Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Xue Dingbang moved his lips, wanting to deny it, but finally said it with a gentle smile, but he was sure.

"Yes," he said, "girlfriend."

The magician shrugged without saying a word, and popped a coin from his fingertips, which landed on Schrödingbang's chest.Xue Dingbang took a look - it was the coin pierced by the toothpick.

The magician clasped his fingers together, raised his hands and strode away.His slender back, as well as the thin legs and thin ankles under the cropped pants, cannot but be impressive.

Seeing his back going away, Xue Dingbang stroked his lips.The aroma of strawberry milk is still there.The soft touch doesn't seem to fade away either.

Xue Dingbang didn't know how he spent the next time.On rare occasions he wandered the streets, wandering aimlessly here and there.When night fell, Xue Dingbang, who was thirsty and tired, stopped at the door of a strange bar.

Pushing open the door of the bar, Xue Dingbang walked to the bar.It was still early, and there were not many people in the bar.And judging from the decoration and lighting, it is also full of warmth and human touch.Under the warm yellow light, the bartender stood at the bar and poured various liquors into the mixing glasses.

Xue Dingbang ordered a cocktail, and just put the rim of the glass to his lips, before he could swallow a drop, he was distracted by a familiar voice.

"Hey, you are also a magician." Turning his head, Xue Dingbang saw the magician who kissed him forcefully, smiling flatteringly and sweetly at him.

Xue Dingbang curled his lips and did not correct his misunderstanding. He didn't care about Xue Dingbang's indifference, and stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Maeda Chris, and you can call me Chris! What about you?"

Maeda Chris... Maeda?Chris?

Before calling out his name, Xue Dingbang first turned the name in his throat, and then put it on the tip of his tongue to savor it carefully.Maeda sounds like a Japanese surname, and it is a bit strange to match the English name "Chris".

Xue Dingbang looked along his outstretched hand.He has a pair of beautiful hands that belong to a magician, with long and thin fingers that are fully knit.Xue Dingbang gently held that hand, and introduced himself with his usual gentle and kind smile: "My name is Xue, Xue Dingbang."

"Are you Chinese?" Maeda Chris sat down with his back against the bar, his flexible body twisted like a cat, "Bob, as usual, give me a non-alcoholic drink."

Maeda Chris leaned his elbows on the bar, leaned back his neck, and bent it into a fascinating arc.The soft black hair swayed with his movements, like the spring breeze blowing willow branches.

Xue Dingbang gulped down the wine in the glass, the burning sensation of the alcohol rushed straight to the top of his head, and even blurted out his tone a little offended: "So what?"

Chris Maeda blinked, his deer-like eyes were full of innocence: "Can I call you Dingbangsang?"

Xue Dingbang nodded and smiled: "Yes."

After getting the drink, Chris Maeda spun around on the bar stool, happily leaned over to Xue Dingbang and asked, "Have you signed a contract with the hotel? I haven't seen you before, are you new here? A rookie magician? I don't have anything else It means, this is America, whether you are Chinese or Japanese, they will call you—”

"Asian pigs!" The laughter came from the door of the bar, and from the mouths of several young white men who looked like gangsters.They whistled a few times and gathered around, "Is there a new rookie?"

The leader rubbed against Chris Maeda's arm intentionally or unintentionally.Chris Maeda didn't seem to like this, and leaned towards Xue Dingbang.

The little gangster ate a bit, and pursed his mouth indifferently, "Oh, it's your new prey."

Maeda Chris lowered his eyelids, and slid his fingers around the mouth of the cup: "It's none of your business, right? You are so free, why don't you practice how to play poker?"

The young man blushed, pointed at Chris Maeda, and remained silent for a while.

"You, you have to be careful!" He raised his head, turned to pointing at Xue Dingbang and yelled loudly, "This guy is a famous siren siren in this area, anyone who is confused by him will be dragged into the water by him die!"

Chris Maeda stood up abruptly, grabbed Xue Dingbang's arm and pulled him to his side, hugged him tightly, raised eyebrows provocatively and said, "This is my boyfriend!"

Boy friend?

Schrödingbang lowered his eyelids and looked at the magician hanging on his arm through his eyelashes.A slight blush seeped from under his fair skin, gradually staining his creamy cheeks.The deer-like eyes were black and bright, and the entreaties revealed from them made people unable to bear to refuse no matter what.His collar was opened a little too wide, and from Xue Dingbang's perspective, his chest was stained with a layer of red.

Perhaps it was because of rubbing back and forth on his own arm on Chris Maeda's chest.

"No, I..." The words turned around in his throat, and when Xue Dingbang looked up, he showed a habitual smile on his face, "I'm not a magician. Are you here for a party today? Huh? Chris?"

The slightly raised ending sound is gentle and pampering.Maeda Chris was overjoyed, hugged his arm and dawdled enthusiastically. "I'm not very familiar with them, Dingbangsang." Chris Maeda's sweet voice, together with the cocktail he just drank, rippling in his heart, "Shall we drink somewhere else?"

"Tsk..." Next to the young man, a man with a dangling body and a glass in his hand came over, "This is the Magician's Bar, didn't you look at it before entering?" He lit a cigarette and sprayed it at Xue Dingbang's face, Touching his brown beard, his face was full of pride, "You don't know how to read? Have you ever been to school?"

The smile on the corner of Xue Dingbang's mouth lost its warmth in an instant.He dipped his finger into the mustache cup to soak water, tilted his head and wrote a Chinese character on the bar counter carelessly.

"You..." Mustache raised his hand, picked up the wine and was about to pour it on Xue Dingbang.But Xue Dingbang moved faster, grabbed his wrist and twisted his back, and at the same time firmly pressed his head next to the word.

"Do you know this word?" Xue Dingbang's voice was still soft, but it made people shudder, "If you don't know it, it's not too late to start school now."

Seeing their companions deflated, others wanted to rush over and besiege them.Xue Dingbang grabbed the back of Mustache's neck, put his foot in the crook of his leg, and kicked him back to the troublemakers.

Seeing someone fighting, the bouncer at the bar rushed over immediately.The bartender waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Oh, no! You can't fight here!"

Xue Dingbang put his arm around Chris Maeda's shoulder, and pulled out a hundred-yuan bill with the other hand and put it on the bar.

"Don't look for it."

The bodyguard with a big waist and a round body swayed his head and tilted his head to make them leave.Xue Dingbang glanced at them, not at all embarrassed by being kicked out of the bar.He is so imposing, on the contrary, those bodyguards are like guards escorting them away.Before turning around to leave the bar, Xue Dingbang suddenly turned his head, and those rogue-like magicians took a step back in fright.

"Remember, don't make it difficult for Chris in the future." Xue Dingbang pointed to the broken wound on Mustache's mouth, "Otherwise, that word will become a reality."

Maeda Chris smiled very happily. He waved his hands and said to the bodyguards: "Gentlemen, I regret not being able to attend your party! I wish you a happy night!"

The bodyguards escorted them out and even opened the door for them like servants.It can be seen that Maeda Chris is a regular customer of this bar, and he will never be an unwelcome guest before.

"Thanks," Maeda Chris whistled, winking at the bodyguard who was opening the door for them, "I owe you a favor. When I come back next week, buy you a drink."

There was a trace of embarrassment on the bartender's stubborn granite face.Fortunately, Xue Dingbang took Maeda Chris to leave decently, which did not hinder his work more.

They went out and walked on the road in Las Vegas, Chris Maeda grabbed Schradingbang's arm, happy like a bird.The night wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the street lamps shone brightly in his eyes.

"Thank you for helping me out! Hahaha, look at his appearance!" Maeda Chris smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and his voice was so sweet that water dripped out, "Can I repay you? Dingbangsang?"

Xue Dingbang pushed his hand away, deliberately distanced himself from him, and changed the subject: "Who are they?"

Chris Maeda clasped his hands together, and his sigh was a helpless compromise: "Magicians also have factions, Dingbangsang. They call themselves the 'Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse' and look down on all people of color. Because these guys feel that I stole They work, so it's hard for me. I think they have Ku Klux Klan members. Who knows?"

The shadow of the tree whirled, swaying on Chris Maeda's face.Xue Dingbang looked at him quietly, watching him raise his neck and let out a long breath.

"Dingbangsang, it's really not easy to survive in this city of sin!" At that moment, Maeda Chris looked very lonely, but soon, he resumed his trademark flattering smile, " Let's go to the hotel!"

Chris Maeda was completely beyond Schrödingbang's cognition, and his thinking jumped so fast that people couldn't keep up.

Xue Dingbang thought for a while, then said softly: "We just met today."

"Now the siren siren is going to lure you." The little face that was too pretty suddenly magnified in front of Xue Dingbang's eyes.Instinctively, he took a step back, bumping his back against the trunk of a street tree.The palm tree rustled, and Chris Maeda took another step closer to Xue Dingbang. His hot breath patted Xue Dingbang's face, "Then you, are you afraid?"

Xue Dingbang froze in place.

The little fox-like guy slowly approached his face.From the slightly trembling lips, a warm breath exhaled, with a bewitching sweet fragrance.His eyes moved slightly, and the waves of light flowed, full of infinite charm.

"Dingbangsang, don't you dare?"

"Dingbangsang, are you afraid or shy?"

"Dingbangsang, why are you shaking?"

He asked three times in one breath, and an inexplicable irritability rose from his chest to his forehead.In his black eyes, Xue Dingbang saw his own reflection.

Palm leaves whirled overhead, and all kinds of cars roared by on the street.The headlights flickered, dragging out a long tail.

The wind stopped, and insects could be heard from somewhere in the noisy city.That melodious voice made a weak sound under the roar of the giant steel beast in the city.

Knowing that they can't withstand the roar of the giant mechanical beasts, they are still screaming stubbornly.It screamed to the tip of my heart, trembling, moving the string in my heart back and forth.

The author has something to say:

Schrödingbang: Your name is a bit special.

Maeda Chris: Huh?Have it?

Xue Dingbang: Japanese surname, English name, very rare.

Chris Maeda: Maria Ozawa, Rola Takizawa, haven’t you heard of them?

Schrodingbang: No! (firm face)