The strongest way to be narcissistic

Song Ange likes to kiss.

Kissing Joe Fool would make him swoon every time.

His kisses are never violent, but the effect is no less than the kind of bite that almost eats people up, even more seductive and pampering.

Between the lips and teeth, there was a low humming sound, the young man lay down on the back of the sofa, hooked the man's neck with his hands, and squinted to enjoy the movement of the man in front of him.

"Stop humming around."

Qiao Peicheng let go of the little bastard who had been teasing him with moaning, covered his mouth with one hand, and threatened him to shut up in a low voice.

Who would have thought that this kid would dare to continue to recruit him, when the palm of his hand was touched by this kid, he disliked and let go of his hand.

"More." Little friend Song didn't get enough satisfaction, so he leaned forward and wanted to continue kissing his idiot Joe.

The man pushed away the boyish face that always made him want to twitch. "Don't push yourself too far."

The dead child had the same face as he used to, and whenever he had time, he kept swearing at him, but he couldn't do anything about it, and he was so angry in his heart.

Why did he kiss him?

Because this kid is a thief, he knows his weaknesses, and knows how to use the above things to set him up in various ways.

He was so smart that he made a series of tricks that he hadn't noticed before, saying that he himself said that if Song Ange became better, he would agree to his confession.

But that's an assumption, an assumption!If he knew what this kid was thinking, could he say that?

At this moment, Qiao Peisheng is madly wanting to turn back the time and raise the previous requirements for this damn kid. If he doesn't go to a world-renowned school and wins an international certification award, he doesn't think he is outstanding at all.

But it's too late to say anything now.

The other party dug a hole, but he jumped down stupidly without knowing it, and was completely manipulated by others.

What does it feel like to be tricked again and again by your youthful self?

Wrong!

All these years of working for nothing, otherwise, why would I have fallen into the hands of this stupid little kid?

When he was Song Ange, if he was so smart, why did he become the same as before?

They are obviously the same person, how could the gap suddenly become so obvious?

This is simply an unsolvable puzzle.

Little Song, who was rejected for a kiss, kept back and began to search for the report card sent out yesterday.

The report card has the previous results as a comparison, and lists the progress of each subject, so that you can see the changes in your own results in all aspects.

"Brother Cheng, look, my math score has also improved by several points compared to last time. I want to exchange this subject for my kiss."

This is their mutual agreement - exchange learning for rewards.

Except for the final negative distance communication, he was asked to mention it at will, because in his constant tug-of-war, the last step is to get the results of the college entrance examination and be admitted to a passable university.

This premise was said by Joe himself at the beginning, and he just used it as a guarantee for himself.

"There is also this subject. I want to change to help me solve the necessary problems. I can't just use my hands. My total score has also improved. I want to change to take a bath together. No isolation is allowed. Let me touch you."

Ever since his little thoughts were exposed, idiot Joe would lock the bathroom door every time he took a shower, no matter how he threatened or lured him, the other party just refused to accept his request to share the bath.

He was not even allowed to crawl on the bed. If he hadn't been afraid of ghosts and pretended to be pitiful, he squatted at the door for a long time, and he used cute bones as a support, so he wouldn't let himself hug the pillow and guard the empty room alone every day.

The boy sitting cross-legged on the sofa was blushing, and happily holding the report card to make a request. Damn it made Qiao Peicheng think that this kid looked so damn cute.

Hey!

He is definitely brain pumping too much, there is still time to think about these things in this situation.

If the dead child didn't think so carefully about him, he could be more fucking cute.

"come over!"

Kiss as much as you want, without losing a piece of meat.

Hearing this, little girl Song immediately raised her head happily and waited for a kiss that seemed to be wrapped in honey.

This time, his eyes are covered with palms, preventing him from seeing his crush.

With the darkness of his sight, what he greeted was not the delicate and affectionate kiss in the past, Joe idiot finally slammed it once.

Compared with the previous contact, this kiss is really breathless.He wanted to respond, but he couldn't catch up with the opponent's speed and strength at all, so he could only be suppressed continuously, and finally surrendered willingly.

Someone's restless hand reached under the man's clothes, all the way up.

Little friend Song wanted more than that, he wanted more.He has always been very concerned about the things he bought before, but he didn't use them once.

It's true that idiot Joe reacted to him, but he was good at stopping, and could always stop at critical moments, let him make trouble, but just ignored him.

All of their communication is with hands and mouth. During the constant running-in, the skills of craftsmanship and mouth have improved. Although it is cool, there are still some shortcomings.

Song Ange was thinking about one thing: before the so-called agreement, he wanted to be wiped clean by idiot Qiao.

"okay."

His hand was caught on the way from top to bottom, a low magnetic voice rang in his ears, his vision finally recovered, and the tip of his rested tongue gradually became numb.

The young man who caught Qiao Peicheng's eyes was lying on the sofa, his clothes were slightly disheveled, his cheeks were thin red, his eyes were covered with a layer of misty tulle, and he stared at him with an ignorant and absent-minded look.

There is a kind of beauty of being ravaged~, and he is the initiator of everything.

Qiao Peicheng wanted to say fuck me crazily, so he covered his face with his palms for the second time to ensure that he would never see those overly alluring eyes again, and then let it go with a breath.

"Pack up your clothes, and don't forget that you are going to drop off the plane with me today."

Qiao Zhixi is leaving here today.

The filming of her scene here was finally finished. The crew had actually left for several days, but she wanted to play crazy here a few times, and stayed until now before leaving to go to the next filming location.

"Honey, I will miss you." Qiao Zhixi hugged her tall brother reluctantly. Logically speaking, they should have left together, but the younger brother would definitely not want to leave so early with little friend Song.

I think he was reluctant to come here because she threatened her in various ways at the beginning, but in the end it was he who refused to leave.

Sure enough, the power of love is enough to change a person.

"Stay away from me." Qiao Peicheng ruthlessly pushed his sister away, trying to come closer and give him a farewell kiss on the cheek.

Every day he kissed and kissed a certain kid who didn't want to be beaten. He didn't want to kiss people outside.

Standing by the side, little friend Song stared straight at the greasy siblings. Seeing that Qiao Zhixi was about to lean over to kiss his idiot Qiao, his heart suddenly burst into sour bubbles.

Knowing that it's a sister-brother relationship, but still can't help being jealous.

"With little friend Song, I don't love my sister anymore. It's really sad." Qiao Zhixi said in a sad tone, pushing away the hand that refused to be seen thousands of miles away from her face.

She saw the boy next to him who was obviously twisting, and the corner of her mouth grinned.

"Little friend Song, why don't you come and accept my farewell kiss?"

Seeing that the person was about to pounce on him, Qiao Peisheng took advantage of his long arms and legs, and took a step, and grabbed Song Ange, who had no chance to react, to his side, avoiding the unruly idiot sister, and urged:

"If you want to go, go quickly."

Qiao Zhixi, who failed again, muttered, "Stingy."

"I have something to talk to you, come with me." Let go of the smirking boy in his arms, Qiao Peicheng grabbed her sister's wrist, and pulled her to stop not far away.

Qiao Zhixi was curious. "About what?"

It was rare to see her younger brother wanting to whisper to her, of course she was curious.

"Sister." Qiao Peicheng was stern, and rarely called Qiao Zhixi sister, straight to the point. "I know you're still hurting, but the past will always pass, and there's no need for you to go on like this."

He wanted to say these words for a long time, but he never found a suitable opportunity to talk to her.

Qiao Zhixi's smiling face froze for a moment, then quickly returned to its original state, pretending to be stupid. "What did you say? I don't understand your sister very well."

"Isn't it just being dumped, can you be a little bit promising? All kinds of getting drunk, dating, as for? It's been more than a year, but if you have any feelings, you won't get back together until now, but I heard that She is looking for..."

Qiao Zhixi couldn't listen anymore, grabbed her nonsense younger brother, forced him to bend over, and then gritted her teeth next to his ear.

"Who was dumped? I wasn't dumped. It was obviously the woman I dumped. After we broke up, I would go to whoever I like. Your sister and I didn't make random appointments. Anyway, I fell in love with her."

Good farewell day, what is wrong with this kid, is he planning to kill her by poking her sore spot?

"It's not shameful to be dumped. Everyone can see that she treats you as a stepping stone. It's not worth your time to care about her at all."

Qiao Zhixi slapped away his younger brother's hand touching the top of her head.

"roll!"

This kid is sometimes even more annoying than Qiao Peishen, that ice-cube, poison-tongued boy.

Qiao Zhixi's suddenly raised voice provoked little Song, who was obediently waiting for the siblings to say goodbye, to look up.

"You recruited me first." Qiao Zhixi saw the little friend Song behind him, and thought of a plan, and lowered his voice to say this unclear sentence.

Without waiting for her brother to respond, she began to say loudly: "I saw Allen's tweet saying that he wanted to come here for a stroll. If he knows that his little sick is here, he must be very happy. I think I should send him a message. Tell him the good news."

Allen was the little boy who used to live next to their house, a possessive, perverted bear kid.

He most liked to cling to Qiao Peisheng who was still weak at the time.

When I was studying, I made all kinds of noises about transferring to Qiao Peicheng's class. Who would dare to bully the "delicate" Qiao Peicheng?

Later, if his family hadn't immigrated away, Qiao Zhixi would have no doubts that this kid could slowly abduct her brother.

Although not often seen, the other party still has contact with her younger brother. As an older sister, she naturally has a little contact with Alan.

Qiao Peicheng didn't need to turn back at this time, he could know that the little kid was pursing his lips in unhappiness at the moment, and all kinds of crazy things made up for things that didn't exist.

"Qiao Zhixi, you are ruthless."

He squinted his eyes and met the idiot sister with a proud face.

Who knew that he was still not satisfied, and when he saw that little girl Song couldn't help but step forward, Qiao Zhixi quickly said a word. "The cruel ones haven't come yet. Don't worry, go home and coax them well."

"Little Song, you don't know who Allen is, do you?"

Qiao Zhixi began to use more moves.

"He is a cute boy like you. He has dimples and canine teeth when he smiles. He is very sweet. When he was young, he liked our Qiao Peisheng very much. At that time, Qiao Peisheng was in poor health. He ran in front of my family and swore to protect his brother Qiao, whoever dared to treat him badly would beat him to the ground every minute."

"Isn't he a cute kid? You don't know, if you hadn't appeared, I always thought my brother would definitely be here—"

Qiao Zhixi, who was in a good mood, happily shared with little friend Song about her brother's past messes.

Think of what to say and say, all kinds of embellishments, for fear that little friend Song will not be angry after hearing it.

Before she could finish speaking, a big hand appeared in the air, covering her chattering mouth.

"Sister, Delia and Ning Yuqing are waiting for you, you better go." Qiao Peisheng covered the mouth of Qiao Zhixi, who liked cheating younger brothers.

One hand covered her mouth and forced her to move forward, while the other hand pushed her luggage to Delia who had been waiting not far away for a long time.

He patted the stupid sister on the shoulder and smiled. "Walk slowly."

Qiao Zhixi grinned fearlessly. "We're even."

Being able to trick this younger brother is simply a great thing for her to celebrate with fireworks.

In the past, this guy had almost no weaknesses, never opened his heart to accept others, and didn't care about anyone, not even himself.

Otherwise, how can you sneak away to fight for life and death with others in your teens, without taking your own life at all?

Until a little friend Song appeared, he began to revolve around him every day, and his emotions were always drawn by the other party.

He was in charge of Song's life and his studies, so no one who knew him would believe him if he told it and didn't see it with his own eyes.

The idiot sister finally left, Qiao Peicheng heaved a sigh of relief, thinking of little friend Song who was standing behind him, the smell of vinegar could fill the entire airport, he had a headache.

I will definitely lose my temper with him later.

Don't coax, absolutely don't coax.

Why did he have to coax this kid?

It's not his wife, no matter what, she has to be coaxed.

Just a little kid whose feelings are not yet clear, if he coaxes him well, won't his taste change?

Let him think that he can really kiss him for the rest of his life?Don't even think about it.

But when he turned around, he didn't see anyone. In the blink of an eye, the dead child didn't know where he went.

As for being so angry?

Qiao Peisheng looked for someone with his long legs, but luckily he found him in less than a minute.People stood in the hall, their eyes kept turning, as if they were looking for someone.

"Look at what?"

"Brother Cheng, I seem to have seen sister Tong." Little friend Song replied honestly.

He looked around, but the familiar figure he had seen flashing past before did not appear again.

Hearing this, Qiao Peicheng also looked around, but he also didn't see the familiar figure.

"Maybe it's your eyesight."

"No, no, it should be her." Song Ange took out her vibrating phone and sent a text message.

It was sent by Sister Tong, saying that she was going abroad to relax, so don't worry about it.

Because it is like a family existence, so I told him specially.

With Deng Yusa's incident happening, it's understandable for Sister Tong to want to go out to relax, Song Ange understands.

He put away his mobile phone, looked up at idiot Joe standing beside him, and asked:

"Who is Alan?"

He didn't forget what Qiao Zhixi said, if he hadn't seen sister Tong flashing by, he would have chatted with him about Alan long ago.

"A friend. You don't know if you tell it, and you can't see it even if you point it out. Why do you ask so many questions?"

Qiao Peicheng knew that this was not over.

"He's cute? Cuter than me?" According to Qiao Zhixi's words, he has dimples and canine teeth. He must be very cute, and he might especially like the master in front of him.

Who is cute?

Judging by his appearance, Ellen is indeed cute.

He has a sunny face and a sweet smile. If he didn't know the perverted character underlying this face, he could be said to be extremely cute in Qiao Peicheng's heart.

Now, Song Ange stared at the face that once belonged to him and asked him such a question. He was so invincible and wanted to beat him up.

How can a man compare with another man who has never met, who is cuter?He also had an attitude of "If you don't praise me as cute, you will die".

The most important thing is - this person is still the same person he used to be.

What is a person set collapse?

This is.

Witnessing that the character set belonging to Song Ange collapsed a little bit, and there was also an element of him doing evil unintentionally, I couldn't stop worrying.

"He looks cute, you can't be cute."

Song Ange can't be cute, but cool.

"How cute is he? I want to see!"

An honest word successfully ignited Song Ange's little temper, the smell of gunpowder mixed with vinegar, which can be called extremely sour.

"I don't want to hit you, so I won't show it."

Qiao Peisheng's mobile phone didn't save Alan's photo, but he followed him on various social accounts such as ins and twi. There were countless selfies and videos on it, which completely allowed Song Ange to take a good look at how cute he was.

Alan contacted him a few days ago to ask where he was, but he didn't say anything because he really didn't want to meet this guy.

Qiao Zhixi didn't have the guts to say it.

Seeing this, little friend Song remembered that Joe idiot had said that he had someone he liked in order to reject him.

"Do you like him?" If Qiao Peicheng dared to say yes, he would definitely bite him to death.

How could it be possible for Qiao Peisheng to like that little pervert, Alan? He couldn't even say that he liked him from all levels, so it might be too late, okay?

"you guess."

He smiled, successfully witnessing the instant fire-breathing eyes of the boy.

"Didn't you say you don't like men?" Little Song was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

Qiao Peicheng smiled and didn't answer, intending to annoy others.

Little Song was so angry that he exploded. "Don't like him!!"

"shut up--"

Qiao Peicheng immediately covered the boy's mouth, shouting so loudly, it must have attracted many people to watch, it was almost a fight.

"Speak well, don't blow up. To ease the mood, I just blinked, and I let go."

Little friend Song reluctantly blinked.

After a few minutes of silence, he grabbed the hands of the people around him and said sullenly, "Brother Sheng, don't like that Allen."

What's so great about being cute, he can be cuter than he is.

"You can only like me."

How good it is to be narcissistic, isn't it good that Ke Jin likes him alone?

"I don't like him." Unable to stand Little Song's continued low tone, Qiao Peicheng chose to surrender.

Without waiting for the young man to grin smugly, he said again: "I wouldn't like you either——fuck! Is Song Ange itchy?!"

He shook his hand and ordered: "Let go!"

"Woo Song (not loose)."

The muffled voice was very firm, firmly biting his mouth and not letting go.

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

"No, no, no, no (you won't let me beat you)."

"You really should belong to the dog."

Qiao Peicheng couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to scratch his waist.

The ticklish kid Song could only let go of his mouth, and fell into the arms of Stupid Qiao hahaha.

Passers-by frequently turned their heads to see these two good-looking boys hugging each other in public.

It's true that all good-looking people are gay.

"Brother Cheng, does it hurt? It won't hurt if I kiss you." This little clever ghost wanted to kiss when he got the chance.

Qiao Peicheng disgusted and pushed away the little kid who wanted to take the opportunity to ask for a kiss. "If you don't want to see who did it wrong? Get out of here."

Just kissing the madman, ruining his image of Song Ange in a mess, he deserves a beating.

Little friend Song left his arms, grabbed fool Joe's hand, interlocked his fingers firmly, his eyes full of seriousness.

"Brother Sheng, you have to like me."

If you don't give a kiss, you won't give a kiss. When he gets home, he will rush to kiss him while he is taking a shower, and feel good by the way.

"Why?" This kid not only became more childish, but also became more unreasonable and domineering.

"Just because I am Song Ange."

It's your Song Ange.

And I'm happy to be narcissistic.

"I don't like you, also because you are Song Ange."

It's my Song Ange.

So you can't be narcissistic.

The author has something to say: I have something to do tomorrow, so I won’t update_(:з」∠)_