Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Song Yanqing walked in front carrying a shopping bag, followed by He Chuanhua, carrying a bucket of purified water and special watermelon in his hand.

Seeing that He Chuanhua had been falling behind, Song Yanqing turned around and asked, "How about we change it and I'll get you water?"

He Chuanhua shook his head and said, "Not sinking."

Song Yanqing was a little puzzled why he didn't walk side by side with her, but soon his attention was shifted to other places.

He Chuanhua walked behind, and couldn't help but look at Song Yanqing's lap.

He is obviously a man, but Song Yanqing's legs are white and long.Dangling in He Chuanhua's sight, He Chuanhua's heart itch.

He Chuanhua took a deep breath, feeling that the summer night was really hot and unbearable.

Song Yanqing heard He Chuanhua's sudden heavy breathing, turned her head and asked, "What's wrong."

The lights in the shops on the street shone on He Chuanhua's body, sweat flowed from his temples, then slid down his cheeks, and finally disappeared in his round neck with short sleeves.

He was panting gently, his chest rising and falling slowly, the white skirt soaked in sweat, clinging to his honey-colored chest muscles.

Song Yanqing's eyes fell on it, he tugged at the collar, and murmured: "It's really hot today."

He Chuanhua looked at Song Yanqing's fair collarbone, licked his lower lip and nodded in agreement.

He didn't speak or move, and Song Yanqing also froze in place.

There are not many people on this passerby, and the street away from the snack street is extraordinarily quiet.The clerk in the convenience store was lying on the counter in a daze, except for the buzzing of insects on the old trees by the roadside, there was no sound here.

The two stood for a long time, and He Chuanhua was the first to move.

The distance between them was not far, and He Chuanhua took a silent step.He was much taller than Song Yanqing, and when standing in front of Song Yanqing, he leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to row him into his own territory.

Song Yanqing could feel the heat radiating from his body, which belonged to another person's body temperature.

As he approached, the already muggy summer day became more unbearable.

The heat covered Song Yanqing's cheeks, and also burned his heart, as if something was trying to break through his reason.

He Chuanhua's eyes fell on Song Yanqing's trembling eyelashes, on his reddish cheeks, and finally on his bright lips.

Song Yanqing was wearing the lipstick Liu Shiyin gave him, and He Chuanhua remembered that Song Yanqing told him that it was masculinity.

In order to understand what he said, He Chuanhua paid special attention to a group of beauty bloggers.

Although he still couldn't see the difference between the reds, he carefully wrote down the color corresponding to each color number.

He Chuanhua has always had an idea that after he kills Hongji, he will go out to work and earn money.

In this way, he can give Song Yanqing the cosmetics he likes, and the long dress that he has been reluctant to buy for a long time.

In the past, all he had in mind was exorcising demons and defending Taoism, but now there is a person in him.

He Chuanhua still remembered how soft his lips looked when he put lipstick on Song Yanqing, and how alluring they looked in retrospect.

He Chuanhua was in a trance for a moment, he slowly lowered his head, and the distance between the two was getting closer.

Song Yanqing froze on the spot motionless, until he felt He Chuanhua's scorching breath, he took a step back as if suddenly awakened.

He breathed heavily, pulled off his collar and said, "It's too hot, why don't we buy an ice cream."

He Chuanhua hummed, and Song Yanqing felt that he needed to calm down.He pointed to the convenience store and said, "I won't go in, you can bring me one, put the things down and rest, and keep holding hands sore."

As he said that, he took it out from his pocket and handed it over, He Chuanhua's expression was not very good.

He poked his neck and looked at Song Yanqing, it was the first time Song Yanqing had seen his expression like this.

An expression of wanting to drag him to a corner and press him against the wall to solve it on the spot.

Before Song Yanqing could react, He Chuanhua put down the things in his hand, reached out to take the money and said hoarsely, "What flavor do you want?"

When he was speaking, his eyes still stayed on Song Yanqing's lips, which made Song Yanqing flustered for a while.

He kicked the watermelon and said, "Mung beans and red beans are fine, no cream, they melt quickly."

He Chuanhua responded, turned around and entered the convenience store.

It wasn't until He Chuanhua left that Song Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the flyer under it, sat on the steps outside the convenience store and started to daze.

It was very hot outside, Song Yanqing fanned the wind with his hands, but it didn't work, so he hugged the bucket of pure water and put it on his body to cool down.

Song Yanqing recalled the Knock on the Stone Wall system just now and said: "Report the previous real-time data to me." '

The system remained silent, and Song Yanqing said again: "Don't pretend to be dead, I know you are here." '

[Long time no see Mr. Song, I'm back from an upgrade. ] The system replied: [Hello, the Taoist leader's dependence on you is 95/100, evaluation: I want to kiss him, will he avoid it. ]

'His dependency value has risen really fast. ’ Song Yanqing stared at the bottle cap, tore off the label on the bucket and said, ‘What should I do. '

[He likes you, it is normal for the dependence value to grow fast.The system can't understand your emotions. If Mr. Song likes it, you] the system will stop suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Song Yanqing was about to ask what's wrong with it, but there were an extra pair of feet in his sight.

A hot smell mixed with stench came over, Song Yanqing raised his head suspiciously, suddenly there was a small mosaic in front of his eyes.

The man I saw at the cashier of the supermarket before was standing in front of him. He was still wearing a mask, with his hands in front of him, and a pile of mosaics in his hands.

The mosaic was very close to him, almost up to his face.Song Yanqing was confused by the pile of mosaics, he said to the system: 'What is this? '

The system replied: [It's a bird. ]

Song Yanqing froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked what kind of bird it was.After reacting, the whole person exploded. He smashed the bucket on the man's feet, stood up suddenly, grabbed the man's collar and said with a dark face, "Are you out of your mind?"

The man's body trembled slightly. He smelled the shampoo on Song Yanqing's body, and said excitedly, "How big is it?"

Song Yanqing cursed and punched the man in the face.

The man staggered from the beating, and blood dripped on the mask.

He held his bleeding nose and asked again, how big is it?

Song Yanqing was trembling with anger, he touched his pocket, thinking it was my sword.

He Chuanhua took the ice cream, and as soon as he walked to the cashier, he saw Song Yanqing grabbing a person and beating him to death.

Seeing that the man couldn't beat Song Yanqing, He Chuanhua didn't worry. He walked up to Song Yanqing and asked, "What did he do?"

Song Yanqing didn't speak, he threw the man to the ground.Without any cover, He Chuanhua could see the bird released by the man unscrupulously at a glance. He was obviously held down by Song Yanqing and punched several times, but his eyes were still fixed on Song Yanqing.

He Chuanhua narrowed his eyes slightly. He had no expression on his face. He glanced at Song Yanqing and said, "Call the police. He should be the one who harassed the female students near T University recently."

Seeing that Song Yanqing had no objection, he took out his mobile phone and handed the ice cream to Song Yanqing while making a call.

Song Yanqing's anger still didn't subside, he wanted to kick him a few more times with the ice cream in his mouth, but He Chuanhua grabbed him and said, "Don't hit him, you will pay for it if you break it."

Song Yanqing was so angry that she no longer cared about money.He Chuanhua hugged him beside him, so as not to see a dead body when the police came.

Two male policemen came over. After hearing the commotion, the store clerk who had been anxiously beside him ran over to testify for Song Yanqing when he saw the police coming.

He Chuanhua and Song Yanqing followed the police back to the police station to make notes, and were released a few hours later.

The man had an examination at the hospital, and there was nothing wrong with him except for a few bruises on his face.

He Chuanhua stopped him early, before Song Yanqing hit him a few times, the man was not seriously injured.

Song Yanqing returned home without saying a word, and when he arrived at the rental house, he went straight into the bathroom and began to rinse.

I don't know if I can't stand the stickiness on my body, or I just got nauseated.

When that man was questioned by the police, he still claimed that he only liked women, and that he was deceived by his appearance when he shot Song Yanqing.

The policeman was very angry when he heard this, and he couldn't hit him with his hands, so he could only knock on the table to give him an ideological education.

Song Yanqing calmed down quickly. He wiped his hair, came out of the bathroom, and said to He Chuanhua who was stirring things, "I'm fine, you go take a shower."

He Chuanhua responded without raising his head, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

Song Yanqing leaned over curiously, and saw He Chuanhua holding a small figure made of rope in his hand.

He Chuanhua didn't shy away from him. He whispered a few complicated spells, bit his fingertips and gestured a few times on the villain, and said to Song Yanqing: "Eat yours and drink yours. I have nothing to give you. I just made Yes, as a gift to you."

Song Yanqing took over the villain. This little thing looked very complicated, and it didn't seem like it was made in a short period of time.

He Chuanhua seemed to see Song Yanqing's thoughts, he explained, "I tied the villain before, I just did the last step. Now it will make a sound, you can pinch it to try."

Hearing this, Song Yanqing pinched the villain's waist slightly with her fingers, and then let out a scream from the villain's body.

Song Yanqing was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

He Chuanhua smiled gently, stood up and took out his bath towel, and said judoly to Song Yanqing: "Although you can't hit that person, you can pinch this doll to vent your anger, at least their voices are the same, you imagine him as that person , I might feel better."

Saying he wanted to take a bath, Song Yanqing pinched the villain again and screamed again.Song Yanqing roared, thinking that this thing is powerful.

He tugged at his arms and legs with great interest, and the little man began to cry loudly after screaming for a while.

Song Yanqing felt something was wrong, holding the villain's head, suddenly thought of a possibility.

He said to the system: "It won't be what I thought. '

[What kind. ] asked the system.

"This doll..." Song Yanqing poked the villain's belly and said, "Isn't it possible to communicate with that man?" '

The system paused for a few seconds, and replied: [The system detection is over, Mr. Song is overwhelmed, this is just an ordinary doll, you can hardly find anything special about it except that it can make sounds. ]

Song Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, he shook the villain's arm, and said to He Chuanhua who came out wearing a bath towel, "Thank you, I'm very relieved to hear him screaming so badly."

He paused, threw the villain on the bed and said, "It's a pity that in a society ruled by law, it can't be true."

He Chuanhua curled his lips, sat next to Song Yanqing, picked up the villain and said, "Have you played enough?"

Although Song Yanqing wanted to kill that person, he didn't like hearing such painful screams.

So he nodded and said, "Enough is enough."

He Chuanhua handed the villain to him, and Song Yanqing subconsciously caught it.

"This thing is evil, you have to get rid of it as soon as you've played enough." He Chuanhua said while embracing Song Yanqing, pressed his hand and said in a low voice, "You pinch its head."

He Chuanhua's breath hit Song Yanqing's skin, making him nervous for no reason.

He obediently squeezed the villain's head, He Chuanhua held down his fingers slightly, and the villain's head turned slowly.

Song Yanqing only heard the sound of bones breaking, he stiffened, and felt a strong sense of discomfort in his heart.

He shrank back, trying to let go of the villain, but was held down by He Chuanhua's hand.

"Don't be afraid." He Chuanhua's lips seemed to brush his earlobe unintentionally.

Song Yanqing heard him say in a deep voice: "This thing is for one-time use, and it won't last long. If you like it, I still have it here."

As he spoke, he exerted all his force, Song Yanqing only heard a click, and the villain's head was completely turned away.

He Chuanhua hugged Song Yanqing's waist, watched him throw away the villain, and flinched back desperately.

Song Yanqing's nerves were tense, followed by a soothing voice in his head: [Don't worry about Mr. Song, this is just an ordinary villain. ]

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