Women's clothing giants are all in love

Another year in March, the spring is cold and cold.

Song Sheng and Jiang Cheng made very fast progress.

A week after Jiang Cheng came back from the filming, he couldn't help it, and quietly proposed to Song Sheng, and Song Sheng agreed with a smile.

This incident shocked Wu Yang, Wen Liang and Xie Zhu for several days before they came to their senses. No one thought that Song Sheng would step into the marriage hall before Wen Liang.

Mr. Yan was also stimulated. If Wen Liang hadn't held him down in time, Mr. Yan might have called someone to design an engagement ring on the spot—Wen Liang felt that there is no need to rush to get married, and you can take your time. But Mr. Yan obviously couldn't wait for one more day.

Let's go back to Song Sheng and Jiang Cheng——

Song Sheng and Jiang Cheng agreed to keep a low profile, and wait until they go abroad to go through the formalities before making it public on the Internet. Wu Yang felt that such a big matter as engagement should not be fooled around like this, so they had a mysterious affair in the evening. party.

Mystery parties, natural mystery is not disclosed in the theme.

The little gays who came to the party didn't know what the night was celebrating, but that didn't stop them dancing disco in the bar with high spirits.

During this period, Jiang Cheng quietly came over, and he and Song Sheng went up to the second floor, and the demons danced wildly on the lower floor. This wonderful party continued smoothly until the next morning.

……

The spring morning is still cool.

The morning sun passed through the clouds and fell to the earth one by one, and the mist that filled Nan'an Road dissipated silently.

There were many people lying in disorder in the evening bar.

This is almost always the morning after a party.

Wearing all kinds of small skirts and makeup, some gay guys lay on the sofa, some lay on the wine table, and some slept directly on the ground.

Legs pressed against legs, arms pressed against arms, snoring everywhere.

If someone broke in at this time, they would definitely be staggered by the scene that looked like a lying corpse.

Fortunately, no one would break into this forbidden area at such a time.

Suddenly, a mobile phone alarm clock rang from nowhere, jingling, jingling, and quickly spread to the entire bar hall.

At the third sound, a certain figure on the sofa was awakened.

The man opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa with a bang, the movement was so loud that it woke up the person sleeping next to him.

"...Damn, Wuyang, what are you doing..."

Wuyang himself, with his eyes half-opened, stared blankly at the void, obviously not fully awake at all.

The person on the side yawned, sat up lazily, and kicked him: "Wake up, I've returned to my soul."

Many people were woken up one after another.

"what time is it……"

"It's seven o'clock and I'm stupid..."

"Ah, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep a little longer..."

"...My mother is going to work..."

"Hurry up and go home, take off your make-up and change your clothes..."

Amidst the yawns and complaints, Wuyang slowly regained his sanity.

He slowly pulled the clothes on his body - it was a close-fitting black sweater with one off the shoulders, after a night of his twisted sleeping appearance, it had already become wrinkled, exposing most of his shoulders.

Although everyone here is a man, but these are not men of normal sexual orientation, and many of them are even men with the same type of hunger and thirst—so Wu Yang's half-exposed shoulders have attracted many people. Ruoyouuowu eyes.

Wu Yang glanced at those people, and they immediately looked away as if nothing had happened.

No one would want to upset him early in the morning.

Wu Yang sneered.

A bunch of cowards.

He yawned, found a pair of high heels that he had thrown around the sofa last night, put them on, got off the ground, and stretched fiercely.

At this moment, many eyes could not help but move to him.

Black sheep is very spicy.

This is a fact that everyone who has been to this bar and met him cannot deny.

His appearance is actually a bit of a baby face, with a little baby fat on his cheeks, small and pouty lips, and a pair of big eyes with a beautiful shape, similar to almond eyes.

With that wavy wig, he looks like the most pure and lovely BJD doll that has been carefully crafted, with impeccable facial features.

However, his makeup and dressing style has always been bold and sexy. He always wears miniskirts all year round, and his makeup is gorgeous. He also knows how to dress up. Every time he shows up in a bar, he is so glamorous that people can't take their eyes off him.

Even though he was only 21 years old, that sexiness was like a bomb that completely exploded in his body.

Watching those female stars compete for beauty on the red carpet on TV is not as good as watching black sheep in disguise every night - this is the evaluation given by many regular customers of the bar.

But at this moment, he is wearing a close-fitting sweater and a small leather skirt from last night, his thin and long legs are supported by a pair of small high heels, and his stretched body is undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery in the early morning and dusk .

After stretching, Wu Yang scratched his hair and looked around for Xie Zhu - he knew that Song Sheng and Wen Liang had left in the middle of the night last night, and Xie Zhu should have slept in the bar like him.

After scratching for a while, Wu Yang became impatient, and directly tore off the whole wig, revealing a piece of black hair underneath, and a hideous scar on his forehead after a night of makeup removal.

In an instant, many people's eyes focused on his scar, with different eyes.

Wuyang can naturally feel those gazes, but he doesn't care.

He found Xie Zhu at the bar, and after waking him up, he yawned and came outside the bar.

In the morning of spring, the temperature is not high.

Two boys in women's clothing stood on the side of the street, and one of them was holding a wig in his hand. This scene naturally attracted the surprised attention of many passers-by.

Xie Zhu shivered and asked, "Yangyang, how do you plan to go back?"

Wuyang said sleepily, "Take a taxi, how about you?"

"Let me take a taxi too. I asked for leave today, and I plan to go directly to the hospital."

"Are you feeling unwell again?"

"Well, I've always felt uncomfortable in my heart recently," the old patient Xie Zhu smiled, and changed the subject without a trace. He looked at Wuyang's wig and said, "Yangyang, you don't just plan to carry it like this." Is the wig back to school?"

"Wearing it all night, my head is itchy." Wu Yang muttered, then clattered, and covered the wig on top of her head like a pot.

It was covered so sloppily that anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the pile on top of his head was a wig.

Xie Zhu laughed so hard that he hugged his stomach, and the two said goodbye after laughing, and each went to take a taxi.

Wu Yang didn't know if Xie Zhu took a taxi later, anyway, he waited for a long time by the side of the road and didn't find an empty taxi, let alone hail a taxi on the taxi app. Watching the time pass by, he clicked his tongue. With a sound, he could only turn around and go to the public bicycle parking spots that can be seen everywhere in City A to borrow a bicycle.

He took off his high heels and threw them in his car pocket.

Hooking the shoulder strap of the bag around his neck, the body of the bag just pressed against his leather skirt.

With two feet on the pedals of the bicycle, he pedaled, and in the morning breeze, under many surprised eyes, he just rode on the road back to school calmly.

Wuyang has never been afraid of other people's eyes.

Not afraid of others being shocked by his makeup, not afraid of the scar on his forehead when others focus their eyes on him, let alone his own sexuality, he does his own way to the extreme.

His father hates him very much, but Wuyang's attitude has always been: You are upset with me, so it's none of my business?

Since he was insane, people around him could watch as much as they wanted, and when he was in a good mood, Wuyang didn't even mind grinning at those people—although most of the time, his evil smile would only scare those people away.

Of course, since he was crazy all night last night and didn't lie down until four o'clock, he was still a little listless at the moment, so naturally he didn't bother to pay attention to the people around him.

Wuyang didn't know how many times he yawned. Seeing the red light in front of him, he braked again and again to stop.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely strong gaze from the left.

Wu Yang turned to look vigilantly.

—saw a black Bentley.

The black sheep is on the far left of the non-motor vehicle lane, and the black Bentley is on the far right of the motor vehicle lane, and there is a white railing between them.

The window of the Bentley was lowered. On the driver's seat, a handsome man in a white shirt and suit pants bent his left elbow and pressed it against his forehead, looking him up and down with interest.

The man's cuffs are half rolled up, and he wears a luxury wrist watch on his right wrist. Although he looks a little old, his face is so good-looking, with mature peach eyes and a playful smile, he is calm and comfortable, rich in gold hansome.

Wu Yang was barefoot and stepped on the ground with one foot. The wig hanging on the top of his head had already been crooked after a kilometer of morning wind. His face was beautiful and his clothes were strange.

A gust of wind blew past, Wu Yang was stunned, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mr. Fu, Fu Yunming.

The name popped into his mind.

In the past six months, Jiang Shujing has been running to the dusk frequently, and he brought this Mr. Fu with him several times.

How did you meet this guy here?

Wu Yang muttered in his heart.

On the way to work?

Is his company in this direction?

The two of them looked at each other silently, and suddenly, the bag resting on Wu Yang's thigh slipped down.

There is an electric scooter parked behind Wuyang on the right. The owner of the car is a man. He kept looking at Wuyang's Adam's apple and his legs. Seeing that Wuyang's bag was about to slip, the man's eyes became straight and he couldn't help it. He leaned against Wuyang, and the front of the electric car directly touched Wuyang's calf.

Wu Yang quickly turned his head away, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Do you dare to come over and try again?"

The owner of the electric car froze immediately, and his face flushed suddenly: "What is it? Where did I mess up? You monster——"

Seeing Wu Yang just take out the scary high-heeled shoes from the car pocket, the owner of the electric car trembled, his face turned green, and he quickly stepped back a meter, causing the people behind to scold him.

Wu Yang sneered, and at this moment, he felt something flying towards him.

Looking down, it turned out to be a... small tiger pillow? ? ?

Wu Yang looked into the black Bentley in astonishment, the old man gave him a half-smile look, and drove out the moment the traffic light turned green.

Wuyang: "..."

He swallowed his words, delicately pressed the strange pillow on his thigh, and continued on his way back to school with a black thread on his head.

At nine o'clock, Wuyang successfully arrived at the dormitory, and went into the bathroom under the familiar eyes of his roommates. After removing makeup, washing his hair and taking a shower, he came out refreshed.

In my junior year, there were not many classes. Wuyang's three roommates were all playing games. Seeing him coming out, one of the roommates raised his eyes and said, "Watching you make up and remove makeup is like watching magic tricks."

It doesn't mean that there are two people before and after Wuyang makeup.

The black sheep makeup is thick, but not the kind that would make people unrecognizable.

It can only be said that Wuyang with makeup on is a hot girl, but after removing the makeup, she will return to her true and innocent appearance, which is very deceptive.

That almond-eyed, red-lipped face, like a little girl's, is so juicy that one can't wait to lean up and take a bite.

If it weren't for the old scar on his forehead, this face would be perfect.

Wu Yang scolded him with a smile, and lazily said: "I'll go to bed and sleep for a while, wake me up before class in the afternoon."

"Don't you eat lunch?"

"Don't eat, sleepy."

As Wuyang said, he wanted to climb onto the upper bunk.

Before going up, he subconsciously glanced at the pillow of the little tiger that he put on the chair.

The roommate also noticed it, and said casually, "Why did you buy such an ugly pillow?"

Wu Yang turned to look at him: "You think it's ugly too, don't you?"

The roommate was stunned: "Ah? Didn't you buy this?"

"How could I buy such an ugly thing?" Wu Yang raised his eyebrows and said, and couldn't help but cast a glance. He got on the bed as soon as he kicked his feet, and muttered softly with a low smile, "Uncle with strange aesthetics."

Wuyang's university is a very good local university in City A, and it is also among the best in the country.

Most of the students are just like Wuyang and his roommates. They look lazy, but they are very serious about their homework and never skip class late, so the teachers are also very worry-free.

Wu Yang didn't wake up until one o'clock in the afternoon. She didn't bother to dress up and put on makeup, so she put on a sweater and jeans, and went out with her messy hair.

Most of their journalism and media majors are concentrated in the same academic building, which is next to the school's administrative center.

Wu Yang followed his roommates into the front of the teaching building. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people in suits and leather shoes walking into the administration center. One of them, with gray hair and a smile, was obviously the principal of their school. The tall figure who greeted him looked like...

Wu Yang's footsteps paused, and his expression became suspicious.

Is he dazzled?

I only bumped into it once this morning, how could I bump into it again at school now?

And what did that uncle come to the university to do?

"What are you looking at, black sheep?"

A roommate shouted from the front, Wu Yang withdrew her thoughts, and hurried over: "It's nothing."

The professional courses are held in a small classroom, and the whole department is sparsely populated.

As soon as Wu Yang walked in, he met Wu Tingyun who was sitting in the classroom.

Wu Tingyun smiled at him, but Wu Yang ignored him and sat down in the first row.

The roommate sneered: "Your brother would put a smile on your face."

Wu Yang pursed her lips.

The roommates didn't make much complaints, everyone knew that Wuyang was the most impatient to hear about his unrelated brother.

After 45 minutes passed, the bell for recess rang, and Wu Yang got up slowly and walked out of the classroom.

In the back row, Wu Tingyun glanced at him and continued to take notes. After a while, he heard his friend and roommate Yu Qiyang casually say, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Wu Tingyun nodded hastily, and it took half a minute for Yu Qiyang to walk out before he realized something, and his hands trembled.

After hesitating for a moment, he put down his pen, got up and left the classroom.

……

Wu Yang went to wash his hands and walked out after the toilet ran out of water, but saw a person leaning on the corridor outside, as if he was waiting for him.

Wu Yang stopped and said inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

He knew that this person was Yu Qiyang, and he was Wu Tingyun's roommate, a good buddy.

But he didn't remember any friendship between himself and this guy, and he needed this guy to avoid Wu Tingyun and talk to him privately.

This is the corner of the corridor, there are not many people, Yu Qiyang said to him: "Wuyang, why do you have such a bad relationship with Wu Tingyun?"

Wu Yang was even more puzzled: "You are still asking this in your junior year? And what does it have to do with you?"

He squinted his eyes: "Why, Wu Tingyun wants to tell me something?"

"That's not true," Yu Qiyang pursed his lips, and suddenly stood up straight and asked, "Actually, I don't care about the matter between you and Wu Tingyun. I just asked casually, mainly because I wanted to talk to you."

It was the first time for Wu Yang to see someone explain how to strike up a conversation so clearly, and he understood it in an instant.

Wu Yang's clear gaze made Yu Qiyang cough lightly: "Can you give me one on your WeChat?"

Wu Yang became a little interested, looked at Yu Qiyang, and asked: "Are you born curvy?"

"No," Yu Qiyang confessed, "I just like you."

"Does Wu Tingyun know about this?" Wu Yang's smile probed further.

"I don't know. I didn't tell him. He's just my friend and not my mother. Should I report to him who I like? If I catch up with you and fall in love with you, then I will definitely tell him," Yu Qiyang paused, and said seriously, "I know you can't get along with him, and I also said that I can't take care of your affairs, but I also won't break up with him just because I like you, and you will... kill me because of this." Excluded?"

To be honest, Yu Qiyang's frank attitude quite changed Wuyang's attitude.

Wu Yang laughed.

Yu Qiyang's complexion moved slightly, and a trace of hope appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Wu Yang say firmly, "Yes."

Yu Qiyang froze in place.

Wu Yang was also very frank, he said lazily: "I will not touch anyone who has anything to do with Wu Tingyun, so I'm sorry."

Yu Qiyang opened his mouth.

Wu Yang took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took out one and bit it between his lips: "I want to smoke for a while, you can go."

Yu Qiyang gritted his teeth and asked, "So you have to break up with Wu Tingyun before you consider me?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Wu Yang lit a cigarette and said bluntly, "I think the person who will be friends with Wu Tingyun cannot be the type I like."

Yu Qiyang was stunned.

"So instead of choosing to break up with Wu Tingyun and come chasing after me, why not maintain the friendship between you two?" Wu Yang sneered, "Otherwise I'm afraid you'll be empty-handed."

Yu Qiyang's complexion was already ugly.

"Okay, I understand." He left such a sentence, turned around and strode away.

Wu Yang glanced at his back, looked away, and lay down by the window, lazily smoking a cigarette and looking at the bright spring outside.

Suddenly, opposite to this window, the windows of the administrative center corridor, which was only about five meters apart, were suddenly pulled open.

The handsome old man was also smoking a cigarette, gracefully leaning sideways by the window.

Wu Yang was so frightened that the cigarette almost fell out of his mouth.

The old man was so happy that he laughed out loud.

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