awkward

His mind was blank for several minutes, and he was in a state of fear.

When a Gay Guy Secretly Set His Phone Number as "Wife"

What does this mean?

Chen Mo told himself again and again to be calm, calm down and calm down again, his hands were shaking slightly, his eyelids kept jumping, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Gay guys call him his wife, obviously, there are two meanings.

1. Gay guys have an ambiguous meaning towards themselves

2. The wife is usually used to suppress, that is to say, gays want to fuck themselves? !

Chen Mo's fair and handsome face was as stiff as a fossil in an instant and couldn't be stiffer anymore.

For a long time, almost as long as a century, he maintained a posture without moving again.

The screen in his hand has gone dark, and the clock on the wall has gone half a circle, but he is still rigid.

"Mr. Chen, I finished washing, do you want to use it?"

The door of the bathroom was suddenly opened, and Ye Mu came out wiping his wet hair.

The hotel didn't prepare pajamas, so he simply wrapped a white bath towel around his lower body, revealing a vigorous mermaid line on his abdomen, looking cool and handsome.

Chen Mo heard the voice and didn't reply.

Ye Mu walked over and lay down. Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, he turned his head and asked, "Mr. Chen?"

Chen Mo was silent for a few minutes, then turned to glance at him mechanically, but his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he gritted his teeth and burst out the word "Fuck!" from between his thin lips.

Facing the bed, Ye Mu spread out his slender and strong thighs to both sides. Because of the large span, the white bath towel tied around his waist fell off quietly, and the entire towel could be seen halfway.

Seduce, seduce!

Naked seduction!

This damn fag must have planned it beforehand!

Chen Mo pursed his lips sharply, all the muscles in his body were tense, and his deep Danfeng eyes had a sense of seeing death for the sake of chastity.

Fearing that the person next to him would do something shameful again, he casually picked up the clothes next to the cabinet and walked quickly into the bathroom.

With the sound of closing the door with a "bang", the atmosphere quieted down.

Ye Mu had just taken a hot bath, and suddenly couldn't fall asleep, so he turned on the TV and started watching.

There was a "bang bang bang" in the bathroom. For some unknown reason, the people inside were obviously a little flustered, and slipped and fell on the wet floor several times.

He didn't care much, still staring at the screen intently.

About an hour later, Chen Mo limped out of the bathroom with Zhang Jun's face indifferent.

Ye Mu raised his eyelids to see that he was covering himself airtightly, with an inexplicable look between his brows, "Isn't it hot to wear long-sleeved trousers in this weather?"

Chen Mo didn't give him any extra glances, and walked to his bed without looking sideways, and said in a low voice, "It's not hot."

Ye Mu had been with him for a while, and knew that this person had a strange temper, so he didn't go into it. After watching TV for a while and feeling bored, he picked up his mobile phone to browse Moments.

Just in time to see Chen Mo's activity the day before yesterday, he gave five likes naturally with his fingers.

Chen Mo's phone soon received a notification. He lowered his head and looked at the screen, his long black eyelashes casting a shadow on his face.

Damn it! He should have known that since he came back from Uruk that time, as long as he posted something, this fucking fag would immediately give him five likes every time.

Could it be that he has been targeted since then?

Chen Mo imagined it in his mind, and the pores all over his body couldn't help but get goosebumps.

It was really hard for him to imagine that there was a gay guy by his side staring at him.

If it was someone else, he would definitely send a letter of resignation, but when this person is Ye Mu, who once saved his life, he would not be able to do such a terrible thing.

"Mr. Chen"

Suddenly, Ye Mu called out.

His voice was magnetic and cold, with a slight prolongation in his utterances. Chen Mo could hear a strange tingling sensation in these two very ordinary words.

After struggling for a long time, he clutched the quilt and did not return.

Seeing Ye Mu, he called again, "Mr. Chen"

Chen Mo bit his lip, and his words collapsed between his teeth with an ugly face, "What are you doing?"

Ye Mu lowered his eyes, there was hesitation on his fair face, and he hesitated to speak.

"There is one thing that I have kept in my heart for a long time. I don't know if I should tell you."

Chen Mo swallowed dryly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was silent for a few seconds, and said firmly: "No, keep holding it, I don't want to know."

Ye Mu frowned and said emphatically, "But don't say that I will always miss it."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, and made a rattling sound, "Then keep thinking about it."

After hearing this, Ye Mu didn't say any more, his expression looked a little lonely, and the dim light cast a very depressed shadow on his thin and slender back.

Chen Mo saw it, opened his thin lips slightly, and spoke coldly, "If you are not sure that you will get the desired result if you say something, then there is no need to say it at all. This will not only protect yourself, but also reduce the other party's feelings a lot. bothered."

Ye Mu tilted his head and said calmly: "But what if I'm sure that speaking out about this matter will get the desired result?"

Chen Mo frowned tightly, and the deep outline showed tight lines, "No, this is just your personal opinion."

Ye Mu didn't give up, "I think he can bear it, and I won't keep thinking about it after that."

With a straight face, Chen Mo said firmly, "No, he can't bear it!"

Ye Mu closed his eyes and compromised, "Okay, I'll make an agreement at another time."

Chen Mo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, silently turned off the lamp beside the bed, and curled himself up under the quilt.

Ye Mu half leaned against the head of the bed, stared down at the circle of friends for a while, and sighed wearily.

On the day he came back from Uruk, Chen Mo asked him to borrow 5 yuan temporarily, but he didn't pay him back afterwards.

As his own boss, he didn't have the nerve to urge him, so he could only give him five likes in his circle of friends every time, hoping that he would remember, but obviously it didn't work.

In fact, 5 yuan is neither too much nor too little, but Ye Mu is really not used to being owed money by others.

It’s fine if you just tell him not to pay it back, but if you keep procrastinating like this, it will cause a phenomenon that you just forget it, and you will pay it back as long as you remind it a lot.

This brought great confusion and difficulties to Ye Mu. How should you express in private that you still owe me 5 yuan?

It was nearly 12 o'clock, and it was pitch black outside, and the room was very quiet, except for the breathing of two people.

Ye Mu looked sideways at Chen Mo's back for a long time, and finally turned on the lamp and lay down silently.

Chen Mo kept clenching his fists. There was a little sweat between his handsome and tall nose, his extremely thin lips were tightly lined, and his narrow, long and deep Danfeng eyes were half-closed.

Ye Mu seems to be a strong person, but he is sensitive and fragile in his heart. How can he politely refuse to express his wish that he can't be gay?

The night is already deep.

Knowing that he kept calling on the tree, the two had their own concerns and lost sleep at the same time.