Yang Mo was silent.
"I don't know," he said.
Han Shiyu rolled his eyes: "It's true or false."
He sniffed the fragrance of the shower gel on the side of the man's neck, changed the way he asked, and said with a smile, "Is Starry really from Han Shiyu's eyes?"
Yang Mo still didn't hold out.
He knew that as long as Han Shiyu saw this, he would be exposed, it was just a matter of time.
The culprit was actually Mishu.
Because the little secretary often provides ideas and stalks for his wife, he has formed a deep friendship with Jiguang Yuebei and not a programmer.
That day, this little clever ghost, like Yang Han, stretched out his claws to Yang Mo's place.
But Yang Mo's mouth couldn't spit out any disgusting words, and it was difficult for him to even tell this story. However, he still sent Mi Shu a photo of the diary he recorded at that time.
The content is very concise, but it is enough for the imagination of the wives to run 10,000 words.
As for why give it to her.
"Let's be honest, brother, didn't you read it yourself?" Mi Shu saved two diary photos, and said sharply, "And because Yu Xing's popularity was overwhelmed by Ji Yue, you are filled with righteous indignation?"
Yang Mo: "..."
…
A mark was bitten on the neck by Han Shiyu.
Yang Mo could clearly feel that the chest he was leaning against was beating drums.
This heart is like a child who loves the old and hates the new. Looking back to the first beat sixteen years ago, it is also so tireless.
is consistent and never grows.
Han Shiyu buried his head on his back and said, "I am so happy today."
Yang Mo: "Well..."
He felt that Han Shiyu nibbled at his neck.
In this situation, it seems that something should be done along the way. After all, since Yang Han asked them about their attack and suffering, Mr. Han's nightlife became desolate, and he could only recite the Tao Te Ching silently while holding the quilt at night.
There is a distance between their room and Yang Han, so there is no need to worry about sound insulation.
The atmosphere quickly became anxious. Han Shiyu reached out and groped in the bedside table and found that it was empty.
Han Shiyu: "..."
He kissed the corner of Yang Mo's mouth, pretending to be aggrieved and pitiful: "I don't need it this time? Just once."
"..." Yang Mo said with a dark face, "Buy it."
Han Shiyu: "Wow."
This is a sigh that knows the importance of planning ahead.
…
Because of the shoulder injury, Yang Mo finally did not pick up Mi Shu, who had completed the college entrance examination. Han Shiyu went to replace him. I heard that Mi Shu consciously performed well, and was a little happy when he came out.
She used the pocket money she saved to buy a lot of fruits and snacks for the injured Yang Mo, and asked Han Shiyu to send them to Yang Mo.
Lu Youqi found that Yang Mo's younger brother had returned to the state of chewing gum, and even worsened to stick to Yang Mo's side all day.
This is not harmful to Lu Youqi, after all, someone else helped to run errands for his takeaway. So Lu Youqi started to make fun of the boss lady's joke, and asked Han Shiyu "when will it change to normal".
It was this joke that made the two mistakenly think that Lu Youqi knew about the relationship they had just established. So that for a few years later, Lu Youqi, the dull wood, was kept in the dark.
For Yang Mo, this incident is very incredible.
He would often wake up in the morning and feel that everything around him was too absurd, as if it happened in a dream that has not yet dissipated.
He was involved in this field for the first time. Yang Mo, who stepped into the unknown, was trembling and walking on thin ice. After he finished the exam, he rehearsed the same-sex knowledge in all aspects.
He began to consider such a problem: how to deal with the integration between two people and traditional society.
He still thinks it's a bit difficult, and the solution he's thinking of at the moment has little chance of success.
So, he wanted to talk to Han Shiyu formally.
At this time, it was summer vacation, and Yang Mo's injury had healed. He did not disclose his injury to Lao Yang before, and on the grounds of working, he told Lao Yang that he would not go back for one month of the summer vacation.
After being in a relationship for a while, Yang Mo finally picked a suitable time to ask Han Shiyu out. When they sat opposite each other in the coffee shop, Yang Mo gritted his teeth and put aside the American style with ice, intending to talk about business with Han Shiyu.
He just opened his mouth. Han Shiyu called out, "Senior."
Yang Mo looked at him.
He looked as if he had finally summoned up the courage to speak out what he had been holding back for a long time.
"Should we... do it once."
Yang Mo's long speech with well-written words suddenly went blank, and he swallowed the words on his lips.
…
Yang Mo didn't like traveling, and he never traveled far. He never lived in a hotel when he was so old.
The first time I opened a room, the purpose was so extraordinary.
Yang Mo's subconscious is the default that he is on the attacking side.
But the money for the room was all from Han Shiyu, which made him feel somewhat guilty.
After arriving in the room, Han Shiyu wandered around for a long time, sat down on the bed, put his hands and fingers together, one by one. He even took out his mobile phone and opened a hack. After sending five heads in a row, he was scolded by his teammates very badly.
Yang Mo: "..."
Han Shiyu's appearance made him want to laugh. He stepped forward and rubbed the head of Han Shiyu, who was controlling the character to run around the map. He asked, "Are you coming?"
Han Shiyu raised his head suddenly, his eyes met his collarbone. He opened his mouth for a while, then hung up resolutely and said, "I'm going to buy a T..."
Yang Mo didn't stop him, and the man ran out in a hurry. Yang Mo opened the bedside table of the hotel, and there were obviously many inside.
Yang Mo waited for a long time, he even thought that time stood still at this moment, and Han Shiyu came back with a big bag. There are two packs of potato chips inside as cover, and the rest are all Ts of various brands and flavors.
Yang Mo was speechless for a moment, took out a box and looked at it from the front and back.
Han Shiyu: "You... pick one?"
Yang Mo wondered: "Are you very particular about these things?"
Han Shiyu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you'll be particular."
Yang Mo smiled inadvertently and said, "Where?"
Han Shiyu couldn't wait to bury his head in the bag and breathe together. A voice came out of his throat: "Um..."
Yang Mo suddenly wanted to tease him very much, and there was a restlessness and itch in his heart that crawls all over the body along the nerves.
After a while of silence, as an elder, Yang Mo first said, "Go take a shower first."
Han Shiyu said, "I just stopped by and went back to the school's public bath to wash."
Yang Mo: "?"
How far did this person run just now
…
When the hot water of the shower washed down, Yang Mo clearly realized how shameless he was just now.
Just like how rich his life experience is.
He has only seen biological reproduction problems in biology textbooks and some literary works.
The reproduction in textbooks is rational and calm, and the sexuality written by the literary masters.. Love is sensual and beautiful. Obviously, these have no practical reference significance for Yang Mo, and can only make him more hot.
The only night he was fortunate enough to learn actual combat experience - and he didn't finish the teaching video because of psychological conflict.
Yang Mo pulled his hair back.
He thought he would be uncomfortable, but it wasn't.
He seemed to accept Han Shiyu naturally, as if the seat was destined to belong to this person. The previous struggles were just symbolic defiance before adaptation, and had no real impact.
He turned off the shower, wiped his body briefly, and wrapped himself in a bathrobe.
His hair was still wet. When I went out, I saw Han Shiyu sitting cross-legged on the bed with concentration.
Yang Mo pursed his lips and took a step closer, only to find that the man had neatly placed Ts of various colors and brands on the bed.
Yang Mo was puzzled. When he raised his eyebrows, he saw that Han Shiyu smacked the palm of his hand and moved a single T along a straight line to another one that was the same as it.
Then eliminate.
Yang Mo: "..."
He felt that he had underestimated Han Shiyu's ability to self-regulate and entertain himself.
Emotions such as sadness and anxiety must not be able to occupy his mind for too long. Because he will look for all kinds of ways to get out of trouble.
He was actually using a safety condom.
Play Lianliankan.
Seeing Yang Mo come out of the bath, Han Shiyu raised his head and said, "How are you... Senior."
Yang Mo: "What are you doing?"
Han Shiyu rubbed the tip of his nose: "I... nervous."
Yang Mo didn't know what to say, and he was half a pound. He sat down beside the bed and stared at the "situation" for a while in silence.
Then Yang Mo reached out, his slender fingers resting on a package.
Move and help Han Shiyu eliminate another pair.
Han Shiyu: "."