Become the white moonlight of the attack

Jiang Zhuo made thousands of calculations, never thought that he would stumble on Feng Wenke.

He glared at Feng Wenke with resentment, and pretended to be calm: "How do you know that we will not be in a boyfriend-boyfriend relationship in the future?"

Feng Wenke still acted calmly, crossed his legs, put his hands on the leather backrest on his back, and looked playful, "That's true, as the saying goes, fat water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields."

Fu Shixin's brows paused. The two people's eyebrows changed back and forth. If they didn't understand the reason and really thought they were a couple, Fu Shixin was so smart, wouldn't he know that the two were acting?

He glanced at the cake on the table and asked deliberately, "President Jiang's birthday?"

Jiang Zhuo didn't bother to talk to him, so he just replied, "Yes, obviously."

The colleagues behind gathered around one after another, and when they heard that today was Jiang Zhuo's birthday, they all stepped forward to wish him well.

Secretary Li even warmly invited Jiang Zhuo to have dinner with everyone. Jiang Zhuo couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm and just said to sit with friends before going over.

Fu Shixin was hugged by everyone to the nearby big table, but Jiang Zhuo didn't speak for a long time after Fu Shixin left.

The old fox, Feng Wenke, had already seen through his friend's heart. He held the red wine glass in front of him, glanced at Secretary Li who stood up and was joking with everyone, with a flash of interest in his eyes.

Holding the wine bottle with slender fingers, he gently shook the red wine glass. The dark red liquid slid down the glass wall. It was clearly meant for Jiang Zhuo, but he was always looking at Secretary Li who was not far away.

"I didn't even know you were secretly in love with me."

A seemingly joking remark came out of Feng Wenke's mouth, but it carried some distinct meanings.

Jiang Zhuo gave Feng Wenke a disgruntled look. The friendship between the two wore underpants, so he wouldn't be able to see that what he said was a lie?

"Okay, stop acting, let me explain."

Feng Wenke said frivolously, "Listen carefully."

Jiang Zhuo took off his glasses, rubbed the center of his brows, and the distance between his brows receded like that of outsiders.

He didn't intend to hide this matter from his friend originally, but it was really weird to say it under this circumstance.

"I slept with him." The voice sounded like a mosquito.

"Pfft!" Feng Wenke spit out all the red wine in one gulp.

"What did you say? No, you and him, you two?"

Jiang Zhuo calmly took out a few paper towels from the table and handed them over. Feng Wenke picked up the paper and wiped his face carelessly. Compared with what was there on the surface, he was more interested in his friend's private life.

"Is what you said true?"

Feng Wenke supported the table with both hands and stood up, getting very close.

Fu Shixin in the distance raised his eyes just in time to see the scene in front of him, got up and walked towards them.

Jiang Zhuo shrugged, "Have you ever seen me joke with you about this?"

Feng Wenke sat down and poured himself another glass of red wine to suppress his shock.

Jiang Zhuo had no choice but to tell him everything that happened before, including his divorce, and what Fu Shixin said to him today.

Feng Wenke glanced at Fu Shixin who was walking towards them in the distance, and suddenly the corner of his mouth raised, "Speaking of which, that child is your favorite type."

Jiang Zhuo didn't understand, "The type I like? Will I like him?"

"You lack passion, really Jiang Zhuo, it's time for you to have a relationship."

Jiang Zhuo felt it was funny, and asked back: "I was not in a relationship before?"

Feng Wenke couldn't bear to expose him, "The person who made two phone calls in half a year and proposed to divorce you as soon as they met, do you think you are in a relationship?"

Jiang Zhuo was disturbed by the thoughtful look in his friend's eyes.

"Don't make trouble, it's impossible for me to be with him, he's the prince of our company, a brat who hasn't even grown a hair, what can I have with him?"

Jiang Zhuo, who was only separated from them by a screen, couldn't help but stop when he heard this, and subconsciously glanced at his / bottom / face.

No hairs?Who is he talking about?

Fu Shixin withdrew his gaze, stared at the back of the man pretending to be calm, and gave him a hard look.

Don't you know that my hair is not fully grown?You stinky man, who was/was/swinging/swinging under me that night called.

Fu Shixin put away the anger that wanted to throw people down, stood still and continued to listen to their conversation.

Feng Wenke glanced at the figure hiding behind the screen, and intentionally exposed his shortcomings, "Aren't you guys asleep?"

Jiang Zhuo staggered and almost flashed his waist, "It was an accident, do you understand the accident? If it happens again, I will never let this happen!"

"Oh?" Feng Wenke didn't believe it, but seeing Fu Shixin suddenly coming from behind the screen, he got up on his own initiative, "Eat first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Fu Shixin passed by Feng Wenke, only to hear Feng Wenke intentionally say "Come on."

Fu Shixin sat down in Feng Wenke's seat and faced Jiang Zhuo. Jiang Zhuo was fully armed at the moment he approached, with an expression of keeping strangers away.

"You hate me that much?"

"No, I just don't want to cause trouble for myself." Jiang Zhuo said frankly.

Fu Shixin felt that coming here was a bit self-defeating, "Okay, let's go, everyone let me call you, by the way..." He deliberately walked up to Jiang Zhuo's side and got very close, lowering his voice, and his gentle breath hit Jiang Zhuo. next to Zhuo's ear.

"Your male friend seems to have passed away too."

Jiang Zhuo was stunned, and looked back at his friend who was having a drink with Secretary Li, and cursed secretly, "I don't live up to it."

Jiang Zhuo followed Fu Shixin to his colleague's table, because today was his birthday, and it was his first time attending such a party, drinking was inevitable, and Feng Wenke deliberately fed him, not long after, Jiang Zhuo Because he couldn't drink enough, he leaned on the back chair to rest.

Fu Shixin sat beside him and remained silent, he was still brooding about Jiang Zhuo calling him a little kid.

In the evening, after the party was over, everyone dispersed at the entrance of the hotel. Jiang Zhuo was waiting for a taxi at the entrance of the hotel while Feng Wenke was carrying him on his back. Fu Shixin deliberately walked past them and asked awkwardly, "How is he? "

Feng Wenke's eyes lingered on Jiang Zhuo and Fu Shixin, then glanced at Secretary Li who was about to leave not far away, and after thinking about it, he directly threw Jiang Zhuo to Fu Shixin.

"You..." Fu Shixin quickly picked up Jiang Zhuo and held him in his arms.

"I have something else, let him leave it to you, do you know where his home is?"

"do not know."

"Then take him there with you and take good care of him."

Feng Wenke strode towards Secretary Li, Fu Shixin was a little puzzled.

Looking at the drunken man in his arms, he didn't know whether to be happy for himself or sad for Jiang Zhuo.

What kind of friends does he make, so he is not afraid that something will happen to him?

The drunk Jiang Zhuo was much clingier than before. Since Fu Shixin took him over, Jiang Zhuo's whole body has been clinging to him.

His arms were firmly hung on his neck, his body was close to him, and his cheeks would rub against his chest from time to time, like a lazy kitten, constantly looking for a comfortable position.

"You annoying little fairy, what do you want me to do with you?" Fu Shixin smiled bitterly, wrapped one hand around his waist, put the other under his knees, picked him up, and hugged him even tighter, for fear of himself Accidentally dropped him.

Fu Shixin was not in a hurry to take Jiang Zhuo back, but sat in his car with someone in his arms and watched him quietly.

The sleeping Jiang Zhuo looked like a child, with pink lips pouting, very cute, and Lin Luan's short hair hanging down on his forehead, covering his voluptuous eyes.

Fu Shixin gently raised his hand, lifted the broken hair on his forehead, stared at those closed eyes, and couldn't help but sip on his forehead.

The mouth does not slide down the tip of the nose, and slowly falls on his lips.

Fu Shixin couldn't control himself, he knew that he was a little bit taking advantage of others, and knew that this was not a gentleman's way, but he missed the man in his arms so much that he was so fond of him.

The cold lips rolled around his lips, Fu Shixin controlled the urgency in his heart, and said little by little, as if he had got a beloved thing, and cared for him carefully.

Fu Shixin pried open his lips smoothly, but was surprised to find that Jiang Zhuoyou was responding to him.

The lips and teeth were entangled, and after a long time of tossing and turning, the breathing of the two gradually became more and more rapid, but Fu Shixin was still reluctant to let him go, and his lips slipped next to Jiang Zhuo's ear, Fu Shixin laughed excitedly, "You have something for me!" Doesn't it feel right?"

The person in his arms didn't respond, as if the kiss just now was his instinctive response.

Fu Shixin smiled happily, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept repeating "you like me" in his mouth.

Jiang Zhuo was once again taken to his downtown apartment by Fu Shixin.

When entering the door, Jiang Zhuo suddenly got off Fu Shixin, glanced at Fu Shixin in a daze, and pushed him away.

Fu Shixin's heart skipped a beat, he was more afraid, afraid that Jiang Zhuo would wake up, it was all a dream.

What he didn't expect was that after Jiang Zhuo left his arms, he ran to his bedroom and opened the door to enter.

Fu Shixin was worried and followed someone.

Jiang Zhuo came to the bedroom and took off his clothes one by one, walked to the bathroom with ease, turned on the water heater, and took a shower carefully.

Fu Shixin froze in place alone.

Is he sober, or drunk?

After taking a shower, Jiang Zhuo came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, the water droplets from the tips of his hair slid down his skin, watching Fu Shixin's throat roll.

Fu Shixin took out a clean towel from the bathroom, and hurriedly approached to dry his hair, but was stopped by Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo stared at him, making Fu Shixin stand there stupidly, not daring to move.

"Jiang Zhuo, you..."

Jiang Zhuo took the towel from Fu Shixin's hand and climbed onto the bed, "Go take a shower, I'll wait for you."

After speaking honestly, he wiped his hair with a towel.

Fu Shixin was dumbfounded, he twisted his thigh vigorously, and when he confirmed that he was not dreaming, he obediently ran to the bathroom.

When he walked out of the bathroom excitedly, Jiang Zhuo had already fallen asleep on the bed.

His chest and profile undulated evenly, the towel in Yue Yaojian had already been thrown on the ground, and he was curled up on the bed, like an insecure child.

Fu Shixin walked by and took him into his arms from behind. The 1.7-meter-six Jiang Zhuo looked like a delicate person in Fu Shixin's arms.

Xu Shi felt a warm chest and chest behind him, Jiang Zhuo moved his body, turned around, and hugged Fu Shixin, still muttering.

"Is it ready? I want it."

Fu Shixin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hand on Jiang Zhuoyue's waist froze. He stared blankly at the restless person in his arms, and warned, "Jiang Zhuo, do you know what you are doing?"

The person in the arms actually responded, "I know, I want it."

It sounded like a child craving candy, eager and pleading.

"You're drunk." Fu Shixin's nerves were a little tense, because the guy in his arms became more and more peaceful.

Fu Shixin's voice became low, he reached out to hold Jiang Zhuo's restless hands, and warned again: "You are drunk, we will talk about it when you wake up, I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and regret it."

Jiang Zhuo stopped his movements and stared at him with Fu Shixin's irresistible eyes, his voice was soft and touching.

"I do not regret."

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