My past life was a fan of all men

Walking down the stairs of the dormitory, the golden scales of the sun shone on the faces of the four of them. After three days of military training, the four of them were no longer as white as snow, as white as jade, and the facial features on their dark faces were still unique. Like the finely crafted jade in the rough, the shimmering pupils are full of stars, the eyebrows are trimmed and the eyes are clear, the nose is as straight as a peak, and the unique facial features are sharp and breathtaking.

(ps: Except for Zheng Dangan... tens of thousands of crows flew over their foreheads accompanied by the chilling wind.)

The four strided forward with windbreakers on their legs and floated to the teaching ground. They raised their eyes to look into the depths of the teaching ground, and suddenly frowned. They always felt that something was weird, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

A voice came from a distance: "Mo Lang, we are here!"

Mo Lang looked sideways and saw that Xing Chen was standing in the phalanx waving at him, and then he stretched out his slender arms to surpass Xing Chen and waved, and then walked slowly towards the direction where Xing Chen was standing.

"Have you noticed?" Xing Chen raised his eyebrows, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

"What?" Sun Ran frowned and said.

After blinking, Xingchen pulled a deep smile on the corner of his mouth, "Girls, didn't you realize that all the students who came to the military training at the Dajiao Field today are all men and no girls?"

After some jokes from Xing Chen, Mo Lang slightly raised his eyelids and stretched his gaze to look around the teaching ground. There really wasn't a single girl...

"Tell me, why did the instructor tell us boys to wear short T-shorts last night?" Zheng Dan said meaningfully, daring to scratch his hair.

He paused, the brilliance in his eyes became more and more dazzling, the scorching flash was like a shimmering silver beach under the noon sun, and thousands of stars converged into a dazzling and endless galaxy.The smile on the corner of his mouth became a little provocative, "Could it be that today is a day off, the girls are all going shopping, and we boys are free to move around today?!"

"Stupid!" Murong Zhenghua suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Zheng Dangan on the back of the head, "If we were free activities, we wouldn't have ordered us to wear short military uniforms!"

Zheng Dan dared to cast a cold glance at Murong Zhenghua, looking at Murong Zhenghua's eyes that were frozen three feet from the ice, and immediately shuddered all by himself, and hurriedly pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Yeah, actually, I just said It’s a cold joke, just to make everyone laugh out loud.”

Murong Zhenghua: "I don't think so..." After finishing speaking, he walked up to Zheng Dangan's side, and said two words with great disdain, "Dirty!"

Zheng Dan dared to pull a sullen face, staring blankly at Murong Zhenghua's receding back with a pair of watery eyes, without saying a word, his slightly raised head was buried in his chest, and he could feel the boundless loneliness Like the waves on the sea, little by little, they rolled towards him one by one.

"Okay." Mo Lang reached out and patted Zheng Dangan on the shoulder, and said calmly: "We all know what kind of person he is, and his temperament is just like this, just bear it." .”

Zheng Dangan immediately raised his head and smiled, and said lightly, "I don't care."

About 10 minutes later, all the male students in the class had arrived, and the sports committee asked the students to line up before the instructor came.

"Hello, students!" Tan Cheng's thick voice came from behind the students.

"Hello instructor!" Thirty male students shouted in unison.

"Didn't you eat milk in the morning?" Tan Cheng sternly straightened his face and scolded them loudly. Under the military cap, Tan Cheng became more and more heroic, and his seriousness was more frightening than any instructor in the military academy.

"Good morning instructor!"

"Good morning instructor!"

"Good morning instructor!"

The sound waves overlapped one after another...

Thirty male students screamed out all the strength they had accumulated from eating supper last night, and the tiny blue veins on their long and thin necks protruded one by one.The shouts echoed in the large teaching field, attracting the instructors of the other classes to look sideways.

"Well! This time is good!" Tan Cheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, and walked slowly in the square formation, "Do you know why only your boys are in the teaching ground today, and there are no girls?"

Everyone whispered and bit their ears, but they couldn't discuss the reason.

"Silence!" Tan Cheng frowned and yelled at them, "Look at you, you messed up with a small thing, now you are in military training, you have to be like a soldier, 'Taishan collapses in front of you and don't mess up'. We can't encounter small incidents and cause chaos, the future of the motherland depends on us to protect and defend it together."

Listening to Tan Cheng's words, Mo Lang nodded thoughtfully.Defending the motherland is a duty bound by patriots. As a soldier, the shroud of horse leather is never afraid.There was a gleam of light in his ink-like eyes.

"If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it, and the strong man wrapped in horse leather will die." This is Guo Yulei's mantra that often hangs on his lips. Whenever he said this sentence resolutely, Mo Lang would always come close On the side, I personally combed his black hair with a wooden comb, and put on a wrought blue cloak for him. It was difficult to say goodbye when I left, and I left Yangguan in the west without acquaintance.

Holding a jug of adult wine in hand, pour a bowl of celebration wine for the king, hoping that the general will return to the court in triumph as soon as possible.

Thousands of years ago, when the cinnamon fragrance was flying outside the "Liangcheng" and the drizzle was hazy, Mo Lang wore a green shirt fluttering and held a green flute, playing a song "Farewell" for you.

"The wind blows the willow catkins and the moon is shining, and the willow branches are at the ends of the bones. I hope you will drink freely and never look back."

"The crabapple on the railing is fat at night, the bully is cold, and the passenger ship is smoky and mighty, and you will not return."

"In the depths of Loulan, the brocade book arrives in the night rain, and I don't expect the king's carp to return it, so I treasure ten thousand taels of gold."

He stepped on the stirrup with one foot, sat on the saddle, stretched out his thick arm, and grabbed the rein tightly. The bloody bloody BMW leaned back, and its two front hooves flew into the air, making a long neigh that made people think full of memories.

Mo Lang stood in the ten-mile long pavilion, turned his back, his eyes were red with tears like a flood bursting a bank, he held a green flute in his hand, and held it horizontally with his lips sticking to the edge of the flute. His bony fingers flicked up and down on the flute like flowing water.

The song "Farewell" caused countless soldiers and soldiers waiting outside the long pavilion to have hot eyes and tears, and they frequently raised the skirts in their hands to wipe the crystal tears pouring out of their eyes.

Horseshoes flew away one after another, the crimson military flag with the word "Guo" swayed and fluttered in the wind, and hundreds of thousands of legions waved their troops and pointed directly at the border gate of Xishan.

After playing the song, Mo Lang stood in the long pavilion with his hands behind his back, his waist-length black hair was blown by the gentle breeze, his eyes were hazy with tears and he dared not look at his back riding away...

That person, thousands of miles away.

That person, thousands of years ago.

"Our task today is to wrestle." Mo Lang was brought back to modern times by Tan Cheng's arrogant and rough words. He was in a daze for a long time, and the red tears in the corners of his eyes fell down disobediently.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

After changing positions, Sun Ran stood by Mo Lang's side, seeing Mo Lang crying for no reason, feeling quite puzzled, when Tan Cheng was not paying attention, Sun Ran stretched out his hand and patted Mo Lang's shoulder.

"Oh, it's okay." Mo Lang stretched out his slender fingers to wipe away the crystal tears from the corners of his eyes, then pursed his lips and smiled casually, "Maybe the wind and sand got into his eyes."

"Then instructor, where are the other girls? What did they go for? Did they go shopping?" Xing Chen, who was used to being loose, suddenly said this.

Tan Cheng turned sideways, looked deeply at Xingchen, who was standing far away, and said lightly, "All the female students have gone to the swimming pool in the military academy. Today they are studying swimming. .”

The straight men in the class swallowed their saliva one after another, some were a little obscene, their eyes were gloomy, their eyes were full of red hearts, their lusts were overflowing...

"I'll go! Wouldn't it be possible to see them wearing bikinis... I don't even know what the girls in our class look like. They usually wear school uniforms, so you can't see their curves at all!"

"Yes! I really want to see if they are all bulging forward and backward, with an "s" shape, they look very eye-catching!"

Zheng Dan who was on the side dared to say in his mouth: "It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, is it possible that a sow can still see an international star? They are all airports and washboards... Fortunately, I am Broken back, if you see it, you have to go back and wash your eyes, for fear of a needle eye!"

"Huh!" Tan Cheng snorted loudly, and then the cool and handsome guy shouted, "Everyone listen to my order and take off your shirt for me."

Nearly [-] male students and [-] instructors in the teaching hall brushed together and stretched out their hands to take off the short blue T-shirts on their upper bodies. Cheng, Mo Lang, Sun Ran, and Murong Zhenghua are all handsome guys at the hall level, so I won't say more about the difficult ones, such as Zheng Dangan.

Under the scorching sun, nearly 500 boys are bare-chested. You can see their broad shoulders and thick backs. If you look closely, you can also see their strong or trembling pectoral muscles, and the eight bumps on their lower abdomen. I want to reach out and touch it, the flesh must be very elastic!

Mo Lang is the kind of boy who looks thin when he is dressed, but muscular when he takes off his clothes. He is tall and long, and his muscular upper body doesn't look out of line at all. Tan Cheng has known this for a long time. Since his last birthday, Mo Lang Lang was stripped naked by the edge of the clear pool. Although he didn't look at it openly and openly, he also sneaked a few glances from the corner of his eyes.

Male hormones come like a rising tide, and they are extremely surging, mighty, and splashing in all directions.

"Wow! Mo Lang, I didn't expect you to be so fit. You can't tell by wearing clothes that you are full of muscles. Your masculine charm is soaring!" Zheng Dan dared to stare with eyes the size of longan He stared fixedly at the two conspicuous mermaid lines between Mo Lang's crotch for a long time, his eyes were full of lightning, and he couldn't bear to look away.

He put his hand on Mo Lang's shoulder, wanting to exchange some pleasantries, but was stopped by Sun Ran who was standing aside. "What do you want to do? Do you want to be salty?" Sun Ran's clear eyes flashed a glare of darkness, fiercely wanting to cut Zheng Dan's body to pieces.

Murong Zhenghua stood in the last row and looked towards Mo Lang. He didn't know what he was thinking, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. His meaningful smile was like a snowstorm in the cold winter months. , The bare dead wood and dry branches in the yard were ruthlessly uprooted.

Sun Ran glanced at it unintentionally, and unexpectedly found that Murong Zhenghua's fixed eyes on Mo Lang seemed different from the way he looked at other students. They seemed to be gentler than ever, like refreshing spring water flowing through several months of dryness. Broken dry fields, so desire, dissatisfaction.

"Could it be that he likes Mo Lang too?!"

Sun Ran turned around, stared at Mo Lang standing on his right with a pair of eyes that were as clear as the moon in the water, and thought to himself, "What kind of person are you, is it possible that every man who meets you will fall in love with you? "

"I am."

"Zheng Dan dares to be like this."

"The instructor is like this..."

"Could it be that even Murong Zhenghua, who is the most perverse and unpredictable in the class, has been deeply attracted to you and can't extricate himself?" Dumbfounded, "What about you? Who do you like?"

When Mo Lang heard Sun Ran ask him who he likes, his eyebrows that slanted into his temples suddenly frowned into the word Chuan, how much love, hatred and parting sorrow are deeply locked in the eyebrows of the word Chuan, not to mention how many leaves fall in the autumn wind, how many clusters of flowers fall in the night rain.