The mouth is too honest and the body is upright and the tongue is bitten × the wife complains about the honest straight man and his wife
Fang Hui is 29 years old this year.
He is proficient in washing and cooking, and he is pretty handsome, but he has never been looked at by a woman, for no other reason.
Just because he can't.
Frustrated in love and unsatisfied at work, his peers were either getting married and having children, or were getting promoted and making money, but he kept wandering in the same place, and even the newly appointed leader was several years younger than him.
The new boss is handsome and spends a lot of money on his life. Even the carpets are made of imported wool. He doesn't bring duplicates to his home every day, and there is no end to all kinds of sexy news.
Wearing a polyester sweater, he pushed open the office door. As soon as he touched the handle, he shrank his hand in embarrassment due to static electricity.
Oh, he hates rich people the most.
The company's annual meeting was coming in a few days, and the table was full of good wines that he had never heard of. With his usual consumption level, he would have to check his wallet first if he wanted to drink to relieve his worries. He should not take the opportunity to drink more.
…
The mattress under him was extremely soft, incomparable with the wooden bed he had in the rental house. He felt so comfortable that he wanted to turn over.
No, it seems like someone is holding him, and why does his butt hurt?
He turned around,
Wait, isn't this his boss?
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Song Mingyue has been the object of everyone's envy since he was a child. He is handsome, has a good family background, and everything goes smoothly from school to career. But only he knows that he has a fatal flaw.
He can't.
Male or female, pure or spicy, all of them are useless.
He tries different tricks every day, but without exception,
If it doesn't work, it doesn't work.
Until that day, a man wearing a cheap sweater pushed open his door. The static electricity made him shrink his hand suddenly. His lips were slightly opened and he gently sucked his fingertips into his mouth, bowing to him in embarrassment.
That was the first time he experienced excitement.
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The next day.
"There is no password and no limit. As long as you continue to accompany me, it is yours." Song Mingyue threw a bank card on the table.
Across the table, the man squeezed his hands tightly on his knees, his cheeks were flushed, and he was almost boiling with embarrassment.
"Boss, I'm a straight man."
2026.1.7
Intention: Destined by fate~
