What to Do If I Am Caught by A Paranoid Gong

After tidying up the test room, the two of them ordered takeaway and settled down for dinner.

Jiang Xing's high-end apartment is near the company, within a 10-minute walk, but Mi Dao's clothes, underwear, and script materials that are currently being drafted are still in his own home, so he wants to go back first. Grab something where you live.

Mi Dao doesn't know how to drive, and he lives a few stops away from the company. He usually relies on the subway to commute to and from get off work. During peak hours, his head can be squeezed out.

The two left the office building and walked under the neon lights of the metropolis.

Mi Dao glanced at the time, hey, and then secretly glanced sideways at Jiang Xing.

He remembered that this kid seemed to have passed his driver's license test when he was in college, but he hadn't seen him driving a car much since then, so he asked without hope, "Xiao Xing, do you have a car?"

Jiang Xing was stunned for a moment, and answered seriously: "There is a house and a car."

Mi Dao didn't realize what was going on with Jiang Xing's strange answer, but was only happy: "Can you give me a ride? The subway is too crowded now."

Jiang Xing's face changed slightly, and then he smiled helplessly: "You don't have a driver's license, do you?"

Mi Dao was a little confused: "Huh?"

He doesn't have a driver's license, so what's the point of Jiang Xing sending him off...

Mi Dao looked at his own face in front of him and suddenly realized: "Ah!"

OK, it's a big deal.Jiang Xing couldn't drive despite his shell.

Jiang Xing closed his eyes and smiled in a low voice, inexplicably doting.

Mi Dao's heart tightened, and his face was on fire. He scratched his nose and whispered, "...I'm not used to the new body."

Jiang Xing just smiled and didn't follow up on the topic. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Let's take a taxi—Senior, lend me your hand."

"Oh." Mi Dao obediently stretched out her hand to unlock Jiang Xing's phone.

Jiang Xing called a car, went to the payment interface, and asked Mi Dao to press it again.He opened the settings and said, "I'll record your fingerprints into my phone, so it's more convenient."

Mi Dao looked at Jiangxing's black high-end business jet, and joked, "You don't have to be afraid that I will secretly transfer all your deposits to my account after the exchange."

When Jiang Xing heard this, the sweetness in his eyes was about to turn into substance, and he responded casually: "Yes."

Mi Dao's heart skipped a beat, it was clearly his own voice, but it burned his ears hard enough.

Mi Dao didn't know what Jiang Xing's "um" meant, whether he was talking casually, or whether he really thought it didn't matter...

Tsk, look at this natural flirting, it's killing him.

Mi Dao thought about it for a while, then took out her mobile phone and said, "Then I'll record it for you too..."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered a bunch of photos of Jiang Xing in his album, and put his phone back: "Cough, I'll sort it out a little bit, and I'll record it for you later."

Jiang Xing looked at him and smiled, and only said, "Okay."

There was a traffic jam on the road for a while, and Mi Dao finally returned to the bachelor apartment where she lived.

This is a relatively old apartment complex in the suburbs of S City. It has a history of several decades. The landlord is very nice, the price is fair, and it is close to the university. Mi Dao has lived here alone since her junior year. I was reluctant to move for seven years.

Mi Dao is a native of this city. His parents live in the city center. From kindergarten to university, and studying in this school for graduate school, until now he works. He has always been in S City and has never been to other places.

Originally, he still lived in the school dormitory when he was a freshman and sophomore, but after he realized his sexual orientation in his junior year, it was inevitable that he would feel embarrassed living under the same roof with the same sex, so he simply moved Come out, and get out of the closet with your parents by the way.

After getting out of the elevator, Mi Dao went to the door of the room and pressed "beep beep" on the electronic combination lock a few times to open the door. While taking off her shoes, she turned on the lights on the wall and the central air conditioner.

Mi Dao's house is not big, with connected rooms and halls, plus a bathroom and kitchen. Standing at the entrance, you can basically see the whole picture of the room.

There is no TV in the living room, there is a small bed by the window, a large desk and a computer office chair beside the bed, the hall is covered with a fluffy khaki carpet, there are glass low tables on it, and a few randomly placed There are cushions and pillows in different colors and cute patterns, and the wardrobe is at the end of the bed.

The rest of the place is full of books and paper materials, making the small space even smaller.

Mi Dao took a quick look, but fortunately, he didn't see any messy underwear and socks...

Mi Dao gave up his seat and said to Jiang Xing, "Come in and sit down, I'll pour you some water."

Jiang Xing responded lightly, "Please trouble me, senior."

Then he took off his shoes and entered the room, glanced around to make sure he didn't see any paired things, and then sat down cross-legged on the cushion.

After Mi Dao washed the cup and poured water from the pot, he suddenly felt a little nervous. It seemed that this was the first time he had let Jiang Xing into his room...

Although this was only in the game, this Jiang Xing gave him a really "Jiang Xing" feeling, making Mi Dao almost think that this was the real world.

Mi Dao brought water to Jiang Xing and said, "I'll get some things, just wait for me."

Jiang Xing took the water and said "thank you".

Although he took his own things, except for the work materials, the clothes were all for Jiang Xing.

Mi Pao installed the laptop, picked out the books, found the suitcase and spread it out, opened the door of the closet, and then stopped...

Mi Dao looked at Jiang Xing: "Xiao Xing, what kind of clothes do you want to wear?"

Jiang Xing said, "You can wear what you usually wear."

Mi Dao was a little tangled, and after picking up a few relatively new ones, the old man blushed: "Then the underwear...how about we bought a few new ones?"

Jiang Xing looked at Mi Dao, using his body to rummage through his closet and pick up his clothes, the corners of his eyes and mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what, he got up and looked behind Mi Dao, and said in a low voice: "Don't buy it. New, that's it."

Mi Dao didn't dare to look back: "But if I don't buy it, I might wear your clothes too, don't you think..."

Jiang Xing asked him back: "Senior, don't you want to wear my clothes?"

Mi Dao Xindao how is it possible!He wants to wear Jiang Xing's boyfriend shirt even in his dreams, okay?

Cough, although things are a little different now...

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "I'm fine, but if the seniors mind, let's go buy it. It's almost nine o'clock, and the time may be a little tight, so hurry up."

Mi Dao was so hot that she was sweating a little, and at one point suspected that the air conditioner was broken: "It's so late, then...or forget it. I'm fine, since we're all men anyway..."

While laughing dryly, Mi Dao stuffed the good-looking underwear into the box.

Jiang Xing did not sit back, but glanced at the closet one more time, the corners of his raised mouth froze, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He asked, "Are those two clothes yours?"

Mi Dao looked up, and saw a coquettish black leather jacket hanging on the rail, and a flirty purple deep V, gay in Gay, just like the light-colored fresh shorts in Mi Dao's closet T, all kinds of youth denim and earth tone bottoms are incompatible.

Mi Dao hurriedly explained: "Oh, that's what Brother Jersey put me here for."

Jiang Xing's smile couldn't reach his eyes at all: "Yao Zexi has been to your house?"

Mi Dao folded the clothes: "Well, I've been here."

Jiang Xing asked again: "Does he come here often?"

Mi Dao thought for a while and said, "It's okay, he sometimes comes over to drink with me."

Jiang Xing's eyes were dark and heavy: "Is it at night?"

Mi Dao smiled: "Otherwise, I have to go to work during the day."

The arc of Jiang Xing's mouth could no longer be maintained: "Will he spend the night here?"

Mi Pao suddenly became alert.

He realized that Yao Zexi was a big shot who had openly come out. If he didn't explain this, what would Jiang Xing do if he misunderstood that he had something to do with Yao Zexi, and then suspected his sexual orientation?He still doesn't know how much Jiang Xing can accept him!

Although Jiang Xing doesn't have any prejudice against gays, but if you want a straight man to do the things on the list with gays, from the perspective of personality, you will lose your favor if you think about it?He just wants to fall in love, he doesn't want to be!

Mi Dao hurriedly turned around and explained: "Xiao Xing, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Brother Zexi, we are just friends, and we can have a drink once in a while, it's really nothing! Really!"

Jiang Xing looked at Mi Dao for two seconds, and smiled helplessly: "Well, don't worry, I understand, I didn't misunderstand what you mean."

Rice: "Really?"

Jiang Xing said, "Really."

Rice breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then asked: "Then next time, seniors, can you bring me with you when you drink?"

Mi Dao's heart skipped a beat.

Yao Zexi knew that he liked Jiang Xing, so when he drank with Yao Zexi, they either discussed dirty jokes or about Jiang Xing.Especially when Mi Dao is drunk, he likes to take Jiang Xing's photos to confess his love, and Yao Zexi recorded his embarrassing scene and showed it to him...

Mi Dao's face became even hotter, he hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Xing frowned slightly, looking a little aggrieved: "Can't you?"

Mi Dao's heart beat faster, and she succumbed to Beauty: "Okay, I will definitely call you next time."

Jiang Xing looked deeply at Mi Dao, with a half-smile: "That's good."

After Mi Dao packed his luggage, Jiang Xing called a car again. At this time, there were few cars nearby. After calling, the two of them sat in the house for a while, waiting for the car to come.

Sitting on the bed, Mi Dao fiddled with her phone, trying to back up Jiang Xing's photos on the cloud again, and then quickly delete them.

While operating, I heard Jiang Xing say: "Senior, do you want to try again?"

Mi Dao was startled: "Try what?"

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "In exchange, it's 09:30 now, two hours have passed."

Mi Dao reacted, dropped the phone and stood up: "Okay, hug?"

Jiang Xing also stood up and opened his arms.

Mi Dao took a step closer and hugged Jiang Xing, and waited for a while, but it didn't work.

Mi Dao asked, "How did this happen?"

Jiang Xing maintained the movement of hugging Mi Dao's waist, poked his head out from the crook of Mi Dao's arm, took out the list, and held it up so that both of them could see it: "Hug with as much contact surface as possible—isn't it Haven't you touched enough?"

Mi Dao checked each other's movements, in fact, the two of them hugged each other tightly enough now, at least the upper body is all stuck together, that is, the lower body...

Mi Dao guessed boldly: "It's so difficult to hook the legs? It's like an octopus..."

The corners of Jiang Xing's mouth raised slightly, and the smile in his eyes couldn't be contained: "Maybe."

Mi Dao subconsciously said, "Then I'll try..."

Mi Dao had just lifted one leg, but ignored the fact that his body was now heavier than Jiang Xing's. When he raised his leg with a hook, his center of gravity was unstable, and Mi Dao fell backwards directly.

Jiang Xing withdrew his smile, and hurriedly tried to hug Mi Dao, but he also forgot that his small body couldn't bear the weight of his own body at all.

With a "creak", Mi Dao and Jiang Xing fell on the bed.

All of a sudden, Mi Dao just recovered, and suddenly realized that he changed from lying down to lying down, with a person under him.

There is also something that I don't know what it is, and it is poking at the root of his thigh.

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