sinovels Chapter 34 Face-based march [5]
Chapter 34 Face-based march [5]
The old hooligan's room is very simple, just like his personality, hooligan and tasteless, kingsize bed, neat closet, the color is either black or white, finally there is a notebook of the third color on the bedside table, what the hell It's an understated gray.
Lang Jun disliked Cheng Qing's ignorant choice to stay, so he deliberately didn't go to the guest room to get the new bathrobes and new nightgowns prepared for the guests, and took his old nightgown from the closet at random, and asked Cheng Qing with a smile. Qing: "Cheng Qing, don't you mind?"
Don't mind your sister!
Brother must have lost his mind just now to stay and be disgusted by you!
Ever since he was 7 years old, Cheng Qing mischievously put on the white coat that his genius uncle abnormally used diluted SDS reagent as a detergent to soak his body in the bath. After suffering severe skin allergies, he never Wear someone else's clothes.
But now...he had to.
Cheng Qing, you are doomed to compete with the old hooligan so seriously!
The old rascal's nightgown felt good and comfortable, and smelled of lemon and sunshine.
Cheng Qing's depressed mood improved after taking a comfortable bath. He hummed the song that the band often practiced recently, leaned on the bed comfortably and thought about a certain perfect body in the bathroom, and casually looked at the old hooligan's room .
Really no fun!
It's gray and not autumnal, how can I have that lemon yellow eye-catching!
Lips curled up in disdain, and the dingy Zhixing 3000 was pulled in disgust, his eyes were attracted by a red box, looking at the logo on it, Cheng Qing raised the corner of his mouth with great interest: "Tsk! A ring?"
By accident, Cheng Qing picked up the box and opened it. Cheng Qing immediately fell in love with the things in the box: the Tibetan jewelry style from a hundred years ago, with black silver skull earrings and the ones he was reluctant to replace in the legend of the brave. Skull earrings are alike.
Thinking about the location of this silver building, Cheng Qing suddenly realized that the old hooligan drove to Wanda to write a thesis for the Shenma Club yesterday, and he felt a touch of emotion in his heart.
He has a lot of girls in love, but he has never met someone who is as delicate as the old hooligan, who treats him quietly without asking for anything in return.
But why didn't the old hooligan give the earrings to Qing Erbao?
Hello!Why are you comparing old hooligans with your girls!
Erhuo, does that old hooligan really not ask for anything in return?It's really two words!
When Lang Jun came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, he saw Cheng Qing fiddling with the skull earrings, with his head bowed in contemplation: Wrapped in a silk nightgown that was obviously too big, with long sexy legs overlapping, he was lazily leaning on the bed head, showing a seductive second smile unconsciously.
This unintentionally coquettish beating line is really a bit of a fan of waiting for his own little attack.
Lang Jun pushed his glasses, and raised a nasty smile on the corners of his lips: "You are really self-conscious."
Clearly extremely reluctant, but still pretending not to care, he casually threw the earrings back on the bedside table, stretched out, greeted the old hooligan's girl, pulled the quilt over her lap, and casually replied: "It's you again!" Are you in heat? Spring hasn’t arrived yet, it’s too early!”
It's very low, isn't it?
There seemed to be a ghostly light flashing on the black-framed glasses. Lang Jun walked to the bed with a sneer, leaned over and pinched Cheng Qing's chin, leaned close to the simple and clear face, and asked in a deep voice: "Tonight is such a good opportunity. Do you want to keep your promise?"
"Promise?" Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows, old rascal, have you smoked?Even the fragrant and soft girls didn't promise anything casually, okay?
"Forgot?" He strengthened his hand, pinching the jaw that feels infinitely beautiful, and exerted force with his thumb and index finger at the same time, forcing Cheng Qing to turn his face sideways. Lang Jun raised one corner of his lips, pressed against Cheng Qing's ear, and sneered deeply. Voice reminded, "Jeezer."
Suddenly recalling the first encounter in the PUB three months ago, Cheng Qingqing couldn't help showing a sneering smile: Careful old hooligan, you really deserve your age to be an old virgin.
Hello!Brain supplements are too powerful!Just because you haven't been in love doesn't mean you're an old virgin!
"Don't remember yet?"
"Do you need me to remind you?"
The shoulder blades were clasped by the claws of the old rascal, and the warm breath brushed against the pinnae, causing Cheng Qing's heart to throb.
Cheng Qing was slightly annoyed by the old gangster's unintentional teasing of his sensitive spot, and grabbed the old gangster's wrist, and threw his head back forcefully, breaking free from the old gangster's grip, hooking the old gangster's neck unwillingly to show weakness, and coquettishly smiling: "Tsk , are you so dissatisfied with desire?"
The sexy neckline, the opening and closing lips, captured the extremely strange desire that slipped from the bottom of his heart, Lang Jun suddenly felt that he had lost, he shouldn't be more frivolous than this frivolous man.
However, at this time riding a tiger is difficult, he can only continue.
Bowing his head, the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of his nose, Lang Jun said with a smile: "Isn't it because you deliberately planned to climb onto this bed?"
Two men whose acting skills are comparable to those of movie kings, suppressed the heart that occasionally lost control, one pretended to be calm, the other pretended to be frivolous, and in extremely ambiguous postures, they were discussing whether it was your desire to be dissatisfied or my deliberate deliberation, neither of them would be willing Show weakness first.
The face was getting closer and closer, Mr. Lang pretended to be calm and wanted to cover Cheng Qing's body. Cheng Qing, who was swaying among the girls and never knew what shyness was, felt the pressure for the first time.
Although he was still smiling coquettishly, not dodging or dodging, he calmly withdrew his arms and placed them between the two.
Lang Jun lowered his head and glanced at the claws covering his chest, suddenly chuckled happily, unexpectedly pushed Cheng Qing to the other side of the bed, teasing: "Why are you nervous, I just want you to move."
your sister!
Cheng Qing rubbed his sore shoulder, and wanted to say that your sister's move is because you are impotent and can't get hard?
Thinking of the disparity in strength between the two of them, if the old rascal becomes violent, he must be the one who suffers, so he can only wisely change the words to: "What's wrong with the Xiangwowo where the brother lay down?"
"Xiangwowo is not so..." Finding that the man who always thought to be extremely frivolous was not as slutty as he imagined, Lang Jun became inexplicably in a good mood. He lifted the quilt and lay down in the same bed with Cheng Qing. Qiu's Zhixing 3000 was put on his lap and turned on, "but it's very warm."
Your sister, is there only one quilt in your house?
It's still warm... I'll fuck it, brother Dang is a warm treasure, right?
You are wrong, sincerity is not a warm treasure, but a bed warmer.
The old hooligan who usually logged off at ten o'clock on time, turned on the phone instead of sleeping at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Cheng Qing squinted at the old hooligan's desktop curiously.
Lang Jun glanced at Cheng Qing from the corner of his eye, raised his eyebrows, and did not avoid him, unlocked with his fingerprint, loaded the system, poked open the legend of the brave, and logged in.
The little swordsman at level 69 was sitting on a bench in the snowy area to restore blood.
Cheng Qing remembered the first time he went to the snowy area, he didn't know how to buy mung bean soup to keep out the cold, and he didn't know how to buy snowshoes to prevent slipping. .
but……
Seeing the old hooligan go online, he just opened the gang list and glanced at it before going offline. Thinking of the little swordsman's secret pursuit of his Qingchen girl in the game, he felt inexplicably displeased, turned his head, and stared at the slightly ruthless With a side face, he asked casually: "Why do you think you are such a scumbag?"
"Huh?" Lang Jun raised his eyebrows, as if he was used to the thought-jumping mode of the wretched girl in the game, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Cheng Qing's rambling questions.
"Chasing after my sister and molesting my brother in the game, what if it's not scum?"
"Your sister Qingchen?"
"Ah."
"Maybe there is no conflict?" Lang Jun stared at Cheng Qing, then returned his attention to the computer, and said meaningfully.
"Don't conflict with your sister! Doesn't it conflict with chasing your sister and flirting with your brother? My morals are all over the place, dear!"
"Is your sister really Qingchen's girl?" Lang Jun asked calmly, not angered by Cheng Qing's words, poked open QQ, checked the messages, opened the browser, and opened a page that Cheng Qing had never seen before. forum.
"Of course." Cheng Qing hesitated, and then affirmed shamelessly.
"Oh." Lang Jun did not continue to expose his lies.
Qing Chen's girl was last online yesterday, and Qing Chen, who always likes to hang on to Q on her mobile phone until dawn, is not online. Even though he has been reluctant to believe it, he has to admit that since seeing Cheng Qing and his sister today, she has popped up from time to time. At least [-]% of the absurd guesses that come out are true.
However, these are just conjectures without evidence, no matter how sure Mr. Dalang is, he will not say it easily.
Whether it's revenge, or... whatever, he likes to wait for sufficient evidence and when the time is right, he will finish his work in one battle.A day of suspicion and speculation has already done enough psychological construction, so those who are shocked have already left home.
Lang Jun logged into the forum as if nothing had happened, and sure enough there were several private letters.
Opening the seals one by one, Lang Jun's expression remained calm all the time, but Cheng Qing frowned, changed from squinting to blatantly looking, seeing that the old hooligan had no intention of stopping, he simply moved his butt to the left, generously Standing shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Lang, he read the private letter that Mr. Lang poked open last.
[K:
Recently, there have been devils trying to attack the network center of the 21st hospital. Liu's computer has been taken care of, and his research institute has also followed suit, preparing to kill the devils.
H】
Lang Jun only replied to the last private message, and the content was short: Has the target been determined?
After a while, Lang Jun received a reply from Hero: confirmed.
Lang Jun: OK.
Hero: RIKEN who counterattacked the island country after being wiped out【Note 1】
Lang Jun: Must.
"Yo! The legendary hacker?" Isn't that brother's computer he can enter and leave whenever he wants?
"The color is wrong." Lang Jun closed the forum and turned off the phone, "I am red."
Red?Honker?
In the dark, Cheng Qing pulled his mobile phone Qiandu Hongke: Hongke is a kind of spirit that loves the motherland, upholds justice, and forges ahead.Those who have this spirit and love computer technology can be called red hackers.Honkers usually use their own technology to maintain domestic network security and fight back against external attacks. 【Note 2】
So, there is a fiery heart hidden under the old hooligan's ruthless appearance?
Do you want to subvert it like this!
"Tsk, your heart is actually red." In the darkness, Cheng Qing teased so weakly.
"Family inheritance." Lang Jun closed his eyes and explained it gracefully to the man suspected of being a wretched girl, but he pulled Cheng Qing's hand on his chest very viciously, "It's actually hot."
rogue!old rascal!
So Cheng Qing touched the old hooligan's chest even more roguely, and praised: "It feels good."
Turning over, turning his back to the old hooligan, he said good night, and secretly ground his teeth and cursed: "Sister, I was molested by a stinky hooligan who has no emotional intelligence again! What kind of trouble is this going to be? My brother likes girls, yes girl!"
Amidst the resentment towards the old hooligan and the infinite longing for the girls, Cheng Qing quickly rushed to Zhou Gong's arms, but Mr. Lang Jun, who was sharing the bed with someone for the first time, was extremely uncomfortable, closing his eyes and resting his mind to count almost After an hour of 0, 1, he fell asleep in the sound of Cheng Qing's clear breathing.
Cheng Qing didn't sleep well, she hugged a pillow at home and a quilt in the police yard.
Tonight, I slept with Lang Jun in a big quilt, without a pillow, and the quilt couldn't be hugged tightly in my arms, so, in my sleep, I instinctively hugged him very consciously.
Lang Jun, who was in a light sleep, was startled awake, frowned, took his arm from his chest, kicked off his thigh, kicked Cheng Qing half a meter away, and counted 0 and 1 again.
Reluctantly, after 10 minutes, Lang Jun just felt a little drowsy, his arms and thighs rested on him again, woke up again, repeated the action 10 minutes ago, moved out, and continued to seduce Duke Zhou.
He obviously underestimated Cheng Qing's desire for a pillow. This time, within 5 minutes, Cheng Qing entangled him again.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the urge to throw someone on the floor, kicking the man who looked like a dog's skin plaster away.
As a result, as soon as I closed my eyes, it became sticky again.
I really want to go to another room to sleep peacefully, but I can't live without doing my own crime.
In order to marry his uncle with facial paralysis earlier, he lied uneasy and well-intentioned, and ended up paying himself...
Mr. Lang Jun, this is retribution.
Do you know that your uncle who wants to marry you wholeheartedly wants to see you in a relationship and has already thought that men and women are not taboo, as long as they are individuals, it will be fine?
Can you know that the God of Nie Yuan, who looks after you, will cannon fodder you without hesitation as long as you meet JQ?
Children, accept your fate, it's destiny for you to have skin-to-skin contact!
Well, the vengeful Mr. Lang Jun really resigned to his fate for the time being.
He donated an arm for Cheng Qing to hold, and pretended that Cheng Qing was a big dog raised by his old man, and finally hooked up with Duke Zhou.
When a person is asleep, it is difficult to control the posture or something.
The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, the biological clocks of the two took effect at the same time according to the will of the god of evil fate. They opened their eyes at the same time, and Cheng Qing was greeted by a ravaged and appalling nightgown and a sexy chest gleaming with water.
The heart skipped a beat, Cheng Qing closed his eyes again in depression, the steady and powerful heartbeat knocked tirelessly on the door of his heart.
Keenly aware of the momentary tension of the very elastic thigh muscles pressed on the legs, Lang Jun lowered his eyes, staring at the furry top of his chest, his eyes were dull: the feeling is not bad, it turns out...
The accumulation of ambiguity many times, an unexpected "embracing and sleeping", instantly opened a certain chain in Lang Jun's cells, and he clearly realized that he could indeed have feelings for men.
In this case, good luck for you, change punishment from revenge...
Putting hands on the smooth waist, tightening the numb arms, and fastening them tightly, the two of them stuck together even tighter.
Somewhere that was undergoing a normal physiological reaction in the morning suddenly reached the old hooligan, and his depressed heart instantly turned into a desire to die: Your sister!In the future, the New Year's reward brother will never be distracted again!
Cheng Qing tried to save face, raised his head pretending to be lazy, and smiled coquettishly: "Hi, good morning."
Lang Jun calmly grabbed Cheng Qing's hand and wiped it on his chest, then asked ruthlessly, "Drool?"
The author has something to say: [Note 1] RIKEN: RIKEN
[Note 2] This explanation of Hongke is quoted from the content of Dushou entry. Although it is as concise as possible, I still feel embarrassed in various ways [cover face
Hammer!How come the face base and so on are getting longer and longer! ~