The days of frying CP with the enemy

He Xingci wanted to get away with it, so he casually said: "It's embarrassing to say it, I'm a man of seven feet, and I'm afraid of riding a roller coaster. In front of the camera, I'm naturally embarrassed to show it."

What he said was sincere, and the tears in his eyes were afraid of gushing out in the next second.

Maybe he can fool other people, but he can't fool Mo Ran.

Mo Ran took off his clothes halfway, and looked back and forth.He Xingci's head was dizzy, a little hot, and it was very unpleasant to be watched by him.

Very upset.

Those eyes, always with a slight alienation, seem to be able to see through him.

"Come on. The two of us haven't known each other for a year or two. Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

What he said, He Xingci laughed, "Hey, the two of us are not so familiar now, right? If we say we are familiar, isn't it the two years in high school? But it was all when I was not sensible. Do you think you can take me at that time?" Let's decide now." The last thing he wanted to mention was high school, too many things happened.

In the past two years, I still dreamed of those dark days in the middle of the night, and then suddenly woke up from my sleep, and I could only watch the sun rise in the second half of the night.

Mo Ran didn't continue the movement of his hand, and the red wine was swallowed along the rolling Adam's apple.The corners of his lips were slightly red, and he said, "Do you really think that was when you were ignorant?"

He Xingci spread his hands together, impatiently: "Huh? Or else. Whether you say it or not, it's fine."

Picking up the chopsticks, He Xingci was ready to eat.

During the interval between his meals, Mo Ran took off his clothes quietly.

He Xingci hummed, out of the corner of his eye he saw what kind of monster he was going to be.

Um?Um?How did you start to untie the belt?

He put down his chopsticks, and was so frightened that he picked up the pillow on the seat and threw it over: "Damn, what do you want to do, Mo Ran?!"

Being smashed, Mo Ran is not angry.

He Xingci looked at him stupidly. It's very late at night, taking off his pants, the intention is already obvious, right?

"If you fucking dare to mess around, I'll never end with you."

Mo Ran looked at him helplessly: "I think too much."

It's best to be like this. Faced with someone like you, you can't take it lightly.

On the upper left side of the man's perfect pubic bone, there is a crooked and ugly scar.

It was very disobedient, like a perfectly carved work of art being maliciously destroyed, and He Xingci felt a little distressed even if he was not a fan of Mo Ran.

This part will not be seen as long as the pants are raised higher.

"See, I'm pulling my clothes really tight because of it. I don't want to be caught on camera."

He Xingci slowed down and replied with a little hesitation.

"So you still care about this image."

"I don't care about the image." Mo Ran dressed neatly and drank the red wine. The glass had already bottomed out. He lowered his eyes, "I don't want to be seen by too many people."

"Oh."

He didn't know how to reply, but fortunately, the straight man returned to the law and gave a hoot to the food in front of him.He is not interested in knowing the story behind this scar, nor is he willing to tell himself why he is afraid of roller coasters.

Suppose, witnessing one's best friend committing suicide on a roller coaster, I'm afraid, no one can accept it, right?

Who is the ink burning, why do you know these things.

He buried his head in eating the dishes, obviously the dishes he couldn't dream of on weekdays, but today he seemed to be chewing wax, with a lot of thoughts on his mind.

After half an hour.

"Hurr~"

In the car, He Xingci hiccupped, not knowing what to feed his image.

Glancing at the phone, Nan Yan was urging him to sleep.

He typed and replied: Alright, I just finished taking a shower, I'm going to sleep, good night!

Nan Yan: Well, good boy, rest early today and watch less public opinion.

He Xingci's obedient baby: Okay!

Nanyan thought, it should be all right?Just remove the trending search tomorrow.

He wasn't afraid that He Xingci would know that his account was related to Mo Ran, but...

"Damn, why can't I finish deleting these posts? How can young girls write things so openly now! My God!" Xu Yang, who is still an innocent boy even though he has half a foot in the entertainment industry, blushed while helping to delete.

Nan Yan cut a plate of fruit: "Don't go home tonight, stay at my house, let's pay attention at all times. Xiaohe will go to bed later, he probably won't know tonight."

Xu Yang sighed, "Okay."

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A muffled sound of pain erupted in the car.

The owner of the voice distorted his face, covered his head, and restrained himself from being so angry that he stood up and hit the roof of the car again.

Fuck!

What are those things in Weibo? !