Mo Yang

(The following content all happened after the main text of "Mo Yang" ended and the two lived together alone)

What is it like to have a lover with a high IQ and a dark belly?

Respondent: Anonymous

I have watched this question for three days, and I feel that all the respondents above answered "what is the experience of a lover with a high IQ", and no one answered "what is the experience of a lover with a black belly"... Tossing and turning, it is hard to understand, So anonymously climbed up to complain.

Let’s just read it as a story and laugh it off after reading it.

Before I officially start answering the question, I want to expand the topic a little bit:

"What is the experience of having a lover with a high IQ who is dark-bellied and good-looking?" This question is more suitable for my situation.

And my answer is: love and hate, want to live and want to die.

Having a good-looking lover means that you are happy when you see him every day. No matter how outrageous things he does, as long as he raises his eyes, raises his lips, and looks at you with a smile, you will vent half of your anger;

Having a lover with a high IQ means that you basically have nothing to hide in front of him, and your thoughts and actions are all under his nose.Not only that, but one of the important symptoms of a high IQ "patient" is that he is active in thinking, especially capable of tossing, and he can make flowers for you even in an ordinary life;

Having a dark-bellied lover means that you often can’t guess what the other person is thinking. He can easily manipulate your emotions and control your life. He can make you angry one second and speechless the next. It always makes you feel that you have suffered all kinds of grievances, and finally take a closer look, and you have to die by yourself.

Combine the three, knead them into one, and experience it.

I repeat, love and hate, want to live and die.

He is like a little fox with a big fluffy tail, his fur is smooth and smooth, he is good at acting coquettishly, his big eyes roll around, and he has an idea in a while.

My lover is lazy and seems boneless.His high IQ made him very aware of the importance of exercise to human beings, so he accurately completed the amount of exercise required to maintain good health, and then spent the rest of the time paralyzed in any place where he could paralyze: on the bed, on the sofa, on the balcony On, on me...

With him, my daily routine consists of picking him up from various places.

Get up in the morning to hug him in bed, shake him out of the quilt and coax him to wash and eat;

In the morning, I want to hug him on the sofa, snatch the book from him and give him a massage, lest he suddenly go blind due to excessive use of his eyes some day in the future;

In the afternoon, I want to hug on the balcony. Who told him that he is a person who watches the sunset and the moon to go to work, with the cold wind on his face, but he doesn't even bother to close the windows;

Tonight... ahem.

All in all, he had to do physical work all the time by his side, and he had to hug "Her Lady Queen" well, and he was also a servant, a bodyguard, and a means of transportation.

And he is often unhappy... For example, he refused to get up in the morning when he was hugged out of bed by me.At this time, he will retaliate against me - tricks to deceive people.

Due to professional reasons, my lover is a person who likes deceiving people very much, is good at deceiving people, and integrates deception into every aspect of life.

For him, lying is as simple as eating and drinking, and he does it completely without trace and without guilt; not only that, he is also very good at controlling the "degree" of lies, and always keeps the situation under control. within the scope of...

For example, the day before yesterday, because I made a carrot meal for lunch and he was not allowed to order takeaway, he secretly rubbed his hands and got angry with me.

In the afternoon, I told me that the courier had been delivered and asked me to go to the courier box in the yard to pick it up. I ran there and found nothing.

When I came back from the yard, before I asked him if he was lying to me, he told me that he heard a woman crying next door.

I didn't believe it, so he pulled me to listen, and as expected, I heard a faint sob.

Under his instigation, I looked from the balcony to the next door, only to find that the man next door was beating his wife!

I immediately called the police, pounded on the door next door, and had a good fight with the wife-beating beast, and almost died.

Our fight was about the same, and the police also came, and took us all to the police station. After questioning, this man was a repeat offender of beating his wife.

He cheated on himself, and he was unwilling to take the initiative to divorce and divide the family property, so he beat his wife to force her to take the initiative to divorce.He had been staying at Xiaosan's house for some time before, but we bumped into him today when he came back to pick up things.

"I didn't want to hit her, I didn't want to do anything today!" At the police station, the scumbag kept defending himself, "It was this woman who suddenly cried and screamed, and jumped on me to hit me. The bastard is looking for trouble first!"

His wife was shaking from crying, obviously frightened.

The police comrades were very angry and said that they would go to the court to file a lawsuit to apply for a habeas corpus order for the woman in accordance with the "Anti-Domestic Violence Law", asking the court to force the couple to divorce.

After leaving the police station, the wife thanked me and asked me to express my gratitude to my lover.

I don't understand, what would she like to thank her lover for?She said that today's show was actually arranged by her lover.She complained about her husband to my lover a long time ago, and my lover asked for her phone and told her: "I will help you."

Then this afternoon, she suddenly received a text message from my lover, with a very brief instruction: "Delete this message immediately after reading it: hit your husband, cry, shout, I can save you!"

Maybe it's because my lover's attitude is very firm and tough, maybe it's because she's had enough of the days of fear, maybe it's her husband's long-term violence that makes her want to explode and resist, in short, she did what my lover asked... Now the result.

After hearing this, I understood everything: my lover sent me a text message to the neighbor with a lie about picking up the courier.He could clearly explain everything to me, but he played me wildly, and maybe secretly hoped that I would suffer from that domestic violence criminal...

Feeling a little upset, I went home with a sullen face. When I opened the door, I found that my lover who was supposed to be paralyzed on the sofa was waiting at the door.

Seeing me come back, he immediately leaned over and hugged me, kissed my cheek, and whispered in my ear: "You are back, my great hero."

All of a sudden, I don't have any anger left.

Hey……

Love and hate, desire life and death.

This is the experience of a lover with a high IQ who is dark-bellied and good-looking.

=== Supplement after three days ===

Some people complain that my lover is a scumbag who makes his girlfriend charge forward and fight with men. I want to explain this.

What, I am also a man.

I'm still 2 cm taller than my lover...

Is there anyone who can't see it?Could it be that girls are walking around with their boyfriends in their arms at home now? ? ?

=== Supplement after six days ===

Regarding my lover's occupation, please don't think too much.

We are all law-abiding good citizens with five stresses, four beauties and three passions!

Really, look at my sincere writing! ! !

Han Mo asked Tutu for lip balm, and happily played the "lip balm challenge" with Qiao Yang: one party put lip balm on his lips, and asked the other party to kiss and guess the taste of lip balm.Han Mo put on lip balm, Qiao Yang approached with a blushing face, and kissed him embarrassedly, sniffing like a puppy: "Strawberry?" Han Mo narrowed his phoenix eyes with a smile, and raised his head to kiss him: "Answer is correct, reward one~ "

In the middle of the night, Qiao Yang was clacking and typing on the keyboard with a chocolate pocky in his mouth. Han Mo grabbed the book and swayed out of the bedroom. After walking around the room, he asked, "Is there anything else to eat?"

Qiao Yang stared at the screen and chewed the pocky: "There is a box of pocky left, I opened it and ate it."

"Hungry." Han Mo muttered.

"Come on." Qiao Yang turned the swivel chair, raised his chin at Han Mo with the pocky in his mouth.

The latter's phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and he walked over and sat on the former's lap, holding the back of his head, first ate the pocky slowly, and then tasted his lips with relish.

Qiao Yang's seventh draft script was rejected, and he was very upset, so when Han Mo was lying on the sofa in the living room and playing with his tablet while shouting "Little Sun, I want milk tea", he remained motionless, too lazy to speak.

Han Mo waited in the living room for a while, but got up and went to the study when he heard no response.He circled around Qiao Yang, looked at the screen twice, and reached out to touch Qiao Yang's hand: "Why do you..."

"Don't touch me if you're annoying." Qiao Yang subconsciously opened Han Mo's hand, and with a crisp "snap", the back of Han Mo's hand immediately turned red.

"?!" Qiao Yang trembled, but Han Mo turned away without saying a word.

Qiao Yang immediately jumped up: "Hey, Ah Mo, I'm not!" His agitation doubled, he felt that someone had covered his face with a layer of plastic wrap, all the anger was trapped in his body, and he couldn't even breathe out.

He knew that he should apologize and explain, but he was afraid that if he caught up with him, he would lose control of his emotions and make the incident escalate. At the same time, he still suppressed a layer of grievance in his heart: I am also very annoying, okay?I have always spoiled you and revolved around you...why didn't you see me coaxing me once?

Thinking about this, he saw Han Mo go and come back, the two cans of beer in his hand dangling at him: "I'm upset, do you want to drink away your worries?"

Qiao Yang blinked: "Ah Mo..."

"Or what can you do to be more happy, I will accompany you to do it. Is it because the script has been rejected, can I help you lie to the team leader?"

Qiao Yang shook his head: "Don't! Then what, aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? Who hasn't got upset yet?" Han Mo put the wine on the table, hugged Qiao Yang, pressed his forehead against his temple, and gently kissed Qiao Yang's side face: "If you are not happy, I will coax you." Coax you~ Be happy."

Qiao Yang raised the corners of his mouth and hugged Han Mo back, and the two hugged each other gently shaking.When I was tired from standing, I hugged and swayed on the sofa together, found a classic comedy, rewatched it while drinking, and laughed together.

Halfway through the plot, Han Mo, who was too drunk to drink, was already drunk and fell asleep with his pillow on Qiao Yang's stomach.Qiao Yang rubbed his hair, bit his nose lightly, and said in a low voice, "Every moment like this, I can clearly feel that you love me just like I love you."

The fraudulent call came to Han Mo's mobile phone, and a young man with a southern accent said, "You, you come to my office at noon tomorrow."

Han Mo raised his eyebrows, and asked with a half-smile, "Boss?"

Liar: "Yes, it's me."

Han Mo: "Do you want to verify the matter of the sixth child? Don't worry, it has been done, and it will be buried on the side of the G7 National Highway."

Liar: "...Ah? What's buried on the G7 National Highway?"

"Corpse."

"Whose body?"

"Sixth...wait, aren't you the boss? Who are you? Fuck you! You've heard all the big things about my buddy, you're dead!" Han Mo growled viciously.

The liar was frightened and cried: "No, no, brother, I either made a mistake or I was doing phone scams... beep...beep..."

"Hey, it's fun~" Han Mo put down his phone contentedly, wagging his fox tail and waiting for the next unlucky scammer to call.

Mr. Qiao Yang, who watched the whole process, said: The leader of the fraud gang who is in the rest period is really-cute! ! !

The author has something to say: sweet or not!Is it delicious?

I feel so full after sending it out, I don’t even need to eat dinner 2333