Niaoyuhuaxiang Dating Agency

Yan Xi, male, 26 years old.

Healthy, good-looking, rich in money and highly educated, everything is good, but there is a little problem.

He's gay.

It's okay to be gay, it's just that he's accidentally a transvestite.

But fortunately, in this indifferent society, this transvestite gay has a few good friends, and these few good friends booked a place for him at the bar on his birthday yesterday.

Yan Xi feels very satisfied. Although he has no job or lover for the time being, he still has friendship.

So he slept soundly, and when he awoke in the morning he was completely unaware that he was not sleeping in his own house.

He didn't get up from the bed until he felt something was wrong, and then saw his two friends standing at the head of the bed, staring at him together.

"Are you finally awake?" Wang Jincheng walked over and opened the curtains, the sun shone in, Yan Xi narrowed his eyes.

Yan Xi scratched his hair and said, "Why are you at my house?"

Wang Jincheng rolled his eyes, and Yang Jian beside him smiled and said, "You're wrong, you're in our house."

Yang Jian specially bit the word "we" very hard, causing Yan Xi to look around, only to find that he was indeed the home of Wang Jincheng and Yang Jian.

"Oh, why did I come here from you?" Yan Xi yawned, Shi Shiran got out of bed and stretched himself.

He remembered that he wanted to find someone pleasing to the eye in the bar to open a room yesterday, but after drinking too much, he didn't know what happened.

Wang Jincheng saw that he regarded this place as his own home, and said through gritted teeth, "You also said that you drank too much yesterday, and then you hugged Yang Jian, insisting on going to the room with him."

Yan Xi listened, looked at Yang Jian, and immediately showed a disgusted expression: "Impossible, if I want to choose, I will choose you."

Yang Jian smiled, pushed his glasses, and said, "I don't mind telling the truth after drinking."

"I mind!" Wang Jincheng yelled at Yang Jian, and then ordered Yan Xi, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face, go out to eat, and leave mellow after eating!"

Yan Xi ignored him, walked out of the bedroom slowly, saw the dog in the living room, his eyes lit up, and he was about to hug the dog in one step.

Seeing Yan Xi, Yang Jian's dog stood up and screamed to leave, but was hugged by Yan Xi.

Yan Xi hugged the dog, strangled its neck, and squeezed its head into her arms.

Poor dog... dying.

Yang Jian, who was following behind, looked at it, her face turned pale, she stepped forward to save her dog, and said with a sneer, "I told you not to hug my dog ​​anymore!"

Yan Xi glared at him: "Why, I like it very much."

"But it doesn't like you." Every time you hug him by strangling it, can he like it? !

"Stingy." Yan Xi reluctantly glanced at the shivering pet in Yang Jian's arms, stood up and walked to the toilet.

Uncle Yan Xi finished washing, and sat down on the dining table swaggeringly.Wang Jincheng served the food resentfully, and the three of them began to eat together.

"You sleep in our bed, hug our dog, and eat our food." Wang Jincheng looked at Yan Xi who was eating with gusto, and said sourly.

Yan Xi took a bite of the diced chicken and said, "I didn't rob you, don't worry." He turned to Yang Jian and said, "This one is a bit salty, next time put more sweet and sour."

Yang Jian's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment.

"As long as I like it, your opinion is not important." Wang Jincheng shouted at Yan Xi.

"Shouting Mao, shouting Mao!" Yan Xi looked at him coldly, and severely criticized Wang Jincheng, "Do you understand that you can't eat or sleep?"

"..."

"Let's eat, you can't quarrel with him." Yang Jian tapped Wang Jincheng's bowl with chopsticks and said.

After finally waiting for Yan Xi to have dinner, Wang Jincheng almost sent him off respectfully.

Yan Xi walked to the door, turned around suddenly, and said, "Why should I leave?"

Wang Jincheng was speechless, and said: "It's hard to take a vacation today. I have been living in school at the end of the latest semester, and Yang Jian has just returned from a business trip. Yesterday we took care of you until late, and we slept in the master bedroom for you, and we slept on the sofa. It's noon now Well, you should give us some personal time anyway."

Only then did Yan Xi ease his expression, and nodded: "If you want to get out of bed, tell me earlier."

"..."

Yan Xi added: "Actually, if you do what you want, I can watch TV in the living room, I don't mind."

Wang Jincheng said with a half smile, "I'll say it again, I don't mind."

Finally sent the emperor away, Wang Jincheng sighed: "He has been like this since he quit his last job."

"I hate being married, I'm lonely." Yang Jian said expressionlessly.

"..." Wang Jincheng coughed and said, "Really, I don't know when he will be able to settle down."

Wang Jincheng thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask again: "Can he settle down if he finds a regular person?"

Yang Jian held on to his glasses, looked away, and said, "Probably."

Yan Xi has five best friends, among them Wang Jincheng and Yang Jian are a couple, Xie Qing is a couple with An Zhen, and the other Wang Shouning has long been attached to her.

This group of people is strictly single.

Yan Xi feels that there is nothing wrong with being single, she is so free and unconstrained.

But his friends apparently didn't think so.

Yan Xi couldn't understand their idea that they had to find someone to tie themselves down to be at ease, one more person would be an extra burden, and besides, it's good to let this kind of thing take its course, what age is this, is there still an arranged marriage?

And Yan Xi felt that he was not very old, as for thinking about the future?

Yan Xi has always done whatever he wants. He stayed in the United States for a long time, and then worked as a teacher in a foreign language education institution after returning to China. As a result, not long ago, a student slandered his favorite game while playing a handheld in class. The character, Yan Xi was furious and quarreled with the students, the upper management asked Yan Xi to review, Yan Xi patted his ass and left.

So he is still a vagrant.

A voluptuous, coquettish, transvestite gay vagrant...

Now the vagrant, wearing high heels like slippers, walks in the morning sun towards his apartment.

Just when Yan Xi entered the community, he suddenly saw a round figure approaching him quickly, his expression changed, and he walked quickly for a while, but it was still too late.

He was stopped.

"Ah, Xiao Xi!"

This is the so-called one thing down one thing, Yan Xi is not afraid of anything, but is afraid of this Aunt Qiao who lives in the same community as him...

Aunt Qiao cheerfully grabbed Yan Xi's arm, and even though she was round, she also smiled roundly.

It seems that every community will have enthusiastic aunts, especially those who are enthusiastic about the personal problems of the majority of single youths.Aunt Qiao is like this. Ever since Yan Xi lived in this community, she has taken great care of this beautiful young woman.

"Xiaoxi, Auntie has a friend who has a young man in his family. He is honest and handsome, and he is very suitable for you. Would you like to meet?"

It is absolutely impossible for a handsome person to be honest.

Yan Xi has never exposed the fact that he is a man. He dared to lift a brick in the face of a bandit and bully, but he was afraid that the fat aunt would grab his hand and call him to go on a blind date...

"Auntie, I still want to be single for a while longer, thank you." Yan Xi almost escaped from Aunt Qiao's grasp, with Aunt Qiao's earnest teaching echoing behind her, "Get married early".

Yan Xi wiped off his cold sweat, went upstairs and entered the room, kicked off his high heels, tore off the skirt from his body, pulled up his hair, put on a T-shirt, and instantly turned into an ordinary young man.

He sat on the sofa and just rubbed his head, which was still aching from the hangover, when the phone rang.

When he saw it, it was another friend of his, An Zhen.

An Zhen's personality is relatively cold, and he rarely takes the initiative to call him. Yan Xi frowned and answered the phone.

"Yan Xi." An Zhen's faint voice came.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Yan Xi asked.

"No, it's like this." An Zhen always cut to the point, "I have a translation job here, do you want to come?"

Yan Xi was taken aback.

Even An Zhen was dispatched for him... First he couldn't calm down because of worries, then he was stopped on the road to go on a blind date, and now someone was worried about his work, what happened?

Yan Xi feels that he is living a good life, why all of a sudden everyone is anxious about him?

Yan Xi moved anxiously on the sofa and said, "Why are you so keen on controlling my life?"

"This is concern." An Zhen said.

Yan Xi said, "No, this is interference."

"This is concern." An Zhen said, "For your own good, you must accept it."

Yan Xi was silent for a while, other people's good intentions could be rejected, but An Zhen's was not good, so Yan Xi looked at the ceiling and said, "Okay."

Going to work or something is really not a necessity for him, and he originally wanted to play more.