can i love you

It's so messy, a cup of coffee has lost its heat in my hand.Deng Feng drew a circle inside with a small spoon, and quickly rotated, fused, rotated, and fused on the surface of the white coffee with a little bit of wheat... It was hopeless, Deng Feng sighed, and "Uncle Qiao" was printed on the screen of the phone , still in the editing state, I suddenly wondered what Uncle Qiao was doing now?How is Ding Ding?Do you need help?It's just that I wrote and deleted the text message, deleted and wrote it again, and didn't have a clue.

Thinking of Uncle Qiao's anxious demeanor, I was really envious of Tintin, who had such a superb father who guarded him affectionately.In fact, Deng Feng also knew that Ding Ding was Maoqun's hard-won son, so he cherished and loved him even more. It's just that he was lost in his secret love, and any warmth that conformed to common sense was a bit provocative in his eyes.Deng Feng suddenly realized that he was so evil, and his obscenity was shameless, and he felt that he had insulted Uncle Qiao, who was called a man.

Forget it, send it.

"Uncle Qiao, are you resting? How's Ding Ding?" With a small movement of the thumb, the text message that had been entangled for a long time disappeared on the phone screen.The atmosphere was weird, at least in Deng Feng's opinion.In the final analysis, there is also a ghost in the heart.I'm afraid that Uncle Qiao will notice his strangeness, as if a text message can reveal Deng Feng's Electra plot.

Being twitchy has never been Deng Feng's style, he just put it into his feelings, he is like a docile young girl obsessively looking for the Prince Charming in his heart, he can't help being a bit delicate and artificial, and he feels disgusted.Shaking his head, he drank the coffee in his hand in one gulp.

Caught off guard, he squirted out in one gulp.Deng Feng couldn't laugh or cry, the bitterness of the coffee meant that he hadn't added any sugar, and his poor brain was eroded by all kinds of emotions and desires and turned blank.When I was about to express a message, the phone displayed a message, and the puppy icon on the inbox was mischievously looming...

When he opened the text message, a smiling face appeared in front of his eyes. Deng Feng wanted to laugh immediately. Uncle Qiao is really cute.I don’t know why even for a man like Mao Qun who exudes a mature atmosphere, Deng Feng still uses cute, an adjective that doesn’t match the character at all. Maybe every time he thinks like this, there is a deeper love, At least now, Deng Feng's affectionate brain has been conquered again.The advantage of masturbation is that it gives comfort to one's own consciousness that cannot exist in real life.While satisfying the psychology, it also cleverly avoids the weakness of human nature, so as not to do things that destroy one's own character.It is also with such a rich imagination that Deng Feng can overcome lust and entertain himself time and time again.

"Hey, it's not long since I got home! Tintin's fever has subsided, and I'm sleeping soundly, thank you for your concern." Hey, Deng Feng always used onomatopoeic words of haha ​​or haha, and he suddenly said hehe—how cool.It's over, it's over, it's crazy, even this kind of thinking can be imagined, Deng Feng raised his mouth and scratched his head.Considering that it's already almost 11 o'clock, I'm too embarrassed to stop talking.I can only reply with innocuous words such as going to bed early.

Just at this time, heavy footsteps sounded, boom... boom