This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Chapter 101: Sheng Minglang (1)

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The alarm bell rang at 13 o'clock on time, and the young man who fell asleep on the bed was directly covered by the quilt, pretending he didn't hear it.

Everyone in the next room woke up, ran to the master bedroom door and kicked the door, "Fuck! Sheng Minglang, your fucking alarm clock is ringing!"

The man persistently called for people to kick the door, and finally the young man on the bed couldn't take it anymore, he threw off the quilt angrily, his heroic face was filled with the low pressure of lack of sleep, "Damn you son of a bitch, what are you doing?" I shut up!"

He opened the door with a swish, and frowned, "Go back to sleep."

The dead dog wailed, his eyes lingered on Sheng Minglang's half-naked upper body, his nosebleeds almost flowed out, "I see you dressed like this and you want me to go back to sleep? You think I'm a fake Fuck it, Sheng Minglang, I beg you, you can pretend to be 1 fuck me once."

Sheng Minglang scolded a few words impatiently, and rubbed his hair in displeasure, "I owe you more than you, and you want me to pretend to be you? Fuck you!"

Sheng Minglang, a well-known game anchor of Cat Live, has perfect strength, touching appearance, cool guy with abstinence, but when he smiles, he has a super sunny little tiger tooth, who has attracted thousands of fans by his face, but in fact, He's a dick.

A pure zero who has been looking forward to being fucked by Lao Gong since the age of eighteen, a flirt.

However, there are more 0s and 1 less in the circle, more monks and less porridge, Sheng Minglang grows up so big, every time he goes to the bar, he will be praised by the little 0 for being so fierce and handsome, a delicate little daisy is hard to reach the old chrysanthemum.

Being woken up and unable to sleep, Sheng Minglang pushed Lin Gouzi away, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down irritably, with a pair of long legs protruding on the black coffee table, his face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Gouzi sat next to him and scratched his feet, "When will the kid come?"

This is what Sheng Minglang is annoyed about, "Who knows, that bastard Sheng Mingyan still likes to pick up people outside at such an old age, this time the people he picked up are fucking adults and even recognized as adopted sons, I got a big nephew for nothing. "

"Didn't you mean the plane this afternoon? This kid is quite awesome, and he was admitted to Z University." Lin Gouzi smelled his hands after picking his feet, showing a disgusted expression, "Brother called me yesterday Speaking of it, you take care of it, I don’t know if this kid is handsome or not, the elder brother told me to remember to prepare the meal and wait for him, alas, it’s fine if he is a handsome boy, if he is a bear boy, who the hell will prepare the meal what."

Sheng Minglang snorted coldly, then frowned and asked, "What time did you say the flight was?"

"Afternoon, maybe at three o'clock in the afternoon." Lin Gouzi thought about it carefully, "Oh, I arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon. It's too late to go to the airport at this time! Let the children come by themselves?"

"Send him the address," Sheng Minglang clicked on the takeaway on his mobile phone, and said to himself, "Trouble."

As soon as Zong Yuan got off the plane, he pressed down his hat and went out to take a taxi. He was dressed casually, with the brim of the hat stuck extremely low, suppressing most of the shadows, covering his face tightly, carefully avoiding the touch of people around him, until he got into the taxi. I breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone just rang, and it displayed a local phone number, Zong Yuan connected it, and put it in his ear to listen.

A lazy voice told him the address perfunctorily, "Nephew, do you hear me clearly?"

Lin Gouzi sat next to Sheng Minglang, waiting to hear the child's voice, who would have hung up on the other person directly.

"Wow," Lin Gouzi stroked his chin with a look of admiration, "It's kind."

With a dark face, Sheng Minglang put on his clothes angrily and went to take a shower, "Day."

Zong Yuan said: "XXX Jiayuan."

The driver was taken aback, and subconsciously asked again, "What?"

Zong Yuan tapped the cushion with his fingers, "XXX Jiayuan."

He's getting a little impatient.

The driver finally drove the car. Zong Yuan pulled down the window and pressed the hat again. The cats, cats and dogs on the side of the road roared uncontrollably when the car passed by. The driver smiled awkwardly, "Haha Haha, very lively hahaha."

After arriving at the destination an hour later, Zong Yuan got out of the car and gave the money. The driver carelessly took the money from him, and his fingers touched Zong Yuan without paying attention. The thing hit the top and jumped up a little bit with the hat on.

The driver was bowing his head to get the change. He didn't pay attention to this, so he took the money and handed it to Zong Yuan, "Sir, do you want to issue a ticket?"

Zong Yuan shook his head stiffly, and the hat on his head also shook, as if it could fall off at any time.

The distance between XXX Jiayuan Building and the building is moderate. When Zong Yuan walked to Unit 2 of Building 3, there happened to be a takeaway brother in front of the door intercom, "Hi, the takeaway is here."

The door opened, and Zong Yuan went in with the takeaway boy. The takeaway boy looked at him several times, and stood in the corner carefully protecting the takeaway.

It happened that Zong Yuan had the same number of buildings as him. Zong Yuan was stared at more than a dozen times in a few seconds. Zong Yuan stood still and pressed his hat down hard. The two big bulges that come out are like two small bulges.

puff.

When we got to the floor, the takeaway brother and Zong Yuan went out together. The two of them walked one after the other, and finally stopped at the door of a house.

The takeaway boy glanced at Zong Yuan, who was motionless with his hands in his pockets, and rang the doorbell, "Sir? The takeaway is here!"

Sheng Minglang, who was lying in the room and playing games, shouted, "Lin Xiaoniao, open the door!"

Lin Gouzi tugged on his slippers, "Here we come."

He opened the door a little, and took the rice in through the crack while watching the jokes on his phone, "Okay, don't worry about the five-star praise."

As he spoke, he was about to close the door, but a slender, handsome hand grabbed the door.

Lin Gouzi's eyes were diverted, "Huh?"

As soon as he looked up along this hand, he saw half of a handsome and miserable face, this line, this chin, and this straight line of lips, "Are all the takeaway guys so handsome now? Come on, handsome guy, Leave a call."

Zong Yuan frowned, and said impatiently: "You are Sheng Minglang?"

Only then did Lin Gouzi see a little brother in a delivery uniform standing behind him, and he yelled into the room jealously, "Sheng Minglang, you're in debt!"

He looked at the delivery guy again, "Brother, are you still leaving?"

Sheng Minglang's cell phone was thrown on the bed, and when he put on his slippers, he saw two people sitting on the sofa in the living room, one was wearing a hat, and the other was a dead dog.

Sheng Minglang was so blessed at this moment, he walked over and pointed to the man wearing the hat and asked Lin Gouzi, "Is this the kid? My eldest nephew?"

"Ah?" Lin Gouzi was confused and asked Zongyuan, "Is that you, the eldest nephew?"

Zong Yuan responded lightly.

Sheng Minglang was sitting on the armrest of the sofa. From this angle, he couldn't even see the child's chin. He could only see that the child seemed to be in good shape, with a pair of long legs lying on the ground. He didn't know if he had abdominal muscles.

Sheng Saoji Minglang felt itchy, "How old is it?"

Zong Yuan, "20."

"Go to university at 20?" Sheng Minglang said to the young man, "Where are you going?"

Lin Gouzi patted the open space next to him, "Come on, come on."

Zong Yuan's brows were almost knotted, and he kept thinking in his heart that this is Sheng Mingyan's family, this is Sheng Mingyan's family, Zong Yuan, don't be so fucking angry.

0046 is almost dying of worry, Zong Yuan has some physical problems this time, and even a little bit of anger will be unbearable, it can be called a walking mobile bomb.

Zong Yuan stood up straight away, getting used to being a distance of one meter away from them, "Yeah."

He responded to Sheng Minglang's question coldly.

Sheng Minglang heheed twice, and approached Zongyuan, "Nephew, you should be more polite."

It was only when he stood together that he realized that this kid was even taller than him!

His figure looks really good. He is dressed casually. In summer, he is still wrapped in a coat and trousers. He is tightly wrapped from head to tail, only his hands, face and neck are exposed. Although his face is not clear, just Standing in a gay bar with this figure, most of the coquettish little 0 will come around like seeing honey.

Sheng Minglang felt a little dry in the air-conditioned room, he licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, like a parent caring about a junior, "Seeing that you are so tall, you have good physical strength, right?"

Lin Gouzi, who was sitting on the sofa watching them, rolled his eyes, and silently said two words, "Sao~chicken~"

Zong Yuan ignored the question, "Where is my room?"

Sheng Minglang was looking at the hat on his head, "What hat do you wear in the house? You take off the hat, and I'll take you to the second bedroom."

Zong Yuan, "tsk."

Lin Gouzi, "!!!" The attack exploded! ! ! The legs are fucking weak! ! !

Sheng Minglang is similar to him, but at least he has the image of a cool guy, the pure zero soul that is eager to move deep in his heart is suppressed by him and dare not move, the two of them looked at Zong Yuan, waiting for him to take off his hat.

To be honest, Zong Yuan really didn't pretend to be cool on purpose.

He had a little problem this time. His body has a particularly obvious feature. Whenever he is touched by humans, tiger ears will appear on his head.

Snow-white, ferocious, mighty ears of the mythical white tiger.

In other words, he, Zong Yuan, turned into a white tiger.

Zong Yuan asked 0046, "0046, did it disappear?"

0046 looked at his black hat, "The bag seems to be still there, why can't I see it clearly, I will observe later."

Zong Yuan directly refused, this time the displeasure in his voice was lazily concealed, "Which room?"

Sheng Minglang is unwilling to bring a child to take care of his eldest nephew, and Zong Yuan is also unwilling to live in someone else's house.

He is very busy.

Lin Gouzi walked to Sheng Minglang's side, and whispered, "Ah! Brother! This sentence is easy to attack! This fucking man is definitely a top quality man!"

Sheng Minglang looked Zong Yuan up and down like a dog, and suddenly reached out and lifted Zong Yuan's hat!

Zong Yuan has developed a good habit during this period of time, absolutely not letting humans touch him, Sheng Minglang stretched his hand to this side, Zong Yuan subconsciously took a step back.

Sheng Minglang looked at him with a shy smile while holding his black hat in his hand.

This is incredible, some people are born to attack, they are 1, and they are fatally addicted to countless small zeros.

For Sheng Minglang, who was teasing secretly, there was a more direct way of saying it.

His old chrysanthemum is itching.

The author has something to say: I heard that tigers have barbs on their tongues and jjs, tsk tsk tsk