I can't get enough to feed you

Meng Xiaojiang took a bath reluctantly with all her body and mind, rubbed herself from the beginning to the end, and came out of the bathroom. Meng Xiaojiang covered her head with a towel, and turned out a pair of Nike sportswear to put on herself naked. .

Meng Xiaoting had finished her makeup a long time ago, carried her Louis Vuitton bag on her back, stepped on high heels, put on sunglasses and a baseball cap that covered most of her face, and wore a small Chanel skirt, ready to go out to accompany her younger brother on a blind date .

As soon as he opened the door, Meng Xiaoting thought he was wearing the right clothes, but through a pair of big sunglasses, Meng Xiaoting's eyes were like X-rays, and she shot him from the beginning to the end. Where to put it.

"Am I wearing my pants or my top?" Meng Xiaojiang was also suspicious of himself, and couldn't help but look down at his clothes.

Meng Xiaoting blinked her big eyes in disgust behind the sunglasses, and she replied sadly: "You just wear this sportswear to go on a blind date? Or is it from Nike?"

Meng Xiaojiang looked puzzled: "What's wrong with Nike? Do you want to wear Adidas?"

Meng Xiaoting stared: "Straight man, don't you have anything else to wear with your straight man thinking?"

Meng Xiaojiang replied honestly: "In addition to sportswear, there are also school uniforms. By the way, there is also the suit I wore last time, but that suit doesn't fit well. I think it's better to wear sportswear."

Looking at Meng Xiaojiang's big sports pants and short sleeves, Meng Xiaoting let out a long sigh and supported her forehead. She didn't expect that her younger brother was only 20 years old, and his aesthetics could not be saved to such a degree.

But at this time the time was approaching the blind date time, and it was impossible to take Meng Xiaojiang to buy clothes, so Meng Xiaoting had to sigh and get in the car all the way, carrying her younger brother Meng Xiaojiang, who had doubts about her sexual orientation, but had absolutely straight aesthetics, on a blind date went.

There was a traffic jam for a while along the way, and I stepped a little bit dangerously to the agreed place, which was a fresh and elegant cafe.After experiencing He Cailian's blind date incident, Meng Xiaojiang had a little shadow of going to a mid-to-high-end seafood restaurant for a short time, and for a while, she didn't want to drink lemonade or eat caviar anymore.

It was a working day today, and there were few people in the cafe at this moment. Stepping on high heels, Meng Xiaoting walked into the restaurant proudly with her younger brother, who was as wilted as a frost-beating little white flower.

Through the huge black super sunglasses, Meng Xiaoting glanced at a cafe, immediately locked on the target, and walked up.

Meng Xiaojiang followed behind her sister. The sister who stepped on the high heels was no different from her own height, and because she was a woman, she looked a level taller than a man of the same height.

With his back to the two men sitting in front of the green plant, his eyes suddenly went dark. This man named Wang Zhuoyue first caught his eyes with a pair of flaming red lips. As for what the owner of the red lips looked like, it was revealed The huge sunglasses and the baseball cap on top of the head are perfectly covered.

Mr. Wang Zhuoyue's eyes widened and he felt worried. He didn't know what was going on, but he saw this modern girl with flaming red lips pull the seat opposite him and sat down on her own.Wang Zhuoyue frowned and was about to speak when a little boy in sportswear behind the modern girl sat beside him listlessly with his head down.

After Meng Xiaojiang sat down, he raised his head and said apologetically to the man opposite him: "I'm sorry, there is a bit of traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."

Meng Xiaojiang's face was reflected in Wang Zhuoyue's eyes after the flaming red lips. Meng Xiaojiang was so fresh and clean in comparison.

Sitting opposite the two extremes, Wang Zhuoyue smiled at Meng Xiaojiang and nodded: "You are Ma Xiaojiang, right? I am Wang Zhuoyue. I came early."

When Meng Xiaojiang saw Wang Zhuoyue, he thought he would feel nervous and uncomfortable, but after finding out that the other party was a man, he was actually fine. In addition, Wang Zhuoyue smiled politely, and looked very friendly and gentle. Wearing a pair of glasses is a bit Be courteous.Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself that not all homosexuals are sissies, which looks much better than ordinary men.

Meng Xiaoting silently watched Wang Zhuoyue from the sidelines. This person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his skin was neither dark nor white. , with an unknown watch, it looks a bit more temperamental than the photo.

Wang Zhuoyue looked at Meng Xiaojiang, then at Meng Xiaoting: "Who is this?"

Meng Xiaojiang replied honestly: "She is my sister."

Meng Xiaoting didn't take off her sunglasses and baseball cap, she hooked her red lips, and replied flirtatiously: "You guys talk, don't worry about me."

Wang Zhuoyue looked at Meng Xiaoting with a "not so good" expression on his face, and replied tactfully, "Parents are a little nervous here."

Meng Xiaoting thought about it, got up and said, "Then I'll sit at another table, and you can chat."

After Meng Xiaoting left, Meng Xiaojiang and Wang Zhuoyue looked at each other face to face. Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself, he was not very nervous. Could it be that he really likes men?But looking at Wang Zhuoyue, Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself, don't be nervous, but have no other thoughts.

Wang Zhuoyue smiled slightly. With a glass of latte in front of him, he asked Meng Xiaojiang: "What do you want to drink?"

Meng Xiaojiang shook his head: "I won't order anything for now, I just finished lunch not long ago."

Wang Zhuoyue said kindly: "Come and have a cup of coffee, I treat you."

Meng Xiaojiang was taken aback for a moment, and his words were friendly, but he still sounded a bit awkward, Meng Xiaojiang thought, I must be thinking too much.

Wang Zhuoyue said casually: "Your sister looks like an actress, so the one named Meng Xiaoting."

Meng Xiaojiang's heart tightened, and he quickly replied with a dry smile: "A lot of people say they look like each other, but they are actually two people."

Wang Zhuoyue smiled gently: "Your sister's consumption seems to be quite high. I see a big brand logo. Do you usually like to buy Louis Vuitton and Chanel?"

Meng Xiaojiang blinked her big eyes in confusion, and shook her head: "I don't know much about famous brands, my sister...should like Hermès, right?"

Wang Zhuoyue replied: "Oh, where do you usually buy A goods?"

Meng Xiaoting, who was sitting at the next table, pricked up her ears, and immediately tightened her hand holding the menu.

Meng Xiaojiang was puzzled: "What is A product?"

Wang Zhuoyue looked at Meng Xiaojiang carefully, seeing that he really didn't understand, so he smiled: "You look so small, you just graduated from high school?"

When Meng Xiaojiang heard this question, she immediately blushed and wanted to get under the table, but if she was telling the truth, she had passed the college entrance examination three times and was twenty this year, and she hadn't gone to college yet.

Meng Xiaojiang murmured: "Just... just finished the college entrance examination."

"Why are you so young?" Wang Zhuoyue was surprised. "The introducer told me that you have a house, a car and no loan in Shanghai, and your annual salary is one million. You just graduated from high school. Where did you come from?"

Meng Xiaojiang almost wanted to cry, he had already said in his heart that lying is not good, so he could only blushed and replied in shame: "It's my parents, not me, I've never made any money myself. "

After hearing this, Wang Zhuoyue looked at Meng Xiaojiang curiously: "Are your parents the only son? How can you have a sister in your generation? It should be the generation of family planning."

Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself, how do I know there is more than one child in my family, maybe the parents are awesome, and he honestly replied: "I have two older brothers."

Wang Zhuoyue was even more surprised: "Then how will your house be divided?"

Meng Xiaojiang felt that something was getting more and more wrong, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "My brother has bought several houses, and my house should not worry about distribution."

Wang Zhuoyue's eyes widened when he heard this, but he quickly said with a smile: "It's my hometown house, I hear your accent, it's not from Shanghai."

Meng Xiaojiang was genuinely surprised immediately. He came to Shanghai when he was four years old. He didn't expect this person to be able to recognize that he had a Shandong accent. Meng Xiaojiang admired him very much: "My hometown is indeed from Shandong."

Wang Zhuoyue immediately found the topic. Meng Xiaojiang listened to this man talking endlessly about his only son. I am a teacher, but the housing prices in Shanghai have hit new highs year after year like a rocket, making it impossible for them, non-natives from other places, to buy a house in Shanghai by their own ability.

But thanks to the strength of Wang Zhuoyue's family, relying on his parents and several older sisters, Wang Zhuoyue took it lightly and collected a down payment of nearly one million. Now he is also a Shanghai homeowner up.

"By the way, do you have a Shanghai hukou?" Wang Zhuoyue asked with a smile.

Looking at the university lecturer Wang Zhuoyue, Meng Xiaojiang thought that this was different from what I thought. I wanted to ask about homosexuality. How could this person be the same as checking his household registration? How could there be such a big difference between reality and imagination?

Meng Xiaojiang nodded blankly, and Wang Zhuoyue suddenly realized: "It's my uncle and aunt who are great. You are a second-generation immigrant. It's great. You have a Shanghai hukou with your parents."

Meng Xiaojiang was even more at a loss when he heard it. He didn't understand how he became a second-generation immigrant without leaving China from Shandong to Shanghai?

Meng Xiaojiang said tremblingly: "Well, I have a question for you."

Wang Zhuoyue felt that he had already grasped the general information about the little brother in front of him. Although Ma Xiaojiang was much younger than expected, he was cute and had a good family background. Although there were too many children in his family, if his sisters were considered human beings , the number is even more impressive than Ma Xiaojiang's.

Wang Zhuoyue balances the two sides in his heart, thinking that the advantage of being an only child is also superior to Ma Xiaojiang's family advantage, so he looked at Ma Xiaojiang with satisfaction and replied: "If you have any questions, please ask, but I have almost explained it just now. I think the two of us are a good fit."

When Meng Xiaojiang heard this, two lines of noodle tears were left in his heart, and he thought to himself, is this homosexuality?

"I just want to ask...how are you sure that you like...you like men?" Meng Xiaojiang opened his mouth and asked in a trembling voice.

After asking, Meng Xiaojiang breathed a sigh of relief, and found that he was not so nervous anymore, so he stared at Wang Zhuoyue carefully.

Wang Zhuoyue saw his expectant eyes, so he pretended to be doting and smiled: "If you don't call a girl, you will know that you are gay."

Meng Xiaojiang didn't understand. Seeing him like this, Wang Zhuoyue explained patiently: "It feels like, when you think of holding hands, kissing or even going to bed with a woman, you will be very resistant and even disgusted, but if you change to a man, I feel that I can even be impulsive, and I think every man knows it when he is in adolescence."

When Meng Xiaojiang heard this, he felt that what he said made sense, so he thought about his adolescence carefully. After thinking about it for a while, Meng Xiaojiang found that the object of his dreams was neither male nor female.

Meng Xiaojiang felt like she was going to cry, but Wang Zhuoyue was really satisfied with him. At the next table, Meng Xiaoting heard Wang Zhuoyue, a university teacher who seemed polite at the beginning, start a show with her younger brother Meng Xiaojiang. Straight male cancer theory.

Not only did he belittle women, but he also turned a corner to remind Meng Xiaojiang that after he was with him, he could live in his house, but he had to bear his mortgage together.And given that Wang Zhuoyue had never been in a kitchen since he was a child, it was unrealistic for the two of them to order takeout or eat out all the time, because it would be great to suggest that Meng Xiaojiang learn to cook and learn to do housework along the way.

Meng Xiaoting was on the side, and laughed angrily when she heard it at the end.

With a cold snort, Meng Xiaoting said in her heart, saying this to a woman, seeing if she doesn't slap you, but dare to say these things to my brother, it seems that this person is either purely looking for sex, or he is really a straight man Cancer to the bone.

Does he know who he is facing him? The person he is facing is Mr. Meng, who is worth billions, and Mr. Ma's favorite youngest son. My family has loved and raised him like a jewel since he was a child, and he is kind and kind.

Meng Xiaojiang listened to Wang Zhuoyue's words, and others were not stupid. Hearing Wang Zhuoyue's high-level remarks, Meng Xiaojiang wondered if this was still human speech, but Wang Zhuoyue's high-level remarks still remained polite. Temperament, very elegant and elegant, caused the content of the topic and temperament to not match for a while.

With kind thoughts, Meng Xiaojiang thought that maybe he had misunderstood, and asked hesitantly and kindly: "The housework is shared. Do you all learn to cook and do housework?"

Wang Zhuoyue smiled politely and said, "How is it possible, I don't know how to cook and do housework."

Meng Xiaojiang's eyes widened, and Wang Zhuoyue replied calmly: "I haven't done housework since I was a child. I won't help the soy sauce bottle if it's upside down. In our house, work is a woman's business."

Meng Xiaojiang took a deep breath—how could this be so strange!

Meng Xiaoting threw away the menu and walked in high heels. Wang Zhuoyue was once again covered by black shadows. Meng Xiaoting stretched out her right hand, gestured with her middle finger, and pulled Meng Xiaojiang away. Wang Zhuoyue got up and followed two steps: "Sister Xiao Jiang, How did this go away?"

Meng Xiaoting replied: "I don't even look in the mirror to see what I look like. Anyone can come out and call out these days?"

Standing where he was, Wang Zhuoyue was not angry, and he yelled at Meng Xiaojiang in a gentle voice: "My conditions are pretty good. Think about it again, I have a house, a serious job, and a Shanghai hukou. You may not be able to meet me." Such a good blind date."

Meng Xiaojiang and Meng Xiaoting were covered in goosebumps by Lei's shock, they dragged Meng Xiaojiang out of the cafe without looking back, Meng Xiaoting took her younger brother into the Mercedes-Benz driven by her driver, and told the driver to go to the department store.

In the car, Meng Xiaojiang felt that he had a million slots to vomit, but finally found that Wang Zhuoyue had countless slots all over his body, and there were too many slots to vomit.