[BL]Ban All Singles

Chapter 9

The man angered by the youth gave up the opportunity to defend himself.

Everyone knows that pregnancy is an inevitable thing, and it is not enough to roll a few sheets.

Wen Qiuxing, who is often fooling around on the Internet these days, is no stranger to this. He just can’t get used to Will’s indifferent calm face, which is both rigid and boring.

Worthy of being the old antique of Ben Wu, he said in his heart.

"Mina just looked for you?" Suddenly remembered the business, Wen Qiu waken up and asked.

In addition to Tucao Will, he will also care about Will.

"Well." Feng Ting nodded towards him.

"So what do you say?" Wen Qiuxing asked again.

"I refused." Feng Ting did not seem to be surprised that Wen Qiuxing would know Mina's thoughts.

He has said long ago that his little partner seems to have a bad temper and is not in control, but his brain is not stupid.

Instead, he has a unique attitude towards dealing with people, which he has never seen before.

That is of course. Wen Qiuxing is called a Chinese-style attitude. Simply put, it means seeing people and talking about people, and talking about ghosts and talking about ghosts.

If Will was not so honest and bully, would he dare to arrogantly push his nose to his face?

Nonsense, certainly dare!

The head fell off the bowl and only a big scar, Wen Qiuxing really did not care.

But isn't the situation so far...

You can live as long as you can.

After eating breakfast, Wen Qiuxing felt unable to sit still. This room made people feel scared, as if they would be taken away at any time: "Since you are unemployed, I have to go and save..."

"That's not anxious." Feng Ting looked at him quietly. His eyes were self-evident. Everyone knew that the most urgent thing was not to save money, there was something more important than saving money.

"..." Wen Qiuxing of course knew.

But he thought of Will's size and quality, and he was in a panic.

Going around is just an excuse to let go. In fact, you may not feel at ease when you go out.

So he thought about it, and leaned back to unconsciously grab the tassel on the pillow, and grabbed it without paying attention...

Today, this bean curd dregs project.

Wen Qiuxing scolded in his heart, and then put the pillow back casually, tassels... put the trash can.

How did he feel that Will was retaliating against him for just not calling him...

But Wen Qiu Xing thought, he was not wrong, right, how many times did he get back? Day and night!

Every day afterwards, the pillows are cushioned, and Nima is half an hour for each cushion.

Now the legs are still not straight, and it is really reluctant to come again.

Wen Qiuxing said unwillingly: "I went back to the house to sleep for a while, and called me for dinner."

"..." Was it for a while?

Feng Ting moved his lips, not knowing what to say, so he reached out and held Wen Qiuxing's wrist, which was a little smaller than him, and kept it.