The greenery outside the window of Zuo Feng's room is still very good. Early in the morning, two little birds were chirping outside. On the bed, He Qing hugged the person next to him tightly like an octopus, with a pair of eyebrows Wrinkled because of the noise outside, finally opened his eyes very dissatisfied.
"woke up?"
A man's chilling voice came from above his head, the boy nodded, and suddenly woke up in the next second, let go of his hand quickly, and looked at the person who was still hugged by him just now in the box with a shocked expression.
"Brother? Me, why am I here, why do we..."
Zuo Feng looked at him coolly, and asked calmly, "Is it broken?"
He Qing held his still aching head, and replied blankly, "It seems to be."
The man was pressed by him all night, and his hands and feet were already numb. At this moment, while moving his hands and feet with a blank expression, he explained lightly, "You were drunk last night, and we were together."
together...
The boy was dumbfounded.
He looked down at his crumpled clothes, then at Zuo Feng, and stammered, "I, I took you, that?"
The calm expression on Zuo Feng's face finally couldn't be maintained anymore.
He tried his best to endure his crazy heart, gritted his teeth and said, "No."
"Oh..." He Qing let out a long breath of relief, and immediately relaxed.
He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but he stopped suddenly as soon as his feet landed, moved his stiff neck, and turned around slowly.
"Brother, what did you just say?"
The boy's face was in a trance, as if he was still dreaming, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at himself, "Are we together?"
"Um."
Zuo Feng had already guessed that his reaction would be like this, and added, "And I swore, if I break my vow, there will be no Ding Ding."
He Qing's face became even more rigid.
After a while, he laughed a few times, "Well, we are in the 21st century, prosperous, strong, democratic and harmonious, so don't pay attention to feudal superstition?"
The man looked at him seriously, "Do you think this reason will satisfy me?"
The bitter smile on the young man's face faded. With a sullen face, he slowly lowered his head, his voice full of confusion, "Then I don't like men!"
It's hard, and it's not as comfortable as a girl to hug. Although he hasn't hugged a girl so far, He Qing can imagine it!
Thinking about it, I feel even more aggrieved, I just drank a meal, why did I sell myself!
After Zuo Feng's unremitting efforts, his hands and feet were finally not so stiff. He moved his neck, and his voice was a little hoarse because he didn't sleep well all night, "It's okay, if you don't want to admit it, I will never force you .”
Anyway, it's a big deal to chase it back. According to his research and observation last night, He Qing is a real face control. As long as he looks good, it doesn't matter whether he is male or female.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his narrow and slightly raised eyes suddenly looked more like a fox. He lowered his hoarse voice, making the originally pleasant voice sound more magnetic.
"Do you still have class today? Let's go now."
He Qing sat on the edge of the bed holding the quilt in confusion and looked at the man.
There seems to be something wrong with this plot, right
Did you say you liked him
Why don't you even want to persuade him to stay? It doesn't look like you like him no matter what you look like!
Despite all kinds of thoughts in his heart, on the surface, the boy still put on his clothes obediently, and looked at the man who was still sitting on the bed with a little dodge in his eyes, "Well, brother, I'll go first."
"Well, let's go."
The more understated Zuo Feng's reply was, the more uneasy He Qing felt. But now his mind was still dazed and he didn't remember what happened last night, and he couldn't do anything, so he gritted his teeth, turned around and left.
Before walking out of the room, the boy turned around and took a look.
The man sat on the edge of the bed, slightly lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking very disappointed, which made He Qing feel more guilty.
Obviously he didn't do anything.
After the sound of the door being closed, the man who had been sitting quietly by the bed immediately stood up, opened the closet and began to choose clothes.
Even if you don't succeed this time, you must succeed next time.
Don't you just like to look good
He would like to give He Qing quietly!
———
The boy was restless in class this morning. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could recall the man's slightly lowered eyes. He was good-looking, with long eyelashes covering his eyes, and his lips were slightly pursed. She was more beautiful than everyone He Qing had ever met.
It's just darker.
But it looks so good just in black, wouldn't it be as beautiful as a fairy in white.
Just thinking about it all morning, when get out of class was over, He Qing limped down the stairs following the crowd.
He liked Zuo Xue, and then Zuo Xue and Li Wang got together.
He likes the milk tea girl, and then the girl has a boyfriend.
He also fell in love with a black girl, and the black girl was a man.
No matter how good-looking this man is, he is still a man...
- "Ah Ching!"
In the distance, someone was calling him. Hearing the voice, the young man looked up in confusion, and met a beautiful face.
His eyes lit up immediately, and he walked over without thinking.
Halfway through the walk, he suddenly realized that the person opposite was Zuo Feng
Zuo Feng's clothes are very strong today, because he was ridiculed for looking like a girl since he was a child. He has tried to choose black clothes since he was a child, and his jacket and pants should be as conservative as possible.
Be sure to let people see from the back that he is a man.
The last time He Qing was able to admit Zuo Feng was wrong, it was because of the shorts he wore for running, which exposed a pair of legs that were more beautiful than women.
But at this moment, he was wearing a white shirt, the same style as He Qing, with two buttons slightly unbuttoned, revealing his beautiful collarbone.
The usually sharp eyes softened at this moment, and smiled at the young man that surprised him, "Shall we go to dinner together?"
"Eat!" He Qing agreed without even thinking about it, and finally regained consciousness after the man's smile widened, "I, I still don't want to eat, that..."
Zuo Feng still smiled, and pulled the boy's hand over, "Let's go, let's go eat."
So He Qing really followed obediently.
Sitting in the Sichuan restaurant, looking at the red pepper in front of him, the young man finally realized that he had been tricked by a beauty.
Sure enough, the most beautiful people are more likely to deceive people, and TV dramas do not deceive people!
"The food in this family is a bit spicy, but the taste has always been good. You can eat with an open stomach today, and I'll treat you."
Seeing the cute boy who was sweating profusely while eating, his eyes fixed on other dishes, the smile on Zuo Feng's face grew wider.
"You said you, why are you so cute?"
[Ding! Favorability of Left Front: 97]
"Let me tell you, bro, we get along pretty well, really, we have a lot of common language, eat, drink, and play, but I really don't like men." Khan, while taking a breath, tried to persuade Zuo Feng.
"Look, when we were good buddies, we could come to the Sichuan restaurant for dinner together, but if we were together, the atmosphere would not be what it is now."
"Well, I understand." No matter what He Qing said, the man only kept a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were always doting.
Although he catered to him, this look made the young man uncomfortable. Why did he always feel like he was being watched
He shook his body, and just when he was about to continue his long speech in an attempt to brainwash Zuo Feng, he raised his eyes and saw the man put vegetables in his mouth and chewed them.
That dish might be a bit spicy, Zuo Feng frowned slightly, his eyebrows were beautiful, at least the most beautiful eyebrows He Qing had ever seen, and the way they were wrinkled at the moment also made people look like they wanted to help him caress. Flat impulse.
He Qing suppressed this impulse, swallowed, pretended to be nonchalant, and lowered his head to eat his own food, but his almond eyes always fell on the man uncontrollably.
Zuo Feng took another bite of the dish. This time, a little oil stain landed on his lips. His lips are also very nice, with a beautiful shape, and the color is always red, even redder than those girls who put on lipstick , and it always seems to make people have an urge to kiss.
The young man took a bite of the dish, trying hard to get his thoughts back on track.
"Brother, let me tell you, men really don't have anything to like. They don't smell sweet and soft, and they don't smell that good. And the most important thing is that they don't feel comfortable at all."
"Also, girls can have children and make you a father, but men can't. Do you think what I said makes sense!"
Zuo Feng nodded, "Have you heard of test-tube babies?"
He Qing choked, pretending he didn't hear anything, and continued, "Also, it's that man, they, cough cough, it's that time of cough cough, you understand?"
"Ahem, it's very inconvenient. Of course, although I guessed it, you should understand that if the two of us are really together, it will be very, very uncoordinated in that respect, cough cough , that's the aspect..."
Left Front: "..."
"...I don't think you need to worry about this..."
He looked down slightly, and landed between the boy's legs, his eyes darkened, and his tone was indifferent, "Have you heard of lubricant?"