Slag Attack Rebirth Manual

Over the years of being together with Zhuang Xuran, the two of them have had a lot of bed sheets, and Ye Ling is no stranger to Zhuang Xuran's body.It was even very clear that Ye Ling remembered every place on Zhuang Xuran's body, including where there was a hemorrhoid.

In other words, to Ye Ling, Zhuang Xuran was as familiar as a left hand holding a right hand, facing him.Body, no matter how excited it is, it is limited.

But now the situation has changed, Ye Ling looked at the smiling person, and suddenly coaxed in his mind, a little confused.

All that was left in his mind was Zhuang Xuran's white body and bright smile... The immediate reaction was tight belly, itchy nose, hot cheeks, dizziness, and a thought whizzed through his heart, wanting to hug him.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Ye Ling immediately walked over, suppressed Zhuang Xuran on the spot, and kissed him like a wolf dog.

Zhuang Xuran had never felt such a strong and eager demand from Ye Ling. He was a little dazed by the kiss. Is this Ye Ling?

Eyes wide open in surprise, feeling a little excited.

His legs were unconsciously wrapped around his thin waist, his upper body was held in his arms, and his bare chest was rubbed by Ye Ling's soft sweater, making it itchy, hot, and a little numb.

"..." Ye Ling touched the imperfect face, brushed the broken hair behind his ears, and continued to kiss deeply, giving the other party the experience of numbness at the base of his tongue and the experience of his lips being eaten.

"Ye Ling... that's enough..." Zhuang Xuran panted, pushing Ye Ling away a little.

The heartbeat was fast, and it became more obvious when it stopped.

Boom boom boom...

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

Gentle fingers were still stroking his face, Zhuang Xuran's voice was inexplicably tense.

The result is a blank stare.

Ye Ling didn't know what was wrong with him, so he replied honestly: "That's what I saw when I saw you."

At that moment, there was an urge to kiss each other.

"Really?" Zhuang Xuran raised his eyebrows, wondering if he should believe this reason, his sharp eyes swept back and forth on Ye Ling's face: "Fascinated by me?"

Although he knew that this possibility was very small.

"That's right." Ye Ling looked at this person's face, and was also a little strange. He got used to such an ugly face, and thought it was quite cute.So he bowed his head and kissed that ugly place.

Zhuang Xuran stretched out his hand to touch his face, of course he knew where Ye Ling kissed him, he said, "What do you think about my face?"

Suddenly, I really want to know, what does the other party think of my face?Will you feel ugly?Or disgust?

There are several reasons for liking someone, one is for face, the other is for money, and a few others.

Don't talk about true love and inner beauty, Zhuang Xuran doesn't believe it.

Although the relationship with Ye Ling seems to be getting better these days, he knows very well that these good things are like bubbles, which will shatter at the first touch.

The reason why he would hold on to the bubble was because he had no choice. If he didn't catch it, there would be no bubble in the end.

"It looks ugly at first glance." Ye Ling has always been honest, so he was immediately punched by Zhuang Xuran, and he continued: "After getting used to it, I think it's quite..."

"What?"

"It's so ugly." Ye Ling solemnly found an adjective, then nodded in satisfaction.

"I'll fuck you!" Zhuang Xuran still gave him a fist, and said with a dark face, "You stay here, I'll take a shower."

"..." With a dull pain in his chest, Ye Ling silently got up from him and watched him enter the bathroom.

The agitation in my heart has not disappeared, and the blood still gathers in the abdomen, but it has gradually subsided.

Ye Ling sat on the sofa and took off her clothes, picked up the clothes that Zhuang Xuran threw on the floor, put them into the washing machine in the bathroom and started washing.

Naked, standing solemnly in front of the washing machine and busying himself, this serious and dumb...frustrated man is a bit devilish.

Zhuang Xuran narrowed his eyes, and had a terrible thought in his heart.He would not let anyone see Ye Ling like this, not even if he killed Ye Ling.

Originally, with Ye Ling's appearance, it was easy to provoke rotten peach blossoms. If Ye Ling himself was a little more flirtatious, this day would definitely not be peaceful.

Fortunately, Ye Ling wasn't a flirt, he stayed so strange that he didn't know what flirting was.

"Ye Ling, don't wash it, it will be washed with the sheets later."

Ye Ling heard the words and said: "The bed sheet is too big, it will damage the clothes after washing."

In fact, there are not many winter clothes that can be washed at home. There are only some shirts and underwear, and sometimes the outer pants are sent to the laundromat.Sweaters and coats are all sent for laundering, because you can't do it yourself.

I always wash the sheets by myself. There are all kinds of sheets floating on the balcony of his house, and changing them once a week is considered rare...

Finally finished the washing machine, Ye Ling left there satisfied, and walked towards the shower... A pair of arms wrapped around her, and in the steamy atmosphere, she was very affectionate, and a certain part of her body heated up rapidly.

However, the main point is to take a bath, and Ye Ling ended the intimacy responsibly.

Squeeze out a palm of white shower gel from the shelf next to her, apply it on Zhuang Xuran's body, and wash it carefully.

The technique is gentle and meticulous, and I am a little careful when bathing my own baby, for fear of hurting the other's skin.

But in fact, it's really not that fragile. It just feels good, so I didn't open my mouth to break the status quo.

Leaning against the wall with squinted eyes, he swept up the wet black hair in front of his forehead, revealing his full forehead and two sharp sword eyebrows. It turns out that Zhuang Xuran's face is not neutral either, he may be more aggressive than Ye Ling, and has always been.

Moreover, he is very thin, with a skinny figure in clothes, and a strong personal style. After taking off, there is actually flesh where there should be flesh, and the skeleton is just small.

The mermaid line is very obvious, and the bones here are the most painful.

Ye Ling's palm slid across Zhuang Xuran's waist and crotch, making a special comparison, the waist is just that small... I really don't know how the opponent fought so fiercely, just looking at this body made me anxious.

"You should eat more." Ye Ling said, shaking his waist deliberately.

"Hmm..." Zhuang Xuran replied perfunctorily, his fingers running around Ye Ling's abdomen, pressing the pink scar under his fingertips: "Does it still hurt?"

I remember asking many times, but every time I saw it, I still couldn't control my mouth and asked him if it hurt.

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Ling said, put his hands down on the opponent's thigh, picked up the leg, and washed it beside him.

Zhuang Xuran took a deep breath... This feeling is really indescribable, he really can't predict what Ye Ling will bring to him in the next second.

It was obviously something that shouldn't happen, but the other party took it for granted, as if he was born with it.

After Ye Ling washed one side, he continued to wash the other side, completely unaware that Zhuang Xuran was observing him.

Wash this person from head to toe, leaving no place untouched, and when finished, say: "Okay." Pull off a big towel, put it on Zhuang Xuran, and push him out of the range of the spray: "Go out and dry your hair, or you will cold."

"En." Zhuang Xuran walked out with fluttering steps, and sat on the sofa for a while.

Ye Ling washed herself up and came out, frowned when she saw him, wanted to teach him a lesson, but swallowed dryly.

Go get the hair dryer by yourself, stand in front of Zhuang Xuran, and dry him gently.

"Over there, I want to blow dry my hair." Ye Ling sat down and did it for herself.

Zhuang Xuran moved his position to avoid the wind, but still nestled on the sofa, with his calf resting on Ye Ling's thigh, rubbing his toes against Ye Ling's thigh from time to time.leg.Inside.side.

"Don't make trouble." Ye Ling grabbed that foot and scratched the sole of it, making it shrink back.

Zhuang Xuran had a half smile on his face, as if he fell in love with playing this boring game.

"Slap!" This time it was too much, and Ye Ling slapped him without saying a word.

"Huh?" Zhuang Xuran immediately raised his chin, as if to settle the score.

Ye Ling dried her hair slowly and put the hairdryer in place.Looking back, I saw Zhuang Xuran's toes were still resting on his lap, and the other party was very upset about the important thing...

So I was at a loss again, did I mean to get angry when I hit him?

No matter, didn't you say you want to have sex, everything is ready, you can start.

Ye Ling first took hold of that foot, and kissed the place where he had punched, and then slowly moved upwards, branding them one by one, from the calf to the thigh, to the root of the end, and in the middle...

"..." Zhuang Xuran's breathing paused for a moment, then he raised his head to breathe, his brows furrowed slightly, the joy came unexpectedly...

He hugged Ye Ling's head with his hands involuntarily, grasped his black hair tightly when he was excited, and relaxed his fingertips to stick to the roots of the hair when he was buffering.

Suffering, joy, the taste is indescribable.

"Hmm..." Ye Ling withdrew slowly, his mouth was full, and he hurried to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

"..." Zhuang Xuran slumped on the sofa, covering his eyes apologetically, because he was too excited just now...to put it in his mouth, as if...

But when it came out when it was in the throat, could Ye Ling really spit it out?

very suspicious...

Ye Ling stood up with a troubled face, her lips were red, the corners of her eyes were red, her cheeks... seemed to be the same.

"Sorry." Zhuang Xuran said to him, with apologetic eyes.

Ye Ling couldn't accept this at first, and was a little afraid that he would make trouble.

"It's okay..." Ye Ling's entanglement still exists, too obvious.

"How about I help you?" Zhuang Xuran got up and pulled Ye Ling onto the sofa to do it for him.

"No need." Ye Ling hurriedly stopped him, and he said, "It's nothing, it's just..." The taste is not very good, uh.

"It doesn't matter, we have to do it anyway." Regardless of Ye Ling's refusal, Zhuang Xuran lowered his head and helped him get it done.

"Go to bed..." Ye Ling said quickly.

Lifted Zhuang Xuran's head, and carried him back to the bed.

To do traditional things, of course, in traditional venues and in traditional ways.

But the conditions are there, even though the other party is neither wild nor fancy, Zhuang Xuran's face is still contorted and his voice is hoarse...

When he was hugged on his body and shook violently, he felt that he was being pierced... Ye Ling's one seemed to be pushed to his heart.

It's been a long time.

After taking a break at three o'clock, I heard the sound of Xiao Zhixuan going out.

"Sleep for a while, continue at five o'clock."

Frantically set the alarm clock...um...alarm clock...

However, it was not until five o'clock, and it was almost six o'clock after finishing.

It was getting dark, so Cao Zheng got up to wake himself up and prepare to have dinner.

Zhuang Xuran was pressed from head to toe by Ye Ling once, and every part of his body came alive.

"Can I get up?" Ye Ling looked at the time and said he was going to have dinner.

"Yeah." Zhuang Xuran got up and put on his clothes, the high-necked sweater covered up the marks, and when it was his turn to put on the trousers...it turned out to be a battlefield between two arms, his waist was sore and his legs were weak.

"Is it really okay?" Ye Ling held his waist with one hand while helping him put on his clothes.

"Row……"

Zhuang Xuran didn't want to say anything, his body and mind were lazily at the moment, like a well-fed cat.

"Doo-doo-doo!" Cao Zheng knocked on the door and yelled into the room, "Are you awake? Let's eat!"

Ye Ling opened the door, followed by a well-dressed Zhuang Xuran: "Let's go, it's getting late."

Three people squeezed into the porch to put on their shoes, you push me, I push you.

Zhuang Xu said, "Where is Zhixuan? He hasn't come back yet?"

Cao Zheng stood up and stomped his feet and said, "Yeah, I went to find a girlfriend. I went directly to the place and didn't come back."

Ye Ling raised his head curiously: "Are they coming too?"

Cao Zheng smiled and said, "It's so crowded."

Zhuang Xuran tied his shoelaces and went to help Ye Ling tie them.Today is not a working day, nor is he going to any banquet. The clothes and shoes he chose for himself and Ye Ling tend to be fashionable and casual.In addition, the two pairs of shoes to be tied are the same style.

"Hey, I just promised to your brother, are you okay?" Cao Zheng looked at it twice, and couldn't help but groan.

"As long as you don't hang around my house, you'll be fine." Zhuang Xuran was sure, because he knew exactly where the old lady and the old man were going, as long as they didn't take Ye Ling to hang around them.

"Hey, forget it, as long as you are happy." After getting out of the elevator, Cao Zheng said to Ye Ling, "Come on, take my car."

"No, Ye Ling knows how to drive." Zhuang Xuran came out empty-handed. Ye Ling had already given the car keys to drive.

"Hey, you're really good at getting the book so quickly." Cao Zheng said sourly, and drove his own car.

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Ling got into the car and helped Zhuang Xuran to fasten his seat belt.

"Envy and hate." Zhuang Xuran hesitated for a moment, shaking out the black history of his childhood: "When he took the driving test, for various reasons, he took the test three times."

Ye Ling nodded half-understood, and after a long while he asked again: "What are the reasons?"

"Haha." Thinking of Cao Zheng's three driver's license tests that spanned a year, Zhuang Xuran laughed and said, "I'll tell you about this later."

"Oh."

The car quieted down, and Ye Ling drove seriously.

There is only a little noise in the ears, and you can feel the car speeding along the road.

As night fell, the lights on the street were shining, cars were flowing like water, and pedestrians were coming and going.

Tall buildings stand on both sides, among which the avenues intersect and the bridges hover, moving and quiet with the flow of cars and people, forming this bustling and brocade-like capital.

It was not the first time for Ye Ling to appreciate the night view of the capital. He still remembered the sensory shock he received when he first came to the capital and stood under the bustling night scene.

Comparing my hometown with the capital, it seems that I can't do it.

At that time, Ye Ling experienced many feelings, such as confusion, low self-esteem, powerlessness, and even shrinking back.He thought to himself, for such a poor person, in this big city, there is not much more than himself, and there is a lot less than himself, so why do you come here?

In addition to finishing school, that is a must.

What about after graduation?Compete with graduates from the same school or other schools, strive to get into the company and unit you want to enter, and then carefully manage your work and interpersonal relationships, slowly gaining qualifications and experience...

As expected, it should be like this. Ye Ling does not reject doing those things, but compared to his personality, it will be very difficult.

However, in the first semester of his junior year before graduation, Ye Ling sent himself on another path.

The experience can be described as wonderful and bloody, which Ye Ling did not expect at all. He was powerless to reverse the situation and could only accept everything in a daze.

Among them, there were emotions such as anger, regret, and loss, and I died once.

But there was no way to deny it, Ye Ling gradually got used to this kind of life.

They want the best in everything, as if they don't pay attention to things that can be bought with money.

In the words of Cao Zheng: the things that can be bought with money are not rare things.

Ye Ling thought silently, he was bought by Zhuang Xuran with money, so he is not worth mentioning in Cao Zheng's eyes, right?

I have changed a lot in this life, and some things are indeed different. They say they have eyes to see, and no matter how bad they are, they can still feel with their hearts.

Ye Ling was tenderly curious about their feelings, what exactly was it?

My acceptance of Zhuang Xuran's connivance and resignation?

Ye Ling still doesn't quite understand it now, maybe that's it.

Turning his head and looking at the people who seemed to be with him for a long time, Ye Ling smiled subconsciously and continued to drive.

The neon lights flashed past, shining on Ye Ling's chiseled profile, and the long eyelids moved with the blink of an eye, enough to make Zhuang Xuran unable to move his eyes, and naturally he did not miss Ye Ling's smile.

"Smiling so happily, what are you thinking?" Zhuang Xuran sat on the co-pilot of Ye Ling's car, crossed the viaduct with him, passed many scenery, and suddenly remembered a song called Passenger.

From the reflection in the glass, she could also see her smiling expression, and Ye Ling replied, "I miss you."

This is the most original and most beautiful love story.

"Heh..." Zhuang Xuran didn't know how to ask whether it was true or not, and he didn't even bother to ask.

From a certain point of view, Zhuang Xuran is indeed a self-willed person. He laughs when he is happy, and explodes when he is unhappy.

"Ugly." Ye Ling saw it from the reflection on the glass, suddenly his head convulsed, and a word burst out of his mouth.

"What?" Hearing this word again, Zhuang Xuran couldn't believe it: "Are you tired of working?" He reached out and stroked Ye Ling's hair fiercely.

Let him be well shaped into a bird's nest.

Ye Ling realized that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly made up for it in a low voice: "Although it's a bit ugly, I like it."

Teasing Zhuang Xuran and joking with him are very strange things to Ye Ling.

It feels different from what I originally expected, and it seems that there is still a gap.

"Really, thank you." To be honest, Zhuang Xuran was quite annoyed with him, one sentence made him happy, the next sentence made him jump up, and the next sentence made him not know whether to be angry or happy.

Ye Ling, sometimes people feel sweet and bitter.

Reluctant to part with the sweetness, just swallow the bitter part together.

"Don't be angry, I'm sorry." Ye Ling immediately apologized to him, and probably wouldn't dare to make such jokes again in the future.

"..." Zhuang Xuran was not angry, he said, "It's okay, you can drive seriously."

"Oh." Ye Ling didn't dare to take it lightly. After carefully observing that the other party was indeed not angry, he calmed down and drove seriously.

Arriving at the appointed place, the Chinese Cuisine Banquet is what Cao Zheng called the Great Hua Banquet.

Just after parking the car, Cao Zheng called and asked where they were. He said he was waiting at the door.

"Ye Ling and I are coming here right now, you wait." Zhuang Xuran hung up the phone and saw Ye Ling unbuckle his seat belt: "Thank you."

Ye Ling didn't say anything, opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing that Zhuang Xuran got down by himself, he didn't go around and open the door for him.

"Go." Zhuang Xuran walked in front.

Ye Ling chased after him, and after hesitating for a moment, put his arm on his shoulder.

Looking down at the arm resting on his shoulder, Zhuang Xuran didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.

Cao Zheng was not the only one waiting in the hall, the others were also sitting on the sofa waiting for them.

Seeing Ye Ling entering the door with Zhuang Xuran in his arms, everyone stood up to say hello.

"Hi!" Both Xiao Zhixuan and Yan Zhenjun's girlfriends were there, waving to them.

Ye Ling walked over and was greeted one by one: "Ye Ling, how is your health? Are you all right?"

Everyone asked this question, Ye Ling nodded in unison and replied: "It's all good, thank you for your concern." Seeing so many people, he put his arm off Zhuang Xuran's shoulder in embarrassment.

It caused everyone to smile ambiguously. No one here knows their relationship.

Yang Fei said: "I didn't notice that you were sick before, and I didn't go to see you. I'm sorry."

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Regarding the quarrel between Ye Ling and Zhuang Xuran, Xiao Zhixuan and Yan Zhenjun tacitly did not tell their girlfriends, and until now no one except them knows what happened.

Yang Fei and Wang Qianyi were notified shortly. They only knew that Ye Ling was sick and hospitalized. Everyone gathered together to celebrate when he was discharged from the hospital today.

"Go, let's go up." Zhuang Xuran pulled Ye Ling and walked ahead.

This quaint big restaurant, the elevator is very retro, there are mahogany handrails inside, and hanging paintings, calligraphy and paintings, translucent, you can see the outside scenery.

Wang Qianyi is a Chinese learner, and is also deeply interested in calligraphy and painting. She has studied with her teacher for many years, and she has made some achievements so far.

Xiao Zhixuan heard her mention it before, and said, "I know a calligraphy master. If you are interested, I will contact you for you."

Wang Qianyi smiled slightly and nodded.

Every move of this girl has a fresh and natural taste, like the new lotus in the early summer morning, green and lovely.

Ye Ling Xinyi, a girl like Biyu next door, couldn't help but take a second look, and found it pleasing to the eye and very pleasant.

Those who pay attention to him all the time must know where his eyes are, so they heard a sneer.

"Hiss..." The toe was stepped on immediately.

Everyone in the elevator heard Ye Ling's cry of pain.

Looking sideways and smiling, or acting as if nothing had happened, everyone behaves differently, but they all know that Ye Ling must have provoked Zhuang Xuran somewhere...

Cough cough, everyone mourned for Ye Ling for three seconds.