The sick young master went to dance again

Meet the bar at night.

Han Ye couldn't bear to look directly at the two spirited boys in front of him, the golden-haired and the green-haired, both of whom had been beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces. They looked miserable and miserable.

That guy named Lu is so good at fighting?

He began to worry about his brother Xing's personal safety.

"Brother, when you asked us to act, you didn't say you would be beaten. He wanted to beat us to death. Fortunately, we walked fast, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see us now!"

"We want to make money, but we don't want to risk our lives."

"That's right, that's another price!"

Han Ye clicked his tongue sympathetically, "Okay, okay, don't you just want to add more money, just give it to you."

He readily transferred 1 yuan over.

For rich second-generation playboys like them, the worst thing they can do is money.

"Thank you, brother, remember to find us next time you have work."

The golden retriever and the green retriever took the money and left happily.

Han Ye stood there frowning, he couldn't figure it out, why did brother Xing go to such lengths to get close to that Lu, what a hatred and hatred, wouldn't it be simpler and rude to just pay someone to beat him up?

Lu Si is Song Yunxiu's good friend, isn't he afraid of revealing his identity?

I don't know what's going on with Brother Xing, so he dialed a phone number and it took a long time to get connected.

"Brother Xing, what's going on with you?"

"Brother Xing, are you still alive? Brother Xing? Brother Xing, talk to me!"

"Shut your crow's mouth!" Song Yuxing returned to the guest room with the clothes given by Lu Si, closed the door, and sat on the bed leisurely, looking around casually, "I'm at Lu's house."

After all, he very presciently took the phone away, and as expected, Han Ye's fussy roar immediately came from the phone: "What?!"

"Why are you in his house?"

"How did Lu Si not treat you? Do you want to call the police in advance? Or call an ambulance?"

"..." The corner of Song Yuxing's mouth twitched slightly, the dog seemed to have no interest in him, "Shut up your stinking mouth, brother Xing, I'm fine, but you, keep your mouth tight, don't tell me elder brother."

"Don't worry, little brother, I promise to keep my mouth shut!"

"I see, Brother Xing, would you deliberately enter the house, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to take away all the valuables in his house, or steal some commercial secrets and sell them to the opposite company, so as to ruin his reputation... ..."

"..." Song Yuxing hung up the call mercilessly.

This kind of imagination, if you don’t write novels, it’s really a waste of talent.

Song Yuxing threw the phone on the bed, looked down at his clothes, gritted his teeth, and blamed that bastard Lu Si, it's really uncomfortable to be half-wet and not dry, let's take a shower first.

After half an hour.

Lu Si just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, his short hair was still dripping, he took a dry towel and wiped it casually, only to hear the familiar knock on the door again.

The young man's tentative, shallow and soft voice pierced through the door and into his ears:

"Brother, are you there?"

Lu Si paused while wiping his hair, then closed his eyes, his superior jaw line tightened, his patience had almost reached its limit, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible.

Damn, this kid is really more troublesome than Oreo.

But in the end, he went to open the door.

After seeing the person standing at the door, he couldn't help but pause.

The young man seemed to have just taken a shower, the tips of his hair were still dripping, a few strands of messy hair hung down on his forehead, his fair skin became more and more delicate and moist, the corners of his eyes seemed to be reddened by the heat, and the underside of the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little red. A small tear mole is particularly obvious.

There is also a fresh scent of shower gel on the body.

Most importantly, the other party has changed clothes.

It was exactly the set that Lu Si gave just now.

It's just an ordinary white loose T-shirt and black slacks, but it's obviously too big for the young man, just like a younger brother stealing his brother's clothes.

The neckline of the T-shirt was a bit too big, and it had slipped down, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone and half of the shoulders. His skin was dazzlingly white, and his trouser legs were also long, and they were pulled up casually, loosely.

Lu Si was born curvy, with a male sexual orientation, and his favorite type happened to be this kind of clean-looking, very well-behaved, and the person opposite him was pretty good-looking.

Shit, maybe this kid dressed like this on purpose to seduce him.

Saying it doesn't feel like it would be a lie.

But only for a moment.

There are many good-looking men around Mr. Lu, and because of his status and outstanding appearance, there are also a lot of them who take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, but he is not interested in any of them.

The one in front of me... well, it's nothing special.

Lu Si still had a cold face, and was about to speak a word of warning, but saw that the young man pulled his neckline a little embarrassedly, covering his exposed shoulders, and the tips of his round ears turned red.

"This dress is a bit big."

Lu Si said coldly: "That's because you are young."

Song Yuxing: "..."

Feeling humiliated.

As long as you are big, you are big, you are big, you are the biggest!

Grass!

Lu Si: "Leave if you have nothing else to do."

"Yes..." Song Yuxing raised his hand to touch his stomach, and looked pitifully at the man in front of him with a pair of clear and harmless eyes.

The other party also just took a shower, wearing only a bathrobe, the V-neck was open, and crystal water droplets could be seen flowing down the tight and firm muscle lines.

This dog is in really good shape.

Young Master Song looked away silently, and said weakly: "I didn't eat anything at night, and my stomach is a bit lonely now."

Lu Si twitched the corners of his lips emotionlessly, there were so many things to do, "The kitchen is downstairs, you can figure it out yourself." After finishing speaking, he mercilessly closed the door again.

"..." Song Yuxing looked at the closed door, his heart was unusually calm, and after skillfully punching the air a few times, he turned and walked downstairs.

Oreo was lying on the floor gnawing on a bone toy, and when he saw the new guest coming, he immediately stopped and stared at the young man with piercing eyes, still full of wisdom, like cross-eyed eyes.

Song Yuxing knelt down, touched Oreo's head, and snorted, "Olio, you are much more pleasing to the eye than your master, and when he offends me again, I will kidnap you go."

After hearing this, Oreo immediately yelled at him excitedly, and circled around him crazily, like ADHD, completely unaware of what the other party was thinking.

It really is a carefree silly dog.

Song Yuxing patted Oreo on the head, threw a toy aside, "Go play by yourself."

Oreo groaned and ran after the toy.

The kitchen is semi-open, and there are all kinds of kitchen utensils in it. In addition to beer and drinks, there are several fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, including meat and vegetables.

Lu Si can still cook?