Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

After the big Nuannan took the little Nuannan out to watch road movies, He Lanba went back to his study and began to revise Kaimolong's script.After realizing that hot topics such as homosexuality cannot pass the trial in China, Kai Molong also tried to change it. No, I will give you a story about a sickly murderer and a madman x face-blindness sufferer. The development of the perspective is completely incomprehensible to normal people's brain circuits and development. He Lanba panicked while watching. Seeing that his friend was finally murdered and thrown into the wilderness, he couldn't help calling Shen Che. Made a phone call.

"Teacher? What's the matter?"

Hearing Shen Ersheng's lively voice, He Lanba breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: "It's okay, what are you doing? Why is the noise so loud?"

"Oh, Dashou and I are racing!" Shen Che raised his voice, covering one ear with one hand.

"Drag racing with a BMW X5?" Who can beat it?Seeing himself being overtaken by an Audi R8, won't Kaimeron be so angry that his biceps are shining all the way?

"No, the BMW X5 doesn't look like a road movie," Shen Che said cheerfully, "Dashou went to the car dealership and rented a modified convertible off-road!"

He Lanba glanced at the phone: "You ask Kai Molong to answer the phone."

After a while, Shen Che's embarrassed voice came from the other end of the phone: "...he won't listen!"

He Lanba frowned: "Why didn't you listen?"

"...He said he didn't have time."

He Lanba didn't have a good face: "Tell him that I have something very important!"

"...He said he had something important, why didn't he just call him and call me?"

He Lanba wanted to kneel down to Kai Molong on the phone.

About half an hour later, He Lanba received a call from Kai Molong: "Didn't you say that you have something important to find me? Why don't you dial a second time?"

He Lanba ate instant noodles and asked, "Is drag racing fun?"

"It didn't blow you away."

"..."

"Are you eating instant noodles? I have a proposal." Kai Molong seemed to lean somewhere comfortably, with a comfortable sigh in his voice, "You talk to me now, and I will give you a gift in the next week." You make steak."

He Lanba stopped picking up the instant noodles, looked at the script he was painstakingly revising in his hand, and thought to himself, what am I doing all this for?

"It's not difficult for you, you are the screenwriter."

"Kai Molong, why do you think I value your steak so much?" He Lanba put down the script and said with a deep breath, "Okay, I'll talk to you about love, and you cook for me in a maid outfit?"

"..."

"Is it okay?" He Lanba crossed Erlang's legs confidently, "I'm going to start talking."

"Helanba, how did you promise me the day I came back? You said you loved me for so many years, and you would double the love you owed me in the future, but now you have to bargain with me on the phone to talk about love ?...Don't ask me what you want to buy, buy it yourself, just swipe my card...choose slowly, buy more..."

Kai Molong should be talking to Shen Che over there, and O'Zhelun is also humming "Incomparable" and came back lively, holding several H manga in his hand, the cover of which can blind people's eyes at a glance, He Lanba had no choice but to Walking to the balcony, he lowered his voice: "Kai Molong, what's the point of the love talk that you want to come on the condition of steak? What's more, I only let you ride once three hours ago, and you want me and you every three hours. Talking about love, tongue kissing every twelve hours, and having sex every twenty-four hours, can we still play happily if we are so tired?"

"You actually think I'm boring."

"Ah, no, no!" He Lanba was walking around on the balcony with his mobile phone in his hands, his brow was sweating anxiously, "Listen to me, I'm not tired of you, I'm..." The otaku screenwriter leaned on the railing, Reluctantly scratching the bird's nest head, looking up at the sky, "Why do I feel like I have a girlfriend..."

The other end of the phone sneered: "No wonder you still want me to wear a maid outfit."

"..."

"I wear."

He Lanba's eyes widened and he thought he had gone to another channel: "Hello?"

"I want you to talk to me right now until I get an erection."

He Lanba was so shocked by the irresistible voice next to his ear that he couldn't speak for a while.

So like this, when Little Heavenly King was watching H manga with great interest on the second floor, He Lanba also had the same manga open on his computer, and he read to Kai Molong all the nasty and disgusting lines of Gong Shou on the bed One time, of course, he read the selected lines. He looked at the time, and it has been 10 minutes. He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and remembered something: "Kai Molong, I'll just interject, Shen What about Che?"

"Don't interrupt, or I will take Shen Che to the SM club."

Alright... He Lanba broke the boat and turned to a new chapter, staring at the shameful sentence on the screen, took a deep breath, and finally whispered it out in a low voice.Don't try to renege on the promise of a maid pretending to be a maid!

When Shen Che came back at night, what did He Lanba think? He felt that his expression was wrong, and he coughed and asked tentatively, "Where did you go today?"

The curly-haired youth yawned tiredly, but was provoked by this question: "The big hand took me to a Harley club, and I heard many old Harley riders talk about their road riding before, and I even rode it myself. What about Harley, teacher, you don’t want to stay at home anymore. I told Dashou that you often shut yourself in the room to shoot slates. He said that if you need it, he can take you out to find inspiration, right? big hand!"

He Lanba looked back sadly at Kaimolong, who was drinking Coke as if nothing had happened, and then glanced at the golden-haired young man who patted him on the shoulder sincerely to encourage him, and really wanted to help his forehead. Shen Er, can you please? Keep your eyes open!He almost took you to the SM club!If I hadn't sacrificed my integrity, you would have turned from a golden retriever into a pitbull!

"I'm afraid I don't have that much time." Kai Molong walked over and sat down with a resigned expression on his face, took out his mobile phone to check the schedule, then turned his head and patted He Lanba on the shoulder, "But Xiao Lan, if you need You can call me in advance, and I will take you out when I am free."

He Lanba saw himself standing up from the sofa and rushing to fight. He Lanjin hugged him behind him, "Forget it, don't care about the guy with the necrosis of the trigeminal nerve."

O'Zhelun, who was in the bathroom with a large size, also rushed out of the toilet after hearing the words: "Really? Can big hands take me to drag racing? My mood is inexplicably depressed recently!"

Helan Baxin said that you are depressed enough to watch H manga, you are depressed enough, look at it again, isn't that the manga he read to Kai Molong this afternoon.This manga must not fall into the hands of Kai Molong, if it is discovered that he read the lines, the maid Kai will have nothing to read!

O'Zhelun sat next to Kai Molong and danced about his depression, the manga in his hand was flying up and down, and He Lanba's eyes almost went straight.

While listening to O'Zhelun complaining about the inhumanity of the company, Kai Molong drank coke and paid attention to Helanba's erratic eyes, thinking that the other party was flirting with him, only to find out otherwise upon closer inspection.

Realizing that the target of Helan Ba's flickering gaze was actually the manga in O'Zhelun's hand, Kai Molong frowned and straightened his back, regardless of O'Zhelun's passionate complaint, he asked in a deep voice: "What is that?"

O'Zhelun's hand froze, as if he realized that he was holding a high-end manga in his hand, which was completely inconsistent with his idol status and his depressed mood. Obviously, he didn't want his image to collapse so much Quickly, I subconsciously hid the book behind my back.

Kai Molong narrowed his eyes and became serious: "Let me read the manga."

Boom, such a big hand is scary!Ou Tianwang was startled, and He Lanba quickly pulled the manga from behind him.

Kaimo Long stood up awkwardly, with his long legs straddling the coffee table to block He Lanba: "Give me the book!"

Relying on the skills of a point guard many years ago, He Lanba threw the book to O'Zhelun. It was a matter of his innocence. Mo Long kicked the armchair over.

O'Zhelun held the book and looked up at Cameron who was violently lifting his long legs, and swallowed twice.

He Lanba raised his hand high and asked for the ball opposite the sofa area: "Ou Shikai! PASS!"

The nervous Ou Tianwang closed his eyes and yelled, throwing the book with both hands, Kai Molong stretched out his arms to catch the book, He Lanba quickly threw Brother Teddy over, and Teddy jumped right on Kaimo On Long's arm, when Kai Molong subconsciously caught Brother Teddy, He Lanba had already got the book in his hand, he looked left and right, the only way right now was to throw the book off the balcony.

Of course, this attempt couldn't escape Kai Molong's eyes. He put Mr. Teddy on the sofa, folded his arms and looked at He Lanba, then looked back at the balcony behind him, raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Have you ever missed me?"

He Lanba shook the manga in his hand: "Is it impossible? I still taught you basketball."

O' Zhelun lay on the back of the sofa and looked left and right: "Big hands, your basketball was taught by He Lan?"

"of course not."

"of course."

The two voices spoke in unison.

He Lan smiled domineeringly: "Okay, let's see who is better at our game."

Seeing Helan Ba ​​raised his arm abruptly on the sofa, O'Zhelun thought to himself, is he going to shoot a three-pointer? !such a long distance...

He Lanba pointed at the direction of the balcony and sank his wrist, Kaimolong turned his head subconsciously, it is impossible for the book to fall out of the balcony from such a long distance...

He didn't see the manga falling on the balcony, but he saw the back of He Lanba flashing past him.

He Lanba successfully passed Kaimolong with a fake three-pointer to reach the balcony, and then threw the book towards the ball frame in the void with a perfect three-pointer. His expression couldn't be more frenzied: "Goodbye Right—"My Sweetheart Senior"!!"

The attack in H flew up and down, He Lanba quickly withdrew his hand and patted it, and when he turned his head and saw Kai Molong leaning against the balcony door, O'Zhelun cosplayed a forehead that he often used.

"Is the name "My Sweetheart Senior"?" Kai Molong nodded in satisfaction, turned and went back to the room.

He Lanba stood on the balcony with his mouth wide open, and O'Zhelun rushed over to punch and kick him: "Do you only have brains in your head?!!"

At exactly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the mysterious handsome man who was riding a sea soul heavy machine and waiting for the red light at the intersection downstairs of Danmei Building was hit by a comic that fell from the sky.

The handsome rider grabbed the book of falling objects from the head of the helmet, and impatiently "snapped" off the windshield, and then saw the unsightly H scene in this vulgar BL comic, and pouted in disgust. The book was thrown on the ground: "Dead gay!"

The wheels of the sea soul heavy machine ruthlessly ran over the climaxing attack.

At midnight, the lights in the living room of Block A 20-3 went out, and everything died down, leaving only a curly-haired young man sleeping soundly on the sofa in the darkness.He had an aggrieved dream. In the dream, there was a hearty and regular basketball game, but the strange thing was that he could only be on the bench. He pointed to Odgeron, who was playing like shit on the court, and turned his head towards The coach protested: "Why can he get on but I can't?!"

"Because you're dead gay." A deep magnetic voice sounded somewhat familiar in the darkness.

Shen Che blinked and became angry: "Damn! I'm not gay!!"

"Dead gay."

"Am I not gay?!"

"Dead gay."

"Where am I gay?!"

The author has something to say:

"My Sweetheart Senior" thanks to a girl in the group for kindly providing it!

OK!The episode also ended successfully!In fact, the purpose of this episode is to tell everyone that for an author with a big brain hole, it is not a problem to combine two styles of painting hahaha, thank you for your support all the time, you are all cute Cute!

Seeing that many girls want me to write An Jiamian's story, it's not that I can't write it, but if I write it, it may be a completely different style of painting, such as the dark series... Most readers still hope that no matter which pair of CP they write , let’s continue the actor’s silly, white and sweet style, but that’s impossible, so it’s better to give up.

The next one is the post-apocalyptic novel that I almost forgot the outline after such a long time, my beloved Queen Gong and Bingshan Shou, here I come~~