Gao Leng beautiful female he is different inside and outside [Zerg]

Dazed and surprised light flashed from Fei Lin Yunshi's eyes, his hands were hanging down, fingers curled up slightly, according to Fei Lin's arrogant character, Fu Chenguang thought that Fei Lin would push his nose in the next second, turn around Go upstairs and close the door with a bang!

Fei Lin looked at him, didn't go away, just pouted helplessly, raised his hand, and tightened the bathrobe that was just opened because of mutual neighing, and then he said: "Sorry, I'll help you heat the dishes hot."

Fu Chenguang really didn't expect him to change, but he wanted to harden his mind, frowned, and sat down at the dining table without saying a word, Fei Lin put the vegetables he bought into the microwave oven to heat, and Fu Chenguang bought them back The food was still hot, and all kinds of dishes were placed on the table, which seemed a bit too rich for him alone.

After Fei Lin arranged the dishes, he still didn't leave. He sat opposite him. The white dining table was very clean. Because he was too lazy to change the flowers, the design bug added light orange roses to the cool-colored arrangement. He rested his chin on his hands. Gang, showing unprecedented cuteness.

Except for the warm colors of his clothes and food, Fei Lin's skin, bathrobe, and wall brushes are all white in different degrees, and they are all cold. They are like two torrents, colliding with each other, and it is impossible to Really blend together.

Fu Chenguang reminded himself repeatedly, don't be fooled by illusions, the deeper you fall, the harder it will be to pull out, he doesn't need inexplicable relationships.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, and fixed his gaze on the dishes on the plate, the rice in his own bowl, and the chopsticks that kept moving back and forth, not leaving Fei Lin a chance.

However, even so, Fei Lin still felt that Fei Lin's eyes swept over his whole body several times. He was still sitting squarely across from him and did nothing else, just staring at him like this. Fu Chenguang was slender and generous He took the paper box with his palm, raised his head and said to Fei Lin:

"If you are tired, go up and rest first, don't wait for me."

Fei Lin didn't know what he was thinking. He froze for a few seconds, shook his head, and said, "I'm not tired. I'll wait for you. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do."

Fei Lin's cheeks on both sides were abnormally red, the table was not wide, and he could see sweat dripping from the side of his face. He was already white, and any changes would be obvious on his face. Staring directly at Fu Chenguang with taboo, at most he is a good-looking "pervert".

Fu Chenguang put down the bowls and chopsticks suddenly, and the slight sound attracted Fei Lin to ask him impatiently, with a hint of joy and surprise in his tone, Fu Chenguang pretended to be cold and said, cutting off his fantasy,

"I haven't finished eating, you wait for me here, I'll go up and get something."

He got up, strode up the stairs, the wooden stairs crackled as he walked, and opened another room, because they hadn't slept in separate rooms, this room had been unoccupied, and when he opened the door, a heavy dusty smell came over his face, He covers his nose and mouth.

The last time he came in to store things, he saw a whole new set of restraining pins. He looked for them based on his impressions. A whole set of wardrobes came with tables and cabinets, occupying most of the wall. He found them in the bottom square cabinet, picked up the whole set, and walked go downstairs.

Seeing him, Fei Lin knew what he was talking about, and suddenly stood up agitatedly. The chair was suddenly pushed back and rubbed against the floor, making a sharp, harsh sound, which broke the long-lasting silence first.

He shook his head, he hadn't hit yet, with a painful expression on his face, he refused forcefully, "I don't."

The abnormal performance is the performance of his tantrums - unconsciousness, Fu Chenguang didn't answer, just carried the box, put it on the empty side of the table, the metal buckle opened with a "click", opened it, stitches The packages of inhibitory fluids are lined up and placed in good condition.

Fei Lin grasped his wrist abruptly, wanting to stop him, and purposely stretched out his other hand to touch him, looking at him desperately, and said, "Xiao Fu, don't you really want to?"

It is sure that he is in love. It turns out that every time he has sex with him, he is unconscious. Afterwards, he may feel that it doesn’t matter. . . . and then."

Fu Chenguang paused with his fingertips, slid to the far left, picked up a needle tube, opened the glass jar of the light blue liquid on the next floor, pierced the soft cover with the tip of the needle, pushed and pulled it up, and the light blue liquid quickly The tube of the needle is filled.

He went around behind Fei Lin, hugged him, and held him with his broad, solid arms. Fei Lin raised his head back, stared at him with aggrieved eyes, and almost begged him softly: "I don't want this." Chen Guang searched in his mind how many times they were sober when they were together, and he suddenly felt very boring.

Fu Chenguang coaxed him, "Hey, wait until you wake up. Give me your hand." Not only did Fei Lin not give it, but he also hid his hand like a three-year-old child. Fu Chenguang grabbed it, and his white arm was held by him. Wait, under the incandescent light, Fu Chenguang was several degrees dark.

He lifted the wide shower head upwards, found the right position, and inserted the needle steadily. The needle looked a bit thick, so he slowed down and slowly pushed the needle in.

While observing Fei Lin's face, the blush did not fade away so quickly, but his eyelids were half drooped, and his mental state seemed to relax a lot, not as excited as before. Fu Chenguang asked him specifically: "Sleepy?"

Fei Lin was really stunned, nodded obediently, Fu Chenguang hooked his arm, helped him upstairs, put him on the bed, helped him pull the quilt, and closed the window that was opened for ventilation in the morning, turned around and found a spare The quilt was moved to the guest room together with the clothes, and he did not plan to sleep with Fei Lin in the future.

When he went downstairs, the dishes on the table were already cold, so he didn't continue to eat, he cleaned up the rather messy dining table, went upstairs with the box containing the inhibitory needles, took a shower, and then cleaned the guest room briefly, he was exhausted Enough, lie down, the new quilt does not have a familiar smell, he is not used to it, but he still fell asleep quickly.

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In the early winter, the layers of light in the morning drive away the night and merge into one, leaving it the color of a crow. The cold wind comes in through the cracks in the window. On the gray-toned bed, the insects under the quilt move, and then After stopping and moving, Fei Lin broke free from the dream, opened his eyes,

He waved his hands with warmth to the side, groping up and down, he turned sideways, thinking that he would push back and see a solid wall of flesh, he had already planned, if there was time, he could do it again in the morning .

There are no worms on the other side of the bed, it's cold without any residual warmth, didn't the male worms sleep with him last night?Fei Lin rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up, and moved more, only to find that his arms felt numb, and the already wide bathrobe sleeves automatically slipped down. solidified into a small point.

Fei Lin pulled back the quilt and stood up. He felt sore muscles in his body. Even if he had been getting injections before, he would not be in such a stressful situation. He dragged his waist and walked to the corridor on the other side. The second floor is a wrap-around , the guest room is at the other end,

"Butt button..." It was still early, and he guessed that Fu Chenguang was still there. After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of slippers being pulled inside. Fu Chenguang opened the door for him, but he was still asleep.

Fei Lin stood in front of the door, wanting to ask him why he didn't talk to him last night...but after thinking about it, he changed another more euphemistic way:

"Xiao Fu, why did you move to the guest room to sleep last night?"

"It's nothing, it's too crowded, it's more comfortable here."

Fu Chenguang put his hands behind his back, turned his shoulders, pushed him in, let him move away, and he walked out of the room.

What kind of strange reason is this? His perfunctory attitude made Fei Lin feel a bit stunned. Then he turned around, quickly followed him, and went into the bathroom together. Morning light stands side by side.

Thanks to the mirror, he could see Fu Chenguang's face without turning his head. He lowered his head and brushed his teeth in silence, only the sound of brushing was left around him. The atmosphere became inexplicably low, and he felt a little blocked.

He recalled that he just asked him for sex last night, and then thought that it would be logical to roll on the bed together, his mind was heavy, and he felt that something was missing, but he couldn't pick it up.

Until he went out, Fu Chenguang was still like this, and Fei Lin didn't understand.

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Fu Chenguang came to the studio with a low mood.

He was sitting in a worm's office working, and the tall female worm who was guarding the door knocked on the door and told him to put on his notebook and go to the meeting.

The studio was not set up in a remote underground department, but in the bustling center of the main star, with a prominent sign, contracted a whole tall building, and the whole building was working like a screw, he was told, Meetings are held on the tenth floor.

Abigail, the leader who hadn’t seen him for a long time, sat in the middle of the long conference table, wearing a suit and leather shoes, her hair was polished by hairspray, and her hands were crossed on the table.

When Fu Chenguang entered the meeting room, he had already made a lot of worms. Because he was the only male worm among the internal worms, they all cast their eyes on him. He was holding the wrist of the note and shaking the male worm's mental power suppression ring. Before coming already put on.

Picking a location not far away, Abigail's gaze stayed on him for a short time. After waiting almost, he pressed the button on the table, and the light screen on the long conference table slowly moved from bottom to top. The blue light is released slowly, and the light particles merge into one, showing the latest progress of the operation status of the tracker that has been connected to Mio star to all the insects.

The female worm standing aside followed Abigail's voice and jumped the screen synchronously. Fu Chenguang raised his head slightly and looked at the light screen.

"At present, the tracker has been successfully inserted into the parallel planetary layer of Mio, but there is still a long way to go before actually entering the inner layer."

Indeed, as he said, the detector already floating in the clouds, the front of the micro-lens was covered by the shrouding clouds and mist, and could not detect the most basic surface conditions at all. Fu Chenguang stared at the star map on the far left.

"If we don't speed up the progress now, after the deadline, once the outer protective cover of the detector is broken by the flowing meteorite, all previous efforts will be wasted."

Abigail stood up, pressed his hands on the desk, and frowned, "What's more, the latest news has captured the injection of new power into Mio, and the main target of attack is us."

The meeting lasted for a long time, and Fu Chenguang reviewed the key points in his mind. He couldn't think of new ideas for the time being, and was about to go home.

He was about to walk towards the gate of the company, when the sweet Ya-feu at the front desk stopped him, blushing with embarrassment, handed him a small black paper box with both hands, and said:

"Mr. Fu Chenguang, this is the express package you received this afternoon."

"Thank you." He took it, picked it up, and saw that the sender was Bangor, the recipient, Fu Chenguang, remarks: a supplementary wedding gift, the contents of the goods: please, interesting clothes.