What about the humanoid loyal dog?

It was the second year of junior high school, and I beat two guys in the corner of the school, and then I was chased by the rest of the boys.

God knows how stupid they are, they didn't know they would come up and beat me together.

"Gu Xiao, if you have the guts, don't run away!"

"Don't run? Are you as stupid as me?" I mocked.

I was so proficient at climbing over the wall that I could kick it up in two steps. I ran to the other side of the road, waved at their newly exposed heads, and slipped into the alley.

After rubbing my stomach, I felt a little hungry, and suddenly remembered that I was chased out without taking anything.

Cursing secretly, he was hesitating whether to go back, but he was almost killed by a car at the corner.

I was so scared that I leaned back and sat down on the ground. The owner of the small car jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand to pull me.

When I was in the second year of junior high school, I was very irritable, and I was also one of the rebellious young people. I smoked, skipped classes, and fought, but I was never caught, and Fan Qi and Hu Le were not in the same class as me.

According to my temper at the time, I should have slapped the man's hand away, stood up, cursed a few words, and then extorted some money for dinner, but the hand stretched out in front of me was dry and white, with a thin callus on the palm , I grasped it in a strange way.

Looking up, there is a slightly naughty smiling face, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, a crew cut, and the short stubble on the upper lip makes him look a bit masculine in a youthful way. At that time, he was 20 years old. .

"Are you all right, kid?" he asked me.

"I'm already 1.7 meters tall." I glanced at him and said. (I don’t think the shou can be too high, otherwise what should I do if the attack is too high_(:з」∠)_)

He sneered, "Wearing the school uniform of Minshan Middle School, he is only a thirteen or fourteen year old child."

I glared at him, and he said again, "Is there any injury?"

I was about to shake my head, but somehow I nodded instead.

"Where did it fall?"

My eyes flicked left and right, and I said, "I have no money to eat."

Unexpectedly, these words made the person in front of me laugh out loud. He may be 1.8 meters tall. He reached out and patted my head, "Let's go, kid, treat you to a meal."

Hearing this, my eyeballs immediately stood at attention and rested, and I gave him a satisfied expression, "It's easy to say."

I ate a ramen that I like very much, and the person opposite ordered the same one as mine. Before the ramen was served, he raised his eyebrows and looked at me and asked, "Skipping class?"

I looked away and said nothing.

He propped his elbows on the table and said with a smile, "I won't sue your teacher, what are you afraid of?"

I said, "What's wrong with skipping class?"

He said: "Seeing that you are neatly dressed and look like a good student, you really can't be judged by appearances."

I glanced at him, and said something against my will, "Well, your appearance is not flattering, and you can trawl the Internet if you are bad."

"..." He looked at me in disbelief, as if seeing a new continent, "What's your name, brat?"

I looked disdainful, "You should report your name first."

He said amusedly: "Chen Yueming, dare to ask the hero's name?"

Chen Yueming, Chen Yueming...

Now that I think about it, I was really stupid at that time. If I shook my head and said it was okay, then this relationship would not have started, and I would not have endured the word like for five years alone.

It turns out that the word like can be so heavy.

The second time I saw Chen Yueming was probably about a month after the first meeting. I attended a business party with my parents. I was so bored, so I slipped out under the pretext of going to the toilet and wandered around in the big garden behind the hotel for a long time. The lights were too dim, which made me lose my way successfully.

Illuminated by the dim street lamp, the grass looked a little gloomy, and the surrounding was extremely quiet. I heard a faint panting sound. I was much more courageous than now, and my curiosity was overflowing. I listened to the sound and found the source of the sound. The figures hugging each other came into my eyes, and one of the taller ones sucked and licked the other's lips, and made a slight sucking sound.

I was so shocked that I forgot to leave, because it was clearly two men!

One hand of the tall man reached out to the lower body of the short man, the short man gasped lightly, as if he saw someone outside out of the corner of his eye, he pushed the tall man away, and then both of them turned their heads to look at me.

I stared blankly at that tall man, isn't this the Chen Yueming I saw that day?

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he walked towards me with a smile in just a moment, and I became nervous for no reason.

He walked up to me, looked down at me with a condescending smile, but his lips were red and moist, and he called my name, "Gu Xiao."

He called out a very familiar name, which made my heart beat abnormally.

Tired of this feeling in my heart, I frowned at him and said flatly, "Sorry to bother you."

He didn't care about my tone, his eyes were bent, "Why are you here?"

I said, "At the party."

Chen Yueming showed the original expression, then patted my head, I slapped it away, and said in a low voice, "Don't touch my head."

Chen Yueming laughed out loud, "Let's go, kid, I'll take you back."

I found out later that he was also at the party.

When I went back that day, I suffered from insomnia, and the scene in the hotel garden kept replaying in my mind. Could it be that two men can kiss?

man with man...

I still remember the dream that night.

Chen Yueming was wearing a white shirt, the buttons were unbuttoned to the navel, revealing a solid and fair chest. He hooked his lips, his eyes were dark, and the water on his lips was so lustful. He stretched out his big clean hands and beckoned to me. Said: "Gu Xiao, let me kiss you."

Grass mud horse, and then Lao Tzu ushered in the first wet dream in his life.

......

I wanted to laugh for some reason, that man was getting married, and he was still with a woman.

I rubbed my arms through my clothes, and said to Fan Qi and Hu Le, "It's a bit cold, I'm going back."

After pulling up Hu Le who was drunk and talking nonsense, Fan Qi stood up consciously and grabbed my sleeve, I sighed.

"Come on, sons."

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"Chen, Chen Yueming, Lao Tzu, oh no, it's me, I, I seem to like, like you..." The boy who spoke had blushing ears. You can tell how nervous he is.

"Gu Xiao, sorry, I have a lover."

"Then why are you still so nice to me?"

"Because I regard you as my younger brother." The young man who spoke touched the boy's head.

The boy slapped the young man's hand away, sneered, and stared at the young man with a pair of dark and bright eyes, "If you treat me like a younger brother, why do you kiss me? Why do you touch/me? Why do you want to fuck/me?"

fuck fuck fuck!

I was awakened by this sentence all of a sudden. The light came in from the gap in the blackout curtains. I looked around and saw the familiar furnishings. I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was my room.

Subconsciously touched his butt, then paused halfway, withdrew his hand and stroked his forehead, what the hell am I doing?Back then, she didn't even give her first kiss because she was shy, but now she still doubted that she was being fucked.

Could it be that the chrysanthemum itches because of the five-finger magical skill that has been practiced for so many years?

I took a look in my hand, it was past nine o'clock, I got out of bed, opened the curtains, the dazzling light made me squint, and it was another sunny day.

I stretched, scratched my head, and smelled a scent when I walked out of the bedroom.

Fan Qi was cooking in the kitchen with a spoon in his apron, while Hu Le was cutting something beside him.

I walked over, and Fan Qi looked up at me, "Go and wash first, and eat later."

"Oh." I rubbed my hands, and sucked in the smell of the meat, "I'm lucky!"

Fan Qi is simply a role model for men, okay? How many tall, rich and handsome people are still in the hall and down in the kitchen.

After washing up, I poured a glass of warm water, pulled out the dining table and chairs, and sat down happily.

Hu Le came over with a bowl in his hand, put the bowl in front of me, and pretended to be an eunuch, "Your Majesty, please taste your preserved egg and lean meat porridge slowly."

I hummed in satisfaction, and said to Fan Qi who took off the apron: "Little eggplant, milk me."

The corner of Fan Qi's mouth twitched, "...cha."

I snorted, bullying tomato is the most fun.

After breakfast, I patted my stomach and moved to the living room to lie down on the sofa and enjoy it. It's a pity that I invited them to live together, but they quit. I am very sorry. Without Fan Qi, I have to cook by myself .

So, I can make all kinds of fancy fried rice with one hand.

They said they still had classes in the afternoon, so they left first. I lay down on the sofa for a while, remembering that there was still a draft to be drawn, so I stretched myself back to the bedroom and turned on the computer.

I studied oil painting, not because I was talented in this area. On the contrary, the teacher who taught me painting said that I have a poor sense of color. In the exam, it was because the other two subjects were very good at leveling the color scores.

And my stubborn temper makes me quite obsessed with color.

Another reason is that I like comics, what I want to do the most is to draw a erotic comic to satisfy my hunger/thirst/difficulty/resistance, bah, the heart of a boy, learning to draw oil paintings is very important to me when drawing comics It is also very helpful.

You know, ever since I found out I was bent, it felt more like my mom blew up than your mom blew up.

I turned on the computer and went to the button, and there was a flashing profile picture. I clicked on it, and it was Xie Qiancheng. This guy was my high school classmate, a manga maniac who learned to draw for manga.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and then we two gays decided to hang out on Youyoupi.com, but it is a pity that our university is not in the same school, but in a province.

Thousands of Paths and People Disappeared: Good news, good news, A Xiao!

I typed and sent it in a crackling voice.

Dad: Present it quickly!

After a while, Xie Qiancheng's news came back.

Thousands of people disappeared: ... Convex! !Why haven't you changed your screen name yet! !

Dad: This screen name has been used for several years, why do you want to change it? / button booger

Wan Jing Ren Ting Mie: ... Forget it, don't worry about that anymore, what I want to tell you is that your painting "Cultivating a Loyal Dog in the Shape of a Human" is on the general list! ! !

dad:! ! ! ! !

Dad: You bold slave, are you telling the truth? ! !

Thousands of trails and traces of people disappear: every sentence is true! !

Dad: Then don't you fucking call me! !I want to kill you!

Wanjing Renjing Mie: Hello, I am not here, please leave a message after the beep if you have anything to do, beep———

Dad: ...I don't care about this dog like you!

After closing the chat window, I clicked on the webpage impatiently, logged on Youyaopi, and saw the general list interface on the homepage, with the second bold name.

Name: "Cultivate a Loyal Dog in Human Shape"

Painter: I am your uncle

Popularity: 72968761

Me, me, me, this, this, this, this is actually true! !

This manga is drawn in the form of a four-frame manga. It is a funny and erotic manga about how to raise a loyal dog in human form. Sure enough, the crowd of rotten women is the most powerful!

I'm aiming for No.1, the little bitch with more than a million hits ahead of me.

Title: "If I Had Vajra Chrysanthemum"

Painter: Fuck not bad

Popularity: 73510852

I am annoyed, is the Vajra now a little taller than the virtuous and loyal dog? !

The last update date of the manga was a month ago, because my oil painting homework was reworked, and the teacher scolded me bloody, if I had a temper in junior high school, I would have jumped up... Gone, now I Just bowed his head and suffered silently.

Holding the homework to be reworked, he stood outside the office feeling very unhappy, and gestured his middle finger across the wall before leaving.

Then I decided to devote my heart to Buddha, oh no, to painting. I spent half a month repainting, and finally I was relieved in the teacher's eyes.

Putting aside the stalk of opening the King Kong Chrysanthemum, I was still very pleasantly surprised, let me know that there are still many people who like the loyal dog □□attack.

Clicking on the message, the number of messages in it has scared me silly, what should I do, I, do I want to read one by one?Is this a bit more polite, but how many days will I have to read so many fucking posts.

When I was still struggling, my eyes glanced at the top few items.

Bulabulaba: I heard that my uncle is a blue boy, is it respectable?

I can't push it down: I think my uncle is a little shou who likes loyal dogs, what should I do!

Rabbit that can't jump: Oh my god, it really is the cutest loyal dog with black belly Gong x single stupid fried hair!

Schwagger: I also heard that Mr. Uncle is a boy! !If it is really a small subject!Cover your face!

"..." I silently closed the browser, and it was better to forget about answering this question next to each other.