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Feinan was completely killed by the word "as if".

Qi Cheng looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fei. There must be too many people, I really can't remember."

In fact, there was a reason why he avoided Feinan.

Last month, Feinan went out to socialize and drank too much, so he called Qi Cheng to pick him up in a car.Feinan's drinking quality was extremely poor. When he was drunk, he grabbed people and refused to let him go. He grumbled and opened his wet eyes, like a clingy golden retriever.

Qi Cheng failed to get rid of it, and Fei Nan was not bad looking, out of the mood of not sleeping in vain, the firewood was hot, lonely and widowed, and Fei Nan had a good night's sleep.He even taught Feinan a lesson because it was the first time that Feinan was not good enough to rely on brute force.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up, his boss looked at him seriously and wanted to fall in love with him.

He immediately rolled out of bed, put on his trousers and left.

Qi Cheng knew Feinan's character, he would not be careful when spending money, and he was a bit of a dandy, but he was not a bad person, stubborn, single-minded, and it must be "unfortunate" to be targeted by him.

But male humans are not worth it.

From then on, Qi Cheng lived a life of hiding in Tibet.

Feinan didn't understand, Qi Cheng was very active in hugging his neck when he was on the bed, he was reflected in his pupils overflowing with brilliance, the water vapor accumulated in his eyes, and when the love was strong, his soft waist arched, it was pitiful and emotional look.Such a person, how could he turn his face as soon as he said that he would turn his back on him, and put on his pants and leave without hesitation.

He gritted his molars and stared, not knowing what to say.

Qi Cheng laughed heartlessly: "What's wrong with staring at me so directly? Are you sincere?"

Feinan's ears were a little red, he asked Qi Cheng: "Can you try it?"

"Okay."

Feinan thought he heard it wrong, so he widened his eyes first, before the smile in his eyes widened, Qi Cheng lit the fire again, and said without hesitation: "For me, it means to try..."

"Try whatever you want, I won't watch it anyway."

When Qi Cheng came over just now, Nian Nian lost his temper a little bit, not at him, but because he thought his idea was wrong.

Qi Cheng thinks that Fu Jingmeng is too pure, which makes his method not very useful.

He suggested that Nian Nian should rely on purity to kill people.

From pure to pure.

The tactics are in place, but somewhat false.Nian Nian didn't know how he wanted to be pure.

"If you are like this, you often pretend to be careless, touch him once, and when he sees you, you will look at him blushing."

"Watching a horror movie with him, you must be very scared, and then you naturally get into his arms, for a good reason, men absolutely love this."

Nian Nian seems to understand a little bit.

After dinner in the evening, he took the initiative to help Fu Jingmeng clean up the dishes, but accidentally dropped the chopsticks at Fu Jingmeng's feet.Nian Nian felt that the opportunity had come.

He bent down, trying to pretend to stagger into Fu Jingmeng's arms while picking up the chopsticks.Unexpectedly, Fu Jingmeng also hurriedly got up to pick up the chopsticks, and when it was too late, Nian Nian bumped into his... crotch.

Fu Jingmeng gasped, his face turned blue visible to the naked eye.

Nian Nian was taken aback. He looked like a clay sculpture, holding a solitary chopstick in a gesture of surrender with both hands. If it was in the form of a cat, it would definitely explode on the spot.

Fu Jingmeng endured it, didn't say a word, reluctantly bent down to pick up the other chopstick, and handed it tremblingly.

He patted Nian Nian's head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Nian Nian shook his head.He thought, if you hit an egg with a stone, the stone will definitely not hurt.

He felt that it would be difficult to look directly at the word in the future.

Nian Nian does not believe in evil.After nine o'clock, he pestered Fu Jingmeng to watch TV together.

He was wearing Fu Jingmeng's loose white shirt and nestled on the sofa, using the remote control to switch channels for a long time, Fu Jingmeng asked him: "What do you want to watch?"

Nian Nian bit her lower lip, stretched out her arms, and stared at the TV persistently.

In the end, it really made him find a horror movie. He put down the remote control, hugged his knees, and watched it carefully.

Horror movies are American, a little bloody, but he doesn't find them scary, and even thinks the ghosts in them are a bit funny.

As a result, one couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

He hastily turned his face to the side to peek at Fu Jingmeng, and saw that he was frowning and holding his breath, his cheeks were tense, and he was looking very hard.

Nian Nian was a little nervous, his throat rolled, and he took a sip of water from the water glass on the coffee table.

He leaned closer to Fu Jingmeng's arms little by little, little by little.

His toes curled up, pressed against the soft fabric of the sofa, his eyes were still staring at the TV, but he didn’t actually see anything, the optic nerve function seemed to be suspended, and no picture was transmitted to the brain at all, but his sense of smell and temperature sensation changed. Sensitive, the fragrance of green grass is close at hand, and Fu Jingmeng's body temperature seems to be higher than her own.

Suddenly, Fu Jingmeng reached out and covered his eyes.

A slice of orange.

It turned out that the eyes were covered by the palm, not black.

The light shines through Fu Jingmeng's fingers, blocking all the black, blood, and dirty things from the outside.

It only gave him a piece of warm orange light, filling his whole world.

Nian Nian was caught off guard, his hands shook, and the water in the cup splashed out and wet his shirt.Fu Jingmeng quickly let go of her hand again, got up and went to draw a tissue.

A large area of ​​Nian Nian's chest was soaked, and the white shirt was already thin, but once it was wet, the curves of his body and the color of his skin became more visible.

Fu Jingmeng wiped it for him, and sparks were sparked. He remembered Nian Nian wearing that pure white dress with a hollow heart on his chest.

The details that he hadn't noticed at the time due to shock were suddenly magnified at this moment, and he even remembered that there was a light brown mole on the lower part of the heart.

He became short of breath, suddenly rolled up the paper in his hand, turned sideways to get the remote control: "It's too bloody, I'll change it."

The TV flickered and changed to a TV series.In the picture, a man and a woman are hugging and kissing. The camera cuts very close. The half-opened eyes of the two are wet, and their lips are rubbing against each other. The man's palm is clasping the woman's head. The two are close to each other. very tight.

With sweaty palms, Fu Jingmeng hurriedly pressed the FM button, almost pushing a hole in the remote control.

Nian Nian looked at him in bewilderment.

Fu Jingmeng was blunt and strong: "It's not suitable for children."

"I'm an adult!"

Humans are really weird.

You can't watch anything about fear of death, and you can't watch anything about skin love, so what can you watch?

Fu Jingmeng was finally tuned to the evening rebroadcast of the news broadcast.

He put down the remote control and sat upright, very satisfied.

"Look, Henan has a good harvest again." Fu Jingmeng said.

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#Good Wishes to Henan#

Navel Orange, a man who redefines "try it out", ah no, a male cat.