bro i was wrong

A spacious lounge with more than a bed.

A row of Zhou Xie's suits were neatly stacked in the closet next to him, as well as several sets of pajamas, casual wear, and sportswear. On the bottom floor were several boxes of shoes, basketball volleyballs, and even several sets of golf clubs.

There is also a bathroom in the opposite corner of the wardrobe, where you can wash, take a bath, and even have a sauna.

Jiang Xingxing originally thought that a simple "meaning" would be enough, after all, it was only [-] minutes before work in the afternoon, but Zhou Xie frantically wanted to come up with a whole set.

He watched helplessly as Zhou Xie picked out a bottle of lubricating oil from the bedside table, and a carp jumped up from the bed in fright, and crawled to the corner of the bed, his voice trembling: "This won't work, absolutely not... I have to go to work..."

Zhou Xie said indifferently, "Aren't the doors locked?"

Jiang Xingxing curled up at the corner of the bed, and hurriedly said: "That's not okay! I... Tu Mi and the others all know that I'm here at noon, and we haven't been going out. They must... definitely guess..."

Zhou Xie grabbed his ankle and dragged him back from the corner of the bed: "If you know it, you know it, and it's nothing shameful."

Jiang Xingxing struggled to himself, yelling that he couldn't do it, but because of the disparity in strength, he couldn't dodge, and was suppressed to death by Zhou Xie.

Zhou Xie's hands were already covered with lubricating oil, and just as he was trying to poke inside, Jiang Xingxing yelled in a broken voice: "I'm not ready yet!..."

Zhou Xie paused for a while, looked into his eyes, and gently coaxed: "I'll be gentle."

"No... no..." Jiang Xingxing was really scared, his mind went blank, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes unconsciously, and he couldn't stop muttering.

Zhou Xie leaned over to look at him, frowning slightly.He thought that Jiang Xingxing would be mentally prepared to some extent after he had done side-kicks a few times before, but he didn't expect Jiang Xingxing to be so resistant when he came on the field with real swords and guns.

Seeing his expression on the verge of collapse, Zhou Xie finally couldn't bear it, sighed, held back the desire to explode, and let go of Jiang Xingxing.

"Forget it," he said, "I won't continue."

He leaned down, kissed Jiang Xingxing's eyelid lightly, and coaxed softly, "Don't cry, I'm sorry."

Jiang Xingxing slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes were blurred by tears, and everything he looked at was a little bit double.

Zhou Xie showed a gentle smile: "Get up?"

It's okay if he's not so gentle, but the more gentle he is, the more uncomfortable Jiang Xingxing feels.

He wrapped his arms around Zhou Xie's neck to prevent Zhou Xie from getting up, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhou Xie inserted her big hands into his hair, rubbed it a few times, and lowered her head to cover his lips: "Needless to say, I know."

Jiang Xingxing's tears fell down again without disappointment.

Although he didn't make it to the last step, Jiang Xingxing came out of the chairman's office an hour later than usual.

There was a long line of mid-level and high-level executives waiting to report and sign at the door, and they all stretched their necks and looked at the door eagerly.Jiang Xingxing left the door open for them, indicating that they could go in.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Xingxing sat at his desk, restless.

He himself didn't expect that he would be so repelled by this matter. Originally, he had done kisses, hugs and further exchanges, and doing some intimate things with the people he liked, all of which made him feel comfortable physically and mentally. .

But when he really came to the last step, Jiang Xingxing found that he couldn't accept it.

After being a straight man for so many years, the big archway of "man's dignity" has been erected in his heart for more than 20 years. If he really wants to do the next one, he really can't pass it psychologically.

But if Zhou Xie is asked to do the following...

Jiang Xingxing thought for a while, then shook his head quickly, and got rid of the unrealistic idea in his head.

He didn't want to be the one below, and he didn't dare to be above Zhou Xie. The matter seemed to be at a dead end.

Jiang Xingxing was thinking about it and couldn't figure out any solution. He couldn't help but reached out and grabbed his hair. If he could, he really wanted to wail and beg someone to help him.

But who can help him? Even if someone really helps him, how should he talk to them...

I'm in love with a guy, but I'm afraid to have sex/love with him.

What the hell is this called.

Don't talk about the latter question, just the fact that he likes men is enough to make him hard to say.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xingxing paused while scratching his hair, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration——

I like men, my man, he is not the only one...

Tony was busily busy in the store, and from the corner of his eye in the mirror, he caught a glimpse of someone standing behind him.

"Come on, Brother Jiang." Tony pointed to the sofa not far away with his chin, "Sit down for a while, I can cut it for you in half an hour, and let my apprentice wash your hair first."

Jiang Xingxing rubbed his hands: "No hurry, you are busy."

He said he was not in a hurry, but he just couldn't sit still on the sofa, as if there were needles under his buttocks.

Tony looked at him suspiciously, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly felt blessed, and showed an evil expression.

Tony's apprentice was a tall and strong young man with a crew cut and two big flower tattoos on his arms, so he was not very annoying at first glance.

He wanted to wash Jiang Xingxing's hair, Jiang Xingxing waved his hands again and again: "I'm looking for Feng Jian...ah no, Tony, I have something to do."

The scissors in Tony's hands kept on, and he heard the words and said, "Then you didn't say it earlier, I thought you were going to get a haircut."

Jiang Xingxing: "When do you get off work? Can I treat you to dinner?"

Tony glanced at the clock on the wall: "Come on, if you don't get a haircut, we can go out later."

Jiang Xingxing nodded again and again, sat back on the sofa, bored, and looked around the store aimlessly, and suddenly felt a slightly cold gaze, Jiang Xingxing was slightly stunned, and he took a closer look, it was Tony's apprentice, But he was already lowering his head to clean up the table, as if it was Jiang Xingxing's illusion just now.

Jiang Xingxing muttered a little strangely, secretly thinking that he was too preoccupied, and everything seemed to be wrong.

Tony finished the haircut for the last customer, went to the lounge to change his clothes, cleaned up briefly, and followed Jiang Xingxing out the door.

Before going out, his apprentice stood in front of the two of them, looked at Tony with a bad tone, and asked them why they were going.

Tony rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Eat."

The apprentice glanced at Jiang Xingxing, his eyes were quite rude, and Jiang Xingxing was confused.

But when facing Tony, it seemed like a different person, "Then you come back early, I... I'll go home and cook for you."

Jiang Xingxing was shocked: "Does he live in your house?"

How could he not know when there was a new tenant.

Tony didn't want to say more, he hesitated and agreed, and dragged Jiang Xingxing away after saying something annoying, leaving the apprentice watching their backs for a long time.

Jiang Xingxing invited Tony to eat Sichuan hot pot. In the noisy environment, with the steam between the two of them, everything seemed cloudy and foggy. Some things that are difficult to say on weekdays are not so burdensome to say now.

Tony swallowed a mouthful of sour plum juice, and looked at Jiang Xingxing with contempt: "No, you two haven't hit a home run yet? Looking at the posture at the bar that night, I thought you could be fucked by him for a few days." Where's the bed?"

Jiang Xingxing: "..."

"Why." Tony didn't understand, "You can't, or he can't?"

Jiang Xingxing pursed his lips and whispered, "Me."

Tony covered his mouth: "There is... something wrong with you?"

Jiang Xingxing was embarrassed, and quickly denied: "No. It's not on the physical level, it's...the hurdle that I can't get over."

Tony was at a loss: "What Kaner?"

Jiang Xingxing blinked, and carefully chose his words: "Just... I just think... I don't want to be the next one."

"Could it be that you still want to do the one above?"

"..."

Tony snorted, admiring his courage, looked at his small body, and couldn't help mocking, "You can try."

Jiang Xingxing's head drooped again.

Tony bit the straw and looked at him through the hot steam, feeling very incomprehensible to this kind of person.

He has been advocating that he is a straight man, but he is entangled with a man.It's fine to get along with others, but the annoying straight man mentality comes out from time to time to make troubles, making troubles and doing nothing, and still has to hang the other party.

If you want him to say it, it's just two words-hypocritical.

But the other party was his friend and landlord after all, no matter how disgusted Tony was, he couldn't make it clear, so he could only swallow the complaints and asked him: "Then what are you going to do? Your man looks like a top-notch man, you If you hang him like this again, when he gets impatient, then you're done."

Jiang Xingxing was very worried: "Yes, I feel the same way."

Seeing his ugly appearance, Tony couldn't help but said: "I don't know about others, anyway, I think it's good to be down there."

Jiang Xingxing looked up at him, the expression on his face was "Don't pretend, I understand."

Tony rolled his eyes: "You know shit."

As soon as the voice fell, he came to his senses and let out a sigh: "Do you understand?"

Jiang Xingxing is embarrassed, he can't say he doesn't understand, after all, he knows his body structure very well, the only place on his body that can be used; but if he understands...

He remembered that when he was a child, he used to be so cheap, and he used that kind of thick marker pen to stuff his nostrils, causing nosebleeds, and he almost died of pain. He still remembers the tragedy at that time.

Thinking about Zhou Xie's size... He felt that there was definitely a similarity between that and this.

Tony understood, sat down, patted him on the shoulder as if someone had come over, and took out his mobile phone: "Give me the account of the online disk, and I will send you some good things."

It can be said that Tony is not generous to Jiang Xingxing. He shared all the resources he has treasured for many years with him, which is enough for a T.

Then he winked at him, "Take it and learn it. It's best to take your man to watch it together. You'll be satisfied."