Tigers ban coveting

"s..." When the words came to his lips, Ling Jiamu couldn't open his mouth, and couldn't scream.

He scratched his head irritably, and said angrily, "No, when did he become my sister-in-law? Well, why are you biting him again?"

Ling Junhan bent down and flicked soot into the trash can next to him, and said lightly, "I was together on my birthday yesterday. He really likes me. He loves me to death."

Understatement, show people's face.

Duan Wuxin glared at him, pretending to be cold with a dull expression.

"Old bastard!!!" Ling Jiamu gritted his teeth and cursed, then turned to look at Duan Wuxin, "Xinxin, you agree? Didn't he force you? Even though you are an adult, coercion is illegal!"

Duan Wuxin touched the airtight neckline uncomfortably, his hands and feet stiffened by the eager gaze.

He hummed, and then explained softly: "I didn't force it, I did it voluntarily."

Ling Jiamu wiped his face, feeling the absurdity of this world.

My son ended up being my brother's boyfriend, who was also my sister-in-law.

Fuck, this chaotic relationship is too magical.

"When did this handsome guy join the army? It seems to have been on the hot search before." A familiar voice sounded from behind, and everyone turned their heads.

I saw Li Yingyi standing by the door with a fake smile on his face, with an unfriendly expression on his face.

"My family's relatives." Ling Junhan didn't say any more, but lightly sneered, "Marshal Li's plan is blocked now, how can he care about other people's affairs?"

"Jun Han, why do you always fight against me? If we cooperate, we can win-win." Someone passed by in a hurry, Li Yingyi scruples about public places, and pretends to speak.

Ling Junhan snorted lightly and extinguished the cigarette, "When you caught me, did you intend to cooperate with me?"

Before the meeting, he was ready to expose his experience of participating in the beast soul.

This move was a last resort, but for the sake of Duan Wuxin, he had no choice but to make a bad move.

The corner of Li Yingyi's mouth twitched, and then he returned to his indifference, "I didn't expect you to be kind, and you just showed it here. But it doesn't matter, the Beast Soul Project will never end, and it doesn't matter to me at all."

After finishing speaking, he gave him a meaningful look, with an arrogant expression on his face, and turned to leave.

Ling Jiamu clenched his fists, restraining himself from punching him, "Fuck, how could he be so arrogant?"

"There's someone behind, of course don't panic." Ling Junhan glanced at the leaving figure, turned around and asked Duan Wuxin, "Does he smell like Zerg?"

Duan Wuxin shook his head and said with certainty, "No."

Ling Junhan hummed, "I don't think he would be so stupid, let himself go into battle."

Since Duan Wuxin smelled it, it meant there must be a traitor.

As for who it is, he will find out this person.

"Brother, he has seen Xinxin, isn't he in danger?" Ling Jiamu stared fiercely at Li Yingyi's back with an anxious expression on his face.

Ling Junhan grabbed Duan Wuxin's shoulders, and said in a relaxed tone, "It doesn't matter, he should have checked it last time. But the most interesting thing about this matter is that Xinxin's information is blank. There is no such person at all, why? check."

Ling Jiamu suddenly became enlightened, his expression stretched, "It's wonderful."

"Master Miao, your communicator has been ringing." Ling Junhan reminded, staring at his vibrating trouser pocket.

Ling Jiamu clicked to check it, and said, "Oh, brother Sen said he's here, why don't you have a meal together?"

"Okay, let's go." Ling Junhan didn't want Duan Wuxin to go to the banquet alone, so he forced himself into the gang with injuries.

He entered the password to activate the mecha, and suddenly a head leaned over beside him. Ling Jiamu said with a smile: "There is no mecha today, can I squeeze together?"

Ling Junhan glanced around the narrow space, and said speechlessly, "How crowded is it in such a small space?"

Ling Jiamu volunteered to sit in the driver's seat, and the two pushed back, "You're still injured, I'll drive."

Ling Junhan went up to sit down first, grabbed Duan Wuxin who got in, and pressed on his lap.

He stretched out his arms and hugged her waist, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Go ahead."

Ling Jiamu: "..."

What am I doing wrong, being abused by a dog here?

He decided not to squint, increase the speed, and arrive quickly to reduce this too embarrassing process.

At this moment, I am like a one-kilowatt light bulb, shining alone.

Duan Wuxin couldn't sit still, so he could only reach out and hook Ling Junhan's neck, and said helplessly, "Why are you like this?"

"What's wrong with me hugging my boyfriend? Is it comfortable to sit?" Ling Junhan bumped his knees, rested his chin on his shoulders, and rubbed lightly again.

Duan Wuxin pursed her lips, softened her waist and leaned forward, "...comfortable."

Ling Jiamu increased his speed silently, and said silently in his heart: don't see what is wrong, don't listen to what is wrong.

As long as I don't watch it, they're not in a relationship.

However, the people in the back seat were extremely presumptuous, Ling Junhan stretched out his hand to rub Duan Wuxin's stomach, and asked softly, "I didn't eat breakfast, are you hungry?"

Duan Wuxin replied honestly: "A little bit."

"Well, eat more in a while, and you can choose whatever you want." Ling Junhan's voice was softer, "We used to go to this shop often, and the desserts are delicious."

"I eat it too! I eat creme brulee! Chestnut cake! Portuguese egg tart!" Ling Jiamu roared angrily.

His brother has never spoken to him in such a tone, gentle?nonexistent.

Is this my brother?This is the stepfather's child!

Ling Junhan touched Duan Wuxin's face with his head sideways, ignoring the wailing in the front row, "These he mentioned are all signs, and I will give you one by one in a while."

"... Fuck, did I pick it up? I can't live through this day." Ling Jiamu pulled the joystick hard, doubting life very much.

For the first time, he broke his own driving speed record and arrived at the entrance of the hotel in only 10 minutes.

The mecha fought without looking back, and rushed into the box.

Meng Yusen sat on the sofa with crossed legs, looked down at the menu, and raised his head when he heard the sound, and asked, "Who messed with you? What happened?"

"Old bastard Ling, he was actually with my son! Yesterday! It's just a matter of seconds! He has just grown up on his front feet, and he jumped on his back feet in a hurry. It's shameless." Ling Jiamu sat on the sofa angrily, Not breathing well.

Meng Yusen raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You should have prepared for this result. What did your brother want to do that you didn't accomplish?"

"That's how it is said... Hey, you know that Xinxin used to be fierce and fierce, but now sitting on my brother's lap like a little milk cat, she is docile and obedient, so evil." Ling Jiamu talked more and more, picked up the cup in front of him, and took a big sip of water.

Hate that iron is not steel.

Meng Yusen touched their fingertips, "This cup is mine."

Ling Jiamu glanced at him, and said irritably: "Still sharing yours with me, I've already been injured enough today, don't put a knife in my chest."

"Well, let's drink." Meng Yusen clicked on the screen to place an order, and after swiping through a few choices, he comforted: "I ordered your favorite food, don't be angry."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the box was pushed open, Ling Junhan and Duan Wuxin came in hand in hand, and sat down opposite.

He stretched out his hand to Meng Yusen, took the menu back and turned to Duan Wuxin, "Place an order for whatever you want."

Ling Jiamu winked at Meng Yusen, winking desperately, "Look, the old man who fell in love is so sore."

"I think you are quite sour. Why, do you envy people in love?" Meng Yusen ruthlessly pointed it out.

Ling Junhan raised his eyes, made up his eyes with emotion, and sighed leisurely: "Poor single dog."

Meng Yusen clicked his tongue and folded his hands, "You insulted my brother, please don't shoot all over, I don't want to join the battlefield, thank you."

After placing the order, Ling Junhan put his arm on the back of Duan Wuxin's chair, and said with a smile: "Hurry up too, don't get ink stained."

Duan Wuxin propped his chin and asked curiously, "Does Brother Sen have someone he likes?"

"Well, it's been several years, and there has been no follow-up." Ling Junhan took a sip of water and moistened his dry lips, "Who the hell is so hard to chase."

Meng Yusen gave up on himself and lay on the sofa with his head up, snorting coldly, "A mentally handicapped person."

"Mentally retarded, that's pretty similar to me." Ling Jiamu pursed his lips, and stabbed himself willingly and depravedly.

Ling Junhan continued to make up the knife, full of bad ideas, "Don't worry about your Bai Yueguang, don't find a substitute, just make do with my brother."

Bai Yueguang's stand-in, this plot is quite bloody.

Duan Wuxin wondered if Ling Junhan had peeked at those strange novels in Xiaobai's search library.

This person is trying too hard to fall in love.

Ling Jiamu was dumbfounded, and stammered back: "You, you, why are you pulling the red line, I'm a straight man, okay, we are pure brotherhood. Unlike you, hmph, who have evil intentions and schemes."

Hearing bad things about her boyfriend, Duan Wuxin retorted displeasedly: "He didn't, he showed that he likes me from the beginning."

"You know how to speak for me, so good." Ling Junhan raised his fingertips and squeezed his shoulder pamperingly.

Duan Wuxin snorted softly: "What I said is the truth."

Ling Jiamu closed his eyes in despair, the two of them could not be saved, completely hopeless.

Not to mention anything else, just being so straightforward is a perfect match.

The dishes were gradually served, and several people were eating in silence. He suddenly raised his eyelids and asked, "How far have you two progressed? You are still biting your heart and neck, don't you..."

"It's not as beastly as you think." Ling Junhan peeled off the shell of a crab, carefully picked the meat into Duan Wuxin's plate, and said lightly, "It's just a tongue kiss."

"Tongue..." Ling Jiamu almost bit his own tongue, almost breaking his voice, "Kiss?"

Duan Wuxin swallowed hard, and added solemnly, "Well, I don't have a thorn in my tongue now, so I can kiss. When I was a tiger, I hurt him."

Having said that, he licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and his mouth was full of crab fragrance.

It's so soft, Ling Junhan should feel more comfortable kissing her than before.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I have a picture in my mind." Ling Jiamu stretched out his hand and shook it, preventing the conversation from gradually turning yellow.

Blame him for talking too much, why Qi is so self-inflicted, and now his mind is full of moving pictures of two tongues flicking each other, and he can't get rid of it.

Meng Yusen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stuffed a puff into his mouth, blocking the mouth that was asking nonsense, "Don't ask, I'll eat yours."

The topic of the dinner table finally shifted from Marshal Ling's love details to the Beast Soul Project, and gradually derived to their school anecdotes.

It's hilarious to make jokes.

While listening, Duan Wuxin couldn't stop stuffing things into his mouth. There was a small pile of plates in front of him, and his belly bulged from eating.

He patted his stomach contentedly, showing dimples and praised, "This restaurant is really good, delicious."

"When we were in high school, we often sneaked over to eat in the evening self-study." Meng Yusen took a sip of water and recalled that year, "I was eating once, and I ordered such a full table. Before I finished eating, I was caught by the head teacher When I went back, I was forced to buy egg tarts for the whole class."

Speaking of this, Ling Jiamu seized the opportunity to complain: "Yes, there was a girl who had a crush on my brother at that time, and she was reluctant to eat the egg tart, so she carefully took it back to the dormitory for offering. It was moldy at the back and she was reluctant to throw it away, so she gave it to my brother as a pawn. Love keepsake, absolutely."

Ling Junhan clicked his tongue, feeling like he was going to spit out the food he just ate, and said speechlessly, "Can you leave this alone?"

"Are you full? I'll pay the bill." Meng Yusen gathered up his coat and got up and buttoned it up. "Lao Ling won the battle today. I'll treat you to this meal."

Ling Jiamu didn't want to be a light bulb anymore, so he followed out angrily, "Wait, I'll go with you."

The box is getting empty.

Duan Wuxin was still stuck in the conversation just now, touched Ling Junhan with his elbow, and said in a sour tone, "I can't tell, you are quite popular."

He squinted his eyes, and said in a strange way: "And that Secretary Zhu from last time asked you to have dinner twice."

It's been a long time, and Secretary Zhu hasn't turned the page yet.

Ling Junhan unbuttoned it helplessly, exposing his neck, tapped the bottom of the military discipline button with his fingertips, and suggested, "No, give me a bite too, to mark ownership?"

Duan Wuxin stared at the healthy-skinned neck, his eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.

"If you bite the two of us, you can make a couple's hickey." Ling Junhan urged.

"Yes." Duan Wuxin licked his lower lip, turned his head, opened his mouth and bit his neck.

It's just that without the tiger teeth, I always feel that I can't be ruthless.

After kissing for a while, Duan Wuxin stared at the neck and muttered: "No, it seems that the color is too light."

Ling Junhan instructed: "Suck it, lick it with the tip of your tongue."

"It's so complicated." Duan Wuxin grabbed his collar and kissed him deeper according to the instructions.

The communicator on the desktop vibrated, Ling Junhan reached out to help pick it up, put it next to his ear, and whispered, "Your phone."

Duan Yongnian's voice came from the communicator: "Son, what are you doing, have you eaten yet?"

Duan Wuxin was holding the flesh from his neck, his back trembled, and he felt guilty and nervous.

He let go of the red neck, and said vaguely: "I'm eating, I'm eating the duck neck."