After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, my straight man design collapsed

In the foggy city in the evening, the heat wave clings to the ground, wrapping people's bodies in a layer of heat.

It's hot and dry, warming up the summer in Fog City in advance.

The hands of the two had already parted ways, but their footsteps remained in unison from the beginning to the end.

The long legs stepped on the heat wave, shuttled through the crowded crowd, from the narrow alley to the crowded pedestrian street.

The bastard who was chasing after him also decided to give up because he was tired from running.

Jun Mo glanced back to make sure that no one was following her, so she stopped.

"Okay, it should be safe."

Sheng Ru also looked back and exhaled.

It happened that an old woman next to her was handing out a thick stack of fans, and Sheng Ru took it without looking carefully.

He also took two of them very thoughtfully, and handed one to Jun Mo.

Jun Mo didn't look at it carefully, took the fan and walked to the bench to rest and sat down before noticing the words on the fan.

Men's pain, men's unspeakable secrets, infertility comes...

Jun Mo turned to look at Sheng Ru with her fan in hand.

Sheng Ru: "I, pick it up casually."

Jun Mo nodded.

"oh, I know--"

He said he knew it, but when he reached the third intersection, he stood still, raised his hand and pointed at the building across the road with a fan.

"The hospital you saw just now is there."

"I really picked it up."

"I just pointed at me, I didn't misunderstand you!"

You don't look like this at all!

The bed in Yan Xueyi's house was broken by Jun Mo and Sheng Ru. Although it was not serious, it would take some time to find a reliable carpenter to repair it.

In addition, there were family matters to deal with, and the two of them couldn't go to Yan Xueyi's house to bother them anymore, so they simply found a hotel near Yan Xueyi's house to stay.

Jun Mo: "Talk carefully, Sheng Ru and I are staying in the hotel, so we won't be going back tonight."

Yan Xueyi: "Aren't you coming back for dinner? We're done talking, and that little bastard is fine. After being beaten up by me and then reformed again, his admiration for me is like the waters of the Jialing River, talking endlessly!"

Yan Xueyi: "Don't tell me, it feels good to have an older brother who keeps calling behind me. Although he annoyed me before, he seems to be more pleasing to the eye now."

Yan Xueyi; [How about it, are you jealous that I have a younger brother? 】

When Yan Xueyi was talking about family matters, Jun Mo was already taking a shower in the bathroom.

When you come out, pick up your phone.

"Go and wash, I've done it."

Sheng Ru picked up the underpants bought in the supermarket near the hotel and went in, his eyes swept across Jun Mo's bare upper body.

When closing the bathroom door, he leaned against the door and took a deep breath, but the turmoil in his heart still couldn't be calmed down.

How could this person be so stingy that he only bought a pair of underwear without pajamas? Pants and shorts, not even a top.

Tonight, I absolutely can't sleep in the same bed, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control it and cross the line and scare him.

At this time, Jun Mo outside the bathroom swept away Yan Xueyi's nagging.

Jun Mo: "I'm not envious. I have a 19-year-old grandson. Everything else is good, but he loves to talk."

After switching back to the message, the magazine also sent a message.

The manuscript he sent this time was selected by the editor-in-chief to be published in the C position of the magazine, and it was synchronized with the electronic journal.

The sales data of physical magazines is not yet available, but the subscriptions and hits of electronic journals are real-time.

It is the best data ever since Jun Mo wrote a manuscript for the magazine, and it is also the one he feels most sincerely.

The state of mind of a poor but self-improving young man is vividly written, giving readers a strong sense of substitution.

As a result, the editor-in-chief has a theme for the next issue of the magazine, and interviews those outstanding young talents from poor backgrounds, using their deeds as examples and encouragement for young people.

The hotel has many rooms, but Jun Mo asked for a standard room in order to save money.

Although he would not be reluctant to give Sheng Ruhua, but he would never spend three hundred if he could spend one hundred and fifty.

This is the second principle of his landlord friendship!

One of the principles is not to let Sheng Ru spend a penny in Wucheng.

At night, before Sheng Ru came out after washing, Jun Mo touched the quilt of Sheng Ru's bed to make sure it wasn't wet, and then lay down on his own bed.

Although it is not the first time sharing the same bed, but the experience of Yamamoto's birthday in Jincheng last time made him feel strange emotions fluctuating in his heart.

It even made him doubt his orientation for a while.

This kind of anxiety is very uncomfortable, and I don't want it to happen again.

He didn't want to ruin the brotherhood between him and Sheng Ruo because of those dirty thoughts in his mind.

He must protect this layer of paper.

In many cases, no matter how good a friend is, the moment of confession, this friendship ceases to exist, and may even be rejected and disgusted by the other party.

Jun Mo has seen this kind of thing no less than three times in high school.

I don't want this kind of thing to happen between him and Sheng Ruo.

While he was lying on the bed and swiping his phone, Sheng Ru came out of the bathroom in his underpants.

The hotel's bath towel was very long, but it didn't look so wide around his neck.

One end rested on his firm and plump chest muscles, and the other end was held in his hands and he was randomly wiping his hair. That noble and beautiful face became cleaner and brighter after the bath.

Especially the water droplets that have not been wiped off are hanging on the body, and the unfallen ones are hanging on the texture lines, along the mermaid line...

Jun Mo's eyes widened, and only then did he realize that he was looking at something he shouldn't be looking at.

He quickly looked down at the phone.

"What are you looking at?"

Sheng Ru sat on the edge of his bed, raised his hand and wiped it randomly a few times, letting the towel hang around his neck.

Get close, and the aroma of shower gel.

It was also a faint lavender scent, but not as good as the bottle of perfume he gave.

It's strange, the same bottle of shower gel I washed myself, why didn't I smell anything when I washed it, but now it has become so strong...

"No, just use Douyin to watch social news."

Jun Mo handed the phone to Sheng Ru to watch, but he accidentally touched the screen with his hand, and the video slid down.

The screen happened to be a video of a little brother wearing a white shirt, water dripping from top to bottom, and his protruding Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Although he didn't show his face, he was full of hormones.

Sheng Ru raised his eyelids with a dark face.

"Look again, what are you looking at?"

Jun Mo was also puzzled, took back his phone and looked at it, and immediately stuttered.

"No, no, no, I'm not. I really watched the social news just now. Look, it really is."

The video slides up, it really is a social news.

Sheng Ru took out his mobile phone and showed him the slides. Several slides in succession were related to medicine, as well as some social news and legal news.

"Why is my vibrato like this, but yours is like that?"

Before Jun Mo had time to explain, Sheng Ru had already put his hands on his side and pressed down, forcing Jun Mo to shrink down a bit.

"I remember Jun Lu said that it was easy to lie to feelings, but I didn't expect Jun Lu to be such a person, huh?"

His sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that the other party was making fun of himself with the video just now, but he couldn't argue with it.

"I... I didn't mean that, Sheng Ru, you got the point wrong."

With a push of Jun Mo's hand, it happened to rest on Sheng Ru's chest.

Sheng Ru didn't intend to let him go, and pressed down a little more.

"I remember you saying you are straight, and I remember a saint said that homophobic people are closeted, so you..."