[White cut black fishing style beauty vs self-righteous and innocent sports student]
180x195, Australian white small pearl x black leather truck
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The campuses merged, and Jian Ning's perfect single room got a new roommate, oh, a stinky straight guy from an individual hospital.
Jian Ning was not in a very good mood.
But this so-called straight man would silently give him a red ear, and would come to the art building to pick him up from get out of class at night when the street lights were broken.
She would wash his personal clothes when his hand was injured, and would travel across four provinces overnight during the training camp just to come back to celebrate his birthday.
And the person who committed this series of actions kept saying: "As we should, we are friends."
Jian Ning: "..."
Do all you straight men play this kind of game?
Interesting.
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After the allocation results came out, Xu Songyuan learned that a "celebrity" with a male sexual orientation lived in his new dormitory.
A friend exaggeratedly described it: "I heard that he acts with a face, has a very bad temper, and has affairs with many men. He is a gay with a messy private life."
"Brother Yuan, don't go in straight and come out crookedly!"
Xu Songyuan has never doubted his sexual orientation and does not take it seriously.
I moved into the dormitory, but found that my new roommate seemed different from the rumors.
It's quiet and feels a little cute.
Why does it smell so good?
Also, why does he smile so beautifully at me?
Xu Songyuan felt something was wrong with him.
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Small theater:
The two of them kissed for the first time. As a straight man, Xu Songyuan had various adverse reactions all over his body. He gently pushed the person away with red ears: "Jian Ning, I feel a little strange..."
"Strange?"
Jian Ning touched her numb lips and blinked: "But you were so strong just now that you seemed to want to swallow my tongue."
Xu Songyuan: Huh? Me?
————Reading Guide————
1. Double c, he.
2. Daily duet.
Mission: Everyone deserves to be loved.
