Online Dating Terminator

Min Duan originally had an expressionless face, but after scanning Fei Yang up and down, he was inexplicably amused by the way he regarded death as home.

He squeezed Fei Yang's hand, his curiosity gradually arose, and he couldn't help asking, "Where is your most precious, smoothest and most delicate place?"

Fei Yang was instantly dumbfounded by the question: "..."

After hesitating for a while, he finally chose to shut up.

Is that where it can be said? !

Seeing that he didn't speak, Min Duan squinted at him, led him forward, and teased: "Isn't it quite righteous just now? Now you don't say anything?"

"No, brother, why are you asking so many questions? You just need to close your eyes and open them on the operating table. Where do you care about my skin grafting?" Fei Yang muttered awkwardly with his cheeks flushed.

There was still a trace of resentment in the tone, as if telling Min Duan

I advise you not to be ignorant of flattery.

Min Duan quietly hooked the corners of his lips, but did not refute.

After returning home, Fei Yang caught a glimpse of Min Duan's figure reflected on the elevator door in the elevator.

He paused, frowned involuntarily, turned his head tentatively, looked at the piece of gauze on Min Duan's face, and whispered: "Brother, what did that man splash? What did the doctor say? It can't be true." Want a skin graft?"

Seeing his trembling appearance, Min Duan raised his eyebrows, inexplicably trying to scare him: "It's hard to say, if you have a scar and can't recover, don't you have to have a skin graft?"

Fei Yang had almost no idea about skin grafting, and when Min Duan said that, he really thought he had left a huge scar, and said tremblingly, "Well, that brother, how is this skin grafting method? Do you have to find someone else? Donate some kind of skin..."

He subconsciously entered into the situation of donating bone marrow and donating kidney, as if the skin had to be pulled off from someone else.

Before he finished speaking, the elevator door opened, and Min Duan gave him a casual glance, and led him out.

He didn't correct Fei Yang's brain circuit, but asked in a serious manner: "Are you going to donate some skin to me?"

The voice-activated lights in the corridor of his house have not been replaced, and they have been on strike every now and then from last year to this year.

The elevator door behind him was closed, and the light in the entire corridor instantly disappeared without a trace.

Fei Yang was silent for a while, then whispered: "It's not impossible to do what you want."

Taking advantage of the darkness around him, he first pinched the inside of his arm, feeling dissatisfied, then pinched his stomach, and commented: "Actually, my stomach is okay..."

After a little delay, he still didn't forget to add in a pretentious way: "It's just pity on my abdominal muscles."

"Huh? Abdominal muscles?" Min Duan pressed the corners of his lips that wanted to laugh, and took out the key from his pocket to open the door: "Didn't you find your abs yet?"

When this topic was mentioned, Fei Yang blushed again: "I found it, didn't you look for it last time?!"

Accompanied by the sound of the key entering the hole, Min Duan smiled lightly, "I didn't find it, didn't you say let me look for it next time?"

Hearing the turning of the key, Fei Yang blinked, and muttered a few words in a low voice: "Then look for it, I'll lose if I find it."

Min Duan: "..."

……

It has to be said that Fei Yang really made all the preparations for Min Duan's return in the past few days.

She is more thoughtful than when she was preparing for online dating.

In the bathroom, there was steam, and the water flowed down Fei Yang's cheeks and landed on Min Duan.

Fei Yang leaned his head against the tiled wall, and even at this moment, he said as if not forgetting to destroy the atmosphere: "Brother...you shouldn't touch the water with your face, huh huh..."

Hearing the sound, the person buried in his neck finally raised his head, and glanced at him lightly, "I don't seem to be able to."

"Then, then don't mess around..." Fei Yang's teeth trembled slightly, and the hand on his shoulder couldn't help scratching twice.

"Huh?" Min Duan raised his eyebrows jokingly, "Aren't you messing around?"

Speaking of this, he still didn't forget to remind Fei Yang: "I didn't buy it according to your own size this time, it is worthy of praise."

Fei Yang: "..."

"Get out of here, uuuuuuuuu..." Fei Yang became angry when he heard this, raised his paw and beat him twice: "Don't look down on me!"

Unexpectedly, in a moment, he was stimulated by the sudden feeling of fullness and let out a low voice, and hurriedly begged for forgiveness: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo and I'm sorry bro... I was wrong, I won't hit people anymore."

I don't know if there are water or teardrops hanging on his eyelashes, and they will shake off sporadically when he trembles slightly.

Fei Yang blinked his eyes covered with water, and said in a low voice, "Brother, go out..."

"Where is it?" Min Duan bit his neck again as if he didn't understand.

Fei Yang's hand hanging on his shoulder couldn't help pulling his hair, "Get out..."

He "went out" for a long time, and in the end he only changed his words and said, "Going out... out of the bathroom, I want to lie down."

This time Min Duan was surprisingly easy to talk to.

He turned off the shower, and pulled a clean towel to wrap Fei Yang up.

When Fei Yang was thrown onto the bed with a bath towel, he bounced twice because the mattress was too soft.

He thought it was because he gained a little weight recently that he bounced up, and he couldn't help but panic and said, "Damn, I'm so heavy? I thought I just lost my abdominal muscles..."

"You have gained some flesh recently." Min Duan lifted the corner of his bath towel, rubbed his fingertips on Fei Yang's waist, and replied seriously.

As the palms behind him slowly moved down, Fei Yang, who was just immersed in panic just now, seemed to have sunk to the bottom of panic.

He felt the touch under his waist, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

It seems that the skin in that place may really be finer and smoother than other places—a little bit.

Fei Yang took a deep breath, suddenly pressed Min Duan's hand, and called out solemnly: "Brother."

"What?" Min Duan narrowed his eyes lightly after being stopped inexplicably, "What are you going to scold again?"

Fei Yang: "..."

It wasn't once or twice that he scolded people on the bed, and he was a little ashamed to say it.

But because what he was about to say was even more embarrassing, he didn't care about it, and after making enough mental preparations, he slowly whispered: "Brother, do you consider using this place for a skin graft?"

Min Duan: "?"

"Just... I heard that this is the smoothest and most delicate place on a person's body." Fei Yang blushed as if bleeding, "Are you really not thinking about it? I think I'm fine, but you are not. have no idea……"

Min Duan: "..."

Seeing Min Duan's silence, Fei Yang thought he disliked him, and couldn't help but angrily said, "Is your skin smoother than mine?!"

Before Min Duan had time to digest what Fei Yang meant, he just followed the words without a soul: "...what?"

"What?!" Fei Yang seemed to have been insulted, and his fragile self-esteem was greatly hurt.

He went online with the color approval attribute, and directly stretched out his hand to bypass Min Duan, as if he wanted to compare with him whose skin was smoother.

Min Duan was startled by his sudden salty hands, and after realizing it, he directly grabbed his wrist and stuffed him into the quilt: "What are you doing?"

"I did it with good intentions, but you still despise it..." Fei Yang turned around, buried his head in the pillow, snorted heavily, and muttered aggrievedly: "I don't even despise you for being ugly..."

Min Duan: "..."

"I don't need skin grafting." Min Duan explained dumbfoundedly as if he had just realized what Fei Yang was talking about, "Just kidding, that person just sprayed some pepper water, it's not serious, it's been about half a month It will be fine."

Hearing this, Fei Yang immediately turned his head back, his eyes finally saw a gleam of light: "Really?"

"Look for yourself." Min Duan tore off the small piece of gauze on his face, and turned his head to show him: "It's just a little red."

Fei Yang took advantage of the warm light by the bedside to see clearly Min Duan's injuries after treatment.

There is no bloody wound as he imagined at first, nor is it covered with messy ointment, only a slight redness.

At that time, he was hiding quickly, and the person was caught, so he was not sure about splashing. The splashes were only sporadic, and the largest one was only the size of a fingernail.

"Ah, it's okay." Seeing this, Fei Yang put the heart hanging in his throat back, and said with a smile: "It's still my boyfriend who is as beautiful as a fairy, then I can rest assured."

Min Duan: "..."

Min Duan was silent, and couldn't help asking from the depths of his soul: "Did you really have - instantly disliked me and turned ugly?"

"Then, you are indeed ugly now." Fei Yang beeped softly: "But I really don't despise you."

Speaking of this incident, he became more enthusiastic, as if he had taken the moral high ground: "Look, I'm willing to dedicate my ass to you for skin grafting, and you still care about this with me?!"

Min Duan: "..."

As soon as the words came out, a rare crack appeared on Min Duan's expressionless face, and he seemed a little hesitant to speak.

After a pause, he sighed, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, I never thought that someone would really want to use that for skin grafting, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, thank you solemnly."

After Fei Yang's brain worked for a long time, he suddenly realized that he was being teased by Min Duan.

"No, this..." He couldn't help but quibble, throwing the blame on the ignorant Jiang Zheng who was still sleeping soundly at the opposite door: "That's what Jiang Zheng said! He said that the skin on the butt is the best match." I deserve you!"

Min Duan: "..."

These words made Min Duan more silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Fei Yang also felt a little hypocritical, and carefully said the most vicious words: "I have never had a skin graft, and it is not easy for me to think seriously and make such a great decision in a short period of time. Now, can you get acquainted with me?"

It seemed to be threatening, and it seemed to be negotiating.

Min Duan was dumbfounded by what he said, so he could only let him say: "Yes, I don't know people."

He let out a breath, reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, and turned to hold Fei Yang in his arms: "Go to sleep, I have to take notes in the morning."

"Ah?" Fei Yang was stunned, he didn't know why he stopped suddenly, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, are you okay?"

"?"

"I've been in the same bed with you, you just want to sleep now?"

"..."

One of the major illusions in Ye Wang's life——I can fight back.

Fei Yang did this every time. When he was about to escape with a trace of blood, he would turn around and throw a few skills, as if he could really fight back, or else he would die with the opponent.

But he forgot that the object this time was Min Duan.

Originally, there were many things to do tonight, and Min Duan was ready to let the little boy sleep, but in the end, he even flirted with his backhand.

I don't know who the ignorant person is.

Min Duan slightly opened his eyes, and squinted at him, "Say something human."

"..." After being together for a long time, the two of them might really have a telepathic connection. Fei Yang was dumbfounded for a moment, as if he had noticed something, and confessed: "No, brother, go to sleep. I wish you a good night and a long sleep." Sorry."

Min Duan: "?"

"I think you really need to clean up." He reached out to turn on the night light and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

When Fei Yang heard the sound of the drawer, he knew what he had taken, and he was shocked instantly: "Don't, bro, I'm sleepy."

"what?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm sleepy..."

"Can't hear clearly."

"I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy woo woo woo..."

"what?"

"I……"

"?"

"No, I... I can also not be sleepy."

"..."

The author has something to say: Yang Zai’s spirits are refreshing (eyes are like copper bells!