Chapter 50 I Want to Sleep with You
Adam, wearing that flashy outfit, wandered through the crowd, returned empty-handed, and went back to the bar to find Ning Zhiran.
As soon as I walked over, I saw Ning Zhiran standing there, his face flushed from drinking, holding a red disposable cup in his hand, with marks left from his pinching.
Adam was puzzled: "How can one drink so much? Even if the wine is free, you shouldn't drink like this."
Ning Zhiran looked up at him drunkenly, her eyes red and her voice weak: "He wants to sleep with me."
Adam paused: "...Who?"
"Gong Huai."
The air was silent for two seconds.
Adam: "Do I need to be surprised?"
Ning Zhiran suddenly became excited: "You know that too? Great, you already knew it a long time ago. How much do you know? You all know it, but I'm the only one who doesn't know, right?"
Adam rolled his eyes. "What do I know? All I know is that he stood at the door all morning in the snow, just so you could see him. Isn't that obvious? Does he like watching the snow? Does he like standing guard in the snow?"
“…”
Ning Zhiran drank another glass, shook his head, looked up and asked: "Do you think I'm gay?"
Adam: "...Do you want to hear the truth?"
Ning Zhiran sighed: "You still remember that spring dream. It was real, it wasn't a dream."
Adam: "? You said that dead pretender, he sang, coaxed you to sleep, and didn't get angry when you slapped him, that really wasn't a dream? I, I, I really want to stand on my head and eat shit?!"
Ning Zhiran made a "please" gesture.
Adam: "Okay, okay, I never realized that this guy has two faces. He's really patient with you."
Ning Zhiran squeezed the cup tighter, making a harsh creaking sound. "He wants to sleep with me. He actually wants to sleep with me. He's been ready to sleep with me for so long."
Adam didn't dare say a word.
Ning Zhiran: "He lent me his car, asked me to move into his house, didn't charge me rent, and stuck with me every day. It turns out it was all because he wanted to sleep with me. Okay, dead pretender, good tactics, good calculations."
Adam: “…”
Ning Zhiran: "Why does he think I was the one being slept with?"
Adam: ?
Ning Zhiran looked up at Adam: "How do I look like someone who has been slept with? I'm a real man!"
Adam's expression was more interesting than eating shit. Look in the mirror, he thought.
Ning Zhiran drank several more glasses and said to himself, "He's finished, Adam. I'm telling you, he's finished."
Adam scratched his head: "What do you want to do, brother."
Ning Zhiran slammed the empty glass onto the bar.
"I'm going to take revenge and kill him."
After saying that, Ning Zhiran left without looking back, with a rage in his eyes.
Adam looked at Ning Zhiran's back as he walked away, and silently prayed for his brother's butt.
The atmosphere on Christmas Eve this year is particularly tense.
It has been snowing outside. The snow is so heavy that it looks like Santa Claus is sitting in a reindeer sleigh and sprinkling flour in the sky. There are Christmas trees in front of many shops on the street. They are decorated with red, green and gold ornaments, which are twinkling and very beautiful.
Wherever you go, you can hear Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christma is You", which is comparable to the "Gong Xi Fa Cai" played all over the streets during the Chinese New Year in China. You can't avoid it even if you want to.
Ning Zhiran walked, tucking his neck into his collar. He first took the bus, then the subway, and was bumped into several times along the way, but the active volcano in his brain showed no sign of extinguishing.
I want revenge.
I want to beat him up.
I want an explanation for my innocence.
Wait for the hammer to hit you. Wait for me to hit you hard on this Christmas Eve.
Go to hell, palace dog!
Ning Zhiran was sitting on the bus, feeling dizzy and her body swaying with the movement of the bus.
At this moment, the phone vibrated, it was G.
G: I was drinking with my family just now and was not looking at my phone.
G: Happy holidays and I wish you happiness.
【You have received a transfer of ￥152000.00】
Ning Zhiran sat up straight instantly, her soul being pulled back into her body by a full 152,000 yuan. Wasn't that right? Did I see it wrong?
To make a fortune from heaven, you still have to rely on G!
He thought about how he had been tricked by Gong Gou, and then he thought about the gentle G. This person didn't push him to live stream, didn't ask him to operate, and even sent him money. He gave money without expecting anything in return, and cared about him without expecting any response...
Nowadays, even dogs can become spirits, yet the number one on the list is still foolishly giving him money.
After drinking, one's emotions would be more abundant than usual. Ning Zhiran couldn't help crying while holding the phone and typing hesitantly.
Ningning: Baby, thank you. I haven't been live streaming these days, but you still remember me and transferred money to me. You are so kind.
G: I will always remember you.
G: Even if you don’t live broadcast, you will.
G: Hug.
hug.
If I could have a boyfriend like G... then becoming gay wouldn't be unacceptable.
Ning Zhiran was typing while humming.
Ningning: Baby, how was your day? Did you eat the Christmas apple?
G: No need to eat.
Ningning: Why?
Unexpectedly, G sent a string of English words, which were a string of very famous slangs.
G: You are the apple of my eye.
Ning Zhiran smiled. This guy started saying cheesy love words again.
But soon, G sent another message.
G: I found my apple :)
There was Christmas snow outside the window and Mariah Carey's voice seemed to be heard in her ears, but Ning Zhiran felt as if she had been hit by something gentle yet fierce.
Ning Zhiran was at a loss. Before she could figure out how to reply, G sent a message.
G: How was your day? What were you doing?
Ning Zhiran sniffed and felt that there was nothing to hide.
Ningning: I want to do something big
Ning Ning: That damned palace dog is finished. I learned a lot about him today. I’m going to settle accounts with him now.
G: Now?
Ning Ning: He has been plotting against me! He is so mean! This guy is so mean that he can squeeze out all the bad stuff.
Ning Ning: I didn’t really scold him enough when I called him a pretentious guy before. How can a person be so bad? He actually wants to… Oh, forget it, baby. It’s a holiday, let’s not talk about these bad things.
G: He still wants to?
Ning Ning: This super invincible, shameless and evil villain, I must make him look bad
Ningning: If I don't reply to you later, it will be bad luck for Gong Gou. It's not that I don't want to pay attention to you, baby, it's just today, I may not be able to reply to you in time
G: Then I... wish you success?
Ningning: Thank you, baby, I will definitely succeed! This scumbag, don’t even think about having a peaceful holiday, I’m going to settle accounts with him right now
Ning Zhiran cursed at G all the way, not saying a single word politely. After arguing for a while, he got off the bus.
The snow hit his face, Ning Zhiran exhaled a breath of white air, and he shrank his neck because of the cold.
The colder it got, the more dizzy he felt. He had drunk too much at school and the aftereffects were just starting to kick in.
Gong Gou's house is five minutes away from the station.
But in those five minutes, he had managed to exude an air of "The Return of the Avengers." With every step he took, his rage soared.
He remembered that day when he was kissed and he was confused and thought it was Brother Hallucination. He remembered that the other party punctured his tire in order to seduce him. He remembered that Gong Gou had been planning to make him move for a long time... One thing after another, he became more and more angry as he walked.
The angrier I get, the more I want to beat up the palace dog.
Finally arrived at Gong Gou’s house.
He stood at the iron gate of the yard and raised his hand to enter the password.
1111.
This guy is really good, even a dog couldn't figure out this password. He was actually deceived by such a straightforward idiot. Ning Zhiran, you are really shameful.
Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, he walked into the yard, unlocked the fingerprint lock, and entered the house.
The light is on.
Oh, it seems that Gong Gou is at home after all.
Ning Zhiran finally found an outlet for his anger. He roared into the room:
"Gong, Huai!"
The echo shook two floors.
But no one responded to him.
Ning Zhiran pricked up his ears. Something was wrong. He clearly heard a sound in the house, faintly, as if coming from the direction of the living room. Was it the TV?
You are such a good guy, Gong Huai. I have come to take your life, and you still have the leisure to watch TV at home, right?
Ning Zhiran kicked off her shoes and rushed to the living room with anger that would not give up until she achieved her goal.
really.
Gong Huai was watching TV lazily with his back to him.
A documentary about the animal world was playing on the extremely expensive TV in front of me.
A German Shepherd was walking across the grassland, crouching low and staring intently at a wild rabbit grazing in the distance.
There were three bottles of red wine on the coffee table next to it. Two of them were empty and the other one was only half full.
Gong Huai seemed completely immersed in the TV and had no reaction to his arrival.
Ning Zhiran's aura was inexplicably dampened by the long-lost Gong Huai.
He took a deep breath and took a few more steps forward, deliberately making his footsteps very heavy. Then he stopped at a position that he thought was very oppressive and spoke in a sarcastic tone:
"Hey. Merry Christmas, friend."
At this time, Gong Huai seemed to be finally awakened and turned around slightly drunk.
Gong Huai was wearing a dark Chrome Hearts bathrobe with the belt loosely tied and the collar casually open, revealing a small area of his strong chest.
Gong Huai's eyes seemed a little hazy due to the alcohol. He focused for a while before falling on Ning Zhiran's angry red face.
"Hi."
He paused, his eyes swept across Ning Zhiran's face, and then he slowly continued.
"It's not Christmas yet."
"First of all, I wish you a happy Christmas Eve."
Ning Zhiran twitched the corners of his mouth unsightly: "You are so calm, you damn scumbag."
As he spoke, he walked towards Gong Huai.
Gong Huai glanced at him and stood up as well. He was tall and had long legs, and the smell of alcohol mixed with the heat from the bath surrounded him.
"Would you like to have a drink with me?" Gong Huai's tone was a little drunken.
"Who wants to drink with you!" Ning Zhiran said, and then punched him.
Unfortunately, Ning Zhiran was a little drunk and lost control of his direction. His fist hit Gong Huai's shoulder, and he was knocked off balance. Gong Huai didn't dodge, didn't even frown, but reached out to help Ning Zhiran.
Ning Zhiran became even angrier, and with a roar, he pounced on Gong Huai, knocked him to the ground, and rode on him.
He grabbed Gong Huai by the collar, ready to beat him: "Aren't you sick? Why are you drinking when you're sick?"
Gong Huai blinked: "I'm much better. Lily came to my house to celebrate the holiday today. I drank some wine with her. She also prepared a Christmas present for you. Well, I bought you one too. It's a laptop. I wish you study hard and make progress every day."
It's like this again.
Being nice to me, but plotting against me at the same time.
What exactly do you want to do.
Ning Zhiran sat on Gong Huai and raised her hand to hit him: "You punctured my tire, didn't you?"
“…”
Gong Huai: "How did you know?"
Ning Zhiran felt fine in her heart, and continued to stare at the person under her and questioned: "You are Brother Huanhuan, that was not a dream, you kissed me, right?"
Gong Huai: "...Yes, I couldn't help it."
Ning Zhiran nodded. "Okay, it's okay if I don't act anymore." He asked again, "You want to sleep with me, right?"
Gong Huai's blurred eyes focused for a brief moment.
"yes."
"I want to sleep with you."
"A long time."
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