The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

Only 5 minutes after placing the order, the doorbell rang suddenly.

this late.Wen Song carefully moved to the door, and saw the courier on the night shift through the cat's eyes. It was unbelievable that there is such a fast delivery service in the world, "Is it my courier?"

The name, address and contact information were confirmed across the door, which was inexplicably correct.

"Well...then put it outside, just put it outside."

He waited for the people to leave before opening the door to get it.He held it in his hand, like a heavy box, obviously not just a lightweight necklace.

But apart from the one he ordered 5 minutes ago, he hasn't bought anything recently.The sender on the courier list is very strange, and I haven't heard from my family that they will send things over recently.

Opening the courier bag outside, the pink packaging box is a bit familiar.Wen Song suddenly let out a cry.

Come to think of it, it's a new model from my aunt's house.

Both of them are the beautiful styles that I praised when I went to the shooting scene to join in the fun last time, the forest of mist and the gentle sky, one green grid and the other blue grid, unexpectedly she still remembered to send it specially.After the official finalization, there are some matching gifts such as bow ties and headbands in the box, all of which are very cute.

Wen Song took pictures after dismantling the courier and sent Qin Lin a WeChat thank you.

【received? 】

[Take two upper body pictures for me to see]

"..."

It's embarrassing.

[I think small skirts are more suitable for girls to wear]

[Those model sisters I saw last time looked super good-looking! 】

In fact, it was too late to be too lazy to change back and forth.He sent the message, waited for 3 minutes and there was no answer from the other side, and he was a little uneasy, thinking that such a refusal was too straightforward, which made my aunt unhappy and angry.

It wasn't until a long time passed that he later found out that during the 3-minute silence, she laughed so hard that her hands shook so much that she couldn't type.

【Didn't you notice it at all? 】

[The model sisters you saw last time are actually not model sisters]

[Ah, is that the model sister? 】

【no】

【All are brothers】

【…? 】

【! ! ! 】

[Young people should spend more time together to exchange hobbies when they are free, and don’t think too narrowly]

Wen Song: "..."

What is going on in this world.

Where did she collect so many beautiful boys?

Could it be that I am too ignorant.Wen Song stood silently in front of his closet, staring at the one, two, three, four skirts in front of him and fell into thought.

What about this wardrobe.

Since when have these things been added?

strange.It's too short to hang up, and it doesn't fit in the closet.

Besides, how could his good boy's clothes be put together with these things.

Then only...

Tomorrow, I will ask my aunt to clear up a space, and then buy a hanger to display alone.

Wen Song nodded secretly, closed the wardrobe after deciding on the ownership of the new clothes, and hesitated for a while when he returned to the bed.

I always feel that as long as I lie down, I will continue to think about Qin Qin.

No, it can't be.

At this time, Lan Lan must have not slept yet.When one can't stay alone, it's time to call the dog.

He dialed the phone and threw out the bait, "I received two new dresses today, do you want to come and play?"

Lan Lan was stunned by the reason for his summoning: "What did you say you received?"

"Skirts can only cover the thighs but not the knees. There is blue you like."

"..."

What a shitty reason.

How can any old man call in the middle of the night and say, "Come over to my house and let me wear a dress for you"? !

Lan Lan was silent for a moment, her tone was bewildered and shy.

"That what... how big is your waist, can I wear it?"

**

The meeting of two people, the carnival of one person.

The first small JK theme party held late at night since college.DJ dance music with a strong rhythm was played in the room, and Wen Song sat on the carpet beside the bed and hugged Qin Qin, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

While listening to the verbs, she admired Lan Lan scratching her head and posing in the full-length mirror, and took pictures to preserve the black history.

Sure enough, women's clothing is not only "once, there will be countless times", and even "if there is one person, there will be a group of people".

As the source of mental pollution, he was quite relieved to see his friends who had known him for many years being inspired to have a strange personality, "If you like it so much, why don't you wear this and go parading with me on the school anniversary."

"That won't work, I'm thin-skinned, I can only wear it through the house~"

"Are you still thin-skinned? To be honest, have you wanted to try this for a long time?"

Considering that boys should wear women's styles, the size sent by Qin Lin is too large.Lan Lan could barely pull up the skirt, although the zipper got stuck and it wasn't perfect, she still had a good time, "How do you know?"

"When we were in high school, girls' school uniforms looked like this, except that the skirts were a little longer. Hey, I sneaked out on a date with my girlfriend after school, and she wore this skirt with a small waist twist, not to mention how beautiful it is. Tsk~exciting~"

"You take girls on school dates? Why don't I know!"

"Aren't you afraid of stimulating your little virgin self-esteem?"

"What have you done to others..."

"Hey hey~ what do you wish for me?"

It's still comfortable for my dog ​​to stay.Wen Song can regain the long-lost calmness from him, at least he is not as passive as he was around Qin Qin, "Stay with me tonight, and I will give you a skirt."

"There's no need for the skirt. Looking back, people will see that I am a straight man and have some perverted hobbies."

Lan Lan struggled to pull down the skirt, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it, "Enough, it seems to be stretched for you."

"..."

Wen Song threw the pillow onto his malicious smiling face, "Don't put it back in my closet! Put it outside and wait for my aunt to wash it tomorrow."

"Tsk, you hate me and want me to come and sleep with you."

The buckwheat pillow was picked up and rattled, and Lan Lan muttered, "Why do you fix this thing?", then threw it back on the bed, and sat down next to him with only a pair of underwear on, "Tell me, young master? Why are you unhappy?" gone?"

Wen Song's smile gradually faded, there was no pillow in his arms, and even his heart became empty.

"I did a lot of irrational things today. But I feel... quite happy, isn't it strange?"

"What's so strange about it, it's over if you're happy. The premise is that you don't get involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, and I have to report you in tears."

"..." It's not that irrational.

"Even if I was very happy at the time, don't you feel a little scary when you look back?"

It's hard for Wen Song to describe it to him, "It's like... like you are driving hard, but you only press the accelerator with one foot, but forget how to press the brake with the other foot?"

"The small car is blind, but the brake pedal is only one."

"..."

"Honestly, I don't think so."

Lan Lan said, "If there is an unimpeded road ahead, it would be so cool to step on the accelerator all the time, and you don't need to step on the brakes at all. Just stop when you need to stop."

"Wait, I see. This is just a metaphor. We're not talking about driving at all, are we?"

"..."

"Hey, don't make analogies. You don't know how much I have in reading comprehension? You can just say it directly."

Wen Song pursed the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and swept the littered skirt at the end of the bed onto the carpet, climbed up to lie down on his own, and sighed deeply.

Before college, he had lived a routine life.I have always worried that the sick genes dormant in my blood may burst out one day, so I hate the occurrence of irregular and irrational things even more, and I hate that the situation is developing in a direction that is out of control beyond expectations.

He hated the possibility of himself becoming that way.

When he realized that he could get happiness from such irrational loss of control, anxiety and even guilt arose spontaneously.

Everything was brought to him by Qin Qin.

Wen Song raised his arms to cover his eyes, his tone was low, "Lan Lan, I might really like Qin Tan."

Either he was brainwashed by Qin Qin.

Otherwise, why would I feel that the heartbeat when facing him is different from the feeling when I was heartfelt when facing other handsome men and beautiful women in the past.

But what if he treats others the same way?He might have said those things so easily to others, too.

What if he said that he liked it just on a whim, but I took it seriously.

Lan Lan let out a funny "puchi", turned on the bed and lay flat, and also let out a sigh of relief, "Oh, then what?"

"I don't know either." Wen Song whispered, "I just think, I can't...it's not a good thing."

"Why, are you afraid that I will sue you?"

"..."

"Actually, you said that people can't even talk about love once in their entire life. Thanks to that."

Lan Lan said leisurely, "Although you are with a man... I didn't expect it, but don't worry, I won't expose you at least if you don't support me."

"It's better to delay him for another year or a half. After all, 'hey, I have a friend who was pursued by a handsome guy but couldn't be loved'. It's quite embarrassing to say it."

"..."

Wen Song pushed him wordlessly, "Okay, stop talking, turn around and go to sleep."

"Oh."

Lan Lan turned around and turned off the light, lying on the bed with him to bed early.But it's not even past twelve o'clock at this moment. As a habitual cultivator who can see the night scene at four o'clock in the morning every day, he can't sleep after thinking about it.

After a while, Yue Mo Wensong fell asleep, and the small theater in his head was still playing happily. Looking at the scattered skirts on the carpet under his feet, he muttered to himself, "What do you think Qin Tan would do if he wore a skirt?" Sample?"

"..."

In the silent room, Wen Song turned his back and opened his eyes.

Gan, I want to see it too.

**

As another victim of mental pollution, when I went to class the next day, my mind was full of Qin Tan in a skirt, and I even drew some dangerous brain products on my iPad when I was fishing.

Today, his drawing ability has improved beyond normal. He thinks this composition is quite similar. On the way to the classroom for the next class, he was holding an iPad in one hand and a pencil in the other to trim the structure. On the way, the back of his head was suddenly hit by a flying paper ball : "..."

Wraps of waste paper fell at his feet.Wen Song's body shook, he stopped and looked back.

Zhou Gan was wearing a camouflage jacket and wearing sunglasses chewing gum not far behind him, "Yo, little man."

"……"really! !

No one I know would make such a joke!

Anger starts from the heart, and evil grows to the gallbladder.Wen Song held the iPad and pen in one hand, picked up the ball of paper with the other hand, and smashed it back hard.

Zhou Qian had expected it a long time ago, and twisted his body to avoid it, "Hey~ I didn't hit it."

"..."

childish!

I have known for a long time that I can't be as knowledgeable as him, so I just can't help it.

Wen Song turned around with a cold face and continued walking, but he chased after him relentlessly, "Are you in such a hurry to go to class? Wait, I want to go with you!"

"Don't you have your own class to take?!"

"I'm already in my third year of high school, what class do I still have to take?"

"..."

Wen Song gave him a sideways look with "Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Thinking that the vicious eyes were not lethal at all, Zhou Gan smiled with the corner of his mouth slanted, pulled down his sunglasses and deliberately approached him, "Look, Qin Qin has made me like this, how can I go to school? It's embarrassing Is it okay?"

"Besides~ I've already been recommended. Going to school will only attract unnecessary jealousy."

Wen Song sneered at the pride he deliberately revealed in a low-key manner, "Oh, then go to a show, if you can't find a factory to go to work."

"It's boring... Where is Qin Tan? I'll look for him."

Zhou Gan gritted his teeth and said, "Last time, I didn't pay attention to let him take advantage of it. Damn it was too ruthless. I must avenge this revenge."

Wen Song was amused: "You're here for revenge after you're like this? Do you want him to fill in your dark circles for you to make them symmetrical?"

"Tsk... can you talk! I said it was my carelessness last time, so it doesn't count."

He yelled presumptuously, "Anyway, I'll follow you today."

"Follow you, and you will definitely find him."

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