After the divorce from the scumbag his father, he had a puppy

Last night, he was full and full, but he still had the energy to dream of that dreamy dream. This made Zhang Mu feel ashamed to face Xiao Jian because of his body's frank reaction earlier in the morning. he.

Zhang Mu lowered his head with shame on his face, and felt that he was too greedy recently.

Before he met Xiao Jian, he was still conservative and abstinent, doubted whether he was sexually frigid, and couldn't understand why someone would be addicted to sex, and even sneered at it with disdain.

But he didn't expect that he was deeply involved in it now, tasted a little bit of sweetness, like an addiction, and became extremely obsessed with Xiao Jian. It was hard for him to describe the feeling, but as long as he met Xiao Jian, he would easily lose control. Can't help it.

Xiao Jian's eyes are clear, and Zhang Mu always feels that he is laughing at himself.

"It's normal." Zhang Mu suddenly explained without thinking, the volume was quite high, but he lacked confidence: "I am also a man of blood, and I hugged you to sleep again, and I would have such a reaction. Not surprisingly."

"Oh." Xiao Jian replied casually: "I didn't say it was strange."

"But that's what you think. You keep looking at me with that strange look. Do you think I'm too thirsty? You must think so!"

"I haven't." Xiao Jian said.

Zhang Mu stared at Xiao Jian suspiciously: "Why are you guilty?"

"I'm not guilty."

Xiao Jian's expression was calm, Zhang Mu couldn't see the clue, but he still felt that Xiao Jian was secretly laughing at him: "At my age, it's normal to want to do this kind of thing. I'm not bad, you haven't seen it before. It's even more exaggerated, and it's obvious that you are too abstinent, if you were more enthusiastic, I wouldn't be like this."

"Your age?" Xiao Jian's eyes darkened, and he asked, "Are you expressing dissatisfaction with me?"

Seeing that Xiao Jian's tone was wrong, Zhang Mu quickly explained: "I didn't say you were old, so don't make wild guesses! Besides, your physical strength is superb, and your skills are also very good. I mean you are too passive and sabotage. Although this is nothing, but If you can be more enthusiastic, I am very happy."

Xiao Jian looked at Zhang Mu coldly, turned over and got out of bed expressionlessly, and then began to dress slowly.

Zhang Mu murmured behind him: "You may not believe it, I was actually very pure before, I had no interest in doing this kind of thing at all, and I can't figure out why someone would be addicted to it. Speaking of it, you still led me into trouble. You've done it, you've always thought about doing this kind of thing, and you haven't done it with me a few times at all..."

As he spoke, he became more and more emboldened, and his mood became more and more depressed.

It seems that since I met Xiao Jian, I have completely changed myself, I want to get in touch with Xiao Jian, I want to be crazy with Xiao Jian, the more I know him, the better I think him.But Xiao Jian, on the other hand, has been unbelievably calm, and doesn't seem to have much interest in him.

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and he was very shocked, thinking why Xiao Jian had no impulse towards him?It is said that men are easily impulsive when they get involved in sex. Could it be that he is not attractive enough?Xiao Jian lacks interest in him?

After Xiao Jian got dressed, seeing Zhang Mu still sitting on the bed in a daze, he didn't know what to think of, his face was full of frustration, a little cute, but also a little pitiful.

He wasn't good at understanding feelings, and he didn't know the reason for Zhang Mu's sudden depression, but he paused, and walked over to kiss Zhang Mu hesitantly, and his tone was gentler: "Didn't you say you want to go out to play?"

Zhang Mu didn't expect Xiao Jian to come to kiss him, after all, the other party has no talent in sex.

However, as soon as the kiss was over, Zhang Mu regained his energy in an instant, and the cranky thoughts that had been sluggish just now were forgotten in a blink of an eye.

He happily responded, jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, he was so flustered on the way that he almost bumped his head into the frosted glass of the bathroom.

Xiao Jian's heart also hangs, feeling that young people are full of enthusiasm and vitality. Although they are a little noisy, clingy, and angry, they are still quite likable.

Zhang Mu took a shower and came out, and saw Xiao Jian standing outside the balcony to answer the phone, his expression was as serious as ever, and he couldn't pry into his emotions.

Perhaps it was because Xiao Jian seldom brought up personal matters. Zhang Mu was very curious about the person he was talking to, but that was just curiosity. He could not spy on Xiao Jian's body at will, and he didn't know whether Xiao Jian would like to share his life with him. .

Before that, he had talked with Xiao Jian about many topics, and had done the most intimate things, but Xiao Jian never mentioned his family.

Apart from the fact that his parents are still alive and the family is harmonious, Zhang Mu doesn't know anything, which always makes him feel uneasy, as if the acquaintance with Xiao Jian was just a dream, and everything will disappear when he wakes up from the dream.

For some reason, today he is always sentimental for no reason, and he can't even control himself.

But when Xiao Jian finished answering the phone and came in, he took the initiative to mention: "It's my dad's call. It's his birthday today, and I couldn't go back, so I called to wish him well."

Zhang Mu said "Oh", and suddenly became happy, after thinking about it, he asked again: "Why are you telling me?"

Xiao Jian looked at Zhang Mu, piercing his little thoughts: "Because you seem to want to know."

Zhang Mu's pupils dilated, and he argued, "Nonsense!"

Xiao Jian was silent.

Zhang Mu knew he was in the wrong, and after thinking about it, he struggled and said, "Well, there is actually a little bit, but it's just a little bit, it's okay if you don't tell me. But your dad's birthday is also today? What a coincidence?"

Xiao Jian looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Mu was surprised and unbelievable, and said with great interest: "My dad's birthday is also today. We are really destined. Fortunately, you reminded me. I remembered it two days ago, but I almost forgot today. I have to give it to me as soon as possible." Dad needs to call, otherwise he will have the opportunity to complain to my mother again, saying that I won’t remember him when my wings are stiff.”

Seeing that Zhang Mu was in high spirits, Xiao Jian really didn't want to hit him, but he still had to remind him: "I remember you said last time that your father was very unhappy because of your relationship with your ex-boyfriend."

"Well, yes. But I also figured it out. We are still relatives no matter what, and this will never change. My dad raised me so much, he can be angry with me, he can ignore me, and I can't fight against him Well. Besides, father and son didn’t have any overnight feud, maybe he’d calmed down a long time ago and just waited for me to pass the steps.”

Zhang Mu spoke very optimistically, with a smile all over his face. After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his father's mobile number.

Xiao Jian didn't stop him, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after a while, the smile on Zhang Mu's face disappeared suddenly.

He looked at Xiao Jian with embarrassment and disappointment, forced a smile and explained: "I can't get through. My dad may be in class, so the phone is turned off."

He was obviously deceiving himself and others, but Xiao Jian didn't expose it.

Zhang Muwu thought for a while, but still didn't suppress his desire to find out, and said to Xiao Jian, "Brother Xiao, can you lend me your mobile phone to try it out?"

Xiao Jian readily handed him the phone.

Zhang Mu took the phone and dialed his father's number. He was in a complicated mood, and he was holding the phone very hard. This time, his father answered the call within a few seconds.

"Hello, who is it?" His father's voice sounded immediately.

Zhang Mu pursed his lips tightly, feeling heavy and uncomfortable.

He was silent for a while, and then he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Dad..."

Just as he was about to continue talking, the other party immediately hung up the phone without saying a word, and only the busy tone of "beep" remained in the receiver.

Zhang Mu was stunned immediately, holding his phone up for a long time without recovering.

Xiao Jian didn't expect Zhang's father to be so straightforward, he wanted to comfort Zhang Mu, after all, the other party looked very sad at this time, but because of lack of experience in comforting others, he didn't know where to start.

During this short interval, Zhang Mu quickly adjusted his mood, raised his head and smiled at Xiao Jian: "I'm fine, you don't need to comfort me. My dad is like that, very stubborn, if he can't figure it out, no matter what you do It's useless to explain, so my mother can cure him a little. Anyway, I'm like this, and I can't change it. He is my father, so he can't ignore me for the rest of his life. After a while, he should calm down. It'll be fine."

He didn't know whether his comforting words were for Xiao Jian or for himself.

After he finished speaking, he returned the phone to Xiao Jian, and thanked him weakly. He said it very confidently just now, but he couldn't hide his disappointment in a blink of an eye.

After that, Xiao Jian originally wanted to rest in the hotel, but Zhang Mu insisted on going out to play, saying that the plan had been made before, and the plan could not be changed at will.

They rented a car to go to Marrakech, ate the most distinctive local Taji pot, and visited the world-famous Mayor Garden.

Zhang Mu acted like nothing happened all day long, chatting and laughing with Xiao Jian, but Xiao Jian could still feel that Zhang Mu was just pretending.

He chatted and laughed, but he was in a daze or distracted from time to time, and when he was not with Xiao Jian, he would be extremely silent, and he might not even realize that the topic of his chat with Xiao Jian was basically his father.

He said that his father is a professor who is very famous in their locality and has taught many outstanding students. People there respect his father very much.He also said that he admired his father when he was a child, and obeyed what his father said, so he has always been his father's pride since he was a child.

After graduating and working, his father hoped that he could get married and have children as soon as possible, so that he could hug his grandson as soon as possible, but he was destined to disappoint his father.

Xiao Jian never interrupted Zhang Mu, and listened carefully to what he said.

After the two of them visited the Gardens of Mayor and walked out, Xiao Jian suddenly said: "You should find an opportunity to have a good chat with your father, tell him your thoughts and difficulties, and communicate with him patiently. If I love you, I will try to understand you."

Zhang Mu was discouraged when he heard the words: "I also want to communicate with him, but you have also seen that he doesn't even want to say a word to me, how can I communicate with him."

He frowned tightly when he said it, and he was extremely irritable. It was his dad's birthday today, but he messed up everything.

Xiao Jian seemed to be able to guess what Zhang Mu was thinking, and asked after a slight silence: "Do you want to say happy birthday to your father?"

"Of course I want to." Zhang Mu said dejectedly: "But what's the use of thinking, he doesn't want to listen to me at all, I can ask my sister to help convey it."

Xiao Jian said calmly: "I have a way. I can let you congratulate your father personally and explain to him."

"How is it possible!" Zhang Mu couldn't believe it: "What can you do?""

Xiao Jian said lightly: "You said that your dad would listen to a radio program on time at ten o'clock every Saturday night. As far as I know, every time this radio program ends, he will answer a call from a lucky listener. , and today happens to be Saturday. You can wait until the end of the show to call and tell your dad what you want to say."

Zhang Mu felt that Xiao Jian was simply whimsical: "You have a good idea, but the reality is simply impossible. That radio show was very popular, and there would be hundreds if not thousands of callers. , What is the probability of me being drawn? I am not a koi."

"Whether it's a koi carp or not, how do you know if you haven't tried it?" Xiao Jian's tone was light, but with confidence that people couldn't refuse: "You will be drawn, because I will help you."

The two then went straight to the hotel, the more Zhang Mu thought about it, the more he felt that he was simply obsessed with ghosts, so he really believed what Xiao Jian said.

How could he call the radio station? How low is the probability? Normal people don't have such good luck at all, especially since he has been suffering from bad luck recently.

When he arrived at the hotel, Xiao Jian only asked Zhang Mu to prepare for what he would say to his father, while he moved the notebook to the desk.

Only then did Zhang Mu realize that Xiao Jian had brought a computer, perhaps because he wanted to travel without distractions, so he didn't take it out and use it.

Thinking that Xiao Jian came to travel to relax, but because he had to work overtime, Zhang Mu felt very sorry.

Xiao Jian didn't notice Zhang Mu's guilt. He turned on the phone, found the information of that radio station, and then entered instructions very quickly.

Zhang Mu looked over curiously, and saw that Xiao Jian's screen was full of dense codes, and he didn't recognize a single word.

That curiosity vanished in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, the radio program came to an end, and Teacher Chen was ready to answer a call from a lucky viewer.

Zhang Mu also became nervous, clutching his mobile phone and dialing the number of the program nervously.

The wait after that was extremely long.

Until the phone call from Zhang Mu was connected, Teacher Chen's familiar voice rang out.

Zhang Mu's first reaction was not to reply, but to quickly turn his head to look at Xiao Jian.

He saw Xiao Jian's expression was calm, as if he had just done something trivial, somehow, the circles of his eyes turned red instantly.