——Copywriting to be revised——
Straight man with tough talk and social beast gets fucked and fucked × green tea, beautiful and wet man ghost attack
Bai Jue, who just graduated from college, found a job from 8 a. M. To 6 a. M. With a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan!
I had no money in my pocket and didn't want to share the apartment, so I had to rely on my strong character and rent a very low-priced bachelor apartment. The monthly rent was 400 yuan including water and electricity, which was extremely cost-effective!
The landlord had only one request: "Everything else can be moved, but the God of Wealth in the living room cannot be moved, and incense must be burned every day."
Bai Jue readily agreed.
However, he discovered something was wrong the night he moved in! That wasn't the God of Wealth at all, it was clearly a silver-haired kid.
The kid climbed onto his bed in the middle of the night, lay on his chest and grinned to scare people.
Bai Jue took it off his body expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble, it will be eight in the morning tomorrow."
Kid: "???"
It had scared away twenty tenants, but this was the first time it had been killed.
If you don't accept it, continue to scare.
Bai Jue hugged it into the bed with his backhand and rubbed his head: "Be good, sleep!"
Kid: "..."
Bai Jue was born with yin and yang eyes and has always respected ghosts and gods. The incense is never done perfunctorily, every day.
The silver-haired little devil was raised and pampered by him as his younger brother.
Half a year later, late at night.
Bai Jue was awakened by pressure.
He is no longer a frivolous kid, but an adult man——
Her silver hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were cold and seductive, her body temperature was hot, and she rubbed against his chest.
His voice was low and hoarse: "Brother, your heart is beating so fast."
Bai Jue's Adam's apple suddenly rolled.
You were ugly when you were a child, how come you are so beautiful when you grow up? ! It's really killing me...
No, I'm a straight man!
No, no, what's my heartbeat? Stop it!
Intention: Two hearts that rush towards each other will merge together quickly.
