I, Sand Sculpture Shou, fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

Because he chatted with Chu Tang about the mountain the day before, and when he entered the plot the next day, He Jia felt that Chu Tang was obviously relaxed.

He squeezed He Jia's chin, and arranged the posture according to when they parted yesterday.

He Jia asked him in a low voice, "How is it? Did you study well yesterday?"

Chu Tang looked at him uncomfortably and nodded.

He Jia hehe: "Let's start, finish early and get off work early."

Chu Tang bowed his head towards him.

He Jia began to struggle like the script written by the continuation department: "No, don't—!"

Chu Tang couldn't help but seal He Jia's lips, preventing him from continuing to speak. He Jia was kissed hard by him, because it was too sudden, and his brain felt suffocated for a moment.

This guy doesn't know how to kiss at all, and his kissing skills are so raw that He Jia even suspects that this is his first kiss.

His kiss was not intense, but very entangled, He Jia could be caught by him wherever he hid, he wanted to raise his head to breathe, but Chu Tang pressed his forehead down again.

He Jia and Chu Tang's noses were still bumping together, and after a while they felt short of breath, so He Jia stretched out his hand to push him, but Chu Tang pressed He Jia's wrist with his other hand, preventing him from moving.

He Jia was thrown on the bed by him and kept pushing him, while Chu Tang leaned on him and kissed his face and ears, looking very domineering.

Originally, the plot was going well, but Chu Tang suddenly stopped moving. He Jia looked at him puzzled, but saw him sigh lightly: "I don't like sex without emotion."

He Jia said: "Didn't I train with you for a long time yesterday? We chatted so happily."

"..." Chu Tang said, "What are we talking about? You only said that you are Monkey King."

He sighed: "How can you let go?"

He Jiahun said indifferently: "I can stand upright when I advance, and I can lift my waist and raise my ass when I retreat. It's nothing."

In fact, this is the first time He Jia has received this kind of live-fire plot, but he has been mentally prepared for such a long time here, and it is just a normal job, so there is nothing to tweak.

In fact, there is another reason that this is not actually his body. His original wheat-colored skin was healthy and bright, but it changed drastically as soon as he entered the pit filling area. His current body is so fair that he can touch it. To leave a mark, the original masculine abdominal muscles and chest muscles are not much left. I guess I can find a little bit with a magnifying glass.

He Jia said: "My ass is cold, if you don't come up, I will leave."

"..." Chu Tang sighed, "Go ahead."

"Row."

He brewed his emotions for a while, and the expression on his face changed, three points of aggrieved, three points of anticipation, and one point of lewdness.

Then draw out the voice: "Don't touch me, don't touch me!—"

He Jia struggled in refusal and welcome, while Chu Tang pinched the back of your neck from behind, while undoing his waistband.

He pulled He Jia's leg and opened it. After tossing for a long time, He Jia's voice was a little hoarse, and finally he couldn't help turning around in surprise.

After seeing the scene behind him clearly, He Jia said: "...Brother, listen to my advice, if you can't do it, don't even think about working part-time in the pit department. There are still a lot of plots here."

He Jia cast a consoling look at him: "...it also depends on talent, you have a good face, so why don't you change your mind and become a gentle second man, although you will earn less money, but you don't have to deal with real swords and guns. "

As He Jia said that, he felt something was weird.

Chu Tang stared at him like a black hole, He Jia turned over and was about to pat him on the shoulder when Chu Tang suddenly bent down.

Because the two of them were very close, He Jia felt the change in Chu Tang.

Getting smaller and bigger is amazing.

Chu Tang looked at He Jia provocatively.

"He Jia, who do you think can't do it?"

He Jia looked down at Chu Tang's that-what.

A little frightened.

He had seen a few attacks by Haitang before, even in Haitang, this was a bit outrageous.

Is Jinjiang's involution really so serious?

He Jia begged for mercy: "Good guy, you are the Monkey King! You are the Monkey King! You have the golden cudgel!"

Chu Tang didn't hold back his smirk, he immediately broke his grip and stretched out his hand to pinch He Jia's face: "...He Jia, stop talking."