The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

He took the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the newcomer?

No, no, I must be unprepared. If God gives me another chance, I will definitely...

boom!

The hull shook, and Du Feng, who had just stood up, threw himself into the arms of the newcomer again.

"..."

Du Feng blushed, "Do you believe me when I said that the boat started the attack?"

He pointed to the ship that was still shaking slightly, and the things that had fallen around it.

"En." The newcomer's eyes flashed, the boat shook again, and Du Feng threw himself into his arms again.

There is a faint smell of seafood, which belongs to the smell of the ocean, with a little sunshine, and it smells surprisingly good.

Du Feng took a deep sniff greedily, and walked away from him, "I don't know what's going on with this boat today, it keeps shaking..."

"En." The newcomer nodded, his face was the same as before, and it was impossible to tell whether it was happiness or anger.

But as long as he is a normal straight man, he will not like another man to throw himself into his arms, and he will do it again and again.

Is the newcomer crooked?

"Do you think the manager is beautiful?" Du Feng tentatively tried.

For a homosexual, he has always felt that the manager has cold brows, slightly raised almond eyes, and wears a suit and tie with an aura of abstinence, which is very attractive to him.

But generally, handsome is used to describe men, and only homosexuals think another man is beautiful.

If the newcomer also thinks the manager is pretty, then it is likely to be crooked.

"Absolutely." The newcomer squatted down to pick up the dropped teacup.

His teacup looked like glass, but he didn't expect the quality to be so good, and it didn't break when it fell from such a high wardrobe.

"It's just average?" I can't tell that the newcomer doesn't look like a mountain, but the requirements are quite high, and even the manager feels average.

Then I...

Du Feng looked down at himself, as if there was no hope.

Although he thinks his appearance and temperament are unique, he still can't compare with the manager. It is a kind of natural self-confidence and calmness that others cannot learn.

"I didn't pay much attention." The newcomer wiped the edge of the cup and put it back in the closet.

He took off half of his clothes, unbuttoned a few, hanging loosely on his chest, revealing his fair chest.

Did not notice?

The manager didn't pay attention to such an outstanding appearance and temperament?Seems like a real guy.

Du Feng was disappointed for a while, and speeded up the speed of changing clothes, hoping to separate from the newcomer as soon as possible.

Although he likes newbies, he still has a bottom line, and if he is not gay, he will definitely not pull people into the water.

"Hurry up and change, and go to eat after changing." Du Feng hurriedly finished changing, and without waiting for the newcomer, he closed the wardrobe and walked out of the dressing room by himself, "The cafeteria is still at noon, can you find it?"

Because the ship is too big, there are three or five canteens, and the meal time is different, so Du Feng specially reminded him.

"Hmm." The newcomer took off his trousers, revealing a pair of fair and slender long legs. His skin was still juicy and juicy, as if he could see the other side from one side.

"Then I'll go first." Du Feng thoughtfully closed the door and went to the cafeteria alone.

The treatment here is pretty good. There are quite a few dishes in the cafeteria, many of which are leftovers from the buffet. In addition, there are two meat, two vegetarian and one soup.

Du Feng came early, there was no one in the cafeteria, and the dishes were basically untouched. He managed to pick up a plate of spicy shrimp and some squid.

The fat man winked at him, told him to come, and sneaked him a steak, still wrapped in plastic.

Du Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not like I haven't eaten it before, so why make it so mysterious."

The fat man gave him a blank look, "This is not the last piece, why not leave it to you? I don't want to take it back."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but there were people inside, and he was powerless to grab it.

Du Feng had already left with the plate in his hand, and took apart the meat and put it on the plate.

Sure enough, Fatty's workmanship is good, and the steak can smell a fragrance as soon as it is opened, and it is still hot.

However, it would be too cheap to put them in plastic bags. Du Feng was a little disgusted. Of course, based on the principle that food should not be wasted, CDs should be released.

It is a rule not to wander around after the lights are turned off on the boat, especially on Saturdays and Sundays. If you go out, you will be called back by the security guards.

I don't know the reason, but Sister Lan just told him not to go out at night, Du Feng still listened to it, and went back obediently tonight, lying on the bed early.

He was a bit bored, flipped through the posts, and found that everyone chatted by themselves, roughly saying why the host hasn't shown up yet, although he's a bit of a jerk, but it's been a while since I haven't seen him. I hope the host will show up often.

Of course, the most common question is whether he is dead or not.I was worried that he would really die, but also hoped that he would die quickly. Later, I concluded that I must admit that there is a demon before I die, otherwise I will not be allowed to die or something.

Du Feng dipped his feet into the freshly boiled hot water and couldn't help shaking his head. In fact, this group of people is quite cute.

Straightforward, caring about him, giving him all kinds of reminders, but also hoping to see him burp, reminding him without saying the reason, leaving him in a fog.

hiss!

Du Feng gasped, and quickly pulled out his feet. He shivered from the hot water and turned red.

He didn't care too much, and put it in carefully, took it out quickly, and washed it for about ten minutes before finally washing it.

The fat man was a little later than him, and he came back when he was drying his feet, holding a fitness-like thing in his hand.

That thing is very heavy, and he wants to move it in, "Come here and help."

Du Feng put on his shoes and came over to pick them up, "What is it?"

"Things for exercising." They put them together under the closet, leaving even less space in the already small room.

"Let's not talk about such a big thing?" This is a place where four people live, and there are two people on the night shift.

"It's okay." The fat man wiped his hands, "I've inquired, those two people have already left today, didn't you see that everything is gone?"

"That's it." Du Feng really didn't pay attention, "What if someone is arranged again?"

"Just say no to that buddy. This is not for one person." The fat man has already turned on the fitness equipment, which is a platform. Standing on it, he will shake from side to side and shake his abdomen, the effect is the same as belly dancing.

Du Feng glanced at it, and found that the fat man's whole body was shaking, like having a convulsion, but he didn't sweat a little after standing on it for more than ten minutes.

"It's useless, isn't it?" Du Feng poured out the footwashing water, put down his trousers and went to bed.

The fat man took something casually and threw it over, "Fuck you, don't hit me, sleep with you quickly."

Du Feng laughed, changed into pajamas and lay down, "I won't tease you, I'm really going to sleep."

To be honest, going to bed at ten o'clock does not meet the standards of modern youth, but Du Feng is not in the state today, his eyes are half closed, and he seems very sleepy.

He didn't hold on for long, and fell asleep as soon as he tilted his body.

I woke up again because I was woken up by the fat man. He seemed to be talking to someone, and another voice was calm and familiar.

Du Feng reluctantly opened his eyes to look, and a slender and tall figure came into view. The man turned his back to him, took out a new pair of boxer briefs from the luggage, took off his clothes and pants, and put on underwear in front of the two men.

Du Feng was so sleepy, he could only vaguely feel that the person's body was really white and tender, like water, and it could bring out the juice when pinched, white and transparent, like a work of art, without a trace of blemish.

Like ceramics, it shines from head to toe.

who is it?

Du Feng fell asleep again after thinking about it, and had a nightmare, dreaming that he got up to pee, but there was no light in the toilet, so he ran outside, it was too dark and woke up frightened.

"..."

Du Feng blinked, sat up from the bed, and was about to go to the toilet when he suddenly found someone on the opposite side.

It's only one o'clock now, the person on the night shift probably hasn't come back yet, the person on the bed is...

Demon?magic?ghost?Strange?

He thought about it for a while, and broke out in a cold sweat. Then he remembered that the fat man said that the two people who worked the night shift had moved out, and the manager should have arranged for a new person. The fat man had just discussed with that person about the equipment.

He vaguely heard something, and the man said he didn't mind, the voice was very familiar.

Du Feng bent over and took a look, and found that he was indeed an acquaintance, but he was a new colleague named He Shui, and he even complained that his name sounded like drinking water.

The newcomer seemed to be sleeping soundly, with his head sunk into the pillow, his eyes slightly closed, his chest flat, his hands crossed on his stomach, and his posture upright, a bit like a dead person lying in a coffin.

Dead people lying in coffins?

Du Feng's heart skipped a beat, startled by this thought.

However, the newcomer's face was pale and pale, and there was no sound of breathing, nor was his heart beating. It was exactly as if he had died.

Wait, there's no breathing sound, and the heart doesn't beat?

The rookie won't die, will he?

Du Feng tentatively put his hand under the newcomer's nose. There was no warm breath, only a coldness, like the cold air coming out of a corpse in the refrigerator when it was just opened, carrying an ancient and rotten breath. .

God, the newcomer is dead!

Du Feng screamed and sat down on the ground, waking up the others.

The fat man showed his head in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Du Feng pointed at the newcomer on the bed, his fingers trembling, "He...he's dead!"