After so many worlds, Zong Yuan no longer had any expectations for his IQ. He saw Sheng Minglang's awesome posture and teased him, "You said I have cat ears. If it is true, then you Became Tintin the cat?"
Sheng Minglang became angry, "You were the one who started talking nonsense!"
Really, what's wrong with a big man admitting that he likes to have fun ears! Big deal, big deal, I can show him privately...
And Tintin the cat! Sheng Minglang turned his back to Zong Yuan and tightened his pants, the loose and smooth pants immediately clung to his body, he looked at Zong Yuan disdainfully from the side, and patted his upturned buttocks, "I'm just from the bottom of my butt." The arc can also be deduced that the front is not small!"
The buttocks are upturned, and the curvature is perfect. Zong Yuan knows the touch of these two lumps of flesh in his hands. He rubbed his fingers twice, rubbing his wet hair, "Well, big."
No matter how big it is, it is useless.
The water on Zong Yuan's body was almost dry. He wiped his head with a towel, and Sheng Minglang walked up and down behind him. My heart was trembling, I don't know where Zongyuan got those cute ears, where the round ones have the elegance and playfulness of a cat.
But how could Sheng Minglang admit his mistake, these are just chubby Q-version ears.
Zong Yuan squinted at him, "Why are you following me?"
Sheng Minglang remembered what he wanted to ask before, "Do you know the chef?"
He was talking about the anchor chef, Zong Yuan shook his head, "I don't know."
"I felt something was wrong with you earlier," Sheng Minglang said, "What's wrong with you?"
Zong Yuan stared at him intently, Sheng Minglang was a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to cover it up, "I'm your uncle, if you have any difficulties, find me!"
"Okay," Zong Yuan thought for a while, and briefly translated the task to him, "I want to stop what a person is doing."
As a result, he focused on the live broadcast room, and Sheng Minglang was also in danger.
He finished speaking, but Sheng Minglang wasn't listening.
He watched Zong Yuan dry his head, and the ears on the top of his head disappeared, his eyes widened, "Where are the ears?"
He looked at the towel in Zong Yuan's hand, there was none, not on the ground, not on the table or on the sofa.
What the fuck
Zong Yuan looked at his broken expression in a leisurely manner, and stretched out his hand in front of him, "Come, touch me."
Sheng Minglang swallowed, stretched out a finger to tentatively touch Zong Yuan's fingertips, and saw that the cat ears on Zong Yuan's head that had just disappeared had now fucking reappeared!
Under his nose! The aboveboard appeared!
Sheng Minglang stared blankly at his ear, telling himself in his heart that it must be some high-tech method that he didn't know about. Otherwise, how can a normal person have cat ears!
Zong Yuan lowered his head to let him see clearly, "It's not fake, idiot."
From a close look, the ears are truly terrifying, or in other words, they are real in the first place.
Sheng Minglang waited for the unbelievable emotion to pass before speaking. He didn't know what to say or what to say. This was not just a matter of a pair of ears. Yuan.
"Are you, a monster?"
Zong Yuan was joking seriously, he shook his head, "No, I'm your elf."
Sheng Minglang's face turned red, and he said falteringly, "Then you are here to fulfill my wish?".
He easily accepted this statement, Zong Yuan asked with interest: "What is your wish?"
Sheng Minglang seldom hesitated, "Fuck, fuck me."
"Oh," Zong Yuan said indifferently, "Is that a man who can fuck you?"
Sheng Minglang directly turned to him with a dead fish eye, "How is that possible."
If it's a man, he can fuck him. It's not the first time in the past twenty-six years.
Sheng Minglang is very demanding. Why is he always treated as a 1 by people in the circle? It's not because this guy puts on a cold face regardless of whether he hooks up with a 1 or a 0.
He is the one who is not the coldest, only colder.
Xiao 0 is fine, once 1 really shows his favor to him, Sheng Minglang will only feel sick, and like this, he will become more and more hungry.
Lin Gouzi called this too high-sighted.
Zong Yuan pointed at himself and said, "Then I can fuck you?"
"Fuck," Sheng Minglang looked at him with burning eyes, "But there are rules in our circle."
Zong Yuan looked like that, "Say it."
"You have to be responsible for the first time!" Sheng Minglang patted his chest and proudly said: "I'm sorry for you, brother, I'm the first time!"
He appears to be full of confidence, but in fact he is extremely vain.
As long as anyone who knows this circle knows, I have never heard of any responsible breaking rules.
Sheng Minglang's tension hidden deep in his eyes was clearly seen by Zong Yuan.
He didn't answer, he went to get a bottle of beer from the refrigerator in the kitchen, Sheng Minglang followed him, he was afraid to ask Zong Yuan what he thought.
Zong Yuan brought Sheng Minglang back to the room with the wine, he sat on his floor, and Sheng Minglang also sat cross-legged.
Zong Yuan pulled off the cap of the wine bottle and took a sip, "Do you know why Sheng Mingyan adopted me?"
Sheng Minglang frowned, and said wittily, "Because you are my elf."
Zong Yuan patted his leg, "No, think again."
"Sheng Mingyan is talking all day long." Sheng Minglang's brain cells were dying, "Does that guy need a reason for doing things?"
Sheng Minglang wrung his fingers and wanted to count for him, "When I was a child, he stared at me like a rare object, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I would see his face when I peed; he used to stay in the Taoist temple for three years. , I have a piece of jade I like very much, but I told me half a year ago that he sold it for 300 yuan!"
While drinking, Zong Yuan listened to Sheng Mingyan's words. Sheng Minglang has such ability, he can always change the topic by himself.
Saying so much is not to relieve tension.
He watched Zong Yuan finish drinking a bottle of wine, and then watched him get up to turn off the light, leaving only a bedside lamp dimly lit.
Zong Yuan still only had a bath towel around him, he picked him up under Sheng Minglang's nervous eyes, and then fell into the soft bed together.
Sheng Minglang heard his own rapid breathing.
Zong Yuan smiled in his ear, and then said, "Sleep."
Such an ambiguous posture, with legs wrapped around his legs, arms wrapped around his arms, Sheng Minglang's eyes were bright, he waited unblinkingly for Zong Yuan's next move, and felt that something was wrong, he broke away from Zong Yuan arm, "Wait a minute."
He got out of bed and searched under the bed for a long time, and found the strawberry-flavored condom that Lin Gouzi bought for him last time.
He held this box of condoms, like holding a box of treasures, and looked at Zong Yuan purely and expectantly like a three-year-old baby, "How many do you want?"
0046, "No, no, no, no... no, Zongyuan!!!"
A man can't say he can't do it.
"..." Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, "Listen to me."
"Hmm." She nodded her head attentively.
Zong Yuan found a seamless reason, "You ate spicy food tonight, no, it will hurt."
Sheng Minglang also thought of this, he frowned, "Will it hurt?"
Zong Yuan nodded firmly.
Sheng Minglang shuddered, he put his things back in a daze, and climbed onto the bed weakly, "Why the hell do I want to eat chili tonight?"
Zong Yuan sighed regretfully behind him with a look of rejoicing, "Yes, what a pity."
Sheng Minglang only regarded him as a real regret, and couldn't help but feel happy when he was depressed. He held Zong Yuan's hand to comfort him and said, "It's okay, I will definitely not eat chili tomorrow."
Zong Yuan, "...you can eat whatever you want."
Are you thinking of him that much? Sheng Minglang pursed his lips and smiled, "For you and myself, I will definitely not eat chili tomorrow."
He nestled in Zong Yuan's arms without burden and fell asleep sweetly.
Zong Yuan took a deep breath, "0046, once you find the mission target, notify me immediately."
"Understood, understood," 0046 looked at him sympathetically, "I've been watching him all the time, he's very good at hiding, and he should have sensed your breath."
Zong Yuan closed his eyes, "He is eager for revenge, he can't bear it for a few days."
0046 has always listened to him, they all know that modern technological means have little effect on this thing, 0046 still dutifully supervises every little point.
After all, that's all it does, tears streaming down my face. JPG.
Early the next morning, Sheng Minglang was still asleep in Zong Yuan's arms, and Zong Yuan was resting with his eyes closed, when a scream came from outside, "Ah!"
It was Lin Gouzi's voice.
"My day!" Sheng Minglang woke up from the fright, and he yelled outside with a dark face, "Lin Gouzi, do you want to die?!"
There was the sound of footsteps approaching, and the door was slapped and kicked by Lin Danan frantically, "Look at the news! Something happened to the chef!"
His voice was terrified, Zong Yuan got out of bed and opened the door for him, Lin Danan uncharacteristically did not pay attention to the image of these two people, and asked them to come over with his mobile phone, "Look!"
There was a piece of local morning news on the mobile phone, "A man was involved in a serious car accident at a crossroad in the south of the city at 10:10 this morning and died on the spot. The man was between 30 and 35 years old. His mobile phone was smashed. Post a photo, please spread the word as soon as possible... "
In the photo above, there is a layer of mosaic under the face. Although the face is a little distorted, it can be recognized that it is the anchor chef who was predicted to die last night.
Zong Yuan looked solemn, "Damn it!"
Last night, the chef replied that he had no plans to go out. He thought that nothing would happen last night. Indeed, nothing happened last night, but it was transferred to this morning.
Lin Dagou worriedly found the crazy live broadcast last night, "No, no, no, quit the live broadcast, Brother Sheng!"
Zong Yuan held Sheng Minglang's hand, "Have you ever been to a wild forest?"
Sheng Minglang shook his head blankly.
Zong Yuan stroked his hair, his expression relaxed, "It's okay, without you, it wouldn't be you."
Lin Gouzi was anxious, "What kind of forest is not a forest! Brother Sheng must stop live broadcasting!"
Sheng Minglang felt relieved for no reason, he calmed down, "Let's see who the next person he said is."