Luggage Syndrome

"Let me tell you, Xiao Chengcheng, you are being tricked."

Hearing this, Liang Yicheng raised his head and glared at Yu Qingming.

Yu Qingming sipped the porridge from the dining hall as if nothing had happened, sticking out his tongue at him without knowing whether it was scalded or on purpose.

"Why, did I say something wrong? If he wasn't interested in you, how could he tease you like that, and deliberately let you misunderstand him?"

"he……"

"Hey, let me tell you, there are quite a lot of scumbags like this. They like to flirt around when they have nothing to do. Usually, there are five or six of them. After sleeping, they show their true colors..."

"I told you I haven't slept yet!"

Liang Yicheng interrupted irritably, regretting that he didn't buy glutinous rice chicken today.

Yu Qingming shrugged, and said: "Oh, then he may have enough energy to spare, after all Bo/bo intestines..."

Liang Yicheng: "???"

"Do you think he knows you like him?"

Liang Yicheng shook his head blankly.

"In my opinion, with your stupid appearance, he must have seen it at a glance. Why don't you poke it? Just tease you a few times and you will be determined to feed him cats and shovel shit every day. You Where can I find such a good nanny... Oh no, no, I will choke to death!"

Liang Yicheng picked up a barbecued pork bun, gesticulated with Yu Qingming's mouth, and put it back on the plate annoyed.

Yu Qingming watched the movement in horror, and when he put down the bun in his hand, he sighed and said:

"I'm so sad, I have been in love with you for so many years, but now you want to stuff Shi into my mouth because of him..."

Liang Yicheng broke the char siew bun in half, picked up one half with chopsticks, held it up in the air threateningly, and said firmly, "He is not this kind of person."

"Oh, it's still very sick, anyway, you won't listen to what I say... Then how about it, you like him, and he's single, so you might as well go after him. Then you can turn back Come here to force him to express his opinion, I'll see how he can pretend hahaha--wait, don't stuff the pork buns! If you stuff them, I can't help but eat them! I can't eat these recently!"

Liang Yicheng looked at him sideways for a while, as if he was considering Yu Qingming's proposal, and also as if he was seriously thinking about whether to use barbecued pork buns to plug that annoying mouth.

In the end, he lowered his head and ate the cool char siew buns in a few mouthfuls before he asked angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Qingming immediately dropped the spoon in his hand, and said angrily: "Didn't I say to squat that little brother that day? He is really difficult to squat. I squatted at the door of his company several times before I finally met him and came back. Fortunately, I thought he was a wolf dog, but it turned out to be a mad dog..."

Liang Yicheng became curious: "What? Did you quarrel?"

Yu Qingming waved his hand: "No, we only met once, why are we arguing? At first he refused to even say his name, so I sneaked into his trouser pocket while he was taking a shower, and when I saw the security personnel certificate I thought he was from that road, and I was so scared that I was ready to put on my pants and run away, and then he came out..."

Liang Yicheng sighed: "How can you rummage through other people's things..."

Yu Qingming rolled his eyes and said, "Student Liang Ercheng, you are so naive! If you go to open a room, the other party insisted repeatedly before making an appointment that you will only have one shot. That posture is eager to let you sign the contract with your fingerprints, but he himself But he refused to even say his name, do you think this is reasonable? Although he looks handsome, but you can really rest assured to sleep with him?"

Liang Yicheng said indifferently: "But you still sleep."

Yu Qingming choked for a moment, blushed, and said, "I, haven't I confirmed my identity? The company written on the certificate is a well-known large foreign-funded enterprise. You can't hire bad guys as bodyguards, right? Anyway, no matter what I'm quite satisfied with what he does, whether he's a handsome guy, and his abs are still real. According to my experience, most people who only hit a gun beforehand are pretending to be aggressive, but he I really didn't reply to the message, so I had no choice but to go directly to his company to block him, and it happened that he came back from a mission."

Liang Yicheng was stunned.Daring to block people at the gates of large foreign-funded enterprises is for dating, and Yu Qingming may be unprecedented.

"In the end, the bastard saw that I pretended not to know each other, and then I couldn't stand being teased, so he took me to an unlicensed small hotel."

When meeting someone as bold as Yu Qingming, that little brother bodyguard might be quite helpless.

Liang Yicheng suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him.

"I was ready and saw him taking off his clothes. He was going to take off his clothes?! What did he think I was blocking him at the door of his company?! When I saw him wearing that suit, I was so hard all the way, Can I get him off?!"

Seeing that Yu Qingming was so excited that he was about to slap the table, Liang Yicheng quickly picked up his fake Vitasoy in a glass bottle, and took a sip fearfully.

Yu Qingming glared at him, and said: "I told him to come directly, but suddenly his face turned dark, and he turned around to leave - I had been blowing on the air conditioner for a long time, my buttocks were freezing cold, and my heart was cold, so I just let him go." He yelled, 'Can't you?' But the soundproofing of the small hotel seems to be not very good, the next room seems to be quiet... Then he exploded in anger, and then started, uh, just...you know, anyway, I stopped in the middle In a coma, I couldn't even walk after waking up, and the doctor put me on liquid food for a week... It's as miserable as meeting a mad dog, don't take him to play like this."

Liang Yicheng was almost choked by Vitasoy, and after being quiet for a long time, he said, "Everyone will go crazy when they meet someone like you."

Yu Qingming curled her lips: "Can't you talk about what he doesn't like? Obviously, we can discuss it carefully. Besides, I just told him not to take off his clothes. I don't know why he is so angry... Forget it, the good man on Greened There are too many, ah, by the way, do you want my brother to teach you a hundred ways to catch up with a friend? But first, you have to become a friend with him—"

Liang Yicheng picked up the plate expressionlessly, got up and left quickly.

"Hey, wait for me, hiss—"

Although Yu Qingming is sometimes very poisonous, Liang Yicheng actually admires Yu Qingming.

Although most people will be confused by his unruly words and deeds, Liang Yicheng knows that Yu Qingming has extremely keen intuition and amazing insight.

In high school, Liang Yicheng once thought that Yu Qingming's intuition and insight were nicknamed Gay Da.After all, unlike Yu Qingming who can almost recognize the same kind at a glance, Liang Yicheng is not gay.

He sees everyone as straight, and sometimes even thinks he is straight when he looks in the mirror.

Of course, in his youthful and beautiful dreams, there has never been a heroine, but he hasn't even thought about finding the reason.

Maybe there is no gay in this world who is more confused than him.

Therefore, when Yu Qingming blocked him in the classroom after school and politely asked him if he didn't like girls, he was enlightened.

It was like a boat that had been lost for a long time in the dark night and was suddenly hit on the face by tens of thousands of watts of stage spotlights.

He stood there blankly for a while, quickly accepted the fact, and then shouted excitedly: "Yes, I am! What about you, are you gay too?!"

Yu Qingming was dumbfounded, and looked around in horror, almost wanting to gag him with a blackboard eraser.

Later, Liang Yicheng always regarded Yu Qingming as a good brother, and Yu Qingming always regarded him as a good sister, and the two often made fools together.

But after a long time, Liang Yicheng finally realized that Yu Qingming was actually very smart, and he was probably the only one who was really stupid.

Last time, Yu Qingming easily exposed the clumsy lies he had painstakingly planned, forcing him to face his own heart.

That's why he was terrified.

But no matter whether Fu Lang is really what Yu Qingming said, he doesn't intend to run away.

Liang Yicheng opened the door of Fu Lang's house with ease, and the little white cat walked up to Liang Yicheng with lazy steps, stretched lazily, and the cat's arched back was exceptionally tall.

The little white cat has grown up again.

He grabbed the little white cat by its two arms, lifted it up, weighed it, and said seriously: "Xiaobai, you have gained weight."

The little white cat ignored him, turned its head away, and kicked its legs in displeasure.

Liang Yicheng put down the cat, took out clean clothes from his bag and changed into it, and then carried the cat into the house.

Passing by Fu Lang's room, he hesitated for a moment, threw the cat into the living room, opened the bedroom door carefully, and got in.

On the bed, there was still only one pillow.

In the closet, his clothes were still neatly placed.

Liang Yicheng quickly backed out, closed the door, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Lang cooked for him again today.

Liang Yicheng was humming a song while heating up the meal, and suddenly remembered the shift schedule that Fu Lang had sent him.

Yesterday, Fu Lang was on the big night shift, from eleven o'clock in the evening until dawn, but today he didn't rest, and went out to work on the small night shift before four o'clock in the afternoon, and he would not come back until late at night.

But he still took time to cook for him.

If you say that Fu Lang is playing him... then just play it.

Holding the cat in his arms, Liang Yicheng collapsed on the sofa in a self-defeating manner.

The little white cat stepped on his stomach a few times in disgust, turned around and pointed its butt at him, and then sat on his chest safely, flicking its tail, sweeping back and forth on the dazed Liang Yicheng's face .

After several sneezes in a row, Liang Yicheng finally drove the cat away, sat up, rubbed his nose, and his eyes were red.

I really want to see Fu Lang.

The author says:

Fu Baibai started to change at the age of [-] [I am so sad that I probably guessed that the sub-CP appeared... As for whether I should drive for this sub-CP who can empty my kidneys at a glance... It depends on my mood in the future Ba_(:з」∠)_