MTL - Guide on How to Fail at Online DatingVolume 115

In spring in April, the sound of basketball falling into the frame cut through the court.

"These students are so lively." The class leader stretched out from the teaching building, and said to his friends, "What? Go to the next restaurant?"

"Okay, go to that Sichuan restaurant last time, it's spicy enough."

"First say don't insult me, I have a big book to play in the evening."

"Grass, it's like no one can afford it."

Jiu Xia launched a new expansion pack, and the popularity of the game skyrocketed. Many old players returned, and their group also went to the new area to open up wasteland and formed a new gang.

After they finished chatting, Xiang Huaizhi looked back from the basketball court: "Go ahead, I won't go."

The monitor asked, "Why?"

"What else can you do," the boy next to smiled, "other people's boyfriends are waiting at home."

"No, he's playing basketball." Xiang Huaizhi stopped at the entrance to the basketball court. "Go away."

Xiang Huaizhi's relationship was not concealed, and Jing Huan brought a meal with them later.

In this age, same-sex love is no longer a rare thing. Everyone was shocked at first, then overwhelmed by the blessings. After three rounds of drinking, they began to question.

Jing Huan laughed and replied, with some reservations, everyone would be happy.

Xiang Huaizhi was sitting next to Jing Huan, occasionally inserting a sentence or two, and finally covering Jing Huan's cup to stop people from drinking.

"Who can think of ..." The monitor looked at the direction of Xiang Huaizhi's departure, and said with emotion: "The male **** in our hospital even fell in love."

The court was already full, and went to the top of Huaizhi. When he found Jing Huan, he just took off and completed a backward shot. The jersey swayed in the wind, revealing an inch of thin white waist.

The ball swayed around the basket and fell into the net.

Jing Huan proudly raised his lips, wiped the sweat from his mouth with the back of his hand, and hit Gao Zixiang with a palm, then returned to his defensive position, bent down, hands on his knees, waiting for the opponent to kick off.

Their stadium is the most crowded. The tired boys sat on the stone chair next to them and watched the ball. Jing Huan just cast the ball, and the boy on the far right of the stone chair whistled at him.

Jing Huan glanced along his voice. In less than a second, he retracted his eyes and took the ball thrown by his teammates.

The boy was dazzled by this look, smiled with interest, took out his mobile phone to open the camera, and just aimed at the people in the stadium-

"Take it away if you don't want to change your phone."

The boy made a move, looked back at the person behind him, and slammed the screen, calling out, "Senior."

Jing Huan scored another goal. When Lu Wenhao passed him, he said, "Your loyal fans are here again?"

He was referring to the boy who whistled.

When referring to him, Jing Huan was a little impatient. The boy did not know where he knew his sexuality, and said that he was also gay, because his sexuality was isolated and he wanted to make friends with him.

It wasn't that Jing Huan was so cold. He was so annoying. He asked him to talk about ambiguous words in WeChat every day. He met the cafeteria once and wanted to come up to his waist.

"Fart fans." Jing Huan said.

Lu Wenhao: "I just saw him as if he was taking a picture with you on his mobile phone."

Jing Huan heard the words, whispered "grass" and threw the ball to Lu Wenhao.

Lu Wenhao: "What are you doing?"

"Stupid ..."

Jing Huan turned black, looking for trouble with the boy, but saw that the right side of the stone chair was empty, and only Xiang Huaizhi was standing beside the stone chair, looking at him with a smile.

Jing Huan's expression changed instantly.

Lu Wenhao was startled, came up and dragged him: "Don't, you really want to go out of school and then go to school again, what if you get punished ... what are you laughing at?"

Jing Huan cleared his throat: "No, you can fight."

"What is it?" Lu Wenhao said, "Let's go together, just like your little body, in case you can't beat it ..."

"Can't make a fart," Jing Huan said, "the family is here and gone."

Lu Wenhao followed his sight and looked silently.

Alas, salty eat radish to worry about.

As soon as the person reached him, Xiang Huaizhi handed the water up.

Jing Huan grunted and took two sips, comfortable: "When did you come?"

"Just now," Xiang Huaizhi said, "you looked back at CIC."

Jing Huan said aloud, "See the three-pointer behind? Is your boyfriend handsome?"

"Handsome."

Jing Huan was satisfied. He screwed the cap back and glanced left and right.

Xiang Huaizhi asked, "What are you looking for?"

"It's nothing," Jing Huan wiped his sweat with a towel, succinctly, "a fool."

Xiang Huaizhi took the towel in his hand, and Jing Huan immediately said, "Dirty ..."

"I'm annoying you for a long time?" Xiang Huaizhi folded his towel and turned his head to wipe his neck.

Jing Huan stunned: "Did you see him?"

"Ok."

"It hasn't been a long time ... a week. He told himself miserably before, and I saw him as a poor man and added a friend."

Xiang Huaizhi gave a sigh and dropped the towel: "Go to dinner."

After eating home, Jing Huan saw Xiang Huaizhi's reflection in the elevator door.

Xiang Huaizhi's eyelids were wrinkled lightly.

Jing Huan then tilted his head after knowing it later: "Brother ... aren't you angry?"

The elevator door opened and went out to Huai Zhi: "Yes."

Jing Huan stunned for a few seconds and chased after him.

"No, at first I really thought he was looking for me to make friends," Jing Huan said, "Later he told me some things, and I immediately pulled him black. If you don't believe you can check ...

Xiang Huaizhi looked at the mobile phone he handed up and laughed: "I'm not angry with you."

Jing Huan didn't understand: "What are you angry about?"

Xiang Huaizhi was silent.

"I don't know," he sighed for a long time. "I don't want others to like you ... am I mean to say that?"

Jing Huan stared at him for a while.

Xiang Huaizhi: "I will try to ..."

Before he spoke, Jing Huan grabbed his neck and kissed him.

"It's stingy ..." Jing Huan blushed and smiled, "I don't want others to like you, I'm not happy to look at you more. We don't talk to each other.

Xiang Huaizhi's heart was slightly itchy and he wanted to kiss him back.

As soon as he lowered his head, he heard the sound of a door opening next door, so he stiffened in midair, then turned to open his own door.

Jing Huan was sweaty, and as soon as he entered the house, he took off his clothes and took a shower.

Xiang Huaizhi changed a thin t-shirt and sat in front of the computer. The two accounts hung in the Penglai Wonderland for an afternoon and received a lot of news.

He just wanted to clear the message bar, the phone at the table suddenly rang, and the screen turned on.

[Mother-in-law: Stop talking nonsense in the future. You have never been in love, how do you know you do n’t like girls? 】

[Mother Queen Mother: Or do you have someone you like? 】

[Mother-in-law: Man? 】

It took a few seconds for Xiang Huaizhi to reflect that this was Jing Huan's phone.

Although he only saw Jing Ma's reply, he had already guessed what news was sent by Jing Huan.

The screen went dark and Xiang Huaizhi lit up the phone again. His throat rolled and his eyes were dazzling.

Xiang Huaizhi once said that it's too early to come out and meet parents, so don't worry.

In fact, how can it be so simple? Rather than leave it to explode one day later, it is better to slowly figure it out and boil the frog in warm water.

So the next day after he said that, he tried to talk to his mother about his sexuality.

Xiang Huaizhi wanted to settle his family first, and then accompany Jing Huan to face another storm.

But he found that the boyfriend's mind seemed to run into him.

When Jing Huan came out of the bath, Xiang Huaizhi was leaning on the chair, holding the mouse in his hand without moving.

Jing Huan brushed her hair: "What are you doing ..."

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyes and reached out to him: "Come here."

Jing Huan raised an eyebrow and walked to his side.

Xiang Huaizhi said, "Sit up."

Jing Huan sat face to face on the legs of Huai, kissed him for a while, and then looked up uneasily and muttered, "What's wrong with you ... the chair won't break, right?"

The water at the end of Jing Huan soaked a few pieces of Xiang Huaizhi's t-shirt, raised his hand to Huai Zhi, and twisted his hair.

"Nothing, I like you and want to kiss you."

Jing Huan's heart beat wildly, and he cried, "Oh ... then you kiss me."

Afraid of falling down, they were close together, Jing Huan bowed his head obediently and kissed him, and Xiang Huai's hand had been running along the clothes, sticking to his back.

In the end, Chun Xiao's WeChat phone call interrupted the kiss.

Jing Huan then remembered that they had made an appointment with the people in the group for 20 people, and could not dove.

The next day Xiang Huaizhi moved in, Jing Huan bought a new computer desk and computer, and the two computers were close to each other, which did not affect the operation.

Jing Huan was blinded as soon as he took a shower. When Xiang Huaizhi sat back to his place, he slowly raised his hand and froze his two hairs.

After Xiang Huai logs on to the account, the two team up to the copy messenger.

At the end of his eyes, he saw Jing Huan visiting the Jiuxia Forum.

Jing Huan rolled the mouse wheel and murmured, "Why are these people so strange?"

Xiang Huaizhi said, "What's wrong?"

"Ah? No, just ..." Jing Huan frowned. "Don't people in the forum scold me all day, saying that I'm pretending, saying that I'm shameful, and that I'm shameless."

Jing Huan paused. "But after the broadcast that day, no one scolded me."

More than just not scolding him.

He also said that he was cute, brave, and dared to pursue love ...

There are even people who posted analysis posts to analyze how he and Xiang Huaizhi knew each other, how he pursued Huai Zhi, and when did Xiang Huaizhi moved his heart ...

That post is twelve pages!

This group of people is really boring.

He was even more boring. As the party, he chased all the twelve pages of posts, and returned all the nutrition liquid to the landlord "asfnc123" at the end.

Jing Huan shut down the webpage and was preparing to concentrate on this book. Yu Guang scanned a hot post.

[Heart longs for x 小 甜 景 [同人] slowly like you by-asfnc123]

"?"

Seeing the familiar name of the landlord, Jing Huan could not hold back his finger and clicked in.

That night, the players of Jiuxia, as always, were bragging about missions, spending money, and full chat channels.

Until a speaker pops out from below the screen-

[Full service horn] yearning for: Disturb. I don't know which player serialized my wife and my fellow humanities in the forum. I would like to say that posting and creating is your freedom, but I hope you don't make too many ambiguous fragments of me and other players in the text.

[Full-service horn] Longing for it: He is angry and not coaxing, please consider me, thank you.

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