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550 degrees Celsius, the melting temperature of steel. ?

Jiang Xingxing turned his head away, and Zhou Xie met his gaze with tenderness.

He smiled and said, "I drink it myself."

The eyes intertwined, Jiang Xingxing's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, his eyes unconsciously dodged to the side, and he blinked in a concealed manner.

Zhou Xie picked up the wine glass on the table and was about to bring it to his lips, but Jiang Xingxing grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Xingxing took a breath quietly, looked at Zhou Xie again, and said to Zhou Xie solemnly: "You have to listen to the doctor."

Zhou Xie held the wine glass in his hand, Jiang Xingxing took his hand directly, pulled the glass of wine in front of him, and drank it with his head up.

Everyone was cheering and booing, but Zhou Xie stared fixedly in one direction, and there was no movement for a while.Before his eyes, Jiang Xingxing's image of drinking just now was played back over and over again, the tight jaw line, the Adam's apple sliding up and down, the corner of the mouth stained with alcohol...

The temperature of the air conditioner in the bar was very low, but Zhou Xie felt a burst of heat inexplicably.

The fifth cup, the sixth cup.

Jiang Xingxing put down the wine glass in his hand with a snap, counted the empty wine glasses on the table, raised his head and said to Zhou Xie's friends, "It's over."

He gestured: "Two of us, six cups."

The friends clapped their hands and laughed: "Old Zhou, you are such a good companion."

Jiang Xingxing was a little dizzy. He drank too fast just now, and his stomach felt a little numb.Foreign wine has a strong stamina, although he still doesn't feel too big now, but he knows that it will definitely feel uncomfortable later.

He hesitated to go to the toilet and throw up.

Now that Jiang Xingxing had already drank wine for the two of them, someone immediately called for the next round, but Zhou Xie directly pulled Jiang Xingxing to stand up.He said to the people around him: "People have seen it, and the wine has been drunk. Let's go home, you have a good time, tonight is mine."

Someone wanted to stop him, but he was pushed away by the person next to him with a smirk: "What do you know? If you drink like this, you can just go back and do business."

The man suddenly realized, and waved his hand at Zhou Xie with a lewd smile: "Old Zhou, get up!"

Zhou Xie was noncommittal, hugged Jiang Xingxing's shoulders tightly, and led him out.

When Jiang Xingxing stood up, he realized that his legs were already limp. He walked like walking on cotton, but his rationality was still there, and he turned his head and waved to those people politely: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye! I wish you peace!"

Zhou Xie led him out. Jiang Xingxing was able to walk in a straight line at first, but when he went out the door was blown by the wind, he fell directly into the clouds.

Zhou Xie simply picked him up horizontally, took a few quick steps and stuffed him into the car.

At 06:30 in the morning, the familiar "Love Cycle" sounded on time.

Jiang Xingxing didn't even open his eyes, stretched out his arms, accurately touched the source of the sound, and decisively killed it without any discussion.

The dimly lit room returned to silence.

Jiang Xingxing turned over and wanted to make out with the bed for a while, but he soon felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the touch of his skin.

Jiang Xingxing opened his eyes with difficulty.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, there was no light source at all, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The familiar sound of breathing on the pillow side is reassuring for no reason.

The air is filled with a faint woody aroma, which is the smell of the shower gel that Jiang Xingxing likes very much.

but……

like where...

not quite...

and many more!

Jiang Xingxing opened his eyes suddenly.

Someone on the pillow side? !

The scent of the shower gel? !

Dark room? !

Isn't that...

How could he be in...

Jiang Xingxing subconsciously held his breath.

But it's too late.

The person on the occipital side breathed irregularly, obviously awake.

When he found someone around him, his reaction was much more natural than Jiang Xingxing's. He turned over, surrounded Jiang Xingxing from behind, buried his face in his neck, took a deep breath, and said something sleepy. : "Little Lamb, good morning."

I don't know if Xiao Yang is okay or not, but Jiang Xingxing is going to be scared to death anyway.

Zhou Xie leaned over just now, and the moment their two bodies touched, Jiang Xingxing clearly felt the touch of a large area of ​​skin touching.

In human terms...

Jiang Xingxing had no face to think about this human saying.

Misfortune never comes singly.

Jiang Xingxing's goosebumps hadn't disappeared yet, and he discovered another terrible thing.

Everything in the room is still awake, only two organs are extremely active, one is Jiang Xingxing's brain, and the other is...a certain strong and powerful limb of someone, which is passionately touching Jiang Xingxing's thigh at this moment Sayhi.

The weird touch made Jiang Xingxing's blood flow stop instantly, wishing he could turn into a stone sculpture on the spot and never return to life.

The person behind said hello and there was no other movement, as if falling into a deep sleep again.The exhaled air sprayed on the back of Jiang Xingxing's neck, as if lightly sweeping a certain nerve with a feather, a tingling and soreness spread rapidly to the limbs and bones with the neck as the center, making Jiang Xingxing's whole body sore and limp. One place sang the opposite tune.

However, this contradictory point is very important. When the flag is held high, the body temperature rises rapidly, and Jiang Xingxing is almost on the verge of burning.

The stiff body, trembling breathing, and rapidly changing body temperature of the person in his arms directly sent a signal to Zhou Xie——

At [-] degrees Celsius, the dawn is just ahead.

He finally took a deep breath of Jiang Xingxing's smell, hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, let go of Jiang Xingxing, and quickly turned over and got out of bed: "Get up."

There was a sudden void behind him, and even Jiang Xingxing's heart skipped a beat.He said in a panic: "...ah."

The tone was a little lost.

Hearing this, Zhou Xie paused for turning on the bedside lamp, and looked at Jiang Xingxing in a little surprise.

With his back facing him, Jiang Xingxing was lying on his side on the bed with the quilt under his arms, revealing his fair and beautiful shoulder and neck lines.A head of curly hair was spread on the pillow, and the earlobes and the back of the neck were red as if they were about to bleed, adding a bit of lust to the whole back.

Standing by the bedside, Zhou Xie suddenly regretted it.

What to get out of bed.

What light to turn on.

It should be hugged like that on the bed, until the end of time.

During the meal, Jiang Xingxing kept his head down, his mind full of worries written all over his face.

Xiao Zhou Mu kept looking at him secretly, as if hesitating to speak.

Finally, at the end of the meal, Jiang Xingxing finally realized that something was wrong with him.He pinched Xiao Zhou Mu's face and asked him what's wrong.

Little Zhou Mu looked at Jiang Xingxing, then at Zhou Xie, thought for a while, and as if mustering up a lot of courage, asked Jiang Xingxing a question that had troubled him all night——

"Brother Xing Xing, why didn't you play his dick when my brother kissed you?"

Jiang Xingxing was shocked, thinking that what happened this morning had been revealed again, and the explanations were all on his tongue, and he remembered something wrong again.

This morning, the two of them obviously went out of the room fully dressed, how could Xiao Zhoumu know...know those things.

He looked at Zhou Xie in a panic, hoping to get some explanation from Zhou Xie.

Zhou Xie was lowering his head, slowly wiping his mouth with a napkin to cover up the fact that he accidentally spilled coffee from his mouth just now, and after a long while, he half reprimanded and half threatened: "Kids, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Zhou Mu was in a hurry: "I didn't!"

He woke up from hunger last night, and when he ran downstairs to look for something to eat, he happened to see his brother hugging Xingxing brother to the sofa, holding hands and touching his face, and then kissed him for some reason.

Xiao Zhou Mu was so scared that he hid at the corner of the stairs, not daring to breathe.

Jiang Xingxing looked at Zhou Xie blankly.

Little Zhou Mu pointed at Zhou Xie's nose: "Brother is lying, lying has a long nose!"

Zhou Xie: "...shut up."

Jiang Xingxing: "..."

What, what's the situation...

What happened last night? !

Why is he in Zhou Xie's room?

Why is he completely naked?

Why did Zhou Xie hug him?

Why did he secretly raise the flag when Zhou Xie hugged him?

Why did little Zhou Mu say that Zhou Xie kissed him?

Why did Xiao Zhou Mu say that when Zhou Xie kissed him, he was so secretly happy?

Thousands of questions bombarded his head one after another. Jiang Xingxing looked at Zhou Xie with a calm face on the opposite side, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and felt that there must be something wrong with him.

In the afternoon, Jiang Xingxing sat in a daze in the tea room on the 23rd floor, trying to piece together the memory fragments of last night bit by bit.

He remembered that he was still sober when he walked out of the bar gate, and then Lao Song asked him with a smile, "How much did you drink?", and then came to the boss's house...

After arriving at the boss's house, the memories became even more fragmented. He seemed a little cold, a little hot, a little soft, and a little hard...

Jiang Xingxing wailed, and couldn't help rubbing his face, what the hell was going on.

At this time, his cell phone rang.Wechat reminded that there was a new friend, Jiang Xingxing clicked in to see, it was a stranger named "Mr. Desert", and the note was "Zhou Xie's friend, Lei Qing".

Jiang Xingxing clicked on his avatar, a very narcissistic headshot was enlarged, and a small photo covered everything that contemporary men can show off—sunglasses with a big logo, a dial full of diamonds, and a suit with small wings. Car badges, a row of luxury cars outside the window...

Jiang Xingxing remembered who he was, the young man who was the first to stand up to pick them up last night.

Jiang Xingxing didn't know where he got his WeChat ID, he hesitated for a while, and then clicked agree.

That Lei Qing was very familiar with him, so he asked Jiang Xingxing "Yo, Tiancai, are you awake?"

Jiang Xingxing was a little puzzled, thinking that it was almost time to get off work, so of course he woke up, did this person pass American time?

He replied: "Hi, I'm Mr. Zhou's assistant Jiang Xingxing. Is there anything you can do?"

As soon as the message was sent out, Lei Qing directly played a voice over.

Jiang Xingxing picked it up, and Lei Qing said in a drawling tone: "We are all friends, why pretend. How about it, is old Zhou strong?"

Jiang Xingxing: "...Huh?"

What, what is strong... not strong...

Lei Qing was in a hurry: "Hey, you are so boring. It was a pleasure to see you last night. Why are you like this today?"

Jiang Xingxing had one head and two big ones: "...Huh?"

Lei Qing: "Don't tell me you two didn't do anything last night."

Jiang Xingxing: "...we...we..."

Lei Qing seemed to have discovered some new continent, and said in surprise: "Damn it, Lao Zhou can't really fail, right?!"

Jiang Xingxing: "...Huh?!"