[BL] Is it too late to cancel the wedding ?

Chapter 1 : it's quite fun

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Eight o'clock in the evening is a good time for clubbing and drinking.

Jiang Yao was nestled on the sofa in the club, staring at the empty wine glass with only ice cubes left in it.

A careless love song on the stage finally ended. Several women sat down beside him with smile plastered on their faces and pushed a few bottles of foreign wine on the table.

"Young Master Jiang, this is the newly arrived wine, flown in from a private winery in Country F..."

"There is no need for introduction."

Jiang Yao interrupted the woman's words and opened his half closed eyes as if he had just come back to his senses.

"Just put it in my account like before."

With just one sentence from young master jiang , this week's performance was maxed out.

Several people poured wine for him with smiles on their faces. Under the overlapping light and dark lights, their eyes quietly lingered on him, somewhat distracted.

There is almost no flaws with the face in front of them. No matter how many times you see his face, seeing it again makes your heart flutter.

But to describe him as handsome is not quite appropriate.

Different from his sharp eyebrows and starry appearance, Jiang Yao has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and there is a vague air of romanticism on the tip of his eyebrows, and there is always a kind of casual sexiness.

Especially today, this kind of sexy feeling is more clear, and it is even stronger.

It's a pity that their task is to be a card partners and they don't have the opportunity to delve deeply into the temperature under this skin.

Jiang Yao rarely thinks when playing cards causing his speed to be fast, and his playing speed today was even ridiculously fast, even a little out of order.

It's as if all the strength in the body has gathered at his fingertips, throwing out  cards continuously so as not to have nowhere to vent.

As the cards were picked up and thrown, the cuffs of the black shirt that didn't fit well enough bulged slightly, and the wide space repeatedly exposed the cold white skin underneath.

There is an obvious half circle of dark red near the raised wrist bone.

So does the other wrist.

A sign that the wrist  has been tied up for a long time.

Except for Jiang Yao, everyone on this table is a veteran who has been on the field for a long time. It can be seen at a glance how unusual and exciting this mark is.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang is quite playful in private."

Hearing this, Jiang Yao lowered his eyes along their gaze, tightened his sleeves and said nothing.

His secretive attitude only aroused the gossip among those around him.

Jiang Yao is a regular customer here. He has a generous personality and he spends generously. Every time he comes here, he has a bunch of good-looking waiters to accompany him, but that doesn't stop there.

He usually just drinks and plays cards. If he wins, the money goes to his card partner. If he loses, its his fault. If anyone is good at playing cards, they will get enough tips.

No matter how many people show their desire for him, he never shows mercy to "admirers".

He clearly has a face that looks like he has ten girlfriends.