Mr Cheng

Mr. Cheng has followed a lot of cute pet bloggers recently, unlocking the new fun of cloud sucking cats.

One day, he watched a short video of a little raccoon cat being licked by a black cat. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Until Mr. Li called him Huahua, Mr. Cheng suddenly realized.

Then, the whole person was about to explode.

Lick!

Mr. Lee...?

With the mood of discovering the new world, Mr. Cheng forwarded the 30-second video to Mr. Li.

After less than half a minute, Mr. Li replied: "Man, what are you expecting."

Fearing that his tone was too domineering, Mr. Li sent another emoji of rubbing the cat's head at the speed of light.

Mr. Cheng smiled with his mobile phone in his arms, like a hamster finding a huge melon seed.

Mr. Li replied in seconds!yeah!

Since then, Mr. Cheng has been more actively exploring the online ocean, actively exploring things he had never learned before, and also strayed into various messy forums and dating software.

Leaving aside these, the strange knowledge has gradually increased a lot.

Mr. Cheng, who longs for knowledge and has gradually resumed a close chat with Mr. Li, has experienced for a long time how reality is sweeter than dreams.

He made an appointment with Mr. Li to eat, drink, and go shopping in a clothing store on Saturday. Mr. Li also agreed very happily, just like his closest sister Tao.

Mr. Cheng drove a little donkey all the way, wondering if it would be better to buy a car if he encountered the situation of picking up Mr. Li in the future.

When we arrived at the first floor of the shopping mall, there were many people eating melons in the open space in the center. Mr. Cheng heard the most familiar voice after a long distance.

The voice like ice balls, the air pressure is extremely low, and the attitude towards the enemy is very bad. It has scared and cried several children in the arms of the onlookers.

Mr. Li is entangled with someone, and that person has turned Mr. Li into a tyrannosaur.

In front of the doubtful mood, Mr. Cheng felt sore in his chest.

I'm not even willing to make Mr. Li so angry, which bastard did it?

Don't worry, I heard that Mr. Li has never lost in sparring with others, and when he scolded Mr. Cheng that day, it was only the mode of one, gently brushing his face.

The onlookers in front suddenly shouted in fright: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't do it!"

Mr. Cheng was so frightened that he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, and he really saw Mr. Li being made things difficult for him.

Mr. Cheng went up in a second, and played on behalf of him with one key, so that he in the work mode got on the tuba and switched to the white lotus mode, trying to fool him away.

The man didn't give up, he wanted to beat up Mr. Cheng who suddenly rushed out to help.

Mr. Cheng had no choice but to use a beautiful Aikido posture, with great amplitude, and feinted with the opponent a few times, and finally escaped danger. The man ran away cursing and trotting away without even looking back.

Mr. Cheng won the battle, turned his head and couldn't help crying to Mr. Li: "His fist is only one-tenth of a millimeter away from me."

Mr. Li interrupted: "Cross...cross [-]? Are you good at fighting, and you are very stable."

Mr. Cheng denied, saying, "I haven't practiced for many years."

Mr. Li patted Mr. Cheng's head: "If you're so afraid, why do you help me deal with him?"

"I'm more afraid of his fist falling on your head. In case, I mean in case, it hits you to death..."

Mr. Cheng's tears fell completely.

Previously, it was the anger of wanting to feed the other party cat cakes, but now it is switched back to the original name, and the legs are too soft.

There were people around just now, and some cheered for Mr. Cheng, but now some stayed to continue watching.Under people's gaze, Mr. Cheng realized that his appearance was too ugly, so he quickly wiped it off with his sleeve.

But it was so pumped that even the body was thrown up together.

"Mr. Li..." Mr. Cheng lowered his head, grabbed Mr. Li's cuff with five fingers, and asked for help in a low voice, "I can't stop again..."

"Ah, here. Excuse me." Mr. Li said to the people blocking the way, took Mr. Cheng's hand, and tried to walk quickly to the lower floor, "Go back to my car first."

This time he didn't pull it, but almost let himself fall.

I almost forgot that although Mr. Cheng likes to cry, his personality is not very weak, nor is his body shape.

He is even ten pounds stronger than Mr. Li, a solid body——

If the breasts of the two are next to each other, the scene will be lively and fragrant, and even make all the prostitutes, coquettish and dicks hard.

Mr. Li's self-analysis: When is he still in the mood to think about his sister's breasts!

The body line is at the cost of solid weight, and the person you pamper will finish pampering even when you are tired.

Mr. Li let out a long breath: "I really don't like doing physical work."

Turning around, he picked up Mr. Cheng and Princess Cheng, and walked down the stairs steadily like flying.

Mr. Cheng was taken aback, buried his head even lower, hung his arms around Mr. Li's neck, and twitched with a smile: "Ma... please."

Mr. Li glanced at Mr. Cheng while panting heavily: "Little idiot!"

Trust others unconditionally, that's what children do.

It is not wrong to say that Mr. Cheng is a little vagabond.

How can you be so clingy if you have learned to maintain the person you recognize before you recognize your master.

Mr. Li placed Mr. Cheng in the passenger seat, sat back on the left side, and turned on the air conditioner.

"Mr. Li, your car is a Porsche."

"Well, I like this brand quite a bit, how about you?"

"I'm happy too, hi, hiccup—" Mr. Cheng covered his mouth, unwilling to speak any more.

Mr. Li didn't laugh at him, observed the crying baby for a while, and asked tentatively, "Do you still want to cry?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head like he was dancing on the dance floor: "I don't want to."

"Don't hold back, you should last for another eleven or two minutes." Mr. Li raised his hand and looked at his watch, drawing conclusions based on past experience.

Mr. Cheng turned his head away and cried, as if he didn't want Mr. Li to see it.

Mr. Li guessed that Mr. Cheng's tears should be bigger than his snot.

"Not only Porsche, but I also like this." Mr. Li leaned back with his long arms and took a bottle of Porsche soda from the drink box on the back seat. "In my car, you can drink this."

Mr. Li was worried that Mr. Cheng would become dehydrated from crying. Fortunately, the drinks he bought a few days ago came in handy.

It was originally given to Mr. Cheng, who would have given it to him under such circumstances.

Mr. Cheng took the strawberry-colored drink, and instead of pressing down the beautiful marble on the bottle mouth, he hugged the soda bottle in his arms, like a wronged milk cat hugging its own milk, preventing the two-legged beast from snatching it. Walk.

Tears are pattering under the influence of gravity.

Not surprised, Mr. Li went sideways to fasten his seat belt, explaining: "That person is my former colleague. He asked many people in the company to borrow money. He disappeared without going through the resignation procedures. He couldn't get through the phone, and he couldn't find anyone at home. , got 180 million yuan, which is almost the quarterly bonus of all the people in our department combined. No, I was caught by me just now. Tsk."

The collarbone chain was entangled with the cat’s head of the seat belt cover. Mr. Li fiddled with it slowly, and continued: “Thank you, that former colleague weighed more than 200 kilograms, and he directly lined up with me. Go on shopping with you."

Mr. Li, who has a picturesque back, has no idea how much damage the butterfly bones of the person he likes can do to Mr. Cheng.

Mr. Li is so nice, but none of the crowd of onlookers jumped out to stop the danger. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became.

His big cat can only be protected by him.

But after thinking about it, Mr. Cheng was scared to death.

Mr. Cheng was crying so hard that people almost poked their heads away. He saw a beautiful scenery in his field of vision. He was dazed and buried his head on Mr. Li's back with a snap.

It was like dying on the spot.

Mr. Li: "?"

He smiled, loosened his seat belt again, and turned around and hugged the man to his chest.

Anyway, the clothes are going to be washed today, so it’s nothing to spoil my kitten, rubbing off some tears and snot.

"Dry this bottle of strawberry soda and take you to dinner."

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Mr. Cheng: Mr. Li, I want to do other TVT