After meeting with a mentally ill netizen, I married into a wealthy family

When I saw "Yan Shen" again, he was already Wei Chong.

"Why are you blushing?"

With a lighted cigarette in his mouth, Wei Chong took a sip, and Tan Yuan slowly turned his eyes away after he said so.

I have to say that Wei Chong's sense is very keen.

Tan Yuan's heartbeat seemed to be a conditioned reflex, and it accelerated because of seeing Wei Chong's thin lips.

He said vaguely, "It's a little hot."

Tonight is the night to fulfill the responsibility of playing with, and it is also the night to get the check.

"I wanted to send it to you, but the courier refused to send it after hearing the price." A small, square card machine dangled between Wei Chongxian's long and beautiful fingers, "Here, take it."

Tan Yuan's heart beat faster——

The hand holding the out-of-print game trembled slightly.

"Did you bring your homework?"

Wei Chong's voice interrupted his chaotic state.

He looked up: "I brought it, I brought my schoolbag."

"Then do your homework."

"Isn't it a game to accompany you?"

"Academics are the most important thing, are you stupid, when are you still playing games?"

Wei Chong knocked on the table, like a strict and rigid tutor, but ordinary tutors are not so handsome, and they don't know how to smoke in front of students.

Tan Yuan slowly raised a question mark.

However, his homework is indeed not finished.

He is wearing red and yellow clothes with high saturation today, the colors are bright and rich, like those clothes on the catwalk that can't be worn out, normal people can't stand this kind of mess, but Wei Chong can.Tan Yuan suspects that this person is very fashionable in garbage bags.

Tan Yuan sat down to do her homework and glanced at Wei Chong.He was listening to music by the side, with two red wireless earphones plugged into his ears, and his hair was a little long, covering the pinnae.

It was just a sneak peek, and he was immediately caught by Wei Chong's death stare.

"Why don't you study hard?"

Although it felt like something was wrong, he still said honestly: "Because you are too eye-catching."

Wei Chong raised his eyebrows: "Do you like my face?"

Tan Yuan nodded sincerely.

"You are so perverted, do your homework."

Talk about wishes: "..."

Another half hour passed.

Perhaps because of boredom, Wei Chong simply took a pillow and leaned down on the table, lazily supervising his writing.

Tan Yuan couldn't concentrate on his studies again, so he warned him annoyedly: "You disturbed me."

"Then don't peek at me." He squeezed his face and turned to the book, "Read the book carefully, I will have plenty of time to peek in the future."

"Why should I peek at you?"

"You can look at it openly, I approve."

day.

It sounds like he's really a pervert.

Talking about turning shame and anger into motivation, I quickly finished today's homework.

"It's finished!" He dropped the pen and loosened his wrist, "Can I start my accompanying mission today?"

Wei Chong took off the earphones and looked at him in surprise: "I didn't intend to let you play games."

"You pay to watch me do my homework?"

"You can understand it that way."

Tan Yuan couldn't believe it: "You actually have such a habit?"

"What a mess." Seeing that he had no intention of studying, Wei Chong didn't force him anymore and turned on the computer, "Playing a game of Tetris or a gold miner?"

When did this guy start playing puzzle games?

Tan Yuan said: "I will play whatever my boss asks me to play."

"Then play Tetris." Wei Chong finalized the game and handed him the mouse.

Talking about this person, learning is another story, playing games very seriously, sitting in front of the computer, frowning slightly, very much like a boss.Wei Chong watched his face with interest.

Tan Yuan never hides the essence of Yangou, but he is actually very beautiful, a little beauty with black hair and fair skin, sometimes very silly.

Tan Yuan concentrated on stacking cubes, Wei Chong suddenly called his name: "Tan Yuan."

He turned his face distractedly: "What's wrong?"

"You're not straight, are you?"

boom--

With a shake of the hand, a block landed in the wrong position.

He froze for a few seconds before saying, "I don't know either."

"It's the first time you don't insist that you are a straight man." Wei Chong narrowed his eyes, "What's the situation, you are also a closet?"

In fact, an hour ago, he also confessed his confusion about his sexual orientation in front of this person, and even tentatively verified it once.

"I don't know if it's a deep cabinet."

Even kissing with the same sex doesn't seem to explain anything.

I remember that a long time ago, he suggested to Wei Chong's friend that kissing can tell whether a man is straight, but now he tried it himself, and he is not sure.

"If you kiss me, will you throw up?" Wei Chong said suddenly.

"No." He manipulated the cube to land.

"Why are you so sure you won't?"

Wei Chong's face is very close.

I don't know when Wei Chong came over, tilting his head, with a wicked smile, his eyes lightly fell on his lips.

Talking about willingness not to answer, I thought it was because I had tried it.

"I was thinking before, I'm so homophobic, would it be disgusting to kiss you, and I don't think so." Wei Chong said.

Can Homophobia Be Affected by Symptoms as Sexual Orientation?

Tan Yuan said casually, "Because you don't hate me."

"I don't know." Wei Chong leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and replied casually.

Tan Yuan thought for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to try?"

Wei Chong stopped opening the cigarette case immediately.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" He rolled his eyelids, his condensed eyes were hard to understand, "Kiss with me?"

Sure enough, it's still homophobic.

Talking about the wish, I understand that Wei Chong's homophobic warning is Schrödinger's cat, it comes and goes, it all depends on the mood.

"Just pretend I didn't say it." He shrugged.

The room fell into a strange silence, and there was always a real gaze wrapped around him.

Tan Yuan thought that it might not be a sign of going crazy, but also felt that it was time to leave, so he left cautiously: "I'm going home, come back next time."

He turned his back, but was suddenly caught by the shoulders.

"I didn't let you go." Wei Chong dragged his tone, a casual tone, but the strength in his hand was not like that at all.

Wei Chong dragged him to the side of the room, Tan Yuan was hurt by his grasp, and frowned.

In the next second, he was pushed down on the big bed.

With his hands and shoulders pinned down, Tan Yuan struggled uncomfortably, but had to give up when he found a gap in physical strength.

"Why did you make it like this." He looked confused, "I can't run."

"Didn't you want to run away just now?" Wei Chong gritted his teeth and bent down, looking at him furiously. The distance between the two was very close, and their breaths were entangled.

Seeing him angry, Tan Yuan was extremely helpless: "That's because it's late, do you know how far my home is from yours?"

Wei Chong's expression softened slightly.

He said: "I am also very concerned, why is it not disgusting to fantasize about being in close contact with you...so kiss before leaving?"

"Yes, please." Tan Yuan nodded resignedly.

Wei Chongjing paused, staring at his face, the defenseless young man who let him play with him... His heart rate was abnormally fast, and he had never kissed anyone before, in fact, he just stuck his lips together. It's so simple, just such a movement, he was cautious and nervous, and that vague idea gradually became clear in his heart.

About jealousy, ambiguity and possessiveness.

What exactly does kissing mean?

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes or tens of seconds, the two looked at each other hotly, for just a moment, Wei Chong leaned down again, buried his face in his neck, and didn't say a word.

Tan Yuan thought, after experimenting with the same person twice a day, well, he is indeed not a straight man.

"How do you feel?" Wei Chong asked again.

Tan Yuan said truthfully: "I think...your tongue can tie a cherry stem in knots."

"?"

"He has a hard temper and soft lips."

"Can you be more reserved!"

The cheek buried between his neck seemed to be getting hotter, and so was his breathing.

Tan Yuan was puzzled: "Are you shy?"

"I do not have."

"Then can you get up, you are so hot."

"What's wrong with lending me a hug for a while?"

"……Oh."

But Wei Chong seemed to react.

Tan Yuan is hesitant to say anything about this, the ghost knows what's going on with Wei Chong's sexuality.

After a while of silence, Wei Chong suddenly straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and said in a hoarse voice, "You should sleep here tonight. It's too late, it's not safe to go home. I'll take you to school tomorrow morning."

His side face was expressionless, forcibly calm, as if the person holding the wish just now was not him.

I was tired of talking about wishes, so I thought about it and decided to agree: "Can you get up tomorrow morning? I will get the classroom at 07:30."

"Yes." Wei Chong said in an irritable tone, "Go to bed quickly."

Tan Yuan pulled the quilt to cover her body, raised her head and asked, "What about you?"

"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." After speaking, Wei Chong paused, then leaned over and kissed Tan Yuan on the lips.