The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

In the silent room, Han Feiling was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt.

Because there was no heating in the room, it was a bit cold, so he shrank his neck and covered his mouth and nose under the quilt.

I feel a little stuffy in my head and want to fall asleep, but there is something abnormal in my brain nerves.He rolled over, trying to relax himself and fall asleep quickly.

But, no.

He had been lying in bed for two hours and couldn't sleep.

Turning over for the last time, he felt that his arms were numb from the pressure, so he simply got up and sat in the middle of the bed.

He didn't turn on the light, and lowered his head, the feeling of powerlessness in his body continued.

At that time in the dance room, Han Feiling, as the only man in the siege, forced himself to be calm. The situation was urgent and he didn't have time to think about it.

But now, alone in the room, surrounded by such a quiet place, all thoughts came to me belatedly.

If the man with the kitchen knife wasn't so sane, if the man was really sociopathic, if the police were a little late, if the police didn't stop the man...

Too many ifs can lead to more surprises.

He could be injured, or he could die.

If something really happened, what would parents do?

If he really dies, will the male god never know how much I like him?

Thinking of this, Han Feiling reached out and turned on the light on the bedside table with a "snap".Then, he lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, grabbed the clothes next to him and changed.

He also took the scarf and hat from the closet and put them all on.

In the end, he grabbed the key that was thrown on the table, opened the door and rushed out.

He was going to find Yemo, to tell him that he liked him so much that he couldn't be cured, that he couldn't help himself.

With this thought in his mind, Han Feiling drove downstairs to Yemo's house, only to find sadly that he forgot to bring his mobile phone.

awkward!

It's so late, do you want to go straight up and knock on the door?

When he was hesitating downstairs at Yemo's house, he saw the man walking slowly with his hands in his pockets.

The neighborhood Yemo lived in was relatively old. There were not many street lights in the neighborhood, and the darkness between the buildings was boundless.

He just walked towards Han Feiling from the darkness, his face seemed to be covered with frost.

Seeing him, Han Feiling didn't hesitate for a moment, and rushed over directly. After standing still in front of him, he called nervously: "Male god."

Ye Mo had a look of surprise on his face, "Why are you here?"

Han Feiling didn't answer, just grabbed his palm, took a step forward, and got closer to him.

Under Ye Mo's slightly puzzled gaze, he blurted out, "Male god, I like you."

"Ok?"

Yemo didn't expect him to rush over and say this. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it.

Because Han Feiling said to himself, "After going back at night, I took a shower and lay on the bed, my whole head was stuffy. Because what happened in the afternoon made me a little scared, I felt like I was dreaming, Mingcheng 10,000 + people just let me encounter such a thing. Then, I thought, if I accidentally die, what will happen to my parents? Also, if I die, then you will never know, From the first day I saw you, I liked you very much."

Having said that, Han Feiling also heaved a sigh of relief, and his body gradually relaxed.The nervousness just now disappeared, leaving only the broken jar.

"I really really like you very much, not just worshiping a male god, but liking another man as a man. As soon as I see you, I feel that all the cells in my body start to cheer, sometimes accidentally When I meet you, I will always react. When people are hiding in bed in the dead of night, I will look at your photos and masturbate myself. When I was sleeping in your room that day, I did it myself, because I even smelled your breath , I can't help but want to explode."

He licked his mouth, "I know, Lin He said that you are a straight man of steel, so I have been hesitant before and dare not confess to you, but today's incident made me understand that if I don't say some things right now, maybe someone After the accident, there was no chance to speak out again. So, I would run over at night, just to give myself a chance, to tell you my love for you, not to ask you to accept me..."

Yemo stood quietly, letting the person in front of him grab his hand, without breaking free or speaking.

What I said earlier was quite touching, but later I found that it was getting more and more wrong.

When he heard the phrase "I didn't ask you to accept me", Yemo's eyes instantly became much colder.

However, the next second, the person in front of him suddenly raised his head, looked at him with a pair of shining eyes: "If, if you can give me a chance, it would be even better."

"..."

"So, male god, can you give me a chance to be my boyfriend?"

The darkness in the community was still spreading, and the cold winter wind was blowing recklessly, but none of these could stop Han Feiling's generosity.

His eyes were bright, looking eagerly at Yemo.

Yemo lowered his head and looked into the depths of Han Feiling's eyes, but there was still a calm expression on his face.

Although his head was a little dizzy after drinking, he listened to what Han Feiling just said word for word.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

Han Feiling: "????? Ah!!!!!!"

Yemo frowned and watched Han Feiling jumping around a few times, then the cutie turned around again, grabbed his arms, tiptoed slightly, and approached him as much as possible, and asked, "What did you say? What did you say?" Do you really agree to be my boyfriend?"

"Can't?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Very good!"

The corners of Yemo's mouth were slightly raised, and he was still pretending to be calm. He raised his eyebrows and said, "That's it."

When Yemo walked beside him and sent him to the parking place, Han Feiling was still a little bored, feeling that things were too unreal.

He came to confess his love in the middle of the night, but he didn't have much hope, he was just afraid that he would lose the chance to confess, so he had to say it.

However, the male god actually agreed to him!

Han Feiling couldn't help but covered his mouth and sniggered. He caught sight of the person next to him looking sideways at him, then hurriedly put his palm down and swayed back and forth.I was so excited that I couldn't stop.

"Male god, did Lin He say you are a straight steel pipe?"

"Yeah." Yemo was wearing a black woolen overcoat, put his hands in his pockets, looked down at the road, and replied calmly.

"Then...why do you still promise me?"

This time, Yemo turned his head to look at him, "No way?"

"No. No." Han Feiling hurriedly waved his hands, with an uncontrollable smile still on the corner of his mouth, "I just find it very miraculous, unexpected, and pleasantly surprised."

"Ah."

"It always feels like a dream. Hey, did you drink? You must be drunk, right? Then, when you wake up tomorrow, you suddenly forget what happened tonight, what you promised to do with my boyfriend... oh ?”

Before Han Feiling finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly stopped, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him closer.

Yemo's lips were very close to Han Feiling, and when he breathed out, it landed on the middle of his body, making him feel itchy.

Then, he heard Yemo say in a deep voice, "I said yes, so it is."

"Hmm." Frightened by Yemo's aura, Han Feiling nodded after a while, "Okay."

Yemo took a deep breath, pressed his palm on Han Feiling's head, and his expression softened, "Don't be confused. Don't think too much."

After that, he let go of his wrist, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and continued to walk forward.

Han Feiling paused, the corner of his mouth was stained with a smile again, and he hurried to catch up.

"God, why are you drinking? Are you going out to talk about something? Do you usually socialize a lot? Do you often drink?"

After asking so many questions in one breath, Han Feiling stopped, only to realize that Yemo usually hates explaining to others the most. Just as he was about to change the subject, he heard Yemo say flatly, "It's not about things. I don't usually socialize much." , nor drink."

"Oh." Han Feiling couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.The male god actually explained to him, does this mean that he seems to be a little different?

While talking, he had already reached the place where Han Feiling parked his car.

After Yemo made a tentative decision, he pulled his hand out of his pocket and helped Han Feiling zip up the down jacket.

"Drinking at night, I can't drive you."

"It's okay. I'll just go back by myself, it's not far anyway." Han Feiling didn't mind at all.

"next time."

"Huh?" Han Feiling was puzzled.

"I'll see you off next time."

"Well. Good."

In fact, Han Feiling really didn't care about it at all.After all, what he gained tonight was enough for him to roll around in bed all night to celebrate.

Han Feiling nodded desperately, and heard Yemo say, "Boyfriend privilege."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Han Feiling couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed over, wrapped his arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

However, after hugging him, he realized that he was a little shy.If he rushed over so suddenly, would the male god feel that he was not reserved?

Oops, can I pretend to be drunk and pass out now?

Just when he was worried and didn't know what to do, Yemo suddenly reached out and grabbed his head, forcing him to look up.

In the next second, cold lips pressed down, and Han Feiling's arms hugged him even tighter.

Yemo had just returned from drinking, still smelling of alcohol in his mouth, and when he pressed Han Feiling's lips, he felt the faint smell of alcohol and felt even more intoxicated.

After being so intoxicated, Han Feiling's legs gave way in disappointment, and almost his whole body lay on Yemo's body.

Yemo simply put his arms around his waist, lifted him up, lowered his head, and bit Han Feiling's lips with all his strength.

He felt that the lips of the person in his arms were soft and a little sweet.After a kiss, I wanted to try more deeply.