Chapter 150 Pure Straight Man
Chapter 150 Pure Straight Man
Chu He followed Xiao Cheng into the store, which was filled with various old items and photos. Some black and white photos were hung on the photo wall, and some of the color photos had turned yellow.
Xiao Cheng turned around. He expected that she would follow him in. She glanced at him casually and continued to walk in with her hands in her pockets.
Chu He's eyes were filled with surprise as she walked around and looked around. Because the old objects on the ground were a bit messy, she looked down at her feet from time to time.
The space inside the store is not big, and with so many things displayed, it seems even more cramped.
There was a "clang" sound.
Chu He paused, looked down, and saw a rusty metal airplane model that she had kicked.
"Be careful, okay? The things here can't be bought with money. If you break them, they might detain you."
Hearing this, Chu He looked up and stared at Xiao Cheng for a long while, not even daring to lift her feet.
Seeing that she didn't move, Xiao Cheng chuckled, turned around, took a few steps forward, and picked her up.
"useless!"
"I can leave!"
"You kicked me to pieces."
Being held upright by Xiao Cheng, the altitude suddenly increased, and the scene was completely different.
She knew resistance was pointless, so she just let him do it. She was wearing high heels, so she could do whatever was comfortable for her.
Ha, it only took a moment for my brain to come to its senses!
She was stupid before, why was she so awkward with someone like him...
Xiao Cheng walked in. The bookshelves were filled with all kinds of old books, and the air was filled with the smell of old paper.
He didn't put her down until they reached a bookshelf at the end. He placed one hand on the bookshelf beside her and raised the other hand, silently reaching it to her ear.
Chu He thought he was being naughty again and quickly pushed him, but the man didn't move at all.
The man curled his lips, reached out to the bookshelf behind her, pulled out a book from a row of yellowed books, held it up to Chu He, and looked at him with interest, anticipating his reaction.
"have a look."
Dragon Ball...
Chu He didn't take it seriously. "Isn't it just a comic book? What's wrong? Don't boys like to read these?"
Xiao Cheng put one hand on his waist and raised the other hand, casually touching his eyebrows with his fingers.
"Look through it."
"What do you want me to see... childish!"
Chu He was puzzled, but out of curiosity, she did as she was told and flipped through it casually, but didn't find anything unusual.
Xiao Cheng reached out and flipped to a page at random. Chu He stared at the page with wide eyes, her expression gradually changing.
I peeked at a girl taking a bath and my nose started bleeding. I flipped through the illustration and it still showed me entering a girls' bathroom.
Xiao Cheng ignored her, curled up the corners of his mouth, and continued to turn to another illustration, which was an intimate shot of Goku and Bulma.
He leaned over, turned to the first page again, and tapped his slender fingers on the name written in pen.
The two words "Xiao Cheng" are neat and beautiful, and they can't be associated with the sloppy and ruffian-looking man in front of him.
Coming back to her senses, she asked, "Is this your handwriting?"
Xiao Cheng nodded, rubbed his nose, and pointed at the bookshelf.
"These are all mine. Everything I had before I was thirteen is here."
Chu He tilted her head and squinted at him. She thought, this guy has been so lustful since he was a kid, so it makes sense that he said he has talent in that area.
"And... those."
He pointed to a pile of scrap metal toys on the ground, including the iron airplane.
After he finished speaking, he leaned closer, his resolute and handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, almost touching her nose.
A low, tired voice, with a hint of temptation, poured into her ears.
"I'm straight. A completely straight man. There are many books on this shelf that are even more suggestive than these. I can show them to you."
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