Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

At first He Shi wanted to hug me, but I was still very awkward.

It's not that I have ghosts in my heart, it's that they are too unrestrained, there are so many male contacts, and so many AB forced love, this is crossed out, this is the misleading of our "unofficial history".

But then I thought about it, I am a straight man, who am I afraid of, let me fight you, I will stand still.

After I figured it out, I calmed down a lot, took on the role of a doctor, and carefully understood He Shi's "illness", and then I realized that Qian Yuan's letter, whether it was comfort or other, should be to Kun Ze.

Regardless of whether I am moderate or not, species other than Kun Ze are not helpful to him at all.

I looked at He Shi who was sleeping soundly next to me, and I was a little annoyed, isn't this playing me, relying on my ignorance, he still rubbed me while eating and drinking?

That won't work, I kicked him on the calf, and he woke up immediately, staring at the front without knowing why.

"He Shi, let me ask you." I lifted the quilt on his side, "Are you lying to me?"

He glanced at me blankly at first, then moved his eyes away and touched the tip of his nose, and said calmly, "Why did Brother Meng say that?"

He was hesitating with a guilty conscience, he didn't answer directly, he was buying time.

"I've checked everything. It says on the Internet that Xinqi is looking for Kunze. I'm of no use to you." I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up, frowning, "Say, why did you lie to me? Did you take advantage of me? !"

I thought that if he had a good reason, I would forgive him, but when I finished asking, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He Shi: "So I wanted to ask about this."

Which is it otherwise?

He Shi: "Brother Meng, this thing is called a mobile phone, right? There are indeed records related to the trust period in this thing, but it is all your fiction and imagination after all. As for the facts, don't I know better?"

I was at a loss for words for a while, indeed, even history books cannot verify the real history, not to mention my unofficial history, the treasured portfolio of netizens, it is hasty.

Maybe seeing me lose, He Shi became more confident. He looked me straight in the eyes, "Why does Brother Meng think that I want to be frivolous to you? Aren't we friends?"

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice, I said in my heart that it is not because of you being gay, but if I say that, will it appear that I am too narcissistic, maybe I am too narcissistic, otherwise I would not be so narcissistic in the morning Question people.

Ah, now it's tantamount to filming a variety show splitting the crotch, I really want to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"Haha, I just woke up, my mind is not clear, don't take it to heart."

I laughed dryly, wanting to bring this matter to the fore, immediately grabbed the quilt and stuffed myself in, praying that He Shi would lose his memory on the spot, forgetting so much, it’s not bad.

People who are sensible should shut up at this time, but He Shi belongs to the kind of person who is particularly ignorant, and asked while tugging at my quilt, "Brother Meng thinks I like you?"

But fuck you, who told you to kiss and hug me, who told you that I am a mean, who told me to read so many bloody books to force love!

It's too suffocating and hot in the quilt. I don't like to take a sauna, so I stood up suddenly and shouted: "It's not for you, to understand your body structure, your brother, I will read at night and read a lot of books. The book belt strayed!"

"What book?" He Shi asked casually, and he still had time to help me cut my hair.

This is the end of the matter, don't blame me for breaking the pot, and don't blame me for torturing a 19-year-old innocent boy. I found out the most exciting ab text in my phone and let him know how powerful our country's great writer is.

He took it, turned a page, and then another page. His face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was even interested. I suspected that I had given the wrong text, so I leaned over to look at the content on the screen.

He found the table of contents freely, looked up and down and clicked "Hold the Grass", read carefully, his brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched, and those who didn't know thought they were reading the Four Books and Five Classics.

Three or five minutes later, he put down his phone, "It turns out Brother Meng likes this kind of thing."

"I, I don't like it, I said that I am studying, do you know about learning?"

He was noncommittal, handed the phone back to me, and commented, "The rest are exaggerated, but this page is in line with the facts."

"what?"

This book explores the mystery of the human body, does it really have merit?

I took it over and looked at it, and the page said: It’s not important to be in the right family, the second gender is not important, I like you the most important.It is quite in line with the facts, after all, it is the only section without meat.

But to be honest, when I read the article, I didn’t notice this paragraph at all. If you don’t read so many fresh and exciting texts, you just fell in love with this paragraph of hypocritical literature?

Damn, I look even more wretched, as if boars can't eat chaff.

I threw the phone aside, pretending to be calm, "You understand now, I was misled by this book."

He nodded and opened his arms, "Well, then let's fight each other."

In fact, I have worked hard alone for a long time, and it is good to have a hug when I return to my room after work, although I have not yet started work.

But what can I do, can I not hug? If I refuse, I will be a narcissist, and I can only follow his wishes. Fortunately, he was very restrained this time and let go within a few seconds.

After the matter was resolved, I relaxed, and then I had the courage to look at He Shi squarely. I don't know if this is right, but when I was startled, He Shi's face was slightly flushed, and when he met my eyes, his breathing suddenly became confused.

A man's intuition tells me that this is not a letter period, but another physiological phenomenon.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, I threw off the quilt on his lap, but he failed to stop him, and Optimus Prime reappeared in the world.

I want to explain to him, morning, young man, why did he pant heavily after looking at me!

"You still say you have no idea about me?"

"Misunderstanding." He had a generous face, "I'm just like Brother Meng, influenced by Brother Meng's favorite book."

What is this called, using the other's way, and giving it to the other body?

Good boy, there is no place to fight here, you have used the art of war on me, right? My face became hot for no reason, and I turned my head and pointed to the bathroom, "Go in and turn your Optimus Prime back into the car form!"

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