little general

Like trousers, like a machine gun, he scolded for half an hour without repeating the same sentence, but after all, he and Bai Lang were friends and neighbors who had let go of each other for thousands of years, and finally tired of cursing, he coughed awkwardly, "Then what... you Is the injury serious?"

Bai Lang nodded silently, not angry at all—the scolding was too fast, before he could realize what the meaning of this sentence was, the next sentence was stuffed into his ears again, so Han Gu scolded him that he never Don't get angry -- there's no way to get angry.

Han Gu has long been used to his deadly character of being unable to beat a fart with three sticks, and knocked on the table irritably, "Wood, I can help you, but you have to apologize to me, we have been brothers for so many years, my mother Respect to the Wolf King on the top of the mountain, you are good, hit me if you want to hit me. If I am wrong, you can’t correct me? Can you give me a good fuck without covering my face?! According to the current words, my father Mom hasn’t hit me yet!! Even if you are my parents and I am an adult, why would you hit me!!”

"..."

Although he didn't quite understand what Han Gu said, Bai Lang kept silent.Han Gu muttered for a while, then dragged Bai Lang's hair into the back room.

"I'm just soft-hearted!!" He said, "Where can I find such a good person!! I'm fucking soft-hearted!! I'm so mad!!"

Although he scolded, he was absolutely unambiguous in his actions.He has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He has a good heart but a bad mouth.

Half an hour later, a tall and handsome man waved at the shopkeeper with a wooden face, and the shopkeeper turned his head, "Go away, damn it, I'm sick of seeing you."

13

After hastily saying goodbye to his long-lost friend, Bai Lang walked slowly down the street with his hands in his pockets, enjoying the long-lost post-dinner walk that would not be disturbed by other people's screams.

Han Gu's wolf form is slightly smaller than him, so he is respected as the wolf king-there are only two wolf demons on that mountain who can transform into forms, and the rest are children. Could it be that Han Gu can still call those children kings? ?But even so, Han Gu's height was not much different from him in human form, and his figure was also similar, so he took a set of Han Gu's clothes very logically.

Bai Lang tugged at the collar curiously. It was the first time he wore such clothes, and it felt very fresh.The tailoring of this kind of clothes is simpler than before and is more suitable for activities, but it is not as gorgeous as before, and it is impossible to tell what kind of material it is made of.Everyone here seems to be wearing this kind of clothes, presumably this kind of clothes is not a rare thing, but he only took this one, Han Gu was so angry that he jumped up and said, what is it... Ming Pai?

Bai Lang thought about it for a while, and the scene of Han Gu pulling his hair and yelling at him immediately came to mind, "It's a famous brand!! Famous brand!! Throw me the ghost card in your mind!! Don't insult famous brand !!" Then he opened the drawer, took out a few pieces of pink paper and shook them vigorously at him, "Do you understand that you need more than a dozen of these things?!... It's not a ghost card, it's a famous card. name!!"

famous brand?

A brand with a name?

Bai Lang calmly put on a dull face and pretended to be deep, but in fact he was still at a loss. Han Gu threw the piece of paper on him bitterly, and said through gritted teeth, "No expression, no expression, no expression, I'll fuck you and pretend to be a fart." You don’t know this thing, what are you doing here?! Shame?!”

Obviously, he looked too angry to care about others.

Bai Lang was so dizzy from being scolded that he had to tug on his clothes uncomfortably—could it be that Han Gu was still quarreling and felt distressed even to send a piece of clothing?

Han Gu... After hundreds of years, you have become so stingy.

Bai Lang sighed silently, trying to think of a way to get back together with his not very bright mind, while still walking leisurely.

Cars passed by Bai Lang quickly one by one.

He lowered his head, and the sound of trumpets kept ringing in his ears. He thought that someone might welcome the bride—but the hired people were really bad, and the suona was playing in a chaotic tune—unaware that he had violated the traffic rules. .

Many drivers slammed on the brakes and stopped, sticking out their heads and scolding Bai Lang who was strolling leisurely in the middle of the road.The sound of brakes and horns became one.

This is a third-tier city, and the roads are not wide enough, so cars were jammed in just a few minutes.Bai Lang still doesn't understand why, so he just imitates the literati's sorrow for the spring and the autumn - alas, even Han Gu has learned to be stingy.

People on the side of the road whispered and whispered, thinking that the mentally ill had escaped from the mental hospital, and someone had already taken out his mobile phone and planned to call the police.

"But, there are still mentally ill people who are so mentally handsome?" A little girl with a flushed face thought secretly, and took a sneak peek at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang's figure is very masculine, with broad shoulders and long legs. Even if he is covered by clothes, he can still exude a masculine aura.The girl couldn't help blushing and heart beating, Bai Lang felt his gaze and looked over, so the girl hurriedly lowered her head, thinking, "He looks normal."

However, a lunatic wouldn't write the word "crazy" on his face.

Everyone understands this truth, so no one dares to go forward and ask, life is more important than anything else, who knows if there is a knife hidden behind this handsome man.

Han Gu didn’t give him the wrong nickname, Wood Wood, he is really as dull as Wood, and when he realized that everyone was pointing at him, his first reaction was not “I did something wrong ” but “Isn’t this dress really a rich item?”

But neither.

Really puzzled, Bai Lang was stunned in a daze - he hadn't been out for a long time, human beings have become too strange, he doesn't understand anything now.Fortunately, the advantage of being dumb is being calm. Bai Lang has a calm heart. He looked around and found that everyone seemed to be malicious. They shrugged and came leisurely, so they left leisurely.

He felt that he had been out for a long time, and that He Qiu might be about to go back, so he returned to He Qiu's house, secretly hid the clothes he took off under the bed, and turned back into a wolf.

If Han Gu knew that Bai Lang had thrown his Fair Whale under the bed like a roll of pickles—although Bai Lang actually folded it seriously—he would definitely go mad with anger.

"Next time," Bai Lang lay back on his bed, thinking silently, "We must keep up with He Qiu, and it is best to be able to say a few words in human form."

His request is very simple, even if he is not married in Liu Qing's life, a few words can appease him.

He hadn't spoken to Liu Qing for a long time.

Liu Qing's body was blocked, Bai Lang originally had a very sensitive sense of smell, but that ability was simply powerless in front of this kind of obstacle.He needs to run around all year round to find Liu Qing's trace, and when he found Liu Qing in previous lives, Liu Qing had already tied the knot with others.

Marriage is a matter of joy and sorrow.Life is full of hardships, and Bai Lang is most afraid of not getting what he wants. The feeling of putting his heart in the fire can only be understood by those who have experienced it.

To put it bluntly, it's just jealousy.

He hoped that Liu Qing would be happy, so he would not do anything to destroy other people's feelings, but the pain went deep into his bones and burned his heart all the time, so he didn't show up anymore, only followed Liu Qing secretly, grabbing some talent from time to time Bao lost at the gate of Liu Qing's house.

Most of those natural and earthly treasures are panaceas that only take a hundred years to mature, and some of them are almost mature.He heard that these things can prolong life, so he desperately wanted to snatch them from other spirits.

How many times he was dying of anger, but there are fewer and fewer monsters on Lanshan, his home, and everyone is afraid of him, for fear that Bai Lang will make his mind on himself one day. Who cares whether he is getting weaker or weaker?

In other words, it would be best if he died, and it would be over once and for all.

According to other spirits and monsters, there is a wolf demon on Lanshan Mountain, and that wolf demon is probably crazy, poor, or greedy.

He always put down the elixir staggeringly, then limped away and hid.

He accompanied Liu Qing, sometimes lying on the outside of Liu Qing's house wall, listening to Liu Qing's soft words to others, but after so many years, Bai Lang never climbed over that wall, took a look at that person, Not even in wolf form.

He was really afraid to see Liu Qing showing his loving expression towards others.

It was too cruel for him.

But Liu Qing will not live long, no matter how many elixir he brings, no matter how much his lover—sometimes his wife, sometimes his husband—loves him and loves him so much.

And in this life, he finally found Liu Qing before Liu Qing found his own marriage.

Bai Lang licked his paws, thinking, maybe it was God who finally showed mercy and stopped torturing him.

14

He Qiu has a little trouble recently.

The work is very easy, and the salary is indeed as generous as his aunt said—of course, that is on the premise that he does not give half of it to his aunt.But because of that family's introduction, he took on a few more jobs as tutors for children. In any case, he does have a little more money now, the food at home is much richer, and the handsome man is obviously healthy. As wilted as when he first brought it home.

However, one thing was solved, and another headache appeared.

He found that he seemed to be being followed.

He wasn't sure at first, since he was a man after all, and his family was poor.penniless.However, the feeling of being stared at by someone is too vivid, just like now, he can see the dark shadow of that person through the floor-to-ceiling windows when he passes by some shops with slightly more elaborate decoration.

It should be a man.

He Qiu squinted his eyes and quickened his pace calmly.

From the shadow on the window, it is estimated that the person is likely to be over 1.8 meters [-] in height, and he is by no means a weak teenager.

It's not surprising, after being a scumbag for a long time, there will always be one or two people who hold a grudge.He Qiu took a deep breath