Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao was wearing a cheongsam that exposed his navel, the material was very soft, when he bent over to raise his heels, the fabric was stretched by the protruding knuckles on his back, it was very eye-catching in the mirror.

"Thank you brother, we saved the day." It was his cousin Fang Liming who spoke.

Fang Gayao just arrived in the Imperial Capital today, preparing for tomorrow's school report. Fang Liming is a few years older than him. He came to the Imperial Capital early to work hard, and he settled down firmly. He got a job as a supervisor in a local large-scale enterprise. He had a temporary job and asked Fang Gayao to come forward to help.

He knew that Fang Gayao could dance.

"I'm here to find a part-time job, so I came over to play after class." Fang Gayao leaned on the sofa in the dressing room, looked around, and asked, "Can you smoke here?"

Fang Liming nodded, "It's strange that you don't smoke when you come here, you can do whatever you want."

The place where Fang Liming works is an adult's paradise. The local club is quite large, with divided services and guaranteed luxury. This is the only one in the entire building. Basically, all the games you can think of can be satisfied here. The supervisor of the C-level area is short of someone.

Fang Gayao pinched the butt of the cigarette for a while, but he didn't light it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and threw one at Fang Liming, "What do you think I'm doing?"

The other party touched his nose, and the eyes that were peeking just now became more open and aboveboard. He scratched his hair and laughed twice, "Sao, it's really Sao."

Fang Liming is not flattering either, his younger brother belongs to the kind who can seduce others to have sex with just a few strokes. Fang Gayao's own brother has also said before that the number of men and women lining up behind Fang Gayao's butt alone counts as No. 80 today. Be it.

Because of temporary extra work, all those who could dance were on vacation, and the only one had a small accident and couldn't make it. It happened that Fang Gayao was looking for a part-time job, so Fang Liming put him here by the way.

"This job will take half a month at most." Fang Liming said.

"I can't do it for so long." Fang Gayao listened and put the cigarette back, stood up straight and began to walk up the stage, "At most a week, I'm not in good health."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Liming stopped joking. He knew what Fang Gayao had just experienced, so he said, "Okay, it depends on your arrangement."

Fang Gayao turned his head and nodded at Fang Liming, now he was waiting behind the curtain closest to the stage.

The job he took was a pole dancer in women's clothing. He had spent a few years in a small bar in his hometown a few years ago, and he was born out of sex dancing. His fingers lightly tapped on the exposed skin of his thighs.

It's a little cold.

"This girl is right!"

"newcomer?"

"..."

Hearing a few abrupt male voices, Fang Gayao started a trot, pinched the steel pipe, tipped his toes hard and then inertially threw himself up, causing violent screams from below.

Those who come here to play are either rich or expensive, Fang Gayao vaguely saw that the people sitting or standing below were all young people whose ages could not be guessed against the strong light of the searchlight.

Young people are inevitably impulsive.

It takes only 10 minutes to dance on average, but the high-strength muscles maintain the movement on the steel pipe. Fang Jiayao's back is already soaked, and the sweat on his wig is dripping down like water, and his left abdomen is aching. , It didn't feel very good, he was going to bend over to take a curtain call and walk back, but there was a voice below who shouted louder and louder, and finally became a crowd of booing.

Rich people like fun.

At the beginning, no one knew who started to throw big bills on the stage. From a few scattered bills to later, as the booing became louder, some people started throwing bills up by the handful.

"Come down and play."

Fang Gayao heard from Fang Liming that playing here is relatively big, that is, all insubstantial movements except bed exercises are accepted by default, and those who come to dance here know the rules and are willing to play with them, It's not a nuisance to touch and hug normally, everyone is very comfortable, if it wasn't Fang Gayao who came here today, that person would also jump off the stage now, hang out with the young masters, take the money and leave.

Fang Jiayao kept furrowing his brows, half because of back pain, and the other half because of Fang Liming's frenzied gestures of praying to Buddha and "please" mouth-synthesizing backstage.

Fang Gayao changed direction, walked towards the place where the screams were the least, jumped off the stage with one hand on his hands, chose a peaked cap, hooked his arms on it, and sat his butt on his lap.

This person didn't look up from the beginning to the end, he was wearing a pure black cowhide jacket, his two long legs were opened in the shape of an "eight", he was quite a dissolute person, when everyone else was throwing money, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, Fang Gayao almost glanced at it That's it.

This man is gay.

Fang Jiayao himself is also, the recognition rate is not bad.

The protruding part of the man's hat is a short thorn that is difficult to handle, bleached by grandma's ashes, and when he got closer, he found that there was still a scar behind the man's ear, which had faded after a long time, and the curvature of his ear was wild And beautiful.

Afterwards, the other party wrapped one hand around Fang Jiayao's waist, very naturally, without any emotion, and then continued to play with the phone.

Fang Gayao can see the content of his chat when he lowers his head.

-Dad, I will report to Dongda University of Science and Technology tomorrow.

- good son.

- Dad, I don't live in a dormitory.

- yes, son.

-Dad, I have something to do.

-explain.

"I like men..."

Fang Gayao stared at the boy's hand, followed his fingertips to watch him tap and type this sentence, repeatedly deleted and revised it, his thumb stayed on the send button for a long time, and finally cleared everything, a little irritated, he hacked the phone, and then slowed down. Tuntun raised his head, meeting Jia Yao's gaze above him.

Three seconds of silence.

Fang Gayao clearly saw the silent word "fuck" in the other party's mouth wriggling.

"Xiao Yao?" The other party changed the posture of wrapping one arm around the waist and wrapping it with both hands. Fang Jiayao's body began to tremble involuntarily. He didn't like being touched by others, which led to some reactions that he couldn't control.

It is easy to be misunderstood, so the other party asked with concern, "Cold?"

Fang Jiayao was reminded by him, and remembered that the name he mentioned was used in underground bars when he was underage.

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