Dedicated to spoiling young masters

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Toothpaste was packed in the sink, and the water for rinsing must be warm. Che Yan only needed to squint and go to the bathroom to wash.

Half a month has passed since he made up his mind to get a divorce. Even though Fang Donglin knew that he was going out and wandering around every day, he treated him very well. Sometimes Che Yan is really a pity. good……

You can't wrong yourself, no matter how good you are, you are still a man.

Back in the room that night, Che Yan turned on his phone and looked at some taboo pictures, white skin, tender breasts, small cherry mouth, all these can make him react, which proves that he likes women, even though he doesn't know himself Why did you marry Fang Donglin before, but now it's different, he's really not gay.

Staying in the same place with Fang Donglin always felt uncomfortable, so Che Yan tried to find a way to go out in the afternoon. Of course, Fang Donglin would also stuff his wallet full.

Even so, it is difficult for him to understand this kind of emotion, even if it is pure and harmless.

"Hey, are you going out again?"

As soon as I looked up, I bumped into the neighbor across the way. This man greeted him every time he bumped into him. The first few times, Che Yan kept away from him. After all, he knew that he was a gay couple, which was really embarrassing.

Che Yan didn't respond, but turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Hey, let's go together." Wen Youle chased after him, sighing secretly that this young man was really shy, every time he greeted him he would run with his head down.

"Have you had a fight with your husband?" In the elevator, Wen Youle asked nonchalantly. For some reason, he was very interested in this young man's married life. professionalism.

Arguing with your sister, slandering, Che Yan bowed his head and remained silent. This kind of person can't gossip if he doesn't talk.

"Honestly, that man of yours is considered a top-notch man. He even does things like grocery shopping and cooking." Wen Youle had the expression of a working mother: "It would be great if I had such a man." !"

Finally reached the first floor, Che Yan quickly stepped out of the elevator.

Wen Youle followed, grinning evilly, and said on purpose: "Do you think you like women?"

Like a rope being cut, Che Yan stopped on the spot with a messy face. Could it be that Fang Donglin said something to him?How come, he is a man who doesn't like to talk too much.

That's right, Wen Youle stepped forward with a smile, put one hand on his shoulder, and looked like a stranger: "You didn't even know your own marriage certificate that day, and you didn't want to admit it. There are only two kinds of people who are like that." Reaction, one is a straight man, and the other is to restart the brain and forget everything."

"I did forget, but I do like women." Che Yan said without concealing it.

Wen Youle looked at him and smiled, a trace of gloom flashed across his eyes, which was fleeting, and he took Che Yan to the green belt outside.

The crimson sunset shines a warm red here, printed with carefully cultivated potted flowers, it is truly a gorgeous sunset garden.

Sitting down on a bench, he suddenly said earnestly: "I don't know who you are, and you don't know who I am, but there is one thing, I know very well, people in our circle, who can get married, really It's too difficult, we are like unorganized soldiers wandering on the edge of the battlefield, ready to die at any time, but there is absolutely no one who really escapes from the war."

Neuropathy!After dragging him over and saying such a bunch of yin and yang nonsense, Che Yan anxiously typed an angry word on his forehead.

"speak English."

"Hey, you're really boring." Wen Youle rolled his eyes boredly, and lit a cigarette for himself: "You must have been raped, and you are willing to marry a man. What a lot of courage, if you don't love so much, can you get married, think about it for yourself, without the memory of the past, now you are asked to have sex with a man, are you very resistant?"

It sounds like that, but not everyone can understand his current situation, Che Yan said: "He said that I can find a woman again."

Wen Youle was so shocked that his jaw dropped, and the cigarette fell on his trousers and almost burned a hole. He patted the cigarette, stood up, and said with an exaggerated expression: "How great this man is! Asi, I actually asked you to go out to find a woman .”

He looked at Che Yan as if he were looking at a scumbag.

Che Yan really wanted to slap himself to death, so why did he tell him about this matter? If this matter fell into the eyes of others, it would be because of his heartlessness and ungratefulness.

"Your man's heart must be broken all over the place. There is a saying that the dead suffer for a while, and the living suffer for a lifetime. You have lost your memory and completely forgot your relationship with him. He still cooks for you every day and puts you You go out to find a woman, my mother, are you embarrassed to let this kind of man down?" Wen Youle became cynical: "You are quite clean-looking, why are you so heartless!"

Che Yan really wanted to find a hole to drill in, but his face and neck turned red when he was told, he had to find a foothold for himself, after all, it wasn't his fault that he lost his memory.

"What can I do? I don't remember what happened to him."

Wen Youle saw that he was impatient, so he eased his expression a little. He is a person who persuades peace and never persuades to leave. He patted Che Yan on the shoulder and persuaded: "This is simple, you just lost your memory temporarily, don't make mistakes What kind of woman are you going to do? If you regain your memory one day, what will you do? Are you abandoning another woman?"

That's right, if I have a big belly, get married, and suddenly regain my memory, what should I do if I bend again? How will I explain to the child and the mother of the child.

Since it is possible to lose memory, it is possible to restore memory, and this possibility is very high...

A misstep almost turned into an eternal hatred, Che Yan was immediately understood, and he muttered embarrassingly: "I really didn't think so much."

The satisfaction of this successful persuasion is really indescribable, Wen Youle smiled triumphantly: "That's right."

"But I..." Che Yan was still confused.

Wen Youle seemed to know what he was struggling with, so he said: "Cultivate slowly, you must have a deep relationship to get married, you have to learn to look for those memories, maybe you will remember them."

"Really?" Che Yan looked at him dubiously.

"It's okay to start over." As he said that, Wen Youle thought of some evil idea again, and said, "There is another way to do it directly."

"What?" Che Yan asked curiously.

Wen Youle had a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "Go to bed, idiot!"

What kind of method is this, Che Yan was startled.

Seeing that he was frightened, Wen Youle suffered another occupational disease, and persuaded with joy: "Oh, what's the matter, you are legal, you are afraid, and it's not like you haven't done it before."

There are people in this world who naturally like to meddle in other people's affairs. Seeing how he tried to match him up, Che Yan couldn't help but say: "You look like a prostitute!"

"Almost!" Wen Youle didn't mind his occupation at all, and took out a business card from his pocket to give Che Yan: "I understand things between men best, if you have anything to do, call me, or come to my house directly All right, I'll be here during the day."

Damn, you are really a bustard, a male bustard, it took Che Yan a long time to overcome the shadow in his heart, and took that business card.

Checking the time on the phone, it was getting late, Wen Youle walked towards the gate of the community: "I'm going to work, you go back, listen to me, that's right."

Finally, he made a winning gesture to Che Yan.

Haodi Nightclub, Deputy General Manager, Wen Youle!

Looking at the information on the business card, the corners of Che Yan's mouth twitched. What the hell, he made friends with Daddy Duck. The world is too chaotic.

I sat in the neighborhood for a while before going home.

Fang Donglin was drinking tea and reading a book on the balcony. The Dahongpao made this time, in the round glass, was brownish-brown and extremely transparent. With the remaining heat, it gave off a lonely red tranquility.

A wooden round table, rattan chairs, a few books, and a cup of tea constituted Fang Donglin's simple afternoon.

It was an open balcony facing a perennial green golf course with a wide view.

The sunset glow in the sky, the faint red sun cast through the clouds, sprinkled on his calm face, and at a glance, he looked like a perfect man piled up by light.

What a pleasing set of pictures, Che Yan looked at it for a while, it was hard to imagine the relationship between such a person and himself, they are people from two worlds.

The silence and coldness made Che Yan unable to disturb him, so he took off his shoes, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and wanted to go back to his room for a while.

"I'm back, are you tired?" Fang Donglin put down the book, looked back at the barefooted person on the floor, and smiled as usual.

Che Yan was a little dazed, he didn't know where to put his feet, the pale skin of his feet was light red under the sun, like a shy face.

"What do you want to eat?" Fang Donglin seemed in a good mood, and walked over to bring him slippers.

There is really nothing wrong with this man, he would have married him before, maybe he was bought just like that, Che Yan put on his shoes shyly, smiled dryly, really didn't know what to say.

"I'll put hot water for you." Said Fang Donglin was about to go to the bathroom.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Che Yan hurriedly stepped forward and ran into the bathroom. Some time ago, he really regarded Fang Donglin as his brother, so he didn't care about it. He just heard what Wen Youle said, and suddenly My heart is very strange.

"Okay, you wash it yourself, and I'll cook." Fang Donglin walked to the kitchen very easily, feeling unspeakably happy.

For many days, Che Yan didn't have dinner at home, went out in the afternoon, and came back at bedtime at night, today is really rare.

After running the water, Che Yan sat in the bathtub in a daze, with various thoughts in his mind.

He probably got married because he fell in love with each other very much. Now that he has lost his memory, isn't Fang Donglin very sad?

Hey... What a sin, such a good man unexpectedly met such a scumbag like me.

But...Made, why is my heart so messed up, I can't accept the fact of having sex with him at all.

Are men and men really cool?

What did I think at the beginning!

After some hypothetical questioning, Che Yan even imagined what it would be like for Fang Donglin to be naked, and what it would be like to breathe under him!

……Can not be done!That picture was too hard to accept.

〒_〒I am not like that...

Che Yan roared in his heart, soaked in the water, and sank his whole head into the water, trying to stop his cranky thinking.