."

Mu Feng: "..."

"I want to take away the knife in your hand, cut the clothes off your body, tie you to the operating table with a catheter, turn on the shadowless lamp, and illuminate every inch of your body. Let your obsidian-like eyes look at me , just look at me. Look at me laughing, or crying..."

He bared his teeth and grinned like a beast, each sentence more exaggerated and explicit than the last.

"Shut up!" Mu Feng stood up suddenly, raised his hand and swept away the wine glass in front of him, and the depth charge exploded on the ground like a real bomb.

Twenty-seven took a step forward, ready to make a move at any time.

Yanhuo laughed, not caring about Mu Feng's anger at all, and even more ignoring Nianqi's gaze, he said, "It's a pity that when I went to look for you later, you were no longer there."

"But, my dear Dr. Mu, it's too cold at the top, why don't you consider falling into my arms?"

Mu Feng laughed back angrily: "You? I'm not interested in playing house games with a punk who claims to be "Qilang"."

Shichiro, Qijiro in one night.

Yan Huo said, "Qilang is not good?" He approached and wanted to put his arms around Mu Feng's waist, but he was not disappointed when the other side avoided him, but instead smiled and said, "But if I'm with you, it's considered Plato's love." Not bad."

Mu Feng snorted.

Yanhuo clicked his tongue, and walked over in an instant, pressing the other party in front of the bar, imprisoned between his two arms with nowhere to escape.Mu Feng struggled for a while, and looked at Nian Qi in a panic.

In an instant, Nian Qi grabbed Yan Huo's shoulder, and ordered him coldly, "Get out of the way."

The two fought secretly, and even though Nian Qi did not use all his strength out of fear of hurting others, Yan Huo did not waver in the slightest.Mu Feng cried out secretly, it seems that the power of Yanhuo should not be underestimated.

Seeing that the momentum seemed to be developing in an unknown direction, Wei Wei didn't know whether to persuade him or wait and see, so he had to sneak in: "He is a black belt in Taekwondo and has won a national award..."

Mu Feng: "..."

Yanhuo resisted the power that Nianqi exerted on him, and looked at Mu Feng with an evil smile: "This person, I call you master, is it possible...do you still have that hobby?"

"...Which aspect?" Mu Feng couldn't help asking.

Yanhuo lowered his head, lying next to Mu Feng's ear and moving his mouth, a gust of hot air flowed into his ear socket, blowing Mu Feng into a jolt, looking at Yanhuo in disbelief: "What did you say..."

He knows that there is a type of people who are not satisfied with ordinary love/love stimulation, and seek more from heresy. They may simply use provocative language, or assist various props, to find so-called love from pain, humiliation and oppression. Pleasure/feeling is the so-called S-M.

Although Mu Feng knew it, it didn't mean he was one of them.

Yanhuo admired the other party's surprised expression very much, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I am too. It's just that I'm a little curious... between the two of us, who will be the one who is in control?"

"Go away!" Mu Feng shivered all over his body, "I have no interest in you or your hobbies!"

Yanhuo slowly folded his arms and spoke softly: "Don't worry, my skills are famous. I don't believe that you never have desires, as long as you have desires, I can make you surrender."

Mu Feng sneered, and paused: "You overestimate me, I never surrender to desire."

"Then what are you surrendering to?" Yanhuo suddenly raised his voice, glanced at Nianqi provocatively, then turned to Mu Feng and said, "This stupid little pet? Or is it... who pushed you to the so-called 'high level'?" Lingzhihua's altar man?"

"...you..." Mu Feng was startled suddenly, staring at Yanhuo with his eyes wide open, and after a while, his eyes flickered away.

"Mu Feng, to put it bluntly, you are not a high-altitude flower, why do you have to make a pitiful appearance, thinking that you are a chaste and strong woman, but in the end you are not—"

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Mu Feng yelled, his face pale and bloodless.

"Young master!" Nianqi said anxiously, secretly clenched his hands.

"Yanhuo, you are enough, don't cause trouble!" Wei Wei also advised him.

Yanhuo suppressed Mu Feng's hand, as if he didn't hear anything, glanced at Nianqi disdainfully, straightened Mu Feng's chin with one hand, and greedily traced his outline, getting closer little by little.

I don't know if it was the courage of the two sips of strong wine, or the joy of close contact, the man looked at Mu Feng's face close at hand, and his expression almost revealed the madness of success.

"I've liked you since five years ago..."

While Yanhuo expressed his confession absently, he slowly pressed down on Mu Feng's lips.

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Come again to mess with the small theater:

Sanhuo: Director, what kind of script is this!I don't have such a hobby!

Ge Mao: Shut up, the director said you have it, so you have it!

Sanhuo: But (laughs) the latter script is pretty good, can I give the doctor a kiss? !

27: (sneering) You can try it if you have the guts.

Doctor: ▼_▼

☆、21|You fucking

Yanhuo gradually approached, and his entire face gradually lost focus in Mu Feng's eyes.Just when those lips were about to stick together, Yanhuo suddenly threw his head back, and his neck was pulled into a straight line.

Twenty Seven grabbed his hair and pulled it back fiercely, and went around with one hand to grab his neck.

Yanhuo focused all his attention on Mu Feng, but he didn't expect someone to slap him from behind. He immediately let go of Mu Feng in pain, and grabbed Nianqi's wrist with his backhand.

"What do you want to do, huh?" Yanhuo grinned grinningly, gritted his teeth and looked at Twenty Seven, gradually exerting strength in his hands.

Twenty-seven's face darkened, and his eyes seemed to freeze when looking at the man, but the veins on the back of his hands showed his anger.He didn't reply to Yanhuo, he clenched his hand towards Yanhuo into a fist, then retracted his wrist suddenly, and hammered hard at his chest again.

The man was short of breath for a moment when he was hit by the hammer, his eyes flickered and he took a few steps back.

Twenty-seven glanced at him and made no follow-up actions, but turned around to help Mu Feng up, and asked him in a low voice if he was okay.

Mu Feng shook his head and stretched his wrist.

Nian Qi noticed that both of his wrists were clenched with red marks, forming a stark contrast on his fair skin, his eyes darkened immediately, and he asked briefly, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Feng put down his sleeves, hid his wrist, raised his head and said suddenly: "Be careful!"

Twenty-seven suddenly tensed up, his forearms clenched, and he bent his elbows and hit the lower abdomen of the sudden onslaught of flames, his heels remained motionless, his soles brushed the ground, turned around cleanly, and stretched out his arms to hit his chest.

Yanhuo also grew up in the Taekwondo gym since he was a child, and he won no more than one row of national awards. How could he bear to be defeated by a follower? He took a step back and rolled up his sleeves.

There was silence in the air for a few minutes, and there was a faint smell of spirits.

Twenty Seven also unbuttoned a few buttons on the top of the clothes, and pulled the collar, revealing a small piece of slender chest.He was no different than Yan Huo, he didn't have any extra posture on his body, he just stood upright, blinked slowly, and looked at the opponent who was ready to attack.

Others in the store consciously moved away from this place, standing far away in a corner that would not be affected, and some meddlers who watched the excitement even bet on the outcome of the two.

Most people bet on Yanhuo to win. After all, before he debuted as a singer, he was considered a half-professional taekwondo fighter.As for the new twenty-seven, no one can figure out his background, only judging by his thin and tall stature, he may not be Yan Huo's opponent.

Some people also said, "What do you know, the masters are all among the people, look at that popular and calm person, maybe he can put Yanhuo in one move?"

"Blow it and you will." The others laughed.

Yanhuo heard the approval of others, but at the moment he couldn't feel complacent. He had personally experienced the two moves just now, and there was no sloppy element in them. The other party even had the time to take care of Mu Feng, clearly not putting him in the eyes.

Wei Wei was behind the bar, dumbfounded, but he also knew that what happened today was Yan Huo's fault.Yanhuo is usually used to pulling his head down, so it would be great if someone can dampen his spirit today.

It's just that he doesn't own the things in the store alone, and it's not okay to smash them, so he raised his voice and shouted at them: "Hey, if you want to fight, just take it out—" Go out and fight, before finishing talking, the flames suddenly started up.

Twenty Seven still didn't move, just watched Yanhuo rushing towards him.

The man smiled disdainfully, thinking that the other party hadn't reacted yet, and gathered all his strength together, preparing to give him a hard blow.

"Nian Qi!" Mu Feng stood up nervously, subconsciously wanting to grab Nian Qi.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was warmth in the palm of his hand. Nian Qi grabbed him and pressed him on the seat, and said in a calm voice, "Young master, don't move." The moment Mu Feng was stunned, Nian Qi had already disappeared in front of him. .

That figure was like a gust of wind, brushing past the flames, circling around behind the person, grabbing his arm and bending it backwards.

Yanhuo didn't have time to be surprised, he just heard a yell, and he was thrown to the floor with such force that the surrounding seats were shaken and shifted a little.

He was pressed on the floor and paused for a few seconds, then suddenly cursed "You son of a bitch", broke free from Erqi's restraints, and kicked him over.

Twenty-seven leaned back to avoid the wind of his legs, kicked him to the ground when Yanhuo was trying to turn over, and kicked the seat in the direction where he fell ahead of time.

As soon as the man touched the ground, a knee hit his stomach, and Yan Huo immediately curled up and howled in pain.

"It's just a dog's leg!" While screaming in pain, Yanhuo still didn't forget to taunt him, and turned his eyes to look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Twenty Seven snorted coldly, tore off the necklace around his neck, and pinched the thin piece of gear metal in his hand.He pressed Yanhuo with one knee and couldn't move, and pulled his face with two fingers, just like how he treated Mu Feng just now.

In those invisible pupils, there was only boundless darkness, Yan Huo closed his mouth and looked at Twenty Seven.

"This knife is your punishment for your disrespect to the young master." Nian Qi said, the gear plate shook in his hand, and when he retracted his palm, there was a trace of blood on the sharp corner of the gear.

Yanhuo gradually felt the pain on his chin, "What did you do!" He opened his mouth to speak, the corners of his mouth were sharp and painful, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it, there was a fishy-sweet smell of blood and an unknown wound.

In addition to singing, his face is the guy he eats. If he hurts his face, one can imagine how much it hurts a singer.Yanhuo almost blurted out, "Fuck you!"

The metal sheet between the fingers had already slid down the chin to the side of the neck, and stood there, a little cold, Yan Huo gritted his teeth and turned his head, feeling as unconvinced as he wanted.

Twenty-seven rolled metal on his neck, and the blood vessels and veins under it twitched, "You can say one more... last word."

"You—" Yanhuo looked at him in disbelief.

"Okay Nianqi." Mu Feng came over, he knew that Nianqi had this ability, and he had the courage, he looked down at Yanhuo, and made sure that the wound was not serious, and it would not leave any obvious wound after it healed. only because of his scar, he said, "Don't get your hands dirty because of him."

Nian Qi turned his head and looked up at Mu Feng, with