Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Ling Chuan finally went downstairs on time at 5 o'clock.

Qingkong waited downstairs for two hours, with some sweat faintly visible on his forehead.

After Qingkong saw Ling Chuan, he immediately came up to meet him, with a smile on his face, "Get off work?"

Ling Chuan smiled, "Shall we go directly to Yilin Mountain?"

Qingkong nodded, "I contacted Luo Weiyu, and he took Han Jiyong directly to Yilin Mountain."

"Let's go."

After Lingkong finished speaking, he was about to go to the front to take a taxi, but Qingkong grabbed his wrist, "Wait a minute."

Ling Chuan tilted his head and looked at him.

Qing Kong let go of his hand, "Follow me."

Ling Chuan followed Qingkong all the way to the underground garage.

Qingkong walked quickly, Ling Chuan trotted all the way, bouncing and asking: "Where are you going? What are you doing?"

Qingkong's expression was very gentle, and he shook his head lightly, "I'll tell you later."

There is no need for him to tell after a while, Ling Chuan also knows.

In the underground garage, a Harley motorcycle stands shining brightly among the private cars. It is simply the most beautiful scenery!

Ling Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Yo, good stuff! How much did you pay for it?"

Qing Kong glanced at him, with an inconspicuous arc on the corner of his mouth, "Second-hand."

"..."￥%￥[email protected]#%...Gao Fushuai becomes a dick, don't change your style of painting too quickly, Alu!

Just by looking at his expression, Qingkong knew what he was thinking about again, and patted him on the back helplessly, "Let's go."

Qingkong stepped on the motorcycle by himself first, and fixed the motorcycle with his feet on the ground. Lingchuan stepped on the pedals from behind and straddled the back seat, and then he pulled the accelerator.

The hum of the engine seemed a little empty in the underground garage.

Ling Chuan lowered his head and glanced at the wheels.

When the car rushed out, Qing Kong asked in front: "Do you want a helmet?"

Ling Chuan sat in the back seat, the wind was blowing a little hard to hear.He could only say loudly: "No need!"

The car drove out of the underground garage.

There is a dazzling light in the eyes.

There is a feeling of seeing light for the first time for a person who has lived in a cave for a long time.

Qing Kong twisted her right hand a circle, "Speed ​​up, hug me well."

As soon as Ling Chuan put his hands on his waist, Moto rushed out like an arrow.

Ling Chuan's face was about to be deformed by the speeding wind.He leaned behind Qingkong's ear and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey! The speed limit is here!!!!"

Qing Kong didn't look back, but just said, "Well, I know."

"..." You know how fast you drive...Ling Chuan lowered his head, heh, 70...Do you really want to make this road a speed limit of 40? ! ! ! ! ! !

When Qingkong was concentrating on driving the car, her back was slightly arched, and the smooth muscle lines were clearly visible through the thin layer of clothes.

Ling Chuan turned his head away and asked, "You came to pick me up after you went to Yilin Mountain, right?"

Qing Kong was silent for a while, "Well, how do you know?"

"There are traces of limestone on the wheel on the right. It should be that the center of gravity shifted when turning right, and it rubbed against the road... As far as I know, there is limestone on the road. As far as I know, it is only at the intersection of Panshan Road in Yilin Mountain. The mountain collapsed a few days ago , and the road is being built now."

"..." Qingkong laughed softly.

Ling Chuan opened his mouth.

He could almost imagine Qingkong's eyes squinting and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, a long time ago, the clear sky would also laugh.

He was still with him at that time.They are just ordinary adolescents, occasionally being stupid, dazed, and pretending to be cool, which are common things for teenagers with secondary illnesses.The only thing that is unusual is that they have spiritual power passed down from generation to generation.

Qingkong likes to draw, and Ling Chuan once thought that he would become a painter in the future.But Qing Kong told him that he didn't want to draw anyone else, but only him.

Ling Chuan looked at himself in Qingkong's pen, from monkey-like at the beginning, to a little human-like in the end, and delicate eyebrows and eyes in the end.

At that time, who would have thought that they would miss so many years...

When Ling Chuan came back to his senses, the two had already reached the road at the foot of Yilin Mountain.

Luo Weiyu commutes by car, and it won't take long.

The two of Ling Chuan found a clean place next to them and sat down anywhere.

It was 05:30, and the road construction workers left the construction site one after another.

It was already six o'clock when everyone left.It was starting to get dark.The nearby Ah Piao came out one by one, circling around Ling Chuan, "Ah, boy Ling, why are you here?"

"Yes, yes, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Did you have a girlfriend?"

"No, no! Xiao Lingzi, do you have a boyfriend now?"

"..." Ling Chuan used his knees to think and knew that it must be the aunt's propaganda...

"Boy Yu also has a boyfriend?"

"..." Ling Chuan twitched the corners of his mouth, "How is it possible..."

The uncle Piao next to him raised his hand and slapped the shoulder of the uncle Piao who said that just now, "Stop talking, if Boy Yu had a boyfriend, the little stupid cat would have cried the Great Wall down!"

"...That's right..." The uncle scratched his hair foolishly, "It makes sense."

Ling Chuan leaned on his chin and looked up at them, "Everyone sit down? I feel so uncomfortable with my head up!"

"Oh, yes, Boy Ling is still a human being."

"Human beings are troublesome... how good it is to be a ghost!"

The side rolled his eyes, "Yeah, since I became a ghost, my waist is no longer sore, my back is no longer hurting, I am no longer panting when I walk, and my heart is no longer beating!"

"Why do you always tear me down, old boy?!"

"No, no, this is called Tucao, a newly learned word!"

Apiao and the others sat all over the place, and they almost had a bonfire to hold a bonfire party.

Ling Chuan touched his chin.Why is there an inexplicable sense of sight?

After waiting for another half an hour, Luo Weiyu hadn't arrived yet, but the phone did.

"What? You met Ye Zhaohong?!" Ling Chuan stomped angrily, "Why didn't you have him?"

The voice over there became a little quieter, as if someone covered the microphone with his hand, "It's okay, but he's coming too."

"..." Ling Chuan broke out in cold sweat all of a sudden.This prank of mine is really... self-inflicted, you can't live... Invincible Lord will not retaliate, right? ? ? ? ? "By the way, that cold silence will always be by your side?"

Luo Weiyu gave a soft "Yes", "What's wrong?"

Ling Chuan said with a dry smile: "As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female...here are two white tigers...Xiao Yu, I have suffered so much for you."

"..." Luo Weiyu's teeth-gritting voice came from the phone: "Yu Lingchuan! What strange things are you thinking of me!!!!"

Ling Chuan bared his teeth, "tsk tsk" and said: "Food sex, food sex, I understand, I understand!"

Luo Weiyu hung up the phone angrily.you know!What a fart!