reverse strategy

"Click", the car key in Jiang Xingyu's hand fell to the ground.

With his back against the cold door, Zhou Xing's face was right in front of him.

There was a warm touch on the cheek, which was Zhou Xing's soft lips.

"Why, why?" The kiss came so unexpectedly that Jiang Xingyu was so shocked that he couldn't speak coherently.

"He can do it, why can't I?" Zhou Xing grabbed Jiang Xingyu's shoulders with both hands, pouted indignantly: "Brother Xingyu treats friends like a bowl of water?"

"So you are very concerned about what Ah Ming did just now." Jiang Xingyu stared at Zhou Xingxiao like a child, "It was just a joke among friends, and I avoided it."

"Brother Xingyu, do you treat all your friends like this? Or are you only so tolerant to Lu Jiaming?" Feeling that Jiang Xingyu wanted to break free, Zhou Xing simply circled him in a corner and blocked his way with his body.

Jiang Xingyu raised his eyebrows, suppressed his beating heart with the aura brought by his age, and asked calmly, "I can think that you are jealous?"

Zhou Xing smiled lightly, and was not in a hurry to answer, but stared at Jiang Xingyu's face, and slowly approached him bit by bit, until he had no way to retreat, no way to hide, the tip of his nose almost touched his .

What a familiar yet unfamiliar breath it was!Jiang Xingyu looked at him with bated breath, and there was a charming stream of light in his eyes. He had expectations in his heart, and what he expected was that Zhou Xing could give him a firm look.

Zhou Xing tightened his arms around Jiang Xingyu, leaned against his forehead and asked, "Then, what do you think?" As soon as he finished speaking, his lips pressed against Jiang Xingyu's, wrapping him around for a kiss while clasping his wrist Pressing against the wall, restraining his struggle.

not like this.

It shouldn't be like this.

When Zhou Xingzhen was jealous, it was not like this.

Jiang Xingyu still remembered that at that time, Zhou Xing kicked open the door of the compartment with a "bang", like a prince charming stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, descending from the sky, and rescued him from the little white man who was mistreating him.He shielded himself behind him and beat the little white guy up.

"A Xing, it's my fault that I didn't explain clearly to you. If you have any questions, you can ask me. If you are angry with me, you can vent to me, but in the future, don't participate in this kind of party." Zhou Xing looked at His eyes are concerned, anxious, and worried.Although his eyes were red with anger, what he said was comforting and admonishing.

It's not that he doesn't ask for it, he doesn't ask for it.

At that time, Jiang Xingyu, who was still willful and stubborn, was coaxed into obedience by him, and his knots were cleared away. Zhou Xingcai finally showed the initiative to the fullest in the intimacy between the two of them.

"Ah Xing, do you know that you are wrong?" He tossed Jiang Xingyu until he could hardly move his fingers, then brought a cup of black tea to his mouth, and asked condescendingly.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have underestimated you. It's really embarrassing." Jiang Xingyu said in a muffled voice, chewing on a small piece of steak that Zhou Xing gave him.

"Don't do things you regret. Ah Xing, do you understand?"

He preaches, but with love in every gesture.

But this person in front of him is not.He made an intimate move towards himself, the so-called jealousy was just a pretext.But even so, it's good to be greedy for a little tenderness.

Jiang Xingyu closed his eyes, and let out a disappointed sigh from his nose.

After the kiss was over, Zhou Xing breathed calmly, let go of Jiang Xingyu's fingers, and asked again with a lazy voice. "What do you think? Am I jealous?"

"I don't know..." Jiang Xingyu stared at him, the charming light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He stretched out his hand to gently hold Zhou Xing's cheek, and stroked it gently.But he looked at Zhou Xing's eyes, those expectations full of love, slowly turned into pity and distress.

"Zhou Xing, oh, little Zhou Xing. What exactly do you want?"

"I want you." Zhou Xing insisted.

"Don't lie." Jiang Xingyu didn't back down.

"What you want, if I have it, I'm even willing to give it to you. But what I hope more is that you can get it by yourself. Whether it's money, people, heart, or anything else." Jiang Xingyu I sighed silently in my heart, when did I become so preachy.

"I'm sorry. Brother Xingyu, I really think you are very good. Obviously you have feelings for me, right? Why can't we try?" Zhou Xing put his hands on the wall behind Jiang Xingyu, his attitude was very Soften up.He was eager to explain, and he almost put the word "not reconciled" on his face.

"..." Jiang Xingyu patted Zhou Xing's shoulder, bent his legs, and got out from the gap under Zhou Xing's arm. "It's true that I like you, but I still hope you can think about it carefully and what to do."

Looking at Jiang Xingyu's back, Zhou Xing clenched his fists.

Why don't you just ask, "Are you short of money"?

Although the words were not spoken, it was obvious that this was what he meant.Little hurt, very insulting.

Zhou Xing's mind seemed to have nowhere to hide in front of Jiang Xingyu.Every time Jiang Xingyu could always catch the little bit of something wrong, and at the critical moment, the whole thing came to an abrupt end.

He fled back to his room, closed the door, and slammed the mouth spray into his mouth a few times. The taste of spearmint rushed down his throat, spread through his nose, and made his way to the top of his skull.It took him a while to calm down.

Failed again.

But Zhou Xing couldn't give up, he still wanted to stay and look for the next opportunity.

Jiang Xingyu always asked Zhou Xing to think clearly before doing it.

But he really didn't understand what he was waiting for, why he didn't bite the prey when it was brought to his mouth.In this competition, Zhou Xing sometimes couldn't tell whether he was trying to catch Jiang Xingyu, or whether Jiang Xingyu was hanging him on purpose.

But he really needs money.

He just paid the bill that was due on the phone, and glanced at the amount in his savings, he can still maintain it for two or three months.

Time really doesn't allow it.

Zhou Xing could only devote most of his energy to work first.And the content he communicated with Jiang Xingyu the most has changed from trivial matters in life to work reports and various related inquiries.

Jiang Xingyu deliberately took him to participate in industry forums and dinners with some partners. After a few sessions, Zhou Xing entered the industry circle.

He also has his own affairs to be busy, so he can't accompany Zhou Xing every time.Next, it depends on how Zhou Xing develops himself.Jiang Xingyu could feel that Zhou Xing was simmering with vigor and momentum.He has found a route and method that suits him, dragging his career line step by step to the right track.

Later, when they got off work, they went to different dinners. Although they were under the same roof, the chances of going in and out together were much lower than at the beginning.

Sometimes when Zhou Xing came home very late, the lights in Jiang Xingyu's room were on, and when he heard the door knocking, he would stick his head out to say hello, "I'm back."Jiang Xingyu glanced at Zhou Xing, seeing that he was fine, he would smile in relief, and then go back to his room to do his own business.

Sometimes Jiang Xingyu arrives home late, and he usually sends a message to Zhou Xing before nine o'clock, telling him when he might go home.Zhou Xing probably passed it by looking at it, but when will he come back?

But one day, two days, or more than ten days passed, and it gradually became a habit.

Zhou Xing got used to the light coming from the crack in the door of that room, and the message that Jiang Xingyu's family sent him before nine o'clock.

Until one day when Zhou Xing returned home almost eleven o'clock, the lights in Jiang Xingyu's room were dimmed, and he subconsciously glanced at his phone, there was no message, nothing.Zhou Xingdang went to bed first, and cleaned up and washed lightly.

It wasn't until the next morning that he found out that Jiang Xingyu was not at home last night, and there was still no information.Unable to tell why, Zhou Xing felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

He comes home every day.Jiang Xingyu would know everything about his itinerary, who he would meet, who he would have dinner with when he applied for a job to Jiang Xingyu.Even the content of his chats with customers will be written into a short report and reported to Jiang Xingyu.

But he never knew what Jiang Xingyu was doing every night, and where he was staying this night.Even though he knows when he will be home most of the time, when all the information is not equal, he starts to feel faintly uncomfortable.

The colleagues in the company gradually warmed up to him, and many young and lovely girls began to secretly look at Zhou Xing with that kind of admiration, and whispered to their companions in private.The same whispering, friendly, gossip, and contempt, the atmosphere is obviously different.Colleagues in the company now look at Zhou Xing with a lot less subtle ambiguity.

After all, who doesn't like a good-looking man who is easy to get along with and capable?

Zhou Xing greeted his colleagues with a gentle smile. He was still the easy-going and thoughtful Zhou Xing in Tokyo.

Zhou Xing thought to himself, this may be due to the fact that his cooperation with several customers has initially achieved results. Although the order is not large, there has been progress. At least it seems that the position finally did not rely on Mr. Jiang's special relationship. up.

In fact, it is not, so what?

Zhou Xing never cared much about the opinions of the people around him.

He can't stay here forever.He just needs to get what he wants.

Zhou Xing silently calculated his performance, which was still far from the ideal in his mind.He needs a breakthrough, a breakthrough that can take him to a higher level, but it is difficult to find an exit for this breakthrough.

He was a little confused and wanted to talk to Jiang Xingyu, but Jiang Xingyu was not in the company.

He still has entertainment tonight.He could still stay awake during the dinner, but when he left the dinner and sat in the car, Zhou Xing began to feel drowsy again.

Jiang Xingyu sent him two voice messages and called him three times. It was not until the fourth time... that he finally got Zhou Xing's response.

"Hey."

The voice on the phone was anxious: "Zhou Xing, are you okay?"

"Brother Xingyu!" Hearing Jiang Xingyu's voice was pleasantly surprised, Zhou Xing rubbed his eyes and looked around, there were not many passengers left.

"If you don't answer the phone again, I will call the police. Where are you? I will pick you up." Jiang Xingyu said.

"I'm sorry, I just fell asleep in the car again. I'm here... ah!" Zhou Xing exclaimed.

"What's wrong?!" Jiang Xingyu asked nervously, and he heard the "Ding Dong" arrival notification tone from the call. "Are you on the subway? Which stop?"

Zhou Xing looked at the stop signs and scratched his hair with a blushing face. "No~ I'm at Xintian Station. I accidentally passed the station."

Jiang Xingyu smiled, and said softly, "Come out from Exit C and wait for me there. I'll be there in about 15 minutes."