The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

What Yuan Chengbing said, and what everyone deduced from it, blew up those who woke up with a hangover the next day.

The Chinese New Year was originally a time for the whole family to have fun, but the senior management of the Qinghe Base—to be precise, those related to the Shen family—had never received any good news.But half of these bad news cannot be disclosed, so facing other people who don't know, there is still a state of suffering.

He Lang was really annoyed and flustered, and he didn't want to take the three-day vacation that was originally scheduled.In the early morning of the second day of junior high school, he and Song Lin led people to pick up the comrades who died in the original sect passage.At that time, the cloud-shrouded and impenetrable fields had become empty and clear, without a trace of white mist, let alone the shadow of any magnificent buildings.The folding space that once appeared out of thin air, does not know when it will be connected back to this world.

After returning, He Lang started to get busy in the base.

Two key tasks, one is to adjust and optimize the defense system of Qinghe Base and Jiangbei Base, and the other is to personally lead the training.The players who were trained by him so that they also missed the annual leave together had no complaints.On the one hand, they knew how many of their comrades had sacrificed, giving them more strength and protection; on the other hand, He Lang's accumulated reputation made them look forward to "training with Commander He" far more than complaining .

What's more, Commander He is here, are you afraid that Consultant Song won't come!

Hmm... not really here.

Consultant Song is also leading people to train, but they are purely supernatural beings.The supernatural beings who can be selected into the training camp directly under Song Lin include combat members and a few non-combat members, all of whom are more fanatical than the team members following He Lang.Not to mention the continuous explosion of wind, rain, thunder and fire in the training ground, the pure physical training every morning is no easier than the "He Lang Training Group" who come out for early morning training.

In the early morning, the two training teams will happen to pass each other.Although they are all comrades-in-arms in the same trench, and even many of them have a good relationship, somehow, when the two groups meet, there will be some subtle sparks flying.

Perhaps the spirit of not admitting defeat was aroused.

No matter how tired they were from running like a dog before, when facing their opponents, everyone held their heads high and their spirits high.The He Lang team was led by He Lang himself to run, so when they saw that the leader of the superhuman team was not Song Lin, they would "flirt" a bit: "Where is your consultant Song? Why don't you run together?"

"It's time to sleep!" Xia Hong, who led the running team, was really comfortable with such words, "Whoever is capable of beating someone can wake him up."

This is provoking that the group of people in He Lang's regiment can't beat Song Lin, He Lang sneered: "I'll call."

Xia Hong laughed loudly: "Okay, Commander He, be careful not to be rubbed on the ground by Consultant Song, hahahahaha!"

Her laughter went away with the running team.He Lang shook his head and laughed, and the team members behind him booed and asked him, "Commander He, are you really going to be beaten to the ground by Consultant Song?"

"It's none of your business how he hit me?" He Lang sneered, "Anyway, I'm more than enough to press you all to the ground and rub against each other."

"Then you have supernatural powers? Isn't that considered cheating?" The team members yelled, "If you have the ability, you don't need supernatural powers, pure physical skills to be surrounded by us... come and fight with us!"

"I do not believe!"

"I don't believe it either!"

"Get one! Come one!"

"Want to get beaten up? Yes, tomorrow I will challenge N with you!" He Lang sneered, and said to you bastards to see how strong my "physical ability" is now, "Let's say it first, don't cry Father and mother!"

"Whoever cries is a bastard!"

"It's a puppy that's crying!"

***

After the morning exercise, He Lang sent people to have breakfast while he returned home.

Not to mention, I really went to wake Song Lin up.Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing didn't know what to do last night, tossing until late, and it was He Lang who worked overtime and came home in the middle of the night, only to find out that something was wrong.The man put Song Lin on the bed, and when Xia Hong said that he hadn't gotten up yet, he turned back to provide "wake-up service".

It's not that he was called up to train others, but the farewell ceremony for Yan Shaojun and the other sacrificed comrades was set for today, and it's almost time to get up and prepare.

The room was quiet, there was no sound.He Lang opened Song Lin's room straight away, and sure enough, he saw a ball still huddled quietly on the bed.

For some reason, He Lang felt a little funny when he thought of Xia Hong's blustering training group of supernatural beings, and seeing this obedient mess on the bed.

The man closed the door with his hands behind his back, and approached the bed: "Song Lin, wake up."

There was no movement in the ball on the bed.He Lang bent down and tucked in the quilt, exposing the young man's face somehow.Then squatted down and looked at the sleeping face almost at eye level: "Consultant Song, Master Song, it's time to get up, wake up!"

The eyelashes of those tightly closed eyes trembled, and then finally opened slowly.

Seeing a figure in front of him, Song Lin's eyes sharpened subconsciously, but he soon relaxed because he recognized him.He Lang watched his expression changes throughout the whole process, and suddenly felt that this person was a little cute, so he said to him, "Good morning."

"...Your tone is a bit disgusting." Song Lin didn't know whether it was getting up or something else, in short, he complained in a bad tone, as if it was real.He sat up and raked his hair: "What time is it?"

"08:30, there is still one hour before the farewell ceremony, but I have to go to the scene to prepare in advance, so I called you up first." He Lang stood up, looked down at the young man, "Are you going to go early?"

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go early." Song Lin lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed, "Xia Hong told me last night that she started to lead those supernatural team members this morning..."

"Ancestor, can't you put on a coat before getting out of bed?" He Lang picked up the thick home clothes beside the bed, followed the young man and helped him put them on, "Don't you feel the temperature difference when you come out of the quilt?"

Song Lin broke away from the man's care, walked to the closet, opened the closet and began to take off his pajamas: "I'm about to change, so why should I wear a coat?"

He Lang hadn't let go of his coat before he was thrown away, and said helplessly, "Can you put the clothes by the bed before going to bed? You have to catch a cold, right?"

"Don't you think you're becoming more restrictive?" Song Lin turned his back to the man and faced the wardrobe, unbuttoning his pajamas three times and five times.The naked upper body - or the back - was displayed in front of the man's eyes, the muscular lines of the waist and back, and the healthy complexion... He Lang was a little dizzy.

"It's not that I'm being lenient, it's that I've discovered more and more of your stinking problems..." He Lang clicked his tongue, "I said, you just took off your clothes like this? Do you still remember that there are still personal?"

Song Lin picked out a thick black hoodie, put it on, and said casually, "You count too?"

"Why don't I count? Am I not considered a person?" He Lang squinted his eyes, "A person, a man watching you change clothes, you don't feel anything else?"

"How do you want to feel? Don't mention how many people I have stripped naked with in the group before, but you alone have seen me change clothes more than once." Song Lin took off his pajama pants again, and the pair of legs under the small four corners came out again. Long and straight.He found a pair of denim-style sweatpants and put them on, and turned around while zipping up: "I remember you helping me through...huh?!"

The young man was taken aback.There is no other reason, He Lang unexpectedly approached him quietly at some point, and stood in front of him right now!They were so close that when Song Lin turned back, the hand that was unzipping his trousers even hit the man's abdomen!

Song Lin basically has no defenses against He Lang now, and will not pay attention to where he is going in real time.So when I turned around, such a "wall" was suddenly in front of me, and I would still be bluffed.He subconsciously stretched out his hand to push He Lang, but was caught by He Lang who had been prepared for a long time.

"I helped you put on your clothes, and I even wiped your body, but you think it's okay now, huh?" He Lang let go of the young man's hand, helped him button his trousers, and leaned over from the closet. He took out a belt and put it on the young man, "Did you forget something?"

"Ok?"

"Play stupid with me?" The man put his hands on the young man's back in order to put on the belt, as if wrapping him in his arms, "You didn't get drunk at all on the first night of the new year, did you? You should remember everything I said right."

"What did you say?" Song Lin raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "You seem to be talking nonsense, and it's been a few days, so I don't remember much."

It's a real admission that I'm not drunk.

"It's funny, isn't it?" The man sneered, put on the belt slowly, and pulled it slowly, "Although Yuan Chengbing, Cheng Yaojin, interrupted the most important words I wanted to say, you must know that I what you want to say."

Song Lin replied leisurely: "I don't know."

"I don't know? Say it again?" He Lang pulled the two ends of Song Lin's belt, and with a clever hand, the belt pulled the young man's waist and pulled him closer. "It's because you don't know, or you don't want to remember. , or do you simply not want to hear it?"

"Are you playing tongue twisters with me early in the morning?" Song Lin raised his eyebrows, "There are still many things waiting to be done, if you only have nonsense, then shut up and get out."

"I think you're angry to get up now." The man chuckled twice, and helped him buckle the belt with his fingers nimbly, "You want to torment me because you're in a bad mood, don't you? Then if I'm caught at this time Wouldn't it be rude for you to lie to the truth."

"If you don't want to be tortured by me, don't come to put me to sleep, and don't come to wake me up."

"That can't be done. If I don't come, won't you be upside down day and night?"

"Then who are you blaming?" Song Lin lowered his eyes and said, "Is there any glue on your hand if you haven't unfastened it yet?"

"Yes." He Lang looked at the rare domineering side of the young man, a little helpless, a little funny, and a little happy, "I'll help you put on your pants, shouldn't I give you some rewards?"

"what?"

The man looks down.

When his lips were about to touch the young man's lips, the young man suddenly turned his head away.

He Lang looked at Song Lin's obvious rejection, smiled, and simply touched the side of his cheek.

The touch of thin lips is easy to touch.

Then, the man straightened up and let go, and said casually: "I was told by Xia Hong this morning, if I come to wake you up, be careful to be rubbed on the ground by you... Ugh!"

Whoo-bang!

Before the man finished speaking, Song Lin suddenly became violent!He grabbed the man's collar with both hands and pushed it back. The man fell straight back and hit the floor with a bang!This was not enough, Song Lin's knees were pushed against the man's chest, and all his strength fell on the man, almost breaking his ribs!

The whole process is smooth and smooth.

"Hiss..." He Lang honestly took this hit, but still frowned in pain, "I feel pain right now..."

"I'm afraid you don't have one." The young man half-bent down, squinting at him condescendingly, "Besides, isn't this the 'press on the ground and rubbing' package that you asked for?"

"I have it if I ask for it?" The man bears the weight of the young man. When he spoke, the vibration of the abdominal cavity was transmitted to the young man. "Then what if I ask for the 'good morning kiss and good night kiss' package every day?"

Song Lin sneered.

"Then try to see if you get beaten twice a day?"