"Customer... Every time I sing this song I will think of every customer. Think of a good atmosphere. Good friendships formed, smiles, laughter, or even tears from heartache... "

“We can hug each other warmly. I will be one person and we will represent a group of musicians who never judge customers from outside. We never look down on every baht that our customers give us. We never set a precedent for gender. We are happy to love you, all our customers, from our hearts. No matter what kind of customer you are.

What kind of things do you do or have feelings? Where do you come from? What is your profession? Whether you are rich or poor, let us be friends with every customer. People in every moment of your life. Let's all grow together. Thank you."

(Singing) Just one word of love. It means I'm the only one. I want to hear again that you love me. You don't have to love as much as the sky. But I want you to love me as much. There is no need for additional But love is no less.... ( (The song asks for it to be the same. Inbudookan) )

"Wait a minute.." Mao, the band's lead singer, raised his hand to signal the band to stop playing music when a customer approached the front of the stage. Gently beckoning

A male customer, about twenty-five and twenty-six years old, was carrying a long spoon full of food to the brim and walked in front of the stage where the lead singer was singing.

"Open a new dimension of giving, haha.." Mao said, laughing loudly when he saw a customer handing over a spoon with food.

tight! pontoon! The sound of drums and guitar plays to answer jokes that are meant to tease customers.

"She's so cute, haha..." The lead singer of the band stretched up to his full height and looked around the shop while chatting with customers tonight in a joyful mood.

“What is it?” he squatted down and looked at the spoon in the customer's hand again. He asked with a smile and an amused look in his eyes to set the mood.

"Laab.." A cheerful voice answered as he handed a spoon full of pork larb to a thin, white young singer to eat.

Mao is a singer who sings beautifully. Good-natured and friendly, which we're familiar with since he visits here often and sees him regularly. Seeing the friendliness and cuteness of the singer and band members, he dared to play with them.

"Lab? Haha.. then I have to chew it quickly. You have to hurry and cry, right? Haha!” Mao laughed loudly. Teasing both myself and the kind person who went out of their way to share a spoonful of brightly colored pork larb. Let yourself taste Even though he didn't want to accept the kindness, Mao only pretended to laugh as he opened his mouth to accept the food.

Rules of the group: Don't reject anything you send to us. You have to accept it all, even if you don't want it in your heart..

Booze, food, and money. Sometimes they pretend to send wet wipes and I still accept them. Think about it.

Since working as a singer in liquor stores, from not being a good drinker, nowadays I hardly even touch water. Send it to me. Send it to me. I'm drunk every day.

Come on~

"I'm looking for something to do, customer. Haha~" Pay your respects nicely and receive the money the customer gave you for a special trip of 1,000 baht.

"Yes! It's so delicious."

"Next time, please have sticky rice." He drank water to cleanse his mouth before teasingly asking for sticky rice. Then come back and continue singing until the hour agreed upon with the store is completed.

Eighty percent of the lives of Mao and his bandmates revolve around taverns. The other twenty percent depends on where the customer hires them to play.

Luckily, we have work for most of the month. The income is quite large, but you have to make trade-offs as well. Time to waste Tired, hardly able to rest the body No need to mention health. Going to get a blood test will probably find that the alcohol level has hit the ceiling. But it's their profession. Doing anything else would be difficult.

"A customer hired me to go to a birthday party," Apple, a young man with a muscular body but a sweet heart, told his group of friends who were managing the work queue. Take care of food, clothes, hair, and drive the shuttle when traveling to work. Being the manager of all their lives would be right.

"What day?" Green, the bass player, asked.

"The Fifteenth Day"

"You won't let me rest, Eple." Mao forgot to follow and looked up at the driver before closing his eyes to rest on the way back to the condo where he lived. My head hurts with this friend. Accepting a job without asking about a friend's health.

“I saw that it was only an hour. Work starts at 6 p.m. and ends at 7 p.m. With a salary of 200,000 baht, it's worth it to the point where I don't dare refuse it." A small, high-pitched voice that tried to sound annoyingly cute spoke out. But the entire group of friends looked up almost immediately. Know your hunger for money.

"Who is it?" the keyboardist champion asked in a calm, stylish voice.

"Nong June, how are you? She wants us to surprise her at her brother's birthday party. "Apple told his friends in the circle Nong June is a fan of Yi Mao. Yi Mao screamed and almost wanted to surrender, but Yi Mao acted well. Be polite to ladies Will play sometimes, tease sometimes only while working. When he finished working, Yi Mao was like a dog taking medicine. He was depressed and dizzy because he was drunk.

"She is pleased with Yi Mao. I really like E Mao's singing voice the most. In fact, she only requests E Mao. But I said that we work together as a team. If you want to hire them, you have to do it all.” Apple looked at Mao. Send a wink to your friend to make him cringe.

"Huh!"

“Actually, you can just let it go by itself. Will they be able to sleep with their wives?"

"But the money must be divided equally," said Pong. He didn't feel hurt or anything. Even better, I'll have time to spend with my wife to the fullest.

"x

Come on, damn it." Small mouth shot back at his bandmates when he heard the annoying words. Will you let me be tired alone? Dream!

"Can't you do it for your friend, for me?"

"No, I can't, Brother First. But you guys are going to let me work alone and you guys go be happy with your wives, you idiots!”

“Nong Dream misses his father very much. I want you to have time for me."

"You don't have to use your child as an excuse for Brother First. Oh, I'll go alone." It's only for the sake of the grandchild.

"We're here. Go down to Yi Mao."

"Thank you. Please call me tomorrow."

"Yes, Dad~ Whatever you want, I'll prepare it for you."

"I don't know. Let's buy it."

Mao got out of the van and walked sleepily into the 21st floor condo that he had bought with his hard earned money. Touch the key card to enter the room with a usable area of ​​103 square meters. Take off your shoes and place them on the shelf. Before unbuttoning your jeans, start taking off your clothes from the doorway to the bedroom so as not to waste time. Walked naked into the shower, washed off the sweat stains and cigarette smell until she smelled clean.

Peek, peek.. The sound of a dry cough makes people who drink a lot have to come out and drink water. Open the refrigerator, inside there are only 3 bottles of drinking water. There were no other food items left for Mao to put in his mouth. I drank almost all the water until my body felt a little better. But it's still dull. Some from various drinks that customers send.

Mao's life alone, he didn't have to care about anyone. He ate and slept alone, spent most of his life with work and friends.

Mao's family, parents, siblings live in other provinces. His family has a dairy farm. I'm not sure if I can call it a farm or not. It's a small family business. Income is enough to support one's stomach comfortably. Personally, he would rather live in the city. He also likes lights and sounds. Still fascinated with meeting many people Like complete convenience, whether it be department stores, restaurants, cafes, community malls. Which can travel easily and is convenient to work with, so he has not thought about returning to continue the business at home.

Even though he was tired from work and hardly had time to rest, he was happy when he saw the smiles and laughter of people in various places. where he goes to sing

"Haha~" He opened his mouth and yawned until tears came out of the corners of his eyes. Stepping onto the soft bed, you slid down and fell asleep in no time.

The work that is done requires a lot of energy. Must entertain customers to make them happy with the music. Moreover, nowadays Mao's band has almost become a comedy group. Playing music and singing isn't enough. You must make jokes for customers to watch as well to bring laughter and entertainment. Returning home, Mao's condition was as seen.

Condition!

Luckily, he doesn't have a girlfriend like the rest of the group. Otherwise, I would probably be worried about my face and my back and not be able to do anything. Today, Mao himself still cannot manage his own life properly. I wouldn't dare to have anyone come into my life.

Ding!!!

The mobile phone's ringtone continued for several minutes. A person whose sleep is disturbed reaches for his smartphone that is making a beeping sound.

"um.."

"Wake up, Yi Mao."

"um"

"Well, get up. In forty minutes I'll be at your condo. If you don't come down and wait, I'll let you take a taxi yourself."

"um.."

"I'm bored! "

Tid! Hang up on a friend when she's about to complain. People who have just woken up, what emotions will arise immediately? Can't give it a little time to adjust.

Mao complained to his friend in his heart before rolling around on the futon for a while. Twisted to get rid of the fatigue before bouncing off the bed. He dragged his legs into the bathroom to do his personal business without wasting time taking off his clothes because Mao never wore pajamas to sleep. Normally, I sleep alone and sleep naked. Makes you feel comfortable and not uncomfortable.

"Today it's egg and shrimp paste," Apple told his handsome young friend. If you say he's handsome, he's handsome, but from another angle, Yi Mao's face is sweet and mesmerizing, but sadly, his nature like Apple's Yi Mao doesn't take it. She's good but can't sing anything else.

It's a dog's mouth! mention its name He likes to be teased by customers on a regular basis. From Mao turning into a dog often because he pretended to forget to add the vowel A, so funny.

"Mmm, delicious. How about my coffee?"

I've never done anything myself. I want to eat something I've never bought myself. You have to wait for him to find it and place it in front of you. Even though it's actually old enough to help itself, oh my.. Damn it Eple.

"I'll give you a coffee mug, P'First." P'First handed Mao a cold espresso cup. As for the hungry man, he took it and drank it with deliciousness. While traveling to work The band members all stayed in their own corners, eating meals, taking naps, playing games, talking on the phone, while Apple was responsible for driving the car to take the friends to their destinations.

Today our destination is the shop... Popular in the downtown area, which is not far from Imao's condo.

"You guys are confused~ You don't have to be so kind to each other. You can keep it for yourself to eat." His deep voice softened, joking with the customer who sent him a glass of wine until it was full. Until Mao had to swallow his saliva. I started to hyperventilate when I saw the color of the drink.

Shit! Take me in the dark.

"Ask me, are you okay now? I'll just say one word. No~~" Make an exaggerated expression. Expressing fear to the point of being funny Receiving laughter and applause, Mao played even harder in entertaining customers in a way that was worth the time and money the entertainment venue owner had hired.

“I saw you being good at drinking alcohol and admired me. I'd like to say it's just a show. In real life, I break down every day. ” Laughter erupted after Mao finished speaking. How can I not break it? Send it and receive it. Send it and throw it to friends. He drank himself sometimes throughout the performance.

"You've said this and you still haven't stopped sending it!!" Mao Thao Waew looked at the person who sent the glass of alcohol.

"Seez, ahh!! It's so hot it's hot!" He downed the entire glass of liquor in one go, handed the glass back to the customer, and happily received the kindness in gray bills before returning to singing.

see the money received Mao doesn't mind. Just send it to me. Mao accepts..

The song must be sung. The lyrics must be memorized. You have to drink alcohol. The customer also has to talk. It's too much for Mao's life.

"Before we end our performance tonight.. If we make you dissatisfied, uncomfortable, or speak too rudely. I would like to say that the performance and working style may include some rude words.. I apologize here.."

All band members raised their hands to greet every customer. People in the store with humility so that everyone Nice people want to come back and listen to us again. before leaving the stage to rest in the room provided by the restaurant

"What are you eating?"

"I'm going to vomit."

"If you want something hot, I'll order it."

"um "

"What about you guys? What do you want?"

“Choose one so I can go back and rest. “Each person's expression after the performance didn't want to speak. The spirit had probably left the body. Weary and almost sleeping here. I feel sorry for that, but if I don't do this job, I don't know what I'll do.

Taking care of all of them was no small feat. Apple has to find food, take care of work queues, drive, and various personal matters. They even arranged a queue for the women. They don't let the trains collide with each other. Heads will hurt for all the single young men. P'First is a little better. He has a wife and son. Some people are flirtatious and have girls. Approached almost identically

It's good that E Mao doesn't care much about people who come in. There will be times when he gets lonely and lonely.

"Tomorrow you guys will go out of the country. Leave a little late so you can rest your energy there. Start working at 10 p.m. After that, you all got to rest for 2 days. "Apple informed the group of friends about the work queue. The small details were then briefed with them at the work site again. Now that I've told them, their brains won't accept it.

The young man had to remind them every day of their work schedule, and no one would remember if they had any work this month. Been working with them for many years. We all know our nature.

"I'm taking my wife and daughter with me. I'll stop by to go to the beach." Brother First

"I'm not traveling, but I'm going to sleep." Yi Mao

"I'm asking you to find someone for me." E-Champ

"I'm going to sleep with Mao," Lee Green said.

"Um, I'd like to ask for one of the girls," I defended.

"Phi First, are you going to drive yourself or are you going with the rest of us?" Apple asked, the only senior in the group.

"I'll drive myself. You reserved a private room for me."

"okay"

Apple parked its delivery truck before everyone else. Because my friend's condo is not far from my job today. before taking on the duty of driving other friends in order of near and far

Mao opened the room door. His first priority was to pack his clothes for a work trip upcountry. Various necessary items It was neatly packed so as not to be a burden on friends. Before taking a shower, wash your hair and go to bed.

"I'll drive myself and you take a break," Mao called to a friend who was exhausted from working continuously for several days. Damn, I got redundant work. One night I had to run to work at two different shops. It's a good thing that the shops are in the same area.

Working like you have hundreds of millions in debt

"Is that good? I'll go be your friend."

"You rest like that..that's all."

Tid!

Mao hung up the phone from his friend before choosing clothes for tonight's event. The employer's theme is green, red and pink. Mao then picked out a light pink shirt and fitted white jeans. Style your hair a little and you'll be handsome.

He drove out of the condo according to the location that his friend sent him. Until arriving at a luxurious village, the security system was tight. Mao informed the security guard in front of the village that he had come to the house... The security guard asked to exchange the card, so he drove to the house where the customer hired him.

He arrived twenty minutes early. So he sat and waited in the car. Take out your mobile phone and press play to wait for the time. Because I don't want to go down first and feel lost. Mao doesn't like unfamiliar places and doesn't have anyone he knows. Even though he works as an entertainer, giving fun and entertainment to people. However, he is quite private. I like being quiet and not busy. It's completely counter to the work I do.

Knock knock knock..

Mao looked up from his smartphone screen. Looking at a young woman with a cute face and a crinkly smile, Ms. June.. the customer who hired him to sing a birthday song for her brother.

Mao returned a polite smile. before stuffing his cell phone into his pants pocket Unlock cars Open the door to find the owner.

"Hello Mr. Mao," the young woman greeted the young singer with a smile, happy to meet her today.

"Hello Miss June," Mao bowed his head to greet the young woman back. and was quiet like a person who didn't know what to say.

"It's better to invite Khun Mao into the house. Have you eaten anything yet? I'll give it to the kids. Bring food and drinks to serve."

"nevermind I'd like some coffee, please."

"Sure. Sit and wait here."

Khun June took him to wait in a room similar to a room for watching movies and listening to music. The interior is simply decorated with earth tones. Warm white light gives a warm, relaxing feeling. Mao leaned back on the soft sofa and crossed his legs in a comfortable pose, as if this was his own home. Soon the owner of the house walked in with fragrant coffee.

We talked a little more about the details of the work. Soon it was time for him to be the one carrying the big cake and sing Happy Birthday to the birthday person, who Mao still didn't know. Who is Mr. June's older brother? What does he look like?

The candles were fully lit. The lights around the area were dimmed to create a warm atmosphere. The young singer looked around and saw only a tall young man standing there.

"Khun Mao.."

"Let's start," June whispered softly. A singer who was hired for a high salary began to sing..

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Jess..

Mao was shocked by the picture in front of him. His voice was shaky and unstable. His hands were shaking and cold. His mouth started to feel heavy and he tried to force himself to open it and move with difficulty. Mao stood still and looked at the person in front of him. The other party looked back as well.

Mao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calling his scattered consciousness back.

Happy birthday, happy birthday...

The young man wore a slim, smooth green shirt that fit his tall figure. Sharp, dark eyes looked at Mao. A soft smile came across his face, sparkling with joy.

I'm working! Now I'm working on separating! I pulled myself back together and started singing the last part..

Happy birthday to you...

Jess bent down and blew out the candles on the cake until they all extinguished. Before raising his head and looking into the eyes of the person holding the cake with a soft smile, he thought of him and wanted to pull him in and hug him tightly. But he had to restrain himself from doing what he wanted.

"Mr. Mao, please wish the owner a happy birthday." June whispered softly. Looking at the picture of the two of them with satisfied smiles.

Can't handle being cute~

“Happy birthday,” Mao said absently. There was confusion in his head right now. There are many questions that I want to ask and want to know. But the mouth was too heavy to speak.

"thank you"

“June, please take the cake and keep it for me. “The woman accepted the cake from the young singer's hand before avoiding it so that the couple could be together.

Her duties are over. Leave the rest to your brother.

"Mao," a deep voice called out his name. Just the other party calling the name The heart..that used to beat with a firm rhythm twitched faster.

“Let's go talk inside. "Jess grabbed Mao's wrist and held him before leading him into the house to the home theater room. Taking the other person to sit on a soft sofa before pulling her light body into a tight embrace. With nostalgia

“What the hell are you doing?” Mao pushed the thick figure away, but the other party held on tighter than before, refusing to let the person in his embrace escape.

"Heh heh. What a surprise."

"Huh"

"Are you still waiting?" Jess asked the person in his arms. Staring into the eyes with longing and longing

7 years of being apart is very painful for Jess.

"Mao"

"There's no one." Mao looked up. before answering in a low voice

When we meet again The feelings that he had kept deep within his heart overflowed, thinking of him.

I really miss you..

"thank you "

"subject?"

"What's this bothering you? I'm serious." The tip of his high nose caressed Mao's cheek in reply before he took a deep breath of the cool scent to fill in what was missing.

"I don't have anyone. That doesn't mean I have to wait for you, Jess. Don't misunderstand yourself," Mao shrugged, avoiding the tip of his nose that was busy with his own cheek.

"Yes," Jess gave in to the other party. Before sitting still, staring at the face of the person he loves and waiting for their reunion..again.

Jess and Mao love each other. We agreed to date each other when we were in Mathayom 5. Everything was going well. Both of them are always happy together. But Jess was taken away by his parents to study abroad. which Jess stubbornly refused. Jessama's parents asked Mao to speak to them as close friends of their son. Mao, who was still young, didn't know how to speak, so he promised to help him speak.

But the more he spoke, the more it seemed like he was pushing Jess further away. feeling hurt and sad Jes therefore has to follow what he doesn't want. But as time passed Jess was on his own. After thinking about many things, Jes decided to contact Mao again. The pair talked and came to an understanding. The need to be far away, the longing, the waiting

It was too painful for that age. Mao didn't have the patience to do that. Therefore, I would like to stop all relationship status in order not to hurt my own heart too much.

When you decide like that Block all contact channels. But it didn't erase the evil from my heart.

"We're back to being lovers like we used to be." Jes raised Mao's face to meet their gaze. Ask someone who still has good feelings. and still love to get back together as before Even when living abroad, Jess used to have a boyfriend. Have you ever been with someone else to take Mao's place and not let yourself feel the suffering of not having Mao with you?

At first it was good but as time went on it wasn't. He loves you and is hard to forget.

“Is it okay at home?” Mao asked, raising his eyebrows.

When he's old enough to think So he knew what the reason for Jess had to study there. Mao is therefore not sure that Jess's family will be okay with getting back together.

“We are old enough to choose our own life paths. Our father and mother are fine." A thick palm caressed the hair that had been set so well.

“Huh,” Mao laughed deep in his throat, not saying anything. But he leaned in and rested on the person deep in his heart.

Mao still loves Jess. But I didn't expect Jess to come back. Distance and time apart Makes Mao feel less towards Jess. But I never forget the love I once had. But since Jess has returned And it seemed like the other party still had good feelings for him. Mao didn't need to think about it too much. When he still had feelings for Jess And he doesn't have anyone right now.

“When did you come back?” Mao asked the people who were still embracing each other.

"It's been two weeks."

"Today isn't your birthday, is it?" Mao shifted in his seat and looked at the other person accusingly when he remembered what day Jess was born.

"Um, I'm impatient and want to see you."

"Is your plan to hire me here?"

“Yes, we sent June to follow Mao herself. I want to know how it is. Is there anyone?”

"Huh."

“We always follow Mao's live performance when Mao sings in various places. I really miss you. So how did you become a singer? I have my own band, which is really cool."

"Distracted by some dogs, so I found something to do," Mao said sarcastically when he recalled old stories. that he must face To get through each day, you must use beer as your companion before bed. Until entering university Mao has a new group of friends. They like to play music and play music to earn extra income.

The fun made Mao ask to join in too, so we all joined together. and working together until now

"I'm sorry," Jess apologized, feeling truly guilty.

“Is it a dog?” Mao raised his eyebrows and asked in annoyance. Mao's annoyance made Jess unable to resist. Bending down to kiss the other person with passion mixed with nostalgia.

Curly lips caress the tip of the tongue, tasting the sweetness. Before inserting his tongue, Mao opened his mouth and allowed Jess to penetrate easily.

Mao closed his eyes, unable to resist the sight that seemed to consume him. Tilt your head to the right angle. before replying to kiss Jess

building

building

Tak building...

Inside Mao and Jet's chests were racing fast. Mao raised his hand to cling to the other man's shoulder when he felt his stomach twist into waves. When the sharp teeth bite, suck, pull, grind.

Their tongues intertwined tightly, the kissing sound loud, their breaths hitched and panting as the heat increased with emotion.

Hot palms grab your waist and hold you close. Caress up and down, alternating beads and thrusts.

Oh..

Feeling tingling from head to toe when the hot palm touches...

Mao accidentally let out a low moan. Raise your face and rub your nose and mouth.

The stubble of Jess's hard beard made his breath ragged. The feeling of trembling was hard to resist. His body seemed to float when he was aroused.

“Ah! Jess, don't.." I was startled when a hot palm dug into my shirt and pressed against my flat chest. Mao held his breath, trying to suppress his rising emotions.

"Mao.." A loud voice called out his name in a pleading manner. Jess was knocked out in mid-air when the brakes were suddenly stopped. Looking at the frown on his face, he realized that he had gone too far. But what can I do? Mao made it very difficult for him to control himself.

"Tonight, let's sleep together here." Jess invited Mao. He wanted to stay with Mao longer to make up for the lost time.

“I have to work tomorrow,” Mao replied in a hoarse voice.

Kissing Jess was like being drained of energy like that.

"Let's go sleep with Mao," Jess asked again. Today, he won't let Mao go.

"Um" We agreed so Mao drove Jess to the condo as well. Along the way, they talked and asked about each other's past lives.

Jess was there and opened up to try dating many people. When Mao heard this, he felt dissatisfied but not angry at all. I understand that between the two of them it's over.

As for Mao, he didn't associate with anyone personally. Most of my life is spent with friends, working and studying, hardly thinking about love. But it's not like he's never slept with anyone. In his career, he encountered many people, both men and women, who approached him without even having to do anything. If there's no one, it's strange.

"Guys, this is Jess.." Mao turned slightly to allow the group of friends to see the man who was slightly taller than himself to introduce them to.

“?” Everyone who was sitting down to eat and get ready for work stopped and turned to look at the young man beside them.

"This person is Apple, Brother First, the champion of Green," Mao used the tip of his index finger to point at each person one by one to introduce the others to the names and faces of all of his friends, without paying attention to their stunned reactions. friend

“Do you have anything to eat?” Mao moved a chair for Jess to sit on. before sitting down next to the other person

Everyone's expressions had many questions sent to them from their friends, but none of them received any further explanation from the dumb-faced young man.

"Imao" Apple moved to whisper his friend's name, wanting to know the young man next to his friend more than his name Jess..

Itya is really annoying!

"You'll know me soon, Ple. No need to ask, no need to doubt much. “Mao rejects those who want to be nosy about the villagers.

"Oh?" Apple scratched his head at his good friend's final words.

“What do you want to eat?” Mao turned to ask the young man next to him.

"Let's eat, we can take care of ourselves." Jess smiled softly, looking at the other party. It feels good that Mao still cares about each other.

"As you wish" when you see the other person can take care of themselves. People who had to rush to work turned around and took care of themselves.

"Jess.." Apple didn't spare any effort in wanting to know more deeply. In my mouth I wanted to ask, I wanted to know who this handsome young man was. Why did Imao bring me to introduce you? In a hundred days and a thousand years, this good friend has never brought a stranger with him.

Suddenly, a dumb-faced friend like Imao will bring someone to introduce them to. Without knowing who the young man next to his friend was? It must be extraordinary. We live together and work together every day. We have never heard of this name before. I felt so surprised that I couldn't keep it in. You have to know!

"yes?"

“Have you known Mao for long? Why don't we know that Imao has a friend named Jess?"

“Heh heh.. I've known Mao since we were in high school. We grew apart while studying abroad."

“Usually, Imao shouldn't have friends or anyone to hang out with. Life has only us as friends. So we wondered how Jess had gotten here. Just like this Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, Apple's voice was small, unable to talk to Jess, unable to speak harshly at your friend.

I have a handsome friend that I won't tell you about~

“Huh.” A huff came out of Mao's throat. He didn't speak or scold Apple for what he said to Jess. It's true what his friend told Jess. Mao has no other group of friends. Don't hang out or want to get to know more people, just them is good.

After about twenty minutes it was time for them to go to work in front of the stage. Everything is the same as before. Customers keep sending amber drinks. People who work as entertainers like us have to accept everything in order to keep their customers satisfied. create fun Laughter and happiness is our job.

"Water" Jess handed a bottle of cold water to Mao when the other party walked up to him after finishing singing.

A slender hand picked up a water bottle and opened the cap and took several sips of water before placing it on the table. Blowing out a long breath When you feel how little energy you have left

Jess saw the person he loved looking tired and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. So he raised his hand and rubbed his sweaty back to offer comfort and encouragement.

"Mao is very good." Seeing Mao perform and sing live for the first time, he felt that Mao was charming and worth looking at. The sound of his voice was pleasing to listen to, and the look in his eyes that looked down on the other party easily caught everyone's attention.

"We're going to go back together, what do you plan to do?" First turned to ask his junior when he saw that the other party didn't seem like he was going to go back together like every day.

"I'll go back with Jess. Mao said to the only senior in the group. Turning to look at all of my friends, I saw that they were ready to go back to rest. Apple pursed her lips and looked at him and Jess.

"I still have work tomorrow, Imao." He glanced at his friend in annoyance. The person's face was dizzy. Friend or boyfriend? Apple, I'm not sure. Since I've known Mao, I haven't seen him interested in having a boyfriend or even a sexual partner. Mao has never seen him have one. You can count the people you want to carry and sleep with. Because he is the one who takes care of everything.

But with Jess, I feel like he really cares. The way Jess looked at him from Mars, he knew it was special.

"I know."

"Do I still have the duty to take care of you tomorrow, friend?" I asked because I wasn't sure. I'm not sure that my good friend wants to spend time with the young man next to him.

"Oh," he only nodded in response before getting up and inviting the other person back.

Mao lowered the seat and closed his eyes and let Jess drive back to his own condo. He was also dizzy and sleepy. Jess drove carefully so as not to disturb the other party's sleep. Probably tired and exhausted from using a lot of voice and energy. Including various intoxicating drinks that were handed out. It wouldn't be surprising if Mao collapsed and became inoperable.

Throughout the years Mao had to do this job. I can't help but worry about being deprived of sleep. Plus he drinks health-damaging drinks every day.

"arrived "

"yeah.."

"Are you okay?"

"Um," Mao opened the door and got out of the car that Jess was driving. Jess walked around to the sleepy-faced man before putting his arm on the other's shoulder and leading him to the elevator to go up to Mao's living room floor.

When arriving at the room Mao then walked into the bedroom, picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom. As for the special guest, Jess walked back to the kitchen to find something warm. Let Mao drink it before going to bed. When opening the refrigerator, the person who intends to take care of it looks for something warm. Let the room owner drink before going to bed and find emptiness. There was only a single bottle of water in it.

"The quality of life is really bad~" Jess shook his head slowly. Sweep your eyes inside the zone called the kitchen. It was clean and open, like it had never been used once.

"Take a shower, I'm sleepy." Mao wiped his wet hair and said to the person who was half sitting and half lying on the bed.

"There's nothing to eat in the rental room."

"Um, I'm not buying it. I want something to eat. I'll send a message to Ple. I'll just buy it for you."

"Tomorrow we'd better go buy it for you." Jess got up from the bed and walked over to hug the fragrant man from behind. He inhaled the cool scent from his thin body and filled his lungs. Rest your chin on your narrow shoulders.

"Are you too skinny?"

"Every day I drink only alcohol."

"I don't want you to drink too much. We are concerned about your health."

“Um..” Mao nodded to cut the matter short. Chasing Jess to take a shower, eyes closed and still inviting to talk. I know that Jess wants to talk to you.

I want us to be able to come back and talk as close as before. But his body couldn't protest anymore. He was sleepy and tired from his work.

"Mao.." A deep voice called out the name of the person he was hugging tightly. The tip of his nose was high and he inhaled the cool scent of soap through his skin.

Warm skin, clean scent makes the heart flutter.

“So?” Mao closed his eyes as he greeted the person who hugged and sniffed.

"Can we please?"

"What do you want?"

"What's the matter with Mao?"

A hot palm caressed her flat stomach. Mao tugged at his stomach as he felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen.

"Jess" Mao moved to turn his head to look at Jess. Eyes flashing with excitement and trembling. Nostalgia and longing are no different. How long has it been since I haven't received a hug from him?

"yes?"

"There's work tomorrow." Mao rested his head on his strong chest. Draw your arms around each other, hugging and snuggling up to find warmth from the person you have been separated from for many years.

"Do it just once or you won't be able to wake up and go to work.."

"spongy! Yes, Mao."

When receiving permission from Pak Mao They both let our story unfold naturally. Stuffing thoughts and longings into each other all that night.

A single round of Jess makes people who are tired from work that requires their voices to be more hoarse than before and so tired they hardly want to get out of bed.

. . . finish . . .