Didn't You Say Plato? Why Don't You Stop?

[Sweet cookie][Reunion after a long absence]he Song Tingshuang always thought that the man in the dream was Plato. At a college reunion, when he was drunk and pestered by his ex-boyfriend, he almost fell down—— A pair of strong arms supported him in time. Under the dim light, the muscular lines are faintly visible under the tight shirt. He is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and he wears ascetic silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. With his thin lips slightly pursed, he looks like an abstinent male model from a comic book. The so-called best man is nothing more than that. Such people are undoubtedly deadly to the opposite sex. Especially for him as a gay. So that night, the man named "Yan Wanjun" walked into his dream in a flamboyant manner. On the day he was followed by a man, he accidentally hid in the university campus and accidentally broke into the opponent's fencing scene (real fencing) Back and forth, there is a lot of ambiguity. I fell deeper and deeper into the trap, unable to extricate myself. When Song Tingshuang was taken home by the other party, she was still thinking about living in such a remote old neighborhood and being a university teacher. It should be... Not that, it must be Plato! Unfortunately, he was proven wrong. Big mistake. Not only that, he also paid a heavy price for it. Song Tingshuang (tired): Okay, let's go to bed... Yan Wanjun (whispering in his ear): Baby, do you have any misunderstandings about me? Song Tingshuang: What? Teacher, I was wrong! No! What about Plato! ! ! On the surface, he is cold and distant, but in fact, he is crazy about flirting, but he cries when he is touched. Full text without ai