The days of frying CP with the enemy

[Forum] Rabbit Zone: [Have you eaten hxc's melons recently? Is this brother really going to be a success?]

LZ: Although hxc has suppressed the issue of Baoyangmen, there are many doubts.There is also mr, the two of them did not pick up all kinds of differences in the early years, mr passionately opened the mic for hxc, this is what my sister thought of.

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First Floor: Ah, isn’t hxc a powerful faction, why pay so much attention to it?

Second floor: yysy, hxc's acting skills are good, and mr's acting skills are also good, there's no need for two people to engage in such gimmicks.

[-]rd floor: xswl on the [-]nd floor, the top tumor will also be outdated, okay, go away selling rotten coffee.

Fourth floor: Selling rotten coffee?There's really no need for the two brothers, just stop farting.

The navy from nowhere started a war in the building, tearing up hundreds of popular posts in the rabbit area upstairs.

……

The rabbit area was torn into darkness, and the two righteous masters had a good relationship with each other.

After realizing the strange emotion, He Xingci's attitude towards Mo Ran was much more intimate.There is a lot of intimacy that is not enough to describe it, and it is talent to be sloppy.

"Mr. Mo! I'm stuck here, please help me!"

"Mr. Mo! My waist is not very comfortable, can you rub it for me?"

"Mr. Mo! Woohoo, me, why can't I pull out this sugarcane!"

In the morning alone, He Xingci called Mo Ran no less than three times, looking like a squeamish bag.

These live congratulatory speeches can be done, the main purpose is to enhance feelings.

Mo Ran lowered his head: "What's wrong with you today, it seems that you need me very much."

He, who was sitting on the ground peeling sugar cane, had no self-consciousness, the mask was hanging on the little Jiujiu on his head, his head was tilted, "Well, is it true that Teacher Mo doesn't want to help me with each other, then forget it." He pretended to be hypocritical pouted.

is it?

Mo Ran glanced over the camera, and leaned against He Xingci with dry leaves, sticky like a young couple, with his left hand over He Xingci's shoulder, holding Wei Nuan's hands, "Teacher He, mutual help must be carried out to the end. .The sugar cane can be made like you, it can’t be done at night, if you want to do this, this, and this.”

Breathing hot air into his neck, He Xing rubbed his chin on his shoulders itchingly, his soft hair made Mo Ran feel restless:

"Teacher Mo knows a lot."

"Together with me is innocent, and you can earn money without losing money."

It's not that you know a lot, but you must know a lot in front of you.

He Xingci shrank his shoulders, bowed his waist and half-lyed and half-sat, the smooth waistline separated from Mo Ran's abdomen, one black and one white short-sleeved neutral positions rubbed against each other with the wind, and only two figures were captured by the camera up.

Bigger black clothes.

Smaller white clothes.

Camera guy: [awsl]

The quarrel in the rabbit area lasted until the administrator silenced it. Someone with a heart took a screenshot of the fake news on this floor, processed it with Gaussian blur, and posted it on Weibo as the truth.

He Xingci's mobile phone was confiscated by the director team according to Nan Yan's request, and he threw it to him a black flip phone for seniors.

This is the first time that He Xingci has encountered a large-scale public opinion attack in such a long time. Nan Yan is afraid that He Xingci's inaccurate comments will cause him to lose contact with the world for a short time.

So the rabbit area tore up X and spread rumors about this second-hand melon, which he ate while chatting with Qin Man Luoran.

"I'm not afraid of what other people say. What's black can't be said to be white, and what's fake will never become true. Nanyan thought I was glass-hearted, so I could choose not to listen. What a coincidence that your conversation was caught I heard it, it's not my choice, so you have to tell me, what kind of rumors are you making about me?" He finished the tea on the coffee table in the living room in a few mouthfuls, smashed it, and He Xingci squinted and blinked his eyes wide Seemingly harmless but actually tough.

Love cells surround him, listening to his own gossip is similar to listening to others.

It’s fine to make money and burn ink, but what kind of reputation is it.

Her cheeks were flushed, as sweet as a peach, and her face was lifeless at all.

Luo Ran said: "It's all fake. Someone in a certain forum quarreled about your relationship with Mo Ran. Some people said that you were in high school... and Mo Ran fought every day, and they quarreled when they met. Later, they entered the entertainment industry and satirized each other when they met.

How bad how to say.It's all shown in your variety shows.The reason why Mo Ran sent you Weibo two days ago was also because he received money. "

He Xingci rubbed his chin and pondered. He and Mo Ran were high school alumni and did not deny that they had a bad relationship. It was absolutely fake when they met and fought.In a high school with a strict system, cracking down on counterfeiting every day risks being expelled.

At most they fight with grades.

And... bed fights.

Seeing that He Xingci didn't say a word, Qin Man frowned at Luo Ran, "Tell me about you, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, what is there to say..."

He Xingci slowly raised his head: "That's it? That's it?"

Qin Man: "???" This didn't match the dozen or so reactions he had expected from He Xingci.

The contemptuous sneer, the seductive tone, the disdain in the eyes...

Well, his cousin is indeed his cousin, and he is more and more similar to Mo Ran, who stood still before Mount Tai collapsed. This person, the longer he stays together, the more he looks like him.

Think of Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there.

Sticking with his little cousin for a day, Mo Ran, who has changed from a mighty lion to a soft little cat king, wiped his wet hair and sat down.

He Xingci naturally took the towel handed by Mo Ran...

Mo Ran tilted his body more leisurely, and gave him his wet head: "Wipe it for me."

The two were tacit, the window paper was not pierced in the middle, He Xingci's cursing voice was in contrast to his gentle movements, Mo Ran was in a good mood, the cub is so cute, and the cub is cute even when he swears.

Totally pampered?Addicted to raising cubs?Ink burns.

Showing off Qin Man and Luo Ran, the two looked at each other.

The day before yesterday, Qin Man covered He Xing with clothes to avoid catching cold, so it turned out that he was hiding.

The smile on He Xingci's face couldn't be faked.

The pure cotton towel with blue and white stripes absorbed enough water, Mo Ran's hair felt refreshed, and the scent of shampoo radiated from time to time, which penetrated under He Xingci's nostrils.

In the past, everything about this person was not pleasing to the eye, but now everything about this person is good.

The ears are burning, the face is burning, and it is unbearably hot.

When He Xingci saw Mo Ran for the first time in high school, the itch in his heart couldn't help being aroused.Later, if it wasn't for the Mo Ranba x Ruqing incident, maybe He Xingci...

Maybe he could see his own mind clearly.

Mo Ran didn't come often in the first semester of the third year of high school. Mo Ran didn't have any particularly good friends in his class, so He Xingci silently made more paper notes for him.Write the words horizontally and vertically, just to prevent Mo Ran from discovering that he secretly stuffed them into his desk every day after school.

push forward.

On the first day Mo Ran transferred to another school, He Xingci met him in the hallway.

"Hello" didn't come out, He Xingci keenly caught Mo Ran's eyes...almost provocative and something called interest?I didn't understand it, his brothers came over in a swarm, Mo Ran was so cold that he didn't want to talk to him, so he started fighting.

Thinking about it now, Mo Ran didn't mean that at all.

Fighting each other on the basketball court, friction and collision in physical education class, youthful walks after class, and overwhelming memories filled He Xingci's mind.

So that he was led back to the room by Mo Ran, closed the door, and sat on the sofa.

Mo Ran poured two glasses of lemonade with perfect sweetness, and his eyebrows drooped.

Two sunken pits on the sofa.

"Xing Ci, I think, there is something I want to tell you." Mo Ran was affectionate and determined.

When He Xingci touched the hot glass with his fingertips, he was extremely sensitive to pain.He stayed for a while: "What's the matter."

Mo Ran took a deep breath: "Nine years ago, what happened after I went out with you from the bar."

This is not the first time that He Xingci's facial muscles stiffened with Mo Ran's gaze, and his brows were wrinkled into ugly balls.Whether he refused or agreed, Mo Ran's fingers touched his lips, denying his right to choose.

"You were so drunk that day that you called me by someone else's name. You cried for a long time, and I was worried about you, so I asked for your address and took a taxi.

I brought you back to the hotel because I wanted to... stay there until you wake up.But you suddenly hooked my neck and took the initiative to show favor to me. "

The ink burned for a while, and his throat felt astringent. When he met the man in front of him, he was listening to him:

"Most of the wine you drank in the bar was drugged, but no matter what, it's my fault. I don't expect you to forgive this nine-year-late apology, I just want to say..."

"So, why did you leave without saying a word?" He Xingci was dazed for a while, almost falling into Mo Ran's deep, focused and injured eyes.His eyes are magical, fatal attraction.

The brooch that Mo Ran gave him was quietly lying in his trouser pocket at the moment, and the coolness penetrated the fabric.

"Have you met my mother?"

Of course He Xingci remembered the woman in the mental nursing home, and he replied softly, "I remember."

"My mother jumped off the building the next day. After fighting with my father, I was knocked out and stuffed directly into the plane. I went abroad. I haven't got any electronic equipment for three years. I was in the army."

Sincere affection cannot be mixed with any falsehood, He Xingci looked stunned, should he believe Mo Ran's words?When the ink burned and evaporated, He Xingci searched the whole school, but no one knew where he went.

It's funny to say that He Xingci died when Bai Yiqi died, and he was put to sleep. The person who slept with him was Mo Ran and the world evaporated. Under the multiple blows, he was so drunk that he ran to the place where Mo Ran lived and shouted. yell.

Of course, the house Mo Ran lived in changed hands after he left, and the owner treated him as a gangster and called the police to arrest him.

He felt his nose was sore and his voice was hoarse, and the grievances accumulated over the years were written on his face.The tears in the eyes were forced back, and the nails dug into the thin layer of skin.

"You are a bastard, why didn't you say these things earlier..."

Mo Ran couldn't laugh or cry: "Then you have to give me a chance to talk. After I returned to China, I wanted to talk to you more than once, but you let Nanyan refuse everything. After that, all I saw was that you gave me black drafts. You hate me. That’s it, what else can I say.”

He Xingci played a rogue, "I don't care, I don't listen, you press me to the wall and tape my mouth, can't you tell me the truth, if you don't tell me, I will really hate you for the rest of my life.

lifetime. "