Head, "Hmm."
Qi Fenglai didn't think about it. He watched the young man's walking posture and speed from behind. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong.
These days, Qi Plump's brain is all about homosexuality, and at night, he uses his mobile phone to surf the Internet to browse the gay forums.
Qi Feng won't tell anyone even after being beaten to death. He made a post on a gay forum with the title "I'm not gay, but I want to date a man. Am I sick?"
The content in the post is almost all true, including the man who is much younger than himself, has a first love, has been in love for many years, and still can’t get out of it, can’t let it go, and he himself will be forty years old in a few years. The old bachelor, never had a girlfriend, never slept with anyone, and never felt a blind date, so it doesn't matter.
He even mentioned that he touched the mouth with the man and bit it, and he didn't feel disgusted. The other party said that he could kiss, but he cried very sadly, and he didn't know what was going on.
In general, every word is full of tangle and struggle, as well as daze.
Probably because the uncle who is almost 40 years old is very pitiful when he encounters this. The people who reply below the post are very loving, give him analysis and give ideas.
Don't be too tight for the time being, lest the idea that irritates people is what the person in the post thinks.
Even if he is not gay, Qi Feng does not reject this group anymore. Considering his future life, he has learned a lot of things. Hearing the young man admit that his butt hurts, he thinks of that kind of thing, and the strength in his hands increases. , "Who did it?"
Huang Dan shouted in pain, "Don't strangle me."
Qi Feng looked at his reddened eyes, and his grip unconsciously loosened. Yin asked with a sullen face, "Is it He Peng?"
Huang Dan said, "It's not him, it's me."
When Qi Feng opened his eyes, he knew that there were a lot of props for sale, and they were available on the Internet. After looking at it casually, he felt that he had lived in vain for more than 30 years, "You are so good, why do you want to buy things and get your butt? "
Huang Dan understood, he was speechless for a moment, "Your thoughts are so dirty."
Qi Feng caught a breath in his throat, and he stared fiercely, not because of you, "Tell me, uncle, how did you do this?"
Huang Dan said that he fell, "The floor of the toilet is very wet, I didn't pay attention."
He hates wet toilets very much, he fell once in high school, and still has a shadow of Yin.
Qi Feng let out a breath, and just after calming down, his heartbeat quickened. He took out the cigarette case and threw a cigarette into his mouth.
Huang Dan knew that the man had something to say, so he didn't leave.
Qi Feng smoked half-eyelidly, his facial expression hidden in the rising smoke, "There's something, uncle said I hope you don't scare you."
Huang Dan could hear the man's nervousness, "Okay."
Qi Feng snorted smoke and his voice was hoarse, "Uncle thinks that he...may be in love with you."
He specially added the word "maybe" because he was afraid that the young man would refuse, and he still had a way to make things less embarrassing.
Huang Dan pretended not to hear clearly, "What?"
Qi Feng's jaw line tightened, and he removed the two words that might have been said, "Uncle likes you."
Huang Dan did not speak.
Qi Feng's breathing stopped for a few beats. He was still smoking, but his fingertips had already started to tremble. He wanted to laugh and say it was a joke. Don't take it seriously, but what he did was to pinch the cigarette and pull the person vigorously. Go to the corner, bow your head and kiss.
The back of Huang Dan's head hit the wall, making a thud, he gasped in pain, and there was an extra puff of smoke and a tongue in his mouth.
The whimpering in his ear made Qi Feng's eyelids jump. He raised his eyes and found that the young man was crying, with tears all over his face. When he kissed last time, he also cried, so disgusting
Noticing the change in the man's breath, Huang Dan cried and said, "My head hit the wall, it hurts."
Qi Feng touched the back of the young man's head with his palm. He felt distressed and asked in a hoarse voice, "You cry because you have a headache, don't you dislike me?"
Huang Dan sniffed, and his snot was about to come out. He hurriedly found a paper to wipe, and said in a buzzing voice, "I like you to kiss me, but the smell of cigarettes doesn't smell good."
No wonder Qi Feng thought too much, Huang Dan's body had a first love that he had been in love with for so many years, and the other party got married, and he couldn't forget it. How could he just change and suddenly accept a man's touch.
Qi Feng automatically ignored the last sentence. He held the young man's wet face and pressed his lips up again. This time, he didn't have the reckless rush just now, but more lingering touches.
Huang Dan cried and raised his head in response.
The setting sun brushed the corner of the wall, and the two people who were close to each other fell into the soft