Chapter 235: :Supernatural Variety Show 35

Wei Yan glanced at him and saw that he was really anxious, so he handed the phone over slowly.
Zheng Quzhi took the phone and opened the phone contact. He saw that only his phone number was empty there. He twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Wei Yan: "What about the phone number?"
"Huh?" Wei Yan let out an inexplicable voice inadvertently.
"What about the contact information of the program group?" Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, staring at the handsome face and repeatedly persuaded him not to be angry, not to be angry, but to be kind! ! !
"No." Wei Yan said quietly and surely, "I just want to save your phone number."
The air stagnated for a few seconds, Zheng Quzhi's face went from full of anger to consternation, and finally flushed. Holding Wei Yan's cell phone, he took a step back, panicking and looking for a direction to go.
Wei Yan grabbed his hat quickly with his eyes and hands, holding back his smile and lifting his chin in the direction of the door: "The door is over there."
Zheng Quzhi: "..." Fuck!

There was no call from the program group, Zheng Quzhi directly called the emergency number 120, and it was not too remote here. After sending the location, Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief and quietly looked at Guan Weilu on the bed.
Wei Yan didn't intervene in this matter. He should be clear about what happened here, but he didn't respond. Is it because the female ghost would not pose a threat to them?
Guessing that he would only make things worse and worse, Zheng Quzhi let out a sigh of relief and walked to Wei Yan's room with his mobile phone. In addition to asking to understand, he had to ask him for a few symbols.
Otherwise, if something happens to Lin Niansi at night, he will also suffer.
Only when he reached the door of the room, he couldn't help but slow down, and hesitated. Thinking of what Wei Yan said to herself just now, her face flushed again, and she was at a loss.
What if Wei Yan comes to tease herself again?
Thinking of this, he retreated. He doesn't want to come out. He hasn't even talked about a girlfriend. How can he come out?
As soon as he turned around, there was a sound of opening the door behind him, and Wei Yan's voice faintly came: "Come in."
Zheng Quzhi turned his head and handed the phone over: "No, I'm here to return the phone."
Wei Yan half leaned on the door, but did not answer, "What, want me to go over?"
Wei Yan was very tall and could reach the top even if he stood up straight. Zheng Quzhi quietly looked at Wei Yan who was half leaning against him. He felt a little flirtatious. He quickly looked away and walked over dullly.
He was a man of seven feet, and he was afraid of Wei Yan's rhetorical question recently.
It seemed to be asking, but it was actually a threat. Obviously, he didn't threaten him with anything, but Zheng Quzhi just ate this set, and he was able to defeat the battle every time, without the leadership style before Wen Yi and the others.
After Zheng Quzhi entered the room, Wei Yan straightened up and closed the door carelessly.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Zheng Quzhi looking at himself defensively, and he snorted cheerfully, "What are you afraid of?"
"What are you doing when you close the door? I'll leave with a mobile phone." Zheng Quzhi touched his nose and put the phone on the table. As soon as he was about to continue talking, he saw Wei Yan walking towards him, closing his mouth, and stepping back calmly. A few steps.
Behind him was the table, and he pressed his waist as soon as he retreated.
Zheng Quzhi's eyelids twitched, and he always felt that this scene was very familiar. While losing his mind, Wei Yan had already leaned over, instantly making him unable to move.
"If you have something to say well." Zheng Quzhi hurriedly reached out to Wei Yan's chest, "Don't get so close."
"How are you thinking about it?" Wei Yan bowed his head, resting one hand on the table, bending over and looking at Zheng Quzhi.
"What's going on?" Zheng Quzhi stunned: "What to consider?"
Did he lose his memory? He didn't hear what Wei Yan asked him to consider? What the hell?
Upon seeing this, Wei Yan twisted his eyebrows: "Our business."
hiss--
Zheng Quzhi only felt that his little heart was about to jump out, and his brain was muddy. He couldn't do it if he wanted to calm down. It took him a long time to hesitate to say: "Mr. Wei, I actually like women..."
Hearing this, Wei Yan's eyes were cold: "What do you mean?"
What do you mean, don’t you know it! ! Zheng Qu Zhigang couldn't get up, and he trembled and explained: "You are excellent, I also like you, but we are both men, so this is not appropriate."
Wei Yan stayed silent, his face cold.
"Like women?" After a long time, Wei Yan said again.
Zheng Quzhi couldn't figure out what Wei Yan was thinking, and nodded after considering it for a moment: "Yeah."
"Then change it." After speaking, Wei Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense and kissed him directly. It's a pity that Zheng Quzhi hid, his lips fell on the corners of his mouth.
"I can't change it." Zheng Qu thought after thinking about it, but still felt that he might be more inclined to straight men. Before Wei Yan, he had a favorite goddess and had no interest in men. The occasional ripples may only be too long. The result of falling in love.
I've been single for a long time, and suddenly a good person comes over to tease him. Whether it's a man or a woman, it's very normal.
Zheng Quzhi comforted himself, feeling more confident in his heart: "You are so good, and you don't lack me..."
Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked.
Wei Yan's movements were a bit rough, like an angry little lion, holding Zheng Quzhi's hands behind him with one hand and pressing the back of his head with the other, and kissed him roughly.
Zheng Quzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then he fought more fiercely. Damn, his first kiss! Second kiss! Three kisses are gone!
But the power disparity is really not a joke. After struggling for a long time, he didn't get rid of Wei Yan's hand, and was forced to face up and kiss him firmly.
"Do you want to change it?" Just when Zheng Qu knew that he was confused and wanted to say that Wei Yan's lung capacity was good, Wei Yan's lips moved a little away, and the suppressed subwoofer sounded softly.
Zheng Quzhi only hesitated for a few seconds: "If you don't change it, you can't change it."
Sexual orientation issues! What an important question! It's related to the rest of your life, how can you just change it? ?
As soon as the voice fell, the hand on the back of his head suddenly let go of him. Before he could react, Wei Yan's slightly cool hand was caught off guard and leaned into his trousers. The voice was still quiet: "Change or not?"
What the am I? ? ?
Zheng Quzhi changed his face: "Change! This problem should be changed!"
The hand that stopped on his belly button stopped, and the cold touch made Zheng Qu know the goose bumps on his arm, and a heart beating like Bundi.
Without taking the hand away, the chill on Wei Yan's face dissipated a little, turning the direction of his hand, stopped at his waist, moved his fingers slightly, and kissed him again.
Zheng Quzhi held his breath and wanted to hide, but again abruptly held back. Anyway...not very exclusive...
"Good." Wei Yan's whisper was drowned in the fine wheezing.

When he came out of Wei Yan's room, Zheng Quzhi still felt a little flirty, and he felt unreality when he walked. The lips are hot, and there is a lingering feeling on the waist.
He was wearing the mask that Wei Yan put on him, and he knew that his mouth might be swollen without looking. Inexplicably, it was just a mobile phone. After he came out, his life has changed drastically.