Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

Three or ten minutes later, the needle on the side of my neck finally came back to Lao Meng. He and Ms. Liang smiled and left me a "two-person world", repeatedly emphasizing that they understand and don't be shy.

For the first time in my life, I feel that it is not a lucky thing for my parents to be too enlightened, or too open.

When other people's parents see that their son is not in love, they will definitely go on a blind date, urge marriage and have a grandson. My parents are good, seeing that their son is not in love, they have begun to automatically understand the love between men and women.

They understand, I don't understand, I'm straight!

Thanks to the 24-degree air conditioner, I didn't feel stuffy under the red quilt, but my face was red, and so was He Shi's.

Of course, it's not because of any deep feelings in my heart, just because my bedroom is all red except for the walls.

How red is it?It is not an exaggeration to say that Avatar probably judged us as enemies immediately after seeing us, Avatar.

If it is also popular in their place that red and blue CPs have been produced since ancient times, the two of us will be Avatar dishes.

I looked up at He Shi, but didn't raise my head, showing a state of rolling my eyes.

Not because of how uncomfortable it is, but because after full experience, paralysis of the neck and paralysis below the neck are an effect.

Me: "Aren't you usually good at talking, one set of one set, why didn't you explain something just now?"

He was sitting by the bed, I couldn't see his expression clearly from this angle, but his tone sounded in a good mood, "Don't interrupt the words of the elders."

This time I really rolled my eyes, insisted on my initial judgment on him, and said, "My mother said she saw you smile, but you still laugh? Tch, scheming man."

I meant to make fun of it, but he seemed to take it seriously and ignored me.With this demeanor, like a little princess, but also a general, don't lose your temper and quit.

Before we had time to say anything to relieve the atmosphere, our general raised his buttocks suddenly, turned around and sat down heavily, with his back completely turned to me.

I thought it was funny, "Don't make my bed collapse again, you don't want to hurt me again."

He still ignored me.

The back in front of him is straight, just like the day we first met, but at that time I mistook him and thought he was the Bingshan male god, now I look at him, he is just a kid playing with his temper.

But it's still cute, I coaxed him, "I haven't seen you smile yet, you must look good when you smile."

This time the hair moved.

He slowly got up and squatted down, at eye level with me, took my hand out from under the quilt and grabbed it, rubbing his thumb lightly, whether it was intentional or not.

The frozen atmosphere just now has eased a lot, but I would rather not have it, because in the environment of Da Hong, casual contact would be fucking ambiguous, just like a wedding night in a bridal chamber.

It happened that the one who grabbed my hand was a "little princess". If I took my hand out now, he would definitely make a fuss.

Out of sight, I simply closed my eyes and retracted the lower half of my face into the quilt, feeling that the 24-degree air conditioner was not very cool.

The moment I got under the covers, my forehead jumped suddenly, and a large amount of red flashed in my mind, just like today's bedroom.

I couldn't help distinguishing that piece of red. It was a team in red clothes. They held greeting cards and canopy umbrellas, and I seemed to be watching from a high place.

Inexplicably, I feel very sad, but this is a day of rejoicing, no matter who is rejoicing, shouldn't it be a happy thing?

And why did it appear in my mind? If the last time the Touhu in the downtown area was filming, what is it now?

The picture in my mind is still going on, the skin in contact with He Shi is as hot as fire, I can feel my heart beating faster, but my eyelids are gluing together heavily.

"Son! Mom cut the fruit!"

If the proprietress of the home cooking restaurant deserves to be called Wang Xifeng of Nancheng, then Ms. Meng can be said to be worthy of being called Wang Xifeng of Haicheng with her just now.

Like mothers all over the country, she is unwilling to knock on the door of her child's bedroom. If I'm not mistaken, she made a loud noise just now, probably because she was afraid of what He Shi and I were doing in the room.

Even if I'm really gay and my neck is twisted, what else can I do, Ms. Meng really thinks highly of me.

But I also have to thank her, I woke up, she had already walked to the head of the bed, and stretched the quilt covering my face down, "You cover your maggots, look at the sweat on your forehead."

Her voice seemed to come from far away, and I blinked again, exaggeratedly speaking, it was a bit like the afterlife.

"Ouch!"

She suddenly sighed loudly, and put her four right hands together in front of her mouth.I was a little confused, so I rolled my eyes with difficulty, and followed her eyes to find something worth admiring.

Well, it turned out that He Shi was still holding my hand.

For a while, I really didn't know what to do to react better, or if I didn't get angry, my mother came in and he let go. This ancient person is really different from what I thought, not reserved at all, just think so Be my mother's son-in-law?

It's good now, it can't be cleaned at all.

The atmosphere was awkward and weird, as if the cpf, who had been kept in the dark, met the real straight man who was selling corruption.

Fortunately, Lao Meng has always existed as a savior, from childhood to adulthood, before my grandfather and my mother's scud fell on me.

Including now, he walked in smiling with his hands behind his back.

It may be that He Shi felt embarrassed seeing the two elders standing, and finally let go of me and stood up, nodding towards my dad.

But my dad didn't seem to come to see me. He looked around, and the end of his sight was fixed on my suitcase. I put the hanging painting in the box and leaned on the pull rod.

I have an inexplicable feeling of bad premonition.

Sure enough, Lao Meng picked up the box containing the scroll.

When grandpa left, our family was very sad. No one was interested in looking at the paintings, and Lao Meng had never seen them.

"What treasure did your grandfather leave for you?" He was about to open the box as he said that.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't!" I stretched my neck and widened my eyes.

Now that painting is just a blank sheet of paper, I can't explain it when he opened it, saying that there was a person in the painting, but one day it suddenly became solid, and now it's standing in front of you?

Forget it, if it didn't happen to me, I wouldn't even believe it myself.

"Dad, there's nothing to look at, He Shi, go and get it for me, hurry up..."

"Xiao He, don't come here." My dad smiled. I never thought his smile was so unkind, "Don't be stingy, I know you are kissing your grandfather, and I won't snatch it from you."

If I can move freely now, I will definitely fly up from the bed and stop him immediately, even if he treats me as a stingy and unfilial son, but I can't.

What should I do, tell him that what my grandfather left me is the picture "Chicken Eating Rice", it is quite in line with my grandfather's character.

My dad is also quite in line with my grandfather's personality, he doesn't want to do anything, and a crisp sound of paper unfolding pierced my ears, and I squinted half my eyes to see it.

Ok?

When did that roll of blank paper turn into a picture of plum blossom branches?