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Although he showed his face, Meng Yi didn't even think about coming out on the public platform. If he and Fu Juehan were the only two people, there would be nothing to worry about. A small anchor and a nightclub owner, it wouldn't bother anyone if they got together.

But he can vaguely see that Qi Han intends to let Fu Juehan take over his class. If Fu Juehan also sits in that position in the future, then this relationship will be criticized to some extent and bring him a lot of trouble.

But the words spoken are like water poured out, which cannot be taken back.

The moment of declaring sovereignty was refreshing, Meng Yi's head was bubbling and he didn't think of how to round up the words.

But what made him even more unexpected was the reaction of the water friend.

The barrage did flash the screen as he expected, and the water friend exploded as he expected, but the direction of the explosion was a bit off.

[? ? ?your boyfriend?Washing underwear is a boyfriend, so do I have to marry my washing machine? 】

[The anchor of 666 has mastered the traffic password, and has started to imitate the xxx next door to sell rot, right? The hospital is probably acting. 】

[Bei Bei, although you do have a mosquito-repellent face, but your brother looks straight at first sight, man with my face, let's not straighten the man and sell him rotten, please]

[Straight men sell rot, lose J pipes ╰_╯]

Meng Yi: "...???!!!"

What and what!

His face was changing, his brows were wrinkled into buttons, his nose was raised like a bun, and his mouth was crooked in anger.

Why do I have a mosquito-repellent face?

He touched his face, his mouth was stiff for two seconds, and then he confessed discouragedly: "Okay, I am indeed a fresh little gay.

But Fu Juehan is not straight either!He was the one who seduced me first. You can’t just because he’s cooler, more handsome, has harder muscles, and he’s bigger...well, well, he really doesn’t look like a crook.

Because he is not gay, he only likes me!

Thinking of this, Meng Yi couldn't help snickering again, tried to press down the corner of his mouth but still confiscated the arc, and the barrage began to be filled with question marks again.

【What are you kidding about?Are you happy to scold you? 】

[Brothers, should we tell him that it's cool, damn it, Babe, don't be a jerk, stop scolding, stop scolding, don't make him happy]

Meng Yi glanced at the screen and shrugged indifferently, "All right, believe it or not, anyway, my brother and I are the best in the world."

[Still in business?Eat me an old punch! 】

[Beibei, although your face has a score of 99, your IQ is estimated to be enough to pass. I have never seen such a clumsy way of selling corruption. Otherwise, you can learn from those anchors who secretly poke and sell corruption (*) 】

[Brothers upload a few well-selling anchor ids, let him open his eyes, I can't see him being so clumsy and yet so confident. 】

For the first time in his live broadcast room, Meng Yi was choked up and couldn't speak, "No, no, you don't believe the real ones, but go fake ones instead?"

He sincerely lamented that his group of fans really have no eyesight at all, and they can't eat the food that is brought to their mouths, and they can't move it.

"Okay, let's get over this topic. The audio has just been tuned. Let me listen to a clip for you. It's a mix of the waves of the Baltic Sea and the sound of horseshoes in Litang Snowfield."

From the day he broke up with Fu Juehan, he took a long vacation with his friends in the live broadcast room, and did not resume the live broadcast until a few days ago.

It's not because I was trapped by love, but my body really couldn't hold it during that time.

Stomach hemorrhage, deficiency, wisdom tooth inflammation, all serious and minor illnesses swarmed him, and they only picked him when his spirit was weakest, and even good people couldn't stand it.

He lost more than ten catties in two months, Fu Juehan hugged him and said that he was panicking. He was the shortest one in the family. Fu Juehan and Qi Han were both over 1.9 meters tall, and Fu Ge was 20 to [-] meters. He was the only one. Even at the age of [-], he still remained at [-], and when he lost weight, he became even smaller.

When Qi Han saw him recently, his face was full of disgust: "Why are you such a big fart, don't you usually eat? Ah Jue and you are like carrying a little son."

Fu Juehan choked at him with a stern face at the time: "What does it have to do with you? It's not about dating you. Twenty can still grow."

As soon as Meng thought about his height, he also worried. Can you really grow twenty? Two centimeters longer is good. Otherwise, if my boyfriend is more than ten centimeters taller than me, everyone will know that I am the one below. Isn't the name just for nothing?

Just thinking about it, Fu Juehan suddenly walked over from behind and patted him, "What are you thinking?"

Meng Yi shivered in fright, and blurted out: "I'm thinking about how to be 1."

Fu Juehan: "..."

The hand holding the lychee trembled slightly.

He was standing right behind Meng Yi, the water friend's blind spot, and he could only see the edge of a bowl from the camera.

In addition, Meng turned off his microphone, leaving only the audio that was playing, so now no one knows that the straight male brother of the anchor has come in again.

Realizing what he just said, Meng Yi cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Brother, are you okay?"

Fu Juehan: "Your lychees are gone."

Meng Yi: "..."

He put his face out of the camera, relying on no one to see the curly head rubbing against Fu Juehan's arm, looking at him eagerly: "Aren't you going to give me any? You just peeled it for me."

Fu Juehan pinched his lips, and rubbed his slightly rough fingertips over the tip of his tongue, which still had the sweetness of lychee, "I think you should eat something else."

Meng Yi: "..."

Hastily hastily!

what else what else!I'm live streaming, brother!

He gulped down his saliva for nothing, his honest dog eyes couldn't help turning to Fu Juehan's crotch, and what he said scalded his mouth.

"Why don't I stop broadcasting?"

"Well, it won't be broadcast anymore! Let's wait until night!" Meng Yiyitong asked himself and answered, and he was about to pack up his things, but he suddenly lost his face when he thought of something, "But there is no time at night..."

Fu Juehan asked knowingly, "Why don't you have time at night?"

Meng Yi's cheeks became hot, "Don't you want... that and that?"

Fu Juehan: "Which one?"

Meng Yi frowned, why does this need a hint?

He glanced at the space between Fu Juehan's legs, and mouthed "Wow", "This, this!"

And the latter pinched the back of his neck and moved close to his eyes, touching the tip of his nose, "Baby, what are you thinking, I'm talking about taking medicine."

Meng Yi: "..."

Meng Yi: "You can eat it yourself!"

Running horses in his head in the blue sky and daylight, he was not very embarrassed at first, but he let Fu Juehan put on a show again, so embarrassed that he couldn't lift his face, he pushed the person away and honestly went to the live broadcast.

After teasing the children, Fu Juehan sat across from Meng, turned on the computer and started working.

During Qi Han's stay in the hospital, he was handling all the affairs of the chamber of commerce, and Li Yang was only in charge of saving face.

Just after reading the two proposals, the phone rang, and when I opened it, it was the little anchor on the opposite side who sent him a WeChat message behind his back.

Meng Yi: Brother, why don't you go to work together in your godfather's room?

Fu Juehan: I was kicked out. He said that if he knocked on the door again, he would break my leg.

Meng Yi: He is shameless!But brother, I can't concentrate on the live broadcast anymore when you are here, I just focus on watching you.

Fu Juehan: What's so good about me.

Meng Yi: You look good in everything (ˊˋ*)

Fu Juehan: You're acting obedient again, can you be honest for a while.

Meng Yi stared straight at this sentence, with a mournful face full of grievances.

He also wanted to be honest, but Fu Juehan was a big man who was standing across from him, and he was wearing a black turtleneck sweater. The muscles in his arms were bulging, his well-defined abdominal muscles were vaguely outlined, and he looked downcast while working. Powerful, easily grabbing Meng Yi's entire attention.

Looking up, I saw his hand holding the mouse, and I couldn't help but think of the ambiguous pain that fell on my butt in the morning.

Looking down, he saw his crossed legs again, and instantly dreamed back to the time at the seaside hotel. Fu Juehan held him in the air with both hands and did it abruptly for more than an hour.

Who can continue to broadcast this, Meng Yi suspected that he had fallen ill again.

Meng Yi: Brother, can you not only take medicine at night, the conscience of heaven and earth, it’s been almost three months, I... I’m almost becoming a monk... Please!

Meng Yi: The dog circles and chases its tail and bites.jpg

He has always been frank and bold. He is clearly taught by Fu Juehan from the point of innocence to the kiss, yet he can bluntly express his most secret desire.

Seeing those words, Fu Juehan's heart softened, as if brushing a tuft of feathers, looking up at Meng Yi's blinking dog eyes, he was helpless.

"Xiaobao, where is your computer's microphone?"

Meng Yi was stunned for two seconds, thinking that I had already turned off the microphone, but he was subconsciously obedient, and obediently pointed to him, "Here."

I saw Fu Juehan reached out to press the microphone, and closed his computer with the other hand. When Meng Yi was wondering what he was going to do, he suddenly got up and approached him, and said, "Are you stupid, do you think I don't want to?" ?”

In the next second, the lips and tongue were swallowed by the familiar breath.

Meng Yi: Hastily!I got kissed!

When the tyrannical force pressed on the back of the neck, Meng Yi didn't react at all.

Before he could recall what Fu Juehan said, his lips were crushed open by his fingertips, and the tip of the other party's tongue directly pressed against the jaws and rushed into the depths, the hot lips and tongue drove straight in uncontrollably. Wrap up and suck.

Fu Juehan had kissed him many times, but none of them were gentle.

The strength in his bones is causing trouble, and Meng Yi's obedience is helping him. Every time he plunders, he is like a jackal.

Sucking kisses, nibbling, and stirring ferociously, wishing to swallow the person directly, the two lips were so swollen that everyone knew what they had done, but Meng Yiwan just fell for him.

They played the song secretly in front of millions of people in the live broadcast room, and the audio was turbulent and horseshoes curled up, while the little anchor outside the screen was already gasping for breath after being kissed.

"Hmm! Bro...wait...wait, I'm a little hypoxic—"

Finally earning a breath for himself, Fu Juehan closed his eyes to adjust his breathing, his thumb still impatiently rubbed against his lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can't breathe again?"

Meng Yi couldn't help licking his fingertips, and said shamelessly: "Forgot, brother help me review."

Fu Juehan smiled, "I forgot to be so righteous, how many times have I taught you that I still can't remember."

Pressing the back of Meng Yi's neck with a big hand and exerting force in his direction, his lips moved inch by inch from the man's chin to the ear, biting the earlobe and said: "Open your mouth first."

Meng Yi hummed in a dazed state, and obediently parted his lips.

Fu Juehan lowered his eyes and exchanged sticky glances with him, and said word by word: "Stupid thing, if you can't learn it, just be obedient and hold it well."

There was a bang in his head, Meng Yi let out a sob, leaned over with wet eyes, and even took the initiative to wrap the tip of his tongue around, sucking in small mouthfuls.

Fu Juehan's panting became heavier and his scalp tingled. He was extremely pleased by his gentleness, and he let out a sigh from his deep and hoarse throat, and ordered: "Baby, turn off the live broadcast."

Meng Yi nodded in a daze, sat back on the chair and turned on the microphone, while Fu Juehan thoughtfully helped him block the camera.

He didn't know what he said at all, and he explained incoherently that the broadcast would start at night and then stop.

Anyway, it was just a warm-up for resuming the live broadcast, a chat session, not so formal.

Covering his mouth and turning off the power, Meng Yi muttered in a low voice: "Okay, I've fixed it——hmm!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Juehan directly grabbed his armpits with both hands, pulled him out from the opposite side, and pressed him into his arms.

With closer intimacy, his strength will only increase but not decrease.

Meng Yi was so kissed that he hummed and yelled like a puppy, he couldn't breathe at all, he patted Fu Juehan's shoulder twice before pushing him away, and after he recovered his breath, he took the initiative to move over and grind him There is no way at all.

It only took a few tenths of a second for the gun to go off, but it took Fu Juehan nearly 5 minutes to calm himself down.

"Xiao Bao, it's not enough."

He took his hand out of the man's clothes.

Meng Yi blinked away the moisture in his eyes, and the moment he understood what he said, the sky was about to collapse, "Why!"

"You still have injuries..." Fu Juehan also endured the hardship, and said helplessly, "See if there is anything on your body that I can attack."

Meng Yi immediately refused, "If there is no place to attack, then what you hit in the morning is a ghost!"

My ass is still red!

Fu Juehan laughed twice, "It didn't hurt at that point."

"But that's the only thing that's really useful! I don't care! I don't care!" Meng Yi circled his neck and yelled, "I don't feel any pain anymore, so hurry up and clean me up, brother..."

Fu Juehan smiled and hugged him carefully to prevent anyone from falling, "Okay, Dad told me not to let me share the bed with you for a month, for fear that the bone you injured when you exploded would not grow well."

Meng Yi was dumbfounded: "One month? Which father is so cruel..."

Fu Juehan: "Dad."

Meng Yi narrowed his eyes: "Then he was injured more seriously than me, did he make such a rule for himself?"

Fu Juehan thought for a while: "No, one month, he will go crazy."

"Target me if you dare! He's not my father anymore, he's Qi Paipi!" Meng Yi was furious, "Double standard ghost! Hegemonism! Give it to him, I don't recognize him anymore, let him find a monk as his son go!"

Fu Juehan's chest thumped with a smile, he pinched his nose and played: "You really don't recognize it?"

Meng Yi sent it twice but didn't get any more ruthless: "I admit it..."

"Hey!" His eyes suddenly lit up, "I have a solution!"

Five minutes later, Qi Han, who was lying on Fu Ge's lap and eating fruit, received a WeChat message from his youngest son——

Meng Yi: Daddy, poke

Qi Han: Tell me.

Meng Yi: [Photo]

Meng Yi: I have a lock here

Qi Han: Yes.

Meng Yi: I want to lock it on your door

Qi Han: Huh?

Meng Yi: Unless you let my brother sleep with me tonight (ˊˋ*)

Qi Han: Don't even think about it, take your lock and get out.

Meng Yi: Don’t even think about it, I’ve already locked it (ˊˋ*)

The author says:

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fu Juehan came to the door of the next ward after a fierce battle.

Qi Han: Which bastard is outside!

Fu Juehan: Big bastard.

Qi Han: Bastard, quickly open the door for me!

Fu Juehan: ... Really want to?

Qi Han: What are you going to do?

Fu Juehan: Call me Dad.