Urban Shared Boyfriend System

Or...

What if Mr. He used a female QQ number?

Wouldn't that be a waste of effort.

Puff!

The desperate Su Menghan lay on the bed, really feeling that the world was full of malice towards him!

"Huh? My bed, why... there is a smell? Is this... the smell of a man?"

Su Menghan, who has a particularly keen sense of smell, immediately noticed something was wrong as soon as she lay on the bed.

"Also... it's Lan Lan's body smell. The shower gel she uses has this smell."

Immediately, Su Menghan's mind began to think about it.

last night……

In his own bed, something must have happened.

But, this manly scent, why... does it smell so familiar to me?

just like……

correct!

It's like the smell of Mr. He!

right right right...

Mr. He also has this smell.

No wonder it feels so familiar!

But, how could Mr. He sleep in his own bed?

That's absolutely impossible, I can only say... maybe I really miss Mr. He so much, I think the similar smell on other men is his smell too!

So……

Here comes the problem.

Last night, obviously.

There was a man who slept in his bed with...Qin Kelan.

oh!God!

What's happening here?

What happened last night when I was not at home?

snort!Smelly Lanlan, you must have brought the wild man home.

correct!correct!

That day, downstairs...

He pretended to take out the trash, but actually went to meet the little brother.

It must be that man who actually slept on my bed.

Oops!It's disgusting...it's disgusting...

Su Menghan, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, quickly got up from the bed, quickly changed the quilt cover and bed sheets, and threw them aside.

After putting on a brand new set of sheets and quilt cover, she felt a little more comfortable in her heart.

After all, any girl, as long as she thinks that her bed... has been slept by a strange man, she must feel disgusted and disgusted in her heart!

but……

While changing the sheets, Su Menghan caught sight of the diary she had hidden under the sheets.

Suddenly...

I couldn't help laughing again.

Then, without doing anything, he stopped what he was doing, took the diary over, opened the newest page on the desk, and started writing.

"The last time I wrote a diary was two months ago! Today is really boring. If I want to write something in a diary, I don't know what to write. Every day is the same."

Picking up the pen again, Su Menghan felt a little rusty.

Nowadays, people use mobile phones and computers to work and communicate. If they are not students, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to write with a pen.

He leaned over the desk and wrote a diary.

Su Menghan recorded all the things that happened in the past two days in the diary with gusto.

While writing, the corner of my mouth couldn't help snickering.

But as she wrote, she couldn't help the tears falling on the paper one by one.

Then, tears slowly melted the handwriting on the paper, and it became a paste.

This feeling is just like Su Menghan's current mood, confused, up and down, and chaotic.

"My dear Mr. He, you said...you are an angel sent by heaven to save me. You miraculously know all my secrets. But why is it that I want you by my side now, but you are no longer there?" ?”

"My dear Mr. He, the cool wind is very cold this night, making me shiver. I sit by the window and write this diary. You said, you know all my secrets.

Then there must be a way to see my diary!Let me tell you a new secret, I am really too stupid, I lost the last four numbers of the QQ number you gave me, if you can see this secret, can I beg you, and put the last Four numbers tell me? "

"My dear Mr. He, thank you for passing by my world. It's like a rainbow, leaving behind a splendid stroke. Although... the stay time is very short. But I'm still full of joy, because you gave I'm a completely different color!"

"My dear Mr. He, at this moment, I really, really miss you! However, I can't even remember your appearance. It's vague, like the words I write now, covered with tears I fainted again. On my quilt, there is a smell of a strange man, it really looks like you, I want to try to smell it, just like imagining that you once slept on my bed...but I didn't , I just want to smell you alone..."

"My dear Mr. He, I really miss you so much! I hate you so much! Why did you come to my world, why did you give me so many good memories? Why can't you be forever Stay forever? Time! I really want to go back to the past, let everything stay in these two days, and keep on looping! I definitely don't want to come out..."

"My dear Mr. He..."

……

While writing, while crying!

While wiping tears, expressing the sweetness, longing, hatred, and regret in my heart...