He didn't expect this 'fake pharmacist' to be pinched by himself and actually cry.

Tears flowed down his dark cheeks and onto his hands, and he should have felt disgusted.

But somehow, he looked at the 'man' in front of him and cried, and there was not the slightest disgust in his heart, but he was wrapped in a fine and dense distress.

It really hurts.

Obviously, he changed anyone, not to mention crying in front of him, and rubbed his tears and snot on his hand, even the light and runny nose made him feel disgusting.

If he dared to be like the person in front of him, with tears and snot rubbing on his hands, he would like to slaughter that person.

But the man in front of him.

He thought about it for a moment.

Reluctant.

It's a very inexplicable feeling.

This strange feeling made Ye Chongyuan a little uncomfortable and a little flustered.

He wanted to let go of the ugly man in front of him, who was obviously crying to death, but his body didn't seem to listen to him.

He loosened his grip on 'him', watched 'him' cry, and never knew what tenderness was, he bent down slightly, and his fingers gently climbed 'his' cheek, trying to wipe away 'him' tears.

But the moment his fingers touched 'his' skin, he didn't dare to move.

Because he found that this man's skin was too soft, too tender, and too slippery.

It's so dark, and it looks rougher than him, why is it so ...... to the touch

Alive?

A memory flashed in Ye Chongyuan's mind, as if he had touched such skin countless times.

But when I think about it again, I can't think of anything.

Ye Chongyuan took a closer look at the crying man, only to find that 'he' was much shorter than him.

He knew that he was a fist taller than the average person.

But the 'man' in front of him is a head shorter than him!

And 'his' bones are also very slender, like a woman's skeleton.

And his waist is also thin and soft, which makes people reluctant to let go......

Ye Chongyuan's eyes fell on Xia Yue's waist, he didn't pay attention to it just now because of anger, and now he remembered the feeling of just holding his waist.

Ye Chongyuan was a little skeptical.

The gaze moved up again, landing on her neck, where there was a small bulge.

The chest is also a flat river.

There too...... Well?

This season's clothes are already light, and although the men's clothes worn by Xia Yue are loose, because of her own dressing habits, she will habitually tie her clothes tightly.

Because of this, the clothes are a little close-fitting, and the characteristics of some places can also be seen clearly.

He seemed a little confused.

The touch of the skin just now, the softness of the waist, the teary-eyed accusation when I cry, no matter how I look at it, I don't want to be a man.

But what represents a man's character doesn't look like a fake.

Ordinary people dress up as men, but this ......

Looking at the slightly bulging lump, Ye Chongyuan was a little embarrassed.

The man in front of him is a real man.

Ye Chongyuan asked himself about the normal orientation, although he didn't like the touch of those women now, he knew it.

He definitely likes women.

It can't be a man.

Thinking that he was still holding this man just now, and he was very reluctant to see 'him' crying, Ye Chongyuan's face changed.

He pushed Xia Yue away, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he angrily reprimanded in a bad tone: "Who made you cry!" Baidu's latest chapter of "Pastoral Pets: Fools Ruthless and Domineering Literature" is the first time to read for free.