The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

Before Lan Qing could speak, He Jiao said, "If I continue to live with the three of them, either they beat me or I beat them."

Only he dared to say such threats in front of Lan Qing.

But miraculously, Lan Qing gave in.

"Move it yourself."

Although Lan Qing's tone was still cold, as if he was unwilling, but He Jiao was very willing.

He Jiao immediately opened the door happily and ran over to bring over her bedding, and then ran over to pack up her luggage quickly.

Xu Zihao and Xin Ting squatted at the door to peek. They saw He Jiao running back and forth several times, but they stayed in 309 and never came out.

"Did you see it?" Xu Zihao patted Xin Ting on the shoulder, "A strong girl is afraid of pestering her husband."

Xin Ting nodded, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Who do you say is a strong woman?"

"For example, for example, don't tell the president." Xu Zihao smiled.

In the dormitory of 309.

He Jiao was making the bed with a smile, he felt that what he made was not a bed, but love, and he could sleep with his love when he was ready.

Lan Qing's mood was completely different when he saw him before and after he moved here.

He couldn't help but suspect that his pitiful appearance just now was deliberately pretended to show him, and his purpose was to make him sympathize and soften his heart, so that he would agree to come and live here.

Even if I regret it now, it's too late.

Lan Qing felt that he couldn't be so frightened, so he sat on the edge of the bed with his arms folded and said with a serious look: "Since you want to be my roommate, you must abide by the rules of my dormitory. First, you are not allowed to return home at night." , you must come back before the access control time."

"No problem." He Jiao sat beside her bed and listened to him.

"Second, keep quiet in public at all times."

"I'm not going to sing here."

"Third, keep it clean and tidy. We take turns cleaning, each person for a week. Do you have any comments?"

"No, no." He Jiao shook his head. The person he was thinking of was finally in front of him. From now on, he will live together. As a man, he must let his sweetheart live a good life. How can such things as housework make him What does the wife do?

He Jiao's blood boiled suddenly, and he said, "You let me live here, and I will take care of the hygiene here from now on."

"Are you sure?" Lan Qingdao had no objection, but he couldn't see that he was so diligent;

"Sure!"

"Okay, I have no problem. The curtains should be washed every two weeks, otherwise the dust will be too much."

"No problem!" He Jiao happily agreed, feeling that their small family was about to start.

"There are no others for the time being."

After Lan Qing finished speaking, she went to bed. It was already 11 o'clock, and it was not too early.

He Jiao saw that he had fallen asleep, so he lay down with him. Although there was still a distance of two meters between them, he could see his profile when he turned his head. It was as if they were sharing the same bed.

Lying down, Lan Qing always felt that there was something he hadn't done yet, he suddenly remembered, and turned to look at He Jiao who was still tossing and turning on the bed, not falling asleep.

"Did you not take a shower?"

"Not washed." He Jiao turned over the car and lay down and looked at him, suddenly concerned about whether he had a bath or not?

Is he implying something?

He Jiao immediately lifted the quilt, "I'll wash it now, soon!"

He didn't take a shower yesterday because he was injured, and he didn't take a shower after a fight today.

Lan Qing, a clean freak, can't tolerate people who don't take a shower for two days.

He himself has to take a bath every day. In summer, he washes himself at noon, in the afternoon, and at night before going to bed.

There was gauze on the back of He Jiao, so when he took a shower, he only washed the front and the back only below the waist.

However, boys are not so careful when taking a bath. Basically, the water is flushed, the shower gel rubs the key parts, and the water is finished.

It took only a few minutes before and after he took a bath.

He Jiao was a little nervous when he came out, they are developing really fast...

But he likes it!

He Jiao gently found Lan Qing's bedside, and at first he threw himself on the bed as soon as he knelt down.

Just when he wanted to shout out my wife, I'm here.

Lan Qing turned over and kicked him off the bed with both hands and feet.

"What do you want?"

He Jiao was wearing a pair of sapphire blue jingle cat underwear at this time, and nothing else on his body. He fell to the ground and looked at him innocently.

"sleep……"

"Sleep in your bed, what are you doing in my bed?" Lan Qing frowned.

"Didn't we sleep together?"

"Who wants to sleep with you? If you want to sleep, you can sleep over there, or if you don't, get out!"

He Jiao clutched his waist and climbed up, walked over to his bed, took two steps and looked back, did he regret it, or did he get it wrong?

baffling!

Lan Qing sat on the bed and watched him vigilantly for a long time, and only when he was sure that he would not get up and crawl on his bed again did he lie down.

He is very sure now that He Jiao must like men!

And it's clear this guy is targeting him.

But, he doesn't like men...

Although he has never been in love for more than 20 years since he was a child, and he has never been attracted to anyone, but he never thought that he would like a man one day.

He thought he should like women, but so far no woman has moved his heart.

He knows that there are a group of people in this world who are attracted by the same kind. He does not object to it, does not repel it, and does not hate it. Sometimes when he sees love that is not understood, hurt, or abandoned because he likes the same sex, he also feels hurt. The one who got hurt is pretty poor.

But that doesn't mean he likes the same sex, does it?

He turned his head to look at the blond boy sleeping there, and suddenly felt a little more pity for him. Like the same sex, the probability of tragedy is too high. He likes his mistakes, and one day he will get sadness in return.

He Jiao's sleeping appearance was not good, it didn't take long for his head to hang by the bed, and the quilt fell to the ground.

Lan Qing didn't want to care about him at first, but what if his head fell to the ground and died later?

Forget it, let him straighten his head and cover him with the quilt.

Lan Qing passed down to pose for him, pulled the quilt to cover him, and with a casual glance, was attracted by his indistinguishable face.

His hand was next to his face, he compared it with the back of his hand, his face was really too white, compared with his hand, it was many shades whiter.

His face was smaller than his palm, and his curly blond hair was messed to one side.

His lips are slightly parted, and his lower lip is a little pouty, so it turns out that he is quite cute.

Lan Qing's heart suddenly jumped, and he got up in shock and went back to his bed.

How could he make his heart beat faster?

Does he like men too?