Gratitude License

"It's nothing." Xu Liang's eyes swept over Chang Jing's body, and he vividly interpreted the word "view-traitor".

Chang Jing raised her hand and groped for a while on the wall, and with a "pop", the lights in the living room went out.

The fruit trees in front of the house blocked the moonlight, and the house was pitch black.

The two lost their vision at the same time, but Chang Jing had the home court advantage, and before Xu Liang could adapt, he had already pushed him onto the small sofa in the living room.

Chang Jing had thin calluses on her fingertips, and she lifted Xu Liang's top roughly, groping around his waist for a moment, and then pulled down the pants.

Xu Liang seemed to be slaughtered, reclining on the sofa, "You know how to turn off the light ashamedly, what part of your body have I not seen?"

Chang Jing enters the silent mode, no matter how cheap Xu Liang is, he doesn't answer the conversation, just kneels on the sofa with one leg, lowers his head, his gaze falls loosely on Xu Liang's waist in the dark, his hands keep moving, his fingertips Swiping lightly, rubbing with the pulp of the fingers, the thin sweat on the palm of the palm rubbed a dullness on the tight skin.

The sound of skin-to-skin contact is like tender bamboo shoots breaking spring mud after rain.

Xu Liang's pulse was beating at Chang Jing's fingertips, and he circled his hip bones several times, the speed was getting slower and slower, the strength was getting lighter and lighter, but the temperature was on the contrary, getting hotter and hotter.

Chang Jing paused for a few seconds, as if she was a little distracted, and suddenly regained her senses for a moment, leaned down, and pressed her hot and dry lips lightly on Xu Liang's pulse.

Xu Liang didn't make a sound, but his breath became obviously heavier.

He moved the handcuffs that he couldn't get rid of, and put his hands on Chang Jing's back, "Chang Xiaomao, what are you doing?"

Chang Jing didn't make a sound, but Xu Liang floated two words in his mind, fuck you.

That character is very easy to write, two horizontal and one vertical, a total of three strokes.

It is these three straight lines that delineate the relationship between two people.

The last time Chang Jing was wearing medicine, the two of them saw everything that should be seen and should not be seen, and touched everything that could be touched, because they didn't do a complete set, and the relationship was ambiguous, so they don't need to be responsible for it further, and it's better to take a step back. Fat small.

The final boundary is still there. From a psychological point of view, Chang Jing is still Chang Jing, not Xu Liang’s Chang Jing. Xu Liang looks unhappy when he gets along with Cai Si, but it’s just that.

If the two had their wedding tomorrow, at best Xu Liang would have a fight with Chang Jing tonight, and it would take half a month to hit him with a panda eye, so that he couldn't take a normal wedding photo, but he wouldn't go to the wedding venue to blatantly snatch him. people.

Fa Xiao Fa Xiao, I don’t know how other people’s Fa Xiao get along.

Between the two men, do they do what they are doing now when they need it?

Like a person groping forward in the dark, Chang Jing's movements are always cautious. His lips gradually move from the crotch to the middle, pass through the lower abdomen, and brush the edge of the underwear, marking the territory for every inch of skin.

"Hey, help me take it off, it's hard to strangle." When Xu Liang spoke, he straightened up his waist slightly, and touched Chang Jing's mouth through the fabric.

"Don't worry." Chang Jing finally said two words, his voice was very slow and clear, but his voice trembled slightly.

It turned out that the purpose of not speaking was to prevent the timidity, Xu Liang smiled in his eyes, pressed the back of Chang Jing's head with his wrist, and then straightened up, "The cage is too small."

"You mean it can't hold your big bird?" Chang Jing's voice revealed a sweetness that he didn't usually have. He squeezed Xu Liang's waist hard, and pushed his shirt up, exposing his entire chest.

Chang Jing leaned over, like patrolling the territory, her breath pressed against Xu Liang's skin, moving from the lower abdomen to the collarbone.

He grabbed Xu Liang's wrist and pressed down, and stepped onto Xu Liang's waist.

"Banana, eggplant—" Xu Liang said slowly, "Navel orange, which one do you like?"

Chang Jing flicked the handcuffs, "You're quite optimistic."

"I don't mind matching your taste."

After a few seconds of silence, Chang Jing suddenly lowered her body very low, with the tip of her nose pressed against Xu Liang's eyebrows, "Tell me, if I fuck you now, how can you resist?"

Xu Liang laughed, "Why am I resisting? Aren't you practicing with me? Then I'll just lie down and be equal. It saves effort and makes me feel comfortable."

Chang Jing swept Xu Liang's neck with his fingers, and paused at his Adam's apple, with dark emotions in his eyes.

The heartbeat seems to be counting seconds, measuring the closer and closer finish line.

Chang Jing let go of Xu Liang, and turned on the light again.

From the living room all the way to the kitchen.

Chang Jing: "It's like a safe house. It's for emergency use at critical times. There's food in the refrigerator, but apart from quick-frozen, it's dry food. Come and see which one you want to eat."

The corner of Xu Liang's mouth slowly raised a smile, followed to the kitchen, and walked around Chang Jing from behind, "I just want to eat you."

That's what he said, but at this moment, Xu Liang's stomach growled.

No matter what, I haven't eaten all day, and if I'm hungry for a while, I guess I won't even have the energy to scream.

Chang Jing took out the keys from his pocket, three in a bunch.

He said something, threw the key into the air, and the three keys emerged with a faint light, and instantly merged into a smaller and brighter one, which fell towards the keyhole of the handcuffs as if being pulled by a silk thread.

At the same time, Chang Jing pressed Xu Liang's shoulders and pushed him hard against the refrigerator door. The kiss was fierce and urgent, just like rain clouds colliding with lightning and thunder on a summer night, and what poured down was old spirits.

When they were separated, the handcuffs just changed color and fell to the ground. Xu Liang rubbed his wrists to look at them, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Grandma's little cat, I can't see how good at flirting.

As if nothing had happened, Chang Jing took out two bags of instant noodles and a bag of dumplings, and threw them at Xu Liang.

"The house is mine, you don't want to eat and live for free." Chang Jing left after speaking.

Xu Liang could see that Chang Jing's ears were still red, and there was no wind in his eyes, but there were layers of waves.

There was still the warmth of the kiss on his lips, Xu Liang licked it, didn't say anything, rummaged around, set up a pot to boil water, and cooked things.

When the food was on the table, hot water vapor floated into the air, and Chang Jing's stomach also made a sound.

Xu Liang usually puts a dumpling in the bowl, and asks casually, "Does it feel good to kiss me?"

Chang Jing pierced the dumplings with chopsticks and poured half a bowl of vinegar on them, "Not bad, at least I won't feel sick."

"Then my hard work is not in vain. When you turn back, you and your wife..." Before Xu Liang finished speaking, Chang Jing stuffed his mouth with a dumpling.

The aged acetic acid was astringent, which made Xu Liang squeeze his eyes.

Chang Jing said stiffly: "Shut up and eat."

A bowl of dumplings, the more you eat, the more sour it becomes.

Chang Jing first finished eating and put down his chopsticks, "I'm full, I'm going to take a shower."

Xu Liang was still chewing on half a dumpling and had no time to answer. Chang Jing walked to the door and suddenly stopped and said, "I'm going to marry Cai Si."

Xu Liang's upper teeth knocked his lower teeth, and he clicked.

Chang Jing: "But this is just an external statement, temporarily used to fool my dad, there are too many variables now, I can't guarantee that I won't act with her when necessary, but I can tell you clearly, we will never Really get married, I will only say it once, believe it or not, I have never had more affection for her than a friend."

Xu Liang: "Then who do you have more affection for than a friend?"

Chang Jing's eyes stopped on Xu Liang's face for two seconds, and he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Xu Liang sat where he was, unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled up higher and higher.

The sour smell of the aged vinegar is still fermenting in the air, sucked into the lungs, condensed to the bottom of the heart, and when encountering what Chang Jing just said, the fruit it bears is surprisingly sweet.

Xu Liang was thinking aimlessly, and suddenly the corner of his clothes was torn twice.

Looking down, he saw Xiao Shisan squatting on his lap, with a pair of black bean eyes glistening.

"Brother Xu, you, follow me, follow me."

Xiao Shisan led the way, and Xu Liang found out that Chang Jing left Su Guangjiao in the yard to guard after he went out of the gate.

An invisible barrier covered the entire courtyard inside, and two layers of black shadows stood outside the courtyard, looking towards Xu Liang like a mongoose.

As soon as Xu Liang moved, Shuo Guang followed him dutifully, and when he reached the edge of the barrier, he hooked his tail to block Xu Liang inside, shaking his head, his big eyes flickering, looking a bit embarrassed.

Xu Liang stopped where he was, and said to the fox who was a step away, "I'm busy, I'll give you a minute."

Yan Chi turned into a human body and saluted respectfully, "I dare not disturb Brother Xu, but you will definitely be interested in what I want to say."

After listening to his words, Xu Liang fell into silence, Yan Chi was right, he was indeed very interested.

Yanchi asked him to help heal his injuries, and in exchange, he could help him get his body back completely.

Xu Liang tried not to show his excitement, "Are you sure Yongye has this ability?"

Yanchi smiled gently, and bowed his body to salute, "It's not Yong Ye, it's the Demon King. I can't guarantee other goblins, but His Majesty the Demon King must have this ability. I, Yanchi, swear here today that as long as Brother Xu agrees to save us, His Majesty the Demon King will definitely help you fulfill your wish."

Xu Liang keenly noticed that what Yan Chi said was not "I", but "we".

Sure enough, no matter where it is, the number of patients always far exceeds that of doctors.

It may take a lot of time to treat them, but the other party offered what Xu Liang needed most, without giving him much room for bargaining.

Xu Liang: "You let the demon king come and find me."

"If he could come, he would have come a long time ago, the demon king... ah!"

White light suddenly burst out from the barrier, causing Yanchi to back up a few steps and turn back into a fox.

Chang Jing was dressed in light-colored pajamas, which made her complexion look particularly ugly.

He didn't say a word, just glanced over, scaring the little monsters away.

"Brother Xu, then I'll come back tomorrow!" After Yan Chi finished speaking, he turned into a cloud of green smoke and fled, but left a rectangular carved lacquer box in place.

A few large characters in the letter - brother Xu himself.

Xu Liang fished the box over, and Chang Jing yelled not to open it, but Xu Liang was quick and it was too late.

Chang Jing rushed to Xu Liang's side, just in time to have a panoramic view of the contents of the box.

Condoms printed with elephant patterns, lubricating oil with two snakes intertwined, and a bunch of commonly used props that are not commonly used.

Chang Jing: "..."

Xu Liang closed the box, only then did he see that there were small characters under the big characters - Sincerely, Huanhao Renjian.