Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

When we got home, Ms. Liang and Lao Meng had already gone to bed, and we also had dinner in the program group. He Shi and I went back to the bedroom as usual.

Back then, I was still a straight man. I was speechless when I looked at the "marriage room"; I accepted it calmly when I looked at the double bed; I laughed it off.

But today is not the same as before. I, Meng Jianjun, a 24K purebred straight man who thinks that a real straight man is not afraid of being gay, is bent, bent at the age of 28 when I am about to stand.

Now, looking at the "marriage room", I directly brainstorm the bridal chamber; looking at the double bed, I directly brainstorm on the bed; Praise Ms. Liang for her foresight.

Sometimes enlightenment is instantaneous.

The gentle and lovely Hei Changzhi that he had fantasized about in his dreams had disappeared, and now his mind was filled with the savage princess Hei Changzhi, and his orientation had also changed from a little sister to a little brother.

Forget it, I can barely count as a quarter of a straight man now, after all, there are black and straight in my orientation.

No, why am I entangled with this thirty-five cents? Straight man is not an honorary title. Why should I use it to flaunt myself? Is being gay shameful?not shameful.

Even if I become a male address book, then I will still be a clean-cut male address book, and I must strictly abide by male virtues, no appointments, no promiscuous sex, no cheating on girls, only sex with boys.

That's right, my task now is to break the straight black boy in front of me!It seems that there is no need to break it, he is already half-bent and not straight.

If chasing girls is a shortcoming that I have never set foot on, then chasing boys, I should have a certain hidden talent that has not yet been awakened. I am a man, and of course I know what men like, and I have also experienced what kind of behavior can make people have illusions.

First of all, I need to determine whether there are any hard conditions that I do not meet.

"Ahem, what's the matter?" I pressed my right fist against my lower lip, and pushed my non-existent glasses, "The weather is nice today, so do you think... the age difference is important?"

He blinked his big eyes twice, raised half of his eyebrows to look at me, this is probably the richest expression he has ever seen, and of course, this "history" began to be recorded when he came to me.

He sat side by side with me by the bed and said, "It doesn't matter how old you are when you make friends."

Me: "Is there a possibility, I'm not talking about making friends?"

He stared at those big innocent eyes and blinked again, like that ignorant girl, really, ignorant, girl.

He's usually very clever, his fallacious logic is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another, why can't he react at this time, won't he think about it a little bit?One step deeper than making friends, like…

Me: "What about getting married?"

Damn, what am I talking about, I can't marry him, not because I don't want to be responsible, but because I'm not a woman, and there is no option for two men to marry in our country.

Then why am I so anxious when I mention marriage? Why do I put so much pressure on him when he is only nineteen, and he has a history of escaping marriage? What should I do if I scare him away?

Tsk, it doesn't seem like he will, I'm being sideways, and he doesn't know that I'm going to marry him.

Me: "If you choose a marriage partner, do you think the age gap is important?"

He answered irrelevantly: "Brother Meng, do you have anyone you want to marry?"

Me: "Ah, that's okay." It's you, the child chosen by God.

He was silent, he should be thinking, he must be thinking, otherwise my pursuit will die.He turned his face around, his brows became flowers, "It's important, you can't marry someone with a big age gap!"

Why is he suddenly excited? Although I am older than him, I am also 28 years old, okay? As for why I dislike people who are older than him so much.

How do I remember that he said that age is not important, when he misunderstood that I like Lin Feifei.

He was breathing a little fast, as if he couldn't convince me, he pretended to be Lin Daiyu again, "Brother Meng, you can't marry someone else."

Ah, I can't marry someone who is many years younger. Is that what he means? Is he so firm? What should I do? He seems to have rejected me in terms of rigid conditions.

No, I have to cheer up, the real age cannot be changed, I can maintain the appearance of the age, and give him the illusion that we are the same age.

I took out my treasured facial mask from the drawer of the dresser, "From now on, let's try to go to bed early and get up early, I will put on a facial mask, and you can wash and rest by yourself."

He went into the bathroom with me to wash up, and he was sleepy the whole time. It seemed that I was too anxious, which made him aware of it, step by step...

I came out first, put on the mask and lay on the bed with my eyes closed to rest my mind. After a while, he also came out, and I felt the mattress beside me sag together, and then sag again.

"Don't come here and hug me, my mask is quite expensive." I reminded him, and the next second I felt something smashed back hard.

He and I developed purely in flashback, kissed and hugged, shared the same bed and extended from trust to normal. When there is no complicated relationship, intimacy is good as brothers, there is nothing to criticize.

But now, wouldn't it be good for us to sleep together? He can't even accept such a small problem as the age gap. Not reserved, not manly?

I can no longer be out on other conditions...

Me: "He Shi, in fact, we still have two guest rooms in our house. You see, your credit period has passed, why don't you choose one?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Why doesn't he speak?Fell asleep?

There is one thing to say, the mask I am applying now is really expensive, for me.I want to sit up and see him, will it have any effect on the efficacy of the mask, such as sagging skin and wrinkles.

I was weighing the value of love and the mask in my heart, and there was a sob over there, as if I was about to cry.

Who the hell cares about the broken mask, not to mention anything else, the beauty of the princess crying is worth more than the mask. I propped up half of my body, opened my eyes, and He Shi was lying on the bed with his back facing me. in the quilt.

"What's the matter, this is, suddenly..."

"It's nothing." He was bored in the quilt, the quilt is only thick in summer, and the suppressed sobs in his voice couldn't be hidden, "Put on your mask."

"This... you want to put on a mask? Then you said, I'll give it to you and it's over." Really, you, Brother Meng, are very picky, but when did you treat you badly?

"no."

I just moved my butt and he didn't want to apply it anymore. The man felt a needle in the bottom of his heart, and I asked him, "Then...do you want a set of water milk essence?"

The quilt covered by him became more undulating, like a balloon that was about to burst. I was afraid of casualties, so I unconsciously hid back. Facts have proved that my sixth sense is not bad. Jumping up, it belongs to Lin Daiyu X Xia Ziwei X Xi Shi's super strong joint model.

My heart twitched, and my voice subconsciously softened, "What's the matter?"

He pursed his lower lip, "Can you stop recording "Trace"?"

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What is this all about?I was at a loss and didn't understand his brain circuit at all. Is there any relationship between "Looking for the Trail" and the essence cream?

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Meng: I want to marry you, do you mind the age gap?

He: He asked about the age gap, he wants to marry Feifei!

Meng: I'm chasing you.

He: No hugs, no sleep, you are like that big scumbag who is about to break up and start cold violence ahead of time.