milk tea summer

Let you pay so sincerely to me?Huang Zitao walked on the street with a heavy heart, wandering aimlessly.

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When it was completely dark and the night was dark, Huang Zitao thought about the day, and Kris asked where his parents were?He smiled wryly, this was also a question he wanted to ask himself. The 14-year-old child returned home and happily opened the door, only to see his parents lying in a pool of blood.

He didn't even shed a tear. Maybe it was because his previous life was turbulent enough to make people tired. Maybe it was because his parents took him to hide and hide from some people this year. He already knew that there would be such a day Come, just didn't expect to come so fast.

Looking at the corpse, he remembered what his parents had told him, no matter what happened, he must never call the police.If people knew that he was the surviving child of the Huang family, he would definitely die.

Not knowing where his determination and cruelty came from, he joined the Bailian gang that night, and the brothers in the gang buried his parents for him.From now on, wherever there is the Bailian Gang, there is his home.And after that day, he became a person who couldn't cry.

It's not that he hasn't thought about revenge, he doesn't even know who his enemies are, so where can he take revenge?

Huang Zitao's footsteps became more and more faltering. He hadn't returned to Beicheng for a long time. If it wasn't for going back to the old street with Kris today, to the store that his parents often took him to, and if Kris hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that it had been so long. It's been so long that the panic-stricken child standing at the door of the house has grown up.

When he first entered Meitang, the first person who treated him well was the young master. Although the young master spoke harshly, he treated him sincerely.At the beginning, he was obsessed with thinking about his parents every day, which made everyone lose their souls. It was the young master who ordered him to practice martial arts every day until he was out of strength, so that he no longer had the energy to think, and then he gradually got out of that period of pain.But now, when he followed the young master wholeheartedly, even willing to hand over his life, the young master asked him to love others.

The person who can be by his side will never be the person he wants most.

For the first time in Huang Zitao's life, he had the idea of ​​getting drunk.He casually pushed open the door of a bar, walked in and sat down on the edge of the bar: "Which kind of alcohol is the strongest here?"

"Polish distilled vodka, 96% super spirit, it's dangerous to drink directly, are you sure you want this?" The waiter replied blankly. He had seen this kind of guests a lot, and he wanted to find something for himself when he came here. It's a pain to order, but few have the courage to order after asking.

"Give me a cup first." How could Huang Zitao be afraid of this, he was only afraid that he wasn't uncomfortable enough.Physical pain is better than mental pain.

"Although vodka is a strong drink, it's too boring to get drunk so quickly and hurt your body. How about trying Long Island Iced Tea?" A voice with a smile sounded from behind him.Huang Zitao turned his head to the side, and saw a well-behaved and cute boy sitting beside him, with seductive blurred eyes and red lips.

The two temperaments of innocence and sexiness are perfectly combined in him, Huang Zitao was stunned for a moment.

The boy pursed his lips and said to the waiter, "Give him a Long Island iced tea and just give me juice."

"I don't want tea, I want wine." Huang Zitao said to him.

"Long Island Iced Tea is not real tea." The boy pouted his lips slightly, and looked at him with distinct black and white eyes, nakedly seductive, Huang Zitao couldn't help it, his cheeks were slightly red.

"You're blushing, so cute." The boy seemed to have seen something strange, "Is there anyone else who can blush now?"

"Waiter, I said I want vodka, did you hear me?" Huang Zitao was so ashamed that he didn't know how to deal with this kind of teasing, instead he turned around to attack the waiter.

"What a stubborn person, I told you that Long Island Iced Tea is not tea anymore," the boy pouted, as if he had been wronged by the world, "it's a delicious wine that can make you happy."

The waiter obviously ignored Huang Zitao's masochistic request, but did what the boy said and handed him a cup of Long Island iced tea.The color of the wine was really like black tea, clear crimson with a hint of orange.

Huang Zitao picked it up and took a sip. It tasted warm and moist, sweet and sour with slight bitterness, it was really delicious.

"Am I right?" The boy looked at his expression and asked him with satisfaction, "What's your name?"

He did it on purpose, how could he not know that this person is called Huang Zitao, he is Bian Boxian, the famous Bian Boxian who runs an intelligence company at home, took a photo and sent it back to the company, and all kinds of information sent back are readily available .From the first second Huang Zitao entered the store, Bian Boxian saw this person, with a painful and dignified expression, another sad person who came to get drunk, but, does he know where this is?

This is a gay bar, and Huang Zitao didn't notice that the people sitting here are all men, some of them have been eyeing him as early as Baekhyun.Huang Zitao has a tall and slender figure, black curly hair, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his brows are full of flair. It's hard not to attract attention when such a high-quality stuff comes in.

Bian Baekhyun just took a step faster.He also wouldn't mess with people who were not of the same kind, but Huang Zitao's information clearly stated that he was Wu Shixun's subordinate, and he served him loyally. There is a feeling beyond master and servant.

It doesn't matter who he likes, as long as he likes a man, anyway, Bian Boxian only wants him for one night.

Huang Zitao drank the glass of wine in one go, and put the glass heavily on the bar: "Have another glass."

"Hey, you are so cold to me." Bian Baexian looked at him wrongedly, put his arm around his shoulder tentatively, and seeing that he didn't refuse, he put it close to his ear, "Tell me quietly, I don't talk to others explain."

To obtain information, it is inevitable to deal with people, and it is inevitable to have both sides.How to see through a person, how to make others trust him, how to get out the secrets of others, Bian Boxian is very good at it.He is such a fine person, how could Huang Zitao be his opponent?What's more, Huang Zitao usually deals with brothers in the gang, who are used to being rough and unrestrained. Now that he meets such an obedient and sensible boy, he has already unknowingly fallen into the gentle trap set by him.

He replied: "My name is Huang Zitao, how about you?"

"You can call me whatever you like." Bian Baekhyun smiled sincerely, his eyes fascinated, "waiter, give him another drink."

"Then I'll call you Xiaobai."

The corner of Bian Boxian's mouth twitched. According to the information, Xiaobai was a dog he once raised.He held back his temper and smiled sweetly: "Yes."

"Xiaobai, are you here to get drunk too?"

Of course not, I came here to have fun, otherwise why would I only drink fruit juice, Bian Baekhyun thought to himself, but followed him and said: "Yeah, I'm broken in love."

"What a coincidence, so am I." Huang Zitao lowered his head and sipped his wine, "So there are so many things like this in the world. The person I love doesn't love me, and the person who loves me doesn't love me."

"That's right, why is this happening? He usually takes good care of you, flirts with you, and soon he has someone he really loves, so he talks about being good to you and pushes you to another person." Baekhyun's tone was plaintive and nonsense.

"Then push you to another person" seemed to touch Huang Zitao's inner pain, under Bian Boxian's deliberate guidance, and because of the effect of alcohol, he began to talk endlessly, without naming names, Bian Bo Xian followed his wish and continued to chat, taking advantage of his defenselessness, he drank a lot of wine.

The magic of a drink like the Long Island Iced Tea is that, while it tastes wonderful, it's a solid liquor with a lot of stamina.Therefore, it is also called "a wolf in sheep's clothing" by the bartending industry.This title fits well with Bian Boxian himself.

Later, Huang Zitao was so drunk that he passed out, so he took the initiative to put his arms around his shoulders, as if seeing each other late: "Xiaobai, I really hate that I didn't meet you sooner, you really understand me so well."

"Yeah, I almost thought we were long-lost brothers. We are so alike." Bian Boxian stood up, helped the drunk Huang Zitao to walk out, and signaled the waiter to credit the drink money to his account .

"Xiaobai, where are you taking me?" Huang Zitao asked him with a smile, his eyes hazy.

"Go to a good place." Bian Baekhyun dragged him to the side of his car, opened the door and pushed him into the back seat.

When he was driving to the hotel, he looked in the rearview mirror at Huang Zitao who was already lying asleep in the back seat, and as usual, he felt a sense of satisfaction that the prey had been hooked.

When we arrived at the hotel, the people at the front desk saw that Bian Shao was a regular customer and brought someone here, so he got the best room without saying a word, and even helped Bian Boxian to get rid of Huang Zitao who was sinking because of drunkenness. After reaching the bed, he exited the room tactfully so as not to disturb her.

Bian Boxian went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out after putting on his bathrobe, he found Huang Zitao, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, sitting upright by the bed, looking at him with extremely clear eyes.

Bian Boxian tried to calm down, but his heart was pounding, thinking that he must have woken up so soon.

He walked up to Huang Zitao, leaned over and shook his hands in front of him a few times, and heard Huang Zitao say in a loud voice: "Vodka is just vodka, don't you look down on me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell back on the bed.

It turned out that he was talking in his sleep, Bian Boxian felt relieved, unbuttoned Huang Zitao's shirt with one hand, and slid across his chest with the other.Smooth skin, strong muscles, how long has it been since he touched such a good thing?

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