I secretly liked you for the past ten years

This world seems so unfair, poor people always live hard, but rich people often get lucky.But for Mao Xiaoyu, the distance between Wang Ziwen and Wang Ziwen became more and more distant. He counted down the days of school every day, hoping to see that person again, but the reality was more ruthless than he imagined.

For a whole year and three months, he had no chance to meet the person he was thinking about day and night, but the entanglement of the other person made him more and more anxious. He spent every day in disappointment and apprehension. It has been a long time , unexpectedly also gradually raised a trace of exhaustion and confusion.

The news came after the start of the second semester. The microfilm filmed by the film club led by Wang Ziwen finally won the Grand Prize in the College Student Film Art Festival, and Wang Ziwen himself also won the Golden Crown Award for the best new college student director in the country. What is enviable is that on the day of the awards ceremony, Wang Ziwen was spotted by director Feng Dagang, the chief honorary judge. Bringing him into the crew of "Tsing Yi" to be his assistant, and training him personally.Director Feng is one of the top film and television giants in China, and "Tsing Yi" is his main New Year movie this year. He can be trained by Director Feng himself, or he is still working in the crew of "Tsing Yi". He issued a long leave note, allowing him to freely adjust the class time, and to enter and leave the school freely without restriction.

So for the whole semester, except for the ten or so days of the exam week, Wang Ziwen was almost not at school. Mao Xiaoyu didn't want to disturb his career, so he endured the urge to see him, and only occasionally sent a few cheers, silently looking forward to him. come back earlier.But he didn't expect Wang Ziwen to soar from then on. He was just an inconspicuous director's assistant on the crew of "Tsing Yi", but he became one of the three executive directors in Director Feng's next workplace drama, and he became one of the three executive directors in the "Tsing Yi" crew. Among the three spy films, only one person took the position of assistant director, became Director Feng's veritable right-hand man, and gradually gained his reputation in the film and television circle.

In one year and three months, Wang Ziwen quickly integrated into the high-threshold director circle with a rocket-like speed, won countless laurels and titles, and became a legend that the teachers and students of the school are proud of.

And how many compliments he received, how many days and nights a person lost sleep over him.

Mao Xiaoyu was naturally very happy about his bright future with both fame and fortune, but he had to admit that the panic and bitterness in his heart swelled even more violently.He gradually felt that the gentle and gentle man under the spotlight was no longer the bright young man who waited under the basketball hoop every night, called him little maomao, and would rush over to hug him when he was happy.That person became more and more perfect, but also more and more strange, so strange that one day he cut out the full six pages of the interview report, and suddenly felt extremely ashamed for a moment.

Who is this person who has been on his mind for five years?And did that back that looked farther and farther away and blurred ever exist?

But no one answered him, even this flustered and fearful feeling had no answer at all, and what made him feel even more helpless was that this man, who was becoming more and more beautiful like a rough jade, would still make him feel so strange even if he became so strange. His heart was pounding, not only did his perfect step by step not let him let go gradually, on the contrary, he got stuck in the mud and it became more and more difficult to break free.

He wondered in a daze, what did he owe this person in this life, to let a heart be so easily held in his hands, and it was enough for him to suffer so far.But no matter how bitter it is, it is in vain, that person has never even walked into my life, even if I applaud his achievements day and night, and feel sad for his ups and downs, it is all my own one-man show, and has nothing to do with that person , which doesn't even make sense.

It has been more than a year since Mao Xiaoyu saw Wang Ziwen again. At this time, Wang Ziwen has already shown his sharpness. Those who want to see him can circle the entire playground for a dozen circles, but Wang Ziwen can't do it all. No, I even changed my phone number. The only person who agreed to attend was the farewell reception organized by the current president of the film club and Wang Ziwen's best friend at school, Shen Ling.Wang Ziwen returned to school this time to complete his graduation project and graduation defense, but he was just going through the motions. His achievements outside of school were too amazing, and these things in school were no longer worth mentioning to him.

The Zhongchuan film club has become the benchmark of the college student film clubs in Beijing and even the whole country because of Wang Ziwen alone. He has made great contributions in both emotion and reason, so Shen Ling said that he would send off grandly, so naturally no one would Objected, not to mention that everyone else was eager to see this legendary figure, they all agreed with both hands and feet, and the preparations were in full swing.

Only Mao Xiaoyu felt that this incident was extremely ridiculous. He had missed him for four years in five years, but in the end he hadn't seen that person a few times, and he was about to send him off.

But even so, he prepared carefully for a long time. On the day of the farewell party, he tidied himself up from head to toe, and then went to the reception in silence with indescribable complex emotions.

He arrived early, the venue was still sporadically arranged, and there were not many people in the venue, so he helped the waiter to fiddle with the decorations, worked for a while, and went to the bathroom again.The corridor of the hotel is very long, and the echo of the voice is very loud. Mao Xiaoyu was just about to turn the corner at the end when he suddenly heard a familiar male voice faintly.

"So do you like her or not? You've been asking me about your whereabouts all day. I'm helpless, okay?"

Hearing Shen Ling's voice, Mao Xiaoyu's heart trembled suddenly, subconsciously stopped, and approached the wall nervously.

"My parents want me to get along with her. I really don't feel it. Please help me out."

At that moment, Mao Xiaoyu felt his hands and feet were cold, but his heart was burning like hell. He couldn't help pressing himself closer to the wall, suppressing his heart that was beating wildly suddenly, almost forcing his breath into his throat. inside.

The voice sounded tired and helpless, as if he sighed, and then said, "I treat her as my younger sister. My father and her father are old friends, and he just hopes that the two families will get closer every day. Don't mention it, all day long." Talk about me."

Shen Ling said, "You too, what are you being hypocritical about, Yao Lan is so pretty, try it out, you won't suffer."

The prince clicked his tongue and said in disapproval, "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Isn't it delaying her to deal with it casually? How can it be so wicked."

Shen Ling contemptuously said, "You said that you have been busy every day for four years in college. You are really a dog. You have never had a girlfriend. How high is the standard? I almost suspect that you are a crook."

The prince scolded with a smile, "Get out, I'm so busy that I don't have time? Do you act like everyone is like you every day?"

Shen Ling seemed to have kicked him, and the two laughed and laughed for a while, and the former suddenly said, "Hey, let me ask you."

"Ok?"

"Who is Mao Mao?"

Mao Xiaoyu trembled suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly.

Wang Ziwen was suddenly silent, and said after a long time, "Just a friend."

"Fart friend, I think it's your first love, right?" Shen Ling leaned closer, and snorted, "The first and second year of freshmen specially marked his birthday on the desk calendar for two consecutive years, and even went to the radio station to order songs for him, Who will believe it when you say it’s just a friend? Why don’t you order a song for me?”

The prince said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk nonsense, you are really a friend, he is a man."

Shen Ling paused when he wanted to refute, and said in surprise, "Damn, are you really crooked?"

"...Go away, you," Wang Ziwen scolded, and held back for a while before saying, "I was too busy last year, and I forgot his birthday. This year, I specially set up a reminder. I only found out that the radio program was canceled a few days ago. Well, there’s no point to point, so I can just forget about it.”

Shen Ling said, "Isn't this called bending? Don't hide it, what can't you tell me? Let me tell you the truth, I accidentally opened a document in your computer two days ago. It was your new document. The script of the stage play, right? I saw that the protagonist is called Maomao, so I couldn’t help but want to ask you.” Shen Ling lowered her voice, but said in a teasing tone, “If you like it, you like it. Like you, even a man It can be done, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Wang Ziwen didn't refute right away, and said after a while, "Okay, it doesn't matter what you do, anyway, I lost contact, we are really just a friend. And... that radio show is gone, it's God's will, let me go sooner." Forget about him, don't do useless work."

Shen Ling asked, "Haven't you thought about looking for it again?"

The prince smiled and sighed again, "I can't find it, forget it."

Footsteps sounded again, and the two seemed to be walking over, but Mao Xiaoyu's mind went blank, and before he had time to think about anything, he heard Shen Ling suddenly say "Huh?" and shouted at him, "Mao Xiaoyu? What are you doing here? Scared me."

Mao Xiaoyu raised her head and stared straight at Wang Ziwen, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

Wang Ziwen felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he nodded and smiled at him instinctively as a greeting.But the young man on the opposite side stared at him with red eyes, making him a little dazed, not knowing whether he should leave or say something.

However, Shen Ling didn't like him very much, seeing him as motionless like a log, impatient, pulling the prince to smell that he was about to leave.But the road was suddenly blocked by someone, and the arm blocking them was trembling, as if extremely frightened and flustered, but Mao Xiaoyu's eyes seemed to be shimmering with a strange bright light besides being messy, and the whole People's body language and eyes are too complicated. Even if the two people on the opposite side are extremely smart, they can't understand it. Shen Ling said impatiently, "What are you doing? Tell me something."

Mao Xiaoyu took another step towards Wang Ziwen, opened her mouth, and finally said in a trembling voice, "Senior, I'm Mao..."

But before he finished speaking, he heard a voice from afar, "Senior Wang, Senior Shen, the reception is about to start, come here quickly!"

Shen Ling responded, and ignored Mao Xiaoyu, pulled Wang Ziwen and said, "Let's go, it's almost seven o'clock, Teacher Xu just sent me a WeChat message, it should be here soon."

The prince sniffed, but still took a look at Mao Xiaoyu, and said softly, "Then let's go, you are also here for the reception, right? Let's come together."

Mao Xiaoyu couldn't control her emotions a little bit, the impulse just now was suppressed, and in the end she just said in a hoarse voice, let's go first, and didn't move any more.Shen Ling glanced at him inexplicably, without further words, dragged Wang Ziwen away in a hurry.When the two of them walked away, Mao Xiaoyu looked at Wang Ziwen's back, the overwhelming tide in his heart could not be calmed down, too many chaotic and entangled thoughts flashed through his mind, as if he wanted to slap him into the cold water, As if to drown him.

In fact, he has had the urge for a long time, many times, to run to Wang Ziwen and tell him that I am Mao Mao, the little Mao Mao you can never forget and want to find back all the time.But every time the words came to his lips, he still swallowed them down, unable to speak out, not because he was stupid, but because he didn't dare, because it hurt too much.

He was afraid that Wang Ziwen would ask him why he didn't find him back then, and that Wang Ziwen wanted to know those past events. He was afraid that he would be like those people, either loathing him or developing a strange interest in his body. Sex, even the possibility, frightened him just thinking about it.He just wanted to make a clean break with the past, and he just didn't want to touch those nightmare memories anymore.

But when he thought about what Wang Ziwen said to Shen Ling just now, the wall in his heart seemed to be run over by a heavy tank suddenly, and began to collapse in pieces.

He didn't know what Wang Ziwen's hesitation and silence meant, he thought boldly and beyond his control, could it be that the senior... did he like me in high school?

But... how is this possible?

The worst self, the most embarrassing, ugly, and useless self, the senior... How could he like it?At that time, he was surrounded by so many beautiful girls and handsome boys. How could he fall in love with such a fat and cowardly, inferior product that he couldn't show his inner and outer appearance?

Mao Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out, and found it incredible, but at the same time, he felt that this illogical conjecture might be the truth.But he didn't dare to admit that he originally wanted to appear frankly in front of Wang Ziwen, to be his friend again, and to be remembered by him occasionally would be enough.But for nearly two years, not only did he not approach him, he even failed to make him remember his name. He really couldn't wait any longer, and he didn't have time to wait any longer. Wang Ziwen only stayed in school for a few days. They have to leave again, and this time, maybe they will never see each other again.

Mao Xiaoyu breathlessly looked at the place in the corridor where the person had just walked. After looking for a long time, she suddenly gritted her teeth and clenched her fists little by little.

If... that keeps you.

If you confess the past, you can look at me one more time, and you can possibly face me squarely.

He was still afraid in his heart, trembling all over with fear, but at this moment he suddenly became braver than ever before.

If it's you, I'd like to fight again.Expose the wound in front of you, tear the bloody past to your eyes, if this can make you look back at me once, if this can keep you...

When I returned to the venue again, the reception was about to begin.Wang Ziwen was sitting at the head seat in the front row, talking with several teachers from the department who had been invited.The teachers obviously admired him very much, and Wang Ziwen responded fluently when he heard it. Mao Xiaoyu just looked at his handsome appearance melting into the light from a distance, and as he watched, the pain and determination in his heart suddenly weakened again. .He thought blankly: This person is so good, so good, I try my best to fight for it once, so what is it?

Suddenly he was not so nervous, and suddenly had a lot of courage. Mao Xiaoyu took a deep breath and felt a little more relaxed. Seeing Wang Ziwen's smile, he couldn't help but imitate him, and slightly aroused A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Ling is indeed Wang Ziwen's best buddy. The preparations for this farewell party were indeed very careful. The banquets looked like a big deal. They even invited a tutor to come over and arranged a lot of small games to enliven the atmosphere. The final highlight was During the lottery draw, the prizes were very rich, and the award was presented by Wang Ziwen himself. After several interactions, the atmosphere was really lively when the end was coming to an end.

The host was already reading the final list of winners. Mao Xiaoyu felt that it was almost over, and he felt a little nervous again. He thought about how to ask Prince Wen out and how to tell him. After thinking about it for a long time, he felt something was wrong. I kind of want to pee.So he quickly sneaked out while no one was looking, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and took a urinate, then looked at himself in the mirror, he held his right fist and pressed hard, staring at himself to cheer himself up.

Kohane Kohane, you can do it, come on!do not be afraid!

Having made enough mental preparations, he breathed a sigh of relief, with a stiff smile on his face, and tremblingly pushed open the bathroom door.

"Are you sure you have prescribed the medicine?" A beautiful female voice rang out, and Mao Xiaoyu subconsciously stopped in her tracks and did not move.

The other party replied, "I will give them the wine on the table, and I will guarantee that nothing will go wrong. I watched Mr. Wang drink it."

"Very well, you take the money. Don't tell anyone about seeing me tonight, or you won't be able to keep your job. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Yao, don't worry, I don't know anything today."

The female voice said let's go, the other party responded twice and was about to leave, Mao Xiaoyu quickly hid, vaguely saw that the person leaving was wearing the clothes of a waiter, probably a hotel waiter.He couldn't see the woman's face clearly, only saw her turn around and walk away impatiently in her high heels.Mao Xiaoyu had an intuition that this man had done nothing good, and was a little worried when he heard the word "prescribed medicine", and struggled a bit in his heart, finally he couldn't bear to lead, and quietly followed behind the woman.

But the woman walked too fast, and Mao Xiaoyu was sneaky and didn't dare to follow too closely, so he lost her after turning a few turns. He hesitated for a while, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Back at the banquet scene, just in time for the host to announce the end of the banquet, everyone applauded for a while, and those who were not closely related to Wang Ziwen left one after another.Wang Ziwen was surrounded and talked for a while, but Mao Xiaoyu felt that something was wrong from a distance, wondering if Wang Ziwen drank too much, and always felt that his smile was a bit forced.

But he didn't think much about it, just stood outside the door and waited silently, thinking that when Wang Ziwen was placed on the order, he must find a way to be cheeky and come over.

But he never expected that Wang Ziwen was resisted by Shen Ling.

The prince heard that his footsteps were sloppy, his eyes were closed, his face was flushed, he seemed to be drunk and passed out, and he was unconscious.Mao Xiaoyu was stunned for a while, seeing the two of them coming out together, he felt a little uneasy, he was still quite afraid of Shen Ling, after all, he could feel that he was not wanted to be seen.

When he was hesitating how to get Shen Ling away, he suddenly heard the sound of high heels, and a woman hurriedly ran over from the opposite side, and shouted at them, "Shen Ling, I found you!"

Mao Xiaoyu was taken aback when she heard her voice, subconsciously looked at her shoes, her mind trembled for a moment, she understood something, immediately hid herself behind a stone pillar, and stared at Wang Ziwen anxiously and worriedly. Hot red face.

The woman obviously didn't notice him, and just stared at Wang Ziwen. Shen Ling was also surprised to see her, and said, "Yao Lan? Why are you here?"

Yao Lan said bluntly, "Ziwen asked me to pick him up. I drove here. Hey, he really drank too much."

Shen Ling didn't believe it, hesitantly said, "He asked you to pick it up?"

"Yeah," Yao Lan glared at him a little unhappy, "Why should I lie to you?"

Shen Ling hesitated for a while, but still believed her, and said, "Where is your car? I'll fight him in."

"Over there, follow me," he turned around and said as he walked, "I'll take him home directly. I've made an agreement with my uncle and aunt, so you don't have to follow."

"Oh, okay." Shen Ling put Wang Ziwen in, got out of the car and said, "Then take care of him, I'm leaving."

Yao Lan hummed, waited for Shen Ling to go far away before getting into the car, and drove away quickly.

Mao Xiaoyu panicked, hurriedly got into the taxi parked nearby, and shouted, "Master, follow that car!"

The driver master didn't ask much. He probably saw this kind of thing a lot, and he followed him calmly. The car was driving fast, but the driver followed closely, until he stopped at the entrance of a remote hotel.

Mao Xiaoyu got out of the car in a hurry, and saw the woman carrying Wang Ziwen's shoulders to enter the hotel, finally felt that the matter was serious, and immediately ran over to block the two of them, shouting, "Hey, hey! Where are you taking him!"

Yao Lan was taken aback. Seeing that it was a stranger, she felt a little guilty, and pretended to be calm, "You don't care where I go, get out of the way!"

Mao Xiaoyu was more vicious than her, grinning like a cat whose hair has exploded, "You drugged him, didn't you! I can tell, he's in a severe coma now, you must have drugged him!"

Yao Lan shuddered suddenly, hesitating, Mao Xiaoyu continued to scare her, "I just called the police, the police will be here soon, you can't escape, I will sue you!"

Yao Lan didn't believe it intellectually, but panicked in her heart, she stared at him and shouted, "It's none of your business, I want you to mind your own business here!"

Mao Xiaoyu was worried that Wang Ziwen was terribly worried, how could he be in the mood to argue with her, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and said angrily, "This is my senior, and I am also from the film club! I can see clearly that you kidnapped him here, Don't try to renege on your debt, you still lied to Senior Shen!"

Yao Lan was really scared this time, she froze on the spot and didn't dare to move, how dare she put on airs, Mao Xiaoyu took the opportunity to grab someone, pulled Wang Ziwen back and carried him on her shoulders, and said with a straight face, "I'll take him back to school, I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen, and if you give him medicine indiscriminately like this, I'll sue you!"

Yao Lan stared at Wang Ziwen's blushing face, hesitantly said, "But he..." But before she finished speaking, she was caught by Mao Xiaoyu's vigilant and fierce eyes, she stomped her feet anxiously, and finally couldn't be bothered, panicked Fled in a panic.

Mao Xiaoyu hugged Wang Ziwen tightly like protecting a baby, and stared at the woman away, her whole body was covered in cold sweat, but her heart felt extremely happy.He carefully rubbed against Wang Ziwen, and shouted, "Senior, wake up."

But Wang Ziwen didn't know what kind of medicine was given, his whole body was hot, and he trembled a bit when he rubbed him, groaned, and leaned his head on his neck.

Mao Xiaoyu suddenly felt that this situation was a bit dangerous. Wang Ziwen smelled extremely strong male hormones all over his body. He was too familiar with this breath, so he was instinctively afraid, but he became even more worried.He took out Wang Ziwen's mobile phone and wanted to call Shen Ling, but found that his mobile phone was out of battery, and he was so delirious that he couldn't ask anything at all.

When he was at a loss, Wang Ziwen trembled in his arms, and murmured, "Cold..."

Mao Xiaoyu frowned, hesitated for a while, but still didn't want the prince to smell the cold, so she couldn't help but look back at the hotel behind her.

How about...put him down first, and then I'll call for a doctor?Or call 120?

Thoughts were a bit confused, but Wang Ziwen was shivering all the time, his mouth was cold all the time, he didn't have time to hesitate, so he had to carry him into the hotel, thinking about letting him warm up for a while before talking.

In short, after tossing for a long time, I finally moved the person into a room.

Mao Xiaoyu carefully stuffed him into the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, took out his mobile phone and thought about who to call.When I was struggling, I suddenly heard someone around me murmur, "Xiao Mao Mao..."

Mao Xiaoyu trembled suddenly, staring at him in surprise, Wang Ziwen rubbed against his palm, closed his eyes, and still whispered, "Maomao..."

Mao Xiaoyu felt a headache for a moment, and then said after a long time, "Do you still remember me?"

"Um……"

Mao Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, and said depressedly to a drunk, "You didn't order a song for my birthday last year, I thought you finally forgot about me." Thinking of what he overheard in the corridor, he secretly became happy again, "So it's because I'm too busy... Well, I forgive you."

Mao Xiaoyu finally remembered her purpose for tonight, and when she heard the prince calling her name in a coma, her mood became more complicated, so she asked tentatively, "Senior, do you really like me?"

The prince sniffed and rubbed unconsciously under the quilt.

Mao Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, thinking that his reaction in a coma was a little cute, so she got a little bolder, bent down quietly, stared at him and said, "But if you know my body, won't you like it? ? Will you despise me too?"

"Do you know? I'm really... so afraid that you despise me."

"By the way, my birthday... is coming again. It would be great if you could say it to me yourself this year. Look at me and say happy birthday in front of me. I have been looking forward to it for many years. You will be satisfied this year." me?"

"Senior, do you like me or not..."

Wang Ziwen didn't know if he had a telepathy with him. When he was muttering to himself, he suddenly opened his eyes in a daze.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Mao Xiaoyu was startled suddenly, and exclaimed, "Oh!"

Wang Ziwen opened his bewildered eyes, and called out to him in a daze, "...Maomao?"

Mao Xiaoyu almost rolled off the bed in fright, and stared at him as if seeing a ghost, "You, you recognize me?"

Wang Ziwen was still staring at him like an idiot, then suddenly stretched out his weak hand, and the hot palm slowly squeezed his arm tightly, "Maomao... are you finally willing to see me?"

Mao Xiaoyu didn't know if he really saw it clearly or saw a hallucination, he hesitated and said, "Do you really know who I am? I..." Taking a deep breath, he finally said out loud in one breath, " I am Mao Xiaoyu, I am also Mao Mao, Mao Mao is Mao Xiaoyu, the person you want to see is me, it has always been me..."

Wang Ziwen stared at him without blinking, with a blank expression and did not speak.

"Senior, I am Mao Mao," Mao Xiaoyu stretched out his hand towards him, and carefully held the arm that was holding him tightly, "I am not called Mao Mao, I am Mao Xiaoyu, you remember wrong, I have always been called Mao Xiaoyu The arm in the palm trembled, and Mao Xiaoyu suddenly couldn't help it, hesitantly but boldly, gently hugged him, "Senior, can you remember my name, my name is Mao Xiaoyu, you Can you not forget..."

"Mao..." Prince Wen was stunned for a while, then trembled when he hugged him, and murmured, "Mao... Xiaoyu?"

Mao Xiaoyu suddenly couldn't help it, her eyes were a little wet, "Yeah."

Prince Wen stayed for a while, then suddenly buried his head on his shoulder, and shouted again stubbornly, "Xiao Mao Mao."

Mao Xiaoyu bit her mouth, finally smiled, and leaned into his ear and said, "You can call me that way if you like, anyway... just know it's the same person."

Wang Ziwen's body was getting hotter and hotter, and Mao Xiaoyu finally remembered to call him a doctor, but just as he was about to straighten up, his arm was suddenly pulled violently, and then his whole body was forcefully thrown horizontally on the bed.He was startled, and subconsciously refused, but was held tightly by a strong force, and then his eyes suddenly went dark, and a strong and hot body was pressed on top of his head, and he bent down under his shocked gaze, and pressed against on him.

Mao Xiaoyu has been with Liang Shuang for more than a year, and has seen a lot of the world, how could she not know what is going on, she hurriedly pushed it away, but Wang Ziwen gently kissed her ear, and then felt the man's fiery breath blowing towards her face , whispering in his ear, "Maomao, I finally found you."

Mao Xiaoyu's whole body was electrified by his kiss, her brain was almost paralyzed, and she looked at him stupidly without moving.

"I... miss you so much," Wang Ziwen panted, and kissed him again, then turned his head and gently covered those two slightly trembling lips, "Don't...don't ran away."

Mao Xiaoyu didn't know what it was like, a person he had been dreaming about for five whole years, suddenly pressed him down like this, then lowered his head, and kissed him forcefully in a fiery embrace.

He was stunned to feel that arrogant yet gentle kiss, until a hand covered his body before he suddenly recovered, trembling and wanting to resist.But Wang Ziwen just kissed him once, and then bent his beautiful eyes and smiled softly at him. While unbuttoning his clothes, he lowered his head and kissed softly, and whispered, "Maomao, you seem to be pretty, don't you?" few."

Mao Xiaoyu was gradually blown away by his kiss, she lost all strength, her body suddenly felt cold, and then she put a hand on his chest and rubbed it, Mao Xiaoyu trembled all over, but Wang Ziwen was stunned , murmured, "You little fat man, your breasts are almost as big as the little girl's."

Mao Xiaoyu's face turned red suddenly, but as the hand penetrated deeper, he finally couldn't say a word, and trembled slightly under the man with his eyes closed, and the water in his body also dripped with the tide of emotion. dripping out.Wang Ziwen moved and kissed, his hand suddenly stopped, blinked blankly, and said in a daze, "Maomao, why...you became a girl?"

Before Mao Xiaoyu could say anything, the prince heard it and said to himself, "So Mao Mao is a girl... um... girls are good, girls are better..."

Mao Xiaoyu swallowed nervously, and asked him in a low voice, "Senior... do you like girls more, more?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear clearly, he comforted his body while kissing him with a smile, "It turns out that Maomao is a little girl, that's great, that's great."

Before Mao Xiaoyu had time to analyze the deep meaning of this sentence, he felt a sudden pain in his lower body, the pain made him widen his eyes immediately, and firmly grabbed Wang Ziwen's shoulder.

Only that night did he realize that the feeling of being so painful to collapse but so happy that he was about to fly up that he had secretly watched really existed.He stared closely at the man who gave him extreme pain, but also brought him fanatical pleasure, looked at his emotional face, felt his sweat dripping on his skin, and merged with himself. together.He sobbed softly at first, but in the end he was forced to keep calling out this person's name, shouting in his strong embrace, as if this person would really belong to him completely, and would never be separated again. of.

When he was in the dark, he never let go of him for a moment. The man's embrace was hot and strong, as if he was really burning for him, and his eyes were so magnificent that he couldn't believe it.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already daylight, and Mao Xiaoyu was stunned for a while before he realized what happened. He raised his head suddenly, but found that he was still lying in Wang Ziwen's arms, and the man was still asleep, but still She hugged him tightly, her lips were still on the top of his head, and she just hugged him and slept all night.

Mao Xiaoyu moved her body cautiously, making Wang Ziwen a little closer, looking at his sleeping face up close, feeling as if she was overflowing with happiness.

He also carefully hugged Wang Ziwen's waist, nestled in his arms, feeling that the whole world was brightened up, and lazily didn't want to move at all.He raised his head and traced the man's outline in detail, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he liked it so much, he couldn't help but raised his head and moved towards him quietly, and pressed a kiss on his soft lips.

"Senior, I..." Mao Xiaoyu bit her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed to say this, but she couldn't help but want to say it.He wanted to look at his face and say it seriously, and when this person woke up, he might be even more embarrassed to say it.

So he stroked his face, kissed him again, and whispered with a smile, "Prince Wen, I really... love you so much."