Garcia on the bed moved restlessly, his slender eyelashes swaying slightly like cicada wings.Quentin thought he was about to wake up, and his mind went blank, like the last 15 minutes of an exam, and suddenly found that he still had the last big question to do.The only sound in the quiet room was the ticking of the clock and the beating of his heart.

Quentin's Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he swallowed hard: Is Garcia finally waking up?The last time I sat face to face with Garcia was more than ten years ago.Now that the old man suddenly appeared on Red Wolf Star, completely disrupting his life, he didn't know what kind of posture he should use to meet Garcia.

It's a bit closer to the nostalgia, and I dare not ask what the visitor means.

Garcia turned his head to one side, adjusted a comfortable position, and fell back into a deep sleep against the pillow.

Quentin's hanging heart relaxed, and he still felt a little lonely and restless, why didn't he wake up?

He put the back of his hand on Garcia's forehead, trying to see if he had a fever.

Garcia's beautifully shaped lips were close in front of his eyes, and the light pink lip tip was like a delicious delicacy, silently tempting people to swallow it into their stomachs.

Quentin rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty.

The air was filled with the smell of sunshine, mixed with the pleasant smell of green grass, just like the day he and Garcia first met.

Quentin leaned down little by little.

This shellfish, who has gone through mountains and rivers, has gone through untold hardships and finally embraced its beloved pearl.

The warm mouth wrapped the tender lips and tongue, wrapping and entangled, entangled and hissed on the narrow and dark tongue bed.This feeling was so good that it made Quentin harden, and the intense pleasure and stimulation rushed into his brain, almost breaking through his reason.

Quentin was nibbling happily, and the fingers of the person under him moved, and moved again.

Garcia felt something licking on his face in a daze, and there was a wet touch everywhere. Garcia frowned instinctively. He has often been in the military these years. Although he is not a clean freak, at least he is Clean and tidy but still there.

Where is this myself?Why does it feel like the whole face is wet, could it be that it was licked by a dog?

With a trace of clarity in his mind, Garcia ordered his paralyzed eyelids to roll up.

At the last moment before the thunderstorm, Quentin, relying on his carnivore instinct, walked away from Garcia, picked up Xiao Hei who was squatting on the ground, and pressed his face to Garcia's eyes.He also used the remaining few seconds to pose himself in a melancholy pose with his back to Garcia fighting by the window.

Garcia struggled to open his eyes, and in front of him was an enlarged version of a furry smiling face.

The black bristles brushed across his graceful neck, and there was a fine and dense tingling sensation, which was also a little itchy.

Seeing that Garcia woke up, the frantic Xiao Hei rushed forward wagging his tail and smeared Garcia's face with saliva.

The beauty in front of you is so beautiful, beauty, look here, the most handsome Wang in the entire empire is right in front of you!I am the number one Internet celebrity in the empire, and I can’t even count my four claws. The red wolf star kills all men, women, and children. There is still a photo of my handsome military uniform and sunglasses floating on the star network forum homepage.

Ow!

Beauty, don't look at that rogue shit-shoveling officer, the tents are all set up, and he is still pretending to be a fake literary youth by the window.

Sapo rolls around begging to be cute, beauty, beauty, you have to follow me.

"Hiss!" Garcia gasped involuntarily.

The big fat wolfhound hung on his body, unfortunately pressing down on the wound on his abdomen.

Quentin, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, heard the movement, rushed to Garcia's bed, and killed Xiao Hei.

Quentin couldn't hide the anxiety and worry in his eyes: "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Xiao Hei is an idiot, he doesn't choose a time to fight for favor, and Garcia is still injured, so why does he go to join in the fun.

Quentin was secretly anxious for a long time, and his ears were erected like antennas to eavesdrop on Garcia's movements.It's just that he has nothing to do with Garcia. Seriously speaking, his current role is still an irresponsible hooligan who plays with emotions. In front of Garcia, it is more suitable for him to put on an indifferent face.

Seeing the playful smile in Garcia's eyes, Quentin's heart skipped a beat, it's broken, my character is broken.

The collar was caught by the sleeve length's fingers, and it was pulled down slowly. Quentin seemed to be under a spell. He obviously didn't have any strength in that hand, but he couldn't break free at all. He could only stiffen his body, inch by inch. , is pulled down.

Garcia's hand reached into his chest, rubbing the red beads on his chest lightly or heavily, Garcia's voice was charming, like a ghost coming out of the fog: "You dumped me, but you still Keeping the wolf beast I gave you?"

Quentin's eyes gradually changed. He suppressed the desire to erupt in his body, gasped heavily, and tried his best to put on a relaxed tone: "Oh, I heard that the meat of the wolf beast is very delicious, and it tastes best when it is stewed with golden pineapples. I originally wanted to fatten up and eat meat, but I didn't expect that the red wolf star is not allowed to kill wolves."

Quentin sighed decently, as if for him, not being able to taste Xiao Hei's meat was the most regrettable thing in the universe.

The hot thing attached to his leg swelled a little more, and rubbed against Garcia's thigh with a hint of threat and possession.

Quentin put his face together in a thief-like manner: "Honey, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, you must be very lonely and empty, right? Come and have a fight with your man, how about making the fire of love more violent?" Sample?"

It was Garcia who answered him with a dark face and kicked him off the bed.

"Go down and cook, I'm hungry. Don't put coriander, otherwise," Garcia gestured viciously, "I'll shoot you to death with a peacock."

Quentin shook his head and chuckled, with a touch of sweetness and pampering that he didn't even notice. Before leaving, he carefully opened the curtains of the room for Garcia.

Garcia was the only one left in the room, and it was so quiet that one could even hear the crying of the children upstairs and the hurried footsteps.

There was joy in the ear, a short warm moment in the daily life, but what popped into Garcia's mind was: The sound insulation effect of this house does not seem to be very good, it seems that cutting corners is not only the patent of the real estate developers of Haige Star.

There are evil capitalists everywhere in the world!As he said that, his stomach growled twice in perfect fit.

In order to put himself into the waist-tight women's evening dress, he hadn't eaten for three days, and last night he had fought and lost a lot of blood, so he lost his strength and passed out.

Garcia rubbed his flat stomach, planning to get up and act as a supervisor to see if Quentin had cooked.

My original clothes were torn into a ball of rags last night, and there was no change of clothes on the bed.Garcia looked around, the black and white tones of the simple style, and the black solid wood wardrobe stood on the right.

Garcia stood up from the bed, intending to grab a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on. He was about the same size as Quentin, so it shouldn't be a problem to wear Quentin's clothes.

Two minutes later, Garcia frowned while holding another pair of red and green pants. What kind of aesthetics is Quentin? There are a lot of killer shapes on the necklace pendant. Those who don't know it think this is the lair of the gang leader. Can it look a bit like an imperial police officer?

Garcia threw out the clothes in his hand and continued to rummage through the closet.His hand stopped in the middle of the innermost pile of old clothes.

Why does Quentin have pink clothes?He obviously never wears pink, and he bought a pink couple's t-shirt for himself. Quentin refused to wear it desperately, and almost ran into the south wall.

Garcia was puzzled, but his movements were not slow. He took the pink dress at the bottom of the box in his hand and shook his hands vigorously.A smiling y in a pink princess dress appeared in front of Garcia unexpectedly.

Garcia's jaw almost fell to the ground, isn't this the y underwear that he lost back then?

y is the protagonist of the movie "Run y" produced by Haotong Company, and one of his favorite anime characters. Seven big movies have been released one after another, which have swept the entire empire, and even brought the dying animation industry to life. It has been revitalized, and it has also led to the rise of upstream and downstream peripheral products.It can be called a myth in the animation world.

He originally had a y panty set, with a total of seven colors, but he lost one for no reason at some point, and he couldn't find it after searching for several years.

I thought it was lost, but it turned out to be here with Quentin.Counting it, it seems that when I lost it, it was the time when I went to Yalan Bay with Quentin to take a bath.

Quentin claimed that he spent five years chasing him hard just to win a bet so that he could show off to his cronies. There are too many loopholes in this statement.

After breaking up, he still kept the wolf beast that he gave him, and secretly hid his things, even his underwear; he came to Red Wolf Star for ten years, and claimed that he had already had a partner but never brought it to anyone , not even his best friend Ben.

Garcia narrowed his eyes dangerously.Sure enough, like countless times before, he was deceived by that bastard Quentin again.

Just now I had the opportunity to ask the truth about the year, but this bastard teased me so dizzy that I forgot my original intention.

Garcia thought angrily: Quentin is a person who is designed to restrain himself. Every time he sees Quentin, he will throw himself into chaos.

Forget it, I have already found out the doubts, and the only thing left to do is to pry the truth out of Quentin's mouth bit by bit.

This is Quentin's lair. If Quentin is disobedient, he will directly destroy his lair.

After figuring this out, Garcia's mood immediately became brighter. He reluctantly picked out a pair of army green trousers and put them on.After linking with the peacock with mental power, and crackling a series of fingers to the peacock, Garcia, the supervisor, clapped his hands leisurely, and Shi Shiran went downstairs.

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