even if you are a man

After all, there are a hundred sets of book signatures to be obtained, and Song Chang can't be idle.Fortunately, the rooms booked by Qingshu.com were consecutive numbers, which also saved him a lot of trouble.

In short, in one afternoon, Song Qu asked for almost the same number of signatures, and also gave a lot. The remaining ten or twenty will definitely be completed tomorrow.

So seeing the meal time, Song Xiangda, who was so tired, went back to find his own Tingting little angel (fog) for healing (fog).

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Yanting, who had been alone all afternoon, was tapping away with his notebook without any suspense.But when he heard the door open, Xu Yanting just looked up from his busy schedule and gave him a cold (not) look, then continued to knock and knock.

Song Xiangda, who was physically and mentally exhausted, felt that the script seemed to be completely different from what he thought...

The sad Song Xiangda had no choice but to take the initiative to go forward, looked at it for a long time, and found that...Xu Yanting seemed...to be fighting with someone...?

Song Xiang was also a little drunk the moment he came to this conclusion.

It is said to be tearful, but Xu Yanting is actually typing at a very fast speed, reasoning with people, oh no, theory.

You must know that as a great god who is so red and purple, and purple as black and shiny, it is impossible for Song Xiangda to not have black and black, but Song Xiang has always been big-hearted, and he doesn't bother to look at it. He ignores it intentionally and unintentionally.

However, according to Song Xiang's low (lan) tone (duo) personality, he does nothing but update the text, and it takes ten and a half months to post a Weibo, whether it's an advertisement or a progress report, and there is nothing wrong with it.But black and white don't care, hating you is hating you.So the black spot this time is... Although he is a great master, the data of "Laughing" is too damn good, it must be brushed.

Xu Yanting was chattering in the forum of Qingshu.com, oh no, fighting against the heroes...

Well there are no heroes.

But Song Xiang looked on in amazement, and Xu Yanting expressed his views well-founded with the logic of a science student and the writing style of a liberal arts student.

Usually he doesn't talk nonsense, but he is very effective online.

That's right, Mensao is like that.Song Xiang recalled the previous "what a da" and couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart.

"Okay, it would be a waste to talk so much to them." Song Chang sat down on the sofa, patted the seat next to him, and said in a soft voice, "Tell me to brother."

"Wait, I'll adjust the data and come back." He replied without raising his head, in a serious and unmoved tone.

"..." Should he be serious or not interested... Song Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth, and once again felt that Xu Yanting, a little bitch, definitely liked Daxia Longque more than Song Xiang.

This kind of rival in love is my own sour feeling...

After Xu Yanting called up the data po to go to the forum, and once again concluded his speech sonorously and forcefully, he turned around and saw Song Xiangzheng looking at him with resentment.

"What's wrong?" Confused tone.

Seeing his unconscious and stupid face, Song Xiang felt that he might be jealous of himself like this, no, he was even stupider than him at all, so he couldn't help but sighed helplessly, and finally shook his head and said, "You won't be Have you been here for an afternoon of theory?"

"...I didn't pay attention." Xu Yanting was stunned for a moment, looked at the time, and said, "It seems to be."

Song Xiang felt that he was doomed, and Xu Yanting was obviously stupid, but he actually thought he was so cute, even his coffin face paralyzed and murderous, he could look a little dumbfounded and dig out some cuteness.

This must be true love... right?

Well, it could be blind.

In the evening, the two dead houses had dinner at the hotel, turned a blind eye to the various facilities set up by the super five-star hotel, and went back to their rooms directly.

Xu Yanting stared at Song Xiang sitting in front of the notebook and typing, silently calculating the possibility of Xu Yanting deceiving his feelings in order to update.

Not long after, Song Xiang said, "Can you stop staring at brother? I can't even write a fart."

You must know that Xu Yanting was watching him closely the whole time, his face was paralyzed by ice, but his eyes were full of tangible heat, Song Xiang's old face was almost red from seeing him, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

But Xu Yanting heard the words, thought for a while and actually suggested seriously, "Then stop writing, and go to the hot spring?"

……

Song Xiang's brain summoned his jubilant nosebleed after five seconds of association and memory.

Song Xiang felt that even if his old face was thicker than a city wall, he couldn't hold it at this moment.

Xu Yanting raised his head with a tissue to stop his nosebleed familiarly, then calmly said, "So it was really because of me that day."

Song Xiang found out that he might have no face.Then he counterattacked suddenly: "Wait, so you were sexing/seducing brother that day?"

"You put on the wrong bathrobe first." Xu Yanting reminded.

Oh, that seems to be the case.But Song Xiang looked at Xu Yanting's face that was still paralyzed and frozen, and always felt that something was wrong.

In the end, in order to avoid the embarrassing scene of Song Qu washing the hot spring with blood after seeing someone naked, the two leaned on the bed and watched a movie together.

It's a romance film with a good atmosphere and beautiful pictures, but Song Xiang wasn't watching the specific plot.He only knew that when the hero and heroine held hands, they also held hands, and when the hero and heroine embraced, they also hugged each other, and they kissed before the hero and heroine kissed...

Finally, there is no sex scene in this film.

However, due to the foreshadowing of the previous three steps and the particularity of the location where the two of them are located, the two of them successfully upgraded to a mutual baby.

Considering that the problem of attacking and receiving has not yet been resolved by consensus between the two, and that Song Xiang will act aggressively in front of 500 people tomorrow, it is not suitable to be too tired, so let's wash up and sleep first.

The next day, the two got up refreshed, finished their breakfast leisurely, put on masks and set off.

It was just splitting up, Song Xiang followed the author's team, and Xu Yanting went alone.

When Xu Yanting arrived, the reader team had already arrived. He took the admission ticket and sat in his seat. The seat on the left was empty, and a girl sat on the right, who looked like a college student.

Seeing his eyes brighten up, the girl shot him up and down like an X-ray, and finally concluded: "You must be the very important person of Sword God."

Xu Yanting was sending Song Xiang a text message asking where he was, but he shook his head and said, "I'm not."

This is a plan that both of them agreed to, and they will deny it to death.If you recognize it, you will ask about the relationship, which is too troublesome.

Xu Yanting felt that it was not good for Song Xiang's career. Although same-sex marriage became legal in 2105, there are still many people who cannot accept homosexuality, and most of them are men. Song Xiang wrote male-oriented novels, especially easily influenced.Song Xiang felt that he didn't even intend to expose his face and real name, so how could he expose his wife first?What if you are harassed?What if the corner is pried off?Absolutely not!

The girl has an expression that you don't need to explain: "The seat on your left is an uncle. He and his wife are in the Aluo group in front of the cat. The three of us are in the Dao Shen group. It can only be you. .”

Before Xu Yanting could speak, she wentssiping again: "What is the relationship between you and the Sword God?"

Taking advantage of his height, Xu Yanting sat on the seat and swept the field to see where Song Xiang was, and said solemnly and honestly, "I'm not."

No matter what the girl said next, Xu Yanting always said three words, "I'm not".It was probably because he was too determined and calm. In the end, the girl really believed it. She began to wonder if the uncle who had a wife in the Aluo group who was a cat really went to find his wife. Qiao and his wife were so lucky to get admission tickets.Thinking about it this way, it makes more and more sense.

At this time, Xu Yanting received Song Xiang's reply: "I haven't come out yet, I'm asking for signatures and being asked for signatures."

The girl was unilaterally analyzing him with serious nonsense, she glanced unconsciously, and scanned to the column of contacts: Wang Wang.

She suddenly felt that the cool guy in front of her was a little cute, and immediately felt that his face under the mask must be unbelievably handsome.

She analyzed again and thought, if he is so handsome, he must be gay.