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Sheng Zhixin carried a beautifully packaged handbag and cake in his left hand, quietly took out the key and opened the door of his house, but was caught by a piece of clothing thrown on the ground.

It was a beige trench coat from Bubry, bought before the company refused to use Xinjiang cotton, and the price quoted on the official website was accurate to two decimal places in his memory.

Further forward was a CK tie, which was probably a gift he gave Ai Xin on the last anniversary.

On top of the CK tie was another tie of another brand, which he had never seen before.

Sheng Zhixin frowned slightly, and when he turned his gaze, he saw a small and exquisite suitcase standing behind the entrance, with a pair of shoes next to it.

This suitcase is a style that neither he nor Ai Xin would favor.

Aixin's friend is here?

He had just thought of this, when he suddenly heard someone whispering in the bedroom, unlike his boyfriend's voice, it sounded very strange.

Could it be that the house was burglarized?

For a moment, Sheng Zhixin's mind was full of scenes from those crime movies.He put the cake and handbag on the table, took a golf club from the side, and slowly moved towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar.He stretched out a finger and slowly pushed it in, and a sound from inside made his movements stop.

It was a boy's voice, soft and sweet, interspersed with ambiguous panting/breathing, intermittently: "Brother Ai, isn't it good for us to be like this?"

"What's wrong?" Ai Xin's voice sounded, "I don't have much relationship with him. In fact, I wanted to end it a long time ago. I only have you in my heart now."

After he finished speaking, he smiled again: "I don't think it's very good, so you still have sex with me in his clothes?"

"Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end," the boy's sweet voice sounded, "Right? Brother Ai?"

Sheng Zhixin's hand was still on the door, but he felt his blood cooling down inch by inch.

He tilted his head, looked in through the palm-wide crack of the door, and saw a white and smooth back with a line of cursive English characters that he had seen many times tattooed on the waist.

It is undoubtedly his boyfriend Ai Xin's back.

The blood that had been cold just now warmed up instantly and rushed to the top of his head, making him suddenly feel suffocated and destroyed.

Sheng Zhixin rehearsed countless times in his head how to slap the two people's butts with a golf club, or rush in when they started to do things, and directly scare Ai Xin into impotence for the rest of his life.

It all sounded cool, but he didn't do any of it.

Sheng Zhixin threw the golf club to the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and calmly took a few photos of the two naked figures in the crack of the door.

Even though his hands were shaking, those photos were very clear, and even a small mole on Ai Xin's side face could be clearly seen.

"Brother Ai...I'm afraid of pain," the boy's voice trembled, with a hint of coquettishness, "I'm afraid."

"It won't hurt, Teacher Wen," Ai Xin touched the soft hair of the person in his arms, and gently kissed his eyebrows, "Brother will be gentle, don't be afraid."

He paused, and whispered over and over again in an almost lingering voice: "Teacher Wen, Teacher Wen...I like you, especially you."

I don't know how many times he repeated the title "Teacher Wen", chanting in bits and pieces like hypnosis.

Sheng Zhixin frowned.

The little goblin who made it to his family was actually Wen Can, the famous wheat bran marketing guy from the same company as him, and last year, he and Ai Xin made a big hit Dangai drama.

Is this a love affair?

He saw that Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing in front of him were on the verge of firing, their bodies had been ripped off by each other until there were not a few pieces of cloth left, so he took a few steps back slowly, went back to the living room, took out his mobile phone and called Ai Xin.

Music suddenly blared in the bedroom.The ambiguous voice stopped, followed by Ai Xin's voice answering the phone: "Hello, Xiao Sheng?"

Sheng Zhixin controlled his anger, and tried his best to speak calmly: "Brother Ai, where are you?"

"I'm here......"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to hesitate for a moment, and replied, "I'm in the company."

"really?"

"Really, Xiao Sheng," Ai Xin said, "I forgot to ask, when will you come back, do you want me..."

Sheng Zhixin took a deep breath, and said to himself that I can't bear it any longer.

He didn't hang up the phone, and strode towards the bedroom with his mobile phone in his hand. He pushed open the door with a "dangdang", raised his leg amidst Wen Can's screams, and kicked Aixin's ass hard.

There are footprints on the white buttocks, which are particularly conspicuous.

Ai Xin was kneeling on Wen Can's body when he answered the phone, and was kicked by Sheng Zhixin's fury so that he fell off the bed, knocked his nose hard on the bedside table beside him, and immediately bled profusely. .

He covered his nose and looked up, only to see Sheng Zhixin with one hand in his pocket and the other with his mobile phone, which displayed the call interface with himself.

"Xiao Sheng, I..."

"In the company?"

Sheng Zhixin was so angry that he wished he could pack the two of them and throw them down from the twelfth floor, but he still had a faint smile on his face: "Why? Have a meeting on the bed?"

While he was speaking harsh words, his eyes remained undisguisedly on Ai Xinxia's body, and a sarcastic smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the comfortable life made Ai Xin give up body management. When he was drafted in Oshima before, he didn't know which country he was thrown to. The original abs also tended to be integrated into one.

Ai Xin bumped his nose, and now the nosebleed was leaking drop by drop from his fingers, slowly spreading blood red on the bed: "Why did you come back early?"

Sheng Zhixin looked down at him slightly: "Today is your birthday."

Ai Xin was stunned for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the cake and gift bags on the table outside the door: "Xiao Sheng, I..."

"Don't call me Xiaosheng Xiaosheng," Sheng Zhixin said, "Do we know each other well? Teacher Ai?"

He didn't wait for Ai Xin to speak, and continued: "I just can't figure it out. Teacher Ai didn't do this or that. How can he be hard/up by changing someone? I dare to say that this is only hard/not for me. Thankfully, I didn't go to the Andrology Hospital to see you."

Ai Xin was so stunned by him that he didn't speak, but Wen Can on the other side spoke softly: "Mr. Sheng, aren't you too impolite?"

Sheng Zhixin looked away from Ai Xin's face and landed on Wen Can.

If he remembers correctly, since Ai Xin joined the group last year and acted in Dangai drama with Wen Can, he has never responded to his message.From once an hour, to once a day, to once a week.

It turned out that everything had clues from the very beginning.

Sheng Zhixin squinted his eyes, and it was the first time he looked at Wen Can, a salesman.But in all fairness, Wen Can looks pretty good, even with long hair, it doesn't look particularly greasy or feminine, but rather complements his feminine features, no wonder he can tie up a new man with him in a play cp, all the way to stir up the heat is not low.

But they never expected that Wen Can and Ai Xin were serious this time, and they got fired all the way to their own bed.

It's just that after seeing Wen Can for a long time, Sheng Zhixin suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.

"This is my house." The blood vessels on his forehead were throbbing with anger, but he still spoke in a pleasant manner, "Your brother Ai didn't pay a penny of rent, I rented it all. You come to my house and have sex with him/ A bed is like opening a room outside, and you have to pay for it.”

Wen Can hit a soft nail on him, curled his lips, half of his face was hidden behind Ai Xin, his eyes were fixed on Sheng Zhixin, the corners of his lips were raised, and he showed a provocative smile, as usual with him. The pure way of marketing varies greatly.

Is this playing with him in an eight o'clock show?

Sheng Zhixin's heart seemed to be crushed by a stone, wanting to squeeze his heart, liver and spleen, he picked up the golf club from the one next to him and tried to pull it towards Ai Xin's leg.Seeing that he was serious, Ai Xin was so frightened that he didn't care about his nose, and crawled backwards on all hands and feet, and fell into a ball on the ground with the bed sheet, losing his demeanor.

But in the end, Sheng Zhixin still couldn't do anything.

He rolled up the clothes, trousers and underwear that the two had left aside, and threw them from the window before Wen Can could react.

Sheng Zhixin turned around and left the bedroom, and locked the bedroom door from the outside.

"Sheng Zhixin! You are fucking crazy!" Ai Xin slammed the bedroom door and cursed, "Open the door for me!"

"Aren't you willing to take someone home/to bed?"

Hearing his impotent and furious voice, Sheng Zhixin felt that he had won the game: "You two will be in it for a long time!"

As he spoke, he stepped over the clothes thrown on the ground, strode out of the rental house, and locked the anti-theft door outside.

Unless these two people call the landlord to come and unlock the lock, there is absolutely no way for these two people to come out by themselves.And Ai Xin asked Sheng Zhixin to take full charge of renting the house because he took too little advantage, and he didn't even know the number of the property's phone number.

He went downstairs and hailed a taxi.

The driver master looked at him from the rearview mirror with a gloomy face, as if he was a little scared: "You are going to..."

Sheng Zhixin took out his mask and put it on: "Send me to any nearby club."

He doesn't want to be alone now, the more he is alone, the more unloved he looks, which is pitiful.

The driver didn't dare to say much, and he sent him outside a club.

The clubhouse is resplendent and resplendent, from the inside to the outside, there is a taste of luxury.Sheng Zhixin came out in a hurry, shivering in the cold wind, and then opened the door to go in.

He went straight to the bar, knocked on the table, but was at a loss for words: "Is there... what wine?"

The bartender glanced at him with raised eyelids and ordered from the menu.

Sheng Zhixin usually cherishes his voice as he cherishes his life, and doesn't smoke or drink, but tonight his heart is so empty that he has to find something else to fill in whatever he says, so he looks at a bunch of wine names and says indiscriminately: "Just Long Island Iced Tea Bar."

The bartender put Long Island Iced Tea with ice cubes in front of him.Sheng Zhixin took it and took a big gulp. The pungent smell of alcohol instantly swept over his taste buds, causing him to choke and cough.

He coughed so badly that tears flowed out, his face was covered with tears, and he looked miserable.

Tears flowed, and I couldn't bear it anymore, it was like being choked by wine.

Sheng Zhixin's eyes blurred, and tears rolled down his cheeks as if he didn't want money, dripping on the table in big drops.

He was crying sadly, and there seemed to be someone more in the empty seat next to him.

Sheng Zhixin glanced at him, and found that the man was also covered as tightly as when he came, wearing a mask and hat, only his eyes were exposed.

Those eyes seemed to be phoenix eyes, with sharp lines and very beautiful, and they were looking at him intently.