It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

The dark-eyed teenager was a little embarrassed.

He felt that there must be something wrong with his ears.

Otherwise, there is something wrong with his brain.

Otherwise, he is dreaming—

But the coolness of the fingertips holding his hands was so clear that it penetrated into the skin and told him that everything that happened at the moment was real.

What happened suddenly left Mute incomprehensible and could only stare at Major General Troll.

The major general who bent his left knee and squatted in front of him, holding his hand, looked at him as if with a flame, which hurt his life.

Deep in the dark blue pupils there was a flame burning, and his face was reflected in the burning flame.

I wanted to ridiculous and say, "Major Master, you must be kidding me" to confuse the situation in front of you, but the blue eyes that looked at him deeply opened his lips, and after all, he couldn't make that sentence. The words spit out.

This man is serious.

Mute, aware of this, suddenly panicked.

At that time, Major General Troll made him a companion, and he could refuse without hesitation, because he knew that Major General had no feelings for him, just to see the earth in his memory.

He refuses a person whose purpose is not pure and does not like him at all, and he naturally has no psychological burden.

He always felt that such a proud man, Major General Troll, had rejected it once, and would definitely not have liked him anymore.

So, even if the major general was obviously a little different from him, he didn't think about it at all-although he claimed to like men, he was only interested in girls after all, that was his nature-so he Be closer to a man. Even if he sleeps in a bed with a man, he is completely irrelevant, and he doesn't think about it at all.

He did not know when the major general had a special affection for him.

But he could see that this man looked at his own eyes, as if a flame was tumbling, letting him avoid the inevitable gaze.

Men look at him, they are more focused than anything, they are more persistent than anything.

He couldn't persuade that kind of gaze.

He should not perfunctory.

And suddenly he was a little sad and blame.

He thought that no one would like someone who was destined not to like himself.

So, if it wasn't because he lied, if he didn't say ‘I like men’ at the beginning mislead Major General, would n’t Major General like him?

He didn't know what it was like to be rejected, but he knew it must be uncomfortable.

The boy lowered his eyes, his fine eyelashes covering his eyes, and a light shadow dropped on his cheek.

He slowly pulled his gripped hand out of the cool palm. He dropped his eyes and scattered black hair blocked his eyes. He didn't dare to look at the major general's face in front of him.

"……Sorry."

He whispered.

It is impossible to say that he has no feelings for Major General Troll.

Although it was only a few dozen days, he experienced too many things with him. He respected this man and admired the strength of the other party.

And several times he was saved by a man, and he was deeply grateful.

He trusted this man, he was willing to do many things for him, and he already had a deep affection for him.

However, he couldn't do it alone.

Sorry.

He can only give this answer.

Sorry.

It was the answer given to that sentence, and an apology to him for lying.

Sorry, I can't like you.

Sorry, I lied to you.

The boy lowered his head and clenched his lips. His hand pulled from the palm of the major general was folded into a fist and placed on his own leg, and he squeezed it very tightly and hard.

If the first time he refused was unburdened, then this time he refused.

He didn't even dare to look up to see the major general's eyes.

He remembered the expression on that handsome face just now. At that time, the major general looked at him and smiled slightly, as if everything had faded.

...

And now, what kind of expression will be on that face?

Mute lowered his eyes. From his eyes, he could only see the pair of hands still hanging in the air. There was nothing in those hands, and he paused in midair like that.

He looked at the hands that seemed to hold something but only the air, and his chest was heavy, as if something heavy was pressed on it, making it difficult to breathe.

After a while, the right hand went on.

He watched the hand lifted up and reached over, some cold fingers stroked the hair in his ears.

"……I know."

He heard the low voice coming to his ears, faint and could not hear anything.

The major general stood up, stroked the hair in his ear, and kissed the forehead on the other side of his head.

It was blocked by thick black hair, and most of the lips fell on the hair. Only a rough feeling passed through the skin of his forehead.

Then he watched Rear Admiral's straight legs turn around, took a step, and slowly left his sight.

Somehow, there was an impulse that made him look up.

He opened his lips and tried to shout at the person, but after closing it several times, he still didn't make any sound, just watching the person's back disappear into his sight.

The teenager took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and clenched his hands on his knees.

Since it is impossible, you should not give the other party any hope.

It's better to cut cleanly and cut two pieces better than to break the wire.

…………

…………………………

That night, although he figured out what he was struggling with, Mute still kept going to bed very late.

The empty hand was holding nothing, so the hand hanging in the air always appeared in his mind, making his chest a little tight.

He did not regret his actions, but after all he felt uncomfortable.

He thought that he might find time to confess to the major general that he had deceived the major general in sexuality, even if he was severely beaten.

If so, it would make him feel better.

Thinking about this, Mute finally fell asleep slowly.

As soon as I woke up, the sky was already bright, and the fiery canopy outside the window was rustling in the wind, as if welcoming the sunrise. The bright sun fell on the boy's cheek lying on the bed side by side, making him open his eyes slowly.

The fine eyelashes moved, raised, and fell again. Apparently Mute was still awake and half asleep, blinking stupidly.

However, just blinking like this, stunned, the teenager's eyes suddenly opened.

The boy with the opened eyes showed a frightened expression on his face and stared straight ahead—

The dark, silky hair was softly scattered on the white pillows, and the man lay sideways beside the teenager.

He closed his eyes, apparently sleeping.

His arms held Mute in his arms, and Mute almost nestled in his chest. When he looked up, he almost rubbed his forehead against the man's jaw.

The distance between the two was terribly close, so he was scared by the face in front of him just now.

The major general fell asleep quietly. At that moment, Zhang Junmei's extreme face looked like a soft shimmer,

I opened my eyes early in the morning and was hit by the beauty, which is not good for the heart!

Teenagers who were not frightened in any sense just felt that their heart was beating fiercely.

No no no--

The point is, why is Major General still in the same bed as himself in his room? !!

Although I'm used to waking up in the morning after being homosexual and being used as a pillow ... But I didn't have homosexuality last night!

Just as Mute looked at Major General Troll in surprise, Major General seemed to be awakened by him.

The slender, dark lashes trembled as if brushed by the wind, and then slowly lifted up.

The eyes of the azure blue gem brewing water vapor ooze from the eyelashes, like sleeping but not awake, as if awake but not awake, and such a terrified tyre glanced at the teenager in his arms A glance.

"……Ok……"

It was a vague voice that was clearly not sober.

Perhaps it was because the sound was not only low, but also a little hoarse, just after getting up.

And because the two were too close together, the husky voice with a little laziness sounded like it came out against the teenager's ear and penetrated deep into his eardrum.

Mute raised her hand suddenly, covering her ears.

Red face and red ears.

He didn't know why he met Red Ears.

He just suddenly thought of the phrase that had been circulating on the earth that made him feel inexplicable--and now he knew what the so-called `` voice to make ears pregnant '' sounded like.

He covered his ears with red ears and red eyes, and raised his eyes to meet the major general's eyes.

Major General Troll still kept his arms around him, seeing that his expression was completely sober, and a pair of Dan Feng eyes looked at him deeply at this moment.

Mute quickly broke away his hands around him, sat up, and shrank back, but only shrunk, and his back was against the wall.

The major general did not force him. When he saw his income, he let go, and sat up.

"What are you doing here?"

"go to bed."

"........."

Stuck by Major-General's irrefutable answer, Mute took a deep breath before adjusting his breath and continuing.

"I made it clear yesterday."

"Ok."

The major general who sat up gave a faint hum, and looked indifferently without any expression.

The boy pursed his lips, lowered his heart, and continued.

"I said, I don't like you ..."

A slam, a heavy blow.

The hand rubbed against Mute's cheek abruptly, and slammed heavily on the wall behind Mute, smashing the remaining half of his words back.

"That's your business."

Major General Troll, who was half-kneeed on the bed, stared at Mute.

He smashed his hand against the wall beside Mute, deep in the dark blue pupil, burning as if there was a bright to extreme flame burning.

He says,

"Who I want to sleep is my business."

After being stupid by His Majesty, the young man who couldn't turn the corner completely looked at the Major General so stupidly that he got up and got out of bed and left here.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the whole man was already aggressive.

Major General, look at how high your high-cold male god's person is-how many people want this person to be less than that!

Is it really easy for you to lose the domineering presidential design without changing it to a young age? !!