Chapter 30: The Demons Dance

Entering the elevator, Yan Yu pressed the floor button and stood in the corner.

Lan Weiyan stood in the middle of the right, looking up at the floor and counting it.

He had long known that Yan Yu did not have a girlfriend.

Of course, I don't have a boyfriend either.

Single dogs know single dogs best.

Yan Yu has the same kind of breath on his body.

Yan Yu racked his brains to think of a topic, breaking the awkward silence, "What were you doing in the bathroom just now?" How did it take that long? ”

However, the conversation that follows on this issue seems to be more awkward.

Lan Weiyan didn't want to answer this question.

He can't say that he dozed off when he read academic works, but as a result, he had a spring dream, and he woke up and was in heat when he heard the voice of an old man, right?

In this case, what else can you do in the bathroom?

Of course, it's inconvenient to disclose.

"I, my stomach is uncomfortable......" Lan Weiyan's voice was weak, and his cheeks were crimson.

"Huh? What's wrong? Have you had a bad stomach before? Yan Yu's tone was concerned, and he moved a little closer to Lan Weiyan.

"No, no," Lan Weiyan shook his head again and again, casually repeating nonsense, "Maybe I've been hungry for too long......"

Hearing him say this, Yan Yu suddenly remembered that he was also hungry.

He looked at Lan Weiyan's emaciated face, and guessed that this was a picky eater, "By the way, what do you like to eat?" Are there any taboos? ”

He didn't expect that the reason why Lan Weiyan looked thin was because of playing games all night.

"There's nothing taboo about it, but I don't like sweets very much."

"Then you can't go to the restaurant...... Yan Yu muttered.

When he arrived at the underground garage, Yan Yu took Lan Weiyan to his parking space.

Lan Weiyan looked at the modified Maserati Quattroporte sedan in front of him, and couldn't stop roaring in his heart.

The bright purple body shimmers in the uncrowded underground garage, contrasting with the understated silver-black executive cars that surround it.

"Brother Xiao Yan, your car ......" Lan Weiyan swallowed.

Whether to use "Liangsao" or "Mingsao" to describe it, it is worth tangling.

"Have you ever heard of the legendary Purple?" Yan Yu smiled evilly, "That's it." ”

Lan Weiyan's heartbeat missed half a beat.

Such a strange old man, isn't he the only one who is coquettish.

"Haha, Brother Xiao Yan, you are so brave......" Lan Weiyan was a little incoherent.

Yan Yu thoughtfully fastened the seat belt for Lan Weiyan, and said seriously, "This is not a question of being brave or not, this is a question of aesthetics." ”

"Aesthetic?"

"Our world is color, not monotonous black and white."

"The costume design is colorful, but the car is ......"

Yan Yu stiffened his face, "Look, you have a conservative aesthetic, and you have no future - especially in the sex toy industry, being conservative means being eliminated." ”

Lan Weiyan felt that there was some truth in this, and secretly wrote it down.

Yan Yu began to pretend to be a professor again, "Do you know what color the most popular massager was last year?" ”

Lan Weiyan shook his head.

He's an honest kid who hasn't even bought a condom.

Yan Yu showed a smug expression, "It's purple!" It's this kind of angry purple! ”

Lan Weiyan felt his neck fluttering.

He delusionally felt that he was not in a dream limousine, but in a large massager with four wheels......

"So, Brother Xiao Yan, you're really a, right?" Lan Weiyan asked again.

There is still a difference between pure gay and bisexuality.

Lan Weiyan, as a homogeneous, cannot accept bisexuality.

The scenery beside the road moves back smoothly and quickly.

At night, S City is bustling but not noisy.

Lan Weiyan turned his head sideways and saw that Yan Yu's face had darkened gloomily at some point.