The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

In the back seat of the van, the little fat man slapped Huang Mao, who was staring at the back of the person's head. He was so stupid that he didn't come back to his senses.

It’s really worthless.

You can look at the back of a person’s head with gusto!

Huang Mao, who was sitting behind Gu Xingge with straight eyes as soon as he came in, immediately woke up from the rebuke. He raised his hand unnaturally and touched the tip of his nose, his eyes wandering.

Still muttering in his heart: Well, that is to say, I don’t date men.

This little boy is so beautiful.

His eyes also flashed to the neck of the person he was looking at before, that snow-white and delicate skin, like a piece of fine silk or mutton-fat jade.

It feels good when you touch it.

The words slipped out of my mind almost without thinking.

After just slipping by, Huang Ping'an himself severely spurned him again.

Man, man, that’s a stinker…

Forget it, he is a soft and fair man.

But he is still a man.

As lustful as Huang Pingan, I just feel uncomfortable and about to explode.

The nameless bird landed on the eerily tall tree, its scarlet eyes watching the direction in which the car left.

Every once in a while, a bird flaps its wings, as if there is an invisible presence, conducting a surveillance that no one knows about.

Along the way, I cleaned up countless messy aberrant creatures. After all of them were cleaned up, the car was already very dirty.

Gu Xingge has read the full text of the book called "After the End of the World, I Become the God of War and Climb to the Summit", and he also knows that in the early stages of the end of the world, the threats are only some small animals and plants. In a week at most, some large-scale animals and plants will be connected. Animals can become infected.

The first mice, cockroaches, spiders and birds, then cats, dogs, wolves and dogs, and even the last tigers and cheetahs were also mutated by nuclear pollution.

Not all of them mutated, but some survived without mutating.

That's really too little.

When this disaster strikes, almost no human being can stay out of it and survive.

There was still one hour left before city A.

Several of them got out of the car, circled the surrounding area, and cleared an absolutely safe area.

The fat guy in the team patted the ground, and the metal power instantly created a five-square-meter metal wall around it.

Then the pots and pans were transformed by the little fat man reaching out and patting the ground.

Seven people, seven bowls, seven pairs of chopsticks.

The slender-haired girl in the team wore dark glasses and had neat short hair. She turned around and took out instant noodles from the car.

Huang Mao walked to the pot, closed his eyes and used the water power, and soon the pot was filled with water.

The girl squatted down and the fat man threw a lighter over. She lowered her head and lit the fire.

The water boiled quickly.

Danran cooked instant noodles in silence, stirring with chopsticks from time to time.

The bubbling water flowed gurglingly, and the aroma of cooking instant noodles wafted in the air, making people feel an oppressive hunger that was uncontrollable in their bodies.

Gu Xingge was the only one who didn't come down.

He sat in the van, and from inside the tightly closed van, he raised his clear eyes and looked at the outside world.

He was the only one in there.

"The baby looks so well-behaved like this."

"It looks fragrant and soft, and a small one is locked in the van."

"It's like a beautiful bird is locked up."

"I like it so much, I like it so much (≧?≦)?"

He inadvertently glanced at Qi Hanchuan inside the van, his eyes blank for ten seconds. In the last three seconds, he immediately concentrated and slowly stroked the knife in his hand, in order to suppress the surging emotions in his mind.

He expressionlessly cut his finger.

A shallow opening.

It hurt so much that it felt like someone had stabbed me in the stomach with a knife, and my mind suddenly cleared.

The evil voices of the charming mind disappeared.

Qi Hanchuan, with clear eyes, drooped eyebrows, and a hint of indifference in his cold and hard features.

Finally my mind is clear.

Ha ha.

Gu Xingge only saw Qi Hanchuan glance at him, then lowered his head and played with the knife in his hand.

Gu Xingge didn't care about the other person's gaze. He was just a little hungry and looked eagerly in the direction of the burning instant noodles.

Obviously the aroma from outside shouldn't be able to reach the closed compartment.

But he always felt that he smelled it.

It's spicy.

The packaging bags are still lying on the ground.

The little fat man slapped his shoulder at Huang Mao, who was sitting on the ground next to him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Huang Mao stood up. The two of them followed Qi Hanchuan and walked a little further away to put out the water together.

When he was about to leave, the little fat man patted Huang Ping'an's shoulder hard and said with a laugh: "You don't really think that the two of us are here to make trouble, do you?"

Huang Ping'an's face is full of anger. What else do you think?

The little fat man patted Huang Ping'an's shoulder, "Oh, it seems you forgot."

"Didn't I tell you that I would show you something good tonight?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a palm-sized book from his lower back, with a dozen thin pages.

You can probably read it all in a minute or two.

Huang Pingan glanced at the little fat man with a suspicious look.

The title of the book, "Exploring the Secrets of Homosexuality".

"Just look at it!"

Under the urging of the little fat man, Huang Pingan opened the book and saw the petrifying content.

It tells how men explore their love desires. The illustrations are very bold.

Huang Ping'an frowned, logically speaking, this kind of thing.

He should just throw it to the ground and never look at it again!

But... Huang Ping'an himself doesn't know what kind of heart he has,

In this cold and snowy open air, I finished reading this little lousy book with more than ten pages.

Huang Mao is the typical type who turns his back and refuses to recognize anyone when he is done with it.

Without any worldly desires, he patted the thing on the little fat man's body, "I feel so weak just looking at it! I don't know what's so good about this thing."

"Could it be that you have some strange hobbies?" Huang Ping'an squinted at the fat man.

The little fat man wasn't angry either. He put the things in his arms and said with a smile: "You know what, if it weren't for my brother who saw you in the car and looked at a little boy, his eyes were straightened, as if he had never seen the world. Looks like. I’ll show you this thing!”

"This is the most beautiful version I have ever painted! I keep it in my collection. "

"If you weren't my brother, could I show you?"

The little fat man put his hands in his hands and bumped Huang Ping'an with his shoulder with a smile, "Hey - let you see, just to make sure whether you have been turned over by a boy. Hey, are you sure you really don't like men?" "

Huang Pingan sneered: "If you are referring to the pictures in your album, I can't do it. I can change it to any woman, but not a man."

"Oh~~" The little fat man looked like I believed him.

Sitting in the ice and snow, surrounded by pots and instant noodles, Huang Ping'an, who didn't think he knew how to fuck a man, saw that the carriage was half open, and half of the face of the person inside was exposed. Beautiful and delicate, the neck is also slender like a swan.

Gu Xingge took the instant noodles from the girl with short hair and black-rimmed glasses, with a small smile on his lips.

"Thank you."

After thanking him very politely, he smiled at the person again.

He looks like a pretty good boy.

Dan Ran closed the car door and thought.

Gu Xingge was the only one left in the car again.

The instant noodles mist covered his face, and only his red lips seemed to have been burned by the rolled instant noodles. He hurriedly stuck out his tongue and exhaled in small mouths, and his eyes were also burned a little. wet marks.

He was a little confused and always felt like someone was paying attention to him.

He held the exposed tip of his tongue until it was red, and looked outside with wet eyes.

The color on the tip of her tongue was so gorgeous that it felt like she had been passionately kissed by someone. The owner was not aware of it yet, and just looked innocently at the creatures outside the car window with this terrible posture.