Chapter 31 Flirting
After hanging out at Ye Xingzhou's house for a night, Qi Xing opened his eyes and ran away the next morning.
If he is deceived a third time, he will be a pig.
In the next two days, even though Qi Ronghua and Wang Cuilan were not at home, Qi Xing did not go out to fool around and went to the company as usual, although he was just there to slack off.
He didn't reply to any messages from Ye Xingzhou. He didn't want to see this person until he recovered from his rest.
On the third night, Yang Kaiming called and asked him to go to a nightclub for a drink, saying that he had messed up the last time and wanted to apologize to him.
"No." Qi Xing was very annoyed and was not in a good mood towards this boy.
“Come here, Young Master Qi. I have something new to introduce to you,” Yang Kaiming threw out the bait. “She’s fresh and pure, and I guarantee she’s no worse than Teacher Lin. You don’t have to rely on Teacher Lin for anything.”
Qi Xing wanted to say that he was no longer interested in Lin Zhinian, but changed his words when the words came to his lips: "Is it true? Don't make fun of me."
Yang Kaiming: "You will know if it is true if you come and see it in person."
So Qi Xing changed his mind and drove out.
It was half past ten when they arrived. Yang Kaiming and his gang were drinking and playing cards in the bar. When they saw Qi Xing come in, they greeted him.
Qi Xing sat down on the sofa, and a group of playboys started talking about how he was not nice enough. They had never heard him mention that he was related to Old Chen before. Qi Xing scolded them: "What does it have to do with you? You are all just eating and waiting to die. Do your families still count on you? Stop talking nonsense. Where are you?"
Yang Kaiming chuckled and pointed to the bar in front of him: "Look, the one who is mixing drinks."
Qi Xing took a casual look and saw a young man who looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. He was wearing a bartender's uniform, with long curly hair tied up and a smile on his face. His face stood out under the light. His posture of mixing cocktails was very professional and his movements were dazzling. It was indeed quite interesting.
He lazily crossed his legs and watched for a while, Yang Kaiming came over and asked with a smile: "What do you think of Qi Shao? I didn't lie to you, did I? I have been observing him for several days and tried him twice. He is not greasy, has a thin waist and long legs. He is indeed the type you like, not worse than Teacher Lin, right?"
Qi Xing glanced at him: "Try? How did you try? Don't you like breasts that are at least D cup?"
Yang Kaiming begged for mercy: "Mr. Qi, please don't make fun of me. I just chatted with him for a few words. I guarantee that this guy is really pure."
Qi Xing was a little absent-minded and not very interested, but he was really bored. He stared at the other person for a while, tapped his knees with his fingers, and said, "Then I'll go meet him."
Amid the whistles and cheers of the playboys, he stood up and walked to the bar.
He sat casually on the high stool. The bartender turned around and saw him, and asked him with a smile what he would like to drink.
Qi Xing's gaze fell on the other person. From a close distance, he found that the face was also very good, and indeed no worse than Lin Zhinian's. But inexplicably, the beastly face of Ye Xingzhou, with its cold and handsome face and sharp and smooth lines, came to his mind, especially after that guy took off his glasses, the natural charm between his deep brows and eyes was something he had never seen on anyone else.
In such a comparison, the face in front of me seems a little dull and ordinary.
Qi Xing raised his chin proudly: "Make me a cup of your favorite drink."
The bartender asked him to wait and turned back to get some wine from the rack.
Qi Xing's eyes moved around his waist again. His waist was indeed thin, but it was too thin and looked like a little girl. His body was too thin and he probably didn't have much flesh. His legs were not as long as those of some beasts, which made him look completely unattractive.
He closed his eyes in pain and felt irritated.
Another new text message came in on the phone: "Come over tonight."
Fuck you.
Qi Xing typed these four words but didn't send them out. He paused and deleted each word one by one, then changed it to: "No, I'm going to meet someone else tonight, please do as you please."
Just masturbate yourself.
Half a minute later, another message came in: "Send me the location."
Qi Xing’s reply was “Get lost”, followed by an expression that showed his eyes rolling up to the sky.
The young bartender placed the prepared cocktail in front of Qi Xing. The liquid, which transitioned from ice blue to light green, had distinct layers and was very beautiful.
The other party was explaining to him how the drink was made, but Qi Xing's mind became more and more distracted, and he didn't listen to a word. Just as he was about to pick up the glass, the bartender suddenly said, "I just started working here not long ago. It seems that today is the first time I meet Mr. Qi."
Qi Xing came back to his senses and raised his eyebrows: "Do you know me?"
The bartender pursed his lips and said, "We know each other, so I guess."
Qi Xing: "Is it?"
The other party hesitated for a moment and handed over something, which was a transparent plastic bag only half the size of a palm, containing two white pills.
Qi Xing: "What is this?"
The bartender lowered his voice and told him that this was a soft drug that someone paid him to put in his drink.
Qi Xing's face darkened instantly.
Although he loves to play, he never touches this kind of thing, and Yang Kaiming and his men don't dare to do so either.
When he heard the bartender say Ye Laosi's name, he sneered, rolled his eyes, picked up his phone and sent another message to Ye Xingzhou.
"You said before that you would help me teach Ye Wanqi's grandson a lesson, does that still count?"
The reply was: "It depends on your performance."
Qi Xing quickly sent back his location.
When he stood up, he paused and asked the bartender, "Since you took the money, why did you change your mind and sell your grandson?"
The other party smiled and said, "I hope Mr. Qi will come to support us more often when he is free in the future."
Qi Xing thought that Yang Kaiming was indeed a pig, he couldn't even tell the difference between the truly innocent and the pretending innocent. Maybe it was because Yang Kaiming came to get close to the bartender every day that Ye Wanqi's grandson saw it and had evil thoughts.
"Your methods are still too naive to seduce me, the young master."
The smile on the other person's face froze, and Qi Xing sneered: "Sorry, Master, I've changed my taste recently."
Although Ye Xingzhou was indeed a beast, he reluctantly accepted him because of his big penis, nice appearance and good looks.
Twenty minutes later, Qi Xing, along with Yang Kaiming, six or seven playboys, and more than a dozen thugs they had just hired, went upstairs in a mighty manner.
Ye Wanqi was drinking and taking drugs with someone in a private room upstairs. He hadn't reacted when Qi Xing kicked the door of the room open. He stood up unsteadily and was about to curse when Qi Xing, who came up with his hands in his pockets, kicked him again and knocked him down onto the sofa, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.
Ye Xingzhou drove here alone, and it was already past midnight.
In fact, even without Qi Xing sending his location, he knew that people were here. The nightclub was opened by a friend of his, and someone told Qi Xing as soon as he entered the door.
The street in front of the nightclub was noisy. There were at least 20 to 30 people gathered there, fighting.
Ye Xingzhou looked for a moment from about ten meters away, then turned the car to the other side of the street, stopped the car and turned off the engine, rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and slowly watched Qi Xing scolding someone in the rearview mirror, with no intention of getting off.
It was called a fight, but in fact it was Qi Xing beating people unilaterally.
The nightclub manager couldn't afford to offend both sides and was afraid that they would smash the club, so he asked them to go out and beat them up. Qi Xing didn't care. It didn't matter where he beat Ye Wanqi. As long as he could beat him to a pulp, he didn't mind doing it on the street.
Ye Wanqi was pinned to the ground and couldn't move. His face was bruised and swollen. Qi Xing held an empty bottle in his hand and slapped him on the face again and again: "I made you roll your face into the urinal last time, but you still haven't learned your lesson, right? Are you not convinced?"
Ye Wanqi cried and screamed, and Qi Xing wanted to beat him up. Yang Kaiming saw the sports car parked in front and reminded him, "Master Qi, someone seems to be coming over there."
Qi Xing turned around, squinted his eyes and stared at the car for a moment, snorted, stuffed the bottle of wine into Yang Kaiming's arms, and walked over.
He opened the driver's door, leaned over with one arm on the door, and looked at Ye Xingzhou who was smoking in the car: "Young Master Ye is really slow to come. He didn't get out of the car after he came, but just hid here to watch the show. I waited for you to help me, but the flowers are getting cold."
Ye Xingzhou looked at him, and behind the smoke there was indeed a hint of anticipation for a good show in his eyes.
Qi Xing was unhappy and cursed, "Why don't you just stop coming, bastard."
Ye Xingzhou stretched out his hand, put his arm around his waist and brought him close to him.
Qi Xing fell sideways into his arms, but his feet were still outside the car. His posture was a bit awkward. He was too lazy to move. He snatched the cigarette from Ye Xingzhou's hand, took a puff, and then put it out directly in the ashtray.
"Get out of here. I haven't finished teaching your good brother a lesson yet."
"I told you that you don't have to teach him a lesson yourself," Ye Xingzhou pinched his wrist, "Does it feel good to beat someone up?"
Qi Xing frowned: "Be gentle, my hand hurts."
Ye Xingzhou glanced over and saw that Qi Xing's wrist was indeed a little red, probably because he twisted it when he beat someone up. He pinched him for a while, then relaxed his strength and started to rub the boy's wrist.
Qi Xing hummed twice, felt a little more comfortable, and stopped resisting.
"How did he offend you today?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
Qi Xing looked over and said, "Why don't you ask him yourself what good things he has done?"
Ye Xingzhou pinched him again, and heard Qi Xing gasp. Before he could curse, he said, "I'll help you get rid of him completely."
Qi Xing raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Ye Xingzhou to say that.
Okay, he didn't ask anymore. He wanted to see what the complete solution that Ye Xingzhou mentioned was.
After Ye Xingzhou rubbed his hands a few times, Qi Xing's mind began to wander again. His eyes fell on Ye Xingzhou's face and he stared at him for a few seconds, confirming once again that this bastard was really good-looking, much better looking than that bartender.
It was indeed very enjoyable to have sex with Ye Xingzhou. Even though some of Ye Xingzhou's behaviors made him hate him, he still reluctantly accepted this sex buddy.
Food, sex and nature are part of human nature. After all, he is a vulgar man.
Ye Xingzhou: "What are you looking at?"
Qi Xing hooked his fingers on the frame of his glasses: "You are not nearsighted at all, right? Is it fun to wear a pair of glasses all day long and pretend?"
It is useless to use glasses to hide the fact that one looks gentle but is actually a scoundrel. An old rogue is an old rogue. Who is he trying to fool?
Ye Xingzhou grabbed his hand and skillfully rubbed his palm into his clothes.
Qi Xing panted, "Go away, stop being horny here."
Outside the car, Yang Kaiming dropped the bottle of wine in his hand and was stunned.
Qi Xing heard the voice, pushed Ye Xingzhou, and got out of the car: "What are you doing? You look so irritable."
Yang Kaiming was about to speak, but when he looked away and met Ye Xingzhou's cold gaze, his legs were already half limp: "...It's okay, you guys continue, I'll leave first."
After saying this, the boy turned around and walked away, quickening his pace as he wished he could dig out his own eyes.
I originally came over to check because I was worried that something had happened to Qi Xing, but I found out that the young master was sitting on a man and flirting with him. The target was still the young master Ye, who he said he would definitely give a good show to. What the hell is going on!
When Yang Kaiming thought about how he had helped Qi Xing introduce someone tonight, he broke out in a cold sweat and regretted it a thousand times. He must not let Ye Xingzhou know about it!
Qi Xing could guess without even thinking how Yang Kaiming was looking at him. He turned around and glared at Ye Xingzhou while being speechless.
Ye Xingzhou motioned to him: "Get in the car, let's go."
Qi Xing: "I'm not going to your house."
Last time, he spent a whole night at this beast's house, and he would rather die than go there again.
Ye Xingzhou didn't care: "Then let's go to your house?"
Qi Xing: “…”
How can you say that? Do you want shame or not?
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