He is from a fighting nation

The man Zhou Xiangwan, together with his devilish chest muscles, was so damn sweet, it aroused Wu Liang's strong desire to win.Wu Liang's eyes widened, and he stared at Zhou Xiangwan's pectoral muscles carefully. His black and white eyes did not blink, and the eyeballs moved left and right with the swing of Zhou Xiangwan's pectoral muscles. Scratching cow cat.

However, some people are not born with music skills. Not only does Wu Liang have no music skills, but he also has a wild way of life. He listens to all kinds of songs, hums the tune, and thinks eccentrically: "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau? Where is spring? Oh! Love is a business !"

Zhou Xiangwan: "Wrong!!! Next song!"

Wu Liang: "The miracle has reappeared."

Zhou Xiangwan: "Wrong."

"The magic of love goes round and round!"

Zhou Xiangwan's face was full of question marks, and he said: "Can you fucking have a taste of a domineering CEO??? What have you been listening to all day? Why are other CEOs listening to Tchaikovsky? ,Are you listening to the magic of love going round and round?! Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and Spring are separated by eight Vitas and as far away as Qianmeng!!!" (Note 1)

Although Zhou Xiangwan is a man of heaven and earth, he has always done it very well. He knows that Wu Liang's music is not good enough, and he just wants to play for fun. Whenever Wu Liang says a reliable song title, he can put it down. Let Wu Liang sleep with him smoothly.

but!This has to turn the water into Huangguoshu Waterfall to let him pass!

He can't stand it! !

How could Wu Liang's taste be so earthy!So straight! ! !

When Wu Liang was playing games, one good thing was that he looked like a deaf man when he was serious, and he didn't care about Zhou Xiangwan's roar at all. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world of music, hummed a few more words, and suddenly opened his eyes , said: "Young man! Isn't it!" (Note 2)

Before Zhou Xiangwan could react, he roared, "What boy? Me? A boy? I should be a youth!"

Wu Liang: "...that's the violin piece you played!"

Zhou Xiangwan finally remembered, although Wu Liang still guessed wrong, but at least he said a reliable song title, snorted arrogantly, rolled Wu Liang on the sofa in his arms, and pressed Wu Liang on the sofa. Down below, a few strands of hair hung on Wu Liang's neck, and he said reservedly: "I finally heard it. You are mad at me!"

Wu Liang was very happy. He twirled Zhou Xiangwan's damp hair and coaxed, "I was wrong. I'll blow it for you. Okay?"

Zhou Xiangwan, as a fighter among girls, of course fantasized about the romance of her boyfriend blowing his hair. The girl's heart burst. After all, on TV, the two of them can do indescribable things after blowing their hair!

With the idea that he must eat up Wu Liang today, Zhou Xiangwan's eyes gleamed with delight, his face was still like a princess, he calmly nodded in agreement, and jumped to the bedroom like a savage with cheerful steps.

Zhou Xiangwan was wearing an extremely loose bathrobe, thick gay purple, which forced him to look extravagant, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed facing Wu Liang, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, looking obedient .Naturally, Wu Liang was the gray striped pajamas of a straight male father who had remained unchanged for thousands of years. He stood in front of Zhou Xiangwan dignifiedly holding a hair dryer, and began to snore Zhou Xiangwan's hair in the roaring hot wind.

Wu Liang is used to it. Although his movements are gentle, he is still far away from a professional Tony teacher. He slapped his forehead from the back, making a mess and blowing it off.In Wu Liang's world of straight men, there is only one hand, and the hair is shaved like mud, but there is no concept of hairstyle, blowing hair is blowing hair, as long as it is dry.

Zhou Xiangwan put his arms around Wu Liang's waist, raised his eyes to look at him, his hair was messed up by Wu Liang's goofs, looked up into his blue eyes, and said, "Be gentle, blowing your hair can only fall seven times at most. root."

Wu Liang was startled.Zhou Xiangwan hugged Wu Liang's waist, looking up at him with squinted eyes, making him look like an ignorant child, dependent and innocent.Wu Liang sometimes feels that his psychology is particularly distorted. He is too inferior, and Zhou Xiangwan lives like a rainbow, high and high, just like his unattainable dream. He is always afraid that he is not good enough for Zhou Xiangwan. Afraid of being abandoned, I hope Zhou Xiangwan can rely on him more, and it would be great if he can eat his soft food.

After Wu Liang realized what he was thinking, the code of ethics was forced online immediately, and he instinctively suppressed this idea, thinking that this idea was like a middle-aged wimp who tried his best to control his beautiful wife, it was really wretched and perverted, he With a lot of thoughts in his heart, his hands became even more indifferent. Zhou Xiangwan hissed and hid back. Wu Liang looked down and saw that he had already slapped a handful of white gold without knowing it. The hair was pulled into a small ball, obviously far beyond the dead line of only 7 hairs.

The rumble of the hair dryer stopped abruptly, and the air fell into a deathly silence. Zhou Xiangwan and Wu Liang stared at the lock of hair, and both gasped.

Zhou Xiangwan was feeling distressed, and Wu Liang was feeling like he was going to be cold.

Zhou Xiangwan cherishes the hair on his head so much that he counts how many hairs he loses every day. If Wu Liang wasn't his boyfriend, he would be so angry that he would kick him away, but it's hard for him to care about what he cares about. Getting really angry, staring at Wu Liang for a long time, the tears came out immediately, lifted Wu Liang's clothes, and poked his head inside, rubbing back and forth, with a muffled voice, like coquettishness or complaint , "You big pig's hoof. I won't blow it to you anymore, I'll be bald by you!"

Wu Liang said at a loss: "But you look good without hair, really."

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Then do you think my grandfather is good-looking?"

Objectively speaking, Wu Liang felt that Belev was not bad. After all, Zhou Xiangwan's genes did not come randomly, but because of the weird and funny entanglement between him and Belev, he immediately realized that this was another one. Sending the proposition, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the desire to survive reached the peak, and uttered a straight man's greasy speech: "I like you, weak water three thousand, I just think that no matter how beautiful you are, it's just a powder, it doesn't matter whether you are beautiful or ugly, because you can't enter me eyes."

Zhou Xiangwan barely judged by his Chinese proficiency that Wu Liang was praising him, and it was a good compliment with a lot of crackling words. Suddenly, his heart was full of joy, and a fluffy head spun 360 degrees on Wu Liang's stomach. Acting coquettishly, like a fluffy electric drill.

Wu Liang's stomach was itchy from being rubbed by Zhou Xiangwan, and he couldn't help arching his back slightly, "Stop rubbing, you go out."

Zhou Xiangwan held Wu Liang's waist, pressed on the 48-meter bed, kissed him along his collarbone, and murmured, "Hmph, I'm not going out, I'm going in. I'll lick first."

Zhou Xiangwan licked it for a while, but didn't hear Wu Liang's movement, and suddenly jumped up and bit his earlobe, and asked cautiously: "Before... um... just those lovers of mine who said I was good at technology, did they lie? Mine? Why didn't you respond?"

Wu Liang froze, bad memories flashed back in his mind like a movie scene fast-forwarding, and countless words sounded in his ears like a majestic avalanche.

He remembered Du Feng's cold and disgusted eyes: "Wu Liang, you can't use front and back, you are a useless person, men and women will not want you. If I were you, I would have gone to the hospital to pretend to be a coward and serve men well! "

"No one will love you but me. You don't deserve to be loved. Understand?"

"If you can't even keep me, you might as well die."

"High-functioning antisocial personality, weak empathy, obsessive-compulsive disorder... long-term treatment is recommended..."

He remembered that when he was a child, he picked up a fallen child, but was kicked into the ditch by his father, "Murderer, he is crazy! You remember his face, and don't approach him in the future!" At that time, Something went wrong with his stomach.

"You're ungrateful, no wonder you're called Wu Liang, you're just a heartless white-eyed wolf!"

In the end, deep in the memory, there is a man's blurred face: "Uncle will love you very much... If you say it, it's just a child's nonsense, who will believe you?"

……

It has passed.Du Feng was just using PUA tricks to control him, what he said was not true.

It's in the past.He chose to major in law and has been insisting on taking medicine. He will not become a murderer. He obediently abides by the core values ​​of socialism, and he is working very hard to restrain the demons in his heart.He can't live like those people say, he has to live a bright and upright life.

Zhou Xiangwan said, you are his priceless treasure.

Wu Liang pinched himself, took a deep breath, tried to relax his limbs, and lay down symmetrically, "Maybe I'm a little tired... Leave me alone, it's okay... Come in..."

Although Zhou Xiangwan donated a building to the school before graduating as a scumbag, but at least he has learned some real things in psychology for many years, and he has long noticed that Wu Liang is really afraid. The subconscious resistance is not to resist his closeness , but against his own memory.

Zhou Xiangwan is just like Haha. He is irritable and demolishes the house every day, blows up the sky and the earth, offends people everywhere with a sharp edge, but is extremely gentle and soft-hearted to those he cares about. He opened his mouth, wanted to ask a hundred and one times, but endured Stop, he doesn't want to force him, he can wait, anyway, he has a lifetime to accompany him.

He was lying on Wu Liang's back sticky, Zhou Xiangwan's chin knocked on Wu Liang's shoulder, "I'm sleepy too, let's sleep together, you sleep on my body." After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, suddenly As if remembering something, "I'll go to the toilet and come back to sleep. Wait for me!"

Wu Liang also immediately said: "I'll go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water."

Zhou Xiangwan emphasized: "You drink milk. I think you can grow longer."

Wu Liang nodded.

Zhou Xiangwan went straight to the toilet, swallowed a handful of medicine deftly, rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the hallucination, and thought: "We must get well soon, Wu Liang's boyfriend is the cutest fairy boy in the world !"

Wu Liang went straight to the kitchen, pulled out a bottle of vitamins packaged from the depths of the refrigerator, and inside it was actually quetiapine tablets, mixed it with milk and swallowed it casually, thinking: "Just give me a little more time, and I will definitely be able to overcome it. Don’t make Princess Late Bean sad.”

In this way, after taking the medicine, the two felt that they were the perfect boyfriends in each other's hearts. When they were together, Wu Liang leaned on the Q-bouncing chest muscles he had dreamed of, Zhou Xiangwan's chin was on Wu Liang's forehead, and they were very close. But they hide their own secrets and fall asleep listening to each other's heartbeat.

The author has something to say: 1.Vitas: Russian singer, handsome, works "Star" and "Opera 2", etc. (he also sang on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau!)

Chapter 2.75, the title of the violin played by Wanmei was originally written as Wanliang, but I changed it to "Youth". I think that although one has a mental age of 35 and the other is 30, they still look purely like young boys in front of each other. ah……