King Raiders Game

Zhong Zilin lay panting on the wool carpet, his eyes were still slack.Ling Zheng hugged him from behind, and slowly rubbed on the back of his neck: "...you squeezed it all out."

Zhong Zilin hadn't recovered from his waking state yet, but the narcissism mechanism of his brain had already started to operate automatically, so he began to brag dimly: "Of course, who am I?...Don't say you just come to the front and back, just change it What kind of posture, labor and management will show you..."

Then, he quickly regretted it.

Ling Zheng made him shed tears of regret everywhere in the room.

The writing desk by the window or something.

A full-length mirror in the corner or something.

The washstand in the bathroom or something.

The sofa rug in front of the fireplace or something.

The grove outside the house also had a chance, but it was too cold outside so I didn’t make it, and I will make up for it in summer.

Zhong Zilin melted over and over again, his whole body seemed to turn into a puddle of water in Ling Zheng's arms.Ling Zheng is majestic, and anyone who squeezes anything is just a polite word, how can he be such a waste, he is in his prime, so give as much as he wants.

For stuffed sauce, the first day of the Lunar New Year passed by in such a muddled way.It was agreed to make dumplings at noon, but it was finally postponed to the evening. At night, the two of them rolled the noodles in front of the fireplace, and the warm flames illuminated the surroundings warmly.

Ling Zheng rolled the dough skillfully, and said with a lot of thought: "Are you coming back later?"

Zhong Zilin poked the minced meat with chopsticks: "Why don't you go to the sky! It's all your fault, I didn't see the fireworks last night."

Ling Zheng felt aggrieved: "You were the one who drank first, but it's okay. The villagers like to set off firecrackers on New Year's Eve, so it's nothing to watch. The fireworks will only be set off from tonight, and I'll take you out to watch them later?...Can you go?"

Zhong Zilin hummed: "You carry it on your back."

Ling Zheng smiled and kissed him: "Acting again."

Zhong Zilin grabbed the dough and blocked his mouth.

But after a while, his own mouth was blocked, not by dough.

After being busy for a while, the steaming dumplings stuffed with celery and beef were soon on the table. The celery was grown by the village itself, and it was fragrant and watery.Zhong Zilin snorted and ate twenty dumplings in one go. After thinking for a while, he walked out the door with the bowl in his hand, and squatted on the top of the hill wrapped in a scarf, eating dumplings while watching the fireworks below.

Boom, snap.

A group of gorgeous flames bloomed in the night sky, turning into charming fiery trees and silver flowers.Zhong Zilin likes to watch fireworks very much, he even forgot to eat dumplings while watching, and it took a while to hear Ling Zheng calling him.

Ling Zheng also crouched next to him with the bowl in his arms, swapping the freshly cooked hot dumplings for the cold ones in his bowl, and said, "You really like watching fireworks."

Zhong Zilin smiled: "When I was young, my family was poor and couldn't afford it. When I grew up, performances were at their peak during festivals and festivals, and I didn't have time to play. If I hadn't been hacked this time and needed to keep a low profile for a while, I would have already been in the United States by this time. There's a concert."

Ling Zheng kissed him affectionately: "From now on, I will never let you suffer."

Zhong Zilin was a little embarrassed: "I'm not the kind of man who eats soft food."

Ling Zheng looked distressed: "You can eat whatever you like, I know you like to be an artist, and I won't stop you. Whenever you get tired of doing this job, come to the village and I will find you I will build a new house for you, and decorate it as you like."

Zhong Zilin became more and more embarrassed, and turned around to pretend to watch the fireworks.

Ling Zheng slowly came over and kissed him tenderly.

As a result, that night, he had promised to restrain himself, but he still couldn't restrain himself. The next morning, Zhong Zilin was so limp that he couldn't even get out of bed.Ling Zheng went hunting alone early in the morning, and came back at noon with a shotgun and a lot of trophies.

Zhong Zilin smelled the aroma of barbecue when he got up, and went outside to see Ling Zheng set up a simple barbecue grill.A large piece of unknown meat was sizzling on the shelf, and he was so greedy that his saliva dropped immediately.

Ling Zheng cut a piece and gave it to him: "Venison, have you eaten it?"

Before Zhong Zilin could answer, the meat had already entered his stomach.

A hard-working little angel in his heart reminded him, no way, brother Zhong, you eat meat at night and eat meat during the day, so it’s not a good thing to fall down in one breath.

Then, the fallen little devil ran out and beat the hardworking little angel to death.

Brother Zhong continued to eat meat with peace of mind.

But I have eaten too much in the past few days, so I can't do it without consuming it.After eating the meat, Zhong Zilin followed Ling Zheng to go hunting in the mountains in the afternoon refreshed. Of course he knew nothing about hunting, but he was full of interest. Ling Zheng taught him how to use a shotgun and how to set traps. He was very happy, and it didn't take long to catch two hares.

After the hare, came the pheasant; after the pheasant, there was the wild deer.With the old driver Ling Zheng leading the way, Zhong Zilin got started smoothly. In the evening, the two returned with a full load, built a fire outside the wooden house, and ate meat on the bonfire.

Tonight is also a gorgeous fireworks, Zhong Zilin enjoys watching while eating meat skewers.There was a rustling sound from the woods next to it. The animals in the woods were wary and curious when they saw the burning fire, and they hid in the bushes and watched secretly.

Ling Zheng threw a stone, and the guys in the bush immediately scattered.But not long after, it seemed that a few hares who were not afraid of death came back again. Under the watchful eyes of the hares, the two of them ate their meat contentedly, then chatted, and then hugged each other. Then, Ling Zheng went hooligan He took off Zhong Zilin's pants like this, and started to slap on the spot under the starlight and beside the campfire.

What a pair of unscrupulous dogs and men, one day there will be liquid that they can't describe everywhere in the woods.

Zhong Zilin's hard-working little angel was completely beaten to death. Every day, he either fell into the gentle village of delicious food, or fell into the gentle village of Ling Zheng, just like a real villager who cats on the kang in winter.The two of them tossed and turned in the wooden house for five or six days, and they reluctantly went down the mountain after the fifth day of the new year when the village had finished welcoming the God of Wealth.

Ling Zheng was actually reluctant to go down the mountain, but the village couldn't be left alone for a long time, and the phone calls came to him.

Walking down the mountain on the village road, the relationship between the two is obviously much closer than when they went up the mountain.The villagers' eyes were sharp, and they all greeted Zhong Zilin with ambiguous smiles, and stuffed him with five or ten red envelopes, and someone actually stuffed red eggs into Ling Zheng's hands.

Zhong Zilin was a little confused: "I really don't understand the contemporary rural painting style."

Ling Zheng played with the red egg: "We working people are not against homosexuality. In fact, there is a pair of old lovers in their 50s in the east of the village. Both of them have been married for more than 30 years. When will I take you to see it? ... Also, the village The two widows of the west..."

Zhong Zilin covered his ears in fear: "No, no, I don't want to be serious!"

He's not gay, he doesn't like men, his body only responds to Ling Zheng!And after these few days of intimate contact, he seems to be getting deeper and deeper, let alone being hugged and kissed by Ling Zheng, as long as he is close to him and feels his warmth, he will feel restless and uncontrollable. live.

Before this, he didn't know that he could be so profligate.

The two wandered all the way to Ling's house, but no one came to harass the door today.The yard was also relatively clean. Some relatives had already left after the third day of the Lunar New Year, and those who hadn't seen Ling Zheng left gifts. The main house was filled with another hill.

Zhong Zilin looked at the mountain and couldn't help asking: "Who is that who gave you condoms?"

Ling Zheng actually answered calmly: "...You mean in the small wooden house? I don't know that there are too many people paying tribute, so just pick the right one and use it."

Zhong Zilin: "...Do you want your old face!"

Ling Zheng pointed to the mountain of gifts: "You should go and search too. I heard that occasionally people will pay tribute to sex toys and the like, which can be used for fun. The people in our village are not as feudal as you think."

Zhong Zilin looked at the weird expression on his face, after thinking about it, he decided to go back to his room to be quiet.As soon as he turned around, a person was coming out from the yard next to him. Before Zhong Zilin could see clearly, the person had already made a sound: "Hey, brother Zheng is back?"

As soon as Ling Zheng saw him, he greeted him with a smile: "Qingze, you have already arrived? Didn't you say that you will return to China on the eighth day of the lunar new year?"

The person who came was young, dressed very fashionable, and sounded very kind with a smile in his voice: "The work in Paris ended early, so I came back early. I know the situation of Sister Xuan's company. If you come back earlier, you can contact her earlier, and there is no problem signing a contract after the year, if you are in a hurry, you can do it in a few days."

"Don't worry, you helped me a lot by coming to the village," Ling Zheng said, leading the man to Zhong Zilin, "Zilin, let me introduce you, this is Du Qingze, Ling Shi's cousin, Ling Shi is free. Remember the account manager who approached you?"

Zhong Zilin nodded, but looked at Du Qingze in a strange way: "...Remember, then...and then?"

Du Qingze took up the conversation himself, quite politely: "Then, Sister Xuan's company has always wanted to poach Ling Shi's sister to be the design director, but the other party tried to recommend me if she didn't want to. I didn't expect that Sister Xuan was quite satisfied. , this thing is basically done, that’s all.”

He is not fluent in Chinese and looks like he has been abroad for many years.But like Zhong Zilin, Du Qingze looked at him a little strangely when he was talking, and even Ling Zheng gradually noticed that kind of strangeness.

He asked suspiciously: "You...do you know each other?"

Zhong Zilin scratched his hair and tried to think back: "I guess...it was in Xishan Hospital more than ten years ago? Your mother, I called her Aunt Zhao?"

Du Qingze laughed all of a sudden: "You are Zilin! What a coincidence. When I returned to China this time, I wanted to catch up with you. I heard that you have become a big star now? Your mother must be very happy, right? "

Zhong Zilin sighed: "After my mother was transferred to the hospital, the complication disappeared very early. How about your mother?"