"Uncle Gu! Don't make desserts for those cats and dogs anymore!" After the celebration banquet, Yang Zhou used his alcohol to force Gu Xici to fool around in the bedroom.
Gu Xici pressed him firmly on the bed and took out a cotton pad from his backpack to remove Yang Zhou's makeup. Yang Zhou has a boyish appearance, and the makeup artist likes to put blush on his nose and chin to make his facial features more round and cute. Together with the drunken flush on Yang Zhou's cheeks, he looks like a red apple pie. Gu Xici wiped it carefully twice to make sure there was no more foundation on his face, then patted Yang Zhou's face and said, "They are all customers."
"That's not okay!" Yang Zhou closed his eyes and kept talking non-stop, from the nymphomaniac college students who came to buy desserts to the snacks Gu Xici prepared for other people's birthday banquets. There was a meaning in his words. Can those mortals understand your desserts? Only I, Yang Zhou, can understand!
"Uncle Gu, am I a customer too?
Hearing this, Gu Xici raised his head, met Yang Zhou's wet and shining eyes, shook his head and said, "You're not. "
"You don't pay. "
Righteous speech Gu Xici x talkative Xiaoshou Yang Zhou