Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

"Maybe it's because I believe the time is coming."

Ha, ha, letter period?

These words are no less than a bolt from the blue to me, especially now, for this man who has the sequelae of hot searches and is deeply involved in homosexual scandals, ah no, scandals.

In the treasured briefcase of an anonymous netizen, I have fully understood what it is.

Trust period: It is called susceptibility period in modern times, which refers to a physiological cycle of Qianyuan.Qianyuan in the susceptible period will appear but not limited to the following situations: restlessness, loss of control of pheromones, hostility or even attack towards others, and desire for Kunze at the same time.

Although I am not Kunze, I am the only person he knows here, and we will continue to share the same room, so I have reason to worry about my personal safety.

He seemed to see through my thoughts, "Brother Meng, you don't have to worry about me, your world is all moderate, and my symptoms will be relieved a lot."

I made the sign of the cross on my chest, "I hope so."

Don’t ask me how I converted to Christianity, it’s just cyber superstition, and you can believe whatever you like.

A day passed quickly, and I lent He Shi my old mobile phone that I didn't use, so that he could enlighten himself.At the same time, I also moved the large account of Weibo to the old mobile phone. I usually use the small account of the new mobile phone for surfing. My mother no longer has to worry about my hand slipping.

In fact, the old mobile phone was originally given to my mother. She likes to dress herself up, but she doesn't have high requirements for electronic products. She likes to pick up my leftovers.

In just a few days, He Shi has already received the same treatment as my mother, so he should be grateful to me.

There is no news about Sister Ling and the public relations. They don't say anything. I don't dare to explain myself. I can only start work with gossip and gossip.

Being mentally prepared, I walked into the set with a calm face but a nervous heart. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, but they didn't pay much attention to me.

The moment I breathed a sigh of relief, an actor from the same group came, and the burning gossip in his eyes made me swallow the breath back, and suddenly felt a little bloated.

"Hey, Brother Meng." This man is called Fang Zhe, and he is a scumbag, but he has a solid family background, and he only pursues his dreams in the show business circle, not looking for money.

"what?"

"Hey, don't you know what you're asking?" He held a cup of coffee and stuffed it into my hand, cold, "Are you in love?"

"No." I stared into his eyes and paused every word, "Don't spread rumors."

"Friends in sex? Is it... the one who will accompany you to film in a hotel, and change the venue?"

I think his words should be said with contempt, but he has "wild baby" written all over his face. I have no choice but to deny it again.

He was also very stubborn, and decided that I was embarrassed to say, "The video of you two was shot in a hotel, wine, shop, what an ambiguous place~"

"Don't talk about it like shooting a short video, ordinary friends, don't believe it."

He got bored and was about to leave when my phone rang, and I checked the caller ID: long-haired man.

Last night I taught He Shi to make a phone call. At that time, I was still in the aftermath of the hot search, so I directly changed his note to long-haired man.

What a waste, Fang Zhe was still beside him, and he saw it.

His current expression is obviously suspicious, as if in my contacts, there are still countless short-haired men, curly-haired men, tin foil ironed men...

In order to prove my innocence, I pressed the connect button, and I knew whether it was a buddy or a brother, as soon as I heard it.

"Hey, He Shi, what's the matter?"

"Brother Meng, is it really you?"

It's over, although I know that He Shi's words mean something similar, this thing can really make a phone call, and I can actually hear your voice, it's amazing.

But in Fang Zhe's ears, I must have been the one who gave up all the time. He Shi tried all kinds of twists and turns to find my number. After finally dialing the number, he was pleasantly surprised and said, "It's really you."

"Ah... Otherwise, who could it be? Of course it's your good brother." I bit the words "good brother" hard.

"Well, Brother Meng, I..."

He always speaks crisply, but today he hesitates, I find it strange, and remembering what he said about the letter period, I feel a little worried.

"Are you all right? Do you have a fever? If it's uncomfortable, will taking antipyretics help?"

"I don't have a fever, it's just... some discomfort in my tailbone."

The tailbone hurts, ha, ha, ha.

It's not the letter date, it must have fallen in the lobby yesterday, but Fang Zhe doesn't believe it, I can't even look at Fang Zhe's eyes now, he definitely thinks that we are indescribable yesterday.

He Shi, He Shi, my fame in the first life is about to be ruined in your hands, how about turning the fortune around?

"He Shi, I fell in pain in the lobby yesterday, because of this, right?" I mustered up the courage to look directly at Fang Zhe and let him hear the truth of the matter.

"Probably so."

What is probably!What is it?He Shi usually never speaks ambiguously, what's the matter today, has he changed his sex because it's almost the letter date?Where is my ruthless general?Who is this shy little daughter-in-law?

There are too many mistakes, I don't want to continue this call, "He Shi, let's not talk, you can lie down and rest, I will ask Xiao Yang to buy some medicine for you and send it over, and I will bring you bone soup after work, hang up!"

I turned the phone aside, and said in a somewhat vain voice, "Fang, we are friends, do you trust me?"

"Understood, I understand." Fang Zhe smiled wretchedly, "Senior Li and Senior Zhang also said that they were good friends before announcing their marriage news."

I want to quibble for a while, but the staff has already come to urge us to change the scene, Fang Zhe's heart of gossip is satisfied, and he left in a cool way, netizens should be knocked out, the generation of the generation, it's great, only the world where I was hurt Achieved.

I was afraid that Fang Zhe would gossip everywhere, so I sent Sister Ling a wechat message while changing the scene, asking her how the public relations plan was going this time. Unfortunately, my company is inefficient and addicted, and I am not a top artist. Didn't even wait for a reply.

It was not too late to finish work that day, and it was only after nine o'clock when I arrived at the hotel. I gave He Shi bone soup as a supper, and he said he was much better, so he got up in the morning and felt sore for a while.

"I haven't hugged yet today, let's hug one."

I walked over and reached out to him, but he hesitated and said, "Brother Meng, what if hugging doesn't restore my memory?"

"Huh? Impossible, it worked quite well the first few times, didn't it?"

He opened his mouth and closed it again and again, and finally said nothing. He sat on the bed and embraced me, "Well, then hug me."

From this angle, I can see his glands clearly, round and round, pinker than the first time I saw him, quite cute.

Now I know that I can't touch it here, but I have a hand, looking at his slightly swollen nape, I always feel like a piece of strawberry pudding, I have the urge to poke it with my hand, and even have the urge to bite it.

I asked him: "He Shi, can I touch your gland? Just poke it, there is no unnecessary movement."

He suddenly tightened his embrace, and a scent enveloped his body, he said: "Zhiyi, don't make trouble."

It is undeniable that he was very provocative when he said these four words, but the state and tone of his speech were abnormal. I know that he is still immersed in the memory and recollection, and no matter how provocative he said, he was not speaking to me.

"What's wrong with you BaN?" he asked me.

I just said that we have a spiritual friendship, and we can always be keenly aware of each other's emotional changes. Sometimes I really doubt whether he is my grandpa in parallel time and space.

Otherwise, apart from blood relationship, what else can explain this connection.

I smiled, "It's okay."

It's not my style to be sad about the spring and autumn. It's probably because I read too much double literature, so it's urgent to find abo cookies txt.

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Meng Jianjun: It is urgent to find the abo cookie txt.

He Shi: We.