Does My Crush Like Me Today?

The full order only costs 3 yuan, little angels, please support the original version~ [Cute Ostrich Shou vs. Beloved Husband's Crazy Attack] Ke Xiangyang is an ostrich, symbolically. He always gave up easily and liked to escape, but he persisted in liking Li Shixiu for eight years. The two of them were far apart, tens of thousands of kilometers apart and seven hours of time difference, but they had never worn away this feeling. I want the other person to know, but I am also afraid that the other person will know. Ke Xiangyang thought that his secret love would be like a seed that could never sprout, buried deep underground and never see the light of day. Li Shixiu returned to him in the seventh spring after going abroad. They were as inseparable and close as ever. The hugs and comforts when a toothache occurs, the personal care when a fever occurs, and the support and guidance at work all make Ke Xiangyang have the illusion that he is also loved. He asked Li Shixiu why he was so nice to him? Li Shixiu's only answer was that they were friends. Ke Xiangyang understood that they were just friends. The moment his sexual orientation was exposed, Ke Xiangyang chose to escape without thinking. When I opened the door with my luggage, I was stopped at the door. Li Shixiu looked at him with complicated eyes and asked, "Can't I?" Ke Xiangyang: "What?" Li Shixiu: "You already like men, can't it be me?" Ke Xiangyang: (⊙o⊙) It turns out that this long secret love has been running in both directions in time. Reading Guide 1. A sweet story about a lover and a lover, a two-way secret love, and mutual doting. 2. The description of occupations may be imprecise, please do not delve into it. 3. All place names in this article are fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental. --The serial next door, "Professional loser's eyes widen when he sees money" -- [Money-greedy and stingy vs. Yinqing and uncertain money-maker] As a professional loser, Fang Yuan will follow the code of conduct to the end. Whoever paid the highest price would work for him, and he was sweet-talking and hard-working, so he became very popular in the circle of the second generation ancestor. Until he was approached by the eldest son of the Lu family. Facing the handsome and wealthy Lu Heng, Fang Yuan smiled flatteringly: "What are your orders, Mr. Lu?" Lu Heng: "I heard that you are good at being a dog licker?" Fang Yuan politely corrected: "It's a dog's leg." Lu Heng opened the box full of banknotes: "They are all the same." Fang Yuan immediately rubbed his hands: "It's the same, it's the same." Although Lu Heng was generous, he had a bad temper and was unstable, like a psychopath. Fortunately, Fang Yuan is a dog-legger with professional ethics. He tried his best to find out Lu Heng's temper and became more and more comfortable in his dog-leg job. Just when I was thinking that it would be good to just serve Young Master Lu alone, I turned around and bumped into a group of second-generation ancestors who were talking about their crush on the male god Song Jingran. It turns out that Lu Heng only came to him because of a bet on "who can make Fang Yuan fall in love with someone else?" Fang Yuan hid in the corner and touched his chin. While he was wondering why his secret crush was known to everyone, he secretly cursed that he couldn't even look down on these guys! Until his eyes turned to the man in the middle, Fang Yuan suppressed the strangeness in his heart and comforted himself. After all, he was paid to do things, and it was taboo to show true feelings in their profession. The next second, Lu Heng's thin lips parted slightly: "Did I say I wanted to make a bet with you?" Fang Yuan almost stopped the steps he wanted to take, his heart beating violently. Lu Heng added: "It depends on the owner when beating a dog. Don't let me hear you talking about him again." Hearing this, Fang Yuan clenched his fists that had just been released. He knew that there was no way he would be attracted to Lu Heng! Small theater: Fang Yuan, who had the idea of running away, was blocked at the door. Lu Heng smiled half-heartedly: "Take off your clothes." Fang Yuan covered his chest: "Boss, I don't just open my eyes when I see money!" Lu Heng snorted coldly, opened his school uniform jacket, and fell out a pile of diamonds, jewelry, and luxury car keys: "If you don't want to do it, you have to refund the money cleanly, classmate Fang." Fang Yuan looked at his confiscated small treasury and shed two tears of lasagna: "I'll do it, I'll do it! Isn't it okay if I do it?" Intention: Born toward the sun