Gratitude License

Chang Jing had just taken a shower, and the fragrance of shower gel came out from her loose pajamas.

When Xu Liang breathed, he unconsciously took a breath, and felt itchy in his heart to tease him.

But Chang Jing spoke first, and withdrew with a look of disgust, "Stay away from me, I smell like a goblin."

"Really?" Xu Liang followed, sticking to Chang Jing's back, "Then you should smell it carefully, where is the smelliest all over my body?"

Maybe it was just after taking a shower, or thought of something that should not be thought, Chang Jing's ears were a little red, she didn't answer, and went straight back to the room and closed the door.

It was locked from the inside.

Xu Liang had no choice but to enter the room through the window, like a prodigal son planning to molest the yellow girl.

With Moon Shadow behind, Xu Liang squatted on the window edge, "Hey, Chang Xiaomao—"

Chang Jing patted a large towel on Xu Liang's face, yawned, and left.

towel = bath

yawn = sleep

Someone is telling him to take a bath and sleep.

This may be the most inattentive time Xu Liang took a bath.

I took the shower gel and poured it on my head, and squeezed the shampoo onto the toothbrush. In the end, I didn't wash off all the bubbles on my body, and went out of the bathroom.

The Changjing room was on the second floor. When Xu Liang climbed the stairs, he felt the sound of wet water under his feet was particularly vivid.

There is only one night light left in the bedroom, a simple industrial-style brass lamp holder with a retro light bulb on top.

Chang Jing was leaning against a pile of pillows, playing with her mobile phone while nestling there, with her long straight legs raised casually, looking very relaxed.

Xu Liang stood motionless by the door, just watching like this, only thinking that in the past ten or twenty years, every ordinary day, Chang Jing should be like this, alone, waiting for sleepiness to fall.

During this almost long period of time, Xu Liang could not say or do anything, but could only watch from a distance.

Watching the familiar side face fade away from the childishness of the child, the youthfulness of the teenager, and finally become what it is now, every detail is fascinating.

"Hey, Chang Kitten."

Chang Jing seemed to have known what Xu Liang was going to say, and without raising his head, he swiped his finger to turn the pages of the pictures on the screen, and let out a "huh" by the way.

Xu Liang: "I like you."

Chang Jing moved her finger again, and the photo turned over again—he and Xu Liang were standing in the yard, their faces wiped like dirty rags.

These photos were left when he was a child. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep them, so he specially took them with a camera and saved a copy in his mobile phone.

Chang Jing said "um" again, only he could hear it, and the tone of this voice was different from the previous one.

Xu Liang walked over and sat by the bed, "Don't say good things for the second time, just listen to me, I have liked you since I was five years old."

He wrapped his arms around Chang Jing, and touched his shoulder lightly with his lips.

Chang Jing put down her phone, "You can kiss me if you like me?"

"Of course..." Xu Liang clasped Chang Jing's wrists with both hands, "No. The reason I can kiss randomly is because you like me too."

Chang Jing looked up and met Xu Liang, "I didn't like you since I was five years old."

"That's four years old." Xu Liang approached, "Or just born?"

Chang Jing: "Oh, anyway, you can't suffer."

Xu Liang slowly moved to Chang Jing's mouth, almost touched it, but stopped, and said in a low voice: "Of course you can't suffer, you first say you like me, and then I will continue to kiss you."

It's as if Chang Jing wanted to be kissed so much.

With Chang Jing's temper, he should have said something unhappily, but he smiled slightly, hooked the back of Xu Liang's neck, moved him in front of him, took advantage of the situation, and kissed Xu Liang on the mouth.

"I like you and kiss you too, are you satisfied?"

Satisfaction is satisfaction, but this tone always makes people feel that something is wrong.

Xu Liang is still more used to the kitten's sharp teeth and sharp mouth while catching it without a fight.

It's okay to be so obedient now that people are not used to it, but why does she seem to have the style of a domineering president?

Want to hear a confession?for you.

Want to kiss?to you too.

Do you want xx?Come on, our Chang family has a family heirloom that we have always wanted to give to you...

Xu Liang: "..."

This kid, don't you want to play hard to get?

Xu Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked Chang Jing up and down.

Chang Jing: "What bad idea are you thinking of?"

"There's no bad idea, I'm so glad you like me so much."

Chang Jing put her knee on Xu Liang's waist, "Fart, you're going to play tricks if you squint your eyes, don't think I don't know you."

"Then tell me, what can I do wrong?"

Chang Jing raised her eyebrows, "Indeed, I threw away your goblin box. You just want to play tricks, and you don't have any equipment."

Xu Liang twitched the corners of his mouth in his heart, okay Chang Xiaomao, no wonder you are so confident, co-authored and confiscated all the tools, in the wilderness, if there is no such box, today you really can only hug and sleep.

Nothing good can be done.

Chang Jing rubbed the top of Xu Liang's head, pushed him away, got out of bed, picked up his coat and put it on.

"Run away after confessing? Are you a scum?" Xu Liang leaned back and took the position where Chang Jing had just been lying down.

Chang Jing took out the green unicorn wood carving from his pocket, chanted a spell to make it bigger, then stepped on the unicorn's back, turned to Xu Liang and said, "Do you want to follow, or continue to lie paralyzed?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Xu Liang hugged Chang Jing from behind, the window was wide open, Qing Qilin took a light step, and his figure merged into the dark night.

The wind blows Changjing's hair, and the smell of shampoo lingers on the tip of Xu Liang's nose.

It smells good, but if you smell it for a long time, it is not as good as the smell of ordinary kittens.

The green unicorn stepped over short trees and hills, flying higher and higher, and the horns on the top of its head almost touched the flowing clouds.

Chang Jing didn't say where he was going, and Xu Liang didn't ask too much, maybe the confession was like sex, and there was a period of time afterwards, he didn't want to talk.

The conversation in the room is still playing back in my mind, what I said, what Chang Jing said, there are only a few words, but after thinking about it, it seems to have a different taste.

Qing Qilin slowed down gradually, Chang Jing asked: "Is your Phoenix still following?"

"Why are you looking for him?"

"I'm not looking for him, but I don't want to look for him. Tell him to stay where he is and stop following him."

Chang Jing said this in a very serious tone, Xu Liang guessed that the place he was going next might be more important, so he tried to call Yue Zhuo, and the phoenix really followed stealthily.

Xu Liang asked him to wait here, but Yue Zhuo refused, and the two sides bargained, and finally Yue Zhuo agreed to stay, but gave Xu Liang a feather to carry with him, so that if he was in danger, Yue Zhuo could detect it in time.

Feng Yu has its own light effect, Xu Liang played with it in his hand, Chang Jing looked at it with disgust, and ordered Qing Qilin to move forward.

The terrain on both sides is getting higher and higher, and the mountains can be seen towering into the clouds from a distance.

The broken mountain rocks exposed a flat area several meters wide, and the moonlight spread the silver on the ground.

Xu Liang thought that Chang Jing wanted Qing Qilin to rest on the rock, but Chang Jing told it to stop in mid-air.

Between the two mountains, the valley is half empty, and the moonlight is sometimes dark and sometimes bright.

Chang Jing threw a few runes out, clapped his hands, and turned to look at Xu Liang.

That look, with a special flavor.

It's like the little secret joy of secretly doing bad things when I was a child.

Along the way, Xu Liang felt that Chang Jing was going to do some serious business. Until now, his brain circuit was twisted for a while, as if he suddenly understood something.

Chang Jing came over and whispered in his ear, "What do you think I want to do?"

Xu Liang said solemnly: "I ran so far on purpose to find such a place where there is no shit, and then set aside Yuezhuo to fiddle with the barrier... It must be because I want to do something earth-shattering, and I am high-spirited, and I don't want to leave my name in history. "

Chang Jing sniffed Xu Liang's neck, and suddenly bit down a row of teeth marks.

Xu Liang hissed, and tightened his grip on Chang Jing's wrist. Chang Jing hooked his hand and put it between his legs, "A big deal? Is it big enough?"

Xu Liang is not used to this guy's yellow accent, but because he is not used to it, he finds it even more exciting, and his body heats up almost instantly.

Chang Jing: "Oh, do you still have time to save face?"

Too lazy to quarrel, Xu Liang moved forward a little bit, facing Chang Jing and straddling the back of Qilin, the one between his legs stood upright, squeezed between Chang Jing's legs unceremoniously.

The silk pajama pants are smooth and soft, with well-defined sides.

Chang Jing took Xu Liang's hands and held them together, and both of them breathed heavily at the same time.

Xu Liang looked around, "Chang Xiaomao has a strong taste."

The corners of Chang Jing's mouth raised, and he leaned over to kiss Xu Liang's mouth.

The mountain wind is as fast as the water, but it can't dry the sweat on the clothes.

Qing Qilin fell on the platform, Chang Jing pulled Xu Liang by the collar and pushed him to the ground.

Chang Jing's clothes were wide open, the black suit and silk pajamas were in stark contrast, his chest heaved, and sweat flowed all the way to his lower abdomen.

Xu Liang smirked, and threw the vial in his hand to Chang Jing, "Didn't you throw it away?"

Chang Jing was so tormented that her face was flushed red, she gritted her teeth and said, "Wait, I will ask you to surrender in a second."

Xu Liang hooked Chang Jing's lower back, supported him and pressed down, Chang Jing moved his knee uncomfortably, slapped Xu Liang away, and put his hands on his neck, "Damn it, don't make trouble."

Xu Liang slowly took a breath, only to feel that his penis was gradually being swallowed by warmth, his body was already extremely happy, but it was still not as good as the provocative effect of Chang Jing's words and eyes.

The moonlight was fading, and Chang Jing's figure was outlined from behind, a light silver arc covered with crystal sweat, swaying down with the movement, splashing little ripples on Xu Liang's chest.

Xu Liang grabbed Chang Jing's shoulder and pushed in slowly, crushing and rubbing until Chang Jing's face became more and more red.

"Xu...Xu Liang." Chang Jing grabbed Xu Liang's shoulder and panted, and took another bite on his neck, which made the previous tooth marks even more bright red.

There is fog around, but people seem to fall into a deeper fog.

"Well, I'm here." Xu Liang responded, encroaching and demanding gently and domineeringly.

Chang Jing: "You..."

He gasped for breath a few times, and he was almost at the peak, but he still held back, as if he didn't want to admit defeat.

Perhaps because of the negative physical distance, Xu Liang seemed to be able to see through his thoughts directly, and whispered in his ear for a while, speaking all the pornographic accents he could speak.

Chang Jing gritted her teeth and cursed, but she still couldn't hold on, it was in Xu Liang's hands.

Xu Liang was still in Changjing's body, moving dishonestly, "Say, who is the second?"

"What the hell are you waiting for!"

After a few minutes.

Chang Jing leaned against the rough stone wall, lit a cigarette for herself, took a puff and gave it to Xu Liang.

"The ugly words are up front. If you sleep with me, you will be mine. If you dare to go out to steal fish, you will chop up a few and feed them to the dogs."

Xu Liang exhaled the smoke into Chang Jing's ears, and the auricles that had just cooled down began to turn red again.

"You still have the energy to speak harsh words, do you want to do it again?"

Chang Jing snatched the cigarette back, stood up, and shook [-] million handfuls of ashes.

He was barefoot, with the tip of his toe touching Xu Liang's leg, he gently picked it up, "I tell you, labor and management are very physically strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of them."