The strongest way to be narcissistic

Yesterday, little friend Song finally entered the threshold of 20 years old.

During this period of time, he has received many gifts one after another, from sister Tong, from Alan, Xiong Yunhui, and Qiao Duan's family.

During the holidays, he accompanied Qiao Peisheng abroad and met his family members. As far as the current situation is concerned, his parents still like him very much.

It's just that Joe Peishen, Joe's brother, may be a bit apprehensive. Every time he sees Joe kissing him, that person's already cold face becomes even colder.

Anyway, he didn't live together, so he didn't try to please her too much.

Waking up in the morning, the boy Song, who had been exhausted all night, dragged his limp body to get up to cook.

I don't know what stupid Joe thinks, there is too much money to spend, right?I bought a ridiculously large house, and it took me a long time to walk from the bedroom to the kitchen.

Cleaning is also very tiring. If he has money, he doesn't hire someone to clean it. He insists on dragging him to clean it together. It is said to help exercise.

These are nothing, the key is that he is afraid, especially at night, sometimes he wakes up holding his urine and wants to go to the bathroom, listening to the faint sound of the sea breeze, he dare not leave the bed at all.

Especially when he saw Gu Gu's green eyeballs in the dark at first glance, he was so scared that he almost lost control.

He had to shake Fool Joe up to go with him before he dared to walk around the house at night.

The only advantage is probably that you can often change places to do things with Joe Stupid, and you can play any tricks.Last night, he and idiot Joe secretly stimulated him once in his own courtyard under the brilliant starlight.

Qiao, who had worked all night, did not expect to wake up to eat a heart-warming breakfast made by someone himself.

He bit the toast, looked at the little friend Song who was looking at him with his chin propped on the opposite side, chewed slowly, swallowed it, and wiped his hands. "Say, what is the conspiracy?"

Little friend Song didn't hide that he had another purpose. He looked at him expectantly and said, "I'm 20 years old."

So?

Qiao Peisheng didn't understand.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Song Ange frowned. "As the saying goes, start a family and start a career, brother Cheng, are you missing something?"

The law stipulates that same-sex marriage can only be done at the age of 20. After graduating from the college entrance examination, he began to count the days on his fingers, waiting for today.

He wants to tie people up so that he won't run away.But he can't be the one who takes the initiative every time. Idiot Joe should be romantic to him for a while, right?

"Oh." Qiao Peisheng nodded, and then, then there was no more.

Little Song was angry. "You're not going to say anything."

"Yes." Qiao raised his eyebrows. "Eat without talking and sleep without talking"

This is where the contradictions begin.

Over the past few days, little friend Song carefully pondered his own idiot Qiao's feelings for him, and he found sadly that the other party had never seriously said that he liked him, let alone loved him.

This is worthy of attention.

He had to force him to be serious for a while.

"Brother Cheng, do you like me?"

Under the sun, little friend Song was walking on the road, holding someone's hand and looking at him eagerly.

Qiao Peisheng tilted his head, thought seriously for a few seconds, and replied, "I like you."

"Do you love me?" Someone clenched his hands and continued to ask.

"I'm in love with you." The degree deepened.

"Fuck you!"

Although it's cool to be able to say that I like him, but now these are not the key at all!

"Fuck! You don't even pay attention to me."

Little friend Song angrily shook off the hand he took the initiative to hold.

He confessed to him countless times, but he never seriously expressed his feelings for him from the beginning to the end.

Facing Little Song's angry accusation, Qiao Peicheng couldn't help laughing, and asked, "What does it matter to you?"

Didn't he care enough about him?

So, Song Ange, who is getting more and more creative, is simply a shame.

"At least let me know that you love me, other people's boyfriends will have a little romance from time to time, send flowers or something, what about you? You will only be angry with me." Little friend Song began to look for evidence to express his point of view .

Every time on festivals like Valentine's Day, idiot Joe would not send him flowers or gifts. Even if he wanted to hug him, he would only hug him harder if he took the initiative to seduce him.

"You like flowers?" Qiao Peicheng didn't like this kind of thing very much, so he naturally thought that Song Ange didn't like it, after all, he didn't like it when he was Song Ange either.

"Damn! It's not a matter of liking or not." In terms of feelings, is his idiot Joe so stupid?

Qiao Peicheng clicked his tongue. "There is a flower shop in front, what do you want? I'll buy it for you."

In the end, he still didn't understand, Song Ange gritted his teeth angrily.

"You pick it, if you can't pick it, I don't want it."

There is also a candy store next to the flower shop. When they passed by, they caught a glimpse of a loving old lady and a boy who was helping the old lady arrange the goods. His back was turned to them and he couldn't see his face.

They walked to the flower shop, and the owner of the flower shop was sitting inside, holding his chin and not knowing what to think.

Because of the other party's image, Qiao Peicheng couldn't help but take a few more glances.

She looks beautiful.That's right, it's beautiful, not handsome, with exquisite beauty without dead ends. His waist-length hair is braided and hangs down on his right shoulder. An exquisite improved robe is not at all awkward on him. It follows the ancient times. Pretty.

Even with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, there is nothing to spoil the beauty.

There was a dog standing next to the boss, barking barking, as if telling his master not to be in a daze.

Little Song called the boss several times, but there was no response from the other party, and seeing the dazed looks of the people around him, he was so jealous that he raised his voice to the boss who was in a daze, "Boss, do you have bad ears? I called you several times, but there was no response."

Hearing this, the boss finally regained his composure and stood up.

Qiao Peicheng had a headache, and he reached out and tapped his little friend who was jealous when nothing happened. "Pay attention to your attitude."

Little Song knew that he shouldn't be angry with an irrelevant person, so he snorted at Stupid Qiao, rubbed his nose and apologized to the boss.

The boss nodded indifferently. "what to buy?"

It looks good, and it sounds amazing.

Song Ange thought sourly.

"Choose it." He raised his chin at his man, to see what flower he could pick out for him.

Qiao Peicheng casually glanced at the pile of flowers in front of him, and pointed to the conspicuous yellow|chrysanthemum.

"this?"

"you dare!"

Well, if you don't like it, then change it to something else, that pot of cactus is pretty good.

"this?"

Once again, he made an inconspicuous choice, and successfully ordered Little Song. He pointed to a bunch of red roses next to him.

"Qiao Peisheng, are you playing with me? There are so many roses in front of you, but you just don't choose."

It's too bad that he really wants to anger him!

The goal of being cute was achieved, and Qiao Peicheng stroked his chin in satisfaction. "If you like it, you can give it to you."

A perfunctory look as if you were happy, forced little friend Song to say "fuck me", but it touched his man's squinted eyes, so he had no choice but to swallow back the words behind him.

"Pay!"

He picked up the largest and most beautiful bunch of red roses, and walked away angrily.

Qiao Peicheng didn't stop him, and watched the boy stand there after walking a few steps, turning his head and waiting for him impatiently.

He couldn't help lowering his head and suppressing a smile, and he paid for the roses after a while, and walked over slowly.

Little friend Song might not be convinced, so he suddenly yelled at him: "Qiao Peicheng, you will die if you take the initiative to say that I love you!"

He just wants a confirmation of his feelings, why can't he satisfy him.

I thought idiot Joe would respond to him this time, but he replied—"No, I feel like a pervert."

Here we go again, the hypocritical liar!

When he was being happy together in every corner of the big house every now and then, why didn't he think about how perverted he was, and wouldn't be happy to say I love you?

Little friend Song always says what he thinks.

Angrily, he grabbed the obnoxious bastard in front of him. "Why don't you feel like a pervert when you fuck me?"

Qiao Peicheng actually thought seriously again when he heard the words.

"I like excitement. It's exciting to fuck you. If it's not exciting, don't do it."

For this answer, I don't know what to say to Little Song, and I feel angry and ashamed.

It's funny, it's going to be counterproductive if you continue.

Qiao Peicheng hooked him into his arms full of smiles, lowered his head and pouted his mouth that was so angry.

Song Ange doesn't appreciate it, just want to calm him down with a kiss?no way.

"Little Song, I didn't say it because..." Seeing this, Qiao coughed lightly, and slowly explained why he didn't speak in Song's ear. "Because I'm a little embarrassed."

What he said was indeed the truth, and he was really embarrassed to say something like "I love you" to the boy seriously.

Qiao, who has always been thick-skinned, still knows how to be embarrassed?Song Ange was dubious, but when he saw someone's red ears, he believed it.

Where is there any anger in my heart, it is so sweet as hell.

Little Song held a rose in one hand, hooked his man's neck with the other, put his mouth close to his red ear, and hummed triumphantly: "Then let's express it in another way, Song Ange loves Qiao Peisheng, does Qiao Peisheng love Song Ange?"

Questions and answers should be better than talking directly, right?

A few seconds later, someone continued to cough lightly, and replied softly——

"Love."

Today's little friend Song was blown away by his own man's cuteness.

Now he wants to go back and ask him if he loves him while being fucked by him.

When doing things, Joe's idiot, who would blush and be awkward, just thinking about it can sweeten his heart.

Wake up the next day.

Song Ange felt that there was something extra on his hand, and when he lifted it up, he saw a large diamond ring on his ring finger, the kind that made people blind.

Can't help but chuckle, he took out two ring boxes that had been hidden for a long time from another bedside table, put them on someone who was still sleeping on the opposite side, and put them on himself.

Looking at each other's hands with both rings.

Kid Song kissed the fingers of the sleeping person opposite, and said sweetly——

"Qiao Peisheng, I love you."

"Song Ange loves Qiao Peisheng the most in this life."

Thank you for being so beautiful, and willing to appear in Song Ange's life, to save him who was too bad, and to be the salvation of his life.

The author has something to say: the full text is over, but the story of Joe Stupid and Little Song will continue to unfold in their world, every day is sweet

waving~