Xiao Lang Jing

Zhao Meng regretted it, he shouldn't have wanted to eat that bowl of Mala Tang.The snack street in Hepingqiao was originally his territory. He has been in the street for almost five years, and surprise inspections are carried out once every three months. Waking up with a stomach ache on the bed sheet that had just experienced the great harmony of life in the universe, he became the first idiot to take a shit on the toilet when he spent the night at a date's house for the first time.

Although the gastrointestinal tract is experiencing a battle between humans and gods, Zhao Meng is still very satisfied with last night.He tried the latest software for the first time, and spent the whole afternoon swiping left and right in the office. He didn't have much hope at first, but the system matched him with a clean and beautiful young man.

The young man is the cutest person Zhao Meng has ever seen on the bed.The voice is soft, the touch is flexible, and the emotion is bold, but it can also be shy, and it has a special style when it blushes.It was the first time to meet someone like this, and Zhao Meng felt like he had won a 500 million prize.

The young man's ID in the software is Fei Bailang, his profile picture is wearing the simplest white T-shirt, and his temperament is bright like a college student.Zhao Meng likes this kind of people who have a contrast between the bed and the bed. He smacked the young man's provocative meowing like a kitten, and gave him a new name in his heart, Xiaolangjing.

Xiaolangjing's home is very good, even the toilet is good, covered with lake blue mosaic wall tiles with gradient design.Zhao Meng is not a veteran of dating, but as a bachelor in his thirties, he still has basic adult common sense. He hooks up people in the software, usually directly reports the hotel room number, and there are not many people who come up and take people back to their homes. See, Xiao Langjing didn't pretend to be polite to him, she didn't come in to drink tea and talk about life, she went straight to the topic and hugged her, and then entered the master bedroom. down to earth.Zhao Meng likes Xiaolangjing's cute and quiet posture. When he was smoking after the event, he took a sneak shot with his mobile phone without anyone's consent, and he was taking it out to watch and enjoy.

He didn't expect the toilet door to open.At six o'clock in the morning, Xiao Langjing, who had been tossing around for several hours and hadn't slept, poked out a face from the crack of the door with a disheveled hair, and what he saw was the picture of Zhao Meng squatting on the toilet with an unshaven beard and staring at the phone obsessively.The photo that occupies the entire screen is facing the key parts of the man's high-spirited hair in the morning. In this situation, it would be fine if he was masturbating on the screen, but Zhao Meng is shitting, so he can't die. Plop.

Xiao Langjing didn't speak, and Zhao Meng wanted to commit suicide.

In the end, it was Xiao Langjing who nodded on his shoulder, and then pointed to the shower room next to the toilet, which was separated from wet and dry.

"I have to go to the company before eight o'clock in the morning, and I have to take a shower. I'm afraid I won't have enough time to wait for you... How about you move your legs?"

Zhao Meng understood, what Xiaolangjing meant was that he had to use this toilet now, he was only in charge of taking a shower, and he could continue by himself.

But who can continue at this time? !

How could he think of having a date on a Friday night and someone going to work early the next morning?How could he have thought that this person had the habit of taking a shower before going out in the morning?

But Xiaolangjing had already started to lift his legs to go in. Zhao Meng saw the little white leg stretched forward, and he was very clever. He quickly stood on tiptoe like a ballet dancer, and let the thin young man into the shower room.

There was a sound of water, separated by a glass door, and in the mist, you could vaguely see Xiao Langjing's beautiful collarbone and the ambiguous marks on her back. It still looks so cute, the more you look at it, the more you like it.As if aware of Zhao Meng's gaze, the young man who was taking a bath turned around. Zhao Meng felt guilty and turned his buttocks to press the flush button quickly, pretending to get up.As a result, the whole bathroom shared a water inlet pipe, Zhao Meng’s buttocks slammed, the shower head in the glass door went out, the water flow suddenly stopped, and the little wave spirit covered in foam sighed faintly in the silence of the morning Come on.

Zhao Meng felt that the calculation was over for him now.

Presumably his life has always been like this: he applied for the police academy when he was eighteen, but failed.He thought about joining the army, but after a year of training, his father had a heart attack and was hospitalized, leaving behind his second younger sister and third younger brother who were about to take the high school entrance examination, and a field of farm work left unattended.Zhao Meng then applied to be discharged from the army and went back to the countryside to help his family take care of the chicken farm. After raising chickens for half a year, his father finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and hit the bird flu again.After the family finally got through and settled down, Zhao Meng went to the provincial capital and met the police recruiting, and he was lucky enough to be an auxiliary policeman. Later, by accident, he came across a case and made a third-class meritorious service. The organization gave him a chance , He himself passed the exam to get into the establishment.There was an iron rice bowl in the city, and the family told Zhang Luo that the matchmaker wanted to settle down in the provincial capital and find someone to live a life so as to continue the incense of the old Zhao family, but he suddenly found that he actually liked men.

To sum it up, looking back at his 35 and a half years of life, it's almost always like this. Every time he thinks things will turn around, he has to follow suit.Later, he went to a fortune teller under the flyover to read it himself. The fortune teller was also evil, saying that he had neither good luck nor karma in his life. Looking for the reason in this life, if you insist on it, you can only say that you are guilty of your own fate, and you will not be able to live a good life, and there is no solution.

Ma Chao from the Hepingqiao West Police Station is on duty this weekend. The whole area has been relatively peaceful recently. He took a detour in the morning to buy some pancakes and fruit. The door opened more than a quarter of an hour late. When he entered the house, he found Zhao Mengzhan stretched out and playing on the computer in the police station. Er was playing FreeCell, as if he hadn't slept all night, he was babbling, and he didn't even hear him say hello.

Ma Chao thought to himself, Brother Meng felt bitter, good guy, the People's Police, you are working too hard.He has been in Hepingqiao West for two years, and he has never seen Zhao Meng go back to his hometown except for the Chinese New Year. It is said that his family is forcing him to get married. Zhao Meng is almost 36, and there is no sign of his girlfriend. He is still in the migrant community. Rent a house to live in, and the two families share a toilet.Now I even work overtime in the office on weekends. I am afraid that the pressure is so great that I can only focus on serving the people.

Little did he know that Zhao Meng was far less sentimental than he imagined.He just felt a little pity.

This is the world of older gays. The young ones can play, but they have to face the most practical middle-aged crisis--the parents are old and the heart is weak, the career development is not up and down, the city can't stand firm, and the hometown can't get rid of favors. , I absolutely dare not come out of the closet on impulse.How hard is it to find a suitable bed partner for this kind of group? What did you say about the paragraph I saw on Weibo last time?That is to find a vending machine in the desert!

Xiao Langjing is such a good young man. He did such a shameful thing in other people's house. Before going out in the morning, he stuffed a 7-11 sandwich into his hand. If Zhao Meng is shameless, he really wants to ask someone for a WeChat What's the follow-up and then develop it.He doesn't expect to play with friends anymore, he can tell that Xiao Langjing is good-looking and has good financial conditions, so he is not good enough for others.But he is in good health, full of anger, and his serving skills are not bad. Judging from Xiao Langjing's reaction last night, Zhao Meng is still very confident.If this can be pleasing to each other, there will be a lot of warmth in the world if there is a fixed gun in the future.

Too bad it was all ruined by a fucking shit.

Ma Chao finished eating the pancakes in his hand, hid aside and watched Zhao Meng's uncertain face, and was about to turn out the jokes he saw on Weibo yesterday from his mobile phone and show him to him Lehelehe, the number of the police office It rang.

Zhao Meng's eyes passed over. He watched Ma Chao finish answering the phone, watched him take the police car keys from the drawer, and watched him take his hat off the wall to open the door. Then Shi Shiran stood up and pretended to give him a casual look. wave:

"Xiao Chaozi, call the police, I happen to be fine, and I'm with you!"

Ma Chao had already stepped half a foot out of the threshold, he was stunned when he heard this, his face contorted in pain.

Zhao Meng is a good policeman, but he is well-known in all over the world, and no one wants to go out with him.He was retired from the army. He is 1.8 meters tall and has fleshy muscles. His face was tanned in the fields, and his lines were naturally tough. When the person was sent to the office, the contact information of his parents had not been asked, and when he saw Zhao Meng, he burst into tears, and several young policewomen failed to comfort him, as if he had met a kidnapper.I went out to the police with him, but I was always complained by the police, and I don’t know how many times the spiritual civilization award would go to waste.

Seeing Zhao Meng blinking his eyes and not speaking, Ma Chao knew that he was going to pretend to be stupid to the end, and his shoulders slumped to give up the driver's seat.

"Brother Meng, I know that you love work, but I beg you, can you stop putting on a bad face for a while, I'm a moonshine——!"

No matter how much Zhao Meng talked to him, he just wanted something to distract him, snorted, snatched the car keys, and stuffed Ma Chao's uniform into the car by the back collar of Ma Chao's uniform like a chick.

Chaotianmen is located in the southwest of Heping Bridge West, a main commercial road about two stops long, with a subway entrance and several modern office buildings, all of which are included in their area.The burglary that Ma Chao received the report this morning was on the eleventh floor of the office building, a design office.The person in charge was waiting at the door. Zhao Meng and the others introduced the basic situation as soon as they arrived: the firm is currently preparing to bid for an important project, and the main people involved in the bidding also worked overtime at the company on weekends. The young man discovered that a suspicious person appeared in the project director's office, and when he was caught, the Apple laptop on the table had been picked up into the backpack.

The suspect insisted that he was just a part-time credit card seller, and that he just went into the office area and saw no one was fascinated by money when he picked up the laptop.The design company felt that it was a sensitive period, and the possibility of commercial espionage sent by the bidding opponent to steal data could not be ruled out. To be on the safe side, they could only call the police.

Ma Chao took out his notebook to make simple records. Zhao Meng said hello to him and was about to go to the director's office at the first scene to chat with the person concerned. As soon as he entered the door, he met an elegant young man in a suit and leather shoes leaning on the bookcase and swiping his phone.

Zhao Meng took a look and was dumbfounded.

The young man in his early twenties had a really good-looking face, with a blushing red and white face, exactly the same as the photo he secretly took.

Zhao Meng took another look, and met the young man's eyes.

Damn, it's not a dream, it's really a little wave spirit!