Who touches the porcelain first!

Chapter 17

kiss right now

"You two are familiar at first glance. Last time I asked Brother Feng, he lied to me that he didn't know each other." Bingzi held a wine glass in his hand and looked at him cheerfully. "Just tell me what you want to drink."

Liang Feng: "Go ahead and do your work."

"Okay, I'll give you these two glasses first." Bingzi took two glasses of spirits in his hand, pushed them on the bar and turned around.

The business in the store is good, there are too many customers, and they are so busy that they are dizzy, and they keep pouring wine bottles back and forth.

The ice cubes in the wine glass shook slightly, and the outer layer was covered with water vapor. Bai Chensong put a sip on his lips, and the ice cold rushed down his throat with a spicy taste, and he burned in a second.

Without saying a word, the two of them just stared at the wine rack with their glasses in their hands, and the harsh music in their ears made Bai Chen feel relaxed and in a trance.

"What major do you study?" Liang Feng asked suddenly;

Bai Chensong didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer and asked something.Liang Feng pressed his lips next to his ear and repeated.

"News." Bai Chen replied.

The chair on Liang Feng's side moved a little closer, and his shoulders rubbed against his shoulders, so thin that even the itchy touch of the fine hair was very clear.

"What about you?" Bai Chensong asked while tilting his head.

I laughed when I asked, but I couldn't help it, mainly because I got so close and yelled, I thought it was quite funny.

Liang Feng looked at him for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and held up his cup, "Cimu."

Bai Chensong was stunned for a moment, almost spit the wine out of his mouth, and stared at Liang Feng up and down with a half-smile, it didn't look like that, the man himself was also laughing.

"Is that your classmate in the store last time?" Liang Feng asked.

Bai Chensong nodded, leaned over his face and whispered in his ear, "Friend."

It's really strenuous to speak in this environment, and it's time to call splits in my voice after a few words.

Liang Feng pointed upwards, "Upstairs?"

Bai Chensong really didn't expect that there was a place upstairs, so he nodded, the first floor was indeed too noisy.

Liang Feng hooked his arm on his shoulder, gave him a slight push, and squeezed through the crowd to the second floor.

It was an eye-opener for Bai Chensong to go up to the second floor. This person seemed to have turned the second floor of a bar into a hotel, with long corridors, carpets, and separate cubicles.

The sound insulation is not bad, but you can still hear subtle music occasionally.

There were also guests upstairs, not many, when Bai Chensong passed by, he saw people in two rooms, lying down on the floor after drinking.

Liang Feng took a key, walked to the innermost door, and lowered his head to unlock it.

Bai Chensong felt weird for a moment, this scene was just like opening a room, he was hot from the two glasses of wine just now, but he was not dizzy yet.

The door lock was unlocked, and Liang Feng turned his head to turn on the light.

Bai Chensong opened his eyes again.

This guy has set up an indoor bar in the room. There is no shortage of bar counters, wine racks, sofas, and a projector.

"I usually come up here if I think it's noisy, and I can just sit down." Liang Feng bent down and picked up the coat from the sofa and put it on the hanger.

It looked like a private place. When Bai Chensong was sitting on the sofa, he spotted a pair of slippers in the corner, a watch by the table, and an ashtray on the edge of the balcony.

While he was sitting on the sofa looking at the room, he was startled when the cold glass touched his right cheek.

"It's okay without ice, let's make do with it." Liang Feng brought him a glass of wine.

"Thank you." Bai Chensong took it, took a sip, and it was okay.

Liang Feng sat down next to him, leaning casually on the back of the sofa.

Bai Chensong was reading a collection of Haizi's poems on the table, he didn't pay attention, when someone poked his waist suddenly, he was afraid of tickle, turned his head to look at Liang Feng and smiled.

"Don't be tense." Liang Feng smiled.

Bai Chensong lay back and whispered back, "No."

"Would you like it?" Liang Feng handed him a cigarette, and Bai Chensong took it, and moved closer to the lighter. Once the cigarette ignited, he separated again.

Bo Chen wanted to ask if he often brought other people to this place, but he refrained from asking, it didn't matter to him whether they brought people or not.

"Is the injury better?" Liang Feng turned to look at him.

"Well, basically everything is fine." Bai Chensong stared at him, "You can't get better if you work harder, your thigh has been swollen for two days."

Liang Feng smiled, "I haven't spoken for a whole week, and blood comes out of the corner of my mouth whenever I speak."

"As long as you are kind, you won't be beaten." Bai Chensong unknowingly finished a glass.

Liang Feng smiled, "It's my mouth." He took the cup from his hand, "Adjust it yourself? Try it?"

Bai Chensong followed, there were dozens of wines on the bar counter, Liang Feng was sitting outside the bar laughing, and Bai Chensong was messing around inside.

"Don't laugh." Bai Chensong took a cup of something unknown, poured it into the cup and shook it, and it turned yellow.

Liang Feng tilted his head to make him smile and twitch.

"Do an experiment and poison you to death." Bai Chensong smiled and poured another glass of blue stuff into it.

It turned black directly.

"Fuck, drink it yourself." Liang Feng smiled and got up to slip away, but Bai Chensong stood inside and stretched out to give him a hand.

"Where to run, sit down."

He looks disgusted at himself.

I poured it into an ice glass and shook it twice, and the color seemed to become lighter. I also took two mint leaves and put them on the noodles to save the appearance.

Duan looked at it for a long time, and Liang Feng pushed it over.

Put your fingers on the bar and smile at him, "Try it."

Liang Feng really didn't want to taste it, this thing looked worse than the color of Banlangen.

Bai Chensong added, "Poison won't kill you."

Liang Feng picked it up and put it to his mouth and took a sip. With just one sip, he jumped up from his chair, "Did you pour lemon juice into it as wine?"

"No way..." Bai Chensong was really not sure, the bottles and jars on the table were unlabeled, who knew who was who, he took the cup and took a sip, "Fuck."

His facial expression was so sour that he lost control, and he lowered his head and hissed for a long time.

Liang Feng had recovered and stood by to watch his jokes.

"Don't play anymore." Bai Chensong took a sip of mineral water and came out from the bar, his eyes watered when he looked up.

Liang Feng laughed beside him.

The two people in the back stopped arguing, relying on the sofa to drink glass by glass, Bai Chensong didn't know how many glasses he drank until he was dizzy.

He has a good amount of alcohol, and he basically doesn't faint, but now he can't do it anymore, the alcohol concentration is too high.

Turning to look at Liang Feng, the man looked normal, even more normal than him.

Bai Chensong really drank too much, looked at the table and asked, "Are you still reading poetry anthology?"

"Hmm..." Liang Feng changed his posture, his legs were bent, "I read it for others."

"Who is it?" Bai Chensong turned his head to look at him.

Liang Feng just leaned on the sofa and stared at him, suddenly smiled, "My mother, who do you think."

Bai Chensong was a little slow to react, blinked twice, turned away from him, "Your mother."

Liang Feng closed his eyes and smiled, he raised his hand to get a tissue, he lifted it halfway and put it down again, but his hand didn't land on the sofa, it accidentally rested on Bai Chensong's hand and covered it.

Bo Chen felt it loose, his brain reacted slowly, and he didn't bother to move his fingers for a long time, so he didn't move.

Liang Feng glanced at his hand and raised his eyes, "Are you really straight?"

Bai Chensong closed his eyes and looked as if he was asleep, and replied after a while, "Hmm..." He suddenly turned lazily, as if talking in sleep, "I don't know."

"I don't know." Liang Feng smiled.

It was past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Liang Feng: "Go back? Or sleep here?"

"Go back." Bai Chen returned, stood up in a daze, pinching the center of his brows, poured half a glass of mineral water, and slowed down, "I'll take a taxi."

"En." Liang Feng stood up and hugged his shoulders, afraid that he might not find the door.

The entrance of the bar was chaotic in the middle of the night, when Bai Chensong went out, he was slapped twice by the steamy and sultry night wind, and he became much more awake.

He walked up to the taxi and opened the back door, "Thank you for today, you can go back."

The people behind did not speak.

Bai Chensong got on the back seat of the taxi, and before he could raise his hand to close the door, Liang Feng bent over and sat in.

Bai Chensong was stunned for a long time, "What are you doing?"

"Send you back." Liang Feng replied.

"It's weird." Bai Chensong muttered, tilted his head to open the window, and let the wind blow hard.

The driver was also crazy at night, driving the taxi all the way like a racing car, thanks to the fact that the two behind were already drunk, but whoever was sober, was so frightened that he called the police and got out of the car.

When the car swayed and the wind blew, Bai Chensong was sober and nauseated, he might as well faint and vomit quickly.

Leaning his head against the window, his brows were tightened, and he didn't say a word.

He didn't raise his head until the car stopped at the gate of the community. When he got out of the car, his feet still shook twice.

Bai Chensong looked at Liang Feng and smiled, "You are all bored, how about taking a taxi for a walk at night?"

"Why don't you let me sit up for a while?" Liang Feng smiled.

The two wandered to the entrance of the community, the corner next to the guard room, and there was no light in that area.

Bai Chensong shook his hands, smiled, and leaned against the wall, "This trick doesn't work, I don't have a toilet or coffee here, please go back."

Liang Feng laughed for a long time, stood there with his support, and inexplicably called out in a low voice, "Bai Chensong."

"Huh?" Bai Chensong replied.

"I'm five years older than you." Liang Feng supported his shoulder with one hand, made him stand up straight, and smiled, "Brother."

Bai Chensong stared at the person, dazed, "Huh?"

"Don't pretend." Liang Feng smiled slightly at him.

"No..." Bai Chensong uttered a word, stunned for a moment, bent over and vomited, his stomach felt nauseous for a while, the kind that he couldn't hold back, he wanted to slap Liang Feng and ask him to bring a trash can over Otherwise, what would you say on the road?

God opened his eyes, the trash can was right next to him, Liang Feng helped him over, Bai Chensong bent down and vomited, just twice.

Liang Feng went to the convenience store to get a bottle of water and ran there, he was afraid that Bai Shensong would accidentally throw his head into the trash can.

After taking the water, I just approached, but I haven't spoken yet.

Bai Chensong's voice became soft at this moment, without any strength, he suddenly opened his mouth and whispered, "Brother, Brother Feng, water."

As soon as this person is weak, or drank too much, he starts to get confused. Some people are crazy and have a big temper, and some people talk too much. Bai Chensong is the opposite. His temper can change, and his voice will be soft when he speaks. look.

Liang Feng shook his head and passed the water.

Bai Chensong poured his head up and felt better. He stumbled, leaned against the wall and smiled, "Thank you."

"Call again." Liang Feng said against him.

Bai Chensong didn't react, looked at him, "What's your name?"

On the road, the car horn beeped again, and someone called 120. The blah blah blared in the street, and the neon lights flickered, making my eyes shimmer.

"Brother, Brother Feng." Bai Chensong laughed after finishing speaking, his shoulders shook, and he looked at him lazily, "Is this it?"

Liang Feng couldn't see his expression clearly with the light behind his back, his throat tightened, and the blood all over his body rushed up. He supported Bai Chensong's upper arm, and answered in a low voice, "If you just vomited, I would have kissed you right now. .”