The boss always wants to help the poor

Qi couldn't help shivering in Xiang Mang's anger now, and only after Xiang Mang's hands were sore, he took the pillow off his face with his hands.

"Don't...don't be angry, don't watch it." Qi Xian took the remote control and directly turned off the power of the TV.

Xiang Mang gave him a contemptuous look by the way, who would have imagined that a big man, a man with a very rough life, would like, like--girl idol talent show.

This scene of Qi Xian seems to have become a bad taste in Xiang Mang's eyes, but it also indirectly proves that Qi Xian's orientation is still very straight.

"Okay, come upstairs with me and sleep." Xiang Mang said, and then stretched out his hand to Qi Xian.

Qi Xian was startled, his heart was like a thousand horses galloping on the prairie, he was in a mess, and there was a hint of shyness on his face. "Isn't this progress too fast? I didn't expect this step." After all, although Boss Qi is handsome and rich, he has never had such an event in his nearly 30 years of life, and he has never had a woman.

Xiang Mang: "..." I am as tall as you, "You put my crutches in the garage, how can I go up the stairs." On flat ground, I can drag my legs carefully, but if I struggle to go upstairs, I can't hold it up. Living.

Qi Xian's imagination was suddenly shattered, as if his whole body was scalded and thrown into the glacier, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Qi Xian still supported Xiang Mang upstairs. When Xiang Mang went into the bathroom to wash up, Qi Xian took the floor lamp from another room and carefully adjusted its position near the head of the bed.

Xiang Mang came out of the bathroom, wiped his dripping short hair with a large towel, and saw Qi Xian sitting on the sofa flipping through the detective novels he often read before going to bed.

"...I opened the door and called Senior Sister Xiangzi inside. At that time, the door was not locked at all..." Qi Xian read the contents of the book, and then put down the book after being disturbed by the movement at the bathroom door. Clip the bookmark back to the page that Xiang Mang saw.

Xiang Mang stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the book again, this is not the most famous work of the writer.

"Who do you think is the murderer?" Qi Xian asked suddenly.

"Maybe it's that boyfriend, or it could be someone else, I'm not sure." Xiang Mang said as he turned another page of the book, enjoying the slightly dark environment with the dim light of the desk lamps that were brought over from the room. down to read a book.

"There is always something we don't know about the series of things that happened, and something that may not be noticed may change the situation." Xiang Mang looked at the content of the book, and another character was killed.

Qi Xian responded, "Indeed, the butterfly effect." After speaking, he removed the book from Xiang Mang's hand, put it back on the table, and found something from the cabinet on the side.

Xiang Mang was still holding the book in his hand, watching what Qi Xian finally found after rummaging through boxes and cabinets - a hair dryer.

After plugging in the power, Qi Xian approached Xiang Mang, "No need...it will be done naturally after a while..."

"Don't move, sit still." Qi Xian turned over Xiang Mang's body, put the towel on the back of his neck, adjusted the temperature of the blower, and gently dried his hair.

For some reason, Qi Xian looked at Xiang Mang with wet hair, and subconsciously imagined that he was drying Xiang Mang's hair like the male protagonist on TV, feeling an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Xiang Mang picked up the book and read it again, quietly enjoying the drying service that was available.

When Qi Xian grabbed the last strand of hair and dried it and turned off the hairdryer, he looked at Mang again. He was still holding the book, but it was obvious that he hadn't turned the pages for a long time. When the book was about to fall to the ground, , Qi Xian took the book away and put it on the sofa, turned around and looked at Mang, the head that was upright just now has drooped a little bit.

Qi Xian smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to gently hug the person, and spent a lot of time walking to the side of the bed for fear of waking up the sleeping person.

After covering Xiang Mang with the quilt, Qi Xian squatted down and simply sat on the edge of the bed and watched him sleep. Many feelings arose in his heart, all of which floated in his mind, but they were too vague for him to grasp.

After Qi Xian adjusted Xiang Mang's sleeping position with his head tilted, he was at an angle of leaning on his arms and looking at him from top to bottom. Out of the brain, and he couldn't help but follow suit.

"Hmm..." After Xiang Mang sounded suppressed in his sleep, Qi Xian suddenly woke up and let himself leave his lips.

What did he... do?Qi Xian touched his lips, questioning himself, and he had promised him frankly that he was a straight man, what did he do now?

A kiss that was so ordinary that only one person felt it made Qi Xian flustered and almost ran back downstairs.

He quickly opened his notebook, entered his question into the search engine, and swiped his mouse on the screen to find the answer that would calm him down. In the end, he found that the answer was almost the same—he had feelings for men up.

For a moment, Qi Xian still couldn't accept this answer. He hadn't had a girlfriend for so many years, and even said that he had very little emotional communication with women. He never cared about this matter. people who are interested in themselves.

Now, this person who interested him seemed to appear, but it was the boy he had been thinking about for many years. He couldn't help but be shocked.

Qi Xian rushed into the bathroom on the first floor, turned on the faucet and wiped his face twice, then looked at himself in the mirror, and the scene of kissing Mang just now resurfaced in his mind.

"Qi Xian, you have to be more sober, don't..." You must keep the straight man of steel.

……

When Xiang Mang woke up the next day, he saw himself lying on the bed, recalling how he fell asleep last night, but after thinking for a long time, there was no result. When he changed his clothes and walked out of the room, the picture from downstairs showed him caused a certain impact.

Qi Xian is sleeping on the sofa in the living room, the table and the floor are full of finished beer cans, at first glance Qi Xian sleeps like a Shar Pei.

Xiang Mang struggled to get down from the second floor, walked to the edge of the sofa, put the soda cans that were blocking his feet into the trash can, and then went over to wake Qi Xian up.

"Hmm...don't bother me..." Qi Xian turned his face towards the back of the sofa, and frowned dissatisfiedly when he heard someone calling him.

Xiang Mang didn't give up, and pulled Qi Xian's arm again: "Wake up, don't sleep, it's time to go to work."

"Go...don't...go to work, it's uncomfortable..." Qi Xian continued to hesitate.

Xiang Mang heard what he said intermittently, thought about it for a while, and decided not to disturb Qi Xian's clear dream anymore, went downstairs to the garage to get the crutches back, and then turned into a snail boy to clean up the mess in the living room.

……

Qi Xian was awakened by a delicious and strong smell of soup. He dreamed that he thought he was back in his childhood, with his parents by his side. Even though this past did not really exist, it was enough to make him feel Feel at home.

Immediately afterwards, the tearing and uncomfortable headache summoned Qi Xian back to reality, he barely sat up with his arms propped up, looked at the surrounding scene, and realized what he did last night.

"Are you finally willing to wake up? I thought you were going to fall asleep." Xiang Mang came out of the kitchen, holding a large bowl of fragrant and steaming soup on the table.

Qi Xian touched the back of his head and said, "Ah, I slept a little longer, what time is it?"

"Two forty in the afternoon." Xiang Mang didn't expect that after he limped and tidied up the house, Qi was still sound asleep and no matter what he yelled, he didn't have any intention of waking up. After notifying Xiao Fan on the phone, he stepped into the expensive fresh food supermarket at the entrance of the community again, bought some ribs and other ingredients, and returned with a full membership card.

"Ah, I drank too much yesterday..." Qi Xian muttered softly as he nestled on the sofa.

"What are you talking about, come over to eat, I made some soup for you, drink it while it's hot." Xiang Mang put all the bowls and chopsticks on the table again, filled the soup for Qi Xian from the bowl, and put two extra yuan on purpose Ribs.

Hearing this, Qi Xian walked over numbly, and his eyes lit up when he saw the dishes on the table. They were not delicacies from mountains and seas, but they made him feel full of home.

Qi Xian picked up the soup bowl, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth: "It's so hot, it's so hot..."

Xiang Mang, who was sitting across from him, gave him a helpless look and said, "What happened to you last night, you drank like that."

The first thing Qi Xian thought of after waking up was to hope that Xiang Mang would not mention this matter. In fact, last night when he was having a convulsion, he took out all the beer reserves from the refrigerator and drank it while drinking. Thinking about whether I really have feelings for men, the more I think about it, the more I can't figure it out, the more I can't figure it out, the more I think about it, and I drank all the beer into my stomach when I got into a ball of thoughts.

Now that Xiang Mang asked, he didn't know how to explain it this way. He couldn't tell the truth that after I secretly kissed you while you were asleep last night, I must have been entangled all night.

"Yesterday, it's nothing, just, the contestant I like lost... I feel bad." Qi Xian covered his heart and pretended to be extremely distressed. After seeing Xiang Mang's expression of disbelief, he added some words to himself Assist, "I've been a fan of her for so long, I can't take this blow, it's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable."

A black line floated across Xiang Mang's face, he didn't want to look at him anymore, picked up his chopsticks and ate other dishes.There is only one thought in his mind: he likes the appearance of girl idols, it's scary!

After drinking the soup, Qi Xian seemed to be addicted to acting, and then praised Xiang Mang for a wave of praise, and finally won the other party's sympathy: "You don't have to be so uncomfortable, there will always be a day when she is generous and glorious, don't worry about it." , don't be sad."

After seeing Xiang Mang's complete trust, Qi Xian finally ended the scene and escaped the torture of his soul. Regarding that matter, he had to go back and think about it. After his heart temporarily settled down, the hungover hunger They also rushed up, filled a big bowl of rice and enjoyed the delicious food made by Xiang Mang himself.

"Don't tell me, your craftsmanship is so good. I will enjoy it in the future." Qi Xian praised Xiang Mang's craftsmanship. In this era, a man can cook such delicious dishes. Before the meal, Qi Xian must have thought that only a chef could do it.

"It's okay, I've learned from cooking often." Xiang Mang had almost eaten, and then remembered something again. He took out a note from his pocket, which he found while cleaning the house, and it was crumpled. Put it in front of Qi Xian.

"What do you mean by this note?"

The author has something to say: Qi Xian: Call for the little idol!ヽ(???)?(???)?

Xiang Mang: (〝▼皮▼) Get out!