What should I do if I encounter a butcher plate?

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Half a month later, Xie Hanlei revised the plan handed in four or five times, and finally finalized the final version. When the boss returned to the company to sign, he should pack up his things and leave.

Fortunately, the boss has a lot of industries and people are busy, and he is almost always on business trips.

Xie Hanlei was happy for a short period of time, but still received the news of Xing Zhuo's return to China,

Xing Zhuo really missed him, and the first thing he did when he came back was to eat his practice feast first.

In the name of Xing Zhuo, all the leaders of the company went, giving Xie Hanlei enough and Xing Zhuo's face.

Xing Zhuo went directly from the airport to the hotel, and received a call from Lu Ranxu on the way.

Because he asked Lu Ran to pack and airlift Jiang Pan's favorite artwork back, and he also took a picture of Jiang Pan's favorite painting, which must be delivered before Jiang Pan's birthday.

Why doesn't he look like the one who hated him to death before?

Lu Ranxu said on the phone: "I don't blame him for breaking up with you now."

Xing Zhuo said: "Of course we have to catch him first, and then take revenge."

"Walkthetalk, I'm already waiting to see."

"You'd better prepare your big gift first."

"What big gift?" Xing Zhuo hung up the phone.

"Why didn't Jiangpan come?"

Xing Zhuo was looking for the river bank when he was seated.

Xie Hanlei thought that he was going to leave, no matter whether Xing Zhuo had that kind of thoughts about Jiang Pan or not, he still wanted to stop his thoughts.

He pretended to be crazy and said stupidly: "Jiang Pan has a date. She is a girl who has liked Jiang Pan for many years.

He also said: "When I knew Jiang Pan, she was by Jiang Pan's side. I thought they were a couple."

one left?

He thought those were just Jiang Pan's big words to support his momentum, but he didn't expect that there was really a person.

Xing Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Pan was not interested in the two men having sex on the screen before letting Jiang Pan watch porn, and even wanted to look away.

So, Jiang Pan actually likes women?

Xing Zhuo's expression turned cold, and he spit out a few words from the tip of his cold tongue, "Why aren't you together?"

"Jiang Pan is very cautious about relationships." Xie Hanlei said in his heart, Jiang Pan may feel that he is not worthy of people with two children, and they have never been together.

"That man is also a deadhead, and he has always liked Jiangpan."

Jiangpan is good-looking, can make money, and has a sense of responsibility. Even the young female teacher in the kindergarten wants to be Jiang Yijiangya's aunt.

"Jiangpan has always been liked by girls, and after a few years, they will be together naturally."

Maybe when Jiang Yi and Jiang Ya grow up, Jiang Pan will have time to think about his own affairs.

After Xie Hanlei finished speaking, Xing Zhuo was still looking at him. The strange feeling made his whole body feel creepy, and his back felt chilly.

Xing Zhuo smiled: "Bon voyage."

Xie Hanlei blinked his eyes and relaxed the tense muscles on his face. There was an ominous premonition in his blessing.

Jiang Pan left the hospital, thought about some things alone, and took a taxi home before his aunt got off work.

His psychiatrist wanted to find his hidden emotional depression and asked him if he liked men or women.

Jiang Pan didn't know.

Because his life seems to have been defined from the very beginning, he can only be liked by men, or like men.

Back then, when my parents knew that he was looking for a boyfriend, they weren't very surprised, they just warned Jiang Bin in a panic.

As their son, Jiang Bin could not, but Jiang Pan could.

But does Jiang Pan really like men?

Except for the few years with Xing Zhuo, he has no sexual desire for men's bodies.

He wanted to understand homosexuality, but he stood in the middle of the two genders, so nondescript that he couldn't find the same kind.

He doesn't like men, and he doesn't deserve women, so Jiang Pan can only be lonely.

Jiang Pan has also regarded loneliness as one of his abilities.

Only during special seasons of the year can one feel the pain-like feeling brought about by this ability.

Generally, Jiang Pan wouldn't drive when he was in a bad state of mind, but if he knew that Xing Zhuo was waiting for him at the entrance of the community, he wouldn't walk out today.

"Where did you go?" As soon as he got out of the car, Jiang Pan was stopped by Xing Zhuo, who smelled of alcohol, and asked his fault, "I'm not going to see Xie Hanlei off. Who are you seeing?"

"Baffling." Jiang Pan bypassed him directly.

Xing Zhuo chuckled lightly: "Don't think I don't know what you want to hide."

Jiang Pan turned his head, his eyes were on fire.

As if he couldn't feel this kind of gaze, Xing Zhuo said: "Look at Zhang Xialang, if I can kill him, it's the same with someone else."

At first I thought it was absurd, but then I felt relieved, Jiang Pan asked as nonchalantly as possible: "Xing Zhuo, do you think it's fun to come to me again and again?"

"Of course it's fun." Xing Zhuo said frivolously, "There is no one more interesting than you. Thinking of you being with a woman, and welcoming me docilely..."

Jiang Pan slapped him across the face.

Several passers-by looked at the strange confrontation here.

Xing Zhuo's expression was cold and frightening. After looking at the river for a while, he smiled horribly, "Don't be angry, I want to fuck you as soon as you are angry."

Jiang Pan clenched his hands again and let them go, walking around him.

Xing Zhuo's tongue pressed against the stinging side of his face, and his expression became ruthless.

Damn it, if Jiang Pan really has a new home, he'll tear down his home. It's better to be entangled to death than to be strangers.

Jiang Pan went all the way forward, and Xing Zhuo followed along.

Hold the hand, shake it off, hold it again, and buckle it.

Jiang Pan's house was on the second floor, and he didn't take the elevator. He was walking on the stairs. Xing Zhuo grabbed him from behind and pushed him against the wall. Cheek, close to each other.

Looking directly at the river bank seemed to say, I won't listen to what you say, and then kissed fiercely.

There was a loud sound of sucking lips and tangling tongues, and the sensor light in the stairwell had not been turned off. In the bright daytime environment, Xing Zhuo used his strength and weight to firmly hold down Jiangpan, pinching and pressing Jiangpan’s buttocks with one hand. Grab it, send it forward, and press it tightly against the hard crotch.

Jiang Pan stomped on him hard, walked upstairs quickly, unlocked with fingerprints, and closed the door.

Xing Zhuo was half a step slower and was directly shut outside the door.

Staring at the closed door, Xing Zhuo seemed to be thinking, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and knocked twice.

Xing Zhuo said, "Open the riverside."

"Jiangpan, if you have the guts, just open the door!"

click.

The door is opened.

Inside, the kid in Sleepy Bear pajamas looked up at him.

Xing Zhuo's eyes froze.

Another little head poked out from behind him, also looking at him curiously.

The two adults standing inside and outside the room did not speak.

Jiang is also called Xing Zhuo, "Uncle?"

Jiang Ya looked back at the river bank, "Uncle."

This scene is the most ridiculous in the world.

Jiang Pan's eyes were hot, and red blood streaked his eyes. He walked over, closed the door, and said, "Are you sober? Get out when you wake up."