My second-rate roommate said he liked me one day

layer of meaning.

For countless nights, one of Guan Xi's favorite things is to go to the guest room.Because, going to the guest room is equal to applauding love.

Of course, in the beginning, these three words were not given this special meaning.

Everything starts from a certain night.

At night, it is especially suitable for some kind of bed exercise, especially for those young couples who have just been together for a long time.

After Guan Xi took a shower, he carried Wang Leshan to his room while hugging and kissing Wang Leshan.

When the two of them were gnawing like glue, Wang Leshan sensed Guan Xi's intentions and shouted: "Don't turn on the lights!"

Before Guan Xi touched the switch's hand, he was also pulled back.

Wang Leshan's idea is very simple. The pink color in this room will definitely wither if you look at it for a long time!

Guan Xi moaned unhappily, but fortunately Wang Leshan quickly blocked his mouth, and a pair of dexterous hands raged on him like a fire.

Both of them fell on the big bed, and when the love was lingering, Guan Xi said affectionately: "I want to see your face."

Wang Leshan's heart softened, he didn't object, and he reluctantly gave in.

Guan Xi excitedly turned on the bedside lamp, and the moment the dazzling light shone, Wang Leshan's lower body almost softened along with his heart.

In the pink room, pink sheets, pink condoms, and now even the lights are fucking pink!

The girly Guan Xi blinked under the soft pink light: "Are you surprised?"

Officer Wang really wanted to die, so he reached out and turned off the light with a "snap".

Guan Xi: "..."

Wang Leshan said fiercely: "What are you looking at, don't turn on the lights!"

"It's so emotional to turn on the lights."

"Pink eyes will break."

Guan Xi said emphatically, "My headlight is an incandescent lamp! My eyes won't be damaged when I read."

Wang Leshan ignored him.

Guan Xi said aggrievedly: "Can't people have a little hobby? I specially changed this lamp just for you! For our happiness!"

"Don't do it for our happiness!" Wang Leshan got up and prepared to change the light bulb.

Guan Xi followed him and protested: "You are dictatorial! You are dictatorial!"

Wang Leshan turned his head and said, "If you want the light without me, if you want me without the light."

The counselor Guan Xi immediately compromised, pulled him back to the bed, turned off the light, and worked hard.

Wang Leshan knelt on the bed, Guan Xi entered from behind, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to slap on the bedside lamp.

In the next second, the triumphant man was kicked off the bed by Wang Leshan.

Naked police officer Wang flicked Ding Ding to flip through light bulbs in the toolbox.

Unfortunately, there is no spare at home.

Seeing that he was about to put on clothes and go downstairs to buy them, Guan Xi regretted it too much, no matter how much he promised to swear, Wang Leshan would not be moved.

In the end, it ended with going to the guest room.

From then on, Wang Leshan refused to do any intimate things in Guan Xi's room, even if Guan Xi changed the light bulb, he would not give in.

Guan Xi begged: "Go to my room, the lights have been changed."

Wang Leshan, who had lingering fear, shook his head: "I won't go."

Guan Xi felt wronged and wanted to cry.

Wang Leshan said: "Go to the guest room if you want."

"Okay." Guan Xi, who had nowhere to vent his anger, went to bed and turned into a dragon, plundering Wang Leshan like crazy.

Afterwards, Wang Leshan rubbed his waist that was about to break, stared at Guan Xi and said, "What are you looking at! It's useless to cry! I can't go to your room if you kill me."

Since then, going to the guest room has become another meaning.

Parc3 password

Wang Leshan ran out of cash and had no time to get it, so he threw the bank card to Guan Xi and asked him to run for him.

Guan Xi held the card and stood in front of the ATM before remembering to call Wang Leshan: "Password?"

Wang Leshan said: "015821."

Guan Xi asked while losing: "What a strange number, what does it mean?"

Wang Leshan was silent for a few seconds, cursed "mentally retarded" and hung up the phone.

Guan Xi was stunned, and after returning home, he wrote down Wang Leshan's birthday, police number, his own birthday, student number, and various commemorative people of the two of them on the paper.

Could it be that this password is related to Ke Fuhan?

Guan Xi, who was almost thinking about it, had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"58:21:[-]. This is my New Year's gift to you alone."

015821, it turns out that Brother Shan always remembers it.

Guan Xi held the pen and smiled like a fool.

When Wang Leshan entered the door and saw him like this, he joked casually, "You won 500 million?"

Guan Xi rushed over and hugged him: "You are my 500 million."

Wang Leshan didn't know why, so Guan Xi explained: "58:21:[-], so you liked me so early?"

Old Wang Leshan blushed, and said in an extremely unnatural tone: "I just remember a time to receive gifts."

Guan Xi didn't believe his words, and said firmly: "I just like my time, hum!"

It's rare that Wang Leshan didn't scold him for being mentally retarded, probably by default.