Zamoli

After refusing, He Mu felt that he seemed too blunt, and added: "I don't want to go out to eat."

Chang Mingan hung up the coat he picked up, and said helplessly, "Okay."

He strode to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked through it. There were only a handful of wilted greens, a few cucumbers, and frozen pork ribs inside.He hesitated and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and said confidently, "You wait to eat."

He Mu hugged the cat and stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Chang Mingan washing the vegetables with his sleeves rolled up. He lowered his head and washed seriously, and a few strands of his combed forehead hair fell out.After washing, Chang Mingan fished out a cucumber, picked up the kitchen knife, and said to himself: "How about making a salad."

He cut the knife very carefully, even a little cautiously, cut twice, then looked up at He Mu, He Mu and Mu Mu, with four eyes looking at him.Chang Ming'an cleared his throat and said, "You sit and wait?"

He Muke finally understood, put the cat down, pulled up the sleeves of the sweater, showed his white wrists, and said, "You don't know how to cook..."

Chang Ming'an was exposed ruthlessly, he didn't know how to cook, and the dishes in the refrigerator were left by his ex-girlfriend who broke up.He put his fist against his lips, coughed twice, and stepped aside to let He Mu come.

He Mu pressed the cucumber on the cutting board with one hand, and raised the knife with the other hand, cutting the melon into fine filaments.From the corner of the kitchen, I found a small packet of fermented soybeans, and began to mix the ribs cut into small pieces. The kitchen smelled of food soon.

Chang Ming'an stood by the door, watching He Mu as he buried himself in the cooking without saying a word.It seems that He Mu who put on women's clothes and men's clothes is not the same person, one is enchanting and generous, the other is silent and timid.

"You can wear women's clothes if you want, I don't mind."

As Chang Ming'an said, he stepped forward, brushed back He Mu's hair that had fallen to his cheeks, and helped take out the shredded cucumber in cold salad.

He Mu was stunned, stretched out his fingers to dip some sauce of the steamed pork ribs, put it in his mouth and sucked it, the taste was just right.

After Chang Ming'an had set up the dishes, He Mu changed his clothes and came out of the room.It was the dark purple nightgown that Chang Mingan had seen before. The silk surface was suffused with a soft luster, the belt around the waist was well tied, and a small piece of V-shaped smooth skin was exposed at the skirt. The nightgown only covered the knees, revealing nothing. Mu's calf, he has been dancing for many years, the muscles are slender, and the arc of the arch of his foot is just right.

Chang Mingan looked away uncomfortably, concentrated on putting away the hot rice, and said, "Be careful of catching a cold."

He Mu shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, pulled out the chair and sat down, his legs crossed and tilted up, the hem of the nightgown slid to the sides, revealing half of his white thighs, looking down along the gap between the clothes and the skin, can The tender meat of the leg and the shadowed part can be seen vaguely.

The two of them sat facing each other and began to eat. He Mu obviously became lively, and picked up a rib with the tip of his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.Chang Ming'an also tasted a piece, the pork ribs were steamed just right, the black bean sauce was very fragrant, and it went well with rice.He smiled and said, "It's delicious."

He Mu bit the tip of the chopsticks and looked at him, a small piece of fleshy red tongue protruded a little bit and pressed against the tip of the chopsticks.

Chang Ming'an said casually: "Since when did you like dressing up like this?"

He Mu bit his chopsticks and said vaguely: "It was when I was in junior high school. I didn't understand it at that time. I just put it on and it became hard."

Chang Mingan didn't expect him to speak so directly, he was choked by rice grains and coughed twice.In his spare time these days, he looked up some articles about transvestites on the Internet, and it was indeed mentioned in them that this kind of sexual fetish usually begins in late childhood, and at least in the early stages, it is related to sexual arousal.

He Mu saw that Chang Ming'an was a little shy, swallowed a mouthful of food slowly, and said leisurely: "Let's start when we were in junior high school. Boys would start discussing that kind of topic and circulate it in private, but I didn't feel anything about it. ...then I sneaked through my cousin's pantyhose, got high, got hard, and ended up cumming on it."

In the end, he secretly cut up the dirty stockings and threw them away, and was beaten.

Chang Ming'an's face became hot when he heard it, and he wanted to put on a mature and prudent look, just burying his head in his meal, and in order to show that he was listening, he occasionally said "hmm".He Mu's eyes rested on his faintly red ears, and he smiled, and the raised toes under the table touched Chang Ming'an's calf.

He ran up his calf with his toes, touching them little by little, and placed them on Chang Mingan's tight thighs. The thigh muscles touched by his toes through his suit pants were firm and warm.

Chang Ming'an immediately stood up, and He Mu's feet fell back to the cold floor following his movements.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

He Mu, who bullies honest people, doesn't have any sense of accomplishment in his heart. He rests his chin and looks at Chang Ming'an's back as he walks towards the kitchen, thoughtfully.Mumu finished her dinner, went under the table, looked at the food on the table and called "meow meow".He Mu hooked her chin with the tip of his toes, and the bright red toenails were faintly visible among the snow-white fur.

At night, He Mu took a shower and came out of the bathroom.He always didn't bother to wipe off the water on his body carefully when taking a shower. There was still a little water drop on his neck, and a few strands of hair stuck to it.Seeing Chang Ming'an sitting on the sofa with a floor lamp and wearing half-rimmed glasses reading a book, the soft yellow light hit him, and he felt very warm.

He Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you leaving tonight?"

No matter if you listen to the sentence from front to back, there is no problem, but when He Mu dragged his voice out, it was three points more charming for no reason, which attracted people's daydream.

Chang Ming'an explained: "A friend wants to come over early tomorrow morning to pick up things, so I'm staying here tonight."

He pointed to a large storage box in the corner.It was left over from when his ex-girlfriend lived in before, and he packed it up.The ex-girlfriend was a career-oriented woman who acted vigorously and decisively. After the breakup, she moved out decisively, but because she was on a business trip, she never came back to get her things back. She made an appointment to come and pick them up early tomorrow morning.

He Mu found that big box for a long time, and always thought it was Chang Ming'an's sundries.

Chang Mingan took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, put the glasses and the book aside, and said, "I'm going to take a shower, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight, you go to bed early."

Who knew that when he came out with a towel on his head after taking a shower, he saw He Mu had already rolled up the quilt and was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.Chang Ming An hurriedly said: "Go to bed, it's quite cold at night."

He Mu said expressionlessly: "It's not cold, I've been sleeping for several days."

"It will wake you up early tomorrow morning." Chang Mingan picked up the cat that was on He Mu's buttocks, "Go into the room and sleep."

He Mu turned over and sat up hugging the quilt. He wore long hair and a women's nightdress, light pink, with thin suspenders hanging on his straight shoulders, exposing the collarbone and the red mole on his chest. It is flat, but if you look closely, you can see two faint protrusions.

"Sorry, it's hard to explain if a friend sees it." He Mu said coldly.

"That's not what I meant, oh, you..." Chang Mingan didn't expect He Mu to be so sensitive, he would be so sensitive.

He Mu hugged the quilt with one hand, and dragged Chang Ming An's arm into the bedroom with the other, threw the quilt on the bed, and pushed Chang Ming An.Chang Mingan staggered two steps and sat directly on the bed. He Mu lifted one foot and knelt on his lap, suppressing his movement to get up, poked his fingers on Chang Mingan's chest, and said, "Either sleep together bed, or I'll sleep on the couch."

Seeing that Chang Ming'an was still talking, He Mu continued, "I won't touch you, I promise."

"That's not what it means," Chang Mingan let him press his leg, stretched out his hand to hold his finger that was poking his chest, and said with a sigh, "If you don't mind, I don't mind, I'm just afraid you mind."

He Mu pulled out his fingers, climbed onto the bed without saying a word, wrapped himself in his quilt, and slept on one side.He heard Chang Ming'an rustling his own quilt, then the bed sank a little, and with the "click" of turning off the light, the room fell into a gentle darkness.

He Mu turned over, hugged the pillow on his stomach, and heard Chang Ming'an's steady breathing.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he knew that if others avoided him like a snake, treated him like nothing, or flocked to him, he could persuade himself not to care, but Chang Ming'an was so nice, he didn't want to Chang Mingan's kindness to him casts a little shadow, even if the shadow is as thin as a strand of hair, he is very concerned about it.