Gratitude License

Xu Liang smiled, "You don't go to accompany your wife, but you come here to arrest me in your busy schedule?"

Chang Jing was in a hurry all the way, his complexion was already bad, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously when he heard this sentence.

Xu Liang thought he was going to have a few words with him, but Chang Jing turned the scythe half a circle in his hand, slipped the bone-white blade, and hooked out the key in the administrator's pocket.

Chang Jing held the key in her hand, without pausing for half a second, and threw the clean talisman at the group of insect monsters.

"Snapped--"

The inconspicuous black beetle landed, and the barrier opened wide at the same time. Chang Jing grabbed Xu Liang by the collar and threw him on the back of Qing Qilin. He took a step across, and the blade drew a sharp wind, pushing those irrelevant guys around. Withdrew a few meters.

The green unicorn's mane was flying, Chang Jing grabbed the shackle on Xu Liang's wrist with one hand, and controlled the direction with the other. He succeeded, but his face was not at all relaxed.

If he took this step, he would definitely not be able to return home. If things got serious in the future, it would be the best of humanity for his father not to stand up and arrest him personally. It is impossible to be hostile to the management office because of Xu Liang, an outsider.

Whether Xu Liang can escape the catastrophe this time depends entirely on Chang Jing's ability. Thinking of this, he felt a mountain in his heart.

After a long time, the green unicorn landed on the ground, and in front of it was a cherry orchard of tens of acres.

Walking along the two largest cherry trees, you can see a small courtyard surrounded by wooden fences and gray tile houses in the courtyard.

Chang Jing left Xu Liang in place, counted the 49th fence from the left, groped in the grass at the bottom for a while, hooked his index finger, and pulled out a small silver pouch, the key inside clattered softly.

The evening wind blew through the cherry grove, and as soon as the little demon guarding the grove for Chang's family emerged, he was sealed by a rune from Chang Jing, and fell down under the tree and snored.

Chang Jing opened several doors one by one, inspected the upper and lower floors, and all four rooms, and went out again after confirming that it was safe, and put Qing Qilin back in his pocket.

Xu Liang's body was empty, and he was supported by Chang Jing so that he did not fall.

Xu Liang raised his hand and shook his wrist, "You said that you have no conscience, you really have broken your internal organs. It's not worth arresting me. You have to handcuff me all the way. Why, are you afraid that I won't be able to deal with your father if I run away?"

Xu Liang deliberately wanted to be angry with Changjing. He was not sure how much Changjing knew about today's matter. Although he believed that the cat would not really acquiesce in his being taken away, he still wanted to confirm it with his own mouth and listen to his explanation. In other words, it's better to say something nice and apologize.

Chang Jing turned her head to look at Xu Liang, the expression on her face faded away, only the tide was faintly surging in her eyes.

He didn't even look at it, he just hooked his backhand instinctively, his index finger was accurately hung on the chain between Xu Liang's handcuffs, and he pulled him forward. Xu Liang took advantage of the momentum and put his whole body on Chang Jing's back.

He was nearly half a head taller than Chang Jing, and he had to lower his head slightly to get close to Chang Jing's ear.

"Why are you making such a bad face? Your wife bullied you?"

Chang Jing didn't answer, and dragged Xu Liang into the house directly. There was no light in the entrance, and it was only half illuminated by the dim light in the living room in the distance. He could still hear the wind in the cherry grove, but when the door was closed, the world changed. It was dark and quiet.

The wrists were worn red by the handcuffs, and when Xu Liang wanted to complain a few more words, Chang Jing grabbed his wrists and pushed his arms overhead.

The side light drew a shallow edge to Chang Jing's straight nose, the handcuffs hit the wall with a soft sound, and the clothes rustled.

Chang Jing glared at Xu Liang for a few seconds, took a breath, leaned against him, and kissed him on the lips.

This fierce bite was more like a bite than a kiss.

After a little taste, Chang Jing withdrew a little, Xu Liang exhaled a breath of dull air, and said in a low voice: "Chang Xiaogou, is it comfortable for you to chew like this?"

In terms of taste, of course it is not very comfortable, but I feel very refreshed. Chang Jing just feels that after taking this bite, the weight in his heart will fall to the ground.

His vision was blurred, but he could see the light in each other's eyes. Xu Liang smiled and rubbed his knee between his legs as usual, "With your kissing skills that have been single for 20 years, your wife doesn't dislike you?"

Chang Jing's body was hot, and she couldn't hold back that plain expression any longer. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she leaned into Xu Liang's ear, "Isn't that right, I used you to practice because I was afraid that she would dislike her."

Breathing over his neck, Chang Jing groped Xu Liang's waist with one hand, "Since I have practiced, I will use you to practice a full set. You are so generous, you sure don't mind?"

While speaking, Chang Jing bit Xu Liang's neck, and raised his head to attack him again, but this time Xu Liang turned his head slightly and rubbed his mouth on Chang Jing's ear.

Chang Jing's movements froze, Xu Liang broke free from the pressure Chang Jing exerted on his wrists, wrapped his arms around the back of Chang Jing's neck, and pushed the person to the opposite side by virtue of his height advantage.

The aisle was less than one meter wide, and with a slight push, Chang Jing's back was pressed against the wall, and the shackles on Xu Liang's wrists were cool against the back of Chang Jing's neck, pressing him tighter inch by inch.

"Full set, you said it yourself."

Chang Jing was so suppressed that his breath escaped from his mouth. Before he could think of a rebuttal, Xu Liang bit his lower lip and pushed his upper lip away.

Feeling uncomfortable being suppressed, Chang Jing wanted to do something, but Xu Liang's knee squeezed between his legs in a strong and shameful gesture.

Chang Jing earned a bit, but rubbed so hard that he almost reacted.

Xu Liang didn't care about his little tricks, he just used the tip of his tongue as a gun, and attacked the city within an inch. Chang Jing was pressed against the wall and couldn't move. .

The dim light seemed to disappear completely, and the sound of breathing was as deep as the dusk.

Xu Liang tossed and bit Chang Jing's ear, and the suppressed breath was hot on Chang Jing's ear, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Chang Jing almost couldn't hold back his humming as his thighs rubbed between his legs unscrupulously. He pursed his lips hard, frowned and stared at Xu Liang. He knew that he had a reaction, but Xu Liang wasn't much better. It will only be more obvious than him, laughing at fifty steps, but being said first by the other party, it is like losing a city.

Xu Liang withdrew slightly to see the expression on Chang Jing's face. Teasing him like this, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to calm down a little, but the ebb and flow of the tide became more violent in an instant.

There was a slight tremor in his voice that only he could hear, Xu Liang squinted at Chang Jing, "Blame me, you are swollen up, I think you need some medicine, give me a good massage..."

There was a space between the two, and Chang Jing leaned back, holding Xu Liang's hands so that he couldn't evacuate. Not light nor heavy so a grasp.

Chang Jing looked at Xu Liang provocatively, "Go on, how do you want to massage me?"

In the backlight, the pinnae of Xu Liang's ears began to turn red. Seeing the redness, Chang Jing finally had the feeling of pulling back, but Xu Liang approached Chang Jing at a very slow speed. Kiss along the neck to the ears.

"Single for more than 20 years, it's okay to kiss. Do you still need me to teach you about masturbation?"

Chang Jing's Adam's apple moved up and down, but his hands froze there.

Xu Liang's hands were hard as usual, and his voice was a little unsteady, "Okay, then I'll teach you a little bit, continue to stretch your hand in, and feel carefully, where the hardest place is, you just..."

Chang Jing grabbed the thin fabric, let go, and the fabric snapped back.

Xu Liang hissed.

Chang Jing smiled, "What about me?"