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"Wear this one. It looks better. It's small and fresh." at night, Zhihua was picking out clothes for Zhiqiu to go to the bar later.

"This is so stupid. What do you think?" Zhiqiu looked at the shirt in Zhihua's eyes.

He looked at Zhihua, who was picking clothes frequently. He hurried over and grabbed Zhihua's hand: "don't you just drink normally? What clothes do you pick and dress too well later? Others still think you're intentional."

Listen to your words and draw a pat on your head: "Yes, you're right. We'll wear it casually. I think this white short sleeve and this pair of pants on you are good. Let me think about what the plot is more reasonable. Ah, yes, you can pretend to be lost and go into the bar to drink. You can pretend to be lovelorn or can't find a job. That's just right. You look like this, which is in line with this image."

Zhiqiu looked at him with an idiot's eyes.

However, finally, at the strong request of Zhihua.

Zhiqiu still appears in the bar as a failed young man.

Zhiqiu's hair was messy, her eyes were still a little red, and her face was drooping. It looked like she was lost and came to the bar to get drunk.

Zhiqiu went in, looked at the bartender, smiled and said, "give me a glass of the strongest wine."

The bartender smiled and immediately lowered his head to mix wine.

Zhiqiu seldom comes to bars. He looks around curiously.

However, to others, he is like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Donald was playing cards with his men. As soon as Zhiqiu entered the bar, he noticed Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu meets all the images he requires of his lover, even his hair, which is really in line with his appetite.

Staring at Zhiqiu, Donald's eyes darkened.

Yes, Zhihua guessed right. He really likes men and doesn't like women.

It's just that after all these years, he hasn't found a suitable one. Some people just use it for physiological needs.

Now that he saw Zhiqiu, Donald realized what his ideal type looked like.

At the moment of seeing Zhiqiu, all his organs were shouting for him.

It's Donald's turn to deal. But donald didn't move at all.

His men turned around and saw Donald staring at a place in a daze.

He also looked in Donald's direction.

He found that there was just a boy opposite Donald, but the boy was very good-looking.

Everyone has a love of beauty, but they are straight. They don't think of anything else. They just think the boy is beautiful.

He glanced around the boy and didn't see any other girls or anything.

Then why did Donald stare at that place in a daze?

His men touched Donald's arm: "brother Tang, do you know someone?"

Donald saw his subordinates' curious eyes. He also withdrew his eyes. He shook his head and said, "No."

No one around him knows his secret sexual orientation except him.

He doesn't want others to know, just don't want others to look at himself with different eyes.

Especially these brothers.

When his men saw that Donald didn't want to say more, he didn't ask much and continued to play cards.

However, Donald's eyes always seemed to fall on Zhiqiu.

After Zhiqiu ordered wine, he sat in a chair and tried to drink two mouthfuls.

He was surprised to find that the wine here tasted surprisingly good.

He sat in his chair bored. After a long time, he didn't see any man coming to hook up except two women.

He said, why do you like men so coincidentally?

It must be that the man who knows the painting thinks too much.

But it's better not to like it. When the time comes, he will go back and retreat.

Zhiqiu drank a glass of wine and felt a little dizzy.

He had a hard time urinating. He got up from his chair and went to the bathroom.

Donald waited for this opportunity. When he saw Zhiqiu getting up, he immediately followed him.

His men are waiting for Donald to play cards. Who knows, Donald has gone.

Seeing Donald's hurried figure, another subordinate immediately stood up and said, "brother Tang, where are you going?"

Just as he was about to go that way, Donald's voice came from the front: "don't follow."

Zhiqiu is drunk, his brain is empty, and his vigilance is relaxed.

He thought no one was looking for him, probably because he thought too much about painting, so he planned to just come here to play.

After washing his hands, he went out of the bathroom. Unexpectedly, he was stopped.

He bowed his head, he went left, the man followed to the left, he went right, the man followed to the right.

He looked up impatiently: "are you sick? Get out of the way!"

He looked up and found that it was the man in the picture in Zhihua's mobile phone.

Donald's eyes are very aggressive, which makes Zhiqiu feel uncomfortable.

He thought to himself, shit, this Donald shouldn't really be a fag. The look in his eyes is seeping.

However, he just behaved naturally, and Donald should not doubt it.

Donald didn't move, so he stopped him.

But when Zhiqiu wanted to go, Donald didn't let Zhiqiu go.

Zhiqiu was impatient: "Hey, what are you doing? Get out of the way."

He didn't talk or do anything, so he stopped him, psycho.

"What's your name?" just when Zhiqiu thought Donald was still mute, Donald finally opened his mouth.

"My name is..." Zhiqiu was almost bluffed by him, but fortunately he was smart and quickly reacted.

He glared at Donald. "Who are you? What's my name? What does it have to do with you? You're too lenient."

"I want to know your name." Donald suddenly approached Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu stepped back in fear.

He looked at Donald warily. "What the hell do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Donald hooked his lips and said close to Zhiqiu's ear, "fuck you."

Zhiqiu couldn't help shivering.

He pointed to Donald, his fingertips trembling: "you pervert, what's wrong? We're both men!"

"Men can't do it. I like you," Donald said, trying to come forward.

Zhiqiu didn't think about it, so she punched Donald in the face.

Donald immediately dodged away and easily controlled Zhiqiu.

Zhiqiu thought of the task and didn't dare to resist with too much strength, which made Donald succeed.

Donald held Zhiqiu's hands tightly, and Zhiqiu couldn't move.

Donald approached, sniffed Zhiqiu's neck, then stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Zhiqiu's ear.

Zhiqiu's hair stood upright in an instant. He couldn't move. He could only curse with his mouth: "you pervert, are you disgusting?"