Dumb painter giants grudge

"Ok?"

The back wave pushes the front wave, and the wave hits Wen Rang.

Smell makes it feel like eating an apple in one bite, and the knuckles are bearing it.

"A Rang." He Shishen took the other's arm and lowered his posture.

Wen Rang wanted to cry and run at the same time, he was a little scared...afraid of being poked to death.

What kind of tree was planted, what kind of wasteland was cultivated, how could such dry soil be dug.

He Shishen also felt a little paranoid, there was no reason for that, it's always good to be prepared for everything.

Wen Rang's face was really ugly, and his forehead was sweating.

"That." He Shishen stopped and pulled out the stick root, "wait for me."

After something broke away from a certain place, Wen Rang felt that life was finally alive, but it was a bit lost again.

It is said that one thing men all over the world will do is turn over the bedside table, and He Shishen is no exception.

It's a pity, Boss He didn't find any good things from his private house.

Until I saw a bright colored bottle in the bathroom.

Essential oils for hair...would this work?

Hesitation is a part of hesitation, use is a part of use, and it is a part of use without hesitation.

Wen Rang's heels were still pink, and his calf didn't have any extra muscles.

With the extra assistance, Wen Rang's scapulae did not rise and fall, and the frequency was finally reduced a lot.

Wen Rang's hair is beautifully fragmented, and the shadows dancing under the light are as near as if far away.

Still too nervous.

(Zhang characters are optional.)

"It's okay, good boy." He Shishen turned the cat over, "Just shout it out, okay?"

It cannot be said to be hope, it can be said to be expectation and pleading.

Wen Rang was ashamed to speak, and even more ashamed to face each other directly.

It was as if a fast train hit a big tree, or a train hit a fence. He Shishen was still so heartless that he straightened up.

——————— "Nah..."

————————“eng…”

——————— "Hu..."

————————— "ya..."

These are just... onomatopoeic words that ordinary people can't hear, Wen Rang actually didn't even know that he had these... voices.

Originally, there was a sentence without a sentence, but after all, everything must be at the same height, the same frequency, and the voice and behavior must always be synchronized.

The main issue is He Shishen's selfishness.

Nice voice, who doesn't love to hear it?Who doesn't want to hear a few more voices from their lover?

Wen Rang was really a little dizzy, hugged He Shishen's neck, and babbled a few words.

——————— Add fuel to the fire.

While He Shishen kissed each other's cheeks, eyebrows and lips thinly, he pushed the waves faster while adding fuel to the fire.

--------Can't.

--------Don't……

"Yeah." Wen Rang opened his lips and let out a long breath.

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"Boss, it's one o'clock in the morning, are you okay?"

There was sleepiness in Lei Yuan's voice, as well as impatience and irascibility, but he could only whisper, after all, the girlfriend beside him was still asleep.

Whoever is woken up in the middle of the night, let alone a leader, or a dog, Lei Yuan wants to bite back.

"Buy me something and bring it to my house tomorrow morning, the sooner the better." He Shishen stroked Fu Wenrang's sleeping face and whispered.

"..." Lei Yuan really wanted to resign, "Please tell me."

"Then what's so oily..." He Shishen was a little embarrassed.

Lei Yuan knew what the other party wanted without even thinking about it, "Okay, I will send it to you in six hours."

The voices of the two were smaller than the other.

"Hey, what kind of set...together." He Shishen didn't dare to think about Lei Yuan's point of view.

Lei Yuan really wanted to end the call, "Don't worry, I know, is there anything else, if not, I'm sleepy, if so, you can quit me."

"..." He Shishen was at a loss for words, "It's gone, go to sleep."

Lei Yuan finally got his wish, hung up the phone, and fell asleep again.

He Shishen lightly put the phone aside, for fear of waking up the person in his arms.

Wen Rang didn't know whether he fell asleep or passed out, but the other party fell silent before the third time.

At that time, He Shishen was in a hurry and wanted to call an ambulance, but the other party muffled a few more words, then opened his eyes twice in He Shishen's arms, rubbed them against his arms, and then closed them again. .

Only then did He Shishen feel relieved to put the other party down and let him fall asleep.

There is actually a small mole directly under Wen Rang's left eye, which is so cute.

He Shishen, a beast like this, couldn't help thinking about it after seeing it.

After a long time of admiration, He Shishen finally saw the shallow scar on the opponent's neck.

A few very thin scars, if you don't look closely, you can't see them at all. It must have been too long, and they have gradually faded away.

He wanted to reach out to touch it, but he could only withdraw it.

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The weather was so rare that at 06:30 in the morning, He Shishen and Lei Yuan saw the beautiful morning glow at the door of their house.

"Thank you." He Shishen took a black gift bag from Lei Yuan.

"It should." Lei Yuan answered him hypocritically.

Lei Yuan OS: How could you have worked so hard on such a thing...

"It's time for another salary increase." He Shishen nodded with satisfaction, "I remember you are getting married soon, I will give you a big seal."

"..., thank you boss." Lei Yuan knew that he would always work hard for the other party, "Then I'm going to work."

He Shishen said hello, and stopped Lei Yuan, who was about to leave, and said, "I won't go to the company today, let Lao Liu watch."

"Oh." Lei Yuan answered him with a long tail.

When He Shishen entered the house, he immediately opened the bag to look. Inside were two boxes of red ones, a bottle of blue ones, and a…………………… Ribbon?

To be honest, He Shishen didn't know what the ribbon meant, so he put it in the drawer of the bedside table casually.

As for those red and blue ones, they are used where they should be used.

Wen Rang felt that he would not live long, and finally kicked the opponent away after the first battle in the morning.

"Okay, okay, hey, hey, don't do it anymore." He Shishen slapped the bathroom door, apologizing to the person on the other side.

Wen Rang looked in the mirror and just wanted to say help.

———————How does it look like it has been abused.

——————Although it is not just like.

——————— But it's too... red?

There are several red patches here and there on the neck, chest, arms, belly...

Whether He Shishen is hungry or something, it doesn't matter if he can talk too much, but there is no limit to shooting.

It also hurts a bit when I walk, it's because the experience is not very good afterwards.

Wen Rang took a hot shower, and the steaming mist was a good medicine. He leaned against the wall and let the water wash over his body.

He recalled the frame-by-frame intimacy of last night, involuntarily...

A knowing smile.