The little girl smiled so sweetly.

Ding Xiaowei squatted down a little uncomfortable and said to Zhou Jinxing, "Have you ever taken care of the child before?"

Zhou Jinxing shook his head, "Maybe, I don't remember."

Ding Xiaowei was a little disappointed. He actually didn't believe that Zhou Jinxing really lost his memory, but whether he was intentional or unintentional, Zhou Jinxing never showed any flaws. Once again, he deliberately pulled him to chat until four o'clock in the morning, wanting to see if he would let his words go out of the way at that time, but it still didn't leak out. Ding Xiaowei suspected that he was too careful.

Ding Xiaowei asked again, "If you really don't remember anything, how do you know that you are... that?"

Zhou Jinxing slowly turned his head to him and showed an ambiguous smile, "You are right. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that I like a man..."

Ding Xiaowei quickly covered his mouth and said with his mouth shape, "Lingling can hear it."

Zhou Jinxing shrugged and looked at him with a smile.

Ding Xiaowei was about to withdraw his hand, but suddenly he felt something wet in his palm gently licking it. The warm and numb feeling seemed to have been scratching directly into the heart.

Ding Xiaowei withdrew his hand like an electric shock and stared at Zhou Jinxing with wide eyes.

Zhou Jinxing stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, squinted his eyes slightly at him, and the light in his eyes was flowing, both deep and confusing.

Ding Xiaowei felt the heat suddenly jumping up from the soles of his feet, and he stood up suddenly.

Lingling was startled and looked up at him in confusion.

Ding Xiaowei stuttered: "You... wash slowly, go do your homework after washing." He pointed at Zhou Jinxing and said: "You, come in."

Zhou Jinxing also stood up and followed him into the bedroom obediently.

As soon as Ding Xiaowei closed the door, he roared in a low voice: "What are you doing just now? Lingling is still there."

Zhou Jinxing looked at him innocently, "I won't let her see it."

"That's not...bah! This is not the point, let me tell you, although we... that, something immature happened last night, but it doesn't mean...you know, it doesn't mean I'm that."

Zhou Jinxing held his chest with his hands and looked at him with his eyes squinted, "Which one?"

"I'm not gay!"

Zhou Jinxing raised his lips and smiled, "But you didn't cooperate very well last night."

Ding Xiaowei's face turned blue, "I'm fucking drunk. If I'm awake, I'll leave you out through the window."

The smile on Zhou Jinxing's face disappeared, and he whispered: "Brother Ding, you should look down on me."

"Uh? Don't talk nonsense. When did I say I look down on you? I just told you, let's just say that we were going to have that happened yesterday, and we forgot. I'll go out to buy you a mattress later. As for you, I'll feel wronged and sleep on the floor in the future.

Zhou Jinxing looked at Ding Xiaowei deeply, "Brother Ding, can you really forget it?"

Ding Xiaowei's eyebrows were hung, and his heart was filled with anger, and he said without hesitation: "Who the fuck wants to remember such a fucking thing?"

He regretted it a little.

Ding Xiaowei always felt that there were two types of people in this world who were mentally fragile, one was a minority group and the other was a good-looking person. Xiao Zhou happened to have both.

He said so badly that he was afraid that he would not be able to stand the stimulation.

Sure enough, Zhou Jinxing's face gradually sank.

Ding Xiaowei couldn't take back what he said, so he could only look at him awkwardly.
Chapter completed!