"Okay, okay, stop arguing. My ears are getting calluses from your noise. The deal between us is done. You can leave with your partner." Lang Bushin said.

Both of them were stunned when they heard this.

Xiaoqing: Yes, yes, yes…object?

Xiaoqing's face turned red instantly and she became dazed.

"But I haven't told you yet..."

The boy was interrupted by Lang Bushin before he could finish his words.

"No need, I already know the result. It doesn't matter whether there was a process or not. You two should go back and go to school well. Don't wander around here." Lang Bushin said.

Even when the two of them walked out of the gay bar, there were still tears in their eyes, but they no longer looked sad.

"Are you gay?" Xiaoqing asked.

"None of your business." the boy replied.

"Are you coming to the gay bar to find a boyfriend?" Xiaoqing asked.

"No." The boy replied.

"Do you like men with the same hairstyle as Zhuangzhuang's mother?" Xiaoqing asked.

"I don't like it." The boy replied.

"So do you like my type?" Xiaoqing asked.

The boy stopped walking forward and looked up at Xiaoqing, who had a gentle expression.

"How about I ask it in a different way?"

"Do you like me?" Xiaoqing asked.

The boy's throat was very dry, his eyes were red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The boy had answered every question Xiaoqing asked before, but he was still hesitant to give an answer here.

"You don't have to rush to give me the answer. I will ask you again when the exam is over." Xiaoqing said in a gentle voice.

After Xiaoqing finished speaking, she walked forward with a red face, but the person behind her spoke.

"I like it." The boy's voice was barely audible.

Xiaoqing was startled, her pupils contracted for a moment, and she turned around abruptly to look at the boy.

"What did you just say?" Xiaoqing asked.

The boy was so embarrassed that he walked away, but Xiaoqing came up to him and pushed him forward.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again." Xiaoqing was very excited.

"Go away, I won't say anything else." The boy lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Xiaoqing.

"Say it once, just once. Let me hear it again. I'll record it on my phone and listen to it before going to bed every day." Xiaoqing said excitedly.

"You're so annoying. I don't want to say that again." the boy replied.

"Go ahead, if you don't say it, then I'll have to say it."

He said: "Xiao Che, I like you too."

Different from the youthful excitement and peaceful days over there, Lang Bushin sat on a chair with his hands in his hair, sighing.

Helplessly, he began to look for his next target, stealthily looking at the people around him.

A girl came over swayingly, holding a glass of wine in her hand and handed it to Lang Bushin.

"Handsome guy, are you alone?" the girl asked.

Lang Bushin saw that the woman had big breasts, a thin waist, long legs, and her big curly hair, which was his favorite. Most importantly, her voice was also nice. Lang Bushin's eyes brightened for a moment, but soon dimmed again.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to find a man." Lang Bushin said dejectedly.

The girl laughed out loud when she heard this.

"Is that so? That's perfect. I'm a man." The girl's voice instantly changed from that of a queen to that of a male.

"Oh my god, your voice!" Lang Bushin's pupils trembled.

"Young handsome boy, is this your first time in a place like this? Are you just getting the hang of it?" the man said.

Lang Bushin felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

"You guessed it right." Lang Bushin scratched his head.

"Your eyes lit up when you saw me just now. Do you like girls like me? There are a lot of bisexuals here."

"Would you like to try it with me? I can satisfy both bisexual needs at the same time. I have everything you want." The boy said with a smile.

Lang Bushin was so shocked when he heard this that he didn't even dare to glance at the person in front of him.

No matter how you look at it, she's a queen with a great figure!

It turned out to be something like there was a monster under the skirt!

"No, no, no... No need for that. I'm just looking for someone to kiss. I want to determine whether I'm a homosexual. I'm not here for a date." Lang Bushin said.

The man's mouth curled up when he heard that.

This is still a naive young girl.

"I'll help you." The man smiled with a smile that made Lang Bushin's heart beat faster.

"Do you want to kiss me?" Lang Bushin asked.

"It's hard to tell if it's just a kiss. Maybe you should be more direct and follow me. Then I'll tease you in my own way and see if you have any feelings for me." The man suggested.

Lang Bushin's face turned red when he heard this.

"No, no, no, still no." Lang Bushin refused again.

"Don't be nervous. If you're not gay, you won't have any feelings for me, so you don't have to worry about what I'll do to you. If you don't react, then I can't do anything even if I want to."

"And even if there is a reaction, as long as you don't want to, you have such a big body and I have the body of a weak and powerless little girl. Can I still force you?" The man said aggrievedly in a girl's voice.

Lang Bushin was stunned by what he said, and after thinking about it, it seemed that what he said really made a lot of sense.

By the time Lang Bushin reacted, the man had already held his arm and opened the room.

Lang Bushin was still a little confused until the man came out of the bathrobe after taking a shower, drying his hair and calling for him to go in and take a shower.

Lang Bushin turned on the shower, but the water falling on his head did not wake him up. Instead, his mind became increasingly dull.

Are you just going to check into a hotel with someone in such a charming way?

And you checked into a hotel with someone who was both a man and a woman?

I can't even find a partner now, and now I'm going to fight someone with a gun?

No, no, why have I already thought about that? Maybe I don’t have any situation at all. And even if I do, it’s impossible for me to give my first time to a stranger so easily.

While Lang Bushin was still daydreaming, the man was already adjusting the indoor temperature to a suitable level and casually threw a box of burping tools from his bag onto the bedside table.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the little white sheep to come to the door.

What a joke, I have never seen anyone run away halfway in my hands, the man thought.

Suddenly, Lang Bushin's cell phone on the bedside table rang. The man picked it up and saw the note "Dong Nan" written on it.

The man hung up the phone casually, but before he could put it down, the phone rang again. After repeating this several times, the man picked up the phone impatiently.

"You took a sick leave this afternoon. Are you feeling unwell?" Gu Dongnan asked.

"Your friend is in good health, but he's a little busy right now. If you have anything to say, please call him later so as not to delay our business," said the man.

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