Fast travel: the 101st be

It was dark early in winter, and it was almost dark when Yu Jing took the two of them around to buy some things and went back.

Even though they were two young and strong boys, they didn't walk as fast as she, a middle-aged woman who was forced to go to work all day long.

I don't know how many tricks along the way.

More of the "Come on down!"

Mingming yelled all the way, and when Yu Jing looked back at the door, she found that his son was still sitting safely on Ling Ye's back.

"I'm so bullish, Cheng Tianwang, your precious Yuanyuan won the first fight."

Cheng's father laughed heartily, "Hahaha, isn't it? Lingye is nearby, right?"

Cheng Tianwang looked back, and sure enough, it was Ling Ye standing behind him.

Cheng Yuan: "..."

"How to speak?"

Cheng Tianwang looked like I don't know how much you weigh, and then asked Ling Ye, "How many pairs?"

"You can't tell. At the beginning, it was two against twelve, and then they fought on their own."

Cheng Tianwang smiled approvingly, "It's alright, he's very powerful and has a talent for fighting. Have you thought about getting into the police academy in the future?"

"Fighting talent? Hahaha, isn't it just fighting talent? It sounds so grand." Cheng Yuan interrupted unconvincedly.

Cheng Tianwang smiled, "I would actually rather your grades were poor, and you would inherit more from me in fighting."

Cheng Yuan snorted out his nostrils and said nothing, indicating that he was angry.

Just as he was talking, Cheng Tianwang's elderly phone suddenly made zero beeps, "What's the matter? Okay, I'll be right there."

The three people present were not surprised by such scenes.

"A Yuan, this night, you have to protect mom again." Cheng Tianwang rubbed Cheng Yuan's head before leaving.

"Let's go quickly." Cheng Yuan pushed him.

"You two go wash and wash, and come out to eat after washing." Yu Jing took the ingredients into the kitchen.

Cheng Yuan pushed Ling Ye's shoulders and walked towards the bedroom, "Let's go, hurry up and go in first, I'll get your clothes for you."

Lingye knew that he would not be safe that night.

Sure enough, after holding it in for about an hour, the person next to him finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the carp turned over as if he was standing upright, and just rolled over to Ling Ye's side, propping up half of his body with his elbows.

A gust of cold wind came in, Ling Ye wanted to knock him to death.

At that time, the two of them were playing with their mobile phones.

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Cheng Yuan asked him with his head propped on his palm, as if he was listening to a story.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Anything is fine. Look, I have told you so many things about me. I have told you almost everything I can remember. I have told you how many times I have peed on the bed. Now that I think about it, I realize that you don't seem to know anything. Didn't tell me."

The angle of lying on one's stomach is actually not a very good angle, at least not for the one lying on one's stomach, but Ling Ye found that this angle of death does not affect his appearance.

His messy hair made him look different from usual.

It looks softer.

I want to get started and squeeze the dog's head.

Ling Ye looked away, he knew what Cheng Yuan wanted to hear.

"They are both alive, that is, they have found new partners. One will be given a fixed living allowance every month, and the other will be given a red envelope during the holidays. Both will give a lot, and there is still some left over for basic living expenses."

Cheng Yuan burst out laughing, "Is there anything left?"

"Ah."

"If you have anything left, you will steal my money."

"...that accident."

Cheng Yuan didn't continue to ask about this matter. Obviously, Ling Ye didn't take it seriously. He had already digested the grievance, injustice and pain. Exposing the scars of others and punishing others and oneself.

Cheng Yuan stared at Ling Ye's eyebrows for a long time, and finally sighed in conclusion.

"A poor little guy who doesn't know what to do, no one teaches him, so he learns everything."

Lingye Huala's cell phone stopped unconsciously.

Cheng Yuan continued, "Because no one told you that fighting is wrong, you find that fighting can occasionally protect yourself, so you learn it, because you find that those students sitting in the back row of the classroom will not be bullied, so you also Follow along and learn, if you don’t listen carefully to the class, learn to read miscellaneous books in class, you may also learn to smoke and find that you choked to death with one puff, so you give up. It turned out that I didn’t have that talent.”

"..."

"As my dad said, you are talented in fighting. They can't beat you, so after a long time, you will become a veritable school bully."

Cheng Yuan may have been exhausted, so he fell down directly next to Ling Ye.

"But our poor little egg is still white."

"Do you want to be beaten?"

Cheng Yuan was not afraid of Ling Ye's fierceness at all, so Gulu Gulu got up again and propped himself up.

"Ling Ye, have you noticed that you are actually very nice to me?"

"Found it." Ling Ye didn't lift his eyes.

"Pfft, does it really help you climb up a tree?" Cheng Yuan smiled, "But, having said that, if there is another one like me, do you follow him in everything? Are you also good to him? Is it? As long as it's clingy enough, it's ruthless enough."

Ling Ye hasn't answered yet.

Cheng Yuan's side suddenly started to worry about himself, "No, it must be, you see, you will not refuse anyone, you are just a good old man, on the surface he is fierce, but in fact he is good to everyone, the girls in your class are now looking for you to chat with you You won't even refuse, you won't even refuse your class sports committee!"

Ling Ye: "..."

Why is the topic so wrong?

Or is it just an illusion? Why did you still hear the grievance?

"It's time to sleep, it's late." Ling Ye turned over and prepared to turn off the lights.

"You haven't answered me yet!"

Before Ling Ye touched the switch, he found his hands were being held down. The man who looked like a sky-swapping monkey was amazingly dexterous. He crawled on top of him like an octopus, holding him down and not letting him move. He insisted on an answer. . "Is it?! Isn't it?!"

Ling Ye felt that it was not good and wanted to pull away, but Cheng Yuan entangled him even tighter.

"..."

Ling Ye was furious during the tugging, "Cheng Yuan, don't be old...you're so easy..."

"Huh? Old what? Easy what?"

Ling Ye looked at the face that was close at hand, and the thin lips that Yu Jing forced to apply lip balm on Lip Peak, obviously because he didn't like drinking water, attracted most of the attention.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down for a round, relying on the disparity in strength to squeeze Cheng Yuan down.

When he didn't give way on purpose, Cheng Yuan never made trouble with him.

Pulling aside another quilt that had been neglected for a long time since the two of them slept under the same quilt, they wrapped Cheng Yuan into a caterpillar and threw it aside.

Turn off the lights and sleep.

Ling Ye felt that Cheng Yuan's question itself was an untenable paradox, because it was impossible for anyone to be like Cheng Yuan, so it didn't matter if he was as clingy as Cheng Yuan and would treat him as well.

That's not a question at all that needs to be answered.

After laying down for 10 minutes, the rustling over there didn't stop for a long time, turning left deliberately for a while, and turning right hard deliberately for a while, exactly like the sulking girl in the TV series.

Ling Ye: "..."

He reached out and pulled the caterpillar back under the covers.

"Don't make trouble—" reprimanded him.

Sure enough, An An stopped making trouble, but instead of clinging to his side as usual, he shrank into a ball, like a dead caterpillar.

Ling Ye sighed, "No."

Others, no.

Not Cheng Yuan, neither.