little husband

As expected of a luxurious presidential suite in a five-star hotel, Song Shi, a country bumpkin, is quite knowledgeable.But the luxurious and comfortable big suite couldn't impress Song Shi's heart at all, and he didn't even arouse a trace of curiosity. The closer he was to the bedroom, the longer his face stretched, and it was almost as black as coal. How dare he touch his male god? , I simply don't want to live anymore!

Like a cat, he walked to the door of the bedroom without a sound. There was a small gap in the bedroom. Song Shi happened to see what was going on inside, and the rich incense in the bedroom rushed out unobstructed, causing Song Shi to fall backwards. , too fragrant.

There are only a few simple descriptions of Hehexiang in Yutong's bamboo slips: "Powder, white in color, with a strange fragrance after burning, the taste is strong, and the smell is moving."In the Song Dynasty, I have never seen the real thing. The reason why I was able to capture the residual smell of Hehexiang in the air is that I have to mention the power of Yutong Jane. The three-dimensional teaching mode that integrates text, video, and five senses can stimulate people's brains. , to simulate the reaction of the substance to the human body, so that people can remember more clearly.In Song Dynasty, he had never seen Hehexiang in reality, but he had "smelled" it seriously.

He really can't appreciate the smell of Hehexiang, it's so fragrant, so strong, and so greasy, how can he be interested when he smells it?

There was a person lying on the kingsize bed, wearing a simple black suit. Song Shi had seen it on Yin Mingan's body at noon today, and he was silently drooling over the long legs wrapped in the straight suit pants (pervert behavior) , resolutely do not admit).

Standing beside the bed was a tall man, his rigid facial features were forcibly sunken into an extremely flattering expression.The man's nostrils were stuffed with green nasal plugs, and Song Shi knew after a little thought that they were plant roots that blocked the smell. This man had brought Yin Ming'an here premeditatedly.

At this moment, the person he was thinking of was lying unconscious on the bed, Song Shi frowned, and made a sudden move while the people inside were nodding and bowing on the phone.

In the Song Dynasty, all the martial arts methods in the Yutong Jian were learned. The practical experience came from fighting in prison.

The flattering man on the phone didn't know how to flatter, he was very good at it, and Song Shi's surprise attack didn't take advantage of him.When the flattering man swung his fists and palms, the strong wind blew his skin sorely.The other party's nails were long and sharp, with a bruised luster, the fingers were close together, and the palm of the hand was like a knife. The poisoned nails were the blade, and a scratch might mean death.

"Who are you?" The flattering man has a tough face, straight features, full of masculinity, masculine but not upright, staring at Song Shi with dark eyes, like a poisonous snake hiding in a dark corner waiting for an opportunity. be terrified.

Song Shi felt threatened, but he was not timid. He licked his lips that had become dry due to strenuous exercise with his tongue.

Song Shi was a tough opponent, with endless strength all over his body, but the flattering man gradually lost as if his energy was about to run out, and was forced into a corner by Song Shi to resist stubbornly.

"Your grandpa." Until now, Song Shi answered the flattering man's previous question with a cold tone.

The flattering man turned red with anger, "You're looking for death." The words "your grandpa" will not make the well-informed flattering man angry. What makes him angry is Song Shi's attitude, which is contemptuous and mocking. Arriving at the pain of flattering men.Ever since he followed the ancestor and learned things that mortals can't learn in their lifetime, how could he have received such treatment, as if he had returned to his childhood when he was bullied by others.

Song Shicai didn't care that the flattering man's glass was heartbroken. He learned a truth in the prison that he should not be soft-hearted when facing the enemy. To tremble with fear.The flattering man was "running out of energy" just at the time when he was slaughtered. Song Shi concentrated his strength in his hands and swung his fist. The flattering man was hit so hard that his head hit the wall, and his teeth spurted out mixed with blood.

But Song Shi also got the idea. He didn't expect that the other party would throw a bag of powder in his arms at Song Shi when he was exhausted. It melts in the mouth and enters the abdomen with saliva.There was a burst of fire in the lower abdomen, and the good brother cheered up regardless of the occasion and the time, Song Shi smiled wryly, what kind of character is the flattering man, and why he carries all the things of joy and affection with him.

The spiritual energy in the meridians circulated, and Song Shi temporarily suppressed the dryness in his body.

"Click" the door was opened, and someone came in.

When Song Shi came in, he closed the door casually, and if someone came in, he could block it a little bit, and remind him by the way.

Now is not a good time to find out who came here, and who brought Yin Ming'an here captive. The sweet smell of Hehe fragrance in the air reminded Song Shi that the person who captive Yin Ming'an was not after money, and the purpose of that person was clear. Jie, if he hadn't arrived in time, Song Shi couldn't even imagine what would have happened to Yin Ming'an.

Time was running out, and Song Shi was not allowed to think too much. He jumped onto the bed, picked up Yin Mingan, and jumped directly onto the window sill, leaving two big footprints on the kingsize bed.Immediately afterwards, he kicked open the window with all his strength, and the man jumped out of the broken hole. After landing firmly, Song Shi ran with all his might.Pedestrians on the road only feel a gust of wind blowing around them, and the tip of their nose seems to smell something nice. For no reason, they see the girlfriend (male) friend around them become more beautiful (airy), and immediately want to find a hotel to make love... …

In room 5-1314, gusts of wind came in from the broken window, blowing away the thick smell in the room. Living is like dying.The young man in red and black hair raised his thin lips and laughed softly, "What a pity." The sound that resembled a sigh slowly dissipated in the air, leaving only a lingering mood.

The man picked up the flattering man with one hand. The flattering man was 1.9 meters tall and weighed nearly [-]. In the man's hand, he was as insignificant as a piece of tofu.With a light tiptoe, the man landed on the window sill with the flattering man in his arms, "Oh, what a pity." The upturned Danfeng eyes moved slightly, and he looked reluctantly at the kingsize card with two big footprints in the suite. The big bed was supposed to be a lingering night, but it was disturbed by a yellow-haired child who jumped out of nowhere, what a pity.

Facing the night, the man softly said to himself: "Baby, you must belong to someone else, so that I will be sad. No matter how good the stove is, it will be dirty if it is not clean, and it will never be used again. What a pity." After speaking, the man stepped out through the broken window, but he didn't land like Song Shi but flew up, very fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Probably the only sad person would be the hotel manager, the window of the luxurious suite was broken!

Song Shi didn't know how many passers-by had suffered from the smell sticking to him and Yin Ming'an along the way, ahem, how many hotel businesses had improved, and maybe many little lives had been created... He is very hot, especially It was hot, and the person in his arms started to move restlessly. After finally returning home, he threw him on the bed. Song Shi staggered and sat down beside Yin Mingan. His head was covered with sweat, The whole person was like being fished out of the water, with shortness of breath and flushed face, and the little brother below stood upright.There seemed to be a wild beast standing outside his head, and it kept hitting his brain with its huge and hard head, trying its best to drive away reason from the brain.

Beside him is the male god that has been missed in my heart all the time, like a chocolate lava cake covered with honey, the sweet taste is tempting to commit crimes!Song Shi's chaotic brain twitched a little, and felt that he must be lying on Yin Ming'an's body with his ugly face at this moment. It's too ugly, too ugly!

Facts proved that Song Shi understood himself. He was lying on the male god's body, but there was a little difference. He didn't have any troubles, and there was still a sliver of reason that prevented him from taking any further actions.

Song Shi didn't want to be rejected by Yin Ming'an, what he wanted was for a long time, not a momentary greed for selfish desires, if there was no future, he would rather stay silently by Yin Ming'an's side all the time, be a crush who buried his feelings in his heart By.

The smell of Hehe incense was still in the air, and a breeze came in from the open window, stirring up the frozen air. Song Shi propped up his arms and looked at Yin Ming'an steadfastly. His supposedly chaotic brain became clearer than ever before. He thought it would be good to just look at Yin Ming'an quietly like this, the clamor of his body seemed to have calmed down.

Illusion, absolute illusion, when Yin Mingan opened his eyes, called ah softly, and put his arms around his neck actively, Song Shi only felt a loud "boom" in his ears, the one that had been tormenting His giant beast exploded, blasting a gorgeous firework in his mind, and his brain completely turned into a tofu curd that had just been ordered and not suppressed, floating like cotton wool inside his skull.

The part above the neck that I don’t know whether it can be described is entangled, and the part below the neck that must not be described is deep. Song Shi really wanted to use words to describe the beauty of this moment, but all the words have become pale and weak now. No amount of beautiful rhetoric can describe what happened to him.

Song Shi was the young general who charged into battle. He was brutal yet gentle when attacking the city and plundering the land. He was facing the majestic city gate with the gun in his hand. , Right in front of you.Yin Ming'an is a young general who guards the city. Facing the younger general, he calmly defends the city with panic. When he doesn't notice, the city gate is opened, allowing the young general to take advantage of it.As soon as he rode over, the excited little general raised his arms and shouted, and hugged the general who was guarding the city gate and couldn't react in time, onto his horse.Galloping on the horse, the little general's excitement gradually infected the calm and calm general. The smile on Yin Ming'an's face became brighter and brighter. Song Shi was in a daze when he watched it. Just fell down.

In the blue sky, there are fluffy white clouds floating leisurely, and the sunlight after six o'clock is as gentle as a girl's gentle hand, shining in through the gaps in the curtains, and falling on Song Shi's face... Actually No, Song Shi has a quirk. When he sleeps, he has to draw the curtains firmly, and he can't sleep if a little light comes in. Such a fluffy habit hasn't changed after five years of prison life. pointing fingers.

When decorating the small restaurant, Song Shi chose the thickest curtains. He had had enough of five years of poor sleep, and no one could disturb his sleep.

Song Shi's biological clock made him wake up on time at six o'clock in the morning. The room without a gleam of light was filled with the smell that made people blush and heartbeat. On the neck, the little heart that still retains such a boyish feeling "thumps", and the cochlea is filled with the sound of his heart beating faster.