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After the dinner, everyone went home.

Duan Yan sat in Xiang Mingqiu's car, and the two went back to the kennel together.

As soon as he got into the co-pilot, Duan Yan casually glanced at the air outlet of the air conditioner, and found that the pink bear inserted there before was gone, replaced by a colorful unicorn.

"Yoyo let it go." Duan Yan didn't intend to ask, but Xiang Mingqiu took the initiative to tell him.

"Who is Yoyo?" Now that he had started, Duan Yan naturally followed the trend to inquire.

"A customer who often comes to the store to play, she is also a famous anchor like Xiao Kai, so it turns out that she bought the pink bear for me last time."

"Is she interested in you?"

Xiang Mingqiu thought it was funny: "You don't know her, how can you tell that she is interested in me?"

Duan Yan asked him: "Are you two familiar?"

"Not counting, just ordinary friends."

"Since you're not familiar with it, how could you put such a thing on the co-pilot of a male's car? It's not obvious that you are declaring your sovereignty to other people in your car."

Xiang Mingqiu turned the steering wheel to the right, and smiled disapprovingly: "I don't usually study these things very much, if you don't like them, you can take them off."

"I'm afraid you misunderstood something." Duan Yan felt a little uncomfortable with Xiang Mingqiu's words just now, "It's none of my business, let her go where she likes."

The car that was going forward suddenly made a strange noise, which seemed to come from under the car.

Based on his years of driving experience, Duan Yan casually said, "Is the tire punctured?"

"Probably yes."

Xiang Mingqiu parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and took a look, and sure enough, the tire on the left front side was scratched by something, and there was a crack seven or eight centimeters long.

As far as Duan Yan knew, he had bought this car for less than three months, and the speed of repairing it in the factory was too fast.

"You are also unlucky."

"It's okay, just treat it as a waste of money to eliminate disasters." Xiang Mingqiu answered very briskly, without any regrets for the damage to his car.

It took about 10 minutes to wait for the trailer to come here, and the two stood by the side of the road smoking a cigarette to pass the time.

Passers-by cast intriguing glances at Duan Yan and Xiang Mingqiu from time to time.

At first Duan Yan didn't understand what was going on, but after a while, he realized the high school uniform he was wearing.

"Young age" who doesn't study hard, drives a supercar at night to show off, blows up the street and smokes, will inevitably be mistaken for a dude with bad conduct.

Xiang Mingqiu has a thick skin, and the outside world's opinions did not cause him the slightest psychological burden. Just now, a few girls passing by looked this way, and that guy even took the initiative to say hello to him. Even the stray dog ​​sleeping on the opposite street, he You have to whistle to provoke people to tease you.

Duan Yan watched coldly from the side, took out his mobile phone and poked secretly to update a Weibo.

[Preliminary judgment: Akita dog contains pua attribute]

As soon as the Weibo was posted, Xiang Mingqiu suddenly said "ah".

Duan Yan thought that his secret observation had been exposed, so he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the phone.

It wasn't until the next second that he realized that it wasn't. Xiang Mingqiu didn't look at Duan Yan at all. He pointed to a small shop not far ahead, and said in a slightly excited tone, "There are bowl cakes for sale over there!"

After speaking, he took a step and walked towards the shop.

A few minutes later, Xiang Mingqiu came back again, holding a small transparent plastic bag in his hand, which contained five or six crystal bowl cakes.

"Do you want to eat?" Xiang Mingqiu opened the bag and handed it to Duan Yan.

Duan Yan randomly picked a purple one, held up a bamboo stick, put it in his mouth and took a bite: "What flavor is this?"

"Taro, can't you eat this?"

"There's too much pigment, so the color just looks like it." Duan Yan took another bite at the place where he had just put his mouth down. The crystal bowl cake from this shop is okay, the springs are flexible and chewy.

"When I was studying in the past, there was often this kind of bowl cake for sale at the gate of the school." Xiang Mingqiu recalled, "It's small, the portion is not much, and there are various flavors. At that time, it was only fifty cents a piece. Now the price It has risen, and it costs three yuan each."

There are many memorable things in my student days, Xiang Mingqiu pointed to the restaurant across the road, and talked about his great achievements in the past: "It used to be an Internet cafe. When I was in high school, my friends and I often sneaked out to study at night. I went to the Internet cafe to play games, and was caught by the teacher a few times, haha."

"What's that?" Duan Yan finished the last mouthful of Bozai Cake, and the bamboo stick pointed to the park next door to the restaurant, "I used to go there for self-study at night and fight field battles with others."

"Wow, is it true or not?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

"How do you feel? Is it exciting?" Xiang Mingqiu asked enthusiastically.

"It's just like that. It's been so many years. I don't remember what it felt like. Anyway, both parties take what they need, and after the matter is over, it will be separated."

There are still a few Bozai Cakes left, Duan Yan is enough to eat one, and he doesn't want to eat any more.

He threw the bamboo stick into the trash can beside him, sat down on the hood of the car, and continued to smoke.

After the people from the auto repair company went to the scene to check the damage of the tires, they discussed with Xiang Mingqiu and decided to take the car home first and deal with it tomorrow.

After a lot of tossing, it was already late at night when I returned to the kennel.

Xiang Mingqiu went upstairs to take a shower and then returned to his room to rest.

In the huge room, only the lights in the hall on the second floor were still on.

This was originally a medical room full of machinery and equipment. After Uncle Zhang left, it has now become a sundry hall.

Duan Yan usually likes to stay here. When he has nothing to do, he pulls up a chair and sits down to draw a picture. No one disturbs him, so he feels very comfortable.

Duan Yan was sitting in front of that blank drawing board, and he still had no idea about the draft before.

Since I can't find inspiration, continuing to force it is not an option.

That being the case, it's better to let it go for a while. At the moment, he wants to draw something else casually.

As for what to draw?In fact, Duan Yan didn't have a specific goal. When he closed his eyes lightly, a certain image naturally appeared in his mind.

Then, the pen holder in his hand, as if drawn by invisible clues, outlined smooth black lines on the snow-white smooth paper.

The simple lines that are overlapping and intertwined keep coming together and finally take shape.

It was a close-up, the male in the painting did not show his face, only his upper body was depicted.

The Hanfu on the man's body was drenched by the rain, and a large opening was torn out at the collar, exposing half of his chest. Although the other half was covered under the clothes, the cloth was tightly stuck to it because the clothes were soaked in water. Adhering to the skin, compared with the brightly exposed breasts, the looming inside is more attractive.

"Who painted this? It's so coquettish, tsk tsk..." Xiang Mingqiu's voice came from behind without warning.

Duan Yan even forgot how many times he was startled by his sudden behavior, and immediately turned around and cursed at others: "Fuck! What the hell are you doing running down in the middle of the night? You look like a ghost."

Holding up the empty cup in his hand, Xiang Mingqiu said with a chuckle, "I can't sleep here, why not go downstairs and make something to drink."

He obviously wasn't in a hurry to go downstairs, he took two steps forward, walked up to Duan Yan's painting, stroked his chin and looked at it for a long time, and said leisurely: "The painting is not bad."

"It's a fact, and you don't need to repeat it."

"By the way, who is the person in this painting? My sweetheart? Or the lover of my dreams?"

Duan Yan immediately denied it: "No one, just an improvised cartoon character."

"So you are also interested in this kind of comics~" Xiang Mingqiu's voice changed a bit, "Is it BL comics?"

Duan Yan: "..."

"Actually, a lot of girls like to watch this kind of movies nowadays. You are very good at drawing. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with others. You might as well create a comic and publish it online. Many people will read it. You can serialize it on Weibo. You can contribute to commercial websites, read for a fee, and earn a small amount of money.”

It's all programmed for him... tsk.

Xiang Mingqiu added: "Several girls in our store like to watch these, and I often listen to their discussions during their breaks."

He also listed them one by one for Duan Yan, for example, Vivi likes to watch Nian Shang, Xiaoqing likes ABO themes, and the bartender Xiaoliang at the bar is born gay and doesn’t like to watch anything else, only BDSM is his soft spot.

"Just last year, the store organized a trip to Japan, and they went to the bookstore to scan a bunch of BL comics." Xiang Mingqiu said while laughing.

"You know it quite well, and I'm afraid you've read a lot of it."

"It's so-so, don't you usually watch it?"

Duan Yan blurted out: "I don't read these."

"Don't lie, I found several ABO comics in the glove cabinet in the living room before, which were speeding up to outer space."

"It belongs to Wang Keyi!" Duan Yan explained loudly.

"It's fine, it's fine, it doesn't matter who it is, you've seen it anyway, right?"

Duan Yan was at a loss for words for a moment, unable to refute.

Xiang Mingqiu went downstairs to drink and went back to the room.

The house was quiet again.

After packing up the painting utensils, Duan Yan went down to the first floor, rummaged through the storage cabinet in the living room for a while, and found the pile of little porn left by Wang Keyi.

He flipped through it roughly before, but because he wasn't too keen on this kind of thing, he didn't take a closer look.

Probably because of what Xiang Mingqiu said just now, he suddenly became a little interested.

In the dead of night, the living room on the first floor heard the sound of paper rubbing against each other from time to time.

The few comics in my hand are almost all about meat, and the occasional plot is just to go through the process, and the ultimate goal is to drive.

Duan Yan's whole body trembled as he watched the scene full of meaty fragrance and all kinds of onomatopoeia full of sex.

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.....

The water in the bathroom was splashing, and Duan Yan was standing under the shower head, pouring cold water over and over again.

Unfortunately, the weather was so hot that even a cold shower could not extinguish the rising fireworks in his body.

He stared straight at the white tiles on the wall, and the water splashed onto the smooth wall, condensing into droplets.

His thoughts were uncontrollable, and he once again thought of Xiang Mingqiu's appearance when he stood under the gazebo to hide from the rain in the afternoon.

Only Duan Yan knows that the painting just now is actually his second creation based on the scene in the afternoon, which is the reflection of his inner desire.

Duan Yan closed his eyes, imagining Xiang Mingqiu in a white Hanfu.

Fantasizing about him being dragged into the bathroom, fantasizing about him being wet and roughly ripped apart...

Looking back, in the past three months since returning to China, Duan Yan has been constantly entangled in all kinds of nonsense, distracting his attention, not to mention dating, he has never even had sex.

The release in the bathroom just now obviously didn't satisfy him. After returning to the room, Duan Yan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with distracted eyes.

A few minutes later, he recovered from the absent-minded state, picked up the mobile phone placed beside the bed, and after making a lot of determination, he entered the photo album and clicked on the video.

In the picture, Xiang Mingqiu is standing on the stage of a noisy nightclub, proudly showing off his sexy figure and provocative dancing skills.

Duan Yan untied the scarf tied around his waist...

"Huo Huo Huo!" There was a knock on the door outside the room, "Did you just take a shower and stay up?"

Before Duan Yan could reply, the people outside seemed to be unable to wait, and hastily turned the doorknob and barged in: "My charger is broken, I'll borrow yours to use it."