he's just my boyfriend

Tao Fang thought about it all the way in the KTV corridor, but he couldn't figure out which girl Fang Qi had seen before.

"It should be in your class. I've seen them all if I help you substitute." Fang Qi said.

Tao Fang shook his head, and said firmly: "No, this would be too boring. I think what Brother Ran meant, it should be very exciting."

After passing through the boxes mixed with all kinds of strange sopranos and basses, I finally stood at the door of the old horse.

There is actually a piece of transparent glass on the door to see what's going on inside, but Tao Fang didn't see it.

The gossip factor that had already started a party in his body made him a little excited, and he didn't know whether he wanted to surprise the people inside, or hoped that the people inside could surprise him, anyway, he didn't watch it.

Before opening the door, Tao Fang deliberately wiped the non-existent sweat on Fang Qi's clothes, and with the mentality of opening the lid to win a prize, he opened the door abruptly.

In the first instant he was petrified.

Looking at the male and female protagonists surrounded in the middle, Tao Fang just wanted to ask, is it too late to close the door and retreat now?

He felt that he suddenly understood the few waved hands that Brother Ran held Jiang Zhou in the elevator and waved at him in the elevator, with a subtle smile in his calmness...

This year's statuette is his decision, and he has to give it to Brother Ran.

Previously outside the door, I didn't realize that the atmosphere in the house was so solid, and my ears were full of the chattering and reverberation of the neighbors.

Tao Fang regretted it very much now, so he should take a look outside the door first.

All the coquettish words that had been prepared to be used to make a fuss were obediently swallowed back into his stomach, and he showed an awkward but polite smile to the old horse who was probably patronizing at the moment and couldn't get the atmosphere of the scene at all.

Even Fang Qi behind him was stunned.

The appearance of Tao Mian and Fang Qi was like water droplets falling into a pool of death. The room warmed up quickly, and the play button was pressed on the still picture. The few girls who were holding the microphone alone and carrying the audience all sang Work harder.

I have to say that everyone really worked very hard to give Lao Ma face.

Da Kui patted the vacant seat beside him, and said calmly, "Come, sit."

But the eyes shrouded by the dim light in the private room shot out, telling Tao Fang silently: Don't struggle, no one can escape, come and laugh at me!

Be good, Tao avoided nodding at the old horse bluntly at the beginning, and then he didn't dare to look over, for fear of meeting today's heroine.

He dragged Fang Qi and sat down next to Da Kui, not forgetting to put him between himself and Da Kui, and cut off all the eager and hungry female classmates around him.

Then Fang Qi leaned back on the inferior sofa, watching Tao Fang and Da Kui bumping heads in front of him, whispering something that he could actually hear.

"Awesome." Da Kui gave Tao Fang a thumbs up.

Tao Fang thought he was talking about the person the old horse was going to confess to, and his face was full of shit: "How long have you been here? I am so embarrassed that someone so tall is embarrassed. How can Jiang Wenmiao sit down?"

Dakui said to him deeply: "I mean you are awesome."

"Ah?" Tao Fang didn't turn his head around.

"In the future, you will be in charge of setting up a fortune-telling stall on the official account." Da Kui's eyes were burning, "Before this, I never thought that the three words 'steel pipe straight' would carry such weight."

The corner of Tao Fang's mouth twitched. Was it true that the legendary "one word becomes a prophecy" turned out to be like this.

Dakui gossips to Tao Fang, saying that Wang Zhen was dumped by Jiang Wenmiao some time ago, and somehow he fell in love with Lao Ma, a straight man with a few notable looks.

Tao Fang hooked his body and listened a little tired, so he put his elbows on Fang Qi's lap and listened to Dakui's muttering.

"Wow, the old horse's filter is really thick. It's embarrassing for so many of us to accompany him. He just doesn't feel it at all." Da Kui shook his head as he said, "Brother Ran's object is being raped by this woman. Is it green, haven't you seen Brother Ran's expression when he brought her little girlfriend in, his face is much more stinky than yours."

Tao Fang gritted his teeth, sure enough, this person intentionally whetted his appetite, he didn't forget to drag a few backs after he was disgusted.

Old horse, is the straight man terminal cancer?

Ah.

The two were chatting when Da Kui's cell phone vibrated.

"Xiao Song." Dakui smiled wickedly, "He asked me who that girl was."

"Let him see for himself." Tao Fang immediately turned into the next "Brother Ran", and he could cheat one by one.

History is always strikingly similar.

Two minutes later, Song Muqing and Jin Yang appeared at the door of the box.

Watching them Xiao Song eat this shit with satisfaction, Tao Fang felt at ease.

This is probably why those who didn't come asked who it was in the class, but no one answered directly.

The reason why Jin Yang appeared here was not that Song Muqing wanted to bring him here, but that he was also brought here to celebrate someone's birthday today, and the box was just a few corridors away.

It's just that Song Muqing didn't even know the birthday star before, and he was always reluctant to stay with Jin Yang's friends he didn't know, but no matter how Jin Yang tried to persuade him to stay, he wanted to come and be with his classmates.

It's all right now, Song Muqing took the initiative to apologize to the old horse who sat firmly on the sofa and embraced the "beauty".

He grabbed the chairman of the student union beside him, pointed to the cake in his hand, and said sincerely: "Old Ma, I guess no one of them thought about your cake, so I brought it to you. I have the cake with the chairman." I have to discuss things, I'm sorry, let's go first."

With the sound of "click" when Song Muqing turned around and closed the door, the luxurious box that could accommodate 30 people completely burst into joy.

Maybe it was disgusting and numb, or maybe it was pleased by the always calm Song Muqing eating shit. Even if everyone was tricked by their monitor into a dowry, for the sake of the classmates, they had to work hard with joy.

The old horse and the woman huddled aside and chattered, out of sight.

Singing singing, dice shaking dice, drinking wine drinking, chatting chatting.

But no one smokes. After all, there are still many girls sitting.

They happened to start the game at the table in front of Tao Fang, and asked Fang Qi to come too.

Tao Fang knew without asking: "Don't count on him, how could he do this."

Unexpectedly, everyone was smiling: "I won't let him come."

Fang Qi: "..."

Tao Mian: "..."

"Hey, I just want to irrigate Brother Fang, count me in." Da Kuiding likes this kind of excitement that makes people feel worse.

They had a lot of people and opened two tables, one table for six people, each with five dice.

Tao Fang's trouble was that Fang Qi didn't change at all when he came to Fang Qi's place. Fang Qi, a rookie who stepped into an entertainment venue for the first time, adopted the free-range mode.

Let him look at a few first, and if he doesn't know how to do it, he will directly play a few.

In Tao Fang's words: "If you don't know it all the time, drink until you meet."

"You are really his wife." Everyone imitated Tao Fang's tone and joked.

Tao Fang just shrugged his shoulders and did not raise any objection to the word "daughter-in-law".

All of a sudden, the noise that should have been restored in the KTV, everyone just pretended that Jiang Wenmiao didn't exist, came as they were happy, and communicated by shouting.

Tao Fang spent his early years in bars, and was accustomed to such places where talking was like farting and he couldn't hear at all, and playing games was nothing more than hand gestures.

Most people use a dice cup to cover the dice, press it on the table and shake it, and after a glance, they start counting in turn.

But Brother Renfang is not.

Put the five dice in the dice cup under the palm of your hand with the bottom upside down, grasp the edge of the dice cup with your slender fingers and shake it. After stopping, you directly press the top of the dice cup with your hands as a cover.

He took off his coat as soon as he came in, all the buttons on the top of his thin shirt were undone, and his beautiful collarbone was exposed in the air like a shadow, and the temperament of his whole body changed.

He didn't make a sound when he reported the number, and he compared two numbers for each of them, and sat there with the dice cup pressed down calmly, without moving his lips.

Not only Fang Qi, but everyone present clearly realized what the real "I am exempt from society" is.

After a lap, it was also "add one", only my brother Fang gave a thumbs up.

It was a boy next to him who liked to go out and play as an interpreter: "This is the meaning of 'add one'."

This kind of game, if you play a lot, you will naturally know the trick.

After everyone at the table was fed a glass of wine, Brother Renfang not only didn't drink a drop, he also found it boring.

"Hey, can you do it? After a long time, I can't drink a sip of wine. My mouth is dry." Tao Fang was driving a pair of long legs, tapping his fingers on the table, his narrow and long eyes were flamboyant, and his whole body was fresh. It's hard to live.

"Hi, arrogant!"

"Don't set up flags indiscriminately, dear!"

"Brother Fang, don't just look at it, come on, Brother Fang! Fuck him!"

……

Tao Fang supported his head in response to the sound and looked at Fang Qi, who was meticulous in everything from hair to clothing. The colorful light spots on his top hit his handsome and quiet face, which was incompatible with the noise here.

Well, in fact, it's not very easy to get along with myself-it makes people want to commit crimes.

As the two looked at each other, Fang Qi raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to untie the cuff buttons, and began to slowly roll up his sleeves, one by one, neatly rolled up under Tao Fang's deep gaze, revealing the Slightly strong arms.

The game itself is not difficult, but Fang Qi not only watched these games, but also learned the rules of the game, and even learned sign language from his daughter-in-law who stamped the official seal.

One leaned leisurely to the side, the other sat up straight and pretended to be around the people with all his heart and eyes, while the other people on the table were all reduced to decorations, and they didn't even notice.

As soon as Fang Qi stretched out his hands, Tao Fang's eyes narrowed, and most of his thoughts flew away.

Three times, five divisions, two, without saying a word, he willingly lost a hand to his next home in this "Fireworks Land" with a high abstinence coefficient.

Tao Fang raised his eyebrows evilly, smiled, and proudly picked up the wine glass and was about to pour it into his stomach.

But as soon as the wine was brought to his mouth, Tao Fang's hand stopped, and he sniffed it close to his nose. There was no smell of malt or hops at all.

Tao Fang hesitated and took a small sip into his mouth.

Sure enough, the taste of the wine was very astringent, and it took a long time to drink it into the mouth and it couldn't dissipate.

He glanced at the orange-yellow liquid with almost no bubbles in the glass again, and came to a conclusion in his mind.

The author has something to say: Classmate ABC: Straight male cancer is really scary, green tea whore and white lotus are the first choice.

ps: About this girl, I apologize to the cuties, please don’t hit me, but the steel pipe is really like this, leaving me with too deep a shadow (kneel down and beg forgiveness

I didn’t waste words to explain this game, the cutie who can play will understand at a glance, and the cutie who can’t play just look handsome, cover your face