Wei Ming is a loyal and straightforward person. Putting aside his attraction to men, he is a very good friend.
Song An spoke the truth.
Guan Shengye, slightly drunk, asked him, "So he likes men, the effeminate men he's with, the ones with their delicate, effeminate fingers..."
Song An shoved him into the car, closed the door, and casually replied, "Hey, as long as he doesn't set his sights on you, who cares what he does?"
Guan Shengye suddenly opened his eyes a crack. "What if one day I become interested in men like him?"
Song An paused in fastening his seatbelt, then stiffly turned around: "Are you drunk? You like men?"
Guan Shengye wiped his face, thinking to himself, "Damn it, I've had my nose bleed twice because of a man!"
"Let me give you an example!"
Song An looked at him suspiciously: "Just don't try to dominate me after you become gay."
Guan Shengye laughed and kicked him, saying, "Get lost. With all that muscle on you, I can't even stand it."
The driver drove the car towards Guan Shengye's villa outside.
Guan Shengye treated Song An as an emotional advisor, telling him about all the strange things he had done after meeting Yi Mu.
My eyes were unconsciously glued to "her," and when I saw "her" smile, I couldn't help but smile along, and my heart raced.
Song An laughed loudly, "Brother Sheng, you've really messed up! Your wife must be as beautiful as an angel."
"When you're free, bring her out to meet us. I'll get some guys together, we'll have a party to celebrate you finding love!"
Guan Shengye reached out and covered his face, rubbing it vigorously.
He was afraid that if he told Song An that the sister-in-law she was talking about was actually a man, Song An's jaw would drop in shock.
Having never known what it felt like to be moved for over a decade, Yi Mu must be some kind of demon in disguise, for he was already this excited on the very first day they met.
Guan Shengye panicked; he had never felt this way about any other man before.
He estimated that he didn't yet have feelings for Emu to the point of liking him; it was just that his senses reacted before his mind.
Guan Shengye told himself this as he struggled to get into the classroom late due to a hangover, only to find Yi Mu standing on the podium.
He wasn't wearing his school uniform jacket; he was only wearing a simple white shirt, which made his fair and clean skin look like that of a translucent jade figure.
With a megaphone on his ear, Yi Mu was leading the students below in reading English words.
When he reads English, he has a slight British accent, which is a pleasure to listen to.
Apart from the sound of reading aloud, the classroom was quiet.
Guan Shengye could only see Yi Mu.
He was the best scenery just standing there; everyone else became insignificant background figures.
He stood at the door for a long time until someone noticed him, and the class became restless.
Under Yi Mu's watchful gaze, Guan Shengye returned to his seat and pulled out an English book that didn't even have his own name written on it.
Jian Yiying turned around and asked Guan Shengye in a questioning tone, "Why didn't you go home last night?"
Guan Shengye lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, as if looking at a lifeless object without any mechanism.
"Did I not explain myself clearly enough?"
Guan Shengye's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "I'll say it one last time, you mean nothing to me."
Keep your little schemes to yourself; don't try anything funny in front of me. It's too ugly.
Jian Yiying was so angry that her nostrils flared, but she restrained herself from slapping Guan Shengye.
"You think I want to control you? If it weren't for my mom..."
"Fuck you!"
Guan Shengye slammed the books on the table without warning, ruining his good mood that morning.
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