The actor is a licking dog

Chapter 55

It was 02:30 in the morning when the plane landed. In M City in November, the nights are always extremely cold, and the cool wind penetrates into the clothes as if killing people.

Qin Feng wrapped up his black coat tightly, stepped on the shiny leather shoes and quickly got into the taxi, with his thin lips slightly parted, the words he spit out were three points colder than the night wind outside the car window: "Go to Jinchun Road."

Jinchun Road is a famous bar street in M ​​City, a red-light district that is tacitly understood. I headed straight there after leaving the airport in the middle of the night. The driver couldn't help but glanced at the man in the back seat from the rearview mirror. A gentle and refined man.

There are few cars on the road at night, and it took about an hour to drive from the airport to Jinchun Road, but it only took more than half an hour.

Qin Feng handed the driver 200 yuan directly, opened the door and got out of the car without waiting for him to change, and walked into the bustling street.

The whole city is asleep, but this street is lively and lively.

Qin Feng walked in the direction of "Hong" with big strides. There were two couples kissing unscrupulously outside the door. Seeing his ascetic attire, one of them couldn't help but take a second look, and temporarily looked away The person pushed away and whistled at him: "Hey, are you interested in joining us?"

Without squinting, Qin Feng opened the metal door of the bar with his black gloved hand, and stepped into the world composed of lights, dry ice, music, alcohol, and laughter.

A hot DJ is playing in the bar, the dance floor is full of people, the atmosphere is hot, and there is no sign of winter at all.

He walked to the bar and wanted to ask the waiter if Encore was here tonight, but when he got to the front, he saw that familiar figure.

He was not wearing women's clothing, not even a thick coat, but only a red hooded sweater. His back looked very thin, like a poor little animal.

Qin Feng thought of how Lei Ting was furious last night when he got angry, his eyes flickered slightly, how could he be pitiful?It was clearly a wild cat with teeth and claws.

Seeing that he was safe, he should have gone back, but Qin Feng's feet didn't obey him. He walked over and pulled a high chair to sit next to Anke, staring silently at his blushing side face, no matter how hard he looked No matter how soft it is, it also has a strong sense of presence.

An Ke was so annoyed that he uttered the word "roll" in a deep voice.

Still resenting the man in his heart, he scratched the wine in the glass fiercely with his eyes, still puzzled, picked up the glass and wanted to drink it down, but his wrist was grabbed.

What caught his eye was a pair of black leather gloves. He was startled, then turned his head and saw the hateful face of the man in his mind appearing in front of his eyes.

His face was dark and heavy, but his cheeks were blushing from the alcohol, which made his emotional expression drop sharply.

"Release," Anke opened his mouth, and the smoky smell of alcohol sprayed on Qin Feng's face, "Relax for me."

Qin Feng frowned in displeasure, took the wine glass away forcefully from his hand, and put it heavily out of Enke's reach, "How much did you drink?"

"I want you to care! Get out of here quickly, don't scold me here." Anke snapped his fingers, raised his eyebrows and said to the bartender, "Have a glass of whiskey, don't add ice, I licked ice cubes recently and licked my tongue It hurts, I don't want to wait on you anymore."

The bartender gave him an ambiguous smile and turned to pour him a drink.

Not long after, the bartender pushed a glass of whiskey in front of Anke, his smiling eyes swept across Qin Feng's face, and then fell back on Anke, "Ex-boyfriend?"

"Tch, it's just an ex-boyfriend." Anke picked up his glass and raised his hand at Qin Feng provocatively, "I respect you, I'll toast you and get out."

This time the wine glass was snatched away as soon as it touched his lips.

Qin Feng raised his head and drank the glass of pure whiskey in one gulp. He drank it in a hurry, the liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth, down his jaw and finally sank into the collar of his black coat. Enke stared at his rolling Adam's apple with calm eyes, waiting The wine glass fell on the bar with a crisp sound, and he suddenly smiled.

"What do you mean?" Encore asked.

Although he had just drank a glass of strong wine, Qin Feng's facial expression remained unchanged, as if he had just drank a glass of plain water.

The black leather gloves wiped away the wet marks around his mouth, and he passed the question back to Anke intact: "What do you mean?"

Anke propped his head on one hand, and looked at him sideways: "I really hate you more and more, who do you always show such a superior look? What do I mean, I made it very clear yesterday, You are a well-known director, so you don’t understand, do you?”

He maintained this posture and looked intently at the pair of deep eyes behind the lens. There was no tension and anger in the confrontation Qin Feng imagined, and Anke's eyes were peaceful.

"I figured it out. The two of us are people from two worlds. I thought about wanting to be with you for a long time before, but I lost my head for a while."

An Ke sighed softly, suddenly he felt much more relaxed, and even a smile appeared on his face.

"You like Jianyi, like Yingdi He, who is like Yangchun Baixue. You are in the same world. What about me? It's just something that was beaten out of the mud. No matter how white it is washed, it still smells of tobacco and alcohol. Climbing on you Your bed is fucking disgusting to you, isn't it?"

Qin Feng's lips were pursed into a thin and straight line, he took off his glasses, and only looked at Encore through a layer of warm air.

Suddenly, I felt that this child was a little strange.

He never really knew him.

Qin Feng suddenly grabbed An Ke's hand on the bar, tightened his strength, and said in a deep voice, "Come back with me."

"Why do you go back? Continue to kneel at your feet and get beaten. Fuck? I'm not that fucking cheap."

An Ke brushed his hand away, leaned over his upper body, and almost touched Qin Feng's forehead, looking like they were intimate, but only Qin Feng could see the coldness in his eyes.

"You let me know, who do you think about when you... fuck me?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave the answer without any hesitation: "You."

An Ke grabbed his collar fiercely, the veins on his arms bulged, almost piercing through his fair skin, "Are you fucking fooling a ghost? Do you dare to say that you don't have any thoughts about Jian Yi?"

Qin Feng frowned, "No."

"Lie!" An Ke gritted his teeth: "I said, why do you suddenly insist on me playing that broken B Chen Nuo, isn't it just to make it easier for you to fuck. Do you think of him when I am? Qin Feng, you are a fucking lunatic, or a Counsel. Drive crazy! If you like simplicity, go compete with He Boyan, cosplay, I will not accompany you!"

He pushed Qin Feng back hard, and walked out the door angrily.

Qin Feng stabilized his body, immediately got up and grabbed Anke's wrist, and explained in a deep voice: "It was my fault last night. I didn't understand your mood and let you go instead. I apologize to you. But I promise you , I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about Jian Yi, I'm just too engrossed in filming recently, you should know."

"Why are you telling me this? Seeking to get back together?" Anke turned her head, her eyes flushed and tears glistening in her eyes, "When did we really get together?"

Except when making love, Qin Feng has never seen Anke's eyes with tears.

On weekdays, Anke is perverse and rough, with a stubbornness in his bones, like a wild grass growing out of the cracks in the rocks, stained with mud, and it doesn't hurt to be trampled on.Even if it is bent or crushed, he will not die.

But the Encore in front of him was aggrieved, vulnerable, and blatantly filled with hatred.

Qin Feng's throat tightened, and he tightened his grip on the opponent's wrist, "Follow me, we—"

He had never spoken love words to anyone in his life, and for a while he was at a loss for words and couldn't speak.

Anke's eyes that flashed brightly for a moment turned dark.

"If you really don't want to break it, you can." He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, and then smiled, his smile was very bright and moving, "Anyway, it's fun to play with you. If you want to play new tricks, come to me , I promise to cooperate. But remind you, make an appointment in advance and queue up."

Qin Feng's face faintly revealed a sullen look, he didn't like to hear such self-deprecating words.

An Ke stopped smiling, and said with a serious face, "Let go."

Qin Feng didn't let go, but his strength was even greater.

Encore increased the volume: "Let go!"

The confrontation between the two has already attracted the attention of many people. Hearing Encore's two yells, a few regular customers sitting at the bar who often chat and drink with Encore put down their glasses and came over. Qin Feng looked at his left and right shoulders and said, "Didn't you hear that buddy? Coco asked you to let go."

Qin Feng ignored these people, and suddenly pulled Anke in front of him forcefully, pinching his chin tightly with black leather gloves, and said coldly, "Tonight."

Encore was intimidated by his powerful eyes, hesitated for a second, and then said: "What?"

"Come with me tonight," Qin Feng's jawline tensed a bit, and his dark voice was full of danger, "I'm going to fuck you to death, and see how you behave."

"Fuck, you are a pervert!" The brothers who were pressing his shoulders behind him exchanged glances when they heard this, and worked together to push him back. The neat coat was torn into a mess, and the scene It became chaotic in an instant.

While pushing and shoving, Anke's wrist finally broke free from Qin Feng's grasp.

An Ke squeezed his sore wrist and was led out the door with a blank mind. Looking back, Qin Feng was surrounded by five or six people, as if he had been punched in the face.

He felt a little pity.

That punch should have been delivered by him, but he couldn't do it.

After all, the reason why he jumped into this fire pit was because of his pretty face.

An Ke got in a taxi and went home. The man who sent him out wanted to come back with him, but he pushed him out of the car.

After entering the door, he kicked off his shoes and threw himself into the bed, put his hands on his eyes, bit his lip and whimpered a few times in the darkness.

There was a burning pain in the wrist, and the domineering force of that man still remained in the jaw.In fact, it's not just these two places, every inch of his body, even the inside of his body, has been left indelible by Qin Feng.

He wants to give up, how easy is it?

If Qin Feng hadn't chased after him, didn't look at him with that kind of look, and didn't say those ambiguous words to him, maybe he could be more free and easy, instead of falling like a fool who fell in love and couldn't help himself like he is now. tears.

Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, Enke got up and turned on the light and changed into her pajamas. When she went to the window and drew the curtains, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing under the street lamp downstairs.

He was stunned for a moment, and the people downstairs looked up, they were obviously far away, and the lights were dim, but Anke was pinned in place by that gaze for no reason.

The heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then there was a violent restlessness that almost burst the chest.

Anke drew the curtains tremblingly, staggered to the door, turned off the light, and locked the door.

He leaned his back against the cold door, covered his face, and told himself: Anke, don't waver, you are not suitable.

Groping in the dark and crawling onto the bed, Anke buried herself in the bed and tried to fall asleep, but her heart had already drifted out of the window.

Every ten minutes, he threw off the quilt and ran to the window, gently opened a corner of the curtain and looked downstairs. The slender figure stood like a sculpture in the night, showing no intention of leaving.

"Stupid." An Ke couldn't help scolding, and her heart began to hurt.

Early the next morning, Anke went downstairs to buy breakfast with two dark circles under her eyes. When she passed by Qin Feng, she saw the bruise on the corner of his mouth, and asked angrily, "What do you want to do? You haven't made it clear what you said yesterday?"

Qin Feng completed the unfinished sentence last night: "Stay with me, let's try."

An Ke's hand in the pocket of the down jacket curled up nervously, "Are you kidding?"

"I'm serious," Qin Feng's steady voice finally had some ups and downs, "give me a... chance to like you."

Anke blinked, he was sure that he was hallucinating.

Qin Feng stepped in front of him, Anke immediately came back to his senses, and ran into the building, turning around and shouting at Qin Feng: "You, you, you, hurry up, you are so old, don't play this game with me! "