upper face

Lin Kuan quickly exited the Happy Landlords interface, not caring that a forced exit would cause the game to fail.Song Wenke entered the door, frowning and sweeping at his little hairspray-free hairspray hairspray hairspray hairspray-free ponytail. His appearance was both brutal and sexy, and Lin Kuan almost lost his mind.

He immediately shook his head to drive away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

"Huh?" Song Wenke thought that Lin Kuan would sleep on his bed, but he didn't expect that he was still sitting on the chair, and he was a little unhappy in an instant.

Although Lin Kuan was very excited in the morning, Song Wenke noticed that there were dark circles under his eyes. He definitely didn't sleep well last night. He didn't expect him to be disobedient at all.

"Brother Wen, you're back..." Lin Kuan put his phone back in his pocket, stood up and greeted with a smile.

Song Wenke nodded, and asked casually, "Why are you sitting here? Didn't you get sleepy and go to bed for a while?"

The smile on Lin Kuan's face froze for a moment. Unexpectedly, Song Wenke was serious, so he could only reply, "I'm not sleepy. I've watched TV for a while, and that's it."

No position to get angry, Song Wenke had no choice but to nod, and put the general cap on the table: "Sit down."

Lin Kuan sat down.Song Wenke loosened his tie a little, glanced casually at what was playing when passing by the TV, and then sat down next to Lin Kuan.It was very hot in summer. When a soldier wore a formal suit, he would tuck his short-sleeved shirt into his waistband, and the waistband tightly held his thin waist, making him look particularly tall.Sitting on the sofa, his slender legs were slightly stretched, and they seemed to be touching Lin Kuan's knee.

The latter involuntarily shrank his thighs and pushed his body against the armrest of the sofa.

The boring TV series continued to play on TV, Lin Kuan's eyes were firmly fixed on the TV, Song Wenke thought he liked to watch it, so he didn't say anything.The two were silent for a while before Song Wenke stood up and poured himself a cup of tea.

"That who... is really good enough, why did I pour you plain water?" Song Wenke became unhappy again when he saw the disposable plastic cup and half-drunk water on the table, and Lin Kuan said quickly, "It doesn't matter, I don't care. Drink tea..." Before he finished speaking, the plastic cup was smashed flat by Song Wenke, and a parabola was accurately thrown into the trash can by the door.

Lin Kuan was dumbfounded.

"It's okay, chrysanthemum tea, it's not bitter."

Song Shouchang didn't have any elegant hobbies in his life, so he just drank tea like others.He himself doesn't like to drink bitter tea, so he usually serves some chrysanthemum tea when guests come, so as not to appear impolite.

Lin Kuan didn't say anything, and watched Song Wenke wash the teacup briefly, then took a sip from the teacup he handed over to him.

"I'll take you to the fighting arena in the afternoon. I only had time to let you experience the shooting range last time."

"Ah, really?" Lin Kuan straightened up when he heard that he could watch the military activities again, his excitement was beyond words.

Seeing that Lin Kuan was so impatient, Song Wenke took someone out after sitting in the dormitory for less than 10 minutes, but he didn't drink even a sip of water.He was too busy running around all day, but seeing Lin Kuan looking so happy, he didn't think it mattered.

This inexplicable feeling has not appeared in him for a long time.

***

The fighting arena is huge, and Song Wenke took Lin Kuan to change into a training uniform.Because Lin Kuan is not a soldier, the military uniforms he has worn so far are actually Song Wenke's.Because the other party was taller than him, the clothes would always be a bit awkward to wear, and the strong masculine aura lingered around him all the time, and he always felt the hormonal aura rushing around.

Several platoon leaders and soldiers were practicing. A group of people were beating and beating. They wore black shirts and camouflage pants. Lin Kuan was like a bee entering a flower bush, feeling that his eyes were quite happy.

I thought Song Wenke would just send a soldier to teach him a few tricks, or—let the special soldier guide him.Unexpectedly, Chief Song went up in person.

Who is Chief Song?The leader of the first division usually does not take action lightly when there is nothing to do. It has been four or five years since he led the training.But today he had a flash of inspiration, and he felt that it was time to give Lin Kuanxiu his skills.

The Second Battalion Commander happened to be passing by for inspection, so he called someone to come to him and asked him to cooperate with a set of Sanda moves.Lin Kuan watched Song Wenke throw the second battalion commander over his shoulders and legs, and couldn't help but exclaimed, if there weren't so many men standing next to him, he would have clapped his hands long ago.

However, Chief Song must have had a purpose in asking Lin Kuan to change into his training uniform. The two times he and the battalion commander came here just now were just a show for Lin Kuan. When the battalion commander was knocked down, he stood up Without even panting, he turned to Lin Kuan and said, "Xiao Kuan, come on, let me play with you."

play, one, next?

Looking at Chief Song's posture just now, he, an inexperienced ordinary person, was thrown twice, so he couldn't die of pain?Although he is an athlete, he has never fought with anyone before. Thinking of this, he put on a wry smile and quickly waved his hands: "I don't need it..."

The second battalion commander was very enthusiastic and came up to pull him out of breath: "Comrade, don't be restrained, come and try it. Chief Song is very skilled."

Of course he knew Chief Song was good at technology, but is this a good thing? !

Unable to resist the strong battalion commander, Lin Kuan was pulled in front of Song Wenke, who knew from the expression on his face that he was a little scared, so he said in a deep voice: "Be tougher, you are a student of physical education, these body movements It should be quick to get started."

Hearing these words, Lin Kuan's self-esteem immediately rose, he cheered himself up, thinking that he was right, he was also from a sports school after all, so he was not afraid at all, so he straightened his back and imitated the previous battalion commander The posture is in a good horse stance: "Come on."

Song Wenke thought it was interesting seeing Lin Kuan like this, so he took a feint with his left leg and swung his left fist towards the base of his neck.Lin Kuan instinctively raised his fist to block the opponent's left fist. Before he could react, another fist flashed in front of his eyes. His left hand was restrained. At this moment, the opponent's fist was already approaching his cheek, so he hurriedly moved Tilt your head back to avoid it.At this time, the weakness of the lower body was completely exposed. Song Wenke quickly raised his right leg and stepped below Lin Kuan's crotch. He was thrown down firmly on the soft cushion.

When his shoulder hit the mat, Lin Kuan groaned in fright.He didn't react at all, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was hung upside down, and his mind was dizzy for a while, as if he had just finished riding a roller coaster, and he was so dazed that he couldn't say a word.

Song Wenke saw Lin Kuan lying on the ground as if he had been frightened, not moving, and wanted to laugh, but he still pursed his lips and took a step forward to pull him up from the mat.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Chief Song didn't forget that this was the first time for Lin Kuan to experience this. Afraid that he would be frightened due to his lack of mental preparation, he couldn't help touching his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat.Seeing that the other side took a step back with a strange expression, he was inexplicably upset.

In a blink of an eye, I realized that this action just now really crossed the line.