Chapter 103： Sheng Minglang (3)

Thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger, fifty sitting on the ground can absorb soil, and the emptiness of the past twenty-six years has been shining brightly. Seeing a top quality product standing in front of him, the itching in my heart can hardly stop.

Zong Yuan lifted his clothes forward, faintly revealing a bit of strong waist muscles. The brim of his hat covered his eyebrows, but his thin lips were slightly raised, "Want to see?"

Sheng Minglang also has abdominal muscles, but how can Xiao Suo's abdominal muscles be the same as Xiao Gong? He was about to scream so much that he wanted to pounce on it and take a couple of mouthfuls. Hey, who the **** sent this one to him, thank Sheng Mingyan!

"My nephew, no one wears clothes to sleep. Everyone is a man. Just wear pants."

Sheng Minglang licked the corners of his mouth, grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt with both hands, and slowly rolled it up, revealing a little bit of his upper body. Zong Yuan saw that he had stood up at two points on his chest. The color was pink and tender. Air-conditioned room This kind of hot and cold room can still be so hard, it is conceivable that Sheng Minglang himself has to be waves and thirsty.

He took off his T-shirt and threw it to the ground. He loosened the cords on his shorts. After two steps, the pants fell down. Finally, they caught on his crotch. The two mermaid lines were stretched down. Sexy.

If Lin Gouzi saw this picture of Sheng Minglang, he would have to be stamped with a scheming **** again.

I have to add one more sentence, tusk tusk, it really is a little chicken.

Zong Yuan looked at him twice. The brim of his hat covered his vision, but he saw a lot of scenery. He walked around Sheng Minglang and walked out of the room, holding the mattress in the second bedroom with the mattress in Sheng Minglang's room. On the ground, then looked at Sheng Minglang, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

Sheng Minglang shook off the slippers on his feet and stepped on Zong Yuan's floor with his bare feet. His feet were the size of a normal man, and he was beautiful and beautiful. The ankle bone was very sexy, and the curvature from calf to toe Let every little 0 be jealous and envy to death.

He drew circles on the neat look with his feet, and looked at Zong Yuan with his arms folded, "Big nephew, why do you want to give me some response to uncle?"

Zong Yuan looked at the circle he drew, "You drew two eggs."

His voice was low, just the standard attack, Sheng Minglang was fierce in his heart, and walked into Zong Yuan who was sitting on the floor.

Zong Yuan pressed his hat, "Uncle stopped painting?"

Sheng Minglang slowly stretched out his foot and rubbed Zongyuan’s calf, a little bit upward from his calf, bringing out a long wrinkle on his trousers. He was white, white and heroic, all the way. He rubbed Zong Yuan's thigh sensibly, "My nephew, do uncle's feet look good?"

The show is endless.

As soon as he touched Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan pressed his hat, and he grabbed the strange ankle with one hand, "Go take a bath."

Sheng Minglang moved his foot and couldn't get it out. Zong Yuan's hand was fixed on him like a stone, and it was indeed an offensive force! Feeling the scene that thousands of people want to experience, Sheng Minglang's clenched foot is already numb, he nodded in a good voice, and said ambiguously: "My nephew, let go of uncle, uncle go to take a bath."

Zong Yuan watched him run into the bathroom, took off the hat on his head and threw it aside. At this time, a pair of fluffy and white tiger ears appeared on his black hair. These tiger ears are not like normal tiger ears. That size, it had to be a little bigger, and it was erected on Zong Yuan's head at this time, making Zong Yuan look more majestic and extraordinary.

Zong Yuan, "Sure enough, it's more comfortable to take off your hat."

0046, "Look, I know that you have an unusual relationship with the headquarters, how good the headquarters is to you! I am afraid that you will find a body of the blood of the beast for you to complete the task."

Zong Yuan sorted out the sheets that Sheng Minglang had messed up before, and said casually: "Oh."

This thing on Zong Yuan's head can be eliminated in a few minutes, but the man always takes a bath quickly, he relaxes and puts on his hat again, beware of Sheng Minglang coming out anytime.

Sheng Minglang took this bath for more than 20 minutes. After taking the bath, he found out the moisturizer that he secretly bought before, and the whole body and the soles of his feet were scented, ensuring that he was absolutely perfect.

He looked in the mirror, "His buttocks are curled up, waists are thin enough and legs are long enough. Lao Tzu is not absolutely tight at one time, and he will not refuse Lao Tzu.

Finally, a man came and ran in front of him. He wanted to taste the cucumber no matter what.

Lin Gouzi hid in the next room and sent a message to Sheng Minglang, "Brother! I have a secret magic weapon here, do you want?"

The phone vibrated on the bed, Zong Yuan took a look at it, and the message was cast directly on the phone screen. Zong Yuan took it and knocked on the bathroom door. Sheng Minglang, who was scratching his head inside, almost slipped to the ground. He clutched his liver and asked. Said: "What's wrong?"

Zong Yuan leaned on the door and read to him: "Secret magic weapon, do you want it?"

Sheng Minglang said, "Tsk, fuck." How can it be this time?

He said: "I'll go back to him, you just put your phone on the bed, and ignore him."

Sheng Minglang put on his trousers and walked out wet in a bath towel. Zong Yuan was leaning on his bed and looking at the phone. Su's appearance with his bent legs and arms resting on his knees was so unbelievable that Sheng Minglang licked him with a foolish eye After that, he licked the man's fingertips to the neck of his head, and finally fixed his gaze on Zong Yuan's crotch.

That piece of drums is like this, without Lin Gouzi saying, he also knows that it is definitely a large one.

He came with the smell of his body. Zong Yuan looked up at him, and the water from Sheng Minglang's head dripped directly on Zong Yuan’s hand. Zong Yuan looked at the hand and maintained a sitting posture. The king commanded Sheng. Clearly, "wipe clean."

Good, good man...

Sheng Minglang squatted in front of Zong Yuan on one knee. He wiped the water off his face with a bath towel, bent over and approached Zong Yuan, stretched out the tip of his crimson tongue, and licked the drop of water from the back of Zong Yuan's hand.

He had only one pant on his body, and a bath towel wrapped his head and upper body. Water droplets were also sliding on him. Sheng Minglang smiled lazily and pointed to a small pool of water on his collarbone, "My nephew wants Don’t taste it, the water on the uncle’s body is just as sweet as the uncle’s."

"Really," Zong Yuan looked at the phone again, "I don't like sweet ones."

Sheng Minglang directly sat next to him. The fresh shower gel and flower-scented moisturizer smelled really good together. Zong Yuan sniffed his head and made a pertinent evaluation, "Nice taste."

It’s more satisfying to be praised by a 1 who can be praised by him is more satisfying than wanting to be praised by hundreds of sentences by a small 0 by him.

Sheng Minglang just showed a little smile when the door was knocked on, "Sheng Minglang, you silly chicken, don't you reply when I send text messages to you?"

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows, unable to see the joy or anger, "Sao, chicken?"

Sheng Minglang directly kicked the door and pulled Lin Gouzi by the collar, pressing him against the wall, gritted his teeth and said, "How **** bad is Lao Tzu?"

Lin Gouzi threw a bag of things into Sheng Minglang's arms, and said slyly, "The secret weapon, I just drove to buy it for you personally, and I definitely use it!"

Sheng Minglang looked at him suspiciously, and slapped him directly on the back of his neck, "Said the dead dog, is it **** underwear or GV?"

"I'm not you," Lin Gouzi said sullenly, "You haven't even tasted the taste of a man. Will you wear underwear if I give you underwear? GV, you dare to watch him?"

"Damn," Sheng Minglang really dared not, he brought the bag in his arms into the house, and gave Lin Gouzi one last warning look before closing the door, "Don't **** disturb us anymore."

"Everything is going on."

As soon as Sheng Minglang entered the room, he saw that Zong Yuan was already lying on the floor and preparing to go to bed. He threw the things in his arms next to the pillows, followed by lying on the bed with his arms half hanging, "My nephew went to bed so early?"

Zong Yuan said, all the ambiguous atmosphere was completely destroyed by him.

Sheng Minglang sighed and said weakly, "You **** sleep without taking off your hat?"

Zong Yuan's voice was nasal, "I wait for you to turn off the light before picking it up."

day.

Sheng Minglang got up and turned off the light. He left a bedside lamp next to him. As soon as the live broadcast ended early tonight, the plot he had originally wanted was not staged, and there was no boring sleep.

He also wanted to chat with Zong Yuan in order to get closer, and turned around to see that this person had closed his eyes, breathing smoothly, and seemed to be asleep.

This guy is the work and rest of the elderly, right?

But people who have heard of regular schedules are quite persistent.

Sheng Minglang stared at Zong Yuan's Xia Sanlu location and swallowed. His eldest nephew is so young and energetic, I don't know if he will win the sky tomorrow morning.

Without the brim of the hat, Zong Yuan's five senses were completely exposed to the air. Sheng Minglang thought of the way this guy held his ankle before, and he felt a surge of heat rising to his abdomen. By the way, there was Lin. The "secret weapon" bought by the dog.

He opened it and saw, fucking, it was the strawberry-flavored large set that the **** had recommended to him before.

The most popular kind in the legendary circle.

He found his cell phone to send a message to Lin Gouzi, "You **** buy me a condom?"

"I will save you. I will buy two boxes." Lin Gouzi would give him a wretched expression, "Do you know why strawberry flavor is popular in the circle?"

Sheng Minglang played with an unopened sleeve in his hand, "Just tell me."

"Well in our circle, one cares about safety and insecurity, and doesn't care about the taste of the condom, of course-the favorite taste that the group of chickens tasted."

Fuck!

Sheng Minglang turned off the phone with a guilty conscience, and turned off the bedside lamp in a panic.

In the dark room, Sheng Minglang was afraid that Zong Yuan, who was sleeping on the ground, could hear his heartbeat.

——The most popular taste tasted.

He finally calmed down the deer's heartbeat, and hit the square little plastic suit between his fingers.

He was fascinated, taking advantage of the dark night and the other person in the room, he tore the plastic apart and took out the condom inside.

He put a condom on his right index finger in a room where he couldn't see anything. It felt almost like a balloon but far from it.

A faint strawberry flavor spreads on the nose.

Sheng Minglang blushed and licked the condom on his index finger.

Well, it tastes good.

Sure enough, it was the preference of that group of chickens.

The author has something to say: Zong Yuan: Sao, chicken?

Sheng Minglang: How could it be me? (Right face)

Tomorrow the Lantern Festival, everyone should eat more glutinous rice balls~ (Thinking that there is a cute nickname for receiving a little tangyuan hahaha)