Arranged marriages

Headache after hangover.When Wen Zhaofei woke up in the morning, he found that he had a particularly headache.But fortunately, today is Saturday. If he doesn't want to go to work, he can stay at home and work overtime.Since he felt like he had a lot of needles stuck in his head, he decided not to go to the company.When he woke up and finished washing, He Yiming was packing himself outside, put on a plaid shirt over his white T-shirt, and hurriedly prepared to go out.

It seems that neither financial analysts nor programmers can escape the fate of working overtime.

Because of this, Wen Zhaofei suddenly laughed out loud, and then heard his own voice turn into a goose call.He Yiming turned around to look at him halfway through wearing his shoes, and asked, "Are you caught a cold?"

It doesn't take He Yiming to remind Wen Zhaofei that his voice is hoarse, otherwise he wouldn't be laughing like a big goose out of breath anyway.He touched his neck unnaturally, and said hoarsely, "Did I drink a lot yesterday?"

He didn't eat very well last night, he had a bad stomach and drank alcohol. It's normal for acid reflux to burn his throat in the middle of the night, but he doesn't quite remember what happened, only some vague memory fragments remain, including scolding Gao Si , slap high and wide, and then ask He Yiming to take him home and so on.

"I don't know how much you drank." He Yiming said, "Anyway, you're completely drunk, and your wine quality is terrible."

Then he saw Wen Zhaofei's eyes widen slightly, and he was picking at the corner of his clothes with his fingers: "Then I...last night...did you, what did you do?"

Wen Zhaofei was so at a loss that he wanted to escape from this planet.He Yiming had never seen this posture before, and felt that Wen Zhaofei was quite amusing, subconsciously teased: "I didn't do anything, just pushed me to sleep with you, and touched me all over my body."

The first half of the sentence is true, and the second half is his nonsense, purely to amuse Wen Zhaofei.

Wen Zhaofei's pupils quaked at first, and soon his face was flushed, like a steamed shrimp.He trembled, and the beautiful Danfeng's eyes were full of disbelief, and then asked: "Really, really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

He didn't really believe that he would do that kind of thing to He Yiming. After all, before that, his aesthetic orientation was muscular men. He Yiming was completely out of his aesthetic range, but he was really drunk, a little memory nothing.So if you really did it, it makes sense not to remember it.

So Wen Zhaofei prayed.Please, don't do weird things just because you're drunk.

He Yiming suppressed a smile, took off his shoes, turned back, walked up to Wen Zhaofei, and asked, "Do you want to know how you touched it?"

Wen Zhaofei nodded.

"That's it--" He Yiming took Wen Zhaofei's hand and pressed it on his chest, touching his abdomen from the collarbone all the way, staying near the navel.Wen Zhaofei didn't realize it at first, but after a while, He Yiming actually had abdominal muscles.When he realized what He Yiming was doing, he immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and then his face paled in shock.

Damn, what the hell did he do last night?How could he deal with that little chick He Yiming's body!Don't you feel like you're molesting a male high school student?

But in fact, He Yiming's abdominal muscles are quite well trained, with clear outlines and warm tentacles.When he woke up in the morning, his hands were a little cold, and he could feel the warmth of He Yiming's body. Like others, he was full of energy even after working overtime.

In the entanglements and contradictions, Wen Zhaofei's face wrinkled into bun folds, he had already forgotten how to manage his expressions, and the words noble, glamorous and iceberg beauty all lost their connection with Wen Zhaofei at this moment.Seeing Wen Zhaofei being so shocked that his three views exploded, He Yiming finally couldn't hold back and squatted on the ground and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha, Wen Zhaofei, you also have today—"

Amid He Yiming's gigantic decibel laughter, Wen Zhaofei came to his senses, raised his eyebrows, angry and helpless: "Are you fucking kidding me?"

This is the first time Wen Zhaofei swears at He Yiming.He Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled more openly.Tired of laughing, he just sat on the ground, with a faint dimple floating on his face for a long time.He said to Wen Zhaofei: "Look, you are swearing. Excellent student representative Wen Zhaofei?"

The morning light swayed slightly in He Yiming's irises, like a tourmaline of Sogo.Wen Zhaofei turned his head away from him: "Do you still remember these shitty things?"

"This is no joke." He Yiming said, he looked up at Wen Zhaofei, "I thought you would remember it longer than me, and you would bring the few things in your life that weigh me down to the coffin board as burial. "

In fact, as Wen Zhaofei said, it was not a big deal.However, as He Yiming said, this was one of the few times when Wen Zhaofei overwhelmed He Yiming in high school.He Yiming's grades are a bit better than Wen Zhaofei's. Although the two of them have kept their grades tight, in terms of results, He Yiming's grades were ranked first in far more times than Wen Zhaofei's. Including the provincial ranking of the college entrance examination. Wen Zhaofei was fifth in science, and Wen Zhaofei was eighth in liberal arts.

But even so, it was Wen Zhaofei, not him, who was invited to speak at the school as an outstanding student representative.The reason given by the dean was that he felt that He Yiming's image was not good.And Wen Zhaofei is more stable in life and is more suitable to be this model.Anyway, the grades were not much worse, so Wen Zhaofei was asked to return to school to give a speech.

Knowing the reason, He Yiming immediately turned upside down angrily, pointing to the dean's WeChat avatar to force Lai for a long time—as Cowardly as He Yiming, he would never dare to type and swear in the dialog box, he was even very cautious, in order to avoid touching Hua sent the swearing message, and he changed it to verbal swearing, but the dean couldn't hear it anyway.

Wen Zhaofei sneered: "Well, if I dare to bring this matter into the coffin, you dare to pull your children and grandchildren to form a circle in front of the dying bed, and then count your glorious experiences, Talk until you die."

"You're right." He Yiming gave Wen Zhaofei a thumbs up, "You reminded me, I still want to tell them how you begged me to play the groom for you, being proposed by a beauty, Bel has face."

He was so speechless that Wen Zhaofei was speechless, and Wen Zhaofei kicked him—not so much a kick, but rather a kick with the back of his foot: "Aren't you going to work overtime? Why don't you leave?"

He Yiming stood up, patted his pants, and walked out with a smile, "Hey, isn't it time to go, to earn money to support the family. Overtime work on weekends is double wages."

Wen Zhaofei complained mercilessly: "That's because I earn more than you, it's not your turn to support the family."

"Who wants to support you?" He Yiming said, "I am raising my future wife, understand? Oh, you don't understand, you are gay, you don't have a wife."

After finishing speaking, he slipped into the elevator with oil on his feet, afraid that Wen Zhaofei would come and beat him up, at least he would beat him up in the company if he was beaten up, it would be counted as a work-related injury, but at home it could only be counted as domestic violence. .

Not worth it.

The author says:

Wen Zhaofei: I am a gay and I am a gay, I have no wife without a wife, but I regret to inform you, congratulations, at this moment you are gone (??へ??╬)

ps: Some authors have a very strange serious illness, which needs to be cured by taking a single medicine. This kind of medicine needs the starfish of Modo Modo to be ground into medicinal powder, and the comments of Modo Modo are needed for spiritual support (crazy hint)

Save the child, the child needs a healthy body to code???