Beauty Complex

Qin Xingyi opened a poker table in the chess and card room. Sitting on the table was all the young masters who were not short of money, playing very big.  Jiang Bailu didn't know how to play cards. He held a teacup and sat on the empty table opposite to drink. He watched the mixed-race man with amber eyes biting his cigarette, the smoke rose on the card table without losing its cool.

     Qin Xingyi have known him for 20 years and he know what he is thinking him saying anything, "You don't to look at him, the person who was introduced to you is not him, but the one next to him."

     Jiang Bailu said, "What's his name?"

     Qin and his party: "Song Tang."

     Jiang Bailu glanced at him, "I'm not asking about my future partner, I'm asking about the person next to my future partner."

     Qin Xingyi : "..."

     "Qin Xingyi ." Jiang Bailu seriously called hai name out, "You made up the forum in advance, and you lied saying that we will be playing here to make me to come and play temporarily,but  I didn't blame you for anything. I am just inquiring about a name, but you also refuse to tell me?"

     Qin Xingyi : "I am colliding together with someone."

     Jiang Bailu: "..."

     Jiang Bailu: "Oh."

     Qin Xingyi stretched out his hand to hold his eyebrows, "he is also one of the rich young masters, who just said that he didn't want to fall in love with the rich young master?"

     "I said so." Jiang Bailu drank the tea in the cup with his head up, "but I just found out that he is very handsome playing cards, much more handsome than my poor boyfriend, so I changed my mind again."

     Qin Xingyi sneered, "So it only takes you one glance, and you will change the road (choice)  just like that?"

     Jiang Bailu: "..."

     In the middle, Yu Junlin got up to answer the phone and asked Qin Xingyi to come and play for him.  Jiang Bailu also took a small bench and followed him, and took a seat next to Qin Xingyi , and said without shame, "I'll help you look at the cards."

     Song Tang, who was diagonally opposite, raised a pair of peachy eyes and looked at him enthusiastically, "Bailu, come here to help me take a look."

     Jiang Bailu was taken aback for a moment, and didn't ask the other party why he called him by his motherly breast name. He clearly hasn't said  a few words to him so far, but when he called him, he was so familiar with him as if they are a couple who had been in love for two or three years. 

     He moved slowly, sitting between the smoking man and Song Tang, glanced at Song Tang's card, and said honestly: "I don't  see it."

     Song Tang turned away abruptly, raised half of his eyebrows casually, and forced him to see a trace of amorous feelings, "Then you help me look at Ceng Ge's card, and then secretly tell me."

     It turned that his name is  Ceng Ge.

     Jiang Bailu looked into Cen Ge's arms obediently, the latter flipped his wrist gently, pressed the face down, turned his head and asked indifferently: "What are you looking at?" His town tone sounded like an ignorant child, that was scolding him. 

     Jiang Bailu smiled disapprovingly, and squinted his eyes closer. When he opened his mouth to talk, his warm breath sprayed on the other's neck, "Mr. Ceng, are you mixed?"

     Ceng Ge hummed indifferently.

     Jiang Bailu asked again: "Mr. Ceng, which country did you mix with? Canada? Germany?"

     Ceng Ge threw out a card, his voice was faint: "American."

     Jiang Bailu made an oh sound, as if his curiosity was finally satisfied, he straightened his body and retreated.

     Ceng Ge raised his hand and pressed out the cigarette in the ashtray, frowning slightly, only to realize that he had played a wrong card.

     Two hours after dinner, someone knocked on the door outside the room.  Jiang Bailu quit the game and got up to open the door. Song Tang leaned against the door in a bathrobe and asked him affectionately: "Bailu , do you want to go to the hot springs?"

     Jiang Bailu wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ceng Ge who was smoking indifferently behind him, he agreed instead.  He changed his clothes and shoes and walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him with his backhand.

     In front of Ceng Ge's face, Song Tang calmly lifted his arm around his (Bailu) shoulder and hugged him, but he turned his head to talk to Ceng Ge:: "Shall we go to the open-air bath behind the mountain?"

     Ceng Ge didn't even look at him. Most of his handsome face was hidden in the dimly lit light, and his voice sounded lazily: "It's up to you."

     The arm resting on his shoulders tightened, Jiang Bailu frowned and turned his head, only to see the stiff and unhappy side line of Song Tang's face. He pondered for a moment and suddenly raised his eyebrows in interest.

     The purely natural open-air hot spring pond was steaming in the cold winter night, and the soft light above the head became misty.  The pale yellow moon hung in the sky indifferently, with a few dim stars scattered all around it.

     Song Tong sat on a wicker chair and called the receptionist to send wine over .

     Jiang Baiyun went to the clothes rack to take off his clothes, and just as his hand touched the knotted belt, a tall and straight figure came into his sight from the right. Jiang Bailu's movement of untying the belt slightly paused, quietly turning his face to stare at the other man's exposed solid chest and strong, thin, and tight waist.

     Ceng Ge passed him and threw the bathrobe on the hanger, and his magnetic voice was deliberately lowered into his ears with the cold wind of the night:"Do you want your eyes?"

     Jiang Bailu's lower abdomen was slightly tightened, he retracted his gaze, lowered his head and took off his clothes and put them away. He glanced at Song Tang, who was still picking a drink in the distance, and took a step towards Ceng Ge abruptly, with his toes almost to the tip of his opponent's feet, his lips slightly open as if inadvertently, brushing past the edge of Ceng Ge's chin, gently opening his mouth: "Ceng Ge, your eyes are so beautiful. "

        The other hand was placed against his slightly raised belly through his swim trunks, and his eyes narrowed in dissatisfaction, "Mind your mouth and penis, I am not homosexual."

     Jiang Baiyun a pair of eyes curved up, "You straight guys always say that before going to bed with the same sex."

     for example--

     For example, his poor ex-boyfriend who killed a thousand swords.