live next door

Mom didn't come home, Yong Xiang opened the door and put the suitcase in, then closed the door and went in with Meng Xiu.

This Mengxiu's home is like his second home, he comes here whenever he doesn't want to stay in his own home.Meng Xiu is often coding, watching TV, or sleeping.Yongxiang either plays with her mobile phone, does her homework, or draws.

Time can promote the development of emotions, and the two of them are like brothers after two years of getting along.

If Yongxiang didn't have any ideas at that time, they might be able to get along like this forever.

Yes, it was Yong Xiang who had the idea first.At that time, Yongxiang was very curious about everything, including sex.

He couldn't say when he had such feelings for Meng Xiu, maybe it was because during this period of time, no one was as kind and ruthless as Meng Xiu was to him, so good that he gave him the keys to the house, and so ruthless that he beat him One punch is enough for him to suffer for a month.

Perhaps it was because Meng Xiu was the one who indirectly pointed him in this direction.

Maybe it's because we've been together for a long time.

Perhaps, Yong Xiang opened the refrigerator door and glanced at Meng Xiu who was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Maybe it was because Meng Xiu said that he was a good wife and mother, and he planted the seeds of this aspect in his heart.

It turns out that there are so many types of people in the world, who can like both men and women, both the same sex and the opposite sex.

As for Yong Xiang, maybe he is used to seeing the opposite sex in the dormitory, and he is very curious about the same sex.He thought about the people around him, only Meng Xiu had never dated a girlfriend, even Yu Qiu had split into two, and Meng Xiu was still calm.

Yong Xiang cooked two dishes and one soup and brought it to the table, took out the rice from the rice cooker, and said loudly while setting the chopsticks: "Brother Yixiu, it's time to eat."

No one responded to him, he turned his head to look, Meng Xiu was lying on the sofa with his mobile phone and fell asleep.

Yongxiang took off Mengxiu's shoes helplessly, and looked up at his legs, waist, neck, and face.

"You stayed up late again last night." Yong Xiang gently took Meng Xiu's cell phone and put it on the table.

When Meng Xiu was awake, he looked quiet like he was plotting in his stomach, but when he fell asleep, he was gone. No matter who fell asleep, he was defenseless.

In fact, as the age grows, every boy will have a girl on the left and a girl on the right to accompany him, right?

Yong Xiang is no exception, the object of his imagination is really Meng Xiu several times.

As a sin, he knew that sometimes someone in their dormitory was thinking of their beautiful young English teacher.

Yong Xiang squatted on the ground and looked at Meng Xiu, and called softly again: "Brother Yixiu?"

He poked Meng Xiu's face with his finger, but Meng Xiu still didn't respond.He looked at Meng Xiu's face, and suddenly he couldn't look away, not because he couldn't look away, but because he didn't want to look away.

He bent down slowly.

What would you do if your goddess and god were unconscious in front of you? (Don't tell me to wake him up with a big slap, the one who slaps him deserves to be single.)

Yong Xiang could feel the softness under his lips, and then he bounced up like an electric shock and ran into the bathroom.

I... Did I really kiss Brother Yixiu?Yong Xiang stood in front of the mirror, am I really... gay?

Perhaps obscenity is really different from reality. As long as you don’t say anything about the former, no one will know, but for the latter, if you do it, you can’t withdraw it.

Yong Xiang stared at the mirror for a while, and when he walked out, Meng Xiu was still sleeping on the sofa, Yong Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, went over and patted Meng Xiu's arm vigorously, and Meng Xiu woke up.

"Brother Yixiu, it's time to eat."

"Huh? Okay? Okay."

Meng Xiu sat up and patted his face, put on his shoes and sat down at the dinner table.Yong Xiang filled the rice: "You haven't washed your hands yet."

"I don't need to eat with my hands."

Yong Xiangsheng didn't hand over the good meal: "Go and wash your hands first."

Meng Xiu grabbed a piece of meat with his chopsticks: "I don't need to grab the head office."

Yong Xiang handed over the rice, and Meng Xiu said, "Your hands are not wet, and you haven't washed your hands either."

Yong Xiang sat down: "I don't need to grab it either."

After eating and washing the dishes, Yongxiang heard the door open next door, and his mother came back.

Yongxiang said: "I'm going back."

Meng Xiu nodded and continued playing the game.Yong Xiang felt a little guilty, opened the door and left without taking his schoolbag, which was open, and he had just taken out the water glass and left it unzipped.

When he remembered that his schoolbag was still at Meng Xiu's place, it was already dark. He picked up the key and opened the door of Meng Xiu's house. Meng Xiu was not there, so he called Brother Xiu twice, but no one answered.He went in and picked up his schoolbag, and glanced at a letter on the table.

Pink with a heart.Yongxiang picked it up and smelled it, and there was still a fragrance.

tsk tsk!

He didn't have this letter when he left just now, so it's here now. Could it be for Meng Xiu and Meng Xiu is now on a date?

Yongxiang closed the door, he planned to take the bag and leave, but now he wants to read the contents first.After closing the door, he opened the letter. The letter paper inside was also pink, with beautiful characters on it: I have liked it for a long time. If you can't guess who I am, just think about who chatted with you most frequently on QQ this month.Tell me your answer tonight.

So now Meng Xiu is on a date?

Yong Xiang put the letter back, picked up his schoolbag and opened the door, but it happened that Meng Xiu was taking out the key to open the door.Meng Xiu raised his eyes and saw Yong Xiang was a little surprised: "Little Xiang'er, you quarreled with your mother again? You don't look very good."

Yong Xiang tried her best to smile: "I'll come and get my schoolbag."

"Oh." Meng Xiu nodded, and turned to let Yongxiang go out, but Yongxiang didn't move: "Brother Yixiu... where did you go just now?"

Meng Xiu said, "Let's go to the supermarket." He held several packs of instant noodles and ham in his hand.

"Aren't you full?"

"I might be hungry tonight."

Yongxiang nodded and came out.Meng Xiu went in again.

"Did you meet anyone just now?"

"No." Meng Xiu turned around, "What do you want to ask?"

Holding the schoolbag in his arms, Yong Xiang hesitated: "I saw a letter on your desk..."

"You mean that?" Meng Xiu smiled, "That's yours. I saw it in your schoolbag and took it out to have a look. I forgot to put it back. It's ok, Xiao Xiang'er."

"its mine?"

"Your, or is it mine?" Meng Xiu held the door, "There is no little girl to chat with me."

Yong Xiang smiled and said, "Then find a boy to chat with."

Meng Xiu flicked his bangs: "Hey, I'm afraid they are too straight."

"Aren't you straight?"

"Straightforward, so it's not like you can't get a girlfriend now, I lower the requirements as long as you are a human being, but you still can't get a girlfriend."

Yongxiang smiled: "Close the door, I'm going back."

"You don't want your letter?"

"No more."

"Will that little girl be sad if you are so casual?" Meng Xiu teased.

Yongxiang said: "There's nothing to be sad about. The person who talks to me the most is our study committee member, asking me if I can hand in my homework the next day."

Meng Xiu couldn't help laughing and bent over, and said with a smile, "Go back, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

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Yongxiang is very curious about this love letter girl, but think about their study committee member, the study committee member is called Mei Lan, she is a bit fierce, and her personality is like a boy.He took his mobile phone and sent a message to the study committee: I found a letter in my schoolbag tonight.

The study committee quickly replied: So what?

The letter said she was the person I chatted with the most.

I'm not interested in your nonsense, you can do your homework whenever you have time.

It's only the first night of the holiday!

So what?If you do your homework ahead of time, you don't have to worry about finishing it.

It is you who chat with me most frequently.

Fuck you, don't you know my character?How can I write to you.

The study committee quickly sent a picture of her font, which she took now. This font is rough and neat, and it doesn't match Juanxiu at all.Yongxiang replied: What about homework?

I don't call it rushing.You send the font, if it is from our class, I will know who wrote it.

The study committee collected homework for two years, and everyone in the class could read clearly.But the letter is with Meng Xiu, and if he wants to come back again, it seems that he is looking forward to the letter. Yongxiang doesn't want to go, so he replied: Forget it.

Are you afraid that the little girl will be embarrassed?

No, I threw it away.

Tsk tsk tsk, I don't understand pity and pity at all.

You know, so I teach the girls homework.

……

I won't bother you with your homework, bye.

Bye bye.

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Yongxiang thought about who else he chatted with more frequently, no, who else did he chat with.

The chat page has been pulled down, and I haven't chatted with that girl.He is introverted in the eyes of outsiders. Some girls ask him for a chat and he answers. It is very boring, so the girls don't like to chat with him.

Instead, Xu Qiang sent him a message: Come to the factory.

Sent at five o'clock in the afternoon.He learned taekwondo for two holidays, and although he didn't directly become a big brother, they wouldn't let him go shopping or run errands anymore.The two sides maintained an indifferent relationship, and now Xu Qiang suddenly asked him to go to that abandoned factory without giving a reason. Maybe it was because he didn't like him, or maybe there was some trouble and it was too late to explain.

Yong Xiang looked up at his mother who was sitting on the side watching Korean dramas, and said, "Mom, I'm going out for a while."

Mom turned around: "Where are you going?"

"I... I'm going to Brother Yixiu's house tonight."

"You go." Mom turned around, "I'll call Meng Xiu later, so don't come back if you're not here."

"Oh." Yongxiang took his coat and went out.

The night wind is cool, just right without a jacket.He tied his coat around his waist and put his hands in his trouser pockets.He didn't know why he wanted to put his hands in his trouser pockets when he was walking, maybe it was because those street gangsters in the movies always put their hands in their trouser pockets, they looked cool.And it's cool for them to puff. Xu Qiang in the dormitory has already started smoking, but Yong Xiang has never smoked. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he still wants to grow taller.I don’t know where I’ve seen it before. Smoking will hinder the growth of the body. He doesn’t want to be so short all his life.