Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Humming, humming, after replying to the comment, Wang Xiaoming went back to poke and watch the video to see the barrage, no surprises, the barrage was full again [233333333 Lao Wang is too stupid] [I am about to be cried by Lao Wang stupidly 2333333] [live For the first time in more than 20 years, I know the correct way to play Plants vs. Zombies] [Grandma, please accept my knee! 】【Old Wang, don't be stupid!Jingyu calls you home for dinner! 】……

That [Old Wang, don’t act stupid!Jingyu calls you home for dinner! ] as soon as the barrage came out, immediately the following barrages turned into a neat [Old Wang, don’t be so stupid!Jingyu calls you home for dinner! 】……

Wang Xiaoming silently clicked to close the video.

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, opened Weibo again, posted the latest Weibo and lost the address of the new video, and by the way, made a fuss, asked for comments, reposted, and liked... After posting Weibo, Wang Xiaoming waited After a few minutes, start reading the comments.

Sure enough, the comment area was full of comments [233333 Lao Wang, you are so stupid! 】Then, the comment area also seemed to be infected by the barrage, and began to swipe [Old Wang, don’t be stupid!Jingyu calls you home for dinner! 】Wang Xiaoming silently refreshed the comments, and then saw Yu Fengjing's forwarded comments.

Jingyu: Old Wang, don't be stupid, go home and eat! _(:з"∠)_

...Male god, stop selling rot! CP fans are about to soar!

As expected by Wang Xiaoming, after Yu Fengjing reposted and commented on his Weibo, the number of reposts of his comments, which had been growing rapidly, rose like eating gold, which made Wang Xiaoming a little scared.

Wang Xiaoming silently poked open the comments to take a look, and sure enough, the comments were all over again [Male gods and male gods together 2333333] [Stop showing affection!The single dog's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes are almost blinded!I pay [-] cents, you love to get married! 】【Pharaoh!Jingyu calls you home and he wants to eat you! 】【Old Wang, hurry up and go home to clean up the in vain. The storm wants to eat! 】……

Wang Xiaoming covered his eyes silently. Although it's nice to show affection with the male god, it's too shameful to be so high-profile. He can imagine how many other CPs want to burn him to death, let alone...he hasn't Decided whether to be with Yu Fengjing or not.

Yu Fengjing is very good, it's not that he doesn't believe in Yu Fengjing, it's just that people's hearts are changeable, and Yu Fengjing is still so young, he hasn't even stepped into the society, and has seen the colorful world... When Yu Fengjing stepped into the society, he has seen all kinds of things. Now that he is such a person, will he still have a good impression of him, a homosexual who is nine years older than he is now?

...Wang Xiaoming found himself caught in the endless cycle of age difference again.

After turning off the computer, Wang Xiaoming threw his head on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.

While tossing and tossing, Wang Xiaoming rolled his body into the quilt... Rolling and rolling, he rolled himself into a big spring roll... Then he just fell asleep.

The next day, when Wang Xiaoming got up, he found that he was sweating from the heat. Although it was already autumn, the weather was not too cold. In addition, the air-conditioning quilt provided by this hotel was originally designed to let people turn on the air-conditioning. Covering the quilt, Wang Xiaoming didn't have an air conditioner last night, so he was sweating all over under the quilt.

Wang Xiaoming sleeps very hard. Once he falls asleep, it is difficult to be woken up by the surrounding environment. He also rarely dreams, and often wakes up before dawn. People who know him praise him for his particularly sound sleep at night.

After getting up, Wang Xiaoming drifted into the toilet in a daze to brush his teeth and wash his face. Although he was awake, his brain was not fully awake yet, and all his actions were subconscious... After he realized that today was the second "date" with Yu Fengjing By the time, he had already put on a T-shirt and was ready to go out.

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and looked at the cheap T-shirt on his body that was bought for ten yuan and three pieces at a street stall. The patterns on it could hardly be seen clearly. , but the light material is very comfortable to wear to sleep or not to wear, and I don’t know when it was stuffed into the suitcase by him.

Wang Xiaoming, who found himself wearing this T-shirt on a "date", was immediately embarrassed. He immediately went back to the room, rummaged through the boxes to find the black shirt he wore on the first day, and changed it.

Looking at himself in the mirror with a completely different temperament, Wang Xiaoming stroked his chin in satisfaction. After thinking for a while, he found out the black frame eye sockets used to pretend to be aggressive, and put them on.In the mirror, Wang Xiaoming, who was wearing a black shirt and black-rimmed glasses, looked like a college student, and he was a college student with a special temperament.

If you just look at the face, Wang Xiaoming feels that the difference between himself and Yu Fengjing is not too big.

...Wang Xiaoming comforted himself in this way.

Wang Xiaoming, who was tidy up like a dog, came to the "old place" as agreed with Yu Fengjing - that is, the main entrance of the square they visited together yesterday.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Xiaoming got there, he immediately caught a glimpse of Yu Fengjing's location among the people coming and going.

Yu Fengjing wore a clean white shirt today, which made his whole personality look dusty, and with his face, he looked like a beautiful boy who walked out of a cartoon. Wang Xiaoming could clearly feel the aura of those passing by. Especially when girls passed by Yu Fengjing's side, they would involuntarily slow down.

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath and walked towards Yu Fengjing.

Under the sun, Yu Fengjing's face was so beautiful that it would reflect light, but at this moment Yu Fengjing was looking down at the mobile phone in his hand. He didn't know what he was looking at, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His big hand patted his shoulder fiercely.

"Old Wang! You are here!"

Wang Xiaoming's shoulder hurt from being slapped by this hand, he turned his head grinning, but saw the big face of the colorful panda.

"Hi, chest hair..." Wang Xiaoming replied weakly.

It was only then that he remembered that this "date"...was not just him and Yu Fengjing.

Wang Xiaoming looked behind the colorful panda, only to find that Hanyuedao, Jun Xiaojian, and cat-loving fish had all come, and they were standing not far away waving at him.

A burst of inexplicable depression welled up in his heart, and Wang Xiaoming said in a heartbroken voice, "You guys are here too..." It's a date with Yu Fengjing's two people that we agreed to!

"Yeah, we agreed to go to the manga exhibition together yesterday, who knew that Jingyu would let us go." The colorful panda glared at Jingyu over there, and then looked at Wang Xiaoming winkingly, "Yesterday Jingyu released our pigeons just to go on a date with you, right? How does it feel?"

Wang Xiaoming was speechless.

"That guy let us go, so let him bring you here today, and then we will go to the comic exhibition together," the colorful panda was just teasing Wang Xiaoming, so he didn't expect his answer, and just continued on his own , "By the way, we were standing there just now, why did you look surprised when we greeted you, you probably didn't see us, did you?"

As soon as the colorful panda finished speaking, the voice of the cat-loving fish rang out: "People only see the storm in their eyes. For those of us who have nothing to do with it, of course the blocking mode is automatically turned on~"

Cat-eating fish and the others walked over and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a mocking expression.

Wang Xiaoming wanted to say something to refute, but he found sadly that he couldn't find a reason to refute... because he really only saw Yu Fengjing just now, and he ignored everyone else.

Just when Wang Xiaoming was blushing from embarrassment, Yu Fengjing's voice suddenly rang out, saving Wang Xiaoming in dire straits like the sound of nature.

"Stop molesting him." Yu Fengjing put down his phone, walked over, and said helplessly to the cat-loving fish.

Yu, who loves to eat cats, grinned, his eyes flicked from Wang Xiaoming to Yu Fengjing, and he started flirting with Yu Fengjing again: "What's wrong, the wind and rain are blowing, I feel sorry for your little shou?"

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything, but Wang Xiaoming was about to explode: "Don't, don't talk nonsense! How is it possible!" Although he knew that fish that love cats are probably the kind that want to pull when they see two men. Lang Pei's evil creature called a rotten girl was just flirting, but he still retorted subconsciously as if he had been poked into his heart.

"Haha, I'm just talking casually, don't blow your hair." Fish, who loves cats, is quite virtuous. When he saw that Wang Xiaoming was about to blow his hair, he shrugged and stopped making teasing words. "Okay, let's not waste it." It's time, let's go, we'll have to line up to buy tickets later." Originally, they had already bought tickets for the comic exhibition in advance, but because Yu Fengjing let them go, and they couldn't go because of various things, so today Can only be bought on the spot.

"...I didn't blow my hair!" Wang Xiaoming snorted, Yu Fengjing looked at him silently, and reached out to touch the fluffy hair on Wang Xiaoming's head.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, Catfish and the others had already turned around and walked towards the comic exhibition venue, and no one said anything to tease the two of them.

Yu Fengjing's slender fingers penetrated into the hair on the top of Wang Xiaoming's head, and rubbed it lightly. Wang Xiaoming immediately felt his scalp become crispy. Fortunately, Yu Fengjing seemed to be on a whim, and soon he put his hand down.

Wang Xiaoming's face was a little red, and the only thought in his mind at this moment was - what the fuck!Fortunately, I washed my hair yesterday!If the male god touched the sticky hair oil without washing it, the male god would be disgusted to death!Fuck, bum, luckily, luckily!

However, Wang Xiaoming didn't know at this time that after Yu Fengjing touched the top of Wang Xiaoming's head, his palms were also slightly hot. As if to cover up something, he quickly put his hands into his trouser pockets.

"Ahem, let's go." Wang Xiaoming looked down at the floor in embarrassment, and an ant passed in front of him.

"...En." Yu Fengjing responded lightly, and then took the lead to walk forward.

Wang Xiaoming stayed for a while, as if he was still reminiscing about the feeling when Yu Fengjing touched the top of his head. After reminiscing, he felt his scalp was a little numb, as if there was a tiny electric current rushing through the skin layer. He shook his head to get this feeling out of his mind. He quickly followed Yu Fengjing and caught up with the crowd.

Soon, a few of them arrived at the gate of the comic exhibition venue. Seeing the winding long queue in front of the ticket office waiting to buy tickets, everyone involuntarily changed to a look of bitterness that could not be cured for many years of old constipation. The panda looked back quietly at Jingyu, with a "how much hatred?!" expression on his face.

Looking at the long crowd, Wang Xiaoming also felt that he couldn't control himself.

After queuing for nearly half an hour, everyone finally bought tickets and prepared to enter.

There was still a long queue waiting for the ticket check at the entrance. Wang Xiaoming and the others entered the arena with great difficulty. Everyone was shedding a layer of skin, but Wang Xiaoming stood with weak legs and was very excited at the same time. This was his first time. Participating in this kind of comic exhibition, a sense of novelty prompted him to look around. There were so many people in the venue, especially young and beautiful girls.

Of course, in addition to the two-dimensional otaku who came to watch, there are also many well-dressed cosers. They dress up as characters in a certain anime, and every time they pass by, they will attract many people to watch and take pictures.

Just as Wang Xiaoming was thinking this way, a cosplayer dressed as a character from a certain popular anime passed by them. Formerly a straight guy who liked girls, Wang Xiaoming subconsciously stared at that girl for a while, until a hand gently pinched his face.

Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses and saw that it was Yu Fengjing who was pinching his face.

Yu Fengjing held Wang Xiaoming's left cheek with one hand, and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a half-smile.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help coughing twice, and said with a guilty conscience: "Just now that girl...'s clothes are so beautiful!" After speaking, he felt that he had no reason to be guilty. He appreciates the rights of girls!

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows with a hum, and said, "You like it? I'll buy one for you later." His expression actually looked a bit serious, as if Wang Xiaoming really nodded, he would immediately go back to Taobao to buy one The same item is given to Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming thought of the pink lace maid outfit that the girl was wearing just now, and immediately felt embarrassed.

Because of Yu Fengjing's words, he couldn't help but start imagining himself in that pink lace maid outfit again... Imagining and imagining, Wang Xiaoming was once again flabbergasted by himself.

I don't know if Yu Fengjing also imagined something, he looked Wang Xiaoming up and down with a smile on his lips, and said, "It should be quite suitable for you."

"...suitable for your sister!" Wang Xiaoming snorted heavily.

"I don't have a younger sister." To Wang Xiaoming's surprise, Yu Fengjing answered seriously.

"It suits you!" Wang Xiaoming had no choice but to change his words depressedly.

"I'm too tall, it's too unsuitable for me to wear it," Yu Fengjing actually answered seriously, and he gave Wang Xiaoming a light look, "Your height... should be about the same."

Being hit by the height stalk again, Wang Xiaoming felt aggrieved... Isn't he seven centimeters shorter than Yu Fengjing? !As for Yu Fengjing always attacking him with his height!snort!Sure enough, the height of 1.7 meters and 1.8 meters are not the same dimension at all!All people over 1.8 meters tall should have their knees smashed to death!

Yu Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaoming's sullen expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he was in a happy mood.

...But for some reason, he subconsciously felt a little pain in his knee.