Bright moon and clear wind

The bus going home was a bit crowded, Lu Fengqing stood in the crowd, swaying along with the slow bus.

There is a song from the Goatskin Band in the earphones, the lyrics say that everything will pass, but Lu Fengqing thinks that what happened at Mo Yuelang's house just now may not be so easy to pass.

At first he found that Mo Yuelang wanted to kiss him, his first reaction was that Mo Yuelang realized that staring at each other was useless, he got anxious and wanted to cheat.But after thinking about it, Mo Yuelang was so serious about a game, and made such a big sacrifice.

Only after seeing Mo Yuelang's annoyed eyes did he realize that Mo Yuelang was either trying to play tricks, or simply couldn't control himself and wanted to kiss him.

This is no longer magic, but psychedelic.

Could it be that Mo Yuelang was single for too long, so he panicked?Otherwise, Lu Fengqing really couldn't think of any reason why the imposing supermodel Mo Yuelang couldn't control him.

If Lu Fengqing looked at his eyes a little while looking in the mirror, he might find that his thick eyelashes and obsidian-like pupils are really charming, no less than Mo Yuelang's foggy forest.

When I got home, it was rare for Li Chixu to be at home. He would usually work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays, and he seldom stayed in the living room playing games like he is now.

He handed Lu Fengqing a handle, and Lu Fengqing happened to be fine, so he and Li Chixu had a BABA fight of up, down, left, and right.

During this period, Lu Fengqing's cell phone vibrated. At that time, his blood tank happened to be in a hurry, so he didn't have time to look at it. Later, he just forgot about it after playing with it.

After dinner time, Li Chixu ordered expensive crayfish takeaway.He once revealed to Lu Fengqing that his salary would be 20k, so he insisted on treating guests, but Lu Fengqing did not insist.

Eating crayfish and playing with a mobile phone are two things that cannot be done at the same time. However, facing the tempting spicy, garlic, and spiced crayfish in front of him, Li Chixu still has the mind to chat on the mobile phone. Lu Fengqing saw that he was really tossing, Can't help but ask: "Who are you talking to?"

"Hey." Li Chixu smiled mysteriously, and said to Lu Fengqing, "Whether there will be any activities tonight depends on how I am chatting now."

"Activity?" Lu Fengqing pinched off the head of the shrimp and asked curiously.

"Look." Li Chixu clicked on a picture, and handed the phone to Lu Fengqing, "How do you look?"

In the photo is a cute girl with twin ponytails and a sailor suit. She looks like a well-behaved high school student, but judging from the clearly visible gully on her chest, she doesn't seem so pure.

Lu Fengqing knew that programmers like Li Chixu liked the pure and lustful JK the most.

He didn't feel anything, he took a casual glance and looked away, peeling the shrimp shell and asking: "An ambiguous object?"

"What's ambiguous, I just met today." Li Chixu put down his phone and said.

"Then you want to ask her out later?" Lu Fengqing thought of the "activity" that Li Chixu just said, and guessed that Li Chixu might be chasing her.

"It depends on whether she agrees or not." Li Chixu took a bite of the shrimp and replied inarticulately.

At this time, the screen of his mobile phone lit up, showing a new message prompt, he quickly picked up the mobile phone to unlock it, and then said "yo", and said to Lu Fengqing: "It's done! There will be a bombardment tonight."

Lu Fengqing: "...?"

He almost choked, looked at Li Chixu in disbelief and asked, "Are you dating?"

"They're all adults, what's the big deal." Li Chixu patted Lu Fengqing's shoulder with the back of his clean hand, and teased, "You don't usually solve your needs?"

Lu Fengqing really couldn't solve it.When he first got together with Guan Yihui, Guan Yihui had just joined Yueshang and was busy with work, the two of them rarely met and did not do much.Later, they lived together, and their relationship changed. Lu Fengqing had almost no sex, and he would not do it if he could.

Over time, he even felt that he was a little sexually frigid, and after finally breaking up with Guan Yihui, he didn't bother to indulge.

"No way, you look handsome." Seeing Lu Fengqing's silence, Li Chixu seemed to think that he really had no market, so he kindly said, "How about I introduce some to you?"

"Cough cough." Now Lu Fengqing really choked. It's good that Li Chixu didn't introduce him, but he introduced "a few". How long has he been in the "Cannon Factory"?

"No, really no need." Lu Fengqing took off his gloves, took a sip of his drink, and directly refused, "I'm not interested in strangers."

"Who didn't come from a stranger?" Li Chixu began to talk about his big reason, "Society is different from campus, it is difficult to meet the opposite sex, and there are only a few people in the company, there is no way to expand the social circle, you How do you get to know a girl without any other means?"

Lu Fengqing also understands what Li Chixu said. Many people failed to solve the problem of being single in college, and after they get to work, they can only rely on blind dates.

This is true for ordinary people, let alone gays with a small circle. If you don't rely on social software, you basically don't want to find a date.

Thinking of this, Lu Fengqing inevitably thought of Mo Yuelang.

Mo Yuelang is in the fashion and entertainment circles, with his conditions, there is absolutely no shortage of suitors.

Maybe after he stumbled with Song Ning, he also erected an iron wall in his heart, and he didn't want to find people in the circle anymore.

However, Lu Fengqing is neither in the fashion circle nor in the entertainment circle, he is just an honest photographer. Because of this, Mo Yuelang didn't guard against him, he was negligent while watching the game, and wanted to kiss him suddenly. he.

That's right, Mo Yuelang must have lost his mind.

Coming to this conclusion, Lu Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing dinner, Li Chixu excitedly went to take a shower and dressed up, while Lu Fengqing consciously cleaned up the mess on the coffee table.

In this midsummer day, kitchen waste is easy to stink if left overnight, after Lu Fengqing cleaned it up, he went out with the garbage bag and threw it into the big garbage bin downstairs.

After playing games all afternoon, I felt refreshed when I went out for a walk.

Lu Fengqing raised his arms, stretched his back, and walked back, but at this moment, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly.

I took it out and saw that there were two WeChat notifications on the screensaver, both from Mo Yuelang.

Lang: Why didn't you reply to the message. [1 minute ago]

Ron: [image] [[-] hours ago]

four hours ago? !

Lu Fengqing's breathing was stagnant, and he quickly stopped and clicked on WeChat.

It was only then that he belatedly remembered that the phone did vibrate during the game just now.

The message Mo Yuelang sent four hours ago was a stick figure drawn on a leather-covered notebook that Lu Fengqing had seen before, judging from the strokes, it was definitely a pen.

It is not difficult to see that the background of the picture is in the kitchen. In the center stands a man facing the integrated stove and holding a spatula.

Lu Fengqing pondered carefully for a long while before realizing that the person in the painting turned out to be him.

He was very confused again, what did Mo Yuelang paint him for?

Judging from the previous details, Mo Yuelang should carry a notebook and pen with him, and draw in his free time.

Then it is very likely that this painting was also made by him casually, without any deeper meaning.

But what does it mean that he sent it through WeChat?

Lu Fengqing took another look at the latest WeChat message sent by Mo Yuelang.

[Lang: Why didn't you reply to the message. 】

It's obviously a question, but it ends with a period, Lu Fengqing can almost read the strong displeasure, even a trace of resentment from this period.

Mo Yuelang was obviously waiting for his comment on the painting, and he waited for four hours. Finally, he couldn't wait any longer, so he sent a message to ask why he didn't reply.

Combined with the accident that happened at Mo Yuelang's house before, maybe Mo Yuelang would think that he didn't come back on purpose, so he felt upset.

But Lu Fengqing really didn't mean that, even though it was embarrassment, but he was not the one who lost control in the stare, he could still face Mo Yuelang relatively calmly.

He decided to explain that he didn't look at his phone just now, and he didn't mean not to reply, but he stopped in the middle of typing the sentence.

If you reply to Mo Yuelang now, you will have to evaluate that painting immediately.

Mo Yuelang's brushwork looks delicate and smooth, which should be due to his years of painting skills.

But Lu Fengqing is a complete noob in this regard, he can't say anything except "beautiful", so he hesitated for a while, he clicked on the painting again, and decided to write a draft of Rainbow Fart before replying .

In the quiet and elegant small box, two tall and long-legged men sat facing each other.

Lian Hao put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Mo Yuelang who had been absent-minded all this time, and asked unhappily: "It's hard to come out for a meal, why are you always looking at your phone?"

"It's nothing." Mo Yuelang scanned the six words "the other party is typing" at the top of the screen, but he couldn't wait for a reply. An imperceptible irritability flashed in his eyes. He put down the phone and looked at Lian Hao who was opposite him again, " What did you say about the venue?"

"It's been renovated." Lian Hao picked up his chopsticks again, "Going to have a look tomorrow?"

The venue that Lian Hao was talking about was a shop located in a large business district, where Mo Yuelang's brand physical store opened.

"Okay." Mo Yuelang responded casually, and then picked up the phone again.

At the top of the screen is still "The other party is typing", and there has been no news.He frowned, and couldn't help but want to send a message to ask what the man was dawdling about, but Lian Hao's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Do you know what you look like now?" Lian Hao put his elbows on the table and poked Mo Yuelang with his chopsticks.

"Like what?" Mo Yuelang asked.

"Like a resentful woman waiting for her husband to come home." Lian Hao put away his chopsticks and continued to pick up vegetables, "If people ignore you, they ignore you. It's useless if you look at it."

But as soon as Lian Hao finished speaking, Mo Yuelang's phone vibrated.

Seeing the message prompt on the screen, Mo Yuelang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the previous irritability was instantly swept away: "He didn't ignore me."

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: I didn't check my phone this afternoon, I just saw your message now]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: Did you draw this?]

[The other party withdrew a message]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: You drew this, right?]

"Who?" Lian Hao suddenly became interested. He just guessed randomly, but he didn't expect there to be such a person, "Your new love?"

"Not yet." Mo Yuelang slightly parted his lips, his eyes fixed on the phone screen.

[Lang: Yes. 】

[Lang: Does it look good? 】

"Tut tsk tsk." Lian Hao looked at Mo Yuelang's expression in disbelief, and kept leaning back, as if he didn't recognize him, "Where did the little goblin come from, wouldn't it be like Song Ning again?" Goods?"

Mo Yuelang looked slightly annoyed, and cast a cold glance at Lian Hao, saying: "No, they are different."

Lian Hao raised his eyebrows gossipingly, and asked curiously, "What's different?"

"He—" Mo Yuelang withdrew his gaze, and the top of the screen kept prompting that the other party was typing, but only the word "good-looking" was sent. He could almost imagine that the person must be racking his brains and trying his best. After using various adjectives, he still only said "good-looking". He smiled softly and said, "He's a bit stupid."

"Okay, you can figure it out yourself, but," Lian Hao said, he changed the subject here, "You are now very important in the early stage of starting a business, so don't make any messy scandals."

As soon as Lian Hao finished speaking, a Weibo notification popped up on Mo Yuelang's phone screen.

#莫月郎三者# The plot is reversed, it turns out that Mo Yuelang is the mistress!

Mo Yuelang glanced at Lian Hao expressionlessly, and said flatly, "I'm afraid your mouth has been opened."