man god man god you lost a boyfriend

Liang Boya's words contained too much information, and Song Ziqi suddenly felt ill.

His mind went blank for an instant, and he couldn't turn at all.

After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, and stared blankly at Liang Boya: "...What do you mean?"

Liang Boya lowered his eyes halfway, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the next moment, he put his hand into Song Ziqi's skirt.

Song Ziqi shuddered instantly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Liang Boya's hand has distinct joints, slender fingers, and warm palm.

Song Ziqi's breathing became more and more rapid, he couldn't help but buried his face in Liang Boya's shoulder, and sprayed his scorching breath on Liang Boya's neck.

Song Ziqi's breath made Liang Boya's fair neck gradually dyed crimson. Looking at Liang Boya's red neck and earlobes, Song Ziqi couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick Liang Boya's ruddy earlobe.

Liang Boya trembled instantly, and her earlobes became even redder, almost crimson.

In a trance, Song Ziqi couldn't help thinking proudly that he seemed to have gotten a sensitive point of a male god...

Maybe it was because the person in front of him was the male god he had been dreaming of for a long time, Song Ziqi quickly let it out.

Song Ziqi leaned against the wall weakly, slowly calming down his shortness of breath.

Liang Boya withdrew his hand from under the skirt, Song Ziqi looked at the suspicious liquid on the male god's palm, his face flushed red.

——The male god actually helped him fight, fly, and plane!

After recovering from his senses, Song Ziqi felt bad all of a sudden!

male!god!Home!Of course!help!he!beat!fly!machine!up!

Song Ziqi's face turned red, and he suddenly didn't dare to look directly at Liang Boya, his eyes wandered.

But Liang Boya lowered his head, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out two, and handed one of them to Song Ziqi.

Only then did Song Ziqi realize that his palms were still stained with the male god's liquid... This realization made him feel ashamed and his face instantly flushed red. Although he was very active just now, he It's just that when his brain was hot, he subconsciously acted. When he calmed down, recalling his actions just now, he was suddenly extremely embarrassed.

The moment he took the tissue from Liang Boya, Song Ziqi accidentally touched Liang Boya's hand, his hand trembled, and the tissue fell to the ground in an instant.

Song Ziqi suddenly became even more embarrassed. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the tissue, Liang Boya suddenly grabbed his hand and wiped his palm with the tissue in his hand.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes, and seriously wiped the hands of the two of them clean. He gently wiped every finger, palm and seam of the hands.

Song Ziqi was instantly flattered by this long-lost tenderness. After Liang Boya lowered his head and carefully wiped the hands of the two people, he asked with some difficulty: "God, what did you mean just now? Is that what I thought it meant?" ?”

Liang Boya looked at him with half-lidded eyelids and trembling eyelashes, her voice was slightly hoarse: "... What do you think?"

Song Ziqi looked blank: "I don't know..."

Song Ziqi felt that maybe the male god would help him with that, but he felt embarrassed and wanted to reciprocate?

Although this has never happened in their dormitory, it seems normal for boys to help each other masturbate?

Liang Boya looked at him with deep and dark eyes: "In your heart, am I such a casual person?"

Song Ziqi was at a loss for words for a moment. He really thought that Liang Boya just wanted to "reciprocate courtesy"... After all, he didn't dare to have that kind of extravagant hope.

Looking at the bright expression on Song Ziqi's face, Liang Boya sighed, and he stretched out a finger to tap Song Ziqi's forehead: "That's what you think."

Song Ziqi's eyes widened instantly. What did he mean?

...Is that what he meant!

Just when Song Ziqi opened his mouth to ask, Song Xueying's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Brother? Brother! Where are you?"

Song Ziqi choked back the words already in his throat, and then he suddenly remembered that he was still backstage at Z stage, and there was still a large group of people rehearsing outside, and Song Xueying and her friends were still waiting for him.

Song Ziqi suddenly came back to his senses, although he felt aggrieved by being interrupted in the conversation with the male god, but he knew that if he didn't go out, Song Xueying would be looking for him all over the backstage, when Song Xueying found out that he and Liang Boya were sneaking around I don't know what I'm doing hiding in this small dark room, and I'm sure something big will happen.

Song Ziqi hurriedly turned around and prepared to open the door to go out. Before opening the door, he glanced at Liang Boya and said hesitantly, "Shall we chat on WeChat?"

Liang Boya nodded. He looked at Song Ziqi with deep eyes, and then pointed to the corner of his lips.

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya's reddish and moist lips, and was instantly distracted. He thought Liang Boya was asking for a "farewell" kiss, so he foolishly leaned forward and kissed Liang Boya.

After being kissed by Song Ziqi, Liang Boya paused, but he didn't push Song Ziqi away. After Song Ziqi backed away blushing, he stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers, and gently wiped away the saliva from the corner of Song Ziqi's mouth. trace.

Song Ziqi blushed instantly and exploded.

Fuck!It turned out that the male god was just telling him to wipe the drool off his mouth!

He thought the male god was asking for a kiss!

Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

Song Ziqi was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. He quickly opened the door with his head down and blushing face, and rushed out in a hurry.

Liang Boya was left standing alone in a small room where the ambiguous atmosphere had not completely dissipated. He stared fixedly at the back of Song Ziqi who disappeared like a wind. After a long while, he touched the corner of his mouth and smiled softly. Voice.

Song Xueying searched for Song Ziqi for a long time before finally seeing Song Ziqi walking towards her with his head down.

After searching for Song Ziqi for a long time, Song Xueying couldn't help complaining: "Brother, where did you go just now? I've been looking for you for a long time. I almost thought you were lost!"

Song Ziqi thought silently, although the backstage is big, the kindergarten children won't get lost here, right? !

"Wait, brother, why is your face so red? Have a fever?" Song Xueying suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Song Ziqi, and hurriedly approached Song Ziqi, "Your face is abnormally red, and you are sweating so much, shouldn't it be Do you really have a fever?"

Song Ziqi was startled, and he shook his head guiltily: "How, how is it possible, I just went to the toilet and ran back and forth, it's sweat from exercise!"

Song Xueying gave him a suspicious look, but now that the rehearsal was important, she didn't think too much about it, and dragged Song Ziqi towards the rehearsal place of the drama club.

Song Ziqi didn't have many lines or scenes, and after going through the cutscenes once, he was let go.

In the evening Song Ziqi went to tutor Ye Zhongya again. Before class, Ye Zhongya winked at Song Ziqi and said to him with a smile, "My brother will be back next week, it's my birthday."

Seeing Ye Zhongya's face asking for credit, Song Ziqi smiled. He knew that Ye Zhongya called Liang Boya today and told Liang Boya to go back that day, so he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Ye Zhongya's hairy head: "Got it."

Although Song Ziqi didn't understand why Ye Zhongya seemed to be helping him, he liked this young boy quite a bit, but he hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you helping me?"

Ye Zhongya blinked, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Because you look good."

Song Ziqi: "..." Is it that simple?What a joke.Seeing Song Ziqi's expression of disbelief, Ye Zhongya tilted her head: "You don't believe it?"

Song Ziqi reminded him expressionlessly: "Jiang Xinyue... is your brother's green plum, she is also very pretty, why don't you help her?"

Ye Zhongya shook her head, and said in an old-fashioned tone: "Didn't I say it before, because she is very smart."

Song Ziqi: "..."

Is this turning a corner and calling him stupid again?

Ye Zhongya looked at Song Ziqi's glaring spitting expression, and said seriously: "She and my brother are the same kind of people, both are smart, but getting along with her is really tiring, you will never see that she is What's she thinking, if you want to know what she's thinking, you always have to watch and guess, and you can't figure it out... My brother is like this, if he finds another one who is the same, how tiring it is for two people to be together. "

Song Ziqi frowned, what Ye Zhongya said... seemed quite reasonable?Anyway, he often doesn't understand what the male god is thinking.

"You are different. Whatever you complain about in your heart, you have the expression on your face. You can see it at a glance. It's very easy when I'm with you." Ye Zhongya tilted her head, "In other words, what is this called? ... seven emotions on the face."

Song Ziqi: "..."

So this guy is really turning a corner and saying that he is stupid and has no depth!

Song Ziqi rubbed his face, and Ye Zhongya's words were true...he really had whatever he thought in his heart, it would show on his face naturally, and he couldn't hide it at all.

There is no way, these are all subconscious. When he was in elementary school, the head teacher gave him a comment of "too expressive".In other words, he is a man qaq with a bullet screen on his face.

...I'm really sorry for the lack of depth!

Song Ziqi gritted his teeth secretly, and grinned at Ye Zhongya: "But, I'm a man, do you know what you're doing?" You're trying to win over your brother!relative!

Ye Zhongya blinked her eyes: "Of course I know you are a man, but since my brother likes you, why should I care about men and women?"

Song Ziqi also blinked: "Wait, you seem to have said something very informative just now?"

Ye Zhongya went on to say: "I have liked something since I was a child. My brother has never stopped me, he has always supported me. Most of the posters in my room were bought by my brother. Having this Miss Pao pillow was also a birthday present from my brother last year... Now it's my turn to support my brother!"

Song Ziqi was immediately deeply moved by this brotherhood, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Wait, why did you just say that your brother likes me?"

Ye Zhongya looked surprised: "Don't you know?" Song Ziqi twitched his fingers. He still can't believe what happened today...

Ye Zhongya chuckled: "The way my brother looks at you is different from when he looks at others, at least I've never seen him look at others with that kind of eyes before... even Sister Xinyue, who grew up with my brother's childhood sweetheart. , My brother looks at her in the same way as he looks at his other friends."

Song Ziqi's little heart suddenly jumped wildly, as if there was a surge of heat, he couldn't help but stammered and asked, "What, what kind of eyes, eyes?"

Ye Zhongya frowned and thought for a while: "The eyes are very contradictory and complicated. Sometimes they seem to like them very much, sometimes they seem to be very indifferent, sometimes they seem to be very gentle, and sometimes they seem to want to beat you up... ...This is probably the legendary love and hate, love and hate intertwined, right?"

Song Ziqi: "..."

Thinking about it seriously, Liang Boya's attitude towards him is indeed hot and cold, erratic...

Song Ziqi was in a daze for a while, and asked Ye Zhongya, "When did you find out?"

Ye Zhongya dragged her chin, tilted her head and said, "I found out from the beginning."

After returning to the dormitory, Song Ziqi turned on the computer and browsed station b for a long time. Although his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, Ye Zhongya's words tonight were still hovering in his mind.

Sure enough, Liang Boya recognized him from the very beginning, but he always foolishly thought that Liang Boya didn't see it.

...he is so stupid that there is no cure!

Song Ziqi slammed his face on the keyboard for a minute with a depressed face.

After smashing the keyboard with his face, Song Ziqi touched his hot face, he felt that he would be too excited to sleep tonight.

Thinking of what he and Liang Boya did in that small dark room during the day, Song Ziqi almost flew off the ground.

Song Ziqi counted the time with his fingers, and now Liang Boya should have returned to the dormitory, well, he should be very free at the moment.

Taking a sneaky look at the others in the dormitory, the eldest was playing games, Qi Liang was reading, and the third child was also playing games. Song Ziqi quietly climbed onto the bed with his mobile phone, rolled into the bed, and wrapped himself in spring rolls Opened WeChat.

Song Ziqi thought about it for a long time, and sent Liang Boya a sentence: God, what did you mean by that sentence today?

After sending the message, Song Ziqi held the phone and waited tremblingly for the male god's reply.

After a while, Song Ziqi received Liang Boya's reply, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly... It's a pity that it's not a voice, but a text message: It's what you think.

Song Ziqi couldn't help biting the corner of the quilt in confusion. After a minute, he typed carefully and replied: So, male god, do you still need a boyfriend now?

After posting, Song Ziqi's little heart started beating wildly.

According to his understanding, he and Liang Boya should be in a happy state now, right?

But he was afraid that he might be wrong.

After a while, Liang Boya replied: No shortage.

Song Ziqi's heart sank suddenly.

...Sure enough, did he get the wrong idea qaq?

But the next moment, Liang Boya sent another message: I already have a boyfriend.

At this moment, Song Ziqi deeply experienced the ups and downs of his heart when riding a roller coaster in an amusement park.

Song Ziqi cautiously replied: ... who qaq?

After a while, Liang Boya replied: You are an idiot.

Song Ziqi: "..."

Looking at Liang Boya's reply, he felt like a little cat was scratching around with its fluffy paws.

But Song Ziqi didn't dare to let go of Liang Boya's confession.

So he continued typing with trembling paws: Who is that idiot qaq?

This time, Liang Boya sent a voice message.

Song Ziqi poked his heart a little nervously.

Liang Boya's voice was gentle and low, with a slight hoarseness, as if it sounded in his ears: "Good night, idiot."

Listening to the male god's slightly doting tone, Song Ziqi's ears and heart fell instantly.

Song Ziqi was so excited that he rolled over on the bed wrapped in sheets several times. After finally calming down, he carefully typed back to Liang Boya: God, so are we together now qaq?

While Song Ziqi was anxiously waiting for Liang Boya's reply, Liang Boya's call suddenly came.

Song Ziqi didn't dare to answer Liang Boya's call from under the covers, after all, there were still several other people in the dormitory, so he quickly rolled out of bed and staggered towards the toilet.

After silently closing the balcony door and the toilet door, and confirming the double defense, Song Ziqi quickly answered Liang Boya's call.

Liang Boya's gentle and deep voice sounded: "Why is it taking so long?"

Song Ziqi lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "My roommates are all in the dormitory, so I ran to the toilet to answer the phone, ahem, don't care about such details... that male god, we are together now What?"

Liang Boya chuckled lightly, and after a while, he said lightly, "...um."

Song Ziqi said blankly: "Male god, I always feel that I am not at ease now, I feel like I am dreaming, do you think I will wake up tomorrow and find that all this is actually just a dream?"

Liang Boya said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You can pinch your thigh to see if it hurts."

Song Ziqi nodded, and after he finished nodding, he remembered that Liang Boya on the other end of the phone couldn't see him nodding, so he obediently said "oh", stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh fiercely.

"Ow~"

"……What's wrong?"

"It hurts qaq!"

Liang Boya laughed softly, as if there was a small sound coming from the phone, making Song Ziqi's eardrums itch: "So you know, this is not a dream, right?"

Song Ziqi nodded blankly. After he finished nodding, he remembered that Liang Boya on the other end of the phone couldn't see him nodding, so he replied silently: "...I got it qaq."

"So we're really together?"

Song Ziqi asked again with some uncertainty.

Liang Boya hummed.

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Song Ziqi was so excited that he wanted to roll around on the spot for a few times, until the boss's loud voice came from outside the door: "Ziqi! Why have you been away for so long? Constipated? Fell into the toilet pit? Come out quickly! I can't hold it anymore !"

Song Ziqi was startled, the phone almost fell into the pit of the toilet, fortunately he held the phone steady, and quickly whispered to Liang Boya on the other side of the phone: "Good night, god."

"Good night, idiot."

Liang Boya said softly in a gentle and deep voice.

Song Ziqi was immediately slapped in the face by Su, and his legs were softened by Su.

Until Song Ziqi pushed open the toilet door to go out, his legs were still shaking slightly, which happened to coincide with the image of constipation squatting for a long time.

The boss didn't doubt him, took a look at Song Ziqi and rushed into the toilet. After the door closed with a "bang", there was the sound of splashing water.

Song Ziqi silently crawled back to his bed, his heart was beating non-stop, as if someone had thrown him into a pan of oil, it was scalding hot and restless.

Song Ziqi wrapped himself in a sheet and rolled around for several times, then took out his phone and checked Weibo.

Recently, every day when he goes online, he can see the small octopus balls and the Chinese pastoral cat showing their affection. Every time he opens Weibo, he will be shown by the dog-boy couple. Every time he opens Weibo, he will be blinded by the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

And now, Song Ziqi finally doesn't have to worry that his single dog will be bored to death by this pair of dogs sooner or later!

Because he also left the group with honor!

Octopus Maruko: If you do it well, you will be imprisoned for life.Forbidden to atone for the consciousness? //Chinese pastoral cat: I sang a song "Love Judge" with my wife, I am willing to be imprisoned by you for a lifetime of octopus balls

Song Ziqi: "..."

Fuck!This pair of dogs and men!

Show affection every day and show tricks!Titanium alloy dog ​​eyes are about to be blinded!

Song Ziqi silently clicked on the comments on Weibo that day, and the CP fans clapped and applauded, screaming that the official candy was blown into fireworks.

Of course, except for a small number of cp fans who really think that they are two-dimensional and three-dimensional together, most cp fans still think that they are just good friends. After all, the two parties have never seriously announced their relationship. together.

Even Song Ziqi wasn't sure if Qi Liang and Chen Lang were really together, or if Qi Liang was just cooperating with Chen Lang to sell rot.

While scrolling through Weibo, Song Ziqi suddenly came across the Weibo posted by Liang Boya a few minutes ago.

Giving wine in white clothes: Good night, go to bed early^_^.

Song Ziqi's little heart jumped up suddenly, and he clicked on the comment under that Weibo to see——

Sending vinegar in white clothes: The male god in white clothes sent good night and kaomoji again!I seem to be in a good mood!Could it be that he got back together with that girl? ! !

Delivering tea in white clothes: The male god in white clothes is so gentle and gentle!Does the male god in white really have a girlfriend qaq? !

Giving sugar in white clothes: So suspicious!The male god in white has not posted on Weibo recently and even deleted Weibo!In the past few days, I suddenly started to launch Weibo diligently!Sure enough, broke the ice with the girl and got back together again? !

Send sauce in white clothes: I am a new fan of the male god in white clothes. May I ask what happened to that girl?What happened to deleting Weibo before?What about compounding?Does the male god in white really have a girlfriend?Wait online!urgent!

……

Song Ziqi chuckled, the man in white, Shenmu, has a girlfriend!

But he already has a boyfriend!