On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Wait a moment………

Wait a moment……………

Something suddenly became clear in An Chengfeng's mind.

biker...

The male god in white...

The boy in front of him who was almost caught in the unspoken rules just now...

What the hell!

Are they the same person?!?!

An Chengfeng: "..." It means that he has suffered a huge blow in his heart.

He dare not forget that when he injured his ankle, he was hugged by this male princess who is suspected of being a male god... the princess hugged him... the Lord hugged him... hugged him... Already...

Turning around stiffly, An Chengfeng showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "You you you... hello, please... what can I do?"

Sitting on the seat, Jiang Mo stroked his chin thoughtfully, stared at An Chengfeng's face, and asked quietly, "Did we meet somewhere?"

"Should... probably not, I don't seem to have seen you before." Naturally, he said this with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows: "You seem nervous?"

An Cheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat!Immediately, he waved his hands and shook his head in denial: "No, no, ha...haha, how could you be nervous? I'm not nervous. I'm not nervous. I'm not nervous at all."

If it is said that there were still some doubts about the work before, then after listening to the boy in the seat say these few words, An Chengfeng can almost 90.00% [-] N-th power infinite loop affirmation— —This boy, his fucking god is definitely Jiang Mo in white, his own male god! ! !

At this moment, his heart was flustered, agitated, and at a loss, afraid that the male god would recognize him as a woman with a sharp eye, and wouldn't he be exposed? !

Jiang Mo frowned, staring at An Chengfeng's face, which coincided with the face smiling at the live broadcast camera in his mind, his eyes became sharper.

An Chengfeng: "..." Male God, don't look at me like this...I'm afraid...

The smirk on his face twitched unnaturally, and An Chengfeng dragged his almost second-degree disabled foot into the toilet.

In the cubicle, An Chengfeng was sitting on the toilet, his heart was beating like thunder, biting his fingernails and thinking about the series of bad things that happened in the past two days.

Ok………

Last evening, the male god bumped into himself, and then got into the car with a woman's clothes in his arms and sent him home; last night, the male god broadcast live, added his own QQ, only thought that he was a rather crude game anchor—Ann When I had to ride the wind and waves; just now, the male god saw him and said he looked familiar, but in fact he became suspicious because he and "An An" "look too much alike"...

That is to say, in fact, he is not sure of his identity, and he is also not sure of his relationship with "An An"?

After figuring out the relationship among them, An Chengfeng let out a long breath.

So, if I beat him to death and refused to admit it, the male god has no evidence to prove that he has gone out in women's clothing, right?

Thinking of this, he confidently took out a little angel (sanitary napkin) from his butt pocket. After tossing, he rolled up the old one and threw it into the toilet. He flushed the toilet several times to make sure nothing happened. After the blockage incident, I left the cubicle and prepared to wash my hands outside.

Who knew that as soon as he opened the door, he met a pair of deep eyes, looking straight at him.

An Chengfeng: "..." I... Fuck!