Every time I take the subway, someone peeks at my phone, why is it swollen?

Zheng Lang fell asleep on the subway again.

When I woke up, I realized, what the hell, where is my phone?Which unscrupulous person took my phone away?If the young master finds out, I'll beat him to death!

Indignation returns to indignation, it is over when the anger is over, what's the use?Zheng Lang also understood that if the phone is lost, it is impossible to get it back.

He imagined an extraordinarily beautiful, bold, sexy, and hot charming girl in his heart. When he was asleep and didn't pay attention, a pair of soft and delicate hands slowly went down the base of his thighs, soft and soft. The palm of his hand felt so good, it made him tremble after wave.The hands slowly, slowly, along the thighs, drifted behind the back, and then reached into the pockets...

Well... ╮(╯-╰)╭ This is just Zheng Lang's imagination. It's better to be stolen by a beautiful woman than by a wretched uncle, right?Could it be that he had to imagine being stolen by a wretched uncle in a way similar to obscenity?

Fuck, it's disgusting to think about it.

Dejectedly, he followed the people out of the subway, thinking about what to do next.The wages will not be paid until the tenth of next month. Where can I find thousands of dollars to buy a mobile phone?

After getting off the subway and going to the bus, Zheng Lang thought bitterly, it's a good thing the thief didn't steal all his wallet, otherwise how would he go back?Why don't you go back? You might as well kill him.

Half an hour later, Zheng Lang got off the bus and entered the gate of the community.After a while, he walked downstairs, and smelling the fragrance coming down from the window on the second floor, Zheng Lang's depressed mood improved.Just by smelling the aroma, you know that the food must be so delicious that you will cry against the wind.

Open the door, walk in on tiptoe, close the door gently, and as expected, she saw Tong Xiaoke busy in the kitchen, without feeling his approach at all.

Zheng Lang evoked a wicked smile, approached slowly, and then hugged Tong Xiaoke's slender waist, and then a moan-like sound escaped from his nose: "Mmm~~ ~Xiaoke, it smells so good~~~" He sniffed Tong Xiaoke's neck hard while speaking.

Sure enough, Tong Xiaoke shivered suddenly, and then turned around with black lines all over his head: "Have you played enough?"

Zheng Lang looked at Tong Xiaoke's appearance as a good woman who had been bullied, and couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, Xiao Ke, you are so innocent! Even your ears are red! I called you very Feel?"

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Tong Xiaoke doesn't want to talk to him at all, okay, he doesn't get tired of playing this game every few days, he's childish.

But Zheng Lang didn't think so anymore, he found suspiciously that no matter how many times Tong Xiaoke was teased by him, his ears would turn red, and even his neck would turn red when it was serious.Tsk tsk, this innocent little girl is so terribly alluring!

He took a careful look at Tong Xiaoke, and then was taken aback: "Xiao Ke! You won't be, you won't be..."

Tong Xiaoke was confused even more by his surprise: "Could it be what?"

Zheng Lang had an expression of "I knew it was like this", "You don't like me, do you?" After speaking, he lowered his head, his drooping eyelashes made people look a little shy: "If you like someone, just say Well, I can warm your bed~"

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Tong Xiaoke felt that the veins on his forehead were about to burst out: "Get lost!"

While eating, Zheng Lang looked at Tong Xiaoke pitifully: "Xiao Ke, my phone was stolen."

Tong Xiaoke held the chopsticks in his mouth: "Ah?!"

Zheng Lang nodded and said: "Don't be so surprised, it was stolen by a beautiful woman."

Tong Xiaoke twitched the corner of his mouth: "Do you still know what the person who stole your mobile phone looks like? Why don't you go up and chase it back?"

Zheng Lang curled his lips: "I imagined it."

Tong Xiaoke didn't speak for a long time, and then said after a while: "The beauty you imagined is so pitiful."

Zheng Lang was extremely wronged: "Xiao Ke, you are a bad person! You don't even try to comfort me! I can't imagine being stolen by a wretched uncle, right? How disgusting."

Tong Xiaoke nodded in agreement: "It's really disgusting, but what's even more disgusting is that there are a lot of thieves, and they really look wretched. Maybe you will meet such one."

Zheng Lang imagined it for a moment, and then almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Then what do you do next?" Tong Xiaoke has always been serious, and the time when he is not serious is usually fleeting.

"What else can I do," Zheng Lang said with a bitter face, "I have to buy another one!"

Tong Xiaoke told the truth: "Are you rich?"

A thunderbolt struck straight from the sky, catching Zheng Lang by surprise: "Xiao Ke! Ke Ke! So Xiao Ke! Why are you so truthful! I don't need anything but money now!"

Tong Xiaoke shook his head, and said seriously: "I think the most important thing for you is not lack of money, but lack of heart."

Zheng Lang finally couldn't hold back that mouthful of old blood, and spurted it out.

After eating, Zheng Lang consciously wore an apron to wash the dishes.Tong Xiaoke made the dinner, so it's impossible for him to ask someone to wash the dishes.Tong Xiaoke got off work earlier, and he basically cooks every night, and Zheng Lang also took over the work of washing dishes and mopping the floor.

He and Tong Xiao grew up in an orphanage together, without parents.But fortunately, there is each other, and I feel nothing when I get used to it.

Tong Xiao is a good boy. Although he is younger than him, he is very good at taking care of others.Many times, Zheng Lang felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it. He and Tong Xiaoke were siblings, but Tong Xiaoke, his younger brother, came to take care of him. It would be embarrassing to say it.

The two went to school together, and they also went out to practice together, and then, naturally, they rented a house together.

The two-unit house is well-decorated and costs two thousand and four a month, and I am responsible for the water, electricity, and network fees.At the beginning, it was also because I was looking for it urgently, and I had to report to the company the next day, so I searched overnight.When I saw the house, I realized that it was actually not bad.

The treatment of interns is the same everywhere, with low wages, no benefits, and exhaustion.Zheng Lang was originally at the company's headquarters, but he was later transferred to the Nanbianer branch, so it was a tragedy.

Live in the north and work in the south.I have to get up early every day to catch the bus, catch the subway, and go to work across most of the city. It is impossible not to be tired.Zheng Lang couldn't help falling asleep on the subway, which is justifiable.

As a provincial capital city, City C has nothing but a lot of people.Squeezing the subway every day is like desperately trying to turn myself into a piece of paper.

After washing the dishes and taking a shower, Zheng Lang was going back to his room to play games.Just as he was turning on the computer, Tong Xiaoke opened the door and walked in.

"What's wrong?"

Tong Xiaoke sat down cross-legged on his bed and handed him a card: "Here, here you are."

Zheng Lang's heart is bright, and he has guessed what it is now.Although a man does not flick his tears lightly, but Tong Xiaoke is really considerate and pokes his heart too much, he can't help it anymore.

"Xiao Ke, I can't take yours..."

"What are you talking about?" Tong Xiaoke frowned and interrupted him, "Don't get moved too early, this is a loan from you and you have to pay interest."

Zheng Lang: "..."

Is he moved by a river flowing eastward?

"Hey, isn't your salary about the same as mine? Where did you get the money?"

Tong Xiaoke replied slowly: "The manuscript fee."

"Fuck," Zheng Lang hid his face, why God is so unfair, what is the difference between the same sex, he has already deeply understood. "It's amazing that you can now support yourself with manuscript fees!"

Tong Xiaoke is very modest: "It's just a little bit better than you."

Zheng Lang: "..."

Is this still that cute kid?

The author has something to say:

I guess it's a short story~

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