The strongest way to be narcissistic

"Little Qiaoqiao, come here."

"Yes, from this angle, it's very handsome. If you don't believe me, look, don't you think I'm cute and you're tall? It's very photogenic."

In a park in Mingcheng, a sweet foreign boy with curly hair stood by the lake, raised his head, pouted, and hooked a man's arm in his hand, and the two of them were very tight.

Opposite them stood a man with a bad face, holding up his mobile phone to take pictures of the two, humming coldly as he took the pictures, as if to attract someone's attention.

"It's finished, can you let go?"

He had been watching the two of them for a long time, and every morning, his prospective boyfriend, like a light bulb, was running errands behind them.

Qiao Peicheng couldn't wish more, but who knew that the little pervert around him just wouldn't let go.

He tilted his head and whispered into the foreign boy's ear. "Ellen, have you had enough trouble?"

What the hell boy?This guy looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was actually two years older than him. God gave Allen such a tender face.

Allen sighed: "Little Qiaoqiao, you talk to me like this, it really hurts me."

He finally let go of his hand, hooked his hand at the person opposite who always liked to be his boyfriend and was jealous of all kinds, and motioned him to hand over his mobile phone.

He has to fix it, and then post the photos on ins to show off his little Qiao Qiao's appearance, envious of those little sao chickens.

"Alan, how long are you going to pester me?"

This is the answer Qiao Peisheng most wants to know right now.

Allen stalked him for over a month.

That's right, just over a month.

It is now March, and he and his little friend Song have been separated for nearly three months. During this period, he has not made a single phone call. He just pretends that the other party is busy with his study tasks, keeps holding back, and never takes the initiative to call.

Talking about returning to the country, going home, is all nonsense. In the past three months, he has never left Mingcheng at all.

I knew that this little pervert would suddenly appear in front of him, saying that he would go to another place to stay.

"I'm not pestering you." Allen took out a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth. After tasting the sweetness, he continued, "I met you by accident."

He had asked Qiao Zhixi where his little Qiao Qiao was happy now, but he said that he would not reveal half of it even if he was killed, and would never betray his brother.

Because he was busy doing errands for his family recently, he gave up the idea of ​​investigating by himself. He never thought that he would meet him in Mingcheng by chance.

"I came here to deal with something. Besides, I know you were here three months ago? Or four months ago? Anyway, you were held hostage in the street that day. I happened to see it. I saw a good place." play."

Especially the play at night was so exciting that he wanted to vomit blood crazily.

Because it's really annoying.It took him so long to break the little Qiaoqiao, but he was abducted by a child with no identity, which was an insult to his charm.

"You were there that day?"

Qiao Peicheng suddenly remembered that he always had the feeling of being watched all day long. He thought it was an illusion, because he no longer had that feeling after the second day.

Since this little pervert is at the scene, there is a nine out of ten chance that he is secretly following him.

"Yes, I followed you all the way, and saw you hugging and kissing a child."

Allen readily admitted.Little Qiaoqiao knew who he was, so it would be boring to hide him.

Thinking of what he saw that day, he bit a corner of the lollipop and snorted, "Didn't you say you are straight?"

In order to find out little Qiaoqiao's sexuality, he conducted various tests before, and the facts ruthlessly proved that she is straight, straight and straight, and there is no possibility of bending at all.

He was very curious, what method was used by the kid who killed him halfway to turn people off.

"I'm always straight." Qiao Peicheng, who had done everything except the last step with little friend Song, labeled himself a straight man again without blushing.

"you--"

He saw that the little pervert in front of him began to narrow his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he grabbed his collar and pressed down, forcing him to lean over.At this moment, the distance between the two of them is enough to let the breath spray on each other's skin.

"Little Qiaoqiao, do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

"Joe! Pei! Sheng!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

One is a question that is close at hand and wrapped in honey.

One was a roar filled with fire||powder behind him.

His attention was on the latter.

What to be afraid of, sometimes things like coincidences are really fucked.

"Little Qiaoqiao, an interesting development is coming."

Under Allen's malicious smile, Qiao Peicheng scolded his mother in his heart.

In the next second, his right hand was grasped by an aggressive young man who appeared at an unknown time, and he felt that his day was over.

Allen held the candy in one hand and waved at the boy with the other. "Hi~"

This behavior, in Song Xiaoyou's heart, can be regarded as a provocation from the vicious male partner.

Why is he here?

Because today is the weekend, my eyes hurt from writing the test paper when I got up in the morning, so I wanted to go for a walk.

During the period when Joe Fool is not at home, once he is free, facing the living space of two people, he can't help thinking about him all the time, and he has to suppress his urge to make a phone call, so whenever he has nothing to do, he will go out to relax.

He has been in this park for a month, and he also met a bunch of old people who like to fish, bought fishing tools for this, and occasionally sat with them by the lake for a few hours, wanting to use this method to nourish son.

To save Qiao Peicheng from disliking him for his bad temper and impulsiveness all day long.

Just as he was about to leave to solve the lunch problem, he saw a familiar figure from a distance.

That profile, that height, that temperament, if it wasn't his idiot Joe, who could it be?

Also, who is that little dwarf who can't see clearly?In broad daylight, he dared to pull his idiot Joe's collar, and got so close to him that he was about to kiss him. What was even more annoying was that idiot Qiao didn't do anything about it.

Can he not blow up?

It's blown up, okay?

What about going abroad?

Now he's fooling around with a wild man outside, stealing || love and don't know where to find a good place, shameless!

He is not the kind of person who would swallow his anger when seeing his "husband" cheating, pretending nothing happened and be angry with himself.

Today he wants to expose the dead liar Joe idiot, let's see how he can explain that not only did he not leave Mingcheng, but he also has a flirt||who is raised by someone, flirting carelessly in a self-cultivating park!

Song Zheng's wife An Ge's cheeks flushed with anger, and she was holding someone's hand very hard.

Seeing that the cute young man on the other side dared to smile sweetly at him, he couldn't help but start to grind his teeth in anger.

He kept repeating the scene he saw just now in his mind, feeling sour in his heart, trying to do something to defend his position.

Qiao Peicheng moved his hands, reminding a certain boy who was about to be crushed to death. "Little Song, it hurts."

Should he be so angry, he didn't do anything.

behave in a spoiled manner?

Song Ange, who was getting angry, lost his train of thought at this voice, and started to go elsewhere.

Allen hurried to get involved. "Little Qiaoqiao, I'll blow it up for you and it won't hurt anymore."

This person steals lines!

Song Ange stared, and looked up at idiot Qiao who had a calm expression on his face.

This is obviously what he should have said.

"Brother Cheng, aren't you homesick and have you returned to your country?" He had to calm down, he had to pay all the bills.

"I'm back, I just came back." A certain person's lying skills have always been strong.

Allen, who was a theater spectator, sneered when he heard this.

Little liar.

Ever since I was a child, I have always lied to people, and sometimes I really don't know which of his words are true and which are false.

Seeing Alan's knowing smile, Song Ange believed that idiot Qiao was lying to him 100%, and he must be with this foreign boy in front of him during this time.

If he had known this before, what distance would he hold to produce beauty, and he suppressed his desire to contact him all day long, so he would have called every day to check up.

It's too late to say anything now, and I don't know where these two people have progressed?

"Who is he?" He is now very concerned about this question.

"Friend." Qiao Peicheng didn't think he was lying,

Allen added. "A very special friend."

Qiao Peisheng couldn't bear it anymore. "Alan, shut up!"

Allen, who was murdered, shrugged indifferently, with a look of "since you said so, I reluctantly agree".

Allen?

Is it the cute boy that Qiao Zhixi said grew up with Joe Fool and protects him all day long?

Song Ange immediately cheered up a hundred times, and seriously looked at this man who looked younger than him.

The eyes are big, with double eyelids, and also blue pupils, which are different from the gray-blue color of idiot Qiao, this blue is very bright, like the clear sky.

The mouth is not only small but also pink, and the face is also the size of a palm. When she smiles, it is just like what Qiao Zhixi said, with dimples and canine teeth.

I have to admit, this person is cute and sweet.

With a height of about 1.7 meters [-], she is simply petite and beautiful in front of Joe's idiot, which is extremely correct in the eyes of passers-by.

A heartbreaking fact.

Unconvinced, little friend Song squeezed idiot Joe's hand tightly, gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear, "Brother Cheng, let me ask again, am I cuter, or is he cuter?"

Allen himself was not there at the time, and now they happened to appear together, so he wanted to hear what stupid Joe would answer.

"Of course I'm cute." Allen's ears were pointed, and he answered for his little Jojo without humility at all.

Song Ange didn't care about him, he wanted to listen to what idiot Joe had to say.

Ah--

Qiao Peisheng sneered in his heart.

Shura Field?

No, with Alan's participation, it is absolutely impossible to be a pure Shura field. If you accidentally encounter this perverted nerve, it would be terrifying.

There were two people in front of him, one looked at him with a smile, and the other glared at him.

He chose not to choose, and replied slowly:

"Not as cute as me."

Little friend Song was sulking as he expected, but Alan was still smiling, showing no emotion.

Alan is used to Xiao Qiaoqiao's shamelessness.

He knew that little Qiaoqiao would never choose him, and even wished to get rid of him, but whenever he encountered any ambiguous questions about him, little Qiaoqiao would definitely clean himself up.

After all, no one knows who he is better than little Qiaoqiao.

If it hadn't been 100% verified that Xiao Qiaoqiao was straight, he could only regret giving up the idea of ​​getting someone, and he wouldn't let someone take advantage of it.

Although I now know that Xiao Qiaoqiao is bent, it is a pity that Allen will not touch things that others have touched.

Just like when little Qiaoqiao's elder brother Qiao Peishen touched his favorite toy, he immediately picked it up and smashed it to pieces.

Things that are touched are not his, but they cannot belong to others, so they should be destroyed.

Little Qiaoqiao is considered to have the foresight. From childhood to adulthood, every move of little Qiaoqiao will not make him have the idea of ​​"this belongs to me, and no one else can touch it".

Therefore, apart from being a little bit unreconciled and unhappy, he now has no more terrible thoughts.

"Hi, let me introduce you formally. I'm Alan Christie, a good friend of little Jojo."

Don't reach out to hit the smiling person, let alone the person who smiles so harmlessly and sweetly.

Song Ange reached out hesitantly, and took the opponent's hand.

"Song Ange."

Allen smiled even sweeter, and hooked his hands at the boy, looking very mysterious. "Song Ange, lower your head, I have something to tell you."

Song Ange subconsciously looked at Stupid Joe, and waited for him to nod before bending over.

As his face leaned over, he only heard Alan speaking in his ear——

"Is that Song Ange? Actually, you are very cute."

Immediately afterwards, the cheek was touched by the other party, and soon, so fast that it was too late to think about what happened.

Sensing that something was wrong, Qiao Peicheng, who had no time to stop it, instantly crushed the water bottle in his hand.

He lowered his eyes, pulled little friend Song over, and rubbed his cheeks carelessly. If it wasn't for the suspicion of kissing Allen indirectly by kissing him now, he would definitely do a thorough disinfection.

How could Qiao Peisheng and Alan grow up together without being affected?

He still has such a thing as possessiveness. As for the severity, it is currently unknown.

Because there was nothing or someone I wanted to care about in the past, I don't know what the real outbreak will be.After all, at that time, he was a person who didn't even care about himself, let alone care about others?

Alan, who knew this well, smiled at him proudly.

He is expressing—

Look, I found out, little Qiaoqiao, you will finally have something to care about.

It's just a pity that that person isn't me who used to care about you very much.