Wife Rules

The type with the axis of death there, during this period, he actually held back and didn't touch Ling Mao, at most he only kissed his mouth and nipples, and didn't even touch Xiao Mao'er.

It lasted until the player meeting, and Ling Hao really felt that his condition was much better, so it is not nonsense to say that life lies in sports!

The meeting was at nine o'clock in the morning, Ling Mao and Jiang Jincheng encountered a traffic jam on the road, and arrived ten minutes late.There were a lot of people in the hall, and from time to time, a game character walked past him.

Jiang Jincheng glanced over those cosplayers, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Ling Mao rubbed his head, thinking it was absurd that he didn't have their contact number at all.As for the master... Ling Mao thinks it's better to forget it, and he rarely sees the master using a mobile phone.

As a result, other people are calling to find relatives and friends, or finding them and walking around.He and the master didn't know what to do.

But soon, he and the Great God didn't have to think so much.Most of the players are neither good nor bad, and there are not no girls who dress up more handsomely, and boys who are more handsome.But Ling Mao and Jiang Jincheng stopped there, and not long after, many people stood still and rolled their eyes.

And this group of people was not afraid of the aura of the great god, and took out their mobile phones to take random pictures.

"Great God, give me your phone." Ling Mao watched the behavior of this group of people and used the advantage of the Great God's figure to block a part of himself.

Jiang Jincheng took out the mobile phone from his pocket and gave it to him. Ling Mao looked at it and said, tsk tsk, it is indeed a fighter among the rich and handsome. This mobile phone... well, it is just a smart phone that ordinary people can buy by biting their teeth.

This is enough.

Ling Mao opened the webpage and immediately downloaded YY, and then logged into the account.At first glance, Cixin Wuhen and the others really have a number.

"Where are you?" Ling Mao sent a message.

After a while, there was no response.Ling Mao wanted to return the phone.

At this moment, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old ran up from the growing crowd, with big eyes and round face, she looked at Ling Mao and Dashen with a smile: "Are you a couple? What district and what's your name?" -"

Ling Mao felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he took a serious look at the young girl's clean appearance.

"It's sunny to dry the quilt." Jiang Jincheng's words silenced the girl.His profession allows him to have an extremely high resolution of anyone's appearance and voice.

Xia Qing looked at Jiang Jincheng in disbelief, and then at Ling Mao.Suddenly, he turned around and plunged into the crowd.

After a while, he rushed over with a few people, his face was flushed, his eyes were bright, he pointed at Ling Mao and Dashen and waved his hands: "It must be them!"

Kong Cilu blinked her eyes in disbelief, finding it hard to believe that the shemale and the perverted murderer were the pair in front of her.

Ling Mao took out his mobile phone with a blank face, turned on YY, which was still hot after downloading, and sent them a message each again.

At this moment, one of the people on the opposite side touched his pants pocket and took out his mobile phone to take a look.Then he glanced at Ling Mao's mobile phone in his hand again, and after another glance, he sighed, "Ci'ao!"

……

Except for Sunny who was drying the quilt and Rainy who was collecting clothes, they were just freshmen, Ci Xin Wuhen was a graduate student, and the others were working parties—including Ling Mao.

Autumn Wind Sweeping Leaves is a tall and thin elite with glasses, and looks very gentle.I can't think of the wretched monk in the game at all.Mu Tui Yulin and Ci Xin Wuhen had already succeeded in running. Mu Tui Yulin looked similar to a college student, still very young, but Ci Xin Wuhen had a hot body and proper makeup.He didn't come while taking off his pants. It is said that his parents watched him closely and couldn't come out—this is a high school student, a cousin of Compassionate Wuhen.

In a group of people, except for Compassionate Wuhen who will make people's eyes shine when pulled out, they are actually ordinary.When they saw Compassion Without Trace, Tianqing was drying the quilt and Rain was collecting the clothes. They showed "color", and they really went to rub their chests successfully.Now when everyone sees Ling Hao and Dashen, they just want to say: Damn, why didn't these two guys get a photo in the first place!

After some introductions and acquaintances, there was an eerie silence.

Ling Mao is a habitual communication barrier, even if he is fine in playing jokes in the game, but he just can't get acquainted all at once in real life.As for the great god, he didn't talk much, and his momentum was still strong.This caused several girls to dare not speak, and Mu Ruiyu Lin didn't talk much. Seeing the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, he turned out to be a normal person...

As a result, the cold scene was more terrifying than the weather outside.

035. He is the mission of my life

In the end, it was Ci Xin Wuhen's suggestion, and they went outside to find a teahouse and asked for a private room.Unlike girls, they can have an extremely deep communication with a TV character, and they can also talk about hair to shoes. Men generally rely on nonsense to get closer.The problem is, among this bunch of men, none of them really know how to talk nonsense.

After getting acquainted with the girls, they let go. The twins showed great interest in Ling Mao and Jiang Jincheng.

Under the barrage of questions from the two of them, Ling Mao's mouth was also pried open, and he answered each question seriously.But then the direction of the problem became more and more strange, such as:

"Are you and the Great God really together?"

Ling Mao glanced at Jiang Jincheng who was sitting next to him, and replaced the sentence in his mouth with "Yes."

"Look at the physical fitness of the Great God, don't you have very explosive muscles?"

Whether his muscles are bursting or not has anything to do with you, Ling Mao felt sour in his heart, but he still nodded.

"Wow——" The two girls were very excited, their faces were flushed, and they glanced at the strong legs of the great god who was sitting upright, wrapped in a pair of slacks, and sneaked up to Ling Mao's ear and asked: "Then you two must Have you done it?"

Ling Hao couldn't help but leaned back a little, hearing the two girls' questions clearly, his ears couldn't help turning red, but his face remained expressionless: "This is our private matter, we don't want to tell you."

The two girls laughed wildly, and from Ling Mao's reaction, they could guess the answer they wanted to know.

Ling Mao was so ashamed that he drank too much tea and quickly found an excuse to pee.

Just as Ling Mao stepped out of the door, Jiang Jincheng also stood up.

He wouldn't do something like embarrassing two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, but said in a non-trivial way: "He is ashamed, you make such troubles with him that I can't eat at night."

He said this silently, but everyone present heard it.The two girls didn't know why, the heat on their faces faded, and their hearts trembled.

Jiang Jincheng ignored them, stepped on Ling Mao's heels and went to the toilet together.

Ling Mao had to be especially careful when he went to the bathroom. It was obvious that there was a fluffy tail hidden in his trousers, so he was wearing a long windbreaker. When he went to the bathroom, he would unbutton the windbreaker and cover it up slightly. Covering his lower body carefully, so as not to be noticed by his uncoordinated legs.

Of course, this is also a manifestation of a guilty conscience.Who would be bored looking at other people's legs when they go to the bathroom, at most they just glance at the place where the other person is discharging the flood, comment on the color and luster, and secretly compare the size with their own.

Just as Ling Mao unbuttoned his windbreaker and unzipped his trousers, there was a sudden pull on his back.After a whirlwind, he was thrown into the toilet cubicle.

Ling Mao was nervous, and he almost pinched himself with Xiao Mao'er's hand while he was picking it out.

The chest and arms can have such hardness, can have such obvious ups and downs of muscles, coupled with the familiar feeling, Ling Mao didn't foolishly ask who it was.

Jiang Jincheng sat on the toilet seat, holding Ling Mao in his arms.Help him pull out the little Maoer and the tail, the action is impatient and even a bit rude.

Ling Hao couldn't help twisting his waist to avoid the action of the Great God: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jincheng skillfully put his mouth on his ear, spraying hot air mixed with moist desire into Ling Mao's ear canal: "What are you talking about?"

As he said that, he twisted Ling Mao's cat tail around his little Mao'er viciously, and moved his fingers nimbly.The hair, which was neither soft nor hard, rubbed against the deadliest part of the man, Ling Mao, who hadn't paid attention to it because of nervousness, suddenly felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, his lower abdomen convulsed and convulsed.

"You..." Ling Mao's voice changed, but he heard someone coming in from the toilet, choked by his throat.

The more nervous he was sweating, the more ferociously Jiang Jincheng's hand stimulated him.

When Ling Maoshuang walked out of the toilet with limp legs and returned to the tea room, he felt that everyone looked at him with clear eyes—it took him so long to go to the toilet, something must have happened.

So, Ling Mao, who was finally pried open, was silent again until the end of the meeting.

036. He is the mission of my life

When the accident happened, they were on their way back.

Ling Mao was still suffocated, sitting in the back seat alone looking at today's spoils.Just when I found a large bag of things that the Great God bought, when I was about to open it, the car shook violently.

"Lie back and don't move!"

The master turned his hand and slammed Ling Mao's head down, and then the expensive car under him showed excellent performance commensurate with its price on the spot.

Jiang Jincheng frowned resolutely, thinking that the car had no other advantages beyond its speed.If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have asked his brother to bring the car over. It wasn't safe at all.

Ling Hao bent down on the chair with his ears stuck out, listening to the sound of bullets hitting the road outside, his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

Although I really want to say something exciting, but forgive him as an otaku who really doesn't have the courage.

When the car flicked, Ling Mao felt that his