[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Joy knew nothing about what happened to the two little princes in Asgard, the city of Odin in the sky.

For him at present, there are things that attract his attention more.

For example, walking on the verge of breaking the law.

"To be honest, I have a stimulating feeling at this moment." Joey said.

He and Peter came to a shopping mall not far from the school. They were trying on clothes. This was suggested by Peter. Although the bar did not seem to prohibit people under the age of 21 from entering, they still changed clothes to be on the safe side. More mature clothes are better.

However, the two boys who don't usually shop for clothes felt at a loss when they came to the mall. They didn't know what kind of clothes to choose, so they finally asked the shopping guide for recommendations.

At this time, Joey was wearing what was recommended by the shopping guide. The upper body was a dark blue denim shirt, the neckline was opened to the third button, revealing the beautiful collarbone, and the lower body was slim-fit trousers with a brown tie. Wearing shoes, the whole person exudes the youthful vigor that belongs to young people.

Peter is similarly dressed.

Although the weather in country M is still relatively hot at this time, this kind of dress does not feel cold, but it is the first time that the neckline has been opened to such a large size, and Joey is still not used to it.

While talking to Peter about his feelings at the moment, he couldn't help but raised his hand and pulled off his collar.

"But I think we still look a bit small in this way."

indeed so.

However, when the shopping guide took out two pairs of glasses and handed them to them, the feeling was completely different.

After Joey put on the pair of gold-rimmed plain glasses, he looked at himself in the mirror, thought for a while, and then messed up his hair a little, then raised his hand and pushed the glasses, and smiled with his lips, suddenly there was a kind of The feeling of a gentle scum, and Peter standing next to him smiled even wider, giving people a sense of sunshine like a loyal dog.

At least at this time, they no longer feel like some childish college students.

After the equipment was fully equipped, it was natural to set off to the destination. Joey followed Peter and turned left and right for about 10 minutes. After another corner, they came to a rather lively pedestrian street.

"How much longer, Peter?" Joey asked.

"almost."

As soon as the words fell, Peter's eyes lit up, and he pulled Joey across the road and walked straight to a place.

It was a signboard flashing with colorful lights, with a line of shop name written on it in a flying pattern——

Friday bar.

Because the lights were too flickering and dazzling, Joey glanced briefly and knew the name of the store, then retracted his gaze. He and Peter tried to show a natural expression on their faces, and then entered the bar.

As soon as he came in, the ear-splitting singing came to his face, and Joey frowned subconsciously, feeling a little noisy.

However, he has also been to ktv with his classmates before, so he can still bear it.

The bar is buzzing with people, the colorful magic lights on the ceiling are turning round and round, accompanied by the strong drumming nocturne, some people dance wildly in this ambiguous and blurred environment, and some people sit at the bar and sip their glasses The bartender was shaking his body slightly behind the bar, showing an intoxicated expression while wiping the glass.

Peter pulled Joey to the front of the bar. He coughed, and after attracting the bartender's attention, he said in a calm voice, pretending to be mature: "Two glasses of the most popular wine here."

The bartender glanced over the faces of the two of them. He was not in a hurry to mix the drinks, but leaned slightly, leaning on the bar counter with his elbows, and said lazily to them, "Little devil, you know what this place is?" place?"

How could Peter tell the truth, "Of course I know."

Joey turned the chair he was sitting on, and glanced around the dancing crowd. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while. It happened that Peter was stared at by the bartender with a guilty conscience. Rajoy's hand, so he no longer observed, but also said to the bartender, "We are all here, we must know."

The bartender snorted. He didn't believe it. He rarely said kindly, "Now you still have a chance to leave."

However, neither Joey nor Peter had a drink, so how could they leave? Naturally, they shook their heads.

"Okay." The bartender shrugged. He pulled his bartending tool, and his nimble fingers fluttered up and down between several glasses. He quickly mixed two glasses of wine. The light blue wine in the glasses was changing light and dark It was rippling under the bright lights, quite beautiful.

The bartender tapped the table with his fingers, and finally reminded them, "This has a lot of stamina, so be careful."

Joey picked up the wine glass and took a sip. There was a faint sweetness in the mouth, mixed with the looming fruity aroma. People couldn't help but sip after sip, and there was a feeling of unfinished taste until the end of the drink. Drinking alcohol is more like drinking fruit juice.

Peter didn't seem very satisfied with this one, he asked the bartender to make another one before he finished drinking, but Joey ordered another glass of this, but he remembered what the bartender said, so he drank this one It wasn't fast, but when he turned his head to say something to Peter, he found that Peter's face was already flushed, and his eyes were a little blurred.

"...Peter, are you drunk?"

"No, of course I'm not drunk." Peter looked sideways at him, his eyes widened, as if expressing that he was still sober.

Joey: ...

He sighed, then held out a finger to him, "How much is this?"

"One." Peter blinked and answered obediently.

Joey raised another finger, "How much is this?"

"Two." Peter said affirmatively.

Joey raised his third finger and continued to ask, "What is one plus one?"

Peter was grinning. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Joey's finger, and smiled, "Do you think I'll be tricked by you and say it's three? How is it possible? I'm really not drunk!"

Joey observed Peter carefully, wondering with some hesitation, did he really make a mistake?Just as he was about to retract the finger that Peter was holding, Peter became stronger. Joey didn't pull it out for a while, but he heard Peter proudly say:

"Hey, one plus one is obviously one!"

Joey raised his forehead.

Very well, he was sure that Peter was indeed drunk, and he was not drunk clearly. To be honest, he didn't expect Peter to drink so lightly.

"It's time for us to go back, Peter." Joey said, at least now Peter can still move, if he gets drunk to the point of unconsciousness, I'm afraid Joey will have to carry him back.

"No!" Peter refused. He finally let go of Joey's fingers, jumped off the chair, and ran into the dancing crowd without looking back. Joey had no time to hold him back.

Well, Joey thought, at least Peter stopped drinking.

He himself was still sitting by the bar counter, drinking slowly while looking at Peter in the crowd, the more he looked at Peter, the more he wanted to laugh, and finally he just lay down on the bar counter and laughed softly.

No way, Peter's stiff robot-like dancing posture, and his stubborn refusal to admit defeat because of the smell of alcohol is really funny. He never knew that Peter had such a funny side.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

A strange voice sounded, Joey looked up, and found that it was a man he didn't know. While talking, he sat down in the seat before Peter without Joey's consent, raised the wine glass in his hand, and looked towards Joey grinned.

In all conscience, this man is not bad-looking, but the turbidity revealed in those eyes makes him look a little greasy.

"I can drink my own." Joey flatly refused him.

However, this man seemed to take Joey's refusal as a joke. As if he didn't understand, he ordered a glass of wine with the bartender and gave it to Joey. Then he leaned closer to his body, lowered his voice, and thought he was full He smiled charmingly at Joey.

"Stop pretending, you've come here, why are you pretending to be so innocent?"

He reached out to touch Joey's exposed collarbone, and said in a flirtatious tone, "There are not many handsome and rich men like me, are you sure you don't want to talk to me?"

Joey patted his hand away, his expression turned cold, "I've really seen someone richer than you."

However, what the other party said made him suspicious. Thinking of what he noticed before, he skipped the man and fell into the crowd. A light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized what was wrong——

Almost all men in this bar.

The man was not angry. Instead, he felt that Joey's appearance made him more interested. He was not discouraged when his hands were slapped away. lock up.

"It's okay, if you know I'm in bed—"

Before he finished speaking, Joey was disgusted, and he withdrew the hand touched by this man, "I don't guarantee that I will beat you if you stay any longer, sir."

"who are you?"

Peter's voice sounded, because the distance was relatively close. Although the music and screams and cheers were very noisy, the man heard it too.

He turned his head and saw Peter, his eyes lit up again, "I'm James, you can call me Jamie."

Peter's face was still flushed, and he was obviously still drunk. He tilted his head to observe the man, and said in the man's expectant gaze, "You took my seat."

man:……

His face finally turned blue, but with good self-knowledge, he endured his temper and changed seats. After Peter sat back in his seat, he smiled and said, "Are you together?"

"Hic!" Peter hiccupped, but did not answer the man's question.

The man didn't give up. After all, these two boys were obviously good-looking, and they looked relatively clean. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Peter finally noticed him. He slowly turned his head to look at the man, then at Joey, and finally grinned at the man, "We are friends."

The man licked the corner of his lips, he could see that Peter was drunk, and there was a hint of temptation in his tone, "Seriously, I am a rare number one, and those zeros will not forget me as long as they have slept with me, maybe you want to Experience it with me, if your friend is also willing," the man paused, and the smile on his face deepened, "I don't mind three people."

Peter: "..." He tried to open his sleepy eyes wide, and a trace of curiosity floated in his brain filled with alcohol, "What is number one, and what is zero?"

Joey: ...

If Joey was drinking at this time, he might spit it all out. At this moment, he seriously doubted the positioning of this bar.

The man muttered something, and Peter vaguely heard what he seemed to be talking about. He said dissatisfiedly, "Don't you explain it?"

Joey covered his mouth from behind and whispered in Peter's ear, "You're drunk, we should go back."

He left the chair, supported Peter with one hand and wanted to pull him away, but the man reached out and grabbed Peter's sleeve corner, and showed Peter a slightly deep smile, "It's the position of making love between men," he looked at To Joey, "It looks like your friend doesn't want to leave, don't you think you should let go?"

Joey smiled at him, "Are you sure you won't let go, Mr. James?"

Peter shook his head under the confrontation between the two, his eyes were floating, and he didn't notice at all that his little friend was about to beat up the man. When he saw the dancing crowd, someone was excitedly talking to him. When the person next to him kissed with tongue, he blinked suspiciously.

At this moment, Peter's brain and rationality have completely disappeared, and he acts entirely on instinct.

"What is between men?"

He said this out of nowhere.

Under the two gazes, he pointed to the crowd who had embraced and kissed enthusiastically, and tilted his head, "Is it like that?"

Joey: ...

He raised his hand to his forehead, and looked at the man murderously, but the man seemed to be really confident, and his tone became more frivolous, "No, no, it's better than that. After you enjoy it, you won't be able to leave me. .”

Peter stared at him for a while, and when the man thought he was moved, he suddenly pulled back the corner of his clothes held by the man. Peter's strength was much greater than that of Joey, and the man staggered directly, and when he was about to fall on Peter , but was turned and avoided by Peter.

So the man fell directly to the ground, he raised his head, and was about to say harsh words to these two brats, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

These two boys kissed each other!

He cursed unluckily at these two brats who were obviously companions but didn't speak out, got up and left by himself cursing.

Joey didn't expect things to develop like this. Just when he thought Peter was finally going to leave with him, Peter turned his head and put his face closer in a daze.

The man thought they were kissing, but from Joey's point of view, Peter bumped him face-to-face!

He hissed and gasped, only to feel his lips tingle, and he pushed Peter away, suspecting that his lips had been broken.

What happened next was a nightmare for him.

Joey really doesn't know where Peter's wonderful switch was turned on. As long as Joey approached him and wanted to take him away, Peter would wrap his limbs around him, pouted his mouth and approached Joey, a real kissing maniac !

When he was hugged and attacked again, Joey didn't pay attention and was gnawed by Peter several times.

Really chew.

Joey didn't have that kind of ambiguous feeling at all, because no one would feel this way when he was being gnawed happily like a piece of ribs.

With the tooth marks on his right cheek, he helped the frame of the glasses that were about to fall off. Joey managed to drag Peter out of the bar. He looked back at the bar sign again, this time under the dazzling neon lights Finally, I found a very small line of words in the lower right corner of the signboard, Gay Bar.

Joey: ...

He looked hopelessly at Peter who was hugging his right leg, closed his eyes and opened his mouth, as if he was thinking about something.

He suspected that Peter was relishing the taste of eating ribs.