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122. The Raising of Bamboo Horses (18)(1/2)

When Zhan Ming came out of the bar, he received a call from a child. There were two innocent boys hanging on his arm, one left and one right, like two soft snakes, surrounding him from left to right, "Brother Zhan?"

Zhan Ming made a gesture.

"Wait," he said, "I'll answer a call."

After the call was connected, the unhappy voice of the young man over there came clearly, "Hey? Where are you now?"

Zhan Ming pushed the boy around him a little and said, "I'm on the street."

"You still have this idea?"

The child snorted, and the unhappy feeling in his tone became stronger. "My quota for admission to graduate school is completely gone. Don't you think of a solution for me. Why are you still in the mood to go out and play now?"

Jameson paused, glanced at the two boys who were staring at him, and a trace of dissatisfaction quietly flew across his heart.

The child's voice is also played by himself. He often holds all kinds of messy parties, and Zhan Ming has not seen it before. Why is he taking care of himself now?

He frowned and said, "What do you want?"

The tone is not as good as before.

The childish voice is used to being spoiled, but I can't hear it. I just pursed my lips and felt a little resentful, "That Yu Jian..."

He gritted his teeth and was about to curse a few words, but his boyfriend's voice suddenly changed, "Yu Jian?"

Zhan Ming was shocked and suspicious.

"Which one is depressed, depressed, and seen?"

"Yes," said the child, instead of blaming him for making a fuss, "What, you haven't heard me before? Why did you react?"

“…”

"Speak!" The child voice over there became even more angry, "Are you mute? You won't open your mouth? If it weren't for the plan you had made before, I would have found someone long ago, you-"

“…”

Zhan Ming stopped talking. He quickly hung up the phone and started searching online.

The number of clicks on the confession video on the Internet has been rising steadily, and it has basically become a place for fujoshi and straight men to fight against each other, and it has been a bloody storm. Those who like it are naturally screaming and cute, and they praise their appearance matching as if they are born a natural couple. Those who don’t like it will just say they are disgusting and perverted. They have finally been offered so much by society that they actually want to make a man.

Zhan Ming glanced at him quickly, then paused and clicked on the video.

The traffic on the street was good. The small aperture in front of him trembled and then started playing. The young man inside stood on the podium. Even though he was a little far away, he could see that the other person looked outstanding, had a clean temperament, and had a little indescribable charm. His fingers firmly pinched the microphone, looked at the audience, and slowly and firmly said his declaration of love, "Do you want to be my lifelong companion?"

Zhan Ming understood a little why those roaring comments were. Because at this moment, his heart stopped suddenly.

Yu Jian.

This is a name that hasn't appeared in his life for a long time.

Yu Jian was young and not as tall as them in high school, but he was handsome and tall, and he was straight everywhere he went. With his face, many people would admit it whether it was the school beauties or the school grass. It was really good-looking. He was Xiuzhu, and most of them were just weeds.

Zhan Ming naturally liked him a little too. But he liked him like this, one was thin, and the other was too weak. After all, there was a Yan Zhuo who kept guarding him for a while, like a female beast guarding a baby.

Zhan Ming saw the power of this beast, so he naturally refused to provoke him.

But now, seeing this face, the memories and feelings seemed to be back again.

"Yu Jian."

If he could really taste it, it would have fulfilled his thoughts when he was young.

His fingers quickly rubbed the phone screen twice. The boys on the side looked at him and saw that he seemed to have completely forgotten him, and couldn't help saying, "Brother Zhan?"

"Um?"

The young man came to his senses and turned his head to look at them.

"Brother Zhan..." The boy bit his lip, "Didn't you say you want to go to the villa? Don't you go?"

Zhan Ming laughed briefly, whistled with a whistle, putting his hand on the shoulders of both of them.

"Go," he said, "Go, brother will take you some fun."

Most of these people are crazy about playing games. Some parties with no moral bottom line are common. Zhan Ming also has many such friends, and he responds to them. I heard that the child's voice is not very happy recently, and some people have called him considerately, saying that he is here to relax and have a good time.

"Work again?"

The child snorted coldly, not having any thoughts. But he thought that he was not very happy with Zhan Ming today, and even hung up his phone. After hesitating, he still got up.

"Let's go."

------

At the same time, Kou Qiu in the courtyard had just taken off his clothes and soaked them in the water. The silver-white fish tail rushed out at some point, rippling in the water. He shook his tail, and the scales on his head reflected countless tiny lights.

Perhaps because of the fact that the body is a mermaid, Kou Qiu likes water more every day. When it is hot in the summer, he can even soak in the bathtub from morning to night, and even set up a small table in the bathroom, dragging the fish tail to read and study seriously.

If the air got a little cold today, the water he put was warmer, and he felt so comfortable that he almost melted in.

The system looked at him and couldn't help but say: [Bad...]

Kou Qiu was still shaking his tail, [Hmm?]

The system said: [You are like a boiled fish.]

Add some soup ingredients and it will be even more like it.

[Azai,] Kou Qiu stared at the fishtail and licked his lips, educated, [Don’t say such things that are easy to make people feel hungry at night.]

The system also felt hungry, so it changed the topic, [Where have you been going to be a father and husband?]

Have you gone to find a scumbag?

After investigating the matter behind the scenes, Kou Qiu naturally would not hide it from his own people. After he said it, the faces of several people changed. Although Yu's father smiled gently, he called several people into his room that afternoon, not knowing what he was discussing. Yan Zhuo was also called in by him. When he came out, he refused to tell Kou Qiu what was going on with Yu's father.

"Zuo is just venting his anger for Nannan," Yan Zhuo patted the little mermaid's head and smiled gently, "That kind of thing, don't dirty Nannan's eyes."

The system immediately sneered in his heart with disdain.

Dirty eyes?

who?

Its host???

Don't joke, okay, his father, that's a man who doesn't change his face when facing haunted situations! Who else can dirty his eyes?

But Yu's father and Yan Zhuo obviously both regarded him as their baby's pampering, and shouted at him one by one, and no one wanted to let him participate in this matter. Kou Qiu tried it two or three times, trying to express his willingness to understand it to them, but Yan Zhuo was dragged into the house and kissed him.

He almost couldn't control his kiss, and the temperature suddenly rose and the fish's tail was almost emerging.

"Be good at Nannan," Yan Zhuo blocked the door with his back, pressed him firmly in his arms, held his face, and licked the corners of his lips, "Is this good thing left to me and my dad?"

Kou Qiu was kissed and was about to say no, but he was pulled over again and gave him a jiuji.

"Nannan?"

The young man's eyes were full of affection, and it was simply unbearable when they melted away. Kou Qiu couldn't help but look like this, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Anyway, it's still a long time, so there's no need to hurry up.

Since he coaxed and deceived him and called him father Yu, Yan Zhuo shamelessly kept calling him like this. His father Yu was originally thinking that he would not respond, but after a while, the father Yan and his mother, who had heard about him next door, ran in and said sorry.

"It's all my Yan Zhuo's fault. I have brought such a good child as Nannan on this road," Yan's father said sincerely, "Old Yu, if you really feel unhappy, you don't have to accept Yan Zhuo's! Really! We have been in love for decades, how could I blame you?"

“…”

The face Yu's father was tense, he couldn't hold it anymore.

I have expressed my friendship for decades, how can I admit my mistake?

This is clearly about love.

He felt helpless, and it was not good to really refute Yan's father's face, so he had to respond reluctantly when Yan Zhuo called his father again.

"......Why."

Tsk, this little bastard.

......

The newly born father and son had been discussing for several days without Kou Qiu's concealment. Just today, they answered the phone and went out.

Kou Qiu was naturally not taken with him.

He soaked for a long time before he turned the tail of the fish back into two long legs. When he walked out of the bathroom, Yu's mother was leaning on the sofa to watch TV. The TV was broadcasting a soap opera like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. While Yu's mother was eating melon seeds, she waved to him, "Nannan came here, do you eat fruit?"

Kou Qiu sat down next to her and next to her.

"mom."

"Oh," Yu's mother patted the melon seed shells on her hand and began to peel oranges for him. The white veins were easily torn off, and the orange-yellow flesh was exposed inside, which was stuffed into her mouth, "Open your mouth."

The young man beside him snuggled up to her, opened his mouth, and ate the orange.

He could smell the same shower gel smell as Yu's mother. This smell was like pulling him back into the warm amniotic fluid, making him unable to help but get closer.

Yu's mother asked him: "Is it sweet?"

acid.

It was obviously sour. But this rare time made him not want to say this word.
To be continued...
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