Xuan Ming arrived at LEMO at 7:30.
A waiter came forward and greeted us with a smile: "Sir, do you have a reservation?"
"Someone asked me to meet here." Xuan Ming observed the restaurant as he walked.
The dim yet warm lights coat everything here with a flowing orange hue. The rich aroma permeates the surrounding air, blending with the richness of the food and the mellowness of the wine to form a whole new smell. It makes people feel a little dizzy after smelling it for a long time.
But this dizziness is by no means uncomfortable, smoky, or greasy, but a natural reaction caused by the arousal of emotions and even the stimulation of passion and desire.
The soothing music supports every intoxicated customer, allowing them to wander and drift in the river of love, not knowing what day it is.
In such an atmosphere, it is difficult for couples in love not to create sparks.
Every couple at every table Xuan Ming passed was whispering in each other's ears, followed by a deeply ambiguous laugh. Their private conversations became a strong perfume, blending into the restaurant's unique atmosphere.
Xuan Ming's serious and indifferent face was undoubtedly a sight to behold in the restaurant. Some people looked at him with curiosity in their eyes.
And his eyes were searching among the small tables.
The waiter whispered, "Sir, which table is your friend at? I'll take you there."
"I don't know. He asked me to meet him at eight o'clock." Xuan Ming answered absentmindedly.
"Eight o'clock? Then your friend may not have arrived yet. Why don't you call him to confirm first?" the waiter suggested politely.
Xuan Ming pulled out the Little Fox business card, only to realize there was no phone number on it. He panicked. Even before he'd even seen the person, he already felt a sense of dread, a sense of being unable to grasp or let go. He stood there, turning his head around, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
It was not until this moment that he realized how ridiculous it was for him to abandon his shareholders and endless work and rush to this ambiguous restaurant half an hour early just to meet a complete stranger.
A feeling of regret came over me like an overwhelming wave.
However, at this moment, his gaze froze, and everyone in his sight turned into gray silhouettes, with only that person at the center of the bright, intense, and dazzling halo.
He was a young man in his early twenties, with skin so pale it was almost transparent, which made his dark, deep eyes and thin, bright red lips appear even more breathtaking. His hair was fluffy and soft, with a slight curl, and a few strands gently touched his forehead, making him look very cute.
He was looking straight at me at this moment, and his face, which originally had no expression but seemed particularly arrogant and indifferent, suddenly showed a brilliant smile.
Xuan Ming's blank eyes were lit up by this brilliant smile, and a roar suddenly sounded in his mind, shattering all distracting thoughts, leaving only one sentence echoing - this is Zhuang Li!
Zhuang Li also arrived at the restaurant half an hour early, wearing his most respectable suit and the most alluring perfume. He even went to the barber shop to trim his curly hair. He even asked the barber to trim his eyebrows to make them look thinner, longer and sharper.
Even before Xuan Ming arrived, he was asking himself: How would you feel if you met this person again? Would you be excited? Would you be ecstatic? Would you stand up and give him a hug?
However, when they actually met, he realized that the ultimate love is not burning passionately, but making you laugh uncontrollably when you see the other person.
As he laughed, his eyes turned red and he sighed deeply in his heart - It's great that we meet again.
"My friend is here." Xuan Ming strode towards the young man sitting by the window.
"Mr. Xuan."
"Zhuang Li."
One of them was sitting and the other was standing. They stared at each other and greeted each other in a gentle tone. There was no need to introduce themselves, as they were already certain of each other's identities.
"Please sit down." Zhuang Li extended his hand to invite him, and then waved to the waiter: "The food can be served."
"Have you ordered the dishes?" Xuan Ming sat down opposite the young man, hid his hands under the table, and quickly adjusted his cufflinks.
"Yes, Mr. Xuan won't blame me for acting on my own, right?" Zhuang Li poured the red wine into two high-heeled glasses.
"No. Just order whatever you like. I'm fine with anything." Xuan Ming noticed that his voice was a little hoarse. He wanted to cough a few times to adjust it, but he was afraid of being rude, so he could only pick up the glass and take a sip of wine.
He didn't know why, but he was nervous now.
Zhuang Li noticed his nervousness and chuckled, his voice low and soft, like a fluffy feather.
Xuan Ming's ears were itching, and he took a few more sips of red wine before asking, "Why did you ask me to meet you? Is there something wrong?" After asking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and became even more nervous.
Zhuang Li's eyes flickered, having already sensed his lover's strange attitude. But this was exactly the reaction he wanted. He wanted to confirm whether his lover's feelings for him would change even if he were stranded in a distant time and space, with all his memories gone.
Zhuang Li could tolerate this person forgetting himself, but he could not tolerate him forgetting the feeling of love in his soul.
"I went bankrupt a while ago and owed a huge debt," Zhuang Li said frankly.
Bankruptcy, debt, and repayment—these three words together made one think twice. Xuan Ming immediately straightened his back and looked at the other person intently. He had already roughly guessed what Curly was up to.
However, at this moment, Curly lowered his head, sighed sadly, and stopped talking.
Xuan Ming was a little anxious and couldn't help asking, "So?"
After he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice, moistened by alcohol, not only did not return to its deep and rich voice, but became even more hoarse.
"So I'd like to ask Mr. Xuan for help." Zhuang Li raised his head, revealing his narrow eyes slightly stained with crimson. His slender fingertips slowly stroked Xuan Ming's big hand placed on the table, and then followed the rapidly throbbing blue veins on the back of his hand, all the way to his wrist, and then gently held it, as if holding a life-saving straw.
Xuan Ming didn't dare to respond because his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak.
The hand held by the young man was slightly numb, and this numbing feeling was going along the pulse into the heart, and then out along the eyebrows, as if someone was kissing the forehead invisibly.
Goose bumps instantly covered Xuan Ming's body, but not because of disgust or aversion, but because of an indescribable pleasure.
He had such a violent reaction after just being touched.
The young man sitting opposite him was a deadly poison to him, but he had no idea how to resist.
The scorching heat boiled his blood, ignited his dormant body, and burned away his ability to think. He poured a glass of red wine and quickly drank it before asking in a hoarse voice, "How do you want me to help you?"
"If Mr. Xuan can help me pay off my debts, I will definitely give him a satisfactory reward. Believe me, you will never regret it in the future." Zhuang Li supported his chin with one hand, let go of Xuan Ming's wrist with the other hand, and turned to stroke the other's watch.
His slender fingertips circled along the smooth dial, as if he had developed a keen interest in this ornament.
Xuan Ming poured another glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp. His sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, making a swallowing sound.
He was already certain of what Curly was up to. Honestly, this move was unwise and a waste of his youth and life. When he grew old, Curly would definitely regret it when he recalled this past.
Xuan Ming knew that he should refuse sternly, and then give Xiao Juanmao a good ideological and political lesson, asking him to return from the wrong path and choose another bright and upright path.
However, this wrong path leads to oneself...
The righteous words stuck in his throat. After several twists and turns, Xuan Ming couldn't utter them. He had no way of resisting the temptation of this extremely delicious food, and he couldn't imagine who the little curly-haired boy would turn to for help if he refused.
The little curly-haired girl was now caressing not his watch face but his heart. His thoughts and emotions had been tangled into a tangle by the other's slender fingertips.
"How much do you owe?" He heard himself asking this in a trance.
"One hundred and eighty million." Zhuang Li tilted his head and gave an astronomical figure with an innocent expression.
Xuan Ming didn't even blink, but asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure you want to follow my path?"
"Sure." Zhuang Li curled the corners of his crimson lips and smiled like a devil.
My lover is as domineering as ever, willing to spend 180 million on me the first time we met. Although money can't necessarily buy love, it's an obvious fact that a man who is unwilling to spend money on you definitely doesn't love you.
Xuan Ming didn't ask any more questions. He was afraid that if he asked a few more questions, Curly would regret it. After all, Curly had a smart face and didn't seem like someone who would do such a stupid thing.
He admitted that he had violated morality in this matter, but he didn't want to consider any damn morality at all! Compared with the extremely seductive smile on the little curly-haired boy's face, everything in the world lost its value.
"I'll give you the check." He immediately searched his jacket pocket.
Zhuang Li held his hand and said, "Don't worry, come to my company tomorrow to discuss the debt repayment. Let's eat first."
"Okay." Xuan Ming naturally held the little curly-haired boy's hand, inserted his five fingers into the other's fingers, and twisted them tightly.
He had observed this when he walked in just now, and found that all the couples shook hands like this.
Zhuang Li didn't struggle. Instead, he gently scratched the back of his lover's hand. His eyes flicked to his red ears, and he chuckled inwardly, "System, did you see that? My spirit is ten thousand times cuter than yours."
7480 gritted his teeth and endured it, then flattered him: "Master, Xuan Ming is originally the god of this universe, of course he is cute. It seems that his subconscious still remembers you."
"If one day he forgets this feeling, I will turn around and leave." Zhuang Li said coldly.
7480: “…”
It thought that the host was just a sweet girl in front of Xuan Ming, but it didn't expect that the nature of the big devil remained unchanged.
The dishes were served one by one and needed to be cut with a knife and fork. Xuan Ming then let go of the little curly-haired boy's hand and said softly, "Let me help you cut the steak."
He had observed this when he walked in earlier, and it was common for boyfriends to serve their girlfriends in this way. Although Curly wasn't a woman, she was the one he would be caring for from now on, and she had to be treated with care.
Zhuang Li handed over the plate, smiling with his eyes curved, seeming very obedient. However, his long legs hidden under the table moved forward, quietly pressing against his lover's calves and rubbing them up and down, transferring the burning temperature to him in this ambiguous way.
Xuan Ming's knife slipped and he almost cut his finger. He suppressed his anger for a long time before saying seriously, "Don't be anxious, eat first."
Zhuang Li covered half his face, nearly laughing to tears. This big, stupid guy still didn't seem to understand that the reward he had promised to pay him wasn't the "pink reward" he had imagined.
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