I'm on the big guy cookbook

"Unwritten rules" naturally refer to what the administrator personally requires the tenants to do. As for "very useful", it is up to the benevolent to see the wisdom of the wise.

The employees of the company who have struggled in the society have long been accustomed to finding gaps in the regulations and loosening themselves on the verge of violations, so this kind of private regulations can only end up in the same way as leaflets and old newspapers in front of them-pad table legs.

Moreover, they are employees of the company. Although they now live in the dormitory arranged by the company, the apartment manager is not their boss, so they don't have to pay attention to each other.

The men and women who wrote their personal information and signed their names received their own keys, and randomly put the piece of paper in the gap of the suitcase, or pinched it in their hands.

Because I heard that everyone is in a private room, everyone rushed to their own room with excited expressions. After a while, there was the sound of stepping on the floor, as well as the girl's exclamation and crisp laughter.

Neil leaned on Francis, and was supported by him as he walked behind. For some reason, the apartment manager suddenly said behind them: "Gentlemen, only one person can live in a room, remember."

Neil was startled, and turned his head to thank him.

But there was no response from the small window.

……

"Anxi, look quickly, there is a bathing place at the end of our floor!"

"Really, haha, that's great, I can take a shower tonight...I'm sweating from moving things, I'm almost smelly."

"Let's wash it together, hee hee, and then call Funa, just for a comparison~~~"

"Go away and don't touch me, are you still a child!"

From the third floor came the girls' fights and coquettish coquettishness.

The men on the second floor who finished cleaning the room were lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with reddish faces with their arms pillowed on their pillows, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help showing a dreamy smile.

Whether a man is married or not, sharing an apartment with young, beautiful and vibrant girls is always exciting and exciting.

Especially when these girls are still single, which normal single man is not indifferent?

Even the male employees who usually don't like to clean up their appearance couldn't help rubbing their noses today and tacitly called a few people to each other. They planned to go to the bathroom on their floor to take a bath and refresh themselves. Do you still have a chance.

So after a while, the sound of dragging shoes and chatting with each other sounded in the corridor one after another.

Neil lay on his back on his little bed, staring at the ceiling with light bulbs hanging above his head.

It’s not because the girl living upstairs is so poorly soundproofed that she was distracted by what she could hear. It’s just that this apartment is really advanced and even has lights. This is a novelty for this era. You need to know other places Still using kerosene lamps and candles. According to the time when it was invented, this thing should not have appeared for more than a year.

Well, doesn't that mean the electrical age is coming soon?

hiss--

When was the computer invented?

Tsk, I really want to play games on mobile phones... It's a pity that I don't know if he can live to the year when mobile phones and games are developed.

The soul of Neil, who was in a daze, wandered around the universe long ago and sat at the computer desk of the later generations. He even chose a hero, but suddenly covered his eyes with his hands.

Under the darkness, Francis suppressed his anger, his voice was as cold as iron, like an ice thorn standing up, he sneered:

"Heh, isn't it beautiful? Are you excited to live with so many human women? After thinking about it for so long, are you wondering which one to choose? Hmm? Tell me about Neil, which one do you want to choose?"

Neil, who hadn't recovered yet, said blankly, "Choose Han Xin, I'm a thief."

Francis: "...?"

The noble and handsome Duke frowned: Han Xin?Did the group of women upstairs have that name?

"Ah? No! I was distracted just now."

After reacting, Neil clicked his tongue, and quickly clasped Francis' palm to explain.

"Besides, I see what they do, I'm crooked, iron screw!"

"Bent?"

"It's gay, you understand."

Francis got it.

So he let go of his palm in satisfaction, and stroked the side of Neil's face instead, brushing his fingers through Neil's hair from time to time.

Neil has long been used to the behavior of the boss likes to touch his hair. He took out the paper given by the administrator from his trouser pocket and looked at it. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered the reminder from the administrator, and hurriedly urged Francis to return his paper. Room.

Who knows if the mysterious administrator knows something, and whether not being able to sleep together will become a must-death condition.

Francis wasn't in any danger, but Neil was afraid that he would burp for no reason.

"It's okay, we can sleep together, and I will protect you."

"Uh, but didn't you say you wouldn't step in to help me?"

Why is she suddenly being so nice to him now?

Neil was puzzled.

And Francis narrowed his eyes slightly, and said solemnly: "Your mobility inconvenience must have an impact, and I will relax some conditions for you this time."

Oh~ No wonder, it turned out to be like this, he just said, how could Francis suddenly care about him.

After thinking it over, Neil suddenly realized, and then enjoyed Francis' special offer with peace of mind.

Francis saw his performance in his eyes, there was a gentlemanly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted the bloody shark in his heart.

By the way, I can't help but reflect on why I did everything so amazingly ten times at that time!

"Take off your pants, and I'll show you the wound."

Taking a deep breath, Francis sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to untie Neil's belt with a natural expression.

"This, this is not good."

Neil quickly pulled up his pants, shyly not letting Francis touch them.

"What's wrong with it? Haven't seen enough to do and see?"

Francis raised an eyebrow with a smile.

Neil was silent for a moment, thinking so, and let go of his hand.

The light breeches quickly retreated to the ankles, and the palms of the black leather gloves supported the white thighs, staring at the tooth marks, and the dark red pupils flickered slightly.

The subtle smell of blood from the unhealed wound floated in the air, hooking the vampire's keen sense of smell, Francis' throat tightened, and the protruding Adam's apple slid up and down.

He flexed his fingers and scratched over the tooth marks.

Neil almost jumped up, yelling what are you doing, Francis pulled the edge of his underwear calmly and covered it.

"It's not that the underwear here is all loose, and the design is not good..."

Neil didn't doubt that there was him, his face was red because of embarrassment, he muttered a few words and quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself.

"Don't look around... I know you don't care too much..."

"Ah."

Francis complied.

Do not care?

He thought, that would not be possible, he was obviously dying of caring.

[The author has something to say:.

Why is the lick straight, not curved?

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