shining you

This film is poisonous.

Shen Chen has been in a trance for the past few days, and he doesn't even dare to post it easily. His thoughts always go off track, and he also has the evil wings of imagination. Are gay movies so endless?But speaking of it, that school is really a bit like my own high school, the abandoned gymnasium does not have my own school, and in that kind of dilapidated place, it is not much different from Mutiansidi.

Also, the protagonist is really not handsome.

The boss is so handsome.

The faces of the two leading actors really need to be replaced.

Replaced by the boss... and his words...

The boss held him in his arms, resting his forehead on his head...

Well, the air seems to be the smell of two young hormonal bodies colliding and rubbing together, mixed with the smell of dust, Shen Chen feels that he can't even breathe, and can only feel the sweat flowing down his hair in a trance.

Mu Fuyang's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, as if he was addicted to it, and he called him gently: "Chenchen... Chenchen..."

He was pinched by those big hands, and he couldn't run even if he wanted to, as if he was on a boat bumped in a storm, his face was wet, it's hard to say what kind of liquid was on his face, he bit his lip and kept silent.

In love, Mu Fuyang pressed close to his ear, with a deep and magnetic voice: "Chenchen, I want to hear your voice."

"..."

"Let me hear it."

"..." He couldn't stand it.

In the end, the skin of my mouth was almost bitten off, I couldn't bear it anymore, I held back my shame and opened my mouth...

It's over, it's unbearable, it's louder than a small movie!

"Shen Chen."

"..." Please don't call him, even if he is a famous name, he can no longer...

"Shen Chen?"

"..."

"Is Shen Chen here?"

Fatty Wang gave him a hard elbow to wake him up, hurriedly stood up: "Oh, oh... Teacher, I am here."

The male teacher of the music theory class is over fifty years old, one of the four famous arresters of the Art Academy, stared at him and looked at him, sneered and said: "Student Shen Chen is now a hot star, do you think it's reasonable to run around in class?" Should I? You need me to ask you three times and four times, otherwise you won't be able to highlight your artistic style."

Shen Chen blushed with shame: "Teacher, I'm sorry."

The male teacher, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth on the podium: "Before class, I heard other teachers praise you, saying that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times."

"..."

"I read it today, and it's true that seeing a hundred things is worth seeing."

There were people laughing at the bottom, Shen Chen lowered his head, not daring to answer any more words.

After class, the fat man put his shoulders on his shoulders: "What did you do?"

Shen Chen shook his head.

He didn't know that his thoughts had never been so unfocused. During class, the teacher's mouth was moving on the podium, but none of the words reached his ears.

The fat man joked casually: "The dark circles under your eyes and your poor spirit, are you lovesick?"

!

Shen Chen was shocked and died. Did he really fall in love with his boss?As soon as this thought came out, the hairs on the back immediately stood up sharply: "I am lovesick, I have to hurt the person of lovesickness."

The fat man smiled again: "Whoever flashed in your mind just now, you will hurt him."

Shen Chen: "..."

Fatty: "Wouldn't it be your captain selling trinkets to girls?"

Shen Chen was already powerless to rescue their already firm cognition, but still wanted to struggle: "......he is the spokesperson..."

The fat man ignored him, and continued to talk to himself: "Is this person really so attractive? It's not enough to harm women, but he also has to harm men."

Shen Chen felt a sense of despair.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

He and the boss didn't kiss, the relationship was still pure.

Well, please ignore the thought of trying to touch him with your lips.

Besides, there are many ways for men to express friendliness, and there is really no need to make a fuss and go online.Far away, French people kiss on the face when they meet, and close, boys from the science and engineering school next door still get along and help each other.The small things he and Mu Fuyang attempted may not be enough to kiss the face. Mu Fuyang has practiced in South Korea and stayed in the United States, but he has become a little westernized and wants to kiss himself with his lips. Greetings, I am a college student in the new era steeped in the advanced cultures of various countries, and I really want to respond to this greeting with my lips. Is there any problem with this?

This is no problem.

At most... At most, the logic is a bit flamboyant.

……

He suffered from insomnia for several days, and wanted to hide when he saw Mu Fuyang.

Mu Fuyang recently went to the company every three days to make a movie. He really regretted that he didn't take more courses at the end of last semester. Now he can only pretend that there are many classes, and he leaves early and returns late every day.

That night, he was about to go to the library to spend some time, when Mu Fuyang called.

He said succinctly: "Today's matters are settled."

Shen Chen heard his voice coming from the phone very clearly, and his damn charm was not diminished at all: "...Congratulations."

"Why is there joy?"

"..."

Mu Fuyang said again: "Come back for dinner tonight, I'll treat you."

"What to eat?"

"you choose."

Shen Chen thought about it vaguely. On the one hand, he felt that he should really eat some food that was cooked in a healthy way. On the other hand, he felt that this was a celebration for him, and he should choose something he likes.

"Since you said it was a happy event..." Mu Fuyang said lightly, "Then I should invite you to the restaurant."

"..."

"You pick a restaurant."

Shen Chen's mind twitched, and he instinctively imagined the two of them in suits and leather shoes, going to have a luxurious Western-style candlelight dinner, in an elegant order

Using knives and forks, the atmosphere reached the point of clinking glasses of red wine, accompanied by a violin player.

Mu Fuyang seemed to wait patiently for a while, before speaking: "Have you thought about it?"

Shen Chen woke up suddenly, and was immediately disgusted by what he had imagined just now. Why did he and Mu Fuyang appear in such a place? Would any of them take out a diamond ring to propose to each other?In addition, Mu Fuyang doesn't know how to wear a suit in his life, and he...he doesn't even have his own suit.

Well, fantasies are really just fantasies, without considering the premise that it is difficult for me to even look at Mu Fuyang directly.

He was brewing, and felt that instead of going outside, he was still at home.

If the atmosphere is not right, at least I can leave the table at any time to relieve the embarrassment. If I go outside, I can't leave even if I want to.

"Let's stay at home."

"why?"

"After a day of class, I feel a little tired."

"What's that called?"

Shen Chen was walking on the campus in a daze, Fatty Wang heard with sharp ears, saying foreign food, foreign food, kill him!

"...Foreign food? What foreign food?" Shen Chen thought of the boss's movie that entered Japan, and blurted out: "Sushi."

"Oh, good. I'll call you a deluxe one."

"...Ah! No luxury, no luxury!" In fact, he didn't really want to eat anything.

It's a pity that Mu Fuyang snorted back with a sneer, and hung up the phone directly.

"........."

He recalled the cold snort, his scalp tingling.

The boss disliked him for not being upright, but in fact he really didn't have anything he wanted to eat.

He is now... To put it shamelessly, he is probably in the situation of being haggard because of Yixiao.

When Shen Chen returned to the dormitory, Mu Fuyang was sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Shen Chen approached, and there was a huge round red lacquered wooden box on the table, surrounded by black, with complicated patterns on it.

Generally, food stores deliver in plastic boxes, which obviously come from very expensive stores.

Mu Fuyang was playing with his mobile phone. When he saw him, he put away his mobile phone: "Are you back?"

Ever since Mu Fuyang said that he would read his fanfiction last time, now that I see him reading the webpage with his mobile phone, I can’t help but feel my scalp tingle, and I can’t help but stutter a little:

"Ah, ah, back."

Mu Fuyang glanced at him, didn't speak, but opened the box, and it was packed full, Shen Chen looked at it, there were at least forty pieces, red, yellow, white and purple, surrounded by a circle of perilla, very Exquisite, even slightly immortal.

His stomach turned against him immediately, and he swallowed: "It looks so fresh."

"Go and wash your hands, and then come over to eat."

"it is good."

Forgive him for his limited vision, but such a good dish is home-made. When eating, he is so driven by curiosity that he always sneaks a peek at which store it is, but there is no logo on the box. He wants to be Conan. There is no way to start.

Just thinking about it, the chopsticks went straight to pick up a piece of sushi, but it was hard. It turned out that it was the boss's chopsticks.

Shen Chen: "..."

Mu Fuyang: "..."

He found that Mu Fuyang didn't eat much, so he quickly withdrew his hands: "Boss, this one is for you."

"No, you can eat."

"Hehe, no need, there are so many more."

In the end, it was Mu Fuyang who came over and grabbed his chopsticks with force.

The two bunches of chopsticks touched each other, and each other's saliva might stick together.

Saliva stick together?

Shen Chen immediately thought of that failed kiss that day and Mu Fuyang's rosy lips.

"…………"

He really wanted to beat himself to death.

strangeness.My boss is a popular idol in the world, and he is clearly not half-like in appearance and temperament with that little-known, uh, well, perhaps well-known little movie actor in the gay and rotten girl circles. Is it an unreasonable association with them?

All kinds of circumstances showed that he was sick now, and the disease was not serious.

Mu Fuyang poked his chopsticks again, and smiled lightly: "What do you think it looks like?"

"…………"

If it was the usual way, Shen Chen could still tease him, but how could he open his mouth now?

Mu Fuyang's teasing didn't get any response, he was silent for a moment, and started to eat again silently.

The atmosphere at the dinner table began to be inexplicably awkward. During this period, Shen Chen felt that Mu Fuyang was still trying to talk to him to restore the atmosphere, but Shen Chen really couldn't raise his head to meet his gaze. After eating for a while, Mu Fuyang put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

Ok?

How much does he eat?

Shen Chen looked at his spaghetti bolognese clearly only moved a few forks, and looked at him guiltyly: "Are you full?"

"Well, this pasta is not delicious, next time I won't buy this one."

"..."

"Eat slowly." After speaking, he left the table first and went upstairs.