Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

"I'm out." Lin Jinan poked out his head and took a look at the man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Jiang Zhi didn't even raise his head, but answered lightly.

"Brother Tong, can you narrow the map a little bit more?" Lin Jinan took a taxi and stopped at the gate of a community.

The original owner's apartment is nearby. Lin Jinan walks on the road in a secluded way. He tries to meet his neighbors or relatives who know him.

But the map is so big that it's no doubt fishing for a needle in the sea.

The map is attached in the plot book, and the scope is unchangeable.

"Well, I see." Lin Jinan, tired of walking, sat on the bench in the sun.

It's getting warmer and warmer. In less than two weeks, you can wear short sleeves.

In the small supermarket, already began to sell ice cream and ice cream, there are children holding their mother's hand refused to go, crying to eat.

Lin Jinan narrowed his eyes and was warm in the sun.

After that night, Jiang Zhi seemed to be avoiding him deliberately, and he didn't often talk to him, just like he was slowly alienating him.

Lin Jinan's eyebrows wrinkled up. He stretched out his palm, and the sunlight fell on his face through the gap between his fingers. "I can't believe it. Jiangzhi is a straight man."

"Mr. Lin, Jiangzhi did not refuse your intimacy." The system says the truth, and it says, "come on, don't lose heart."

Lin Jinan laughed happily. He got up from the bench and said, "thank you, Tong Ge."

When he went back, the food was ready, and Jiangzhi's craft was very good. Lin Jinan had to eat several bowls of rice every time.

He pinched the meat on his stomach as if he were a little fat.

Jiang Zhi and the youth have a face-to-face, only a few seconds, then take back the line of sight.

At the dining table, two people were silent and did not know what to eat.

Lin Jinan got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, ready to take them to the kitchen to wash. His hands touched the same pair of chopsticks.

Jiang Zhi took it back like an electric shock and turned around without saying a word. Soon, the sound of water came from the kitchen.

Lin Jinan closed his eyes, he looked at the sky outside the house, covered by dark clouds, as if it was about to rain.

The rain was very loud. It crackled on the glass of the window, and the strong wind blew over the clothes that could not be collected from the balcony.

In the middle of the night, it rained more and more heavily, without any intention of stopping.

The thunder that comes with lightning can frighten the timid children to cry.

"Jiangzhi, are you asleep? I'm afraid..." Lin Jinan is holding a pillow and leaning lazily against the wall.

His voice couldn't shake, and everyone could hear that he was afraid.

But on the face, is waiting for the prey to hook the excited look.

There was no snoring in the room, and then there was a noise.

Jiang Zhigang just opened the door of the house, and a man came into his arms.

The young man looked at him with trembling eyes. A flash of lightning from the air lit up his tearful face.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Lin Jinan grabs the pillow and tries hard.

Jiang Zhi, with a cold face, lifted the quilt and looked at him obediently.

"Jiangzhi, I'm afraid." Lips opened slightly, and a small voice sounded in the dark.

"Where are your hands?" Jiang Zhi froze, and his hand caught a thin wrist.

He seemed to fall into a trap, a trap that had been carefully planned for a long time.