The bright moon goes up to the tall building

Fang Mingyue's heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, and she couldn't get up or down.

Shen Gaolou didn't say anything explicit, but it seemed like he said a thousand words.

He clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help but search for Qingxiu's information on the Internet.

He originally thought that this kind of behavior was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, but it was not the case. Qingxiu is a well-known photographer, and has a record of winning awards both at home and abroad.

Fang Mingyue flipped through all his works, but the more she read them, the more disgusted she became.

Are they beautiful?Undoubtedly yes.

But every one of them nakedly reveals the desire related to sex, whether it is the performance of the models or the color tone, they all explain this point.

Fang Mingyue even had some evil thoughts. He thought that some photos might have been taken on the bed.

He also felt that it was malicious and nasty for him to think so, but there were a few photos that really looked like they were taken after the fact. The state of the model in it was exactly the same as Shen Gaolou's expression when he was in orgasm.

Thinking of this, Fang Mingyue felt even more depressed. He quit the webpage, leaned on the back of the chair with folded arms, and forced himself to get rid of these random thoughts.

But the more he stopped, the more he couldn't control his thoughts. All he could think about was: Has Shen Gaolou ever taken such a photo?How did they communicate in order to achieve that effect?

What makes Fang Mingyue most sad is that they have so many similarities, whether it is the outspokenness of sex or the understanding of desire, they are very similar.

It was precisely because they had no scruples that Fang Mingyue couldn't imagine what they had done.

In this way, with countless questions and depression, he spent the whole afternoon in a daze.

At night, when he was lying on the sofa with his arms around Loulou, staring at the ceiling in a daze, Shen Gaolou called.

After picking it up, the two of them did not speak in a tacit understanding. In the end, Fang Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore and spoke first, breaking the silence: "What's the matter?"

"Did you enjoy going to the amusement park today?"

"Not bad, basically every item has been scheduled."

"Who did you play with?"

"Tang Ji, Sun Jiayi, and a boy they met when they were playing," Fang Mingyue said.

"Just played two games, are you familiar enough to go to the amusement park together?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Shen Gaolou's words seem to hide a little blame and a bit of yin and yang.

Fang Mingyue let out an "uh" before saying, "Are you questioning me or just a normal inquiry?"

"Why should I question you? Does it have anything to do with me who you hang out with?" Shen Gaolou said coldly, "I called to inform you that the camping has been cancelled, and some friends are temporarily busy."

Fang Mingyue only had time to say "hmm" before hanging up the phone.

Looking at the blacked out screen, he couldn't help but let out a breath. For some reason, Shen Gaolou today is full of oppressive feeling, making people almost out of breath.

Fang Mingyue left Lou Lou on the sofa, went back to the bedroom by herself, and fell asleep.

But even if he tossed and turned for an hour, he couldn't fall asleep.

In the end, he was really uncomfortable lying down, so he just sat up from the bed and started playing games.

He didn't try to fall asleep again until his eyelids drooped from sleepiness.

But just as he found a sense of sleep, the mobile phone next to his pillow rang, and the sleepy man flew away instantly in shock.

Fang Mingyue was so angry that she picked up the phone without even looking at it, and picked up the phone. Just as he was about to curse, Shen Gaolou's voice came from the other end: "I'm leaving get off work soon, come pick me up .”

"Ah? Oh," Fang Mingyue sat up, "I'll be there right away."

Fang Mingyue hung up the phone, picked up the clothes she put aside, and put on a smile unconsciously on her lips.

He thought he was crazy, but in his mind, a crazier idea was slowly taking shape, that is, if he could go back in time, knowing all this, he would still choose to throw that javelin.

This was the question he thought about when he realized that Shen Gaolou and Qing Xiu might have an unclear relationship, but no matter how many times he thought about it, the javelin in his hand flew out.

What kind of feeling is this?Fang Mingyue kept thinking about this question on the way to the bar by electric scooter.

When he came to the bar, the bar was closed, and Shen Gaolou stood impatiently at the door, seeing him, the impatience on the man's face turned into displeasure.

Fang Mingyue handed the helmet to Shen Gaolou who came over, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Your family," Shen Gaolou pushed the helmet back, "I don't wear things that others have worn."

"Did you not go well today?" Fang Mingyue asked cautiously.

"Do you think there is a good time for me?" Shen Gaolou sat on the back seat and grabbed the clothes around his waist, "Let's go."

Fang Mingyue looked down at his hand, said nothing, and started the electric car.

Along the way, he was trying to find a topic, but no matter what he said, he would be choked back without exception.

In the end, he couldn't help being angry. When the two returned home, they ignored each other and went into their own rooms.

He had many dreams, and in every dream there was Shen Gaolou, who obviously lay beside him with a cat in his arms, and turned into a vicious grandma wolf in a blink of an eye, wanting to eat his flesh.

Fang Mingyue struggled twice, but couldn't move at all. Panting heavily, he opened his eyes suddenly when Grandma Shen bit her.

In the darkness, he saw a black figure straddling him, and when he was so frightened that he almost jumped up, he heard a familiar voice: "It's me."

Fang Mingyue exhaled and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He reached out and grabbed Shen Gaolou's waist, trying to hug him off his body.

The man was so heavy that sitting on his stomach almost made him breathless.

At this moment, his hand suddenly felt slippery. Fang Mingyue was stunned, and quickly withdrew her hand, staring at Shen Gaolou: "What time is it?"

"Four o'clock."

"Want?" Fang Mingyue asked.

"Well, I can't sleep because I can't hold back," Shen Gaolou sighed: "The sexual desire is too strong."

"Didn't you do it these days?" Fang Mingyue looked away, not daring to look into Shen Gaolou's eyes.

"Who will you do it with?" Shen Gaolou yawned: "But if you hang around, I will have to find someone else."

Fang Mingyue sat up and compared Shen Gaolou's body with her hands: "Can you go and put on some clothes? I don't even know where I can touch you."

"Touch it as you like, I don't care," Shen Gaolou saw that he still didn't move, grabbed his hand and put it on his waist: "Hurry up, I can sleep after finishing it."

——This time with your mouth