How did Xiao Ming die?

All of a sudden, there were heroes everywhere, and big Vs from all walks of life who didn't know the truth came to add bricks and tiles to the number of reposts, and the topic became so hot.

In the end, the main content of this issue is no longer to match me and me to each other, but it has become a brainstorming contest between hand-drawing and executioners.

With me as the center, me and the big V as two basic points, the urban campus science fiction online game comprehension, fantasy, supernatural, suspense, suspense, rebirth, and time travel have all the major themes.

This battle is no longer able to turn the tide by making a statement from my deskmate.

It's just that the poor big V failed to embrace His Royal Highness in every fan work, which is also miserable.

As a result, this made the big V's fans unhappy.

Fans of the big V said that their cute big V and I have not been together for many years, how can they allow a wild person to make trouble here.

Personnel from the CP faction immediately sent representatives to meet with the Zhenming Party, and had heated discussions on the correct establishment of the CP concept.

The main content of the meeting is that you not only dismantled my cp, you also reversed my cp, I have been an irreversible part of my family since ancient times, for this kind of behavior of grabbing a small transparent outside the circle forcibly, we be strongly condemned.

The spokesperson of the Information Department of the Zhenming Party stated that the fact that His Royal Highness and Xiao Ming's mutual fandom and two-way relationship is based on historical facts, is objective, and is pragmatic. All cp delusions that are divorced from reality are paper tigers.

In this regard, the two major cp parties officially declared war.

Fans of big V mainly use video sites such as station A and station B as the main base, and use the audio clips of big V and Zhenbu as the main physical output. A daily pv song sung by big V and Zhenbu is a proud coin The number occupied the top spot of station B.

The Zhenming Party is active on social platforms such as Weibo and Twitter, and has achieved great results through the joint Amway strategy of "surrounding big touches with small transparency and exporting violence from big touches".

It should be pointed out that during the war, the Zhenming faction also had many contradictions, such as the sudden birth of a new branch, the Mingzhen Party.

The Mingzhen Party adheres to the concept of "If you love him, let him suffer", shouted the slogan "Fuck Your Highness", and gathered a large number of controlled people.

On the other hand, the representative of Zhenming claimed that he would swear to the death to defend His Highness's right to attack, and all those who tried to tamper with His Highness's back garden were mobs outside the imperial city!

Among them, the writer General with the ID "His Royal Highness panting under me" became famous with a popular science article on testosterone concentration "Criminal Commitment Against the Wind, Ming Ming Zhen R18 Bathroom Play Late Night Series".

This article not only profoundly pointed out the cuteness of mutual attack, but also emphasized the objective fact that "Our Highness is 0.5 timbre can be attacked or accepted".

As soon as this article was published, it was immediately enthusiastically sought after by the Mingzhen faction and the Zhenming faction, and it became a historical turning point in resolving internal conflicts.

After internal negotiations, they unanimously joined forces with the big players in various circles, and forced a bloody way under the heavy siege of big V fans.

I think the self-entertainment spirit of this group of people is also commendable. They can find fun in even a trivial matter that has nothing to do with them, and they have a lot of fun.

In my opinion, when one person brushes it, it is just a meme, but when a group of people use it, it becomes a meme.Their fun is not from me, it is brought by me or the big V, it comes from their group itself.

Of course, the main premise is that I saw them write my Ming characters in front of the Zhen characters.

After all, Internet carnival needs to be cautious, it is not good to hurt people.

The phone is a little hot, so I'm going to turn it off and charge it.

As a result, a private message suddenly came at this time, it was the sister of the reporter.

Dongbei Changhua: I'm sorry... I didn't expect things to develop like this, and I'm causing you trouble ＿(:3」∠)＿

Rilege Ming: It’s okay, it’s quite interesting

Northeast Factory Flower: My heart hurts ＿(: 3」∠)＿

Hehehe, sister, do you think I didn't see the "Fighting the Wind Committing Crimes Zhen Ming Zhen R18 Bathroom Play Late Night Series" you just reposted?

After saying goodnight to the reporter sister, I put down my phone and yelled at the bathroom door, "Tongtong, hurry up, I want to wash too!"

Seeing that he didn't pay attention, I simply stepped forward and opened the door.

The door wasn't really locked.

It's me wrapped in a robe and pajamas, sitting by the bathtub and drying my hair.

He looked up at me and said nothing.

I'm not going to take a bath, I just want to take a shower before going to bed.

Seeing that he had also finished washing, I walked towards the rain and took off my clothes.

Sorry, I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either.

In our Northeast, it is not uncommon for gentlemen to go to a bathhouse.

I stood under the nozzle and washed it so vigorously that the water splashed on my deskmate's thigh.

He moved aside in disgust and continued to dry his hair.

He probably also thought it was boring to watch a man take a bath, so he dried his hair, pulled out the plug, and wandered out.

As a result, the old man returned after a while.

I saw him leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, flipping through his cell phone there.

His cell phone had been turned to silent before, so I don't know how many messages have been reminded at this moment.

"Old Tong, can you pass me the shower gel?" I asked.

Without looking up, he said, "Use mine."

"I don't need babysitting..." I'm not used to J&J.

It turned out he was playing big cards and completely ignoring me.

Thinking of how I always run around to serve him, and now I don't even want to ask him to get me a shower gel, I feel really wronged.

No way, squeezed a little J&J from him, and I started to make bubbles.

When I was covered in foam, I suddenly heard him speak.

I don’t know if it’s the reverberation in the bathroom, or he used a deep voice, but I always feel so sexy when I hear him speak for the first time.

He said, "I don't know if the bathroom has its own reverberation, or he used a deep voice, but the boy was actually touched by the voice of the man in front of him."

"..." I turned on the faucet and started making foam.

He went on to read, "The light yellow light smudges the mist in the bathroom, the water hits the body, and the foam slides from the neck to the ankle."

"..." Turning off the faucet, I pulled the towel and began to wipe the water off my body.

"The cotton towel slowly removed the water droplets on his body, the boy arched his body, the curve of his back extended all the way to his butt..."

"Stop!" I interrupted him, "What are you doing?"

He curled up his mouth, still leaning against the door frame with his head down, flipping through his phone, "I was just talking about it, I saw it."

"Zhenmingzhen R18 Bathroom Play Late Night Series?"

"Bingo~" he chuckled.

"...my brother..."

"ask."

"Did you pick me up just now?"

"Hahahaha young man, are you afraid?"

I am silent.

For the first time, I, a man from the Northeast, felt that it was so scary to stay in a bathroom with a man.

Putting on my pajamas, I went straight to the outer bed.

It's been five days, and this is the first time I've slept on this bed of my own.

After brushing his teeth and drinking water, he went back to the back room.

"Mengmeng..."

"What the hell, fuck me..."

"When are we going home?"

"Anytime, but how do you book a ticket? Is your ID still valid?"

"can……"

"Why? Aren't you dead?"

"My brother can take care of these things. Just suppress my death information and not record it in the file."

"Your tall and white brother with glasses? He's not your real brother, right?"

"kindness……"

"Is that Xuan or Rong your family?"

Suddenly there was no movement from him.

There is a wall between us, he sleeps in the bedroom of the suite and I sleep in another bed in the living room.

The bedroom door was open, and I could hear his words clearly, but I couldn't see his expression.

I thought he was asleep, but after a while he suddenly spoke.

"Meng, what are you eating tomorrow morning..."

"...anything is fine"

Then I thought he must have fallen asleep.

The window on my side is open, and the moonlight shines on my quilt through the gap in the curtain.

Lie down, take a deep breath, close your eyes, and your consciousness begins to sink.

Just when I thought I was about to fall asleep, the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded in my ears.

With a wry smile in my heart, according to my pissing nature, this place is probably some kind of illusion.

Too many things have happened, so I have experienced a lot of experience and I am extremely calm.

I was sleepy and didn't want to open my eyes until I felt the cuffs on my wrists soaked.

I got up and found myself lying by a stream.

Looking around, the building is simple and simple, like the backyard of a certain family.

The yard is huge, and the creek bends and extends into a bamboo forest. Looking back, there is a big house behind.

There is no sign of stone masonry in this house at all, even the stairs are carved with wood.

Unlike the grand mansions in ancient towns, this wooden mansion is hidden in the forest, but it has a different kind of elegance and style.

I stood up, intending to turn around, but at this moment, there were two thuds behind me.

It was very soft, like someone was knocking something, trying to get my attention.

Turning around, a person really appeared on the long corridor where there was no one just now.

The man was lazily lying on his side on the corridor, resting his head on one hand and holding a cigarette pipe in the other.Obviously, the sound just now was that he tapped the floor of the corridor with his pipe.

He was only wearing a finely embroidered dress, and his long white legs protruded wantonly from the silk and satin.

The string of red lanterns on the corridor were all extinguished the moment I turned around and saw him. The silver moonlight hit the corridor, making him look thinner.

"It's Xuan." I stepped forward.

He lowered his eyes slightly, indicating that I could sit next to him.

Sitting on the wooden promenade, you can have a panoramic view of every plant and tree in the courtyard, and the moonlight illuminates every corner of the courtyard generously.

"Did you call me here?" I asked Xuan.

The loose Chinese dress slid off, revealing half of the shoulders and collarbone.He pulled up the neckline indifferently, "You came to find me yourself."

"I'm looking for you?" I was surprised, "I just slept in the hotel."

"Your subconscious mind has questions for me," he said.

I admitted, "Yes, I won't tell me honestly, so will you answer it for me?"

"Depends on your mood." He chuckled and sat up straight.

The author has something to say:

Restore the historical facts, why Rong was framed by his own brother and imprisoned!

one night.

Errong: ╰(*°▽°*)╯ sleeps you paralyzed, get up and hey!

I: (___)zzzzZZZZ

The next day.

Errong: ╰(*°▽°*)╯ sleeps you paralyzed, get up and hey!

I: (___)zzzzZZZZZ

On the third day

Errong: ╰(*°▽°*)╯ sleeps you paralyzed, get up and hey!

I: (⊙v⊙)

... It's Rong, pawn.