This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

After so many worlds, Zong Yuan has no expectations of his IQ. He watched Sheng Minglang's arrogant posture and teased him, "You said I am cat ears. If it really is, then you Become a cat Tintin?"

Sheng Minglang was angry, "You were the one who made the nonsense!"

Really, what happened to the big man admitting that he likes to have fun ears! Big deal, big deal, I can show him in private...

And Cat Tintin! Sheng Minglang turned his back to Zong Yuan and tightened his trousers. The loose and smooth trousers immediately clung to his body. He turned his head to look at Zong Yuan in disdain, and patted his straight butt. The arc can also be used to calculate the front is not small!"

The buttocks are curled enough and the curvature is perfect. Zong Yuan knows the touch of the two masses of meat in his hands. He rubbed his fingers twice, rubbing his wet hair, "Well, big."

No matter how big it is, it is useless.

The water on Zong Yuan's body is almost dry. He wiped his head with a towel, and Sheng Minglang walked around behind him, his eyes fixed on his head from time to time, which was cute by those white velvet ears. My darling trembled, I don't know where Zong Yuan got the cute ears, and where there is the elegant and playful cat's roundness.

But how could Sheng Minglang admit his mistake? This is just a Q version of the ears.

Zong Yuan squinted at him, "Why follow me?"

Sheng Minglang remembered what he wanted to ask before, "Do you know the chef?"

He was talking about the anchor chef, Zong Yuan shook his head, "I don't know."

"I feel that something was wrong with you earlier," Sheng Minglang said, "What's wrong with you?"

Zong Yuan looked at him intently, Sheng Minglang was a little uncomfortable, he wanted to cover it up, "I am your uncle, find me in trouble!"

"Okay," Zong Yuan thought for a while, and succinctly translated the task to him, "I want to stop what a person is doing."

As a result, he stared at the live broadcast room, and Sheng Minglang was also in danger.

He finished speaking, but Sheng Minglang was not listening.

He watched Zong Yuan dry his head, his ears disappeared, his eyes widened, "Where are the ears?"

He looked at the towel in Zongyuan's hand. There was no, neither on the floor, nor on the table or on the sofa.

Damn it?

Zong Yuan looked at his collapsed expression in time and stretched out his hand in front of him, "Come, touch me."

Sheng Minglang swallowed, and stretched out a finger to tentatively touch Zong Yuan's fingertips, only to see the cat ears on Zong Yuan's head that had just disappeared, and the **** appeared now!

Under his nose! Appeared openly!

Sheng Minglang looked at his ears blankly, telling himself that it must be a high-tech method that he didn't know. Otherwise, where normal people have cat ears!

Zong Yuan lowered his head to let him see clearly, "It's not a fake, fool."

From a closer look, these ears are truly terrifying, or in other words, they are actually true.

Sheng Minglang waited for the incredible emotion to pass before speaking. He didn't know what he said or what to say. This is not just a question of ears. This, it even involves national peace, human safety, race grievances... and his relationship with Zong Yuan.

"Are you, a monster?"

Zong Yuan was joking seriously, he shook his head, "No, I am your elf."

Sheng Minglang's face burst into red, he stammered and said, "Then are you here to satisfy my wish?".

He accepted this statement easily, and Zong Yuan asked with great interest: "What is your wish?"

Sheng Minglang was a little bit uncomfortable, "Fuck, **** me."

"Oh," Zong Yuan was indifferent, "Is that a man who can **** you?"

Sheng Minglang directly turned him a blind eye, "How is it possible."

If a man can get on him, he wouldn't have been the first in the past 26 years.

Sheng Minglang is very demanding. Why is he always regarded as 1 by the people in the circle? It is not that this guy has a cold face regardless of whether he hooks up with 1 or 0.

There is no coldest, only the colder is him.

The small 0 is okay, once there is a 1 to show his favor, Sheng Minglang will only feel sick, so that he will become more and more hungry.

Lin Gouzi thought this was too high-sighted.

Zong Yuan pointed to himself and said, "Then I can **** you?"

"Fuck," Sheng Minglang looked at him with fiery eyes, "but there are rules in our circles."

Zong Yuan looked like this, "You said."

"You have to be responsible for the first time!" Sheng Minglang patted his chest and said proudly: "It's cheaper, big brother, I'm the first time!"

It seems to be full of confidence, but in fact it is terribly false.

As long as everyone in this circle knows, they have never heard of any responsible breaking rules.

The tension in Sheng Minglang's eyes was clearly seen by Zong Yuan.

He didn't answer, and went to the kitchen refrigerator to grab a bottle of beer, Sheng Minglang followed him, he was afraid to ask Zong Yuan's thoughts.

Zong Yuan took Sheng Minglang back to the room with the wine, he sat on his floor, and Sheng Minglang sat cross-legged with him.

Zong Yuan took a sip from the wine bottle, "Do you know why Sheng Mingyan adopted me?"

Sheng Minglang frowned and said wittily, "Because you are my elf."

Zong Yuan patted his leg, "No, think again."

"Sheng Ming said that he was talking about him all day long," Sheng Minglang's brain cells are almost dying, "Does that guy need a reason to do things?"

Sheng Minglang snapped his fingers to calculate it for him, "When I was a child, he stared at me like a rare object. He would see his big pie face when I woke up in the middle of the night and pee; he used to be in Taoism for three years. , I have a piece of jade I really like, but I told me he sold it for 300 yuan more than half a year ago!"

Zong Yuan drank his wine while listening to what Sheng Mingyan said. Sheng Minglang has such an ability, and he can always break the topic by himself.

Saying so much is not to ease tension.

He watched as Zong Yuan finished drinking a bottle of wine, then watched him get up and turn off the light, leaving only one bedside lamp dimly lit.

Zong Yuan still only had a bath towel around him, he picked him up in Sheng Minglang's nervous eyes, and fell into the soft bed together.

Sheng Minglang heard his tight breathing.

Zong Yuan smiled in his ear, and then said, "Sleep."

In such an ambiguous posture, with his legs wrapped around his legs, his arms wrapped around his arms, Sheng Minglang's eyes were very bright, and he waited for Zong Yuan's next move without blinking, but felt that something was wrong. He won Zong Yuan away. Arm, "You wait a minute."

Turned over and got out of bed and searched under the bed for a long time, and found out the strawberry-flavored set Lin Gouzi bought him last time.

He was holding this box of sets, like a box of treasures, looking at Zong Yuan with pure expectation like a three-year-old baby, "How many do you want?"

0046, "No way, no way, no... no way, Zongyuan!!!"

A man cannot say that he can't do it.

"..." Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, "Listen to me."

"Hmm." He kept nodding his head intently.

Zong Yuan found a perfect reason, "You are eating spicy tonight, no, it will hurt."

Sheng Minglang also thought of this, he frowned, "Will it hurt?"

Zong Yuan nodded with certainty.

Sheng Minglang shuddered, he put his things back in a daze, and climbed into bed feebly, "Why the **** am I eating chili tonight."

Zong Yuan sighed regretfully behind him, "Yes, it's a pity."

Sheng Minglang only regarded him as a real regret, and he couldn't help being happy when he was depressed. He held Zong Yuan's hand to comfort him and said, "It's okay, I will definitely not eat chili tomorrow."

Zong Yuan, "...eat what you want."

Do you think so for his sake? Sheng Minglang pursed his lips and smiled, "For you and myself, I will definitely not eat chili tomorrow."

He slept sweetly in Zong Yuan's arms without burden.

Zong Yuan took a deep breath, "0046, once you find the mission target, immediately notify me."

"Understand," 0046 looked at him sympathetically, "I've been watching, he has great hiding methods, and he should have felt your breath."

Zong Yuan closed his eyes, "He is eager for revenge, he can't bear it for a few days."

0046 has always listened to him, they all know that modern technology has little effect on this thing, 0046 is still responsible for monitoring every little point.

After all, it also works at this point, tearful. JPG.

Early the next morning, Sheng Minglang was still asleep in Zong Yuan's arms. Zong Yuan was closing his eyes and rested, and suddenly he screamed outside, "Ah!"

It was Lin Gouzi's voice.

"My day!" Sheng Minglang woke up from shock, he shouted outside with a black face, "Lin Gouzi, do you want to die?!"

There was a clatter of footsteps approaching, and the door was slapped and kicked frantically by Lin Danan, "Look at the news! Chef has something wrong!"

His voice was horrified. Zong Yuan got out of bed and opened the door for him. Lin Danan uncharacteristically did not pay attention to the image of the two people. He took the phone and asked them to come over and see, "Look!"

There was a local morning news on the phone, “A man was killed in a major car accident at the southern crossroads at 10:10 this morning. This man was between 30 and 35 years old. Put a picture, please spread it as soon as possible..."

In the photo above, there is a layer of mosaic underneath the face. Although the face is a bit distorted, it can be recognized as the host chef who was predicted to die last night.

Zong Yuan's face was solemn, "Damn!"

The chef replied last night that there was no plan to go out. He thought that nothing happened last night, and that nothing happened last night, but moved to this morning.

Lin Dagu worriedly found the crazy live broadcast last night, "No way, no way, quit the live broadcast Brother Sheng!"

Zong Yuan held Sheng Minglang's hand, "Have you ever been to a wild forest?"

Sheng Minglang shook his head blankly.

Zong Yuan touched his hair, his expression relaxed, "It's okay, it wouldn't be you without you."

Lin Gouzi was anxious, "What forests are not forests! Brother Sheng must not broadcast live again!"

Sheng Minglang calmed down inexplicably. He calmed down, "Let's see who the next person he said is."