In fact, Qian Xiaoke didn’t really want to mourn for his lost virginity. He just felt it was a little pity.

       It was a pity after finally having sex, he had no memory of it at all.

       That’s why drinking harmed people and interfered with things.

       Zhou Mo was shocked that Qian Xiaoke slept with Shen Huiming. He was so shocked that he pinched Cheng Sen next to him to wake him up.

       Cheng Sen thought he was hallucinating and that Zhou Mo must be dreaming because he was still drunk, so he grabbed his lover, wrapped him in the quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.

       Zhou Mo originally wanted to ask Qian Xiaoke a few more questions, but his husband’s embrace was so comfortable and warm that he fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

       Qian Xiaoke lay on the bed and waited for Zhou Mo’s reply for a long time, but he didn’t get a reply from him. He wanted to talk to him about Shen Huiming.

       He was bored with lying there and turned his head to see the dressing mirror in the bedroom.

       Qian Xiaoke got up from the bed and ran to the dressing mirror, looking at himself shyly and excitedly—his figure couldn’t be said to be curvy, after all, he had no chest, and his butt was flat, but his skin was tender and still very delicious.

       Qian Xiaoke stood naked in front of the mirror for a while, and he was embarrassed.

       While he was shyly covering his face, the doorbell rang—the hotel staff had arrived to deliver breakfast.

       Qian Xiaoke quickly pulled the nightgown on the side, put it on, and then ran barefoot.

       The VIP suite of this five-star hotel was annoying. It was too big, and there were too many rooms. It took him a long time to find the door.

       Qian Xiaoke opened the door and saw a very handsome guy in a hotel uniform pushing a small car standing there, “Hello, sir, your breakfast is delivered.”

       So handsome.

       Qian Xiaoke liked handsome guys the most.

       But he couldn’t look at other handsome guys casually now; he was now Shen Huiming’s man.

       Qian Xiaoke suppressed his smile and let the other person in. The waiter looked at the weird smile on his face and felt uneasy.

       A few minutes later, the hotel waiter walked out of Qian Xiaoke’s room and was relieved when he closed the door: It’s good that the guest just had some facial muscles twitching, he is not really a pervert.

       Qian Xiaoke, who was misunderstood, had no idea about it and began to enjoy his luxurious breakfast happily.

       As for Jiang Tongyan, he was currently having a meal with Shen Huiming, who was inexplicably taking the blame for something.

       The place where they met was a Spanish restaurant opposite the hotel where Jiang Tongyan stayed.

       Although Qian Xiaoke was still having breakfast—in fact, it was time for lunch when the two met—it was obvious that Jiang Tongyan had no mood or appetite to enjoy the food.

       “How much did you drink yesterday?” Shen Huiming asked him, “Now you look half dead.”

       Half dead has nothing to do with how much you drink. The main point was that he was tortured to the point that he wanted to roll his eyes to the sky.

       Jiang Tongyan briefly told Shen Huiming about his affair with Qian Xiaoke and said that he suspected he had encountered a honey trap.

       He had not been in the country for many years and did not know much about the honey trap methods here. He originally wanted to seek Shen Huiming’s help, but it was obvious that Shen Huiming just wanted to watch the fun.

       Jiang Tongyan had a meal with Shen Huiming with a deep hatred.

       He was set to return to New York that evening, and with such a troubling matter on his mind, his mood was quite complicated.

       “After such a thing, are you unable to leave today?” Shen Huiming looked at him jokingly.

       “I have to leave,” Jiang Tongyan said, “but it’s a bit troublesome.”

       He was now worried that the man named Qian Xiaoke would cause him trouble. Whether it was to rob him of money or sex, he had not figured it out for the time being.

       Shen Huiming went to answer the phone, and Jiang Tongyan sat there alone, thinking about life.

       Scam?

       This was not the first time Jiang Tongyan had seen it.

       Although he looked like a dishonest person and was troubled by a naked boy, he was still a senior executive of a large company. He was ruthless and did what he said most of the time.

       When Shen Huiming returned, he saw Jiang Tongyan’s eyes and said, “What’s wrong? Are you going to kill to silence him?”

       “Kill to silence him?” Jiang Tongyan smiled, “I won’t do anything illegal. It’s not worth it to sacrifice myself for him.”

       Shen Huiming leaned back in his chair and looked at him with a smile, “Are you going to sell him to Africa?”

       “Tsk, that’s human trafficking!” Jiang Tongyan snorted and said, “I’ve thought about it. Didn’t he say that I slept with him? In this case, I can’t let him down.”

       “Huh?” Shen Huiming raised his eyebrows.

       “Anyway, since the blame has already been pinned on me, when I return after eating, I will do as he wishes and sleep with him!”

       Jiang Tongyan said the cruel words and made up his mind.

       After saying goodbye to Shen Huiming, he returned to the hotel with a murderous aura.

       At this time, Qian Xiaoke, who was still in the hotel, had no idea that ‘danger’ was approaching. He had eaten and drunk enough and went to take a comfortable bath. When Jiang Tongyan returned, he had just come out of the bathtub. He hadn’t had time to wipe his body, and his whole body was hot and wet.

       He heard the sound of someone coming in and knew it must be Jiang Tongyan. He shouted at the top of his voice, “Did you buy clothes for me?”

       Just after yelling, Jiang Tongyan, with a cold face, opened the bathroom door.

       The bathroom was steaming and misty. Qian Xiaoke stood there with his back to the door, reaching for the nightgown hanging there. Hearing the door open, he turned around and looked at Jiang Tongyan through the mist.

       It was like a lotus emerged from the water.

       Jiang Tongyan had been studying abroad since he was a child. Although he could communicate with people in his native language normally and could write, he was basically at the level of a junior high school student, or in other words; his vocabulary was not as good as that of a junior high school student.

       At this moment, the idiom ‘lotus emerging from the water’ popped up in his mind, and he suddenly felt that he was simply a literary genius descending to earth, so cultured.

       “Where are my clothes?” Qian Xiaoke looked at him innocently.

       Jiang Tongyan rolled his eyes again and stood there and said, “I want to ask you a question.”

       “Oh, go ask.”

       Qian Xiaoke turned around openly.

       Jiang Tongyan’s eyes almost rolled up to the ceiling, and he really couldn’t look directly at Qian Xiaoke’s naked body.

       “Are you sure I slept with you?”

       “Sure,” Qian Xiaoke’s heart was alarmed, “You still want to deny it! Are you a human being!”

       As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tongyan nodded and said to himself, “Okay, you were the one who said it.”

       The next second, Jiang Tongyan carried him out of the bathroom and directly into the bedroom.

       Qian Xiaoke was carried on Jiang Tongyan’s shoulders, his head drooping and almost dying of congestion.

       “What are you doing?” Qian Xiaoke held Jiang Tongyan’s head, afraid that he would fall down.

       “Sleep with you.” Jiang Tongyan said, “You insisted I sleep with you, but I don’t remember.”

       Qian Xiaoke thought: Who did? What a pity.

       After entering the bedroom, Jiang Tongyan directly threw the wet Qian Xiaoke on the bed. He then stood by the window and began to take off his clothes, “Anyway, I’m being blackmailed, so I might as well sleep with you clearly and openly.”

       Qian Xiaoke grabbed the quilt next to him and blocked it in front of him, “What are you going to do to me?”

       “What?” Jiang Tongyan thought he had scared him, “Are you scared? If you are, the door is over there. You still have time to leave now.”

       Qian Xiaoke looked at him, and after a few seconds, he slowly let go of the quilt and lay on the comfortable big bed.

       “I mean…” he said shyly with a red face, “Since gege wants it, I’ll have to go along with it even if I’m reluctant.”


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