Chapter 109： Sheng Minglang (9)

When the majority of netizens thought that dog food was the main content of tonight, two small milk cats made their debut.

They were placed on the computer desk by Sheng Minglang, and the whole barrage screamed just by relying on his chubby head.

Zong Yuan pointed to Sheng Minglang, "Don't you thank your mother for increasing your exposure?"

The two clever cats obedient Chao Sheng Minglang began to act like a baby, "meow, meow~"

Sheng Minglang was so embarrassed that he pushed Zong Yuan out of the lens, "Mom, sister!"

My day! shy!

So many people! Does he want an image? !

The style of the barrage changed suddenly, 【Brother Sheng was originally suppressed. 】

【look look look! Annoyed into anger, annoyed into anger, hahahahaha so cute! 】

[Boyfriend, are you sure not to consider me? Brother Sheng did not have as many tricks on bed for the first time as me! I’m so sassy~ leave a phone number 18XXXXXXXXX, you can play with me first to accumulate experience~]

Sheng Minglang narrowed his eyes, "Zong Yuan."

Zong Yuan walked in, and Sheng Minglang pointed at the barrage to show him, taking screenshots and taking pictures, "What do you think?"

"..." Zong Yuan, "anti **** and illegal fraud?"

More showy than you? That's scary.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha God **** pornographic! 】

[Wow, is it so cruel? 】

[Don't look at what he said, maybe I'm ready to move, man, it's more important to pretend to be stupid at this time. 】

[You **** knew what he was saying was not what he was saying? According to me, such a man is a good man! With Brother Sheng, I am convinced! 】

Sheng Minglang snorted coldly, and said to the camera, "Fortunately you are hiding behind the screen, or I will teach you to death, and I will listen to you! Whoever the **** touches my man, I will kill him! "

Such a mad word, heard by Sheng Minglang's black, and ridiculed him for being unqualified and narrow-minded, even taking a joke seriously.

Zong Yuan's heartbeat was accelerated by these words.

He couldn't help but hovered Sheng Minglang from behind. The tattoos appeared on his body together with the suppressing power pouring out. The computer screen flashed and then went black. Zong Yuan grinned his neck with his teeth without any distraction.

Sheng Minglang's Adam's apple rolled, and he said to Lin Danan: "Gouzi, go out."

Lin Danan worried: "Can you? How do I feel that Zong Yuan is a little weird now."

Zong Yuan's face was already covered with cyan demon patterns. He was like a beast holding his prey, leaving traces that belonged only to him in the deadliest part of the prey.

Sheng Minglang felt that the goose bumps on his body had exploded. He gritted his teeth and let Lin Danan go out, "You try to interrupt Lao Tzu's good deeds!"

Lin Danan went out and closed the door thoughtfully.

Sheng Minglang licked his neck while Zong Yuan licked. He looked at Zong Yuan’s face from the corner of his eye. A large number of mysterious and beautiful monster patterns appeared on Zong Yuan’s face, together with those dark eyes, revealing a blue color from the depths. Beast rays.

Sheng Minglang couldn't help but shudder.

Zong Yuan licked his neck harder and harder, and he shivered and said, "You lighten it."

Zongyuan stopped.

He took a deep breath, rudely tore open his clothes, and the buttons jumped on the floor.

The straightforward passion in his breath rushed Sheng Minglang's face, "Let me control it."

With a low voice, Sheng Minglang's dry tongue, he said in a low voice: "What do you want to control? I didn't eat chili today, Zong Yuan, I want you to **** me in my dreams."

Zong Yuan's breathing was stagnant.

0046 tried his best to pull back his sanity, "Zong Yuan!!! You haven't caught that big snake yet! He is afraid of the white tiger's power, but you are not a pure white tiger, you are sanity!!!"

"That's a revenge madman! How can you continue to complete the task QAQ."

Zong Yuan blocked Sheng Minglang's progress, he said dumbly: "I don't feel it today, I will do it tomorrow."

Sheng Minglang pointed to his pants, "But you are hard, Zong Yuan."

He felt that Zong Yuan was running away, but at the same time, he knew that this was not because Zong Yuan didn't feel him. He touched the neck that was licked by Zong Yuan and said aggrievedly: "Zong Yuan, I hurt."

"It hurts...just stay away from me." Zong Yuan threw off his hat and walked irritably towards the bathroom.

He couldn't help teasing, and Sheng Minglang went further and he would taste the taste of his own fruit.

Fortunately, Sheng Minglang did not come with him.

Zong Yuan took a cold shower. The tattoo on his body is a huge tiger, which is vividly coiled on his body, as if it will come alive in the next second. The appearance of a fierce beast with its teeth and claws makes the heart tremble.

Zong Yuan calmly said: "I'm already calm."

0046 didn't show him face, "The demon pattern on your face is still there." So many demon patterns, why didn't Sheng Minglang wither?

Zong Yuan, "Day."

He waited for the demon pattern to come down before he walked out of the bathroom. Sheng Minglang lay on the bed obediently and waited for him. His whole body was wrapped in the quilt, and no skin was exposed except for his face. Zong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed his face. , Whispered: "I'm sorry."

Said not the same sadness.

Sheng Minglang paused for several minutes before beginning to speak, "Do you think I am the kind of person who doesn't listen to explanations and stalks you?"

Zong Yuan said yes, but said: "You are not."

No matter which world the lover is in, the four words of tolerance and generosity cannot be considered.

Sheng Minglang curled up in the quilt, "Go and turn off the light, and then explain it to me."

Zong Yuan went over to turn off the light, and Sheng Minglang quickly took out the pants under the pillow. He had just stuffed the pants into the bed, and Zong Yuan had already turned back.

Of course, Sheng Minglang is a stubborn character. He went to the "broken" bathroom and took a shower, and put himself in the quilt, smelling of fragrance. What he thought was that he had to sleep to Zongyuan anyway, but that sentence " Sheng Minglang felt that he couldn't do this when he said it.

He stretched out a bare arm to turn off the bedside lamp, and put on pants on the same bare legs in the dark, Zong Yuan’s eyes could see things at night, he could see clearly, and his heart was like that. .

Sheng Minglang didn't want him to know, so he pretended not to know.

Sheng Minglang put on his trousers, "Just tell me."

Zong Yuan said: "I saw Xiaoli before, do you remember what the anchor who predicted his death said?"

"Remember," Sheng Minglang frowned: "He said she would die in the cold."

If it is winter, there is still a place to be trusted, but now it is summer, how can a person freeze to death in summer?

Zong Yuan said: "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Sheng Minglang said: "But you have all appeared, do you want to tell me that this is possible?"

Zong Yuan, "The power of monsters is always somewhat magical. I said that I am an atheist. I really don't understand the group of monsters."

Sheng Minglang sighed, "Brother Tiger, come here as you open your mouth, whatever you say."

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Have I lied to you?"

Speaking of this prosperous anger came again, "Oh, you said every day that you will **** me tomorrow and **** me tomorrow, time has passed, and tomorrow or tomorrow, is this not a lie to me?"

Zong Yuan, "Brother **** you mentally," he laughed in the dark, "I have **** you thousands of times."

The corner of Sheng Minglang's eyes was red, he buried himself in the bed, and continued the previous topic, "Is the anchor predicting death a monster?"

"He is a human," Zong Yuan said, "The bad guy I want to catch, I don't know where he is hiding now."

Sheng Minglang, "Did the chef be killed by him, or should he die at that time?"

Zong Yuan lay on the bed, "The monster is not so harmful. I think it was the chef who had the car accident, but it would not be fatal. He used this gap to torture the chef who didn't need to die. ."

"Torture?" Sheng Minglang touched Zong Yuan's chin, "Brother Tiger, did you use the wrong word? In our human dictionary, death on the spot in a car accident is not torture?"

Death on the spot is at least clean and tidy.

Zong Yuan gently explained to him, “Humans can’t see it, but we can see that the chef’s body is divided into one-millimeter corpses under the skin from head to tail, because the parts are too small and neat, so there is no missing. A little bit of flesh, he looks like a **** but intact corpse."

Sheng Minglang took a breath, "Damn..."

He clearly remembered the picture of the chef with mosaics, he was holding Zong Yuan's arm, "Sun, so cruel?"

Zong Yuan sighed, "Especially those hands with dense scars."

Sheng Minglang grimaced, "Stop talking."

Zong Yuan shut up. The whole bedroom was extremely quiet. Only the sound of the air-conditioning was heard. Sheng Minglang felt a little guilty. He asked, "Such impossible things can be done. Xiaoli will be frozen to death. Is it true too?"

Zong Yuan nodded.

"No one cares about monsters killing?" Sheng Minglang said, "Call the police and procuratorate on your side. If you are afraid that he will come to you, let me fight. He is the one who blames his uncle. He wants to kill the fellow Laozi. Just killed?"

Zong Yuan was silent for a long time this time, and then he said, "Of course you have to pay a price for a monster to kill."

Humans are the primates of all things. They kill undemonized animals, and demonized animals kill them. It is always different.

Sheng Minglang thought for a long time, "Why are it the chef and Xiaoli?"

"And the chef died the next day, and Xiaoli is still alive now."

"The greater the hatred, the greater the patience," Zong Yuan asked suddenly: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Fear... Bah, when did I say that I was afraid?!" Sheng Minglang cursed and hid under the quilt, leaning on Zong Yuan, and demanding arrogantly, "You hold me!"

Zong Yuan ringed his waist and patted his hair, "Don't be afraid, my husband is here."

"You have an ass," Sheng Minglang murmured, "I'm afraid? I will go up the mountain to buy amulet to buy garlic tomorrow. I can't stop him from stinking him!"

Saying so, but the body completely relaxes.

Zong Yuan held him and closed his eyes. Ten minutes later, he heard another mosquito's voice, "Can you beat him? If you can't beat him, remember to run."

Zong Yuan said with a smile, "Okay."

Can beat him.