Roommate says he's straight

Chapter.59

Talking about the past, Luo Meng cried more fiercely, Zhang Chenguang took the whole box of toilet paper and handed it to him.

He grabbed a big lump and held it in his hand to wipe his tears. After resting for a while, he continued, sobbing: "One night, my mother knelt by my bed and slapped herself, crying and scolding her for not taking care of me. Okay, I have been pretending to be asleep and dare not open my eyes. But after so many years, I still remember the sound of slapping, but it rang."

Zhang Chenguang has never heard of this past, and seeing Luo Meng talking about the past with all his heart, he was deeply touched. He moved the chair to Luo Meng's side, hugged him gently, and told him: "It's all in the past." It’s over, everything is over, and it will get better and better in the future.”

Luo Meng's eyes were red, and she nodded in his arms.

Zhang Chenguang's voice was calm and distant, and he said: "So, you all love each other deeply, so don't hurt each other easily. The two of us together, to a certain extent, really hurt your parents' hearts, If your mother is really persistent and persistent about studying abroad, then I have thought about it carefully, and it is not impossible to help her."

"But you don't want to go." Luo Meng's voice was soft.

"I just didn't plan it, and it's not that I can't go. Supporting you and accompanying you should be the best way to love you." He whispered love words softly in Luo Meng's ear.

Luo Meng was stunned for two seconds, cried "wow" and threw himself into Zhang Chenguang's arms heavily, with snot and tears all over his body, unable to care about anything, and said inarticulately: "Why are you so good to me? ...Why......"

At this point, Zhang Chenguang has naturally thought about countless reasons, and now, there are only things to do and want to do, and there are no doubts in his heart.

He said: "You know, if it weren't for your persistence, we wouldn't be where we are today. Even if there is bitterness in the happiness now, this is the real life. A coward like you, without you candidly express love , I may still be entangled and unable to take that step. I have experienced a lot of hesitation, struggle, and the idea of ​​giving up when I made a final move. , but will encounter many known and unforeseen difficulties; take a step back, and I will return to the original safe world and have a smooth life path. At this point, you are purer and braver than me."

Zhang Chenguang paused when he said this, his eyes and tone became more complicated, with an invisible sourness: "Especially...especially when you confessed to your family and your favorite parents strongly objected, you didn't think about it. Give up on me. I don't intend to speculate on the depth of love, because love is the best thing, but at that time, I really realized that you are very serious about maintaining our relationship, and I have always been passive and cowardly ..."

"No, you didn't, you are very good to me." Luo Meng interrupted Zhang Chenguang, not allowing him to belittle himself.

"Hush... baby, listen to me." Zhang Chenguang gently put his index finger on Luo Meng's lips, and looked at the person in his arms seriously and tenderly. He also choked up a bit, and then continued: "So I want to Well, I have decided, I will stick to our relationship from now on, we can't hide from the people around us for a lifetime, I will bravely face all the rumors and gossips in the future, as long as I can do it, I am willing to do it for you anti."

After he finished speaking, he solemnly pressed a kiss on Luo Meng's forehead, as if swearing a pious oath.

Luo Meng's heart was half soaked in Coptis chinensis water and half in the honey jar, but at this moment she finally turned over and fell into the honey jar, with sweet bubbles bubbling all around.

He is a person who thinks seriously and long-term in everything he does. If he likes someone, he naturally thinks about it for a lifetime.

Luo Meng likes Zhang Chenguang, and from the very beginning, he wanted to be with him forever, but at this moment, he looked at Zhang Chenguang quietly, with unstoppable tears in his eyes, he thought, even if they can't go forever, he I will always remember today and never regret it.

The sense of happiness that Zhang Chenguang brought to him on this day made him seem to have gone through his life in peace and joy.

Luo Meng said what was in his heart in a daze, and Zhang Chenguang bit his face lightly, and he was mocked: "Fool."

Fool seems to have become a commendatory word, which made him smile intoxicatingly while covering his face.

The dishes on the table were already cold, but Luo Meng insisted on eating them, and even prevented Zhang Chenguang from looking for a microwave oven. His appetite was not small, and with special emotions, each of the 7 or 8 dishes was eaten. He wiped out less than half of them, and Zhang Chenguang didn't even eat him.

The cake was bare, because Zhang Chenguang didn't regard it as his birthday cake at all, he only thought that Luo Meng would like to eat it, and Luo Meng was naturally not happy, so he ran to the dessert area to look through it, and he found a pack of birthday candles. Instead of choosing number candles, they took [-] slender small candles and put them on the cake, lit the fire, and the clusters of small flames seemed extraordinarily celebratory.

Luo Meng clapped her hands in satisfaction, said, "That's right", and then urged Zhang Chenguang to make a wish quickly.

Zhang Chenguang glanced at him with a smile, and closed his eyes obediently. He made a wish quickly, and the two of them were face to face, and blew out the candle together.

In the warm candlelight, Luo Meng said with great satisfaction: "Tell me, do we look like a family like this?"

Zhang Chenguang kissed the side of his face, and said warmly: "We will always be a family in the future."

Luo Meng smiled sweetly, and took out a photo album-like book from his backpack, with a retro casing, which looked very delicate. He stuffed it into Zhang Chenguang's arms, and said shyly, "To my family."

Luo Meng didn't usually go out with a backpack, but Zhang Chenguang noticed it when he went out today. He took the thick thing, opened the shell, and was stunned.

I don't know if Zhang Chenguang likes this gift. Although it is meaningful, it seems...too simple?

He was worried that Zhang Chenguang didn't like it enough, so he explained his intentions in a low voice with some trepidation: "That... Qiao Jiayi said that you didn't like taking pictures when you were young, but I think looking through the past photos in the future is also a commemoration. It is very meaningful to see the trajectory of my own growth. So... I tried to collect it."

After he babbled about his mental journey, Zhang Chenguang smiled, did not speak, and flipped through the thick stack of photo albums page by page.

After reading it, he said: "I like it very much. If it weren't for you, I might never know that I have so many photos in my whole life. Was it hard to find?"

Hearing that he said he liked it, Luo Meng didn't remember the hard work, and said with a bright face: "It's not hard, it's not hard, just find it out and deal with it simply."

In fact, this thick photo album is really hard-won.

Zhang Chenguang doesn't like taking pictures, and it's impossible for Qiao Jiayi to steal the ones in his own photo album, but relying on the experience of growing up with Zhang Chenguang in elementary school, and the advantage that she has always been popular, she borrowed her QQ account Gave it to Luo Meng.

Luo Meng went through all the QQ photo albums of their classmates from childhood to adulthood in the QQ account, and downloaded all those who had Zhang Chenguang one by one, edited and cleared the pictures, and finally printed them out and put them in the album in chronological order. On the last page, he shamelessly put an intimate photo of them in Thailand.

Zhang Chenguang read them one by one, and he hadn't read most of them himself. The hard work Luo Meng collected was obvious. He looked at the person with flushed cheeks beside him, his eyes were hot and ambiguous.

Luo Meng couldn't stand his eyes, covered her face and said deliberately: "How about it, your best youth is in this album, this one is called Fresh Meat Collection, and the next one has to be called Bacon Collection .”

It was rare for him to say a wisecrack, but he still couldn't overwhelm Zhang Chenguang.

Zhang Chenguang approached him and said, "Indeed, one book represents a state of life. This one is called Maternal and Fetal Singles, and the next one is called Shuang Su Shuang Flying or Thanksgiving for You?"

How could Luo Meng stand up to such words, at this moment she was so high that she was willing to give her all.

Zhang Chenguang is right in saying that when it comes to feelings, as long as Luo Meng thinks about it, he is indeed more straightforward and brave than him. When the two of them went out after dinner and were about to return to school, Luo Meng gently tugged at his sleeve , whispered: "We...don't go back today."

In this situation, the hints in Luo Meng's words don't do what he thinks, Zhang Chenguang is not Liu Xiahui, his palms holding Luo Meng become hot and humid, and his eyes darken.

In a high-end hotel in the city center, the two walked into the elevator tacitly one after the other. They didn't make eye contact, let alone talk, but the air was filled with the air of being on the verge of breaking out.

The few seconds when the room card opened the door seemed to be a countdown, and the breathing of both of them was obvious. The moment the door was closed, their bodies were tightly pressed together, and they kissed indulgently.

They don't have much intimacy, but love is the best glue, allowing the two young young people to put aside their shyness and temptation, and actively respond to each other enthusiastically, lest they don't give enough, they sincerely want to share their love. Everything is handed over to the other party.

They all knew in their hearts that tonight's scale would surpass that of the past. Today, their relationship can be called truly intimate. The relationship has reached this point naturally, and naturally no one backs down.

Zhang Chenguang hugged Luo Meng and threw him onto the big bed. He took off his shirt roughly, pressed himself on it, opened the drawer of the bedside table with one hand, and groped inside.

High-end hotels have their advantages, and everything is well-prepared, which saves the couple from a lot of troubles. Zhang Chenguang opened the lubricating oil, poured a puddle into his hands, and acted instinctively.

One, two, three...

Although he was a novice, he was extremely patient, gradually softening Luo Meng's stiff body, and even twitched and sent out an invitation.

With the arrow on the string, Zhang Chenguang propped himself up and asked Luo Meng under him: "Have you really thought about it?"

The sweat on his forehead dripped onto Luo Meng's face. Luo Meng blushed, but her eyes were determined.

"I will never regret it."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chenguang stepped forward, and Luo Meng let out a cry of pain.

It was the first time for both of them, they were groping and responding to each other instinctively, Luo Meng was too nervous, Zhang Chenguang was actually uncomfortable, but they didn't want to give up, didn't want to give up this opportunity to become one.

The sheets and quilt were wet with sweat, and after a little getting used to each other, Zhang Chenguang speeded up impatiently. Luo Meng hugged his neck tightly, weeping softly, enduring it.

The cry gradually changed, with unspeakable sexual intercourse, both coquettish and coquettish, Zhang Chenguang was dizzy from hearing it, and his strength uncontrollably increased.

I don't know how long it took before it was over, with his fingers tightly intertwined, he kissed Luo Meng's sweaty face delicately, with satisfaction and distress on his face.

Luo Meng endured the pain and smiled sweetly at him, and completely handed herself over to Zhang Chenguang, which was the best love words Luo Meng could think of.

The author has something to say:

Happy Christmas Eve, beautiful girls~

I don’t know how to write meat, and after changing it, it’s even more unrecognizable....

There is really only a little bit of meat, if you want to see the original version, please see my Weibo: Summer of Tang Nian