This World Has Gone Crazy

The martyr stunned slightly: "It makes sense, keep going."

"..." Qi Le said, "Goodbye."

Martyr: "..."

Qi Qile pulled Yi Hang away quickly, and looked at those things with twitching in his mouth: "Do you really believe it?"

"What about him?" Yi Hang carried the plastic bag. "Dead horse is a live horse doctor. I want to go back and play games. Where are you going?"

Qi Le looked at the time and found that just in the afternoon, he really didn't want to return, so he said, "I'm going to find my brother, you can go." He stood in place and watched the man go away, then got on a bus and went to Ye Apartments in Mizukawa.

He Ye Shuichuan was a little surprised to see him: "Why did you come here suddenly? Looking for something? Gu Bo?"

"No, come out," Qi Le was silent for a moment, looking at him, "brother, are you kissing a man, is it hard?"

"Hard."

"..." Qi Le said, "Why is this?"

因为 "Because I like him 呗."

Qi Yue is not resigned: "What if you don't like him?"

"What kiss did I have with him?"

"..." Qi Le thought it was right, thought about it, changed the question, "If you don't like a person and then kiss him, would you be hard?"

"Haven't tried it, if you ask the little book, he will tell you it will be tough."

Qi Qile's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Why?"

"He wants to be 呗 with others."

I pray: "..."

Kusuba Mizukawa asked skeptically: "Xiao Yuan, shouldn't you and Gu Bai ..."

"No!" Qi Yue reflexively yelled, "I don't like him and haven't done with him!"

那 "Then what do you ask all of a sudden?" Ye Shuichuan stared at him, estimated his brother's EQ, and asked tentatively, "You hardened when you kissed him? But you don't like him?"

Qi Le silent for a moment, nodded.

那 "Then I change the question," Ye Shuichuan looked at him with a smile on his face, "Do you hate that kiss ... hate it?"

I prayed for a moment, thinking about it carefully, "It seems ... don't hate it ..."

嗯 "Well, you don't hate this kiss, and it's hard," Ye Shuichuan laughed even more happily, "Do you really like him?"

I pray: "..."