be the first to suffer

"I heard that you are about to have a stepfather? The other party also has a son who is about your age, named Shi Rui?"

"I don't know." It's true which pot can't be turned on and which pot to lift. Jian Shaoyang doesn't want to talk about it, and his heart is very dry, so it's not pleasing to see Fang Yuan with his legs close together and leaning to one side, with his orchid fingers raised and constantly nibbling melon seeds. : "True gossip, I said can you take off your glasses?"

"No, I took off my glasses, I was afraid that my blurred eyes and affectionate brows would be overlooked by others, so I fell in love with me irresistibly."

"Look at a dick, take it off at my house, and don't wear it when you go out." Jian Shaoyang supported his amount, "Don't let me beat you, but there is no degree, pretend to be forced."

"Oh." Fang Yuan obediently took off his glasses, and continued to crack sunflower seeds with his orchid fingers.

"Put your orchid fingers down and spread your legs like a man, okay?"

Seeing it was really shocking, the girls chirped.

Fang Yuan hurriedly covered his crotch with his hands: "It's disgusting, why did you let people open their legs! Shaoyang, you have turned bad."

Jian Shaoyang retched and ignored him.

In front of others, Fang Yuan, this kid is like five people and six, and he often carries a few world famous books with him, which is not too heavy.

He defines himself as a shy academic bully who blushes every time he says a word, and pretends to be knowledgeable and pushes the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose from time to time.

It's so cool to pretend.

But in front of Jian Shaoyang, he was just a runaway horse.

Jian Shaoyang has no morals, and Fang Yuan feels that no matter how suppressed his nature is when he chats with him, he is self-abuse.

Holding a small handful of melon seeds in his hand, Fang Yuan stood up and ran to the bedside to look at Jian Shaoyang, "Why are you so obsessed with looking at your phone."

"Stay away from me." Jian Shaoyang was checking Weibo.

"Stay away from you? Why, are you afraid of bending?"

"Can it still be contagious?" Jian Shaoyang looked Fang Yuan up and down, "It was possible to bend, but after watching it for a long time, it became the magic needle of Dinghai."

Fang Yuanyuan sneered and didn't care, and sat down on Jian Shaoyang's bed.

The two are good friends who grew up wearing crotch pants together since childhood. Jian Shaoyang regards him as a buddy, and he regards Jian Shaoyang as a sister.

This is called love is stronger than gold.

Jian Shaoyang turned around, put his legs on the table, turned on the camera to see something was wrong, so he took off his trousers and only wore a pair of big pants.

"Fuck, don't you, don't you not bend? Don't mess around, you are not my type! I like fierce!" Jian Shaoyang took off his pants, so frightened that Fang Yuan quickly jumped off the bed.

"It's your ass." Jian Shaoyang ignored him, and focused on finding an angle to put his two straight, slender, big white legs into the frame, "Crack."

Delicious legs.

"Damn it, I thought you'd become a beast when I took off my glasses." Fang Yuan burst into tears looking at Jian Shaoyang's long, white legs, not reconciled, not reconciled.

What is this kid doing with such a bloody pair of legs if he doesn't care about it? Even the hair on his mother's legs is so sparse that it's almost gone. up.

Jian Shaoyang retouched the photo over and over again, but he was still not satisfied, it wasn't long enough, straight enough, or sexy enough.

So I took another picture, with an extremely weird angle, starting from the crotch, revealing a corner of the big flower pants, and then down to the long legs.

Then start to retouch the picture to your satisfaction.

"Sao, but it's a show." Fang Yuan began to touch his thigh as he spoke, "If you don't bend, it's too much for heaven."

"Fuck off." Jian Shaoyang trembled from being touched, "I'm called a flirt."

"You are flirting, you will bend sooner or later."

Jian Shaoyang concentrated on editing Weibo and clicked send.

[Youth is famous for its innocence: post-production has been completed, it will be released on Saturday, with more than 3000 hits, and a photo of abs, [happy] [happy] [yeah]]

Fang Yuan received a reminder, opened Weibo and looked, "Damn, put on the abs photo, Jian Shaoyang, if you don't bend Fang Yuan, I will turn it upside down and let you fuck."

"Bah! I don't want to fuck you."

The two of them have long been used to this kind of joke, and they passed away laughing and laughing.

Before Fang Yuan had time to praise, he heard a message from Jian Shaoyang, "Who, praise so fast."

"Little stone, hey." Jian Shaoyang grinned.

"It's her again."

This [little stone] is Jian Shaoyang's brainless fan. As long as he posts on Weibo, she will definitely be the first to like it, and she will definitely give a reward. Every reward is not too much but not too small, 52 yuan and ten cents.

521.

If Xiao Shitou was a student, he would definitely be offering his life to Jian Shaoyang.

"Do you think this little stone is a pervert?" Fang Yuanli clicked on [Little Stone]'s Weibo, the gender indicated female, and there were not many posts, either retweeting Jian Shaoyang's Weibo or liking Jian Shaoyang.

"Change your size." Jian Shaoyang was busy withdrawing 52 yuan a piece.

"Look at his avatar is a big-breasted loli Two-dimensional girl, which is standard for otaku. I think this little stone may be a wretched otaku who likes you, and also rewards 521 every time. Be careful, otherwise Blacklist him."

"You are sick." Jian Shaoyang posted about four Weibo posts a month, and Xiao Shitou would reward him with 200 yuan a month. This money was enough for Jian Shaoyang to give Wu Xisa three manicures, so Young Master Jian couldn't help but like it more. Little Shitou grabbed Fang Yuanyuan's ear: "You are not allowed to slander my little Shitou!"

Shi Rui was concentrating on playing with his mobile phone in the store, while Fang Zhen was drinking beside him, took a sneak peek, and said in surprise, "Did I read it wrong? Why is your profile picture a big-breasted loli?"

"No." Shi Rui closed the page, "Trumpet."