Vocal fetish

Stupid, I am really stupid and hopeless.

Three full days have passed since the last tangled camping, and during these three days, Yi Sheng regretted his stupidity all the time.

After Yi Sheng processed the last photo in hand and sent out the latest recorded song, he leaned on the soft recliner and picked up a magazine casually and put it on his face.

This is just the first date, not a solo date between the two of them, and he just kissed and touched that cute little thing that he couldn't put it down, and he couldn't find Bei anymore.

That day, after kissing Wen Shun, who was so nervous and shy that he almost fainted, in the dormitory, he obediently carried Yang Yi's clothes and left! ?

He didn't take the initiative to leave a call and didn't ask Wen Shun to call him, just like a fool who was blinded by love, he didn't do anything and obediently left!

Well, even if he already knew Wen Shun's mobile phone number through Xie Tian's tricks, but if he suddenly called without asking and exchanging directly, would it seem that he was a little too tight?

To be honest, Yi Sheng didn't want to have to go through the help of others every time he met and communicated with Wen Shun. What's more, Xie Tian and Yang Yi didn't know what happened. Every time he called Xie Tian, ​​he would hear their quarrel and Xie Tian was obviously angry.

But Xie Tian always said on the phone that he was fine and he could deal with it. This was clearly refusing Yi Sheng to continue asking, so Yi Sheng was embarrassed to disturb the time of "harmony" between their brothers because of their love problems. up.

So how should I start my second date with Wen Shun?That little thing still owed himself a truckload of kisses.

Yi Sheng thought of Wen Shun who spent most of those two days in his arms—the corners of his eyes that were driven to red by desire, the gentle moans from longing, the flexible waist that twisted because of impatience...

Yi Sheng's stomach tightened, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice for his reaction.

God, if he didn't do something else, he might be driven insane by his fantasies and longings.God knows how he spends his nights these past few days. If Xie Tian's bad friend knows that he is in his early thirties and still gets up in the morning with wet underwear, then he won't have to keep his old face.

It's just too bad.

Yi Changchang sighed, took the magazine off his face and threw it aside.Then he straightened up and faced the computer again, but when he saw the prompt popped up by the Weibo assistant in the lower right corner, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yi Sheng logged in at this time with his own private account, which was also the [1S1S419] that he asked Xie Tian to disclose to Wen Shun on purpose at the beginning...No one will send him a private message with this private account, because he has this account If someone wants to contact him, there is no need to bother with private messages on Weibo, just make a phone call.

Like thank God.

So there is only one person who will send messages to his account, except for the marketing account that pushes spam.

Yi Sheng clicked on the private message prompt nervously, and saw Wen Shun's ID as he expected.

A moment later: [Thank you for borrowing my clothes last time, I sent them to the dry cleaning the day before yesterday and got them back today.When do you have time?I'll send it over. 】

when do you have time?I have time anytime, cutie!

Yi Sheng didn't notice at all that he was gradually embarking on the road of an old hooligan and never returned. He just looked at the private message sent by Wen Shun with joy and secretly smiled in his heart.

Before Yi Sheng could finish his music, another message came from Wen Shun.

One sound and one moment: [Your Weibo account is the last time Xie Tian jumped to the wrong frequency last time, I accidentally found out, sorry to private message you so suddenly]

Yi Sheng looked at Wen Shun's words without even adding punctuation marks, and could almost imagine Wen Shun's blushing and troubled appearance in front of the computer at this time.Thinking of Wen Shun blushing shyly and timidly struggling with how to send messages to himself, Yi Sheng's delusional desire that had been calmed down before quickly swelled up again.

It's damn cute.

Yi Sheng suddenly remembered a passage he had read by accident in a book - when you like someone and think that the other person is beautiful or handsome, and you have countless words of praise to describe him, it means that you are still alive. After all, you can still organize the sentences used to praise from countless languages; but when you think that a person is cute besides cute, then congratulations, you are done.Because at this time, the person who makes you feel cute has eroded your heart and brain, and he (she) will make you feel that no matter how beautiful and exquisite language you use to describe it, it is so boring.So you don't know what language you should use to describe your love, you just feel that the other person is so cute in your eyes.No matter what you do or say, it will make you feel cute, and you will only be beside him foolishly, smiling because of his cuteness, and your heart will be moved because of his cuteness.At this time, you have no choice but to admit defeat obediently.

At this time, Yi Sheng was just like what this sentence said, all the words used to praise and show love in his mind were completely replaced by the word "cute".

Sure enough, he fell to Wen Shun's waist?Yi Sheng tapped the keyboard to write a reply, and thought sweetly in his heart, if thoughts could become real, then there must be little pink flowers floating around him, right?

Wen Shun, who had just taken a shower and crawled into bed holding the phone over and over again, looked at the unread private message on Weibo in the message push bar of the phone, but did not open it for a long time.

Before he ran to take a shower, he actually sent two messages. Although both were sent to the same person, the mood when he sent the two messages was completely different.

In fact, Wen Shun has been struggling for three days on whether to take the initiative to contact Yi Sheng. It has been three days since we parted ways in the dormitory on the weekend.Wen Shun felt that he was actually quite stupid. He had already confessed his relationship with a successful lover, but when he left, he didn't even think about leaving a phone number or adding a contact information.

Maybe Yi Sheng is waiting for himself to take the initiative?Wen Shun thought about it, and felt more and more affirmed by his sudden thought.

So on impulse, Wen Shun opened the page stored in the computer, followed it without hesitation and sent a message.

Yi Sheng left too many clues when he left, and Wen Shun could think of any detail as an excuse to ask and make an appointment.But when the first message was sent, Wen Shun regretted it.

Stupid, how stupid I am!Such a sudden message, how can I explain that he knows the other party's private account?There is no excuse at all, okay?There is no other choice but to confess!

So Wen Shun quickly typed a message for explanation, and sent it without even adding punctuation.This is a bad habit of Wen Shun. No matter what the reason is, as soon as he gets up in a hurry, he will type without punctuation, and he will stutter even more when speaking.

After posting this explanation, Wen Shun quickly turned off the computer, rushed into the bathroom and drenched himself thoroughly with hot water, wanting to relax his tense mood a little.

Then, when he got back to bed, he saw the unread tweet.After taking a deep breath to prepare himself mentally, Wen Shun opened the message.

There is no text in the message, only a short speech is displayed.

Wen Shun turned on the voice and brought it to his ear, waiting expectantly and nervously for the voice that made him lose his mind.

"I have an urgent job tomorrow, so what about the day after tomorrow? I will pick you up at your school at [-] pm on Friday, and I will meet you at the cafe at the door. Don't come out too early and stand outside, it makes me feel bad. Rest early, good night."

"Good night." Wen Shun involuntarily pressed the voice button and replied softly, but he didn't know that he had rolled his eyes with a smile at this time.

Today will be a good dream, Wen Shun thought so after turning off the lights.