God, your chapter H has been locked by me

Wei Ning more or less guessed that the editor-in-chief planned to take him to observe, so when the two walked into the gay bar, Wei Ning was not very surprised, but looked around curiously.The editor-in-chief took him to the bar to sit down and waved at the bartender.

"Margaret and the Cosmopolitan."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment, and saw the bartender bring two glasses of cocktails, the editor-in-chief pushed the red one to him, and kept an ice blue one for himself.

Wei Ning took a sip under the editor-in-chief's encouraging eyes. It had a sweet and sour fruity taste, not manly at all, and this color scheme was simply the designated drink for motherfuckers.

Looking at the editor-in-chief, he scooped up half a teaspoon of salt with a small iron spoon and applied it on the back of his hand close to his thumb. He picked up a slice of lime with his index finger and middle finger, and held the wine glass with his remaining two fingers. The celebrity son then licked the salt, chewed the lemon slices, and gulped down the three movements in one go. The taste of the wine still remained in his mouth, and the glass was already empty.This performance of a generally sexy drinking mode directly made Wei Ning, a bitch, look stupid.

"I didn't bring you here to look at me, look over there." The editor-in-chief knocked on the table and pointed forward.Only then did Wei Ning come to his senses, he turned his head, and there was a stylishly dressed long-haired man sitting across from him.

"He's MB."

"MB?" Wei Ning was full of question marks.

"Do you still remember the few questions I asked you?" The editor-in-chief said, took off his watch, put it on for Wei Ning, then took out a pen from his suit pocket, and wrote on Wei Ning's palm string of numbers.

22-180-77-1-18

"Show him this, he will be happy to communicate with you, and he will understand the question I asked you in the editor's room and what MB is. Today is your pass." The editor-in-chief raised his chin, with a strong aura, Wei Ning There was an illusion of being interviewed. He drank a big mouthful of the girl's designated drink, and walked towards that beautiful man full of fighting spirit.

"one person?"

Wei Ning has no experience in striking up a conversation, especially with men. He didn't expect this person to strike up a conversation with him, so he sat down next to the man: "You too?"

The man smiled, and there was a dimple on the left side of his face when he smiled: "Would you like to buy me a drink?"

"Uh..." Wei Ning recalled what the editor-in-chief said just now, turned his head and raised his hand at the bartender: "Metropolis and Margaret." The editor-in-chief's watch was a bit big, and it slid down his arm. His eyes were obviously hot, and he came closer: "What should I call you?"

The bartender brought two glasses of cocktails, and Wei Ning's mind became hot: "Just call me Xiaobailong."

"Pfft..." The man laughed: "It's really stingy, I don't want to talk about it." He said, picked up the pink cup and shook it: "However, you are quite humorous, I like it."

no?That's okay too?

Wei Ning originally thought he had screwed up, but he didn't expect there to be another show, so he followed the original plan and imitated the appearance of the editor-in-chief and poured down the wine in three steps, burning the fire to his heart. Instead, he strengthened his courage, Wei Ning smiled at the man: "22-180-77-1-18."

"Really? I can't tell, are you so fierce?" The man seemed to be really pleased, and his whole body was almost stuck in Wei Ning's arms. Although Wei Ning was not as tall as the editor-in-chief, he was still taller than the thin man opposite him. Snuggling here is really like a little bird cuddling, the man's slender fingers touched Wei Ning's thigh, and moved up a little bit: "Are you really 18cm?"

"18cm?" Wei Ning was taken aback for a moment, the man's fingertips suddenly tapped the zipper of his jeans, and he laughed so hard...going down!

No matter how simple Wei Ning was, he understood in seconds what the so-called length of 18cm is. He forced himself to be calm, and grabbed the man's hand: "Won't you know if you try it?"

"Looking at the appearance alone, I thought you were 0!"

"Then what are you?" Wei Ning was clueless by the man's words.

"Don't be funny! If we are all 0, how can we play? Of course..." The man clenched a fist with one hand, and poked his index finger into the hole of the fist with a smile: "You fucked me... ..."

I give a big rub!Wei Ning suddenly realized that the so-called 1-18 meant that the length of the piston on the sowing side was 18cm!

"Are you MB?" Wei Ning asked in a hurry.

"Five hundred a night, of course, if both parties get along well, I can count you as free, and become a jjj in the future?"

"..."

After 10 minutes, Wei Ning felt that he had completely opened the door to a new world.

At this moment, Wei Ning's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was the editor-in-chief.

"Hey?"

"Aren't you going to call it a day? The hotel fee is not covered by the reimbursement."

Wei Ning was taken aback for a moment, then pushed away MB that was about to stick to him, and stood up suddenly: "Sorry, my wife gave birth! Let's go first!" After finishing speaking, regardless of the distorted face of the man opposite, he seemed to run away. ran towards the door.

"Editor-in-Chief, I'll wait for you at the door..." Wei Ning gasped heavily, and standing at the door of the bar, he heard the editor-in-chief's voice on the phone with a hint of a smile: "Can your excuses be more like excuses?" Wei Ning Ning raised his head and saw the editor-in-chief walking towards him.

"Aren't I afraid that you won't reimburse me...well... can I be reimbursed for the money I just bought?" Wei Ning straightened up. He didn't feel it just now, but now he suddenly felt a little dizzy. He touched the wine with the back of his hand. Touch the cheek, it's hot.

"First, have you learned it?" The editor-in-chief raised his eyebrows.

"Age, height, weight, attack and receiving attributes...uh, size." Wei Ning scratched his head embarrassingly: "The ducks sold are also called MB, and they are all size zero, that is, the one that is caught..." Wei Ning glanced at the editor-in-chief, a little embarrassed: "Do I have to say the specific...cough cough...j□j method?"

The editor-in-chief pressed his brows and shook his head, and suddenly pulled him over. Wei Ning's amazing kung fu was pushed against the wall by the editor-in-chief. He, with his lips next to his ear: "You should think about it first, what should you do if you are pressed down like this by the person who hired you?"

"What... what should I do?" Wei Ning was a little dumbfounded. He was imprisoned in the editor's arms, and his neck was strangled so that it was difficult to breathe. He just bent his arms and wanted to attack with his elbows, when suddenly the editor's hand held his hands. between the legs.

"Editor-in-chief! Well..."

"Don't bluff!" The editor-in-chief covered his mouth suddenly, and Wei Ning grabbed the editor-in-chief's hand in a panic. Fortunately, the editor-in-chief was just bluffing, just touched it and did nothing.

"If you were attacked like this, what would you do?" The editor-in-chief's voice came in through his left ear, shaking Wei Ning's heart, and he held onto the editor-in-chief's hand tightly, unable to speak for a moment.

"So, you must be vigilant at all times, and don't turn your back on others." The editor-in-chief said, and let go of the hold: "But, if it really gets to that point..."

"Better die than surrender?" Wei Ning turned around and interrupted the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief was startled, and then slapped Wei Ning on the forehead: "Be well lubricated, and remember to wear a condom!"

Wei Ning was taken aback when he was photographed, and it took him a long time to realize why he had to be the one being violated, why couldn't the other party be an old duck who just wanted to offer his ass for him?Uncle...was he born to be a hostage? !

Wei Ning was very angry, but he had to go back in the editor-in-chief's car, so the consequences were not serious at all, and because of the alcohol, Wei Ning fell asleep halfway and slept all the way back to the dormitory.

But is it really a man to leave his XY chromosome on the editor-in-chief's coat and chair cover twice in a row?

When Wei Ning woke up, he looked at the faint saliva stains on the seat and fell into deep thought.

"Do you suffer from pediatric drooling?" The editor-in-chief frowned displeased.

"Well, editor-in-chief, shall I treat you to dinner another day?" Wei Ning smiled embarrassedly. He has a canine tooth and his smile is very contagious. The second child always says that when he smiles, others lose their temper. The editor-in-chief may also be of some use.

"Well, you set the time, and I'll pick the place."

Well, maybe the role of the treat is more decisive.

Saying goodbye to the editor-in-chief, Wei Ning returned home with a full load today. When he went upstairs, his steps were a lot lighter. When he opened the door, the second child was talking on the phone.

"Boss, why did you withdraw after killing half of it, we are all waiting for you to add blood?"

"What's your blue screen? Fuck, your computer uncle came here at the right time, I lost a suit of top equipment, okay?"

"You don't need to pay, your money didn't come from a strong wind, I just remember it, after all, they have been with me for so many years, do they have feelings? Uh, what are you talking about? How dare you give me your set... "

"It's okay, I'll fix the computer for you, and if you unlock it, I'll remotely control your desktop and reinstall the system for you..."

"I rely on the second child, are you stupid? He even blue-screened your sister's button!" Wei Ning couldn't stand the second child's mentally retarded conversation, and kicked his chair directly: "Who are you dating? Can you Don’t lose your IQ when you fall in love?”

"Fuck! Stop talking nonsense, my teammate!"

"Friends, right?" Wei Ning snorted, turned on his computer, clicked on the backstage, and completed the routine tasks. He suddenly remembered something, so he went to read Zong Er's "33 Days of Affair".

I don't know if this mad God Huang Wen has behaved lately...

Wei Ning casually read two chapters. Recently, Zonger [-] has been playing side-by-side. The progress of the plot is a bit ambiguous, but not too much, and it makes people feel itchy. Admitting his ability to control the story is still quite good.

While Wei Ning was slowly reading the text, Zong Er updated a chapter, Wei Ning read along until he saw the last paragraph...

Qiong Chuan fell asleep on Li Jiang's shoulder, saliva dripping down the corner of his mouth, a small spot of water soon appeared on Li Jiang's shoulder, Li Jiang stopped the car suddenly, reached out and rubbed Qiong Chuan's wet lips, the transparent saliva immediately Wet his fingertips, forming a layer of crystal water film.Li Jiang looked at Qiong Chuan thoughtfully, and suddenly put his index finger into his lips. He leaned closer and said in a deep and seductive voice, "Open your mouth..."

Qiong Chuan was sleepy, and subconsciously opened his mouth, Li Jiang's fingers immediately stretched in, clamping his soft tongue with his index finger and middle finger to tease him.

"Hmm..." More saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, the water on Li Jiang's shoulder turned into a puddle of water, Qiong Chuan's neck also became wet, Li Jiang suddenly put down his seat and pressed the person down, Qiong Chuan Finally woke up, watched Li Jiang getting closer and closer with sleepy eyes, and then used his teeth to unbutton himself.

"Hmm..." Qiong Chuan was speechless, Li Jiang's lips kissed his nipple, and his hardened place was also against his thigh, the dangerous breath swallowed Qiong Chuan inch by inch.

"Traditional Chinese medicine says that saliva is a type of body fluid." Li Jiang smiled wickedly: "Body fluid is the general term for all normal water fluids in the body. In addition to saliva, there are also gastric juice, joint fluid, and even intestinal juice...you secrete so much saliva. , it is estimated that the intestinal juice will not be too little... why don't we try it today?"

Snapped--

Wei Ning slammed the notebook shut. His throat was dry and his body was hot. He took a deep breath and rushed into the bathroom to wash his face violently.

His uncle!That Zong Er wrote something bad, but he wrote a slobbering meme, and it happened when he just opened the door to the new world...Grandma is a bear, and he just brought it involuntarily!

Wei Ning shook his head, trying to get rid of those messy pictures in his mind, grandma's worm two writes an H, why should he have such a sense of picture, he is not well now!