The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

In the office of Kongyue Company, Luo Changshuo was writing and drawing on a blueprint in the computer, calculating the roughly completed value.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang sweetly, which was his WeChat notification tone.

Most of his friends know that he is distracted when he is not at work, and the only one who will send him WeChat messages at this time is Jing Jing, except for the partner.

Turning on the phone, the displayed name was indeed Quiet.

An Jing sent a few pictures, which looked like photos taken secretly, and then a text message: Do you think this is a flying star?

In the photo, the two men pose intimately. Luo Changshuo frowned, and unconsciously helped the frame of the mirror.

No need to click on the photo, he already recognized the identity of the person on the right, it is his cousin Luo Feixing!

Luo Changshuo is a straight man, but he has heard a little about things between the same sex.Reminiscent of his cousin's anomaly in the past few days, he couldn't help picking up his phone, and for the first time, he did private affairs during working hours.

When Luo Changshuo received the call, Luo Feixing was eating popsicles with the air conditioner blowing on at home, and enjoying Song Yu's massage by the way - he had to go to Baiyun Temple for a few hours on the mountain road before, and his legs were trembling after coming back, which made him feel uncomfortable no.

"Cousin, what's the matter?" Luo Feixing asked vaguely while sucking on the popsicle.

"Anjing sent me a set of pictures, saying she saw them on Weibo." Luo Changshuo's voice was still calm, "Who is the man next to you?"

Luo Feixing was really taken aback by his straight-forward questioning, and almost stuffed popsicles up his nostrils.

"What... what man?" He felt a little guilty, but he clenched his teeth and refused to let go.

If it wasn't necessary, Luo Changshuo didn't want to press Luo Feixing about his love life, but he didn't want Luo Feixing to be with a man.

"I'll send you the photos, you can see for yourself." He tapped his fingers on the table, and the messy knocking sound showed that his heart was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

Luo Feixing bit the top of the popsicle, staring at the phone screen, his body was about to go stiff because of nervousness.

Suddenly, Song Min leaned over and licked lightly next to his hand holding the popsicle.

Startled by the moist feeling, Luo Feixing subconsciously flicked the popsicle, almost throwing it out.Fortunately, Song Hao's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. As soon as he grabbed his hand, he licked the popsicle from the bottom to the top with the tip of his tongue.

"What are you doing?" Luo Feixing's voice almost broke.

"The ice cream is about to melt." Song Hao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand why he had such a big reaction.

Luo Feixing blushed, murmured a few words, and suddenly stuffed the popsicle into Song Jun's hand: "Why are you like this, how can you eat me even after you lick it!"

After that, he quickly lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, pretending to be looking at the photo seriously.

Song Hao was not angry at all, he ate up the popsicle in a few mouthfuls, and threw it casually, hitting the trash can next to the sofa.

Luo Feixing covered his face, not paying attention to the photo at all.Naturally, he would not admit that it was not because he disliked Song Jun, but because of Song Jun's actions and expressions, which inexplicably reminded him of the last time when he was passionate. , Press him on the bed to do whatever he wants.

It has to be said that Song Hao when he lost his mind was extraordinarily interesting in hindsight.

Luo Feixing took a deep breath and patted his face.

I was thinking about something messy, didn't he change his sexual orientation after having sex with a man twice?

"What's the matter?" Song Jun asked strangely from the side, raised his arms and approached him to look at the screen on the phone.

Luo Feixing suddenly shrank back into the sofa: "Don't lean over, I'm hot."

When he said this, he completely forgot that his calf was still on Song Jun's, and it was quite comfortable, so he didn't want to take it off at all.

Song Ting paused, feeling that something was wrong.Luo Feixing seemed to be looking for an excuse to hide from him, but it was fine just now, why did it suddenly happen?

While talking, Luo Feixing's gaze has already landed on the photo on the phone.After just one glance, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Song Jun, don't you think this is what we went to Baiyun Temple yesterday!" He jumped up, turned his phone towards Song Jun, and asked in surprise, "Who took the picture?"

"I don't know." Song Jun also frowned, "But what Luo Changshuo said before, it was your cousin who saw it on Weibo."

"Weibo..." Luo Feixing was stunned, stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then simply opened Weibo.

The weibo about the good-looking little brother always has enough popularity, Luo Feixing quickly found that weibo and found that there were already a lot of likes on it.

Although the photo doesn't have a frontal face, at most it's just a side view, but people close to him can tell who it is at a glance.

Luo Feixing clicked into the profile picture and looked. The person who posted the Weibo was a girl, and most of the Weibos were about daily activities. The first few Weibos of the photo even mentioned that she was going to Baiyun Temple.Looks like it was just a chance encounter.

While worrying about how to explain to Luo Changshuo, Luo Feixing sent a private message to the girl asking her to delete the photo, the reason being that he didn't want to interfere with his real life.

The girl was easy to talk to, she agreed without saying a word, and even apologized to him.

After everything was settled, Luo Feixing redialed Luo Changshuo's number.

"Cousin, I saw the photo, and it is indeed me." He scratched the leather of the sofa with his fingers, "I went to Baiyun Temple with my friends to pray for blessings that day."

Luo Changshuo was silent for a moment, "I've never met that friend of yours, did you meet recently?"

Although he really wanted to directly question the relationship between Luo Feixing and Song Hao, but he was worried about hurting his cousin's self-esteem, so he asked in a slow voice.

"Yes... yes." Luo Feixing stammered: "We met when we went out to play before."

When he was nervous, he couldn't make up a reason, so he had to prevaricate in a hurry.

"That's right." Although Luo Changshuo still had doubts in his heart, he couldn't ask further questions, so he could only dissuade him vaguely: "Those kids nowadays think that things that are more fashionable may not be good, so don't imitate them."

Luo Feixing clutched his throbbing little heart, not daring to let out a breath, and said cautiously: "How could it be, cousin, you also know that I am not that kind of person."

Thinking about all kinds of rotten news on Weibo, he felt that he roughly guessed what Luo Changshuo wanted to say, and felt extremely uneasy because of this.

"I know, the stars are always reassuring." Luo Changshuo's voice softened, and he smiled lightly: "Cousin is just a little worried."

He thought for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Xing Xing, someday you call your friend out to have a meal together. I want to see who is so holy if he can enter the eyes of our Xing Xing."

Luo Changshuo also knew that Luo Feixing hadn't been very social since he was a child. Although he was popular, he had never had any close friends, let alone the two of them went to pray together, and they were so intimate.Although he was at ease with his cousin, he was not so at ease with Song Jun.

The world is so chaotic now, what if it's a hookup?Not only did it deceive Xing Xing's feelings, but it might also cause harm to his body.As a cousin, Luo Changshuo felt that he had to check.

"Okay." Luo Feixing answered with a guilty conscience, that is, he tried to keep his voice from being soft and revealing flaws.

"Also," Luo Changshuo said again: "Although my cousin does not object to your finding a girlfriend in college, the main focus is still on your studies."

"I know." Luo Feixing scratched his head: "I will study hard."

If you want to fall in love, you have to meet someone you like. He has never been tempted by a girl now, and sometimes he suspects that he is sexual/cold... Well, although Song Ting later proved with his strength that he is not that kind of existence.

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. As soon as the phone was hung up, Luo Feixing took a long breath and let it out again.

In just a few minutes, he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he almost couldn't even breathe.

"So nervous?" Song Hao patted him on the back amusedly: "Even if Luo Changshuo finds out about us, it's okay, right?"

"No, my cousin will definitely be angry." Luo Feixing waved his hand: "Although my cousin didn't say anything, I know he has always hoped that I can marry a wife and have children, so as to continue our family's bloodline."

Song Jun's face darkened, and before he understood the reason for his discomfort, he heard Luo Feixing say again: "So, we'd better settle the matter before our cousin finds out."

"What about after that?" He subconsciously asked.

"After it's resolved?" Luo Feixing was stunned, rubbing the back of his head and said, "After it's resolved, maybe I'll find a way to deal with other ghosts too. Of course you want to go where you want to go."

"But of course, remember to contact me often, after all, you are also a big backer."

His heartless look eased Song Jun's dark face, he pursed his lips for a moment of silence, and then sighed.

What's wrong with him and this bastard.

"That's right." Luo Feixing said suddenly: "My cousin is going to meet you, and when the time comes, he will definitely ask you where you work and what you do. How do you answer?"

Song Bin was also taken aback by the question, pursed his lips in thought for a moment, and tentatively said, "Why don't you say I'm a Taoist priest?"

"My cousin will throw you out." Luo Feixing twitched the corners of his eyes: "What's more, if you say you are a Taoist priest, your conscience won't hurt!"

"Should...not be." Song Jun shrugged: "How else?"

The two of them propped their chins together and meditated.

The author has something to say: Song Hao: So you like me on the bed (meditation)

Luo Feixing: Bah, nonsense (blush)