Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Chen feiqiu, dressed as a shopkeeper, stood quietly on one side. Although he was slightly drooping his head, he would quietly move his remaining light to a man once he had a chance.

He heard his cousin's noise in the next room. It was so loud that he blushed with shame.

Ji Zian was looking at the bartender standing in front of him. Although he was not the most beautiful beauty, he felt very comfortable.

I don't know whether it was stimulated by the sound coming from the next door, or drinking too much. Ji Zian's heart suddenly itched, "what's your name?"

"Feiqiu, my name is feiqiu." Chen feiqiu didn't think that his sweetheart would ask for his name. He was sure that Ji Zian would not know himself, so he gave his real name.

He also won't lie and make up a name randomly. It's not good. If Ji Zian knows about it, he will hate himself very much.

"Come here and let me have a good look at you." Ji Zian beckoned his hand and asked Chen feiqiu to come over.

Chen feiqiu hesitated for a moment and then passed away. He stood in front of Ji Zian and gave him a light smile.

"Childe, I..." He originally wanted to show his feelings, but when he looked at Zian's playful eyes last season, he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly thought of his appearance, such an ugly face, Ji Zian would never like himself.

"Why turn your face away? Do you like me Ji zi'an originally wanted to touch him, but the boy like bartender turned his face around with a sad look on his face.

Because of his nervousness, in the face of his sweetheart's inferiority complex, Chen Feian wants to cry. However, his cousin taught him that a man can't cry. Even if he is sad, he has to bear it down. He can't make the people he cares about worry about.

Therefore, Chen feiqiu was born to resist, "no, no, I don't mean to childe."

If he said it, Ji Zian would hate him. He only likes beauties.

And he looks ugly, should not have the delusion that Ji Zian likes.

"Doesn't it really mean that?" Ji zi'an read countless people, not to mention thousands of people who have slept, there must be hundreds of people.

He can see at a glance who likes him and seeks his money and identity.

The one in front of me, with red cheeks, is not very shy, a pair of apricot eyes, round and lovely, eyes are full of bright colors.

If not, what is it?

Chen feiqiu is forced to the corner of the wall. He looks at Ji Zian who is pressing towards him. He is so nervous that he stutters. His speech is obstructed. "Gong, Gongzi, you, what do you do?"

"I'm sleepy and want to go to bed." Ji Zian continued to press down, and quietly put his hand on the waiter's waist.

His waist is so thin that he can completely embrace it with only one arm. It seems that there is no fat on the waist. It is very flat. Ji Zian's eyes sweep Chen feiqiu's face again and again. He coaxes with a pleading tone, "I'm afraid of sleeping. Would you like to accompany me?"

"Afraid?" In the face of his sweetheart's request, Chen feiqiu couldn't refuse. He carefully relaxed his breath, "I'll just stand by the bed, no, I won't go."