"Are you gay?" Qiu Xiaolu asked.
Asen choked on his.
"Ahem, yes, I like men."
"Oh," Qiu Xiaolu understood, "but I'm not good-looking, and I don't like men who can't give you love or anything. Why are you looking for me? If you feel lonely, I can introduce you to Lu Zi'ang. He is my roommate. He is also gay and single."
Asen looked at Qiu Xiaolu, who turned into a matchmaker for a second, and felt a little dizzy.
"I don't want it, I want you like this."
"But I don't like men."
"As long as I like it."
Qiu Xiaolu thought for a while: "But if I don't like you, how can I be with you?"
Asen slapped the table: "So you're selling yourself!"
Qiu Xiaolu was startled, and his immediate reaction was that he almost knocked on the back of the sofa behind him.
Woohoo, he remembered, he still needed several million.
Now, the deputy CP that a certain little angel asked for came as soon as he asked...
Intention: