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Shao Jing's lips under the mask suddenly felt a little dry, and he pointed to the chair where the tooth was extracted: "Come on, lie down, raise your head, and open your mouth."

How should I put it, every time I see this dentist, the conversation is so imaginative, Pete behaves very well, puts down his schoolbag, lies down and lets Shao Jing pull his tooth.

Dr. Shao is worthy of being the dean. His technique is really good, fast and steady. Pete sat with his mouth slightly open, holding his cheeks and listening to Shao Jing's instructions: "The other side can only be pulled out when the wound on this side is healed. Go back and pay attention in the past few days, eat something easy to chew..."

The anesthetic hadn't passed yet, Pete looked at Shao Jing's back in a daze, and didn't know if he heard it or not. Shao Jing heard that there was no sound behind him, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong? It hurts?"

Pete shook his head, his eyes sparkling, and he faltered: "Young doctor, your skin drum looks good."

What Pete said was, Dr. Shao, your ass is so sticky.

What Pete said was not clear, but Shao Jingjing could hear clearly, his eyes were a little dangerous: "Really? Mr. Liang Zixuan has a lot of research on men's butts?"

When you come to the hospital to write a medical record, you need an ID card. Shao Jing has seen his ID card and knows his name better.

Liang Zixuan, Pete's real name.

Suddenly someone called his real name, and Pete was in a trance for a moment. He laughed and nodded: "Hmm."

This sentence is clearly pronounced.

But Shao Jing ignored him and went to see other patients.

After the wound healed, Pete came to extract the wisdom tooth on the other side. When the wound of this wisdom tooth also healed, Pete thought that he had to hurry up, otherwise he would not have a chance to come to see Dr. Shao.

So Pete skipped work that night, and waited for Shao Jing to get off work at the entrance of the dental hospital wearing the clean boy's standard outfit that made Shao Jing's heart flutter that day.

He got to Shao Jing as he wished, and Pete followed Shao Jing step by step. Seeing him open the car door and get in, Pete grabbed the handle of the car, blinking at Shao Jing: "Doctor Shao, what's the matter tonight?"

Shao Jing raised his eyes to look at him calmly.

"I want to study your ass," Pete said with the most vulgar words in the simplest voice: "all-round, how about it?"

"Get in the car," Shao Jing said.

Pete was not polite to him, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot. He was still wearing a clean and refreshing boy's look today. Pete also noticed that Shao Jing seemed to like this pure feeling. When he was dressed like this, Shao Jing looked at him with a bit of imperceptible desire.

Desire, Pete is too familiar with this.

"Where are you going to study?" Shao Jing didn't drive, but closed the window, and said casually.

"You can go anywhere," Pete turned his head and smiled at him, his eyebrows and eyes were seductive; "Which position do you want? Up? Down? Or for some excitement?"

Shao Jing looked at him with a sneer: "It seems that I have met an expert."

"That's right," Pete chuckled, "How is it? Are you interested?"

"Didn't you see if I was interested?" Shao Jing started the car: "After all, you have worked so hard to seduce me, and I can't shame the customer."

Pete didn't know if Shao Jing saw it. Of course, he didn't care if Shao Jing saw his occupation. They went to the hotel together that day. Seeing Shao Jing's familiar appearance, there should be no shortage of appointments. That's right, just Shao Jing Jing Duojin's handsome appearance is suspicious without any experience in this field.

But Pete was different, Pete never had sex with him, he only made money, but Shao Jing grew up with Pete's aesthetics, so he asked him to take time off to seduce him, just for a free sex.

Both of them are very familiar with this matter. Of course, no matter how familiar Shao Jing is, he can’t be better than Pete. After all, he is a professional, but Shao Jing has a good innate advantage. If you look away, it really is in every aspect of your orientation - except for the fact that you are too clean.

They didn't kiss, and Shao Jing took the protective measures very well.

Pete woke up early after finishing the work. He heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, got up and got dressed, hesitated for a while, rummaged through the clothes Shao Jing threw on the sofa, and folded his black underwear Put it in your pocket, then open the door and walk away.

They didn't communicate much after that day, and Pete returned to work, only occasionally seeing a man in a white trench coat would remind him of the dentist who was obsessed with cleanliness.

"Why are you in a daze?" Mo Jun tapped on the table: "No more customers?"

"I won't answer the call, we will take a rest tonight." Pete took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

Just as Mo Jun was about to say something, when someone ordered wine, Mo Jun went to work. When almost all the drinkers in the clubhouse had dispersed, Mo Jun turned around, and Pete was still sitting there. The ashtray in front of him was already full.

"Smooth less." Mo Jun advised him.

Pete glanced at Mo Jun, did not speak, took a deep drag on the cigarette, and spit the smoke on Mo Jun's face, with a bit of complacency in his eyes.

Mo Jun was already used to the smoky environment in the clubhouse. Pete's hateful behavior didn't make him cough, it just made him want to hit someone.

"Smack it, anyway, I'm not the one who died in the end." Mo Jun said with gritted teeth.

After talking, I felt like I was just worrying about it. If Pete didn’t pick up customers, he would smoke a lot at night. Mo Jun knew it for so many years, but his personality is nagging, and he can’t bear not to talk. , even if he knows what kind of person Pete is, he still occasionally advises and persuades him like an old lady.

After a while, Mo Jun took out a piece of paper from the drawer and put it in front of Pete.

"What's this?" Pete asked.

"The IOU written by Nick to you has a copy of his ID card, as well as specific personal information and fingerprints. Mo Jun explained: "He resigned with my brother a few days ago. "

This clubhouse was opened by Mo Jun's own brother.

"Oh," Pete replied indifferently, tore up the IOU and threw it into the remaining wine in front of him.

"You are so generous, you can easily tear up 30 yuan." Mo Jun joked.

"Then why not?" Pete laughed, "I don't know how to tear things up that are not easy."

Mo Jun rolled his eyes at him.

Pete, the one who couldn't hold it back, after he went to work for a month, he suddenly missed Shao Jing for some reason. That man's bed. Speaking of that person's appearance, it's not like I haven't met a handsome man in so many years, but none of them can make Pete so distracted. If you can't forget it, then go find someone else. Maybe sleep a few more times and get tired of it. Pete goes When I got to the gate of the dental hospital, I thought so.

As usual, he put on a white shirt, black slacks and white shoes, and waited for Shao Jing to get off work with a backpack on his back. Very tired, Pete looked at it for a while, then walked up to him.

Shao Jing was still thinking about something, and was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a white figure in front of him.

"I've been waiting here for you for seven hours." Pete said frankly, there was no complaint in his tone, he was just stating the facts.

"Sorry." It might be that there are too many things going on in the hospital. Shao Jing didn't react for a while, his head was a little dizzy, and he apologized obediently: "The hospital is too busy." Why did he have to apologize to him? He didn't make him wait, and this person waited for him but didn't tell him about it.

"It's okay." Pete said with a smile: "You look tired today, so let's not go to the hotel, how about going to dinner? I'm hungry."

Shao Jing wanted to say that he was not hungry, he just wanted to go home and sleep, but when he saw Pete looking at him with expectant eyes, he still nodded.

It's a pity that the restaurants are basically closed at this point. Pete wanted to eat at the roadside stalls, but seeing the man in suits and leather shoes beside him, he had no choice but to give up. In the end, the two of them bought an ice cream and ate it while walking. A pair of lovers pressing the road under the moon.

Shao Jing didn't like sweets. He glanced at the man beside him who had sucked up the ice cream in his hands in a few moments, and silently handed over his own. Pete accepted it with a smile.

"You didn't come to me to eat two ice creams, did you?" Shao Jing said.

"No," Pete replied honestly, "I wanted to sleep with you, but seeing that you're tired, forget it."

"..." Shao Jing really didn't know what to say, he glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Did you see my underwear when you left last time?"

Pete paused when he licked the ice cream: "I took it."

"Take it?" Shao Jing said in a joking tone, "Taking it without telling you is a thief."

Pete's hand holding the ice cream tightened suddenly, and he squeezed out two holes in the crispy egg skin, and the ice cream flowed out from the holes, staining his hands all over, looking a little disgusting.

Pete suddenly couldn't eat anymore, he lowered his head and threw the ice cream into the trash can beside him, but the sticky feeling on his hands couldn't disappear with the thrown ice cream.

Suddenly there was a handkerchief with a faint scent of men's perfume in his eyes. Pete glanced at Shao Jing, took it over and wiped his hands slowly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to say that you are a thief," Shao Jing noticed Pete's strangeness: "It seems that I didn't grasp the scale of joking."

"No." After wiping it with that high-end handkerchief, it seemed to be better: "What you said is the truth, my behavior is no different from that of a thief, not to mention your underwear is quite expensive."

Shao Jing suddenly laughed, a very pleasant smile: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, two men discussing another man's underwear...it's so strange."

Shao Jing's smile eased the atmosphere between the two, but they soon fell into a cold spot. Fortunately, it was not too early. Since he didn't have the intention to do that, all he had to do was say goodbye. Before parting, Pete squeezed He squeezed the handkerchief in his hand and said, "I'll return it to you after I wash it."

"No need," Shao Jing said with a smile, "Throw it away. If you want to see me, you can come to the hospital and look for me directly. You don't have to wait outside for so long."

Pete nodded. He watched Shao Jing leave and then slowly walked to the trash can. After thinking about it, he didn't throw away the handkerchief in the end.

Although it was a dirty handkerchief that others didn't want, he wiped his hands anyway. It was himself who made him dirty, not the handkerchief's fault.

Pete returned to the clubhouse, washed the dirty handkerchief and hung it in the bathroom. He returned to the bedroom, opened the compartment in the wardrobe to change clothes, but suddenly saw the drawer that had not been closed before leaving, and there were several different handkerchiefs placed there. The men's underwear of different sizes and colors, Shao Jing's underwear was impressively on top, Pete stared at it, and suddenly slapped himself hard, he slammed the closet door, changed into a coquettish cover-up Living in rags with snow-white flesh, he went to the bar in the clubhouse.

Mo Jun was a little surprised when he saw him: "Didn't you ask for leave today?"

Pete's eyes were hidden under the dim light of the bar, and he hooked the corners of his lips: "I love work."

Pete went to accompany an old client that night, and was pinched and bruised the next day, and he rested for a week.

Shao Jing wondered why the man who was willing to wait for him outside for seven hours could endure it for seven days after meeting him.