Although the big dog was vicious and in a fierce way, although it was still dark around, it was also a public place after all. After chewing two bites, the first day of the New Year calmed down, wiped his mouth and took a sip of mango juice.

Yan Hang reached out to take a sip of the wine. When he put down the cup, a voice came from beside him. The sound was not too high, but it was still clear in this quiet atmosphere.

“It’s so disgusting.”

Yan Hang's hand had just left the cup, and when he heard this, his hand calmed in the air.

His first reaction was to take a look at the first year of junior high school.

On the first day of the New Year, I was still holding mango juice and sat without moving.

The person who said this was a female voice. The direction of the voice was the young couple sitting behind the diagonal slope of the first year of the junior high school.

"Forget it." The boy whispered.

"What's up," the girl still had a low voice, "It's so disgusting in public!"

"Change a table," said the boy, "It's a clean thing to lose sight."

"Why should we change it?" the girl was unhappy. "If you want to change it, they will change it. It's not gay here, so it would be good if you didn't let them get out."

"Sound it a little bit." said the boy.

"Why do you need to whisper," the girl raised her voice and waved her hand again, "Waiter!"

Yan Hang looked at Chuyi, and he was a little worried that Chuyi would not be able to stand it.

But Chuyi looked quite calm, and I don’t know if it was really calm, or if it didn’t come back to my senses for a while.

"Puppy." Yan Hang called him.

"Yes." Chu Yi looked up at him.

"It's okay." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah," Chu Yi responded, thinking about it and said, "We want to leave?"

"Leave when you want to leave." Yan Hang said.

Chu Yi didn't say anything and nodded.

The waiter who was called to the next table whispered a few times there and walked towards their table.

"Sorry, both of you, please disturb me," the waiter was a little girl. He looked a little embarrassed when he spoke. "That's right. The two guests over there wanted to ask if you can change a table?"

"Change tables with them?" Yan Hang narrowed his eyes.

"No," the waiter became even more embarrassed. "Yes... can you please change to there? There are still many empty tables on our side."

"Why?" Yan Hang asked.

"Because... they just think, uh, think..." The waiter frowned and said it was very difficult.

Yan Hang didn't want to make things difficult for the service, so he stopped her words: "It's okay, let them come over and say it yourself, it's basic politeness."

"Okay, first," the waiter nodded quickly, "Sorry."

"Yan Hang," Chu Yi whispered, "Don't, don't..."

"Don't fight," Yan Hang said, "I understand."

"No." said Chuyi.

"Hmm? Then what else?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Don't hit people." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang leaned on the sofa and laughed: "Okay, I understand."

"What does it mean!" The girl over there was probably very angry and stopped controlling the volume at all. She stood up and raised her voice at them, "Are you sick!"

"Call," Yan Hang turned his head and put his arm on his pillow, "If you say louder, I'll cheer you up."

"What did you say?" The boy also stood up and pointed to Yan Hang, "You say it again!"

"Come on," said Yan Hang, "orgeonguys.goahead.louderplease."

The boy pushed the chair and rushed over here.

The waiter quickly went up to stop him, but he pulled him away.

Yan Hang saw that he rushed to the table and stopped, then asked again: "What's the matter?"

"Be careful when you speak!" The boy pointed at him.

Yan Hang curled the corners of his mouth.

Chu Yi, who had not made any noise and looked very nervous, raised his head and looked at his hand: "You, put down your hand."

Yan Hang wanted to whistle very much at this moment, but he held back and just raised his eyebrows.

The boy looked at the first day of junior high school, hesitated for two seconds, put down his arm, looked at his girlfriend, and said again: "You can change the table, my girlfriend doesn't want to see homosexuality, it's disgusting."

"You can't see it if you change the table," Yan Hang took a sip of wine, "You can't see it even if you go out."

"Why should we leave!" the girl shouted there, "You guys shouldn't go out at all! You still have the face to kiss and hug them!"

"You two are just too close to having a bed," said Yan Hang.

The boy lifted the chair next to him and was about to rush to him, but before he could exert force, Yan Hang had already stood up and grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back half-pressed and half-stealed.

This trick my father used on him every time, and he was very helpless. He was basically pushed down with a palm.

The effect he used was also great. The boy staggered back and sat on the chair that he had just lifted to the side.

Just when he was angry and embarrassed and wanted to stand up with great shame, Chu Yi suddenly stood up.

The boy was stunned.

Maybe I felt that one-on-one could still struggle, but now I was instantly one-on-two, so I suddenly fell into the entanglement of whether it was embarrassing or even more embarrassing to be with my girlfriend.

On the first day of the Chu Dynasty, I picked up the mango juice, drank all the remaining sips, and then took a look at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang felt that except for his father, he probably only communicated with the intention of the first year of junior high school. He sighed: "I don't want to drink anymore."

Chuyi picked up the cocktail wine near his chicken butt and drank it in one sip, then said, "Let's go."

Yan Hang took his coat and followed the back of the first year of junior high school. Seeing that the first year of junior high school walked towards the door of the store with great enthusiasm, without any intention of pausing, he had to shout: "Brother Dog."

I looked back at him in the first year of junior high school.

"You wait for me to settle the account first?" Yan Hang said.

"...Oh," Chu Yi came to his senses, "I'll do it."

"No, no, no," Yan Hang stopped him, "I'll just come, how can I let the boss pay..."

"I just want to invite you to drink today." Chu Yi was a little anxious.

"Stop." Yan Hang looked at him.

Chu 1 hesitated for a moment: "Oh."

Yan Hang went to settle the bill. When he walked out, he saw the girl staring at them with an upset look on his face.

Yan Hang ignored her and walked out of the store with Chu Yi.

After arriving on the street, he did not leave directly, but crossed the street and went to a small supermarket diagonally opposite to buy a pack of cigarettes.

After buying cigarettes, he stood in the supermarket door and looked over the bar.

"What?" Chuyi asked.

"Do you want to vent your anger?" Yan Hang glanced at him.

Chu Yi looked over there and sighed softly: "No need."

"Really?" Yan Hang asked.

"Really," Chu Yili nodded, "Are you angry?"

"I guess he can make himself angry in one go," Yan Hang said, "I don't like it."

"Then you'll move too, you'll have your hands." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang clicked and looked at him.

"Because he started to do it first," Chu nodded, "I don't think about it either. I don't think about it, such a mixed bag, a solid color, and a slight look at it."

Yan Hang didn't say anything, and he smiled for a long time when he saw it.

"Shopping?" said Chuyi.

"Okay." Yan Hang pushed open the door and walked out.

There are high-end shops on the bar street. No matter how good or bad the things are, the price can be scary. Not to mention the first day of the New Year, Yan Hang himself would not buy things here, but it would be okay to stroll around.

But I couldn't even go shopping in the first year of junior high school. I just looked outside, looked at the window, and looked inside by the door.

"Come in and take a look? They won't be able to get your money by raising your pocket," said Yan Hang.

"I can see it all at once," said Chu Yi, "and my eyes are very good."

Yan Hang sighed, put his arm on his shoulder, and the two of them slowly walked forward and admired the window.
To be continued...