What Should I Do If My Roommate Is Naturally Flirty?

The naturally black and sticky person loves to act coquettishly and is very affectionate. The central air-conditioning popular king band lead singer Gongx includes but is not limited to ex-boyfriends, ex-girlfriends, roommates, brothers, various colleagues and fans, etc. In short, there are many people, please be sure to read the mine before reading. # Copywriting Zhuo Fang, male, 21 years old, dropped out of high school. A mechanic at a 135 auto repair shop, a wage earner at a 246 convenience store, Zhou Tian resorts to parkour to avoid debt collection, and even goes to an underground boxing ring to box when he can't afford food. Apart from Zhang's good-looking face, which is poor and pale, it is not unusual at all to eat steamed buns, white porridge and pickles every day. Even the last-minute lunch boxes that need to be cleared away in convenience stores can be considered a rare snack. Zhuo Fang worked tirelessly for several years. Not only did he not have a penny in his pocket, but his family still owed him 300,000 yuan. And this fucking life is all thanks to his mother who was seriously ill and died young, and his father who loved gambling and drinking. So when Chi Yao handed over the invitation to share the house, he wavered shamefully. After all, what's the difference between having to pay only 20% of the rent and having sex for free? On the day he moved in, Zhuo Fang only brought an old suitcase with all his belongings inside. The door was wide open without any sense of security. From Zhuo Fang's perspective, there were sheet music scattered on the floor, various strange-looking musical instruments, as well as posters and Polaroids posted in disorder on the wall. Chi Yao himself was sitting on the carpet, his gray-brown hair looking dazzling in the afternoon sun. Chi Yao raised his head when he heard the noise, his honey-colored eyes curled up: "Brother Fang, just take a look for yourself, I'll help you after I finish this!" "... No need." There is no free pie in the sky. As promised in advance, Chi Yao is indeed noisy. In Zhuo Fang's opinion, it's like a long-lasting movie, and the guitar sound that sounds from time to time has become an indispensable thing every day. The walls were so thin that Zhuo Fang could even hear Chi Yao repeating the same melody to the recording equipment in the room. ... Are all artistic men like this? The quarrel was noisy, but the next day, Zhuo Fang could always see some expensive gadgets on the living room table, or coffee with the words "Sorry brother ><" on it. By the way, there is a note underneath the coffee. The crooked little stick figure is kneeling on the ground, and it looks like it was Chi Yao's own handiwork. Zhuo Fang paused with his fingers, and finally folded the note in half and put it into his sweater pocket. …I'm probably crazy from poverty, and I can't even bear to throw away a piece of paper. After getting along for a long time, Zhuo Fang also realized another thing - Chi Yao's popularity was ridiculously good. Can humans really have such complex interpersonal relationships? There are often eye-catching shoes in the entrance hall. Leather shoes, high heels, or sneakers of similar size, in short, they do not belong to him and Chi Yao. One time when he came back from the night shift, he happened to see a girl with red eyes rushing out of Chi Yao's room and almost bumped into him. Chi Yao followed behind, only wearing a pair of sweatpants, scratching his hair, his expression a little helpless: "I'm having a temper... It's okay, brother, please rest quickly." Zhuo Fang has heard similar words no less than ten times. Each time the reason is the same, and each time the protagonist is different. When Chi Yao explained afterwards, he always looked innocent and matter-of-fact, "My former friend came to talk to me if you were unhappy." Then he came over very naturally, almost resting his chin on Zhuo Fang's shoulder, and complained a little coquettishly, "Brother Fang, I'm so tired today. You cook the best noodles." He naturally entered Zhuo Fang's life. He spent a lot of time eating, asked for earphones to be repaired, drank too much and slumped on the sofa, clamoring to listen to stories. Zhuo Fang almost suspected that he was a mobile troublemaker, bringing trouble wherever he went. A three-year-old child wouldn't be as upset as him. When Chi Yao handed him a ticket and said with a wink, "Brother, you must come," Zhuo Fang angrily scolded himself for not living up to expectations. You must be so obsessed... That you would sacrifice your rest time to watch something like this. Before this, Zhuo Fang had never seen Livehouse. In Zhuo Fang's perception, music is the saliva songs played on a loop in convenience stores, and the operas that auto repair shop owners love to watch. They and the complex, restless, sometimes psychedelic and sometimes tearing melodies flowing from Chi Yao's fingertips seem to come from two different worlds. The person in the center of the stage is Chi Yao, but it doesn't seem like he is. He is the fire of karma, he is burning, the luminous being who releases all his charisma and energy without hesitation. With wanton publicity, he can attract everyone's attention without any effort and arouse everyone's fanatic Chi Yao. He saw the girl in the front row with her makeup stained from tears, and heard the screams erupting from the audience as the bassist leaned over and played with Chi Yao back to back. "Brother Fang, how was my singing?... It's so noisy down there, let's go home." The lights were gone, and his slightly wet forehead was pressed against Zhuo Fang's side. Chi Yao hummed in a voice that only two people could hear, with a voice that was tired and hoarse after the performance. Zhuo Fang lowered his eyes. "Okay, go home," he heard himself say. Demining 1. Attacker is Chi Yao, hot-faced and cute 190 white-skinned, thin-muscular, gray-brown-haired band lead singer. Main point of view. Main text and attack point of view are split in half. Copywriting is written from the perspective of a roommate. This article is not genuine. Attacker has ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends. He has a very innocent American sweetheart face. The other party obviously knows this man's style but still posts it. It is not recommended for those who don't like this. 2. The author doesn't understand music at all, so pursuing details will only make himself angry. The author's purpose of writing this article is just to make himself feel good. It is very exaggerated and unrealistic. Please consider it carefully. If you are so shocked, you can scold me. . 3. In the next year, the attack is not c, and the reception may be unclean. Chi Yao is just a big baby. Let's not embarrass him, okay? If you see any discomfort in the upper left corner, click the Intention: He is a boiling snow that never stops