I'm your bully

On Sunday, Qiao Donghuan and He Zheng made an appointment to visit the old house.

Although the fat man really wanted to follow.But he was stopped by Qiao Donghuan's murderous eyes.

"What did you promise me?"

It's going to rain, and my brother is going to get married.No one can stop it!The fat man endured the sadness and stuffed him a condom, and whispered in his ear, "Extra large."

"Crazy! We are going to see an old house, not..." to open a room.

"Who knows?" Maybe the old love will rekindle after watching it, and then I want to find a place to drill, roll around or something.It's always good to be prepared.

Qiao Donghuan shoved the thing into his trouser pocket as if his hands were hot, but said sternly: "We won't."

They are going to reminisce about their youth.What a romantic thing, how come the fat man's mouth is dyed everywhere?What a guy who can't get rid of low taste.

The two were talking when He Zheng arrived.

Qiao Donghuan couldn't wait to greet her.Before He Zheng came in, he dragged him away.He didn't want to wait for He Zheng to come in before listening to the fat man's nonsense.None of the pig teammates can be trusted

appoint.

He Zheng got into the car with him, and Qiao Donghuan saw the fat man pointing at his pocket through the rearview mirror.Shouted "Don't forget" to him silently.

Fortunately, He Zheng was not allowed to meet him, otherwise, I don't know how many obscenities this bastard would say!

Qiao Dong was absent-minded.He Zheng waited for a while, then bent down to fasten his seat belt for him.He tapped lightly on his nose, "Why do you keep forgetting?"

Qiao Donghuan touched the seat belt, but what he was thinking about was what happened in the gym that day.

"Why did you go to Xie Yifan's gym that day?" He asked tentatively.Most importantly, what does that sentence mean?What do you mean "the one who has the Lord and the one who has no Lord?"

He Zheng replied while driving, "Look at you punching."

"How do you know I'm punching there? Mr. Qin told you?"

"What do you think?" He Zheng glanced at him and smiled, "Is there anything else I don't know about you?"

Qiao Donghuan leaned on the leather seat and said disapprovingly, "That's not necessarily true. There are many things you don't know."

"Like?"

"Too much. I'll test you next time."

"Is there a prize for winning?"

"I reward you with a chestnut."

He Zheng turned his head and glared at him, "It's terrible. Dongdong actually wants to beat his brother? Wings (hard) and want to rebel!"

Qiao Dong turned her head happily, "Who are you brother? I don't admit it."

"Little villain." He Zheng reached out and pinched the back of his neck, "Are you screaming?"

Qiao Donghuan was itchy and numb from his scratching, twisting her body to hide, "No, it's so itchy."

His voice was soft and waxy, he was obviously refusing to listen but it sounded like a spoiled child.

He Zheng's eyes darkened, and he withdrew his palm.

Qiao Dong was happy to see that he didn't continue to punish him.The factor that likes to die in his bones can't help but be eager to try.

He just stretched out his palm before touching He Zheng, but he grabbed him, "Don't make trouble, just drive."

Qiao Donghuan struggled a little but did not break free.I had to sit down obediently.It's just that the palm was held by He Zheng and never let go.

"You..." Qiao Donghuan looked at him, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

He Zheng's finger tapped lightly on the back of his hand, and he parked the car.

"arrive."

It is already early winter, and it just rained yesterday.There was a hint of dampness in the air in Shencheng.

As soon as Qiao Donghuan stepped out of the warm car, she sneezed involuntarily.

He Zheng shook his head, took a cashmere scarf from the car and wrapped it around him, "It's winter, I asked, kid Qiao Donghuan, can you pay attention to the temperature?"

Because she was going out with He Zheng, the pretty Qiao Donghuan wore a black close-fitting V-neck sweater.The thin clothes outlined his figure.It's heat preservation

The effect is really unsatisfactory.

The soft and warm scarf carried the faint scent of shower gel on He Zheng's body, making it cool and elegant.Qiao Donghuan buried her face in the scarf and secretly took a breath.On the surface, he said bluntly, "I'm not cold. Only those of you who are older will think that long johns are necessary in winter, and you should wear more. We are young and strong."

He Zheng's gaze swept from his face to his waist, and finally stopped for a few seconds on his round and upturned buttocks, and asked very meaningfully, "How strong is it?"

Qiao Donghuan was momentarily speechless by his question.He could see it.It's different from a fat man who opens his mouth with a yellow accent.Every word He Zheng said seemed normal.

However, as long as you savor it carefully, you will find that every sentence is soaked in "aphrodisiac" medicine, which makes people blush.

He glared at him with a blushing face, and said in a nasty voice, "It's stronger than you anyway. Come in with me, old man."

Not always.He Zheng smiled and said nothing.

He left Shencheng for ten years.At that time, the economy of the entire Hua country had just recovered, and every place was changing day by day.For various reasons, this old alley has not been integrated with

Join Shencheng's thriving "Great Demolition" program.There have been changes, but not much.

He Zheng looked up at the door of the old alley, thinking he was unmoved, but he couldn't help feeling a little softer in his heart.

He really didn't have much feeling for the old house.Looking at this familiar alley, I still couldn't help thinking that Qiao Donghuan would stand here countless times, waiting for him to come back.That little figure, that look of anticipation...that was the softest and sweetest memory in his memory.There were countless times in Xiangcheng where he didn't dare to think about it even in his dreams.

He kept this memory deep in his heart.When I really can't hold on, I will take it out and recall it a little bit, but I dare not get too addicted.Can't think but don't dare to think too much.

If he didn't want to, he couldn't hold on; if he thought about it too much, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stay in that vain and flashy place for a moment.I just want to go back to that boy.

The once soft and tender little pitiful boy has now grown into a handsome young man.Although it is duplicity, even though it is swearing from time to time.But in He Zheng's eyes, there was no difference between the two.

If you have to say something different.It was as if a small sapling he had planted with his own hands had now grown taller and grown up.The sweet fruit from above is ripe.Just waiting for him to reach out and pick it off, you can slowly taste the deliciousness in it.