Borrowing a Kiss

    The author has something to say: If you don't do something, I'm sorry for this spring

    Liang Muqiu stared at the scar, unable to say what she was in the mood for, an old scar that had been healed for a long time, although it looked ferocious, it was not fatal, at least Cen Nan was still standing. here.

    But when he fell in love with Cen Nan, his skin was good. At that time, his **** was not dead, so he touched Cen Nan's waist when he had nothing to do, trying to convince him to stay below.

    "What's the matter?" he asked in a low voice.

    Cen Nan's expression remained the same, "There was a small car accident in the United States and was wiped by the car while walking. But it's not a big deal, just stay in the hospital for a few days."

    Liang Muqiu raised her eyebrows, looking strange, not sure if she should believe it or not. Because the wound was narrow and sharp, with clean edges, not like a scratch, but like a knife wound.

    Cen Nan said again, "I'm in good health now. I just had a physical examination a while ago. Would you like to see it?"

    Liang Muqiu was too lazy to watch.

    He remembered that this person restrained himself easily on the sofa just now, not only in good health, but in strength.

    He hugged the edamame and turned away.

    Cen Nan didn't hold back, just leaned in front of the door and watched Liang Muqiu walk away.

    Seeing that Liang Muqiu was about to enter the house, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Qiuqiu."

    Liang Muqiu turned around.

    Cen Nan stood by the door, dressed in casual clothes, with a face as white as jade, with a little smile in his eyes, casual but seductive.

    “Would you like to go on a date with me on the weekend?”

    Liang Muqiu put his hand on the door handle.

    In the summer when he was eighteen years old, Cen Nan also stood in the corridor and called him, asking him if he would date him.

    Liang Muqiu raised her chin, a little arrogant and a little airy, as if she wanted to make up for the momentum she couldn't grasp at the age of eighteen.

    He was obviously free on weekends, but narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll think about it."

    Liang Muqiu threw the edamame back to its kennel and went to wash by herself.

    Staying outside for a few days, the bed at home is comfortable.

    But he was running around all day, maybe he was startled by that **** Cen Nan, but now he is not sleepy.

    The review will take a while.

    He posted another update, which was his own photo of the village under the sunset.

    Not long after it was sent, the familiar oak avatar occupied the front row in his comment area, and in the private message, Nandu also poked him.

    "Are you traveling?" Nandu asked.

    "Travel."

    "Pretty."

    Liang Muqiu had a chat with him, Nandu said that he is now alone at home, not working, but watching a movie.

    Liang Muqiu's hand on the keyboard paused.

    Since he was kissed by Cen Nan, he was at a loss and wanted to find someone to chat with.

    Across the network cable from him, Nandu, who had never met him, was obviously a good match.

    He bit his lip and typed a few words on his phone, "Ask a question, do you have a partner?"

    After he finished speaking, he felt presumptuous and added, "I'm just chatting casually, you can talk if you don't want to."

    Nandu answered seriously.

    "It doesn't matter, I have a person I like very much. He is not with me now. I like him unilaterally."

    Liang Muqiu stared at the word "he" for a long time but couldn't recover.

    Isn't it? Are gays naturally attracted to each other?

    He asked tentatively, "Did you make a typo, is it her?"

    Nandu said, "That's right, I like men, do you mind?"

    How could Liang Muqiu mind.

    He immediately comforted the other side to let go of the burden in his heart, "I don't mind, in fact, so do I."

    The other side was silent for a while, I guess I didn't expect this wave to come out of the closet.

    But Liang Muqiu is quite happy, the same sexual orientation will always have more topics.

    He became curious again and asked, "What kind of person is the person you like?"

    This time Nandu came back very quickly, "He is a very nice and very soft-hearted person."

    "He has no flaws in my eyes except that he doesn't like me yet."

    Liang Muqiu recalled the photos of Nandu he had seen. Although he was not as stunning as his looks, he could also be called handsome and gentle. Since he chatted with Nandu, he could feel the other party's knowledge of conversation and communication. Not bad.

    In this way, Nandu can't catch up with the person she likes.

    He immediately shared his hatred, "You are very good, but the other party doesn't know how to praise."

    Nandu denied it immediately, "No, I'm not worthy of him."

    Liang Muqiu was dumbfounded.

    However, love makes people blind.

    He saw it.

    He was hesitating and didn't know how to reply, but he saw Nandu and asked him again if he knew how to catch up.

    Liang Muqiu was even more troubled. He chased after Cen Nan without chasing anyone.

    But the layer of window paper between him and Cen Nan was as thin as a cicada's wings, let alone stab it, it would melt with a breath.

    Liang Muqiu recalled, what did he do at that time?

    He seems to always stick with Cen Nan to his home to do his homework.

    He came to the inspiration and typed, "You think of a way to stay overnight and sleep in his bed."

    Nandu paused for a while, probably also shocked by this cheeky.

    Liang Muqiu blushed too, but he taught her heartily, "Don't believe it, it's very useful. If he is interested in you, he won't push you out."

    There was another few seconds of silence, and three words came from the opposite side.

    "I'll try."

    Liang Muqiu was satisfied, and didn't ask whether Nandu was on the top or the bottom, and took others as himself.

    He cheered Nandu full of fighting spirit, "Come on! You can, take him down!"

    The man opposite smiled softly and shook his head helplessly.

    It's Friday.

    Cen Nan went to the door cheeky, took out two tickets, and invited Liang Muqiu to date him.

    Liang Muqiu took it with a reserved look, but it was a ticket for a camping camp, not far away, in the suburban Sui Mountain, in the pine forest.

    Spring is very suitable for camping, neither hot nor cold, as long as there is no heavy rain, the weather is good.

    He really wanted to go, but he was planning this recently, but he couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while. Song Wei was a delicate and expensive man, and he refused to go into the mountains with him after being beaten to death. He asked Lao Yuan, his roommate from the university, but Lao Yuan had to work overtime.

    But he didn't tell Cen Nan why this person was just like the roundworm in his stomach, he was so precise.

    He looked at Cen Nan suspiciously, "Why did you think of calling me to go camping?"

    Cen Nan's expression was as usual, "I heard from the trainee lawyer in the office that this camp is good, and a client who happened to know the owner of the camp also recommended me to go."

    Liang Muqiu always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find any strong evidence. The two camp tickets lay in his palm like a kitten's tail, tickling his heart.

    Actually, Cen Nan is not a suitable camping candidate.

    They are exes who haven't gotten back together yet.

    In such a relationship, sleeping in a tent and thinking with your toes is not quite right.

    But Cen Nan was still quietly waiting for his reply, it was probably hot, and the two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a slender collarbone and a strong chest, Liang Muqiu couldn't help but stare at a few glances.

    It's spring, and it's really restless.

    Liang Muqiu thought deeply.

    He finally curled his lips, "Okay, prepare the tent."

    But when he said this, he inexplicably remembered the advice he gave Nandu a few days ago.

    "Chasing someone? Go to his bed."

    Looking at Cen Nan who got what he wanted and smiled very well in front of him, he frowned, and he always felt like he was in a hole.