MTL - The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol’s Fake Boyfriend-Chapter 55 0 confirm

Chapter 055 to confirm

When I heard these four words, Yan Feng’s heart was ecstatic!

... God, he confirmed that Ling Ke also likes himself?

Yan Feng raised her hand and grabbed her face. She was so excited that she couldn’t speak... The original guess of Shen Yuezhe’s stupid man was still a bit accurate!

Unexpectedly, Ling Ke said after the sentence and promptly reflected all kinds of peach blossoms before the maple, I was afraid that the so-called "like" of Xiao Feng was different from his own understanding, so he quickly added: "But I am not sure..."

Because his tone is a bit serious, and called Feng Feng's heart is tight, can Ling want to back down?

Indeed, normal straight men always have to consider real-life problems when they encounter such situations, especially those who are sensible and cautious.

Yan Feng turned around and asked: "Do you worry that you like the same sex?"

Ling Ke had already recognized the fact that he was **** after his sexual awakening. He never worried about it. However, if he was too frank in front of Yan Feng, it seems that he did not appear to be a "straight man", so he pretended to be arrogant. Road: "There is a point."

Yan Feng’s inflated heart seems to be caught by a net, and he is anxious to open the other side: “In fact, this is normal...”

Ling can sneak a sneak peek at him: "You are not afraid of making a mistake?"

Yan Feng: "What do you mean?"

Ling Ke: "I have read an article before, saying that some straight men will also have a good impression on same-sex, but they are not homosexual themselves, but they instinctively want to pursue some excitement, or be confused for a while..."

Yan Feng Emei: "You think we are too entertained, but it is probably not **** itself?"

Ling Ke "hhh", but my heart is not - "we" is too entertaining, but "you."

Ling Ke’s character is rather than a jade. He wants to be 100% sure. Once he is together, he will never allow the other person to feel at ease. If Yan Feng still holds the attitude of the game, it is just because of “fun”. And to say these words, he would rather not have that feeling.

Yan Feng indulged for a moment and said: "How do I say, I don't really agree with the article. In my opinion, if a man has a physiological impulse to another man, then there is no such thing as a straight man. Situation. Some men claim to be heterosexual, but they have never realized their true sexual orientation. They are also interested in men, but they may deliberately evade, or simply try to find a woman to marry, then society. He and himself will think that he is a heterosexual... If I really feel about you, I will face my own sexuality and will never escape or resist this problem..."

Having said that, the glimmer of the light in the brain of Sui Feng’s brain flashed a slap in the face: “So, if you are not sure, do we have to find an opportunity to do it once?”

Ling Ke: "...!?"

Yan Feng was very nervous. He explored the bed of Ling Ke and grabbed the other hand's hand: "If we can accept each other, they are really together, okay?"

Do it... once! ? ? Is it the kind of "doing" that he understands? Real guns live? Home run?

Ling Kexin is like a drum, can't believe that Feng Feng can say such a bold proposal!

"...when, when?" Ling Ke, who was stunned by desire, even asked the time subconsciously.

Yan Feng felt that the palm of his hand was suddenly grabbed by Ling Ke, knowing that he was also very heart-felt, and he smiled in his heart: "With you."

Ling can ask the sentence, his face is too hot, and he dare not be too obvious. He presses on the tide of his heart, Shen Sheng said: "At the end of the recent period, prepare for the exam first, we... also take good care of it. Think about it, don't be too impulsive, after the exam...say."

Yan Feng pinched his hand and smiled: "Well, listen to you."

After that, I went over and kissed Lingke’s lips: "Good night..."

Ling Ke: "..."

Turning off the lights is another sleepless night.

***

At 8 o'clock the next morning, Lingmu got up early and went downstairs to buy some hot snacks, ready to eat for two children.

Impression Ling can not sleep late even on holidays, but today, but wait until the people come out, Lingmu can not help but quietly open the door to see, see two children snuggling together, that is called Feng Feng The little handsome boy rested on the neck of his son, and one foot was still wrapped around Ling Ke. The two-bed quilt that had been clearly defined had already been kicked out.

Her heart warmed and she closed the door and retreated.

“Still still sleeping?” Ling’s father sat on the sofa and had breakfast while watching the morning news. The volume was a bit low.

"Well, it may be tired, wait for them to get up."

Ling Ke woke up at 10 o'clock in the morning. Last night, he was smashed by Feng Feng for one night. He didn't fall asleep for half a night. He sneaked up in the early morning to take a bath. After he finished, he slept back and felt, body and spirit. When he reaches the limit, he will sleep to this point.

He looked at the maple leaf that was close at hand, and the other party was still asleep, and the long eyelashes hang down, making it safe and harmless.

Thinking of the conversation and agreement between the two people last night, Ling Ke’s heartbeat began to accelerate again.

Yan Feng noticed the movement on the side, the eyelashes trembled, and opened his eyes. After his eyes were fixed, he instinctively wanted to come up and kiss Ling Ke, but was pushed away by Ling Ke...

"Get up!" Ling can get up and dress in panic.

Yan Feng smiled and sat up lazily.

The two of them washed each other and used a microwave oven to heat up the hot mother. I bought it early in the morning and simply ate it. After a short while, Ling’s father made a few small dishes to prepare to officially entertain Zhang Feng’s meal at home. .

In the middle, Lingmu also asked her son to go downstairs to buy some drinks. When Ling could come back, I saw that Feng Feng was sitting on the sofa with his mother and had a good time.

"What are you talking about?" Ling is curious.

"Let's talk about the four hands in the welcome party." Yan Feng smiled and blinked at him.

Ling mother rarely heard her son's dynamics, and she was in a good mood. She complained to Ling Feng that she was too introverted. She wanted to know what had to be heard from other people.

Yan Feng smiled and said to Lingmu: "Auntie, Ling Ke, he is not introverted, he is just too lazy to care."

Ling was surprised, indeed, because there were several chicken and duck talks during his childhood communication with his parents, which made him very annoyed. Since then, he has understood a truth - to say no benefit, as long as he Well done, parents have no complaints.

At first he just didn't want to communicate with people who didn't understand him. Slowly, this state evolved into "don't want to communicate with more stupid people." Finally, it became a state of "not communicating if it is not necessary."

Once accustomed to this approach, Ling found that life became very easy and saved a lot of time, allowing him to immerse himself in his spiritual world.

Ling mother asked: "Really?"

Yan Feng: "Yeah, he is a little slow. When I first met him, he didn't care much about me. I chatted with me. 'Hmm'. 'Oh' 'Oh' single word goes out... Later I talked to him. When I was familiar with it, I found out that he would also talk about it."

Ling Ke blinked, so he said that he likes Feng Feng. In addition to being attracted by his appearance, there is one of the most important reasons - he thinks that Feng Feng knows him.

No one has ever been close to him like Yu Feng, and warmed him with sunshine.... And as he got along, he found that Feng Feng knew him more and more, and sometimes he didn’t need to say anything. Yan Feng knows what he thinks and thinks.

Lingmu said with emotion: "Hey, our family is small, if you are half cheerful and outgoing, you will be fine..."

Ling did not want to listen to his mother complaining about himself, turned to the kitchen to help his father to serve.

Lingmu looked at the back of his turn and left, and smiled helplessly: "I also know that there is no perfect person, Ling Ke is so independent, I am very happy with his father, but sometimes I see other children and parents with my parents. Relatives, dependence and spoiling, I am also very envious... Maybe people just don’t know enough. If you have this, you still want that."

Yan Feng thought about it and suddenly said: "Auntie, do you have WeChat?"

Lingmu: "Well? Yes, I can apply for it, but I don't use it."

Yan Feng looked back and saw Ling Ke still in the kitchen, blinking at Lingmu, whispered: "We add a WeChat, you want to know what dynamics Ling Ke has recently, can ask me."

Lingmu Yixi, immediately took out the mobile phone, and added friends to each other with the help of Yan Feng.

After the meal, Yan Feng and Ling Ke took the subway back to school.

New Year's Day is a stressful test week. Everyone has entered a state of intense review. Although they are only a big one, they are in a prestigious school. The intensity of knowledge investigation is very large, and there is a strict cheating mechanism. It’s easy to fish in troubled waters.

Most of the professional courses in the Department of Journalism are based on memorizing memories. There are no shortcuts. Some students who have been squandered for a semester can't wait to hang the books at this juncture. At one time, the endorsements of several nearby dormitories will be all night long.

Ling Ke has a habit when reviewing, and must stay alone, otherwise it is easy to be distracted.

Thinking of the New Year's Day, Feng Feng and the appointment he made, he couldn't even be with Feng Feng. It was just two people to review separately, so that they could clear their hearts. So after two weeks, Ling Ke would go out to the library early in the morning.

Of course, not all students are as self-control as Ling Ke, and some people with severe procrastination always have to wait until they die, such as Xie Qibao. In the last few days, Gao Junfei’s “more than three courses” Under the threat of being dropped out of school, I began to hold my feet while crying.

The time spent on learning is always very fast. In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. The students have come out of the examination room, and they seem to have gone to hell.

"How is the test?" Yan Feng and Ling can meet outside the examination room.

"It's still a success." For many years in the examination room, Ling is quite calm.

Yan Feng asked: "That thing... how is it considered?"

Ling Kexin jumped, but he always remembered, but did not expect that Feng Feng could not wait to go out and ask questions!

The college entrance examination is the default direct holiday. It will take half a month to check the results online. No matter what the test is, it will be the next semester. It is estimated that these days, local students will leave. School.

Going to a place where there are fewer people, Yan Feng whispered, "Tomorrow?"

Ling can be nervous: "So fast?"

Yan Feng smiled and said: "When is the time for you to wait for the New Year?"

Ling Ke was in a mess, touched his nose and hung his eyes: "Okay, okay..."