The whole street knows you're contracted by me

Zhong Tao was woken up by the alarm clock the next day.

He rubbed his eyes, feeling as if his body was being squeezed by something, which made it difficult for him to control his body, and his whole body hurt as if being crushed by something. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bird lying on his waist. The big wheat-colored hands with well-defined joints, and a small-leaf red sandalwood Buddha bead wrapped around the powerful wrist, looked familiar, and suddenly became sober.

He turned around hastily in fright, and suddenly saw Liang Rongchi, naked, sleeping soundly in his arms. He noticed Zhong Tao's movements, and with a low moan, he buried his head in Zhong Tao's chest, sleeping soundly. It's even sweeter.

The smell of tobacco on Liang Rong's body was not as strong as before. His hair curled up and made Zhong Tao's chin itch. With a slight movement of his, Liang Rong would hug him tighter and tighter. Their bodies were tightly attached. Zhong Tao could clearly feel the ups and downs of his breathing and chest, and his well-defined eight-pack abs, plus that obviously superior masculine symbol, all of which made Zhong Tao feel nervous and embarrassed.

Liang Rong's breath hit his chest hotly, Zhong Tao's heart softened when he saw his defenseless sleeping face, after all he waited for him to fall asleep again before getting up.

Liang Rong just moved his body but didn't open his eyes. The quilt was kicked aside. Zhong Tao got out of bed and accidentally saw Liang Rong's beautiful back curve. He quickly turned his eyes away, as if he had done something wrong.

When Zhong Tao was making breakfast, he was a little absent-minded. He didn't understand what Liang Rong meant. He admitted that he felt happy to know Liang Rong. Liang Rong was the second person besides Qiu Ying who knew his sexuality. People, Zhong Tao thought about it, and suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Speaking of which, when Liang Rong didn't know his sexual orientation before, he always talked to him on the road, but after knowing his sexual orientation, his actions became bolder, and he even stayed overnight last night, sleeping Sometimes he squeezed against him intentionally or unintentionally, and even hugged him in an intimate sleeping position. Zhong Tao thought, Liang Rong is not playing with himself, is he? ?

Homosexuality is an underappreciated group. Even in today's society, Zhong Tao doesn't care if he is underappreciated. He can't make people all over the world agree with him.

But, what if Liang Rong thinks that this homosexual is a bit strange and is playing with him?

Compared to the troubled Zhong Tao over there, Liang Rong didn't notice it, lying on the bed, buried his head in Zhong Tao's pillow, took a deep breath, and fell asleep again contentedly.

In fact, not long after Zhong Tao woke up, Liang Rong also woke up. He was a little reluctant to bed, and Zhong Tao was lying beside him, so he couldn't calm down, thinking about his body, he still deserves to die There was a reaction, afraid of frightening Zhong Tao, and it was almost dawn before falling asleep.

Zhong Tao had a nice smell, and the smell disappeared when he woke up. When Liang Rong heard the sound of closing the door, he knew that Zhong Tao had gone to work, so he slowly picked up his phone and called Duan Chengyu. Telephone.

The other party's voice was extremely hoarse, accompanied by the sound of gasping. Liang Rong knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. Just as he was about to teach him a lesson, he felt something was wrong. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Duan Chengyu still liked Meng Xiao. It's just that he refused to admit it with his mouth, and in the end he just gave a few simple instructions, put on his clothes casually, and got up.

In Liang Rong's eyes, the house was a little small. As long as he straightened up a little, his head would touch the top of the door. He saw some millet porridge on the counter, chuckled, and ran to the bathroom to wash up, but found that there was no extra toothbrush. Disgusted, he picked up Zhong Tao's and began to wash.

Liang Rong came out and drank the millet porridge in one gulp. Liang Rong usually sleeps until the sun rises and has no habit of eating breakfast. At this time, the millet porridge still has a little residual temperature, which flows into the stomach and feels warm. He licked it. Licking the corners of his mouth, there was some aftertaste.

The neighbors were a little noisy, and the sound was transmitted here. He frowned slightly, rubbed his temples, turned around and went back to the room again.

The decoration of the room was also very simple. Liang Rong noticed that there were two thick constitutions on the table, and he took them over in a funny way. There was a notebook next to him, which looked a bit old-fashioned. He flipped through the books. There was a long list of notes, and I felt a headache and wanted to put it back. Suddenly, a corner of the inner page of the book appeared. Liang Rong thought it was a bookmark and pulled it out.

His complexion darkened, and his eyes suddenly became deep. This is a photo, a photo of a man. He should be dressed in a school uniform, and his face is still a little childish.

Liang Rong's face was terribly frightening. If Duan Chengyu was here, he wouldn't be able to step forward to comfort him. Liang Rong took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette. Only then did Liang Rong, who was addicted to nicotine, managed to calm down.

Who is this man?The photo has turned yellow, why does Tao Zi still keep his photo?What is their relationship?Even if you keep it, why do you have to put it in the book?Whenever Liang Rong thinks that Zhong Tao might take out the photo from time to time to see what kind of expression he still has on his face, he can't wait to tear the person in the photo to pieces and blow his bones to ashes.