Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li's throat was dry, excited and at a loss, he asked with some uncertainty: "Brother Ling, do you want to be here? It's okay..."

He is wearing a pair of black sports trousers today with two white elastic bands at the waist.There is no tie in the river, just let them hang down naturally.

Right now, he is grabbing one with each hand, pulling it slowly every now and then, trying to relieve his tension.

Xu Shi felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Jiang Li slightly parted his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then shall we kiss for a while first, to create some atmosphere..."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

Taking a look at Jiang Li's eyes and Hanchun's whole body in heat, Sheng Qianling knew that he had misunderstood.

With such an understanding, Sheng Qianling's ears turned red.

He endured the charming and ambiguous atmosphere in the cubicle, pressed Jiang Li with his height advantage, and said softly, "What are you thinking? You hit so hard just now, let me see."

Jiang Li said that he was afraid of pain.

I mentioned that he went to a group fight with someone in junior high school, and was knocked to the ground before the start, and he couldn't bear the pain.

It hit the corner of the table with so much force just now, and now I'm afraid it's all bruised.

Jiang Li slowly raised his head, Taohua still had tears in his eyes that hadn't faded just now, and he responded in a daze: "Huh?"

It turned out it wasn't what he thought.

Seeing that Jiang Li didn't take the initiative, Sheng Qianling simply pulled Jiang Li's pants with his hands.

Jiang Li has thin skin and tender flesh, a delicate body, fair and light skin on his face and hands, not to mention the waist and crotch, which has not seen the sun for a long time.

Jiang Li quickly blocked it, and pressed his hand against the corner of the billiard table just now, he hissed in pain, both painful and angry.

He carefully exposed the wound for Sheng Qianling to see.

It hadn't been long before it turned into a purple bruise.

But it is also very dazzlingly red, just embedded in Jiang Li's white and tender skin, it looks very abrupt.

Sheng Qianling asked, "Can you bear it?"

Jiang Li curled his lips and said aggrievedly, "I can't run to the hospital just because I hit it."

He was joking, but it hurts a lot.He wanted Sheng Qianling to worry a little more and care about him more, but he was afraid that Sheng Qianling would be too worried, so he had to say such a wisecrack.

Sheng Qianling naturally understood Jiang Li's mind.

His heartache is all written in his eyes, his eyelids are drooping, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and the light in his eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

He said, "I was hit hard, so I went back at night and used a hot towel to compress it."

Jiang Li nodded, and replied softly, "Yeah."

Sheng Qianling slowly tidied up Jiang Li's clothes, and rubbed his palms a few times, as if comforting a child.

Then, he got up and stood up, leaning his back on the wooden door of the compartment, and said, "Come on."

Jiang Li was afraid that he might make a mistake again, so he asked back with some embarrassment: "What?"

Sheng Qianling stared at Jiang Li's rosy neck and ruddy earlobes, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "Didn't you want to kiss?"

When Jiang Li heard this, he immediately became happy, and his eyes were filled with smiles in an instant, like starlight.

He stood up brightly, stretched his hands dishonestly around Sheng Qianling's waist, raised his face to touch him.

I have already experienced it once, and this time it can be called a familiarity with the road.

Jiang Li leaned over, his dry lips pressed against Sheng Qianling's chin first.

He is impatient, and he is not willing to enjoy the pleasure of light taste, but on the matter of kissing, he is willing to spend more time to endure the constantly accelerating heartbeat.

Sheng Qianling's face was so delicate and beautiful that Jiang Li didn't even have the heart to kiss his lips, but rubbed against his chin and cheeks first.

It's like eating a delicious snack, the top bit of cherry with cream, I always want to save it until the end, so that the joy and anticipation can last longer.

Jiang Li used his lips to trace Sheng Qianling's browbones and the tip of his nose, and finally couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and bit Sheng Qianling's lips.

He sucked it lightly, then stirred it with his tongue, making a very ambiguous sound of water in the quickened panting of someone who didn't know.

Sheng Qianling reminded vaguely, "Li Li, keep your voice down, lest anyone come in."

When he came in just now, Sheng Qianling noticed that except for the compartment at Jiangli Station, the doors of the other compartments were all open, and no one else was inside.

There are not too many people in the store now, but it is still not guaranteed that someone will break in halfway.

Jiang Li held Sheng Qianling in his arms, held back his enthusiasm, and complained dissatisfiedly against his ear: "I didn't steal anyone, what's wrong with kissing my boyfriend."

Sheng Qianling's heart softened suddenly, he just felt that the whole body was soaked in the hot spring with a suitable temperature, and it was comfortable and comfortable.

He originally had his arms around Jiang Li's back, but now his hands loosened a little and slipped down unconsciously.

He touched a softness that he had never expected.

He didn't expect his dream to come true.

When did you first notice this place?

A chaotic and blurry picture emerged in Sheng Qianling's mind.It seems that it has been a long time, and it seems to be close at hand.

Jiang Li seems to wear the blue high school uniform sweatpants most often.

Occasionally, it will be replaced with black assault shorts, or like today, the sweatpants have become black.

But no matter what Jiang Li wears, she looks good.Here it looks, the lines are beautiful.

It was like a gathered point that often jumped before his eyes.

Back and forth, every time is different.

But what didn't change was the straight arc that hooked his heart.

Feeling Sheng Qianling's movements, Jiang Li froze for a moment, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

His kiss gradually became moist, like a gust of wind and rain, crackling, splashing, falling from the sky at high speed in the thunderous summer night, and there was no tenderness left.

Jiang Li felt himself getting hotter and hotter.

It's like a huge heat source, only relying on the thin air in the toilet cubicle to distribute dryness.But he was still clinging to Sheng Qianling, and the heat was still pouring over him, making him dizzy for a while.

At a certain moment, he felt himself stiffen suddenly.

In the remaining thread of thoughts, Jiang Li blushed, slowly let go of Sheng Qianling, and looked down.

"..."

Jiang Li swallowed his thirst so thirsty that it was almost on fire, and complained aggrievedly and unwillingly: "If only the policeman agreed to help me change my birthday..."

Sheng Qianling smiled restrainedly.

His eyes fell on the faint little mole on Jiang Li's eyelid, he stroked it lightly with his right hand, then looked down, and seriously discussed with Jiang Li: "Then what should we do now?"

Jiang Li blushed, reluctantly took a step back, and separated from Sheng Qianling.

The cubicle was already narrow, and the toilet was installed, so two tall and long-legged boys couldn't use it at all.

Jiang Li was almost close to the back wall, he swept his eyes towards the door, motioned to Sheng Qianling and said, "Brother Ling, you go out first, go out to practice first, okay?"

There was an obvious plea in his words, but there was still a trace of intense emotion in his eyes that was too late to restrain.

It seems that as long as Sheng Qianling refuses, he will ignore it and do something out of the ordinary.

Originally, he was such a little ruffian who didn't care about the consequences when he did things, but now he used [-]% concentration to say this sentence.

Sheng Qianling looked at him, hesitated for a while, and after a while, said slowly: "Okay."

It's been a long time.

Jiang Li stood in front of the sink and washed his hands carefully.

Afterwards, he took out a few sheets from the paper box on the wall, wiped his hands, looked at his handsome face in the mirror for a while, and walked out of the bathroom refreshed.

A few new tables have opened in the store at the moment.

It was lively, full of laughter and applause.

Especially at the eight-ball table where Master Hong was facing each other, there were quite a few people sitting there, all dressed up, looking very unfamiliar.

Jiang Li immediately guessed that these people came with Master Hong's opponents, so he walked to the eight-ball area first, and watched Master Hong play quietly.

A small table game is very fast, and if the ball shape is good, it can be over in a few minutes.

Seeing that Master Hong had won the game, Jiang Li took the initiative to run up to help him swing the ball, and lifted the ball a few centimeters up a little as he had always done in the past.

Recently, Master Hong's skills have skyrocketed because of Sheng Qianling's guidance.

No matter what type of ball, hit it steadily.

After watching a few rounds, Jiang Li played a few rounds.

Maybe it was because they realized that their companions were not dominant, so the yellow-haired young men sitting on the sofa deliberately bluffed and talked in order to disturb Master Hong's attention and make him lose the ball.

From their conversation, Jiang Li heard that the handicap of this game was 1000 yuan per round.

In other words, after a game, as long as you win a set, you can earn 1000 yuan.

Jiang Li had never gambled before, but this time, he was inexplicably itchy.

In all fairness, neither Master Hong nor the opponent was his opponent.

He wanted to make some money and buy a decent gift for his brother Ling.

Having known Sheng Qianling for so long, he has never allowed himself to spend much money, the registration fee for playing games, the dental treatment fee, every breakfast fee, and supper fee are all paid by Sheng Qianling.

Jiang Li himself was the only one who paid for the Haidilao hot pot, but Sheng Qianling used his own method to make him earn a bonus.

Just thinking wildly like this, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ear: "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Li's thoughts went astray, and he subconsciously said, "Huh?"

Sheng Qianling didn't know when he came, so he stood behind the side of the river.

He seemed to see something, and asked softly, "Are you upset?"

Jiang Li was shocked by Sheng Qianling's insight.

He was just thinking about ways to make money in his mind, and he was seen through.Feeling guilty for a moment, he whispered, "No, no."

Sheng Qianling raised his eyes and glanced at the eight-ball table lightly, and said, "Go, go and practice."

Jiang Li raised his feet and followed in small steps, very well-behaved.

They returned to the practice table in the snooker area. Before Sheng Qianling could say anything, Jiang Li apologized: "Brother Ling, I was wrong."

Sheng Qianling sat down at the coffee table without haste, raised his slender neck, took a sip of water, and asked softly, "What's wrong."

Jiang Li said, "I shouldn't think about those crooked thoughts, but I really want to give you a gift."

"Jiangli," Sheng Qianling's expression didn't change, but he showed obvious seriousness, "Gambling is not something you should think about. As I said, as long as you take me as your teacher, you will never be allowed to gamble. Otherwise, I won't accept it." You apprentice."

Jiang Li dawdled and ran to sit down next to Sheng Qianling, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he deliberately pressed his thigh against him.

Jiang Li said: "Master, I was wrong, I promise not to gamble."

Today, with Jiang Li's skills, he can not only sweep the members of Time Billiards, but also easily win the amateur challengers who run the rivers and lakes, and it's not a problem at all.

He has a natural talent for accuracy, and has the skills of the shot carefully taught by Sheng Qianling. The only thing that is lacking is that his mentality and overall awareness are not enough.

But the shortcomings do not hide the advantages, if he shows [-]% of his skills, he might be able to sign up for the Amateur Snooker Masters and win the championship.

Sheng Qianling didn't want him to take the road of gambling.

Once "gambling" is touched, it will be a bottomless pit from then on.No matter how good Jiang Li's ball skills are, there are always people out there who are beyond the sky. Even if people are not as good as him, it is never uncommon for people to go slanted for money.

Seeing that Sheng Qianling was silent, Jiang Li deliberately lowered his voice: "Master, I really know I was wrong."

Soft, like a puppy begging its master to caress.

Sheng Qianling sighed, "It's good that you know."

Jiang Li: "I want to give you a gift."

Sheng Qianling said: "You have already granted me a wish."

Jiang Li said dissatisfiedly, "But you didn't say what your wish was."

"I'll tell you sooner or later."

The little yellow horse in Jiang Li's mind started to gallop, and by the way stepped on the voice-activated light in his conscious world.

He was faintly excited, pressed against Sheng Qianling's thigh, leaned closer, and said proudly and expectantly, "I understand. Wait until July 7."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

The author says:

8.15 minor repairs;

8.16 Second revision;

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