Chapter 77

The annual meeting will be held in two days. Luo Jie was suddenly entrusted with an important task without any warning - to be the host.

When he received the news, Luo Jie was shocked: "Ah? Let me be the host, it's too sudden, there is no time to prepare!"

The executive director begged, "Secretary Luo, help me save the situation! Leo from the sales department has a fever and his voice is damaged. He can't recover in a short time! You are handsome and have a similar body shape to him. You can just wear his host uniform... Just two hours, so you can look at the title card, please!"

Luo Jie was blocked in the lobby on the first floor and talked for more than an hour. The executive director even said that if he didn't agree, he would kneel down and beg him. Luo Jie had no choice but to reluctantly say yes. What can I do? Do you really want a man in his forties or fifties to kneel down in front of him in public?

But he cursed the executive director in his heart, saying that he was always causing trouble for him. He had just started a relationship, but he was leaving his boyfriend aside. What if it failed? Pah, pah, pah, it couldn't fail. How could it fail? He Songgao was so considerate, he would definitely understand, respect and support him!

He sent a message to He Songgao in the elevator: "I'm going to be the host of the annual meeting. I will be very busy these two days. I have to memorize the script, rehearse and so on. I can't stay with you all the time."

He Songgao: "Okay."

...That's it? Roger was a little disappointed. Didn't he notice that he was reluctant between the lines? Alas, why is he so unromantic? Roger was very depressed and sulked for a long time.

Even at lunch, he was still angry. He quietly walked in and put his lunch in He Songgao's office and then came out.

He Songgao asked him, "Where are you?"

"Eating in the cafeteria."

"Come up."

"What for?"

"Let's eat together."

Roger bit into the fresh fried fish fillet and said, "I'm full."

"Come up." He Songgao threatened him, "Or I'll go downstairs to find you."

"Okay, okay." Roger immediately picked up the plate and stood up, "I'll go upstairs now."

He Songgao ate alone and looked really lonely. Luo Jie felt a little distressed, and sat down and said, "You haven't started eating yet?"

He Songgao stared at him: "Are you angry?"

"No." Luo Jie shook his head, and now he was indeed not angry, and it seemed that there was nothing worth getting angry about. "I just got used to it in advance, and I have to prepare to be the host in the afternoon."

"Why did you suddenly become the host?" He Songgao slowly opened the lunch box.

"Because the original host was sick." Luo Jie helped him put the bowl in place, "I said I didn't want to, but Lao Huang insisted on letting me save the situation. I don't understand, maybe because I'm handsome."

He Songgao smiled and carefully looked at his handsome face: "He is indeed handsome."

"Ahem." Luo Jie lowered his head embarrassedly, "Eat quickly, it will be cold soon."

After dinner, the two sat on the sofa and made tea.

Being so close, Luo Jie was a little distracted, and he would steal a glance at He Songgao from time to time.

He Songgao: "Why do you always look at me?"

Luo Jie felt a little embarrassed about being caught, but only a little: "You look handsome."

"Then sit closer." He Songgao said with a low smile.

"Where else are you sitting?" They were already very close, weren't they? Thighs against thighs, shoulders against shoulders, and if they were any closer, they would be sitting in each other

's arms. He Songgao put down his teacup, and suddenly pinched his waist and put him on his lap, "Like this."

"Hey!" Luo Jie was startled, "What are you doing, you didn't close the door!"

He Songgao lowered his head and kissed him: "It's okay."

"Wait..." It's okay for you, but it's okay for me! But He Songgao's kissing skills are very good, and it won't take long for him to be confused by his kiss.

The air began to become ambiguous. Roger never thought that one day he would sit on a man's lap, this and that, and, since they were both men, the slightest change was very obvious. His skin was burning, and his throat was dry and hoarse as if it was dehydrated. Halfway through the kiss, during the halftime break, Roger moved his thigh and said awkwardly: "Hey, you, that what, do you need help?"

He Songgao pressed his forehead and said hoarsely: "How can I help?"

"Ahem." Roger's face was smoky from the hot air, "Dry help, or wet help, it's all right."

"..." He Songgao paused and asked in doubt, "What's the dry and wet thing?"

Luo Jie whispered in his ear, "Dry it, use your hands. Wet, ahem," he was embarrassed to say with his mouth directly, so he kissed his ear and hinted, "Use it here. Are you gay or am I gay? How come you don't even know this common sense."

He Songgao's expression paused for a moment, as did his breathing. And, it seemed, it seemed, Luo Jie said with a blushing face, "What's wrong with you? Why are you getting more and more excited?"

He Songgao's breathing was a little heavy, but he didn't seem to have lost his mind: "It's a pity that you were a straight man for the first thirty years."

"Hehe." What is a straight man? He had forgotten, "I now think being gay is pretty good, but," he had a clear position on himself, "I'm still a straight man, I just accidentally fell in love with..." Hey, isn't it too early to talk about love now? Roger stopped in time and changed his words, "Falling in love with a man is not something I can control. Alas, you gays are really terrible."

"We gays?" He Songgao said with a smile, "You don't look like a straight man at all now." As he said that, he grabbed Roger's round buttocks, "Maybe you can help me with other places."

Roger hugged his neck and quickly lifted his buttocks, and said a little anxiously: "What do you want to do?! Speaking of this, I have something else to discuss with you..."

"What is it?" He Songgao's lips lingered on his ears and neck.

"Itchy..." Roger moved around on him, "Wait a minute. I want to tell you something very important. Actually, I am the top..."

He Songgao's expression paused for a moment: "You are, the top?"

"That's right! That's right, 1, top, anyway." Roger was unsure about this matter. What if He Songgao didn't want to be 0? Oh, isn't it easy to negotiate about sex positions? He likes him, but even 0 doesn't want to do it for him. Then isn't this love not sincere? At worst, they can both be 1 and 0. That's good, fair, so as not to hurt feelings by arguing. He was happily allocating the number of times in his mind, and suddenly felt that He Songgao's expression was a little wrong, huh? What's going on? Why does he look a little angry? He touched He Songgao's ear to comfort him, "What's the matter? You don't want to be 0? Then let's take turns... Mmmm!"

He Songgao pressed him on the sofa and kissed him hard for a while. Roger was kissed all over, but he still insisted on finishing what he had just said. He Songgao simply carried him to the bedroom, turned him over and over, and bullied him until he had no strength to speak.

Finally, Luo Jie lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking it was over. Even if he tried his best to avoid it, he still lived up to the saying: If there is something wrong, the secretary will do it. If there is nothing wrong... Ah, didn't he do it? No, he wanted to cry but couldn't. Why is his mind full of yellow garbage now? It's really hopeless. If I had known, I would stay away from homosexuality...

The female host who partnered with him was Feifei. She was a college student who just graduated this year. She was very beautiful and smart. Luo Jie simply appreciated her beauty from the perspective of appreciation, and invited He Songgao to appreciate it together. After watching it, He Songgao said: "It's really pretty."

Luo Jie was a little unhappy again: "You are a homosexual, how can you appreciate beautiful women?"

"Objective evaluation."

"No objectivity."

"You look the best."

Luo Jie was proud, but a little embarrassed. He said modestly, "It's just so-so. After all, I'm not young anymore."

He Songgao: "Come to me when you're done."

Although they were a little busy, they still found a way to meet. Three days later, the annual meeting officially began.

Luo Jie was very nervous as the host for the first time. He dressed up, put on powder, lipstick, and had his hair done with a lot of sparkling glitter. His clothes were also glittery, and they were the same dress as Feifei's. When they were waiting in the backstage, many people came to take pictures with them, praising them for being a perfect match. Luo Jie laughed and thought that he couldn't say such things carelessly, otherwise the president would be angry.

Many actors backstage were rehearsing, adjusting their clothes and makeup, and making final preparations. Luo Jie hid in the utility room and made a video call to He Songgao.

As soon as the call was connected, Luo Jie raised his phone and turned it up and down, left and right with himself as the center, showing off his outfit: "Does it look good?"

He Songgao looked at the screen very seriously: "Looks good."

"Hehe." Luo Jie leaned on the shelf where the props were placed and smiled foolishly, "You dressed up today too."

The mobile phone screen was filled with He Songgao's handsome face. He also had his hair done, but without makeup, it was pure natural beauty. Even the few strands of hair scattered in front of his forehead were beautiful, which made Luo Jie a little obsessed.

"I'm going to go on stage later." He Songgao said.

"Well, you have a speech." Roger nodded, "And there's the final raffle." He blinked and said mischievously, "Can you give me some inside information?"

"What do you want?"

"The biggest prize."

"A trip for two to Europe?" He Song raised his eyebrows, "I'll give it to you privately. We'll go alone next year."

"Really?" Roger grinned, "I think skiing is fun, you can teach me again."

"Okay. I'll take you to a private ski resort next year."

"You have a private ski resort?" Roger widened his eyes and sighed, "I seem to be dating a very rich man."

"You're so talkative."

"Hehe. What are you doing?"

"Stay in the room."

"Yeah, it's going to start soon." Roger said reluctantly, "Then I'll hang up first. I'll prepare and recite the lines so I don't forget them when the time comes."

"Yeah."

Luo Jie looked at the handsome face on the screen, and all his modesty and moral integrity were forgotten. He kissed the phone twice, smiled foolishly and said, "Then I'm hanging up." Before He Songgao could react, he hung up the video, covered his face and ran out of the utility room.

The party officially started, and Luo Jie was not nervous at all. He cooperated very smoothly with Feifei next to him. When performing the show, they even stood in the aisle and chatted very relaxedly. The party was broadcast online through the company's official account. Some of the awards that night were drawn online through the official account, and then they were awarded together with the awards drawn on the spot.

Halfway through the party, when Feifei introduced the performing guests, Luo Jie stood on the stage and was slightly absent-minded.

He remembered that many years ago, he had also stood on such a big stage, but at that time, he was in the company, and he and He Songgao performed together to compete for the championship of the skills competition at that time. At that time, he also dressed up, but he was just ugly. In order to play the role of an Indian well, he painted a lot of brown and black paint on the exposed parts of his body. When he went on stage, his whole body was itchy, but the nervousness made him forget the discomfort of his body, and he still performed smoothly from beginning to end... Oh no, it was not very smooth, there were still some small mistakes, fortunately He Songgao helped him out and didn't let him stand on the stage awkwardly...

How many years have passed, eight years.

In these eight years, they have had many misunderstandings and almost broke up... In fact, they did break up, probably because they hated each other very much, but it was amazing that they never separated. They were together even when they hated each other, and they had been together for eight years. What a strange fate, he was with a man whom he hated so much before - but how could it not be said that it was destined by God? If a person has not left your side for eight years, unless they are very good friends, then they are destined to have an indescribable relationship with you... I don't know what He Songgao thinks.

When he was distracted to outer space, Feifei gently poked him with her elbow. He was suddenly startled and quickly raised the microphone to continue the next process.

Finally, He Songgao went on stage to speak. One of them went on stage, and the other one left. When they passed by each other, a familiar smell passed through his nose. Roger was intoxicated for a moment, and he was still in a trance even after he left the stage.

He Songgao had memorized the script in advance and spoke eloquently on the stage. His speech speed was moderate and his voice was low. The venue was very quiet and everyone was listening to him carefully. Roger stood in the dark, looking at He Songgao in the center of the beam. He was handsome, undoubtedly handsome. This was definitely not a lover's eye for beauty, but if 10,000 people voted, 10,000 people would vote for him as the most handsome. He was dressed in beautiful black, his figure was as straight as a pine tree, his temperament was as elegant as a crane, just like his name... Luo Jie's eyes gradually became obsessed, his heartbeat clearly rang in his ears, getting faster and faster, and his breathing became heavier and heavier...

At the critical moment, Feifei poked him lightly: "Secretary Luo..."

Luo Jie was startled and suddenly came to his senses: "What?"

Feifei said awkwardly, "You and President He..." She looked at He Songgao, then at Luo Jie, without making her words clear, "Don't keep staring at President He, look at the time, it's almost time for the next part..."

"Oh, OK." Luo Jie quickly picked up his cards. Just as He Songgao finished his speech, he picked up the microphone, adjusted his expression, and walked to the center of the stage, saying, "President He, please stay. I'll invite you to draw a prize..." After

the prize was drawn, they took a group photo and were arranged to stand together. Luo Jie secretly touched He Songgao's hand from below. He originally planned to just touch it once, but He Songgao directly held his hand. Roger was startled, and all the hairs on his body stood up. He used his fingernails to dig into He Songgao's palm, reminding him that this was a public place and he should be careful about the impact... He Songgao did not let go until the end of the group photo. When they dispersed, He Songgao stuffed a card into his palm. Roger took a sneak peek and found it was the room card... His face flushed and his heart beat fast, and he quickly stuffed the card into his trouser pocket, thinking, really, thinking about this kind of thing all the time.

After the party, Luo Jie walked up the stairs and quietly slipped into the room. He Songgao hadn't come yet. Luo Jie sent him a WeChat message asking, "Where are you?"

He Songgao: "Right away."

Suddenly, his mouth was dry. Luo Jie squeezed a bottle of mineral water and drank half of it in one breath. At this time, the door was opened from the outside. Luo Jie put down the bottle and greeted him with surprise: "You're here."

The door closed. Luo Jie couldn't wait to throw himself into his arms and asked as if to take credit: "Did I perform well?"

He Songgao didn't say anything. He turned around and pushed him against the door directly, kissing him as if he had taken an aphrodisiac.

Luo Jie was infected by his emotions and quickly got involved. Impatience, sparks flew everywhere. By the time they got to the bed, they were almost naked. Luo Jie hugged He Songgao's neck, panting and saying, "You, why are you so excited today?"

He Songgao made a particularly rogue move, panting and whispering in his ear.

Luo Jie's eyes were watery, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his mouth: "Now, now? No, I'm not ready yet..."

He Songgao looked at him deeply, breathing more heavily than ever before: "I'll help you prepare."

"Will it hurt?"

"No."

"Then let's do it once each..." Luo Jie made his last resistance and put forward a request that he thought was reasonable.

"Don't talk."

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