On the street, there was such a scene.
The dejected boy walked slowly with an angry limp on his legs. While walking, he turned his head and reprimanded the man behind him, "Don't follow me, I don't want to see you anymore!"
Zuo Feng followed the young man unhurriedly all the time, he didn't get angry when he chased him away, he just pretended he didn't hear anything, and still wandered slowly behind He Qing.
"I told you not to follow me!"
He Qing is now at a sad time, and he couldn't help but get angry at the man who has been following him behind him, "Even if you follow me all the time, I will never like a man!"
Zuo Feng nodded very calmly, "I see."
The young man looked at him suspiciously, and tentatively took two steps forward, without turning his head, his eyes fixed on Zuo Feng. As a result, the man just walked forward two steps slowly in front of him.
After the air seemed to freeze for two seconds, He Qing exploded, "Don't tell me, don't you hear me!"
The man smiled at him, "Don't be sad, she is so beautiful, it's strange that she doesn't have a boyfriend."
"Who's sad? I'm angry that you've been following me!" The young man stubbornly refused to admit it. Seeing this, a smile appeared on Zuo Feng's lips, "Okay, I'm following you because you are angry."
"Would you like a drink? My treat."
He Qing glanced at the man with disdain. Does he, Young Master He, seem to be short of such a little money
half an hour later
"I just want a hug. It's best if we can hug and sleep together at night, and watch ghost movies with me. Why do they call me a pervert!"
The boy's face was flushed from drinking, and even his eyes were red as if he was about to cry. He said aggrievedly, "Didn't I explain it already? Just hugging and nothing else, why are they Don't believe me! My reputation, He Qing, seems to be going bankrupt!!"
Zuo Feng was holding the wine glass and was about to pour the wine, when he heard his last words, he burst out laughing uncontrollably.
Even though He Qing was drunk, his sense of hearing was still there. The next second he heard the man's laughter, he turned around immediately, and stared at him with a pair of beautiful almond eyes moistened by drinking, "laugh What! What's so funny about that!"
There was an uncontrollable smile on the man's face. He drank a lot of wine, and his head was a little dull at the moment. He stood up slowly, walked to the boy's side, and under his confused gaze, put his lips next to his ear.
"Ah Qing, if I tell you, I'll stay away and not go in, will you believe me?"
He Qing stared at him, thinking for a long time but couldn't remember what he meant by that, but he could feel that this person wanted to slap him in the face.
So he resolutely called back, "Believe it, why don't you believe it, I am a person with a good reputation, and of course I treat others the same way."
Zuo Feng's eyes were also a little red. Hearing his words, he paused when he was about to regain his position, squinted slightly, and looked at the boy.
His voice was slightly hoarse at the moment, falling in He Qing's ears, it was nice and sexy, "But I don't have a good reputation."
"No, it's okay."
The young man didn't even think about what he said before. He stretched out his arm and put it directly on Zuo Feng's shoulder, stood on tiptoe with great effort, and spoke in his ear like a man before, "I, you and I It is said that the most important thing between people is trust!"
"I trust you today, and you will be infected by me. Even if you used to be a person who doesn't count, for my trust, you will definitely be stable, right!"
His words were full of confidence and his fascination with himself, Zuo Feng lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fixed on the young man.
He Qing was good-looking, his whole body was made of crystal, delicate and beautiful, but Zuo Feng felt that his most beautiful eyes should be his eyes.
Translucent and translucent, it does not have the color that an adult should have at all, but more like a child's eyes that have not been polluted. Every time he looks at it with confidence, Zuo Feng always needs to stay in the bedroom or bathroom for a long time. It is used to calm the part of oneself that should not be excited.
However, at this moment, for the first time, Zuo Feng didn't have any discordant thoughts. He looked at the young man's beautiful eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you really believe me?"
"Well! I believe you!"
He Qing nodded confidently, with a slightly silly smile on his face, and a small cute dimple on the left cheek was also faintly visible.
What kind of contradictory person is this
While he can chase girls affectionately, he can also change his target after only three days. He is also full of affection, and he also uses various methods to get close to the person he likes.
If Zuo Feng hadn't been in contact with the young man for so many days and had seen He Qing's personality clearly, maybe he would have felt that He Qing was indeed a philanderer.
But why
If this is love, then his love has changed too fast.
"Ah Qing, what kind of person do you like?"
The drunk boy swayed in a daze and stood firm, hiccupped, and answered seriously, "You look good!"
Good looking? What's the reason
Zuo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to ask, "Apart from these, what other requests do you have?"
"Request..." He Qing paused, frowned in distress, and finally said in a vague way, "Good-looking figure, good-looking eyes, good-looking mouth, must be comfortable to touch, and... be white..."
The man listened, and when he heard the words of being fair, he looked down at his tanned skin, and coughed lightly, "Is there any more?"
"Also... good-looking!"
Zuo Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is it true that as long as you look good, you can do anything?"
The boy blushed and pondered for a while, then nodded heavily, "As long as you look good, I like it!"
"But, but I'm telling you."
He couldn't stand still at the moment, his feet were wobbly and he was about to fall, but at the critical moment, Zuo Feng supported him, and He Qing was supported by him to stand up straight, and he looked down slowly to see that he was being beaten by someone. Grabbing the arm, he slowly raised his head and smiled at the man, "Thank you."
His smile was full of trust and sweetness. Zuo Feng looked at him, his eyes slowly sank, and his Adam's apple began to roll up and down.
"You just said what you wanted to say, go ahead."
"Well, yes, yes, I want to say... Although I like all good-looking girls, but we are Chinese people, we must keep in mind the eight honors and eight disgraces, we must never cheat on a girl just because she is good-looking, and even if she is good-looking No matter how good-looking it is, if you have a girlfriend, you absolutely, absolutely must not take a second look!"
Although it always felt weird, what he said was indeed right, Zuo Feng supported the young man and nodded, "You're right."
"Do you know how I know this?"
The young man raised his head with a mournful face, "Rongrong told me, she slapped me after she finished speaking, it hurt me to death..."
As he said that, seeing Zuo Feng looking at him, he felt even more aggrieved, and burst into tears, "Rongrong promised to hug me at night that day..."
Seeing the miserable young man crying like a child, Zuo Feng fell silent.
That is to say, that night, the girl named Rongrong was willing to have sex with He Qing, but when He Qing saw another girl that day, the girl slapped him, and the hug naturally disappeared.
He didn't know whether he should be happy or sympathetic.
In the end, I could only comfort, "Don't cry, you can hear it outside."
The teenager's crying stopped almost immediately. He wiped away his tears, sat down on the chair sobbing, and said in a choked voice with red eyes, "I can't let them see me cry, or they will say that I Not manly anymore."
"Why am I gone!"
He almost felt aggrieved and burst into tears again, "Aren't they also afraid when watching ghost movies! Why can't I be afraid too!"
Zuo Feng tried his best to hold back his laughter, and gently patted He Qing on the back as a comfort, "It's alright, alright, next time I'll accompany you to see it, don't worry about it."
He Qing has completely forgotten what happened between himself and this person. When he was sad, hearing this sentence was like hearing redemption. He raised his eyes gratefully, "Brother, you are so kind."
He had just cried, and his eyes were still a little red at the moment, but they were extremely bright. When he stared straight at Zuo Feng, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.
The movement of the man's soothing and clapping hands slowed down. He only felt dry in his throat as if he was thirsty, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Ah Qing, as long as it looks good, do you like it?"
The young man looked at him in confusion for a while, then nodded aggrievedly, "You need to be in good shape!"
His request is so ordinary, why can't he find a suitable girlfriend who can stay with him for a long time
Just as he was thinking, the hand that was placed on the table was picked up, guided, and landed on the thin layer of abdominal muscles, which was still rising and falling with the movements of the master of the abdominal muscles.
He Qing lowered his head to look suspiciously, then squeezed it, it was quite comfortable.
"Good-looking, good-looking, what do you think of me?"
The young man raised his head in a daze, and met a beautiful face.
Zuo Feng was drunk, and at this moment two blushes were flying on his cheeks. Coupled with that pretty face, he could be called peach blossom, and how green his face was, he immediately looked straight at him.
But in the end, he still felt a little regretful, and slowly shook his head, "You, you can't..."
The man's expectant face dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Why? I don't look good? I don't have a good figure??"
"You're too dark." The boy removed his white and tender hands from his abdominal muscles with a bit of disgust.
"I like white ones, you're a black girl, don't."