The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Xi Yan sat on the ground, clutching his chest and blinking. His armor was cracked again. An indescribable excitement suddenly exploded in his chest. He moved to Meng Qinglang's side, and asked in a sour tone: " Yo, defend him so much."

Meng Qinglang finally edited the article, cut a long picture and published it on Xi Yanchao's chat, feeling a little better, couldn't help but sneezed, turned around and saw a certain ghost king rubbing against him again, and said with a frown, "Why are you still Didn't leave? Ah Xie—"

A certain ghost king quietly moved away from him, ignored his words, and insisted on asking: "Do you like him because you defend him so much?"

Meng Qinglang was concentrating on typing just now, but when he was free, he realized that his mind was in a daze. He rubbed his forehead, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out. He just looked up at a ghost king suspiciously.

A certain ghost king folded his arms and snorted coldly: "You belong to this king, and this king will not allow you to have sex with me!"

Meng Qinglang was so angry that his brain twitched, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, he would definitely kick this idiom-using ghost away!Wanting to say something, his brain was buzzing. Before Meng Qinglang could make a sound, his forehead was already covered by a big cold hand.

The instant drop in temperature made Meng Qinglang shiver, and the hand left immediately. Meng Qinglang chased and rubbed his forehead, but was pressed on the bed, covered with a quilt, and fell asleep in a daze. , was helped up again and fed some medicine.

The chest against his back was slightly cool, and the tip of his nose smelled of the faint fragrance of laundry detergent, which was different from the smell of tobacco on his body, it was a clean smell. Meng Qinglang grabbed his collar, rubbing his hot cheek against his chest After a while, the mosquito hummed and said, "Xi Yan...hot..."

The person behind froze for a moment, then quickly relaxed, wrapped his arms around his waist, lay on the bed together, patted his back, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

His words seemed to have magical powers, and Meng Qinglang quickly fell into a deep sleep. Because of the existence of the cooling pillow, he slept peacefully all night, but Xi Yan was the complete opposite. He kept his eyes open until dawn.

Early the next morning, Meng Qinglang opened his eyes and yawned. His body felt very tired, as if he was in pain everywhere. Last night, Meng Qinglang blinked and tried to remember. On the mobile phone, click on Weibo first.

The trending headlines were still Xi Yan's, and the next few trending searches such as playing big names fell off the front page, and new negative trending searches appeared on the tail. Meng Qinglang clicked on his long Weibo, clicked There have been tens of thousands of likes, comments, and reposts. Of course, there are also yin and yang under True Love Hei who mocked him for posting on a trumpet, and he didn't know what it was behind his back.

To be honest, he only has this one Weibo...but he doesn't use it much.Not in a good mood, Meng Qinglang dropped his phone and looked up at the sky, muttering, "Xi Yan is a fool..."

By the way, Meng Qinglang sat up suddenly, and today he was going to buy a house with Old Man Feng, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, ignoring the pain in his body, he got up and patted on the door of Old Man Feng's house.

Old man Feng got up early, and heard a voice coming from the front yard: "Knock what knock! This little guy hasn't gone to work yet!"

Meng Qinglang rubbed his eyes: "Oh, I just want to say, I have a cold, so I won't cook today."

"Okay, have you taken your medicine?"

Meng Qinglang sneezed, nodded, and old man Feng gave a few more instructions, muttering "Young people don't take care of their bodies" and left.

Meng Qinglang was free. He didn't have class until after ten o'clock, so he stayed in the house for a while, and was going to take a stroll around the nearby vegetable market. Meng Qinglang knew the boss here well, so he didn't want to mention too much, so he After buying some vegetables, I have to look back after walking two steps, and I always feel...someone is following me?

After watching it a few times and finding nothing, Meng Qinglang didn't care about it. In broad daylight, he is a big man, can he still be raped?

After shopping for a while, Meng Qinglang was a little tired, and walked back with vegetables, and soon ran into a man wearing a mask and peaked cap at the corner of the vegetable market.

He was dressed in a handsome brand-name casual outfit, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't fit in with the vegetable market. Meng Qinglang had seen this outfit before, in the Reuters photos taken by fans.

Xi Yan looked at his direction for a long time, then walked over slowly, stood a meter away from him, and said in a low voice, "Long time no see."

Meng Qinglang looked at him and didn't speak. He was different from the last time he was seen on the show. Last time, he was high-spirited, as if he had a halo all over his body, and he still had the character of doing whatever he wanted. Now, Meng Qinglang For the first time, Qing Lang saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

Xi Yan took off the mask, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, showing a smile and a sarcastic expression: "Maybe you can recognize me now? I'm quite famous now."

He emphasized the pronunciation of the last four words, and Meng Qinglang felt his heart tugging inexplicably. He rubbed the convenience bag unconsciously with his fingers, and his eyes wandered, not knowing what to do.

Xi Yan walked over slowly with his long legs, until the distance between the two was only one palm. Meng Qinglang raised his head. Xi Yan seemed to be much taller. He didn't notice it last time. Now, he had to look up at Xi Yan. .

"You also think... I am like that?"

"what?"

Xi Yan pursed his lips and did not speak. It was the first time Meng Qinglang saw such an expression on his face. He felt unconfident in his uneasiness, and his head, which used to be arrogant, also drooped.

Meng Qinglang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, the experience of comforting Xi Yan was too little for him to recall, usually...he is...

Meng Qinglang moved his fingers, grabbed Xi Yan's wrist, and held up the convenience bag with the other hand: "Well... I bought some vegetables, do you want some?"

Xi Yan's eyes locked on Meng Qinglang instantly, and it seemed a little brighter.

"I want an egg roll."

"Hmm...Okay, I have materials at home."

Xi Yan bent down and naturally took the bag in his hand, lifted it up, and waved it in front of his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Fried vegetables."

Xi Yan shook again: "What are you frying?"

"Fried..." Meng Qinglang stared at the familiar black watch on his wrist, "This is..."

Xi Yan looked at his wrist: "This..." He chuckled and looked into Meng Qinglang's eyes, "The coming-of-age gift I just received this year was given by my favorite person."

Meng Qinglang's face suddenly became hot, did it burn again... Why is Xi Yan different from before, it feels strange... Meng Qinglang pushed his wrist away, and said after a long time: "Go Bar."

The weather was still hot, Xi Yan was walking beside Meng Qinglang, and suddenly saw a convenience store by the side of the road...

"Lang," Xi Yan tugged at Meng Qinglang's sleeve, looking at the billboard at the entrance of the convenience store, "You buy this for me."

Meng Qinglang turned his head, and on the big billboard, the neckline of Xi Yan's white shirt was wide open, revealing his attractive Adam's apple and collarbone. Strawberry-flavored ice cream was stuck to his mouth, and the pink and white ice cream made his lips very provocative. , a pair of beautiful eyes looking down at passers-by, this ice cream is called - First Love.

I heard that Paradise Ice Cream Company released an advertisement on the day of 520, and it was sold out at night. I don’t know how many people bought a refrigerator to become Xi Yan’s lover. Anyway, Meng Qinglang didn’t have one. Ten yuan a piece was too much for him. Expensive.

"Have you tasted it?" As if afraid that he might not hear, Xi Yan bent down and leaned closer to his ear, "You buy it for me, and I buy it for you, okay?"

Meng Qinglang's sensitive earlobe was flushed pink, and he tilted his head slightly. For the same price, why buy it differently? It's childish.

"Okay." Meng Qinglang covered his mouth instantly, no, he didn't say anything.

Xi Yan grabbed his wrist and walked into the store and went straight to the freezer. Meng Qinglang's heart beat slightly faster, and he stood sideways beside the freezer, listening to him scratching the freezer, and touched his face. It should not be burned. ...

"How not……"

"Huh?" Meng Qinglang stretched out his head, picked it up, found that there was none, and then scrolled down, milk, mango, chocolate... "I found it!" Meng Qinglang raised his hand with the joy of success on his face. Passing one to Xi Yan, he didn't forget to complain, "I don't know which clerk put it there, it's buried in another brand."

Xi Yan took his hand and took it over, and said with a smile, "You found it." After speaking, he took his hand and walked towards the cashier.

Meng Qinglang looked at his profile, this sentence sounded... a bit strange...

"Boss check out."

Meng Qinglang looked at him, although he tried his best to hide it, Meng Qinglang could still hear the low voice in his voice, forget it, just take it as comforting children.

After leaving the convenience store, Meng Qinglang was about to open the package, but the ice cream was taken away, and another one was stuffed into his hand. Xi Yan opened the package for him: "It's agreed that you bought it for me."

Oh, childish.

Meng Qinglang turned his head away and licked it. It tasted like strawberry.

The two were strolling on the street, Meng Qinglang was licking the ice cream, watching Xi Yan secretly from the corner of his eyes, he seemed to talk a lot less after three years, did he grow up?No, the last time I saw him he was obviously a fool, maybe it was because he was in a bad mood?

"Lon, I want that."

Meng Qinglang looked in the direction he pointed. It was a big snow-white rabbit doll, squatting on the booth with a fat butt, ears hanging down, and watery red eyes looking at them.

Meng Qinglang didn't speak, Xi Yan tugged at his sleeve: "Is that all right, please."

"..." The child wanted it, but he had to give it...

"Lon, I want that."

"Lon, I want to watch a movie."

"Long..."

By the time Meng Qinglang came home from shopping, a whole morning had passed. Xi Yan was holding the rabbit, with Skittles in his mouth, and a movie ticket stub in his hand, complaining to Meng Qinglang: "My acting skills are really bad. Look at the look in the eyes of the heroine from afar at that time, it was not ambiguous at all, not eager at all, not excited at all."

Meng Qinglang looked at him with the eyes of a mentally retarded: "Did you know that this movie clip was introduced into the teaching of the Film Academy?"

Xi Yan turned to look at him abruptly: "How do you know?"

"Front...turn right in front, just...that's it..."

In the alley, Xi Yan grabbed his wrist, his chest almost pressed against his chest, and gently pressed him against the wall, with a low voice: "You secretly follow me, Meng Qinglang, do you like me?"

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