A romantic 233

You are ready to kneel down on one knee with a big man!Oh, what do people think of you! "

Yu Wenzhou choked back his uncomfortable laughter, took the things Song Xiao was carrying, and thoughtfully helped Song Xiao put down the robe and patted the ashes: "This place is not suitable for staying for long, two heroes, let's go?"

"Let's go, let's go," Chief Huang walked towards the subway station with his shoulders crossed, not forgetting to exercise his legitimate right to gossip, "Why are you disrespectful to the leader?"

"Cough." Song Xiao wanted to talk about him from left to right, but he knew that it was useless to face Huang Shaotian, a calm opportunist who was like a smoke bomb. Only when the topic is shaken can there be a glimmer of life.

What's more, why did fate arrange for me to meet this pair of dawdling little gays at this moment, doesn't it just need a crucial assist from me!At this time, if I don't play tricks and kill myself, I'm still a good person!

So Song Xiao took a deep breath, and said coldly with a heroic air, "Young Master Huang, you are so gay today."

Yu Wenzhou squatted on the ground laughing.

"Song Xiao, you're getting tired of your life, aren't you!!!" Huang Shaotian was stunned, "Sun Zai! Take a big punch from Grandpa!"

Leaving aside the issue of GAY or not for the time being, doesn’t your saying that make people think about it!It was hard for me to get rid of a heart that was just about to move, what if he thinks I have ulterior motives when you mention it like this!If he plays with me and wants to draw a line with me, what should I do!

Thinking of this, Huang Shaotian felt sad, and grabbed Yu Wenzhou's arm: "Leader, don't listen to his nonsense, what am I—"

"You hate gay?"

"No, no, no! That can't be done! Don't hate it!" Huang Shaotian thought to himself, I'm about to become gay, can I hate it? "Although I don't hate it, I don't participate either..."

"Really, that's really a pity..." Yu Wenzhou calmed down and then paused.

The determination he had made to move forward was now like the little mermaid in the morning. But he thought, if it is in front of these people, it doesn't matter even if all the self-protection of keeping distance is removed and the truest self is revealed.

Even if the world is unsatisfactory, if you push him to fall from a high altitude, he will fall into the water, not the ground. Facing this group of friends, he is never afraid of being brutally killed by visitors from outside the sky.It was clearly an illusory relationship, but it gave birth to a solid trust.

Yu Wenzhou curled up the corners of his mouth to smile, and finished speaking: "If you are, you will be the same as me."

"Huh?" Huang Shaotian uttered a syllable in a daze.

"I'm sorry I didn't mention it before, I'm crooked." Yu Wenzhou was very sincere, "Shaotian, you don't think I have ulterior motives, do you? Do you want to draw a line with me?"

"I...you..."

Song Xiao felt that he was a godly assist, although if the embarrassment could be converted into mileage, he would have probably arrived at Zhumadian via Shanghai by now. "Aren't you going to see him?" He poked Yu Wenzhou, pointing at Huang Shaotian who was doubly confused.

"Let him think about life first."

"You're quite straightforward, too." Song Xiao bumped Yu Wenzhou's shoulder, "I still wonder how long you two will hold back. It's a deal, and you can't go back on your word."

"I don't regret it. It's quite interesting to calm down and think about it," Yu Wenzhou himself first laughed, "I said you can't laugh..."

"Don't laugh! Say it!"

"Shaotian and I went out to eat alone for the first time, and we didn't want to leave when we were with him. It wouldn't be right if we didn't leave or do something, so we just kept eating and eating, and finally drank all the pickled cabbage and fish soup."

"Pfft—ah, no, I don't laugh, hahaha...cough...you two are moral models! You can't afford a meal and a meal, okay! There should be applause here! Hahahahahaha!"

On the left of Yu Wenzhou is a relative and friend who is laughing and laughing, and on the right is a few steps away from Qingyuan, who is still offline. Mystery.

That's right, how could he finish such a big pot of pickled cabbage and fish soup by himself.

21

"Potato Potato, I'm Sweet Potato, what's the situation on the front line? Is the firepower fierce? Is the enemy strong? Are there heavy casualties? Does our army need to make a strategic retreat?"

"Sweet Potato Sweet Potato, the front line is facing a sudden change of coming out of the closet. There is a lot of pressure. We urgently need organizational support and cover! Repeat, we urgently need organizational support and cover!"

"Good sweet potatoes hold on! Come quickly to the warm embrace of the organization! Victory is ahead!"

"Thank you for the concern of the organization, but can you stop making voice calls? I often listen to it and change it to the outside world. The leader seems to have seen through me!"

"Oh, you don't understand, we just thought it was inconvenient for you to speak at the front line, so we could only type hard and quietly, so Hin is happy hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Song Xiao feels that this gang has no friendship anymore.

"Why is your expression so ferocious?" Yu Wenzhou looked over, "I'll get off in two stops, take it easy, I'm afraid you'll break the handrail of the subway."

"I'm fine..." Song Xiao said weakly, "It's just a little sentimental... Don't look at me like that, I'm a sentimental person."

Yu Wenzhou stood a little further away from him calmly.

"Why is this gang so lacking in friendship? Don't stand outside again, you'll be hanging outside the subway." Song Xiao's heart was pierced, "Look at your prospects, why don't you retreat to Young Master Huang's side?"

Yu Wenzhou paused, rubbed his nose: "I don't..."

"Don't tell me, why is your painting style so coquettish? Why don't you feel bad for your baby?"

"Ah Xiao..." Yu Wenzhou said earnestly.

Song Xiao's eyes were very deep: "I was wrong! You don't! You don't! Whoever won't let you or me be in a hurry!"

Who did you learn the ability to change the style of painting in a second? Do you Chunyang Palace have Oscar mentality?Yu Wenzhou was overjoyed: "Can you listen to someone finish talking, how much acceleration is piled up in your ears?"

"Ah? Then what are you doing?"

"I can not."

Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes in response: "Where did the warrior who just came out go? What's the matter with hypocrisy? Has he abused a dog and made a trick? Quickly restart that dead phone, whoever pollutes it will clean it up." , I don't care."

"Hey, let's go all out, then go down, three times - please don't squeeze me, what if... it's formatted?"

"Format? Ha. You don't dare, do you think he dares?" Song Xiao sneered, and snapped his fingers in a very big and handsome manner.

No sound.

"The embarrassing scene was once out of control." Yu Wenzhou commented, the friends in the KTV rolled on the sofa and laughed together.

"What's going on with this gang!!!" Song Xiao roared, "Is this how you welcome friends from afar!!! Are you lying to me when you talk about meeting each other, hating each other and being inseparable forever!!!"

"Don't panic, you have a big heart!" Xu Jingxi wiped away tears, "This embarrassment is nothing, you must have cleverly transformed this snapping finger into a dance move, the kind of silent hahahahahaha!!!"

"Bah, am I better than Young Master Huang in silence? Look at him, he hasn't said a single word of nonsense this afternoon and night, what kind of temper is he? Ah?"

"Fart!" Huang Shaotian took the microphone and said dryly to Yunxiao, "You swallowed up all the words I said!"

What's the use of you saying so many words, the point is that you didn't even say a word about the leader coming out of the closet! ! !How embarrassing are you for the gossip crowd! !I'm scratching my head and getting bald. Did you buy a wig? !

"Let's play cards!" Lu Yixiu thought about it, "How about the loser's truth or dare?"

The reason why a meme can become an old meme is because it is easy to use!Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, and at the moment when the two gossip parties hadn't reacted, even the poker cards were ready, and the four played against the other three in turn.

Then two hours passed.

Everyone looked at Huang Shaotian with resentment, Huang Shaotian leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs: "You scumbags also want to beat me, let me tell you that I started playing cards at the age of three, and I have never been invincible in the battlefield!"

Everyone looked at Yu Wenzhou with resentment again, Huang Shaotian was still leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed: "Hehehe, don't even think about winning Wenzhou, playing cards doesn't depend on hand speed, what did I just say? My son lost his memory!"

Yu Wenzhou was drinking orange juice, he was so happy that he almost sprayed it back, and gave Erlang Huang a knee along the way.Huang Shaotian was knocked to one side by him, and fell flat on the corner of the sofa obediently, and tugged at Yu Wenzhou's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenzhou leaned over and asked.

"Uh, it's nothing...don't listen to their nonsense, I didn't mean not to talk to you on purpose—" Huang Shaotian was a little uncomfortable, his eyes turned to the cards in Xiao Lu's hand, "play this! They're gone!"

Yu Wenzhou's heart trembled for a moment, and for some reason, there was a sweet smell. In the dark box, he quietly shook Huang Shaotian's hand, and wrote on his palm with his fingers stroke by stroke.

For the first character, one stroke, one horizontal, one vertical hook... seven strokes, Huang Shaotian thought for a while: "Me?"

"Ah."

The second word, one horizontal, one vertical, one horizontal... only wrote three strokes, and Lu Hanwen lost in the card game, so he turned around and interrupted them to throw the blame: "Young Master Huang blamed you for saying that I lost because of that pair." I don’t care! I will punish you this time! Truth or Dare! I will punish you!”

The surrounding crowd booed very cooperatively: "That's right! Young Master Huang should be punished! You should be blinded!