This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Zong Yuan stood opposite them with a sullen face. His hair was messy, his eyebrows were firm, and he was wearing denim clothes and he smelled of murderous debauchery. Just like Lin Gouzi said, it was definitely a high-quality attack.

Lin Gouzi grinned, "Is he so handsome and afraid of being seen?"

Zong Yuan moved his ears and made sure that the tiger ears on his head had fallen back, without the cover of the peaked cap. He also saw the appearance of these two people clearly. His eyes were fixed on Sheng Minglang's body, and he walked in and extended his hand. I."

Sheng Minglang's eyes flickered for a moment, threw his hat to him, pointed to the second sleeper and said, "That's your room, eldest nephew, uncle, but you have to make it clear to you. There are two bathrooms, one outside and one in my room. , But the bathroom and bathing facilities in the corridor are broken. If you want to take a bath, you have to come to my room."

Sheng Minglang is the kind of food that can rely on his face. He usually fills the whole screen with full of color when he drinks his saliva during the live game. At this time, saying a few words with Zong Yuan makes him feel extremely hot. Roll up the vest, revealing a piece of tight abdominal muscles, "Uncle is going to work at night. If you want to come here to take a bath, come early."

Lin Gouzi looked at his abdominal muscles greedyly, cursing scheming **** in his heart.

What a **** meeting!

Zong Yuan grabbed the hat in his hand and said slowly: "I see."

The things delivered by the takeaway boy were almost cold. Zong Yuan put the bag he was carrying into the room, and after dinner with Sheng Minglang, they took the clothes to take a bath.

Lin Gouzi turned his head until he couldn't see his back, "You're so **** nasty, why don't I know the bathroom can't take a shower after I have been here for two days?"

Sheng Minglang threw the disposable chopsticks away, took out a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and threw it to Lin Gouzi, "Lin Xiaoniao, you've been fucked, right?"

Lin Gouzi glanced at him sadly, "That was all three years ago. I can't even buy a massage stick now."

"Heh," Sheng Minglang said: "Should we both come to compare miserable? I'm **** twenty-six years, let alone being fucked, I almost had to be forced to do one with tears, I can only go I feel stunned, Gay, I envy you for finding a 1 to be a friend. Who the **** knows that Lao Tzu is a pure 0?"

There were tears in Lin Gouzi's eyes, "Do you know what the **** do you know when other hens ask me if you are fierce? I the **** said you died fiercely! Are you happy? Are you excited? Are you happy? Excited?"

"..." Sheng Minglang, "My day."

Zong Yuan was taking a shower in his room, and found a deep unopened box set and lubricant in the bathroom cabinet, Zong Yuan bomb lubricant, "Haw bought it and didn't use it."

0046 Tucao, "If you use it, I'm afraid you will explode directly in place, right?"

Zong Yuan took a bath in three minutes, did not take a towel, and put on his clothes and trousers in a wet suit. The summer fabric was thin and absorbent, and the whole clothes were directly attached to his body.

He walked through the living room dripping water all the way back to the second bedroom. The two people who were still chatting watched him walking by. The two were confused by the charm of this ubiquitous man, Sheng Minglang directly Drive Lin Gouzi away, "It's okay for you, get out!"

"Fuck! Big brother! Did you see that?" Lin Gouzi was not a young man like Sheng Minglang, he swallowed, "Absolutely large! Absolutely large! By the way, your family is big Is the number set?"

Sheng Minglang's face turned dark, "No!"

"Hey, I'm not going to grab you," Lin Gouzi slapped his lips regretfully, "You really don't? Then I'll buy you two boxes in a moment! Buy strawberry flavor! This flavor is the most popular in the circle!"

What kind of condom to use, Sheng Minglang thought, twenty-six years is enough to be hungry, and resources must be put into condoms, go away, it's a **** waste!

Zong Yuan stayed in the room for a while but could not find the remote control for the air conditioner. The door and windows of this room were small and it was so hot in the middle of the night. He went out and asked by the door frame, "Sheng Minglang, where is the remote control for the air conditioner in this room?"

Sheng Minglang was taken aback, "The remote control for the air conditioner? It's on the table."

Zong Yuan had looked for it before, no, he hooked his finger at Sheng Minglang, "Uncle, come on, come look for it."

Sheng Minglang couldn't help standing up, only to feel that this finger hooked, not only the chrysanthemum, but the whole body was itchy. He pretended to tell Lin Gouzi, "I'll go over."

I can't wait to step on the catwalk that Saoji's favorite catwalks over.

Zong Yuan turned to let him pass, and the door was blocked by them. Zong Yuan pointed to the cabinet, "No."

My day! The smell of men! ! !

Sheng Minglang tilted his head to look at the cabinet for a second and a half, and then began to think of a way, "It's not a problem without the remote control of the air conditioner. Would you like to sleep with me?"

Lin Gouzi quietly followed, "Aren't you letting me go back? It just happened that my room was vacant--"

Sheng Minglang killed him with a cold and merciless look, "Keep living."

It's this look! This is why Sheng Minglang is always regarded as a storm!

Lin Gouzi twisted, "That's good."

Three people were piled together, Zong Yuan didn't feel comfortable, he rubbed his forehead, "Other remote controls won't work?"

Sheng Minglang and Lin Gouzi shook their heads regretfully, and said in unison: "It doesn't work."

Zong Yuan looked at them, there was a tacit understanding.

The decoration style of Sheng Minglang’s room is particularly in line with his external image. Just looking at the house, you know that the person living here is definitely a handsome guy. The three of them are sitting on the carpet, just in case Zongyuan wears his black hat. Lin Gouzi went to the toilet, Sheng Minglang went out to get takeout, 0046 smiled and said to Zong Yuan, "Look under the bed."

Zong Yuan opened up and was single-watched. In Japan, a film of pornographic and **** little shirts, showing the kind of small waist and big V neckline, near the head of the bed, there is also a fishnet shirt that is not wearing the same.

Zong Yuan touched his lips, "Lang."

Sheng Minglang's job is a game anchor. With his superb game skills and dazzling appearance, he has become a major player in cat live broadcasts. It starts at 9 o'clock every night, and sometimes he can play overnight.

Other live broadcast rooms are where the anchor talks about sorrows and molested fans, and they are full of fans and molested the cool anchor anchor.

Lin Gouzi is also a frequent visitor to his background during the live broadcast.

They ordered a bunch of things, and Sheng Minglang didn't even touch Zong Yuan's hand one afternoon. At this moment, they were full of murderous aura. A to blast all the way to kill the big boss, and the whole live broadcast room was full of enthusiasm.

[Xiao Wangzai threw a landmine: fuck, fuck, fuck! ! ! Ah ah ah! ! ! Shengda, please face me! ! ! 】

[The Moonlight Goddess threw a deep-water torpedo: I’m going to be simple, just ask for the sun in two words! ! ! 】

[Hahahahahaha, don't even think about it! ! ! Grand Da is Gouzi's Gouzi's! ! ! 】

Zong Yuan pointed to the line on the computer, "Gouzi brother is you?"

Sheng Minglang always started the live broadcast. Lin Gouzi kept eating and talking to Zong Yuan in a low voice. He definitely passed it up.

[Hey, this voice is...]

[We have a new partner again? Come show up, let's show up! 】

[Fuck, this voice is definitely a handsome guy! 】

[Slobber, people like handsome guys the most~]

[I love handsome guy threw a landmine: please show up~]

Sheng Minglang pretended not to see it, and forcibly changed the subject, "I'm going to fight monsters."

【Appeared! Forcibly change the subject! 】

...

Lin Gouzi winked at Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan said again, "What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he gradually walked in. Sheng Minglang, who was watching the live broadcast of more than 600,000 people, saw the upper body of a handsome man, and then the small half of the handsome man's chin.

My day, the most annoying is not to let people see the whole thing!

The live broadcast room started to pick up gifts directly.

Sheng Minglang, "A group of people who change their minds, come here, my nephew, say hello."

Zong Yuan bent over slightly and nodded perfunctorily at the camera.

[The baby next door threw a grenade: I am grand! Who is this man! I want to know his contact information within three minutes! 】

[Sergeant Gootou threw a grenade: Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Gou, I have defected! 】

【Upstairs +1】

【Hey? Wait, what's the corner of this handsome guy's neck? 】

[Fucking upstairs, the eyes are so sharp, I took a closer look, it looks like a tattoo? 】

[Ok, so wild, nosebleed...]

Sheng Minglang saw these bullet screens and discovered that there was something at the bottom of Zong Yuan’s neck, near the collarbone. He took advantage of this to drink, and pointed to Zong Yuan’s neckline and asked, “What is this?”

Zong Yuan said: "Tattoo."

Sheng Minglang looked over and disappeared again, "Where is the tattoo at this position just now? Did I read it wrong?"

[No, I saw it just now, it's really gone now! 】

[Sun, fairy tattoo! 】

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows and replied, "Dove blood tattoos."

Sheng Minglang directly threw a bottle of water over, sulking at Zong Yuan's smile, "You have no knowledge of being an old man? The pigeon blood tattoo is **** red."

Zong Yuan pointed to the corner of his neck, and the cyan tattoo that had just disappeared appeared again. He raised his neck and said coldly and full of expression: "I said it is a pigeon blood tattoo, then it is a pigeon blood tattoo."

Break the table! ! ! Ahhhhh! ! ! Yes yes yes it is! ! !

That kind of cold and arrogant feeling is so **** so attractive!

Sheng Minglang couldn't help the owing heart in his heart.

The barrage has exploded, and I'm all meeting the boss, you are you, you say yes!

Either [6666666] or [My day, I beg you to go to me! 】

Sheng Minglang is one of the best in the circle. The fans in his live broadcast room know this to some extent, and there are many single 0s hiding in the muddy waters, and this time they are directly bombed out.

The gift is directly maxed out, Sheng Minglang, "Ri," Ma Dan, this group of chickens again! "This is the end of today's live broadcast. See you tomorrow!"

Lin Gouzi approached Zong Yuan with a cheeky face, "My nephew, what's your pattern? Take off your clothes and show us it?"

Sheng Minglang directly threw him away, "Go away, he is Lao Tzu's elder nephew, go to your own house!"

He threw the people away, and came back gracefully and thoughtfully: "Isn't the big nephew hot? Come on, undress and cool off."

Talking and thinking about the strawberry-flavored condom.