The boy in the barber shop can't be so cute

The phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?"

"Yue, it's me."

I was so scared that I quickly threw the phone into the ice bucket.

Shit, I don't want to.

"Who is it?" Shen Qi saw that my face was ugly.

"Fu Beizhe. He said he was waiting for me at my door." My voice trembled.

"Ignore him."

——Yue, come back quickly, I have been standing at the door for three hours.so cold.

"Shen Qi, I... I'm leaving first." Before Shen Qi could react, I had already fled with my tail between my legs.

"Fu Beizhe..." I didn't see Shen Qi's fire-breathing eyes.

Sure enough, I still couldn't let him go.

"Yue, you're back." Fu Beizhe smiled foolishly at me.

"Fu Beizhe, have you... drank?" I smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body and frowned.

"Yue..." Fu Beizhe made a gesture to jump on me.

I dodged, Fu Beizhe looked aggrieved, "Yue, I, I can't stand..."

Why, how drunk Fu Beizhe is such a rascal.

Resignedly, I put his hand on my shoulder, and helped him by the waist to enter the door.

"Yue, Yue..." Fu Beizhe brought me down on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.

Fu Beizhe turned around and pushed me underneath.

"Why, why don't you forgive me? I have reasons, why don't you believe me. The more, the more..."

Fu Beizhe choked with sobs, and gently stroked my face with his hands.

I was touched by this side of Fu Beizhe, and after struggling for a long time, I reached out to stroke Fu Beizhe's messy bangs, and replied softly, "Okay, don't feel bad, I didn't say... I don't forgive you ah……"

"Really? You accept me?" Fu Beizhe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at me shiningly.

……

I really doubt whether this guy is really drunk or fake drunk.

"Yue, I like you so much, I've always liked you very much. Yue, my Yue..." Fu Beizhe suddenly came up to me to kiss me.

"Hey, hey!" I pushed his salty pig mouth aside with my hand.

Fu Beizhe suddenly held my two hands, raised them above his head, pulled off the tie from his neck and tied it in a knot.

"Fu Beizhe, you fucking!" How come you still have so much strength when you're drunk!

Fu Beizhe's alcohol-smelling kiss landed on my lips. I dodged, but he went all the way down and kissed my neck.

"Ah! Fu Beizhe, I beep—" Fu Beizhe bit my neck, the pain made me swear.

Fu Beizhe's hands were also dishonest, one was propped beside me, and the other had already slipped in along the hem of his clothes.

I writhed violently, and the curse became more and more ugly.

Twisting and twisting, I found sadly... this hooligan was actually hard.

I didn't dare to move anymore, and I kept cursing.

"Fu Beizhe, you rascal, beast! You..."

"very noisy."

I widened my eyes, this guy actually thought I was noisy and directly blocked my mouth with his mouth.

"Uh, uh!" I gritted my teeth to prevent his tongue from coming in. The gangster actually pinched my waist, which made me cry out in pain, and then his tongue slipped in.