[Frozen homophobic x cute fishing type]
The second button on He Ting's shirt tied the heartbeats of countless people, but when Jiang Li grabbed his tie, a whole rainstorm was missed.
As the most flamboyant hunter of the School of Economics and Management, He Ting saw the spring garden and was still alone, but he was forced to fall into a dragnet - the young man stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and the water droplets dripping from the hair soaked into the hem of his windbreaker. The citrus fragrance mixed with the sweet mist of shower gel, making He Ting escape for the first time in his life.
"Homophobic?" Jiang Li bit the strawberry candy, hooked his toes on He Ting's trouser legs and swayed, "But when the senior stared at my collarbone, the frequency of his Adam's apple rolling betrayed the lie."
When the restrainer leans over to tie a bow on the rose, when the thin lover's collarbone is imprinted with chestnuts, the hazy ambiguity in the mist of the dressing room, the overlapping marks of fingerprints on the rooftop railing, and the melted strawberry candy on the shower tiles all turn into tipsy secrets amid the chirping of cicadas in midsummer.
"Didn't you say that kissing is disgusting?" Jiang Li gasped and hooked the lapel of his clothes that was soaked with alcohol. He Ting trapped the person in the starry bed curtain, biting the mole that had been shining on him all summer: "Shut up, I'm disinfecting."
Purpose: Homophobic straight man's self-guided strategy
