He Shu Twilight [Entertainment]

When He Shu got home, he opened the door, and according to his past habits, he was not in a hurry to turn on the lights, but first put the materials he brought back on the high table next to the sofa.Immediately afterwards, the whole person was held down by the person who appeared behind, and his throat was held by the hand that came up, a familiar voice with a hint of laughter: "Hey, robbery, hand over all the valuables on your body!"

The man walked around from the back to the front, turned on the light with one hand, and the living room was lit up, while the fingers of the other hand were still holding the other's fragile neck, frowning, "What are you still doing? Why don't you take it!" By the way I also sighed in my heart that the victim, Mr. He, has very good skin. ,

He Shu lowered his eyes, he is still wearing glasses at the moment, his slender and thick eyelashes and delicate eyebrows seem to be painted on, he really looks like those gentle scholars who do not touch the spring water with their fingers and have no strength to restrain a chicken, in short, they are half-resisting I don't have any strength, so I guess I can only say "Zhihu Zhe Ye" when I am in a hurry.

He obediently took out his wallet and mobile phone and handed them out. Mr. He, the robber, took them and put them in his pocket, "I think your watch is not bad, take it off."

He Shu began to take off the watch slowly again. He was not in a hurry, his expression was normal, and he could smooth out a small wrinkle on the suit by the way, and even put the watch into the other party's coat pocket obediently.

It's a pity, it's just too calm and too cooperative. People who rob like this have no fun and no sense of accomplishment. It's like a fight that hasn't touched the skin yet. He told the family that you won, how boring it is.

As a result, Mr. Robber's tone became even worse, and his expression was even worse, as if he had been squatting on the side of the road for 800 years before someone passed by. He just shouted "I opened this mountain, I carried this tree", and the man threw away As if the next dollar turned around and left—"That's all, it's too little. What else?"

He Shu spread his hands to clarify his innocence, and his tone was a little... well, strangely helpless. "That's all, nothing more."

"Tsk," Mr. Robber was obviously dissatisfied with this, his eyes scanned the person in front of him up and down, his eyes stopped on the other person's lips, and the hand that was holding the other person's neck suddenly relaxed and began to change. Because of the suggestive caress, his tone also slowed down, "Really not? I think you look pretty good, so... you can only rob your eyes."

He Shu thought that he should cooperate, so he raised his hand to hold his wrist, and moved closer, "Okay." He said, then hugged He Twilight's waist and kissed him, easily poking in. Between the lips and teeth, he began to attack the city, between a deep kiss, He Muguang finally had a chance to make a sound, and said with a little panting: "Wrong...why, why didn't you follow the plot...yes, it was my robbery." Your color..."

"Same." He Shu said two words succinctly, and then swallowed what He Twilight wanted to say next, leaving only small sobs coming from the intersection of the lips, which became more ambiguous and intimate.The kiss fell down on the neck, making He Muguang lean back even though he was hugged around the waist, leaning his back against the edge of the high table.His lips were free, and he was finally able to speak, "He Shu, have you ever seen a robber who robs you and ends up being robbed?"

"I'm being robbed by you right now, what's wrong?"

He Muguang disagreed with this sentence in his heart, but he really couldn't separate his thoughts and mind to further think about what to refute. One hand poked in from the back of his clothes, and pressed inch by inch along his spine. After a while, his waist softened.

"He Shu, you..." His voice became a little more sticky, and he couldn't stop panting.The corners of his eyes were red and stained with water, his coat fell to the ground, and the clothes were untied. He Muguang's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand, and then he was hugged onto the table.

"Hey, my Mr. Robber." He Shu said this, blocking all his voices again...

When He Muguang woke up from the bed in the bedroom the next day, he felt very lucky. At least after the two of them tossed and played all kinds of tricks in the living room, Mr. He Shu, who was so smart, knew how to get him on the bed. As for sleeping on a hard table or a small sofa or on the cold floor, the following short and excessive nights.

He moved a bit, and found that he really had old arms and legs, or that the location was not correct. In short, his whole body hurts now, which was more unbearable than losing Wia for a few days.

He Shu is not in the room, this alone is enough to make He Twilight, who has been obsessed with many novels and experienced the wonders of the world in various pictures in the fan circle, come up with countless goofy novels in his brain - what happened after he lost his body overnight? Frustrated, but the people around him have long since disappeared, so why have he lost his affection for so many years, he only has a little bit of affection for him... In short, it is all a foolish plot in which those who hear it cry and those who see it are sad.

Thinking of this, He Muguang suddenly realized that although his thick skin has no limit, he and Lu Shizhi Zhongsheng can even watch the ghosts and beasts of the three of them, but he plays too much with his own face calling his name Ji Kai speaks full of shameful lines without any pressure, but he has never seen the kind of fanfare between him and He Shu.This is probably because after reading countless people, he feels that those postures are not as good as his own. How is it that no one has clearer self-confidence than him?

The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, if the number of words could be combined into real words, it would be possible for an author who had been absent for many years to quickly finish adding [-] extra articles, or to complete a profound academic thesis of a Ph. "The person finally appeared at the door, holding a plate of contraceptive pills... no, it was a bowl of porridge.

When He Muguang spoke, his voice was too hoarse, even he himself blushed when he heard it, and after adapting, he said: "He Shu, next time you do this again, I will really be dumb."

He Shu sat by the bed and fed him porridge, "I remember you were the one who didn't let me sleep at the end last night."

He Muguang took a sip, the white porridge was fragrant and smooth, with a faint aroma.However, he didn't have the consciousness of eating other people's short mouth, so he complained, "how many times you are like this, you have a cause and an effect, okay? The reason is all because of you! You didn't follow my script, and you have a good time." What happened to the robbery in the end? You still forced me to call you brother, what? Are you planning to come to a German orthopedics to play some kind of forbidden love?"

"Okay, okay," He Shu followed him, "It's all my fault." Xiaobie reunited, and it was at his own home again, the two of them really got out of hand yesterday and had too much trouble.

"But it sounds nice when you call me brother." The corners of his eyes were radiant, and there seemed to be tears in them, his cheeks and skin were pink, and his expression was immersed in sex and blurred.It is indeed beautiful, and very touching.

"Hehe." He Muguang rolled his eyes while chewing the porridge, and said, "My love brother, I want to eat something delicious for lunch today."

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon now."

"..." No wonder he was so hungry.He Muguang groaned, "I don't care, I want to eat something delicious." He hasn't eaten since noon yesterday.

He Shu fed him porridge and said vaguely, "Well, I'll feed you tonight."

"...What kind of rascal are you playing?" Who did you learn this from? This rascal's appearance still speaks yellow accents!

"Hey, drink the porridge first. I bought fish. When you called two days ago, didn't you say you wanted steamed sea bass?"

"I don't want to eat it now, I want spicy food!"

"Can't eat spicy food!"

"Why?" As soon as He Muguang asked this, he felt that the place He Shu's eyes were looking at was not right, and once again frowned, "He Shu, you are going too far now!"

"Well, my fault, good boy, just eat the steamed ones."

"&%*￡..."

During dinner, He Muguang got up from the bed and walked out wearing He Shu's clothes. He felt that he could no longer look directly at the high table and sofa in the living room. Fortunately, they still looked quite clean now, and He Shu should have made them clean up.

In the end, the sea bass did not escape. It was originally steamed with green onion and ginger, and it was pitiful that the whole fish had not tasted a trace of spiciness after death.He Muguang picked up a piece of fish and ate it, "Mr. He, you are about to leave me to go to the other half of the earth. You have to run for a while to make a phone call, and you will be exhausted even if you walk there in a dream. Do you have any thoughts?"

He Shu scooped up a bowl of soup for him, with a cold and tender tone, "I want to put you in my pocket and take you there."

He Muguang also joked, "Then that dress of yours is no good, it can't fit me in, how about this, you kiss me, I feel wronged to make myself smaller. Which size do you think is suitable?"

He Shu looked up at him, "Can the one that fits into my heart change?"

"Yes," Mr. He Twilight is still very confident about this, he said frankly, "It's all in your heart." Then he had an idea, "Oh, tell me, can the two of us publish a book? Books, similar to the collection of love stories, it would be a waste to apply these words to each other, serving the public is a good socialist boy.”

He Shu disagreed, "I guess other people don't need these things. If you need to refer to it when you express your feelings, then you really don't have much feelings."

He Twilight asked again, "Then don't you follow the formulas and theorems every step of your mathematics? I haven't seen your enthusiasm for it any less."

"Mathematics is science, but emotions are not. When I study mathematics, I feel the brilliance of reason, but facing you, I can only let my sensibility dominate everything."

"So you mean," He Twilight began to seriously misinterpret the other party's words, "When you're with me, you don't have a brain?" It's like going to him to have fun and relax when you use your brain too much?

He Shu: "..." He didn't think so at first, but now he does.

I heard that we lived in the future