Han Yu

Chapter 39 come

Since returning home, Han Fang was restless for the first few days to recharge his energy, but after a few days he couldn't hold back his temper and was ready to move, so he immediately asked someone out to play.

With a cigarette still in his fingertips, he wondered when Lin would be able to turn the store upside down again. According to his speed, Han Fang worried that he might not be able to survive his father to fish him out by the time he graduated.

Thinking of not being able to stay in bed in all seasons, rain or shine, Han Fang's face turned blue.

Seeing that his expression was not right, an unfamiliar player yelled, "Young Master Han, what's wrong?"

He glanced over and looked at Yan Sheng. He didn't know who brought it in to play. He just smiled coldly and made people feel cold just looking at it, and said lightly, "No."

One look at his attitude would make people stay away from him, if other people would have touched their noses and retreated embarrassingly, even though he was unfamiliar, he was not afraid of being stabbed, he still smiled and said: "Do you need to call some people to play?"

As for who it is that is shouting, everyone knows it well.It was just because Han Fang didn't mean that much, and he didn't have the guts to make decisions in front of him, so he drank peacefully.

Han Fang seemed to be reminded of something by this mention. He raised his eyes and looked at the group of people. He also felt that all male creatures looked a little annoyed, so he said indifferently: "Then call Bar."

So the scene became a little more active immediately.

Han Anxin didn't think about it. When someone handed him the brochure for him to look at, he didn't look up and blew a smoke ring, "Just look at it."

It's boring to stay at home, and it's also boring to ask out to play outside.

Han Fang snuffed out the cigarette in his fingertips and felt a bit dull.

He was the only one smoking in the entire private room, because Han Fang felt that second-hand smoke was harmful to his health, and it was better to let others smoke his second-hand smoke.

If someone pointed at his nose and scolded him, Han Fang would turn his eyes and sneer back. He didn't force these people to stay. He hangs out so much that he goes on and on, and Han Fang usually forgets what that person looks like after playing with him today.

How can there be so much sincerity, Han Fang squinted his eyes and thought, he is also pretending to be false with others according to his temper.

Suddenly a hand stretched out, without a trace of defense, it was so close to Han Fang's body.

Han Fang straightened up in an instant, and when he turned his head, he faced a smeared face. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have hair, Han Fang really wouldn't be able to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but his reaction at the time was still very calm, just With a blank face, he controlled his kick to kick the person away, and then turned his head to see that the others had stopped their movements and looked at him.

Han Fang looked at the sudden increase of many male creatures, looked around and there was no woman to adjust his sight, and cursed: "Fuck."

Most of them are juveniles or men with soft and charming appearance. Judging from the makeup on the face, it is estimated that the softness and beauty on the face are drawn out of eight or nine out of ten.

Han Fang looked a little puzzled, it might as well be called a woman instead of this.

However, there have always been few people who can taste him. Although Han Fang didn't like it, he didn't reject it, but he didn't expect the times to change so fast.

The young man looked at Han Fang with some confusion, and asked the person who pointed him over, "Young Master Han, what's the matter, are you not satisfied?"

Han Fang glanced at it, "It's okay."

The young man showed a timid smile, and Han Fang frowned when he saw the layer of powder on his face. He had the urge to kick him out like this, but the other party obediently poured it on him. glass of wine.

Staying in this kind of place will always be able to observe the words and expressions, and after sensing Han Fang's attitude, he naturally lowered his posture, which is unbearably embarrassing, and Han Fang also swallowed the words that came to his mouth like this, and took a sip of his wine .

Though it tastes a bit weird.

The phone at hand rang for a long time, and Qiao Yi had the urge to smash the phone against the wall to finish it off.But in the end he still picked it up, and asked softly in a suppressed tone, "What's the matter?"

Generally speaking, if Qiao Yi could use such a gentle tone, it was a sign that he was going to meet the King of Hades.

The background on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, but it couldn't cover up the trembling tone of the other party. At least half of them might be frightened by Qiao Yi's bloody gentleness.

"Young Master Qiao, we've messed things up for someone."

Qiao Yi sneered: "It's as if we haven't been smashed by anyone, you won't deal with this matter?" After a pause, he remembered that if the other party could settle things down, he wouldn't call him at this time, and went straight to Topic Center: "Who?"

At this time, there was another sound of lifting something at the other end, which made Qiao Yi frowned.

Then came the other party's voice coming back online again, "It's the young master of the Han family."

Qiao Yi raised his tone slightly, "Han Fang?"

He raised his eyebrows, obviously remembering the person who beat him up last time.

Qiao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyes showed a sinister arc, and he even played with the smile on his lips. The last time Han Fang was tied up and carried away on the spot left a deep impression on him. After checking, It turned out that he sneaked out of the school and was caught back, but he didn't know who recruited him just to catch Han Fang. Qiao Yi didn't bother to care about the clean hands and feet of the other party, so he just threw the matter away. behind the head.

It's just that I didn't expect that Enemy's Road is really narrow, and it can be broken with people.

"How did you get on the bar?"

In fact, the matter is very simple, that is, when someone is called over to play, the uninterested person puts something in Han Fangjiu to add to the fun, which is very common.They come to play just to have a good time, more or less they will add something to the wine to make them play more vigorously, but unfortunately Han Fang has never encountered this kind of thing, the first time in his life he has been drugged and his mind is confused Only when someone saw that something was wrong with him got up and asked the person who called him, did he realize that Han Fang drank a lot of miscellaneous things.

Immediately, the three souls and seven souls were all frightened away, not to mention what Han Fang looked like, just telling him about this matter would be enough.

Those who used to know Han Fang's temper, clean hands and feet and dare not play anything, but this time it is obvious that the newcomer is restless, eager to climb up, but after seeing Han Fang's tenderness, he thinks that he might be fooled some.

So it happened.

Han Fang smashed the place directly, maybe he didn't mean it like this, but he was a little excited after drinking too much to add to the fun, and those people didn't dare to do anything wrong because of his identity, so it was their fault in the first place. This is bad enough.

As soon as Qiao Yi stepped on the gas pedal, this matter would be easy to handle after he figured it out on the road. When he got to the place to deal with this matter, the people who dealt with this matter were almost tossed and cried. , not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

As soon as Qiao Yi stepped onto the second floor, he saw a chair brush past him and hit the wall torn apart. As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he met a pair of slightly moist and bright black eyes.

The young man's cheeks are flushed, his eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist, and when he squints his eyes with a half-smile but not a smile, and looks at you with misty and affectionate eyes, he can't help but make people's hearts tremble slightly, let alone the other party's slender face. The tails of her eyes became more and more strange, with a three-pointed laziness and carelessness, and a smile that was flamboyant and presumptuous, making people get lost in the melody.

Qiao Yi's heart trembled slightly.

He held his breath subconsciously, his eyes were dazed, and he recalled his thoughts when he first met him——

Wouldn't it be more beautiful to put this arrogant, beautiful and unrestrained young man under him?

When this thought rises up, it cannot go down again.

Han Fang's consciousness became a little fuzzy, and his body was hot and restless, but it wasn't too severe. He only knew that every pore on his body was clamoring for release, and the noise in his ears gave him a headache and impatient copying. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it, and with the sound of falling to the ground, there was finally a quiet atmosphere around him.

He stared blankly at the weeping boy who was kneeling in front of him, and someone beside him slapped him, probably because he was so angry that his voice trembled and he gritted his teeth, "You know he is Who? Dare to use any means without knowing it."

"Young Master Han, I didn't mean to, I..."

"It's so noisy..."

These three words were spoken very lightly from the slightly parted thin lips, like a murmur in a trance.

Han Fang's consciousness drifted a little bit, and even the face covered with snot and tears in front of him was a little dazed in his sight. He felt that the hotness made him feel a little unknown, so it was natural, simple Han Fang transformed this hotness into something else.

He lowered his eyes slightly, the flickering lights hit his side face, the slightly flushed cheeks tightened his jaw, exuding a cold dignity, only the person closest to him in a kneeling low gesture Only people can see the innocent childishness of his eyebrows and eyes. Although it is gorgeous, it is pure and innocent like a piece of white rice paper that is about to be smudged. This extremely sharp contrast made him stare blankly at all the words of pleading. It was all frozen in his throat, his eyes were innocently dazed, he just stared at him for a few moments, and suddenly Zhang Yang let out a wanton smile to the extreme.

At that moment, the humble young man saw a flower suddenly blooming in front of his eyes.

The next moment, fragments of the wine bottle mixed with blood scattered in the air.

For Han Fang, this is the transitional stage in which sex evolves from an artistic act to a violent act.

Tilting his head to look at the limply fallen man, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and a bold trembling voice asked: "Han, Young Master Han, are you okay now?"

Frightened, he glanced at the boy who had a hole in his head and was lying unconscious on the ground. It was obviously a matter that could be solved with a fuck. The other party smashed a wine bottle and it was done. His scalp was numb. I'm afraid that I'm making something wrong, lest I won't be able to eat and walk around when I get it.

Han Fang lifted his eyelids, looked at him coldly, and said in a cold tone, "It's really noisy."

The other party shut his mouth reflexively to prevent himself from becoming the next unfortunate victim.

When Qiao Yi came, it wasn't that Han Fang didn't notice it, it's just that the group of hula crowds made him frown in annoyance, he had to pick up something to break a hole.

really weird.He thought, he just smashed one person, why would there be a group of people wanting to come over and be smashed by him, talking all sorts of miscellaneous things around him, especially when their smiles were so fake, it seemed that they had malicious intentions.

Han Fang looked down at the bloodstains on the ground. The traces left by the people who were dragged away were blocked when they reached the door.Maybe it was the bright colors that awakened Han Fang's rationality, and then he regained his chaotic thoughts and thought about the ins and outs of the matter.

I drank too much that I shouldn't have, and did some wrong things that I shouldn't have done.

At this moment, Han Fang's head hurt a little from their noise. Don't they know that they are actually very noisy, very noisy.

Distraught, he raised a chair and greeted him, only to hear someone beside him exclaim: "Young Master Qiao——"

Han lowered his consciousness and raised his eyes, his eyebrows raised, Qiao Yi?

Qiao Yi lowered his eyes, rationally warned him that it is best to restrain those thoughts, but it is a pity that he is as crazy as Qiao Shang in his bones.

Provoking a smile at the moment, there was a slanted ripple in the long and narrow eyes, and the eyes that looked at Han Fang were darkened a bit, the tone was unpredictable and lazy, and he stared at Han Fang without blinking, jokingly De Dao: "Young Master Han, you really meet people everywhere in life."

Han Fang sneered, "The Encounter Road is really narrow. Why, is this opened by your family?"

Qiao Yi was also intrigued by this choke. What he lacks the most is the fun that others bring to his door. He glanced at the messy surroundings and the blood on the floor calmly, and smiled nonchalantly, "Young Master Han I'm in a good mood today, did you have a good time?"

Seeing Qiao Yi's smiling face, Han Fang's heart became angry. Thinking that this person might have recruited Zhou Fu, he was so angry that he hated him.His eyes inadvertently turned to one direction, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he pursed his lips and said, "Come here, I'll tell you the answer."

The young man in front of him raised his chin haughtily, with provocative eyes, Qiao Yi was not as good as he wanted, and he was really sorry for the moment he was stunned just now.

Unexpectedly, before he lifted his feet and stood still, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he heard a sharp voice in his ear: "Young Master Qiao—" It made his eardrums ache a little, and his brain was full before he had time to think about what was going on. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head. It was really painful. If Qiao Yi hadn't been unable to stand firmly, he might be jumping in pain now.

Afterwards, Qiao Yi found out that it turned out that Han Fang had drunk too much in the wine and was so dazed that he threw the table in front of his eyes and smashed it down.

In short, he, Qiao Yi, was knocked unconscious by a table.

In the chaotic and noisy surroundings, he could still hear Han Fang's slightly extended tone: "Compared to smashing the scene, it's better to smash you, Qiao Yi."

Qiao Yi could clearly hear the teasing meaning in the other party's words, the blood in front of his eyes blurred his vision, the bright ones were probably the beautiful eyebrows that could be outlined in his heart, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "—Han Fang."

"...you wait for me."