Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Li Qingchen returned to the room, looked for a pile of books, and searched for the exchange of men and women on his mobile phone.

I checked a lot, except for film and television works, I really haven't seen real cases in real life.

The film and television works have changed the **** of men and women in different ways. She at least found a dozen different movies and televisions.

She looked at it roughly, but she didn't see any clues, and there was no practical way to resolve what was happening between her and Mo Yanbai at the moment.

However, there are a few stories that are quite good, and the interaction and relationship between the male and female protagonists are quite romantic.

It's just that she has no intention of admiring this romantic relationship now, and if this continues, she is going crazy.

In desperation, she had to sleep first.

Mo Yanbai's room was decorated very simply, with a cooler and darker tone. It was completely different from the decoration that Li Qingchen liked. However, being in such an environment inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

She was lying on the bed, smelling the familiar but very strange breath of Mo Yanbai on the whole bed, and soon fell asleep smoothly.

Mo Yanbai also fell asleep in Li Qingchen's room.

Early the next morning, he was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.

As soon as Mo Yanbai picked up the phone, he heard his own voice on the opposite side. No, it should be Li Qingchen's voice, because Mo Yanbai has never been so surprised, let alone screamed like that.

He held the phone away from his ears, and after her screaming stopped, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mo Yanbai, your body is out of control!" Li Qingchen said loudly, "What am I going to do now?"

Out of control? Paralyzed or seriously ill? Mo Yanbai was also anxious.

But he calmed down quickly and asked, "What the **** is going on? Where is it out of control, what is the situation? Should I call a doctor?"

"Not that level! It's another level of uncontrollable!" Li Qingchen didn't know how to explain, she sat on the bed, waiting for Mo Yanbai's response.

"Speak carefully and describe the symptoms." Mo Yanbai washed and dressed quickly. Of course, he should care about his own body. If there is a problem with his body, how can he become a criminal policeman in the future?

Li Qingchen said frustratedly: "I mean...why is this? Your body, a certain part, has been in a hard state. I can't wear pants, and I can't... I can't touch it! Very embarrassing! How am I going to go out? What am I going to do now?"

Mo Yan rolled his eyebrows, and then he understood what Li Qingchen meant by uncontrollable.

That's what every man will have when he gets up every morning.

He was covered with black lines, and said, "You mean, the little part that is out of control now?"

Li Qingchen was so embarrassed that he secretly glanced down between his legs, and then said loudly: "It's not a small part at all! A large part is good! What are you going to do?"

"You say it's a big part?" Mo Yanbai was in a better mood, after all, he was praised as a symbol of a man.

"Yes, it's big and big. I can't wear pants, what should I do?" Li Qingchen was not so in a good mood.

"That is the normal physiological reaction of normal men, it is normal." Mo Yanbai explained patiently.