The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

"I just want to take away my wife's little quilt."

The beautiful little canary should be wrapped in softer quilts.

He should be put in a quilt like this, so that his skin would glow red when pinched, so that it wouldn't be rubbed red.

Something as rough as this should be destroyed.

But the things that Little Canary once owned have not been touched by other dog men. It’s also a good choice to pack it away and keep it.

Even if it is still rough and disgusting.

But the owner who owned it in the past gave it a different value.

After reading it, Qin Shi walked outside and did not stay at the Liming Base.

When he was about to walk out of Liming Base, Qin Shi turned his head with a chuckle, and said abruptly to He Wang who had been silent behind him: "I know, you are jealous of me."

When sending people out, He wanted to let this man roll further and further away under his nose.

Hearing the sound, He raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Shi with a nonchalant look.

Qin Shi smiled and spoke calmly: "I mean, you said to me with such a sharp look before that you didn't approve of my relationship with my wife."

"What were you jealous of me at that time? You were jealous of me. Can I call him wife?"

These things are not difficult to see in Qin Shi's eyes.

He smiled politely and retorted in a few words: "But there's nothing we can do about it, you're just his brother..."

Qin Shi paused, lowered his eyelashes, and smiled: "What's more, he said he wanted to be my wife, didn't he?"

"As for what you said before, your parents ordered a matchmaker..."

"Are you really his brother?"

"Of course." For this kind of words, He Wu answered it very steadily.

Seeing the face opposite him with a natural smile and admission, Qin Shi was noncommittal.

The fingertips gently folded his sleeves, so that the sleeves that had slipped off at some point were firmly fixed on the wrists, and the muscles of the wrist bones were clear.

Thinking about the beautiful canary, how it would be difficult for a person to survive in the apocalypse, and he could only survive on his own.

Qin Shi narrowed his eyes happily,

"I just want to tell you that he will not only be my wife in the future. And when I make him cry in bed..."

After folding the sleeves properly, Qin Shi closed his hands and said slowly:

"I will also let him call me brother, brother."

The hot muzzle was replaced by a mobile phone at some point.

The young man's soft, coquettish voice came from inside.

"Brother Qin Shi..."

He Wang's pupils shrank slightly.

He chuckled softly and stabbed people without using a knife, "His brother Qin Shi was called before and I liked him very much."

"He also loves to cry, doesn't scare, and is a watery baby."

Just touch it and your waist will become softer. When she was so frightened that she shed tears, her eyes were incomparable even to the finest gems in the world.

very beautiful.

What a treasure. Maybe, to some extent.

The man in the white shirt paused in his thoughts for a moment.

He Wang finally took action and had a fight with Qin Shi.

His kid, since he came back, he has never called out his brother from the other person's mouth.

He couldn't call his wife in front of others, and he never heard the word "brother".

Both of these are firmly occupied by this person.

The vines took root from the ground and turned into sharp thorns in an instant, surging towards Qin Shi.

When Qin Shi left, he smiled and said to the expressionless He Wu, "Are you angry?"

He laughed softly, his voice soft and elegant: "The sound he makes when he cries is also very beautiful."

"If I had the chance, I think I would record it."

Record it and save it.

At some beautiful or special moment, it rings loudly in people's ears.

He Wan looked at the direction the person was leaving with a heavy look in his eyes, and smiled coldly.

As soon as the kid goes out, the dog will take care of him.

Fortunately, it didn't make sense.

Then he put away the vines, leaned against the wall, and raised his head.

Slightly curly hair fell from her shoulders.

The man's brows are arched, and his mountain-like body is full of intimidation.

He rubbed his fingertips bit by bit, as if he was reminiscing or sensing something.

After a while, he finally squeezed out a laugh from his throat and said fiercely: "Kid, wait until you come back from the mission."

"You must call me brother a hundred times!"