Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 107 2 Young Master, Your Pi Zuo Shipped

Of course, it is impossible for Jiang Zuo to lie obediently and be caught by the crispy duck.

It didn't take long for Shen Yitang to realize that he was angry with Jiang Zuo, who used the beauty trick. He turned his head back: "Dog man! It's useless to use the beauty trick, I won't be fooled!!"

However, when Jiang Zuo turned his head away, Shen Yitang had already buried his head in Jiang Zuo's neck.

Sensing the wet licking from the base of his ears and neck, the itching caused Jiang Zuo to press Shen Yitang's shoulders with a little force, ten fingers sank deep into Shen Yitang's back, Jiang Zuo flinched. Shrugging his shoulders and giggling itchyly, he moved his head and tried to avoid it: "Dog... dog man, are you a dog..."

According to this form of development, his pure and innocent leather duck should be forced to open soon, and Jiang Zuo, who was flustered for a while, stammered: "emmmmm, I think we are making progress, a bit fast..."

Seeing that Shen Yitang didn't seem to hear, Jiang Zuo couldn't help showing a flustered expression: ... so flustered, this is a big problem.

Since euphemistic persuasion was useless, Jiang Zuo, who had no choice but to change his strategy, showed an aggrieved look, staring at the dark ceiling with empty eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "...I knew...you It's just greedy for my body... I just poke the duck when I come up, and I don't consider my feelings at all...Happiness is yours, and it has nothing to do with me, a tool..."

It took a long time for Jiang Zuo to hear Shen Yitang panting in a low voice beside his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Three days..."

Although he didn't understand what Shen Yitang meant, Jiang, who was overjoyed when he stopped, turned his head to the left side, and looked at the ears of the man who was close at hand, covered by scattered hair, in a little confusion.

Shen Yitang buried his face in Jiang Zuo's neck, his brows moved slightly, and he resisted the overwhelming desire that even brought a little pain, "...I'll give you three days to make sure of your mind."

"Intent?" Jiang Zuo, a child with many doubts, repeated it blankly.

"...Do you want to be my heart?" Shen Yitang slowly raised his head, his drooping hair fell in front of his eyes, he stared deeply at Jiang Zuo, his throat moved slightly, "It's not yet three days , I won't touch you."

Jiang Zuo, who had already made sure that he had completely escaped, wanted to set up a few tables at the entrance of the village to celebrate his staged victory. Jiang Zuo, who had just come back to life but had completely forgotten the previous painful experience, had already begun to act recklessly.

The well-behaved Jiang Zuo picks his ears, his face full of disdain: "Ah? Are you still a man???"

Shen Yitang stared at Jiang Zuo's expression closely, and after listening to Jiang Zuo's words, he hooked his eyes, slowly curled the lock of Jiang Zuo's hair with his fingers, and asked, "Why, very disappointed?" He leaned on Jiang Zuo In the ear, the magnetic voice was full of temptation, "If you call me husband now, I will satisfy you as much as you want."

"...but you have to know... once you have made up your mind, you can't change it." Shen Yitang calmly kissed Jiang Zuo's ear that was repeatedly sucked and bitten and was full of wet saliva, with a long and meaningful tone.

He can easily possess this person in his arms, but what he wants is his whole heart, without reservation.

Even if it means that I need to give him a little more patience.

Jiang Zuo, who was determined, curled his lips without being tempted: "No, I don't want to."

Jiang Zuo: Negation from Happy Boy jpg

Thinking that his lovely leather duck will not have any threats from the outside world in the next three days, Jiang Zuo, who was almost humming a ditty, suddenly paused, thinking of the things he might have to face after the three days were over, Jiang Zuo struggled Twisting his body, he tentatively asked a hypothetical question: "Then what if... three days later, my answer is no?"

Hearing Jiang Zuo's innocent question, Shen Yitang smiled softly, the hair falling in front of his eyes covered his eyebrows and eyes, making his face shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, and his cold voice seemed to come from the extreme. From the cold ice cave: "You don't want to know my methods..."

He can give him patience, but it doesn't mean that this patience has no limit.

Jiang Zuo's hair stood on end, he swallowed hard, and said in a very low voice: "...how do you know that I don't want to..."

However, Jiang Zuo, who really didn't think much of it, carefully tasted the man's words in his heart: ... Could this dog man mean that even if he refuses after three days, he will be a crispy duck until I agree, right?

Then wouldn't these three days just serve as a comforting effect, giving him the illusion that he could make a choice?

The difference is only in early death or late death, Jiang Zuo pouted sullenly, and had no choice but to comfort himself that talking like this is better than nothing, he rolled his eyes, and suddenly had an idea: Huh?Doesn't that mean that no matter how hard I tease me in these three days, this dog man won't duck me?

A thought of revenge gradually took shape in his heart, Jiang Zuo smiled meanly: ... dog man, in the next three days you will pay a terrible price for your previous behavior of playing with me!

Jiang Zuo, who was nestled in Shen Yitang's arms, almost laughed arrogantly. Jiang Zuo tried hard to control his expression, inserted his fingers into Shen Yitang's black hair, pressed his head towards him, and then bit softly. It touched his Adam's apple, and stretched out his tongue to lick it tentatively.

Shen Yitang half-closed her eyes, and before Jiang Zuo could act recklessly on him, she quickly picked off the obstructive tracksuit on Jiang Zuo's body.

Seeing Shen Yitang approaching him little by little, Jiang Zuo, who hadn't expected this, couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and a little sweat broke out in his palms, and he put his hands in front of him in a panic: "Huh?! You Didn't you tell me to give me three days?!"

Shen Yitang smiled, and approached him: "I was quite courageous just now, why? Cowardly?"

Jiang Zuo had a night that he didn't want to mention again in his life.

Jiang Zuo, who saved the duck but turned into a strawberry plantation, lay expressionlessly on his side on the bed, with his back to Shen Yitang, and stretched his hand out of the bed, with wet tears in the corners of his dull eyes, Jiang Zuo: If you don't move your skin, you won't be skinned in this life... If you skin me again, I'll kill myself...

And the culprit, the big strawberry sower, embraced Jiang Zuo from behind with a full face.

Jiang Zuo sniffed his nose, shrank his legs sadly, curled himself up, and reluctantly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Zuo, who suddenly felt cold in the middle of his sleep, couldn't help shivering. He opened his eyes in a daze, and with a hazy grunt in his throat, he retracted his hand that was out of the quilt. In the warm bed, Jiang Zuo turned around, rolled the quilt under his body, shook his little buttocks, and was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep when he saw a black figure standing beside the bed in a daze, as if in the dark Look at his sleeping face.

Jiang Zuo was so frightened that his heart almost stopped: "It's too scary to be so scary at night..."

The other party just stood there quietly without speaking.

Jiang Zuo, who was terrified of being stared at, trembled in his heart, and faintly felt that something was wrong. He raised his eyes and looked carefully, and saw a blood-colored moon hanging outside the thin glass window, and under the miserable moonlight, those pair of eyes fixed on His eyes were glowing with faint silver light, the man's face was sparse, the corners of his slender eyes were slightly hooked up, and there was a coquettish slyness on that blurred face shrouded in the bloody moonlight. Holding a whip as thick as a little finger in his hand, he dragged it to the ground in a long way. Blood dripped out from the whip, and in the dark night, the thick blood color formed a small puddle on the ground in no time.

Seeing Jiang Zuo's gaze, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, forming a cruel arc, and uttered a sentence——

"Meow meow."

The voice that entered the ears was warm and provocative, and Jiang Zuo's pupils shrunk to a pin-thin, and he couldn't help but wrap the quilt tightly, and the tone of his voice suddenly became higher: "...dog dog dog dog dog dog holy monk... ...?"

Jiang Zuo trembled, and was about to grab the quilt to shrink himself up, but found that what he was covering on the bed was not a quilt at all, but his long leg hair that covered the entire bed.

Although I really want leg hair, I never thought about such a fierce Jiang Zuo: It doesn't have to be......

In the dark night, the holy monk took a step towards him with an evil face. He pinched Jiang Zuo's chin with his hand, looked down at him, then smiled cruelly, showing his white teeth, and slowly raised his hand. The silvery tweezers in his hand: "If the moon doesn't sleep and you don't sleep, be a baby with bald legs."

Jiang Zuo:?

On this bone-chilling night, the wind was howling outside, and the moon was round and red in the cloudless night sky. From time to time, there were bursts of obscene laughter accompanied by heart-piercing shouts.In the room, the holy monk squeezed the shiny silver tweezers in his hand, and cruelly plucked Jiang Zuo's leg hair all night.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zuo woke up profusely from his sleep.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, the parched Jiangzuo realized that it was just a nightmare...

Thinking of the scene in the dream, Jiang Zuo, who was drenched in sweat, couldn't help but shiver. He was about to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but found that his right wrist felt sore , can't even lift it up.

Jiang Zuo frowned in confusion: Why is my right wrist so sore... My fingers are so tired that I can't lift them... Is the aftereffect of a nightmare so big... Damn the old dog forced the holy monk... the dream also Don't let me go, this little cutie whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Jiang Zuo, who was wronged in the dream, had no choice but to vent his anger on the person beside him. He turned his head and wanted to give Shen Yitang a loud slap to wake him up from his sleep, but found that the man had already washed up and even After taking a shower, the wet hair tipped with water vapor, he was wearing a white bathrobe and sitting on the bed refreshed, with a pair of thin-rimmed black gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, flipping through the hardcover book in his hand.

Jiang Zuo looked a little stunned, and couldn't help blurting out: "Old Fu...!"

Seeing Jiang Zuo woke up, Shen Yitang turned his head, closed the book, bowed his head and kissed Jiang Zuo's dry and soft lips, "Did you sleep well?"

The man's cold glasses pressed against his face, and Jiang Zuo shuddered from the ice, bringing an unspeakable sense of shame, Jiang Zuo blushed, and stammered, "... so-so... "

But it would be great if there was no such nightmare... The sad Jiang Zuo raised his sore hand to his eyes with difficulty, and observed it for a while.

The one who plucked the hair from his legs was obviously a holy monk, so why would he be the one with sore hands... Jiang Zuo's grievance was extremely great.

As soon as the hand was close to the face, there was a faint smell. Jiang Zuo glanced at the refreshed Shen Yitang beside him, and a bad thought suddenly appeared in his heart. He put his finger on the tip of his nose suspiciously After sniffing, the familiar fishy masculine breath came to his nose.

Jiang Zuo, who suddenly understood something, was startled: I'll wipe it!Didn't you say that you won't touch me before three days? Didn't you do something unreasonable to my pure right hand while I was sleeping? !No wonder you get up early in the morning to take a bath, can you be a little bit more dog? ! !

His right hand has lost its chastity forever... Jiang Zuo wept silently, paralyzed on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, Jiang Zuo, who was heartbroken by the dog man, made up his mind Idea's plan for the whole day today is to lie on the bed and recall his sad and insignificant life.

Suddenly a lot of haze appeared in his young life, Jiang Zuo was so sad: If I were any weaker, I would probably jump off a building.