On this day, it is Sunday, and people who have worked hard can finally relax after a tense week, rest at home, or call three or two friends, watch a movie or hang out on the street, and when they are tired, they go into the shop on the street and loosen their feet.

Coffee shops are people's favorite place to rest, order a cup of coffee, sink into the soft sofa with friends, chat about gossip, talk about facts, and spend a rare weekend leisurely.

In the almost full Yaxuan coffee house, Fang Momo and Luo Zihang were busy, the crisp bell rang, and they reflexively turned their heads and smiled.

"Welcome, Yaxuan Cafe."

Seeing someone coming, Fang Mo raised a brighter smile, "Yo, Xiaoya, why are you free today?" ”

"Good afternoon, Xiaoya." Luo Zihang greeted him, but he quickly recorded the guests' meals in his hands, multi-tasking, probably a very proficient skill for them.

"There's a little bit of a thing, but my sisters are busy first, and I'll talk to you when I'm free."

The person who came was Tan Zeya, who was carrying a schoolbag, wearing a loose sports school uniform, full of youth, with his slightly immature face, he really looked like a woman more than a man, but seeing that he was accustomed to finding an empty seat in the corner in front of the bar and sitting down, holding his chin and looking at the busy green people, his expression was leisurely and stable, just like most of the guests.

Finally a little idle, Luo Zihang, who finished delivering the last cup of coffee in his hand, held the tray, a pair of legs wrapped in pants but more slender and straight, comparable to a model, in the envious eyes of many girls, steadily walked towards Tan Zeya.

"Isn't it an exam today? What's wrong with it? Luo Zihang, who ignores, or never pays attention to others, adheres to his usual neutral style, supporting the bar with one hand and Tan Zeya's shoulder with the other, and the whole person is free and heroic.

Tan Zeya enjoys getting along with the people in the coffee house, they know that he is a boy in women's clothes, but they never look at him with weird eyes, making him very peaceful, unlike at school, when he goes to the toilet, he is afraid of other people's strange eyes, although he said that he didn't care, but he was actually quite uncomfortable in his heart, "I've finished the exam, I handed in the paper in advance, Sister Zihang, you said last time, if you like someone, you have to stalk and confess, even if there is no result, you have to tell that person his own mind, but, If the person you like is the same. What about sex? Is that the same? ”

"Same. What about sex," Hearing this, Luo Zihang patted Tan Zeya's shoulder, and suddenly had a sense of 'my family has a child who has just grown up', but Tan Zeya looks young, not that she is old, "Your sister Hang, I don't like the same. Sex, what's the big deal, liking is liking, you can't deny your liking because of gender, if so, this liking is too cheap, isn't it? ”

Like is like, it has nothing to do with gender, it has nothing to do with height, looks, age, family background, responsibility, although it is more important than liking in a certain way, but responsibility is not an excuse for liking or not.

If a person vetoes the person he likes for these reasons, then he must not really like it, and that kind of liking is really disgusting.

"yes, I like my brother and I don't like my brother because of his gender." Tan Zeya lowered her head and muttered to herself.

Fang, who was finally at ease, threw himself on Luo Zihang's back silently and happily, and shouted at them excitedly, "Na, then what you are saying, I also want to listen." ”

Suddenly, Tan Zeya discovered something, when Fang Momo pounced on Luo Zihang's back, Luo Zihang's eyes were gentle and delicate, like a tender stream slowly entwining Fang Mowu.

It turns out that the person Sister Zihang likes is Sister Mo, and if she can work with the person she likes, Sister Zihang should feel very happy, if Sister Momo also likes Sister Zihang.

"Sister Momo, didn't the comics you read that day say that there is something more in-depth? Can you lend me some? ”

"Of course you can, as much as you want, the amount of my collection can directly make the man bend it."

Fang Mo looked up proudly, unexpectedly saw the deep affection in Luo Zihang's eyes, grinned, and stole a kiss on Luo Zihang's cheek openly.

To show affection or something, is to let everyone know and envy everyone.

Tan Zexuan was lying on the bed, a pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been sparkling were slightly confused, he knew that he was wasting time, the strategy that was originally arranged was forgotten by him, and he was obviously close to the completion of the task, but he suddenly didn't want to continue the strategy, not afraid of death, but there were always strange feelings that influenced his thoughts, just like a program that was infected with a virus, and there was always a mistake.

Pinching his earlobes with light lines, Tan Zexuan's tone was a little irritable, "Cup, are you sure there are no problems?" ”

"Of course there's no problem, isn't the task good, Shengsheng, you're thinking too much," the cups that were restricted from popping up casually stretched out a hand pitifully in Tan Zexuan's ear, playfully playing with Tan Zexuan's fingers, "Come on Shengsheng, isn't the dawn of victory already clearly visible." ”

"Really?"

Tan Zexuan opened his eyes and looked at the incandescent lamp above his head, his eyes were obviously so sore that they were covered with a layer of physiological tears, but he still looked directly at the light and muttered to himself.

Scratching his head irritably, Tan Zexuan sat up and decided to go to the bathroom to take a cold shower to wake up.

At the same time as the sound of the water was loud, the bedroom door was opened faintly, Tan Zeya entered the bedroom lightly against the door, and then lightly locked the door, sat on the edge of the bed with a slight twist, took the pillow, sniffed, a little stupid. Han's buried his face in it.

Wiping his wet hair with a big towel, Tan Zexuan thought, maybe he was really thinking too much, and the most important thing now was to complete the task quickly, and not to be disrupted by inexplicable things.

Pulling open the door of the bathroom, Tan Zexuan, who was wearing a towel, seemed to be petrified in an instant, it was really petrified, the system sound and cups that should have been prompted were completely silent, and I don't know what was wrong, but at this moment, Tan Zexuan no longer had any extra thoughts to pay attention to this matter, because.

But seeing him on the bed, Tan Zeya, with his eyes closed and slightly red cheeks, and his delicate and thin breasts. The chamber was wrapped in a thin strip of black lace, similar to a ding. Sexy sultry bunch of black thin strap of word pants. Tied down. The key parts of the body, the whole picture is sexy and charming. Sentimental.

Ignoring his still dripping hair, Tan Zexuan was tempted by this suddenness. The frightened soul was not possessed, and he stammered a little when he spoke, "Xiao, Xiaoya?" You, what are you doing? ”

Hearing the voice, Tan Zeya opened her eyes, and there was always a little flame burning in her ignorant apricot eyes, evoking a charming smile that did not fit his image, and in her voice, there was an inevitable determination, "Because my brother didn't respond to my confession, I came to dedicate myself." ”

Flip the table

The facial expression, which had not appeared for a long time, quickly swiped the screen in Tan Zexuan's mind, the plot came too fast, and Tan Zexuan said that he couldn't react at all.

"You, Xiaoya, do you know what you're talking about?"

Nodding, Tan Zexuan's terrifying expression actually hurt Tan Zeya's heart very much, obviously according to the plot in the comics, my brother should be amazed, and then pounce on him to overwhelm him, "I know, I'm here to dedicate myself, who made my brother indifferent to my confession." ”

This is the counter-offensive strategy, the counter-offensive strategy of the priest's world's fart!

[Trigger the strategy target Tan Zeya, Tan Zeya's favorability is 100%, and the statistical strategy value is 100%, which can be attacked.] 】

late, but did not attract Tan Zexuan's attention to the system sound, if Tan Zexuan at this moment was not confused by the reversed plot, he would definitely find a little sign, but unfortunately, every qiē turned to his unpredictable place.

The gears of fate, like bullet trains, deviate from the established track.

Tan Zexuan, who opened his mouth and did not move, made Tan Zeya feel deeply aggrieved, which was not at all the same as expected.

The fiery Tan Zeya simply jumped out of bed, ignoring the fact that there was no concealment effect at all and was about to fall to the top of the navel. clothes, pulling Tan Zexuan, who was in a daze, to fall on the bed.

That's right, that's the ride. In the multiplication, Tan Zeya straddled Tan Zexuan's waist, the smooth skin was close to each other, and the slight friction made him a little unbearable, but his expression was very proud.

"Brother, don't treat me as a child, Mommy Daddy also knows that I like you, and I also know that we are not brothers, so don't lie to me, no matter what my brother thinks, my brother can't escape today."

#我家弟弟没有这么聪明! #

Obviously pressed on the bed, Tan Zexuan's mind had nothing to do with this sentence, sighed, Tan Zexuan thought, this is probably his easiest task, even 00 that xx has someone to take the initiative.

Spread out on the bed relaxedly, and said a little helplessly, "It seems that Xiaoya is very resolute, then, let me see your determination." Tan Zexuan decided that it would be better to lie down and enjoy it like this, at least than to let him move on his own, although it was just his weird psychological factor.

How did you get it in the comics? Tan Zeya thought about it and stretched out her hand.

"Brother, it's getting bigger, it's really right in the comics."

"Hmm!" The narrow eyes are half-narrowed into a slit, obviously psychologically still a little uncomfortable, but the body is very honest in responding to desire. Look, Tan Zexuan unconsciously let his one rub in the soft and hot hands.

Tan Zeya took out the ointment provided by Sister Zihang, which is said to be special at this time, from under the pillow, squeezed a little and applied it to that, and squeezed a lot in her hand, and then sent it to her back in Tan Zexuan's gaze, frowning, her fingers stirring, and one hand to support her somewhat weak body, Tan Zeya felt a little hard, but there was also an inexplicable flame burning in her body.

Lengthy ex. After the play.

Looking at Tan Zeya, who was unable to grasp the essentials when he moved left and again, Tan Zexuan looked at the sky speechlessly, and in the end, he was really helpless to pull Tan Zeya's arm, turned over and pressed him under him, "I still want to enjoy it, but Xiaoya didn't learn kung fu." ”

"How can there be," At this moment, Tan Zeya, who finally knew that the shy Tan Zeya, punched Tan Zexuan in the chest weakly, turned her head shyly, but her mouth did not show weakness, "It's all my brother's fault." ”

"Okay, okay, it's all my brother's fault," good-natured comforted the fried brother under him, "Is Xiaoya ready?" ”

"This kind of thing, don't, don't ask me, brother, hurry up."

As soon as he held Tan Zeya's slender and sensitive waist, a tingling pain spread from Tan Zexuan's heart.

"Hmm." Tan Zexuan fell on Tan Zeya all of a sudden, his hand pressed tightly on his chest, and the sudden pain made his nails dig deep into his flesh.

Tan Zexuan's sudden move made Tan Zeya want to do it. Huozhong was a little sober, nervously holding his head and letting him lie down, Tan Zeya knelt on the side and was very flustered, wanting to touch but not daring to touch, afraid that his reckless actions would hurt his brother, "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" ”

I wanted to open my mouth to tell Tan Zeya that she was fine, but the tingling pain in her chest spread to her whole body little by little, and her trembling lips opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound, so she could only curl up into a ball and clutch her chest tightly.

Tan Zexuan's already pale lips were bitten even more pale by himself, blood spread from his almost chapped lips, red and white intertwined, making him look a little sluggish, his brows were furrowed, and in his eyes, the pain and helplessness were so obvious.

He felt like he was going to die, he felt like he was being pierced by tens of thousands of sharp needles, his head hurt so much that he didn't know how to react, and he kept calling for cups, but the cups that were always noisy and verbose were never visible.

There was no call for the cups and cups that I wanted to call, and I didn't wait for a systematic explanation, but a voice faintly came from the bottom of my heart that came from the sharp stinging sensation.

[I, I won't let you hurt Xiaoya.] ]

Obviously it was just a voice, but it made him feel familiar, it was actually Tan Zexuan's voice, yes, it was the voice of this body deity, it was the voice he had been hearing from his mouth during this time.

[Tan Zexuan?] ]

Isn't it supposed to be sleeping? How so?

[I don't care what you are, and I don't care why you want to occupy my body, but you shouldn't hurt Xiaoya.] ]

Tan Zexuan himself said word by word, accompanied by his voice, the pain became more and more intense, if the stinging pain just now was just ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, then at this moment, it was as if the soul was constantly divided, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, that is, more painful torture than constant death.

His eyes began to fog, his ears began to be in a trance, Tan Zeya's frightened expression and voice began to disappear, he wanted to tell Tan Zexuan himself, such an ending would hurt Xiaoya even more, if he didn't want to hurt him, he should have been kicked out at the beginning, he would not resist, now like this, Xiaoya must be frightened, but he is completely powerless.

【…… Sheng...... Sheng...... Small...... Heart...... Go out...... Question ......]

At the last moment of the coma, he seemed to hear the intermittent but worried voice of the cup, although he didn't hear anything clearly, but he thought, just worried about him at the cup, maybe next time he should be gentle with the cup, at least, less often break it.

The author has something to say: fix the update time later, if there is no update at one o'clock in the afternoon, then it will be at nine o'clock in the evening.

Also, can the girl who reads the text be more troublesome and subscribe with the computer, because the boy on the computer side gets 6 percent, and the son on the mobile phone side can only get 5 percent, so that the son can get more, just to be a little more troublesome to read the girl who reads the text, okay?

There's a lot more to this chapter, but, you know, river crabs, so let's join the group.

Thanks to the girl's mine, (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~

Luluvier threw a mine at Throwing Time.

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