When a ruffian meets a veteran

Mi Yanchen cooked the meal.

It was twelve o'clock by the clock hanging in the living room.

He untied his apron and strolled downstairs.

In seven years, his robust figure remained the same as before.

It's just that the originally mature and resolute face has changed a lot.The maturity is still there, but the fortitude is softened by a more tolerant heart.

In Ling Jianuo's words: Uncle is back to basics, more tasteful.

In his pair of pitch-black eyes, the sharpness and coldness are all introverted, only occasionally an inadvertent lazy squint can reveal a frightening light.

Lihua County is not what it used to be today, and there are many hotels and hotels with higher grades than those in California.

But California maintains its original appearance, old and simple, not like a hotel, but like a European castle.

No way, nostalgic architecture is also a kind of European style.

Qiuwen and his wife are both at the front desk. The handsome young man of that time has gained a lot of weight now, and his glasses can squeeze out ribs on his face.

On the stool next to him, sat a little boy who was eating a cake.

The little boy had sharp eyes, and when he saw Mi Yanchen approaching, he immediately shouted, "Uncle Mi."

"Xiao Qiufeng is eating cake again. Come, please uncle to have a bite." Mi Yanchen bent down, was fed a bite of cake by the little boy, reached out his hand to find a piece of chocolate in his bag and stuffed it for him. "The cake is so delicious, Uncle Mi gave Xiao Qiufeng a piece of chocolate as a thank you gift."

Xiao Qiufeng smiled and put the chocolate into his pocket.

Mi Yanchen lifted his little chin with joy, "Yo, Xiao Qiufeng has already started to change his teeth."

Qiuwen saw his son's froze smile when he heard the tooth change, he laughed loudly and said, "Last night he lost it, and he cried for a long time, saying that his classmates would definitely laugh at him."

"Mom" Xiao Qiufeng, whose self-esteem was hurt by two adults, threw herself into her mother's arms for comfort.

Mi Yanchen left after saying a few words.

Exit the California gate, walk along the wall to the side, there is a staircase, go down the open gate with the sign 'California Club' on it.

He glanced in from the window, tsk tsk, his family's fiery temper is admonishing people again today.

Ling Jianuo is dressed in blue and white sportswear, with a slender body, a straight back, a beautiful face that makes countless mothers who send their children to study love and envy, the chin is still pointed, and the bright red lips are still thin Thin.The years have never carved marks on his face, but he has lost his life of ups and downs. In California, under the warm care of Mi Yanchen, he is like a darling who has stumbled into a quagmire and is favored by heaven again.Beautiful, stunning, unrivaled.

"I remember I warned you, if you just want to learn to skate, you can show off in front of your boyfriend and girlfriend and show off in front of your classmates. You can go to the Crazybaby (crazy baby) 1766 (skating together) and so on. Cat and dog skating room, here I am I don’t accept trash who is not capable and shows off!”

Coach Ling's upper lip touched his lower lip, word after word almost without interruption.

Although the sound wasn't too loud, there was a shiver underneath, the basement was empty, and the echo was clear and crisp.

A group of teenagers and girls in their teens stood on the pulley with wide-eyed eyes, their small bodies straight and straight.

The coach said that whoever dares to help practice yoga for free with chest hunched.

That kind of body twisted into a twisted shape looks very creepy, okay?

Who the hell dared to hide the fact that he was developing when he heard that hog-killing scream with his own eyes?

Xiaohe's small chest with sharp corners was resolutely straightened out, and she threw off her long legs and walked straight, so she wasn't afraid of her pants rubbing against her little brother.

Zhang Xiaodong, who was standing in the captain's position, glanced at the gate for the Nth time, and finally saw Misavior through the water.If you want to say who is the most admired person in the California club, it must be the beautiful coach Ling.

The peerless face that all living beings will envy and hate when they see it.

Any movement of stepping on roller skates is elegant and cool, which is difficult to match.

It's just... (If you die, you will love┗｀O′┛嗤~~) It's not happy if you don't pay homage.

But who is the children's favorite person?

Mi male god Mi uncle Mi savior is also.

Because their beauty coaches are so scary.

When it became fierce, the pointer whipped and slapped, and the pain hit the buttocks, and you could only groan in your heart.

There are not many times when you are scolded collectively after class like this, but usually when this happens, you have to stay still without a break at noon and listen to the sentences that are enough to make you blush and be speechless. Preparation for lessons.

The only way to get rid of it is: the Mi male god Mi Uncle Mi Jixing comes to pick up the beauty coach and go home for dinner.

So, at this moment, I saw Misavior appearing.

Pairs of sad little eyes immediately returned to their former glory.They all showed concerned expressions of "the coach has worked so hard to rest quickly and not be hungry". (→_→Actually, it’s the pitiful expression of standing so tired and hungry, the male god, please save us)

Ling Jianuo was about to swear a few more words, but when he turned his head to see Mi Yanchen coming in, his cold face immediately softened, and his voice softened, "Is the meal ready? Wait for me for a while, get out of class will be over soon."

The children's teeth were sore and heartbroken.

Coach, how can you do this!

Should the distinction be so obvious?

Ling Jianuo turned his head again, and switched to the cold mode again, "The sunnydayspin I taught today is going to practice, I'll say something ugly, if anyone's performance in this year's Asian Cup Pulley Championship is not satisfactory, they will not be able to participate in the next three years. get out of class is over."

"Coach has worked hard, goodbye coach." The children shouted together.

Ling Jianuo turned around and followed Mi Yanchen one step ahead.

After they left, the children dared not move.

Zhang Xiaodong slipped onto the stool next to him, took off his roller shoes and locked them in his closet, and quickly chased after him.

Ling Jianuo and Mi Yanchen didn't go far, they waited for him at the gate and waited for him to catch up before walking in together.

Mi Yanchen asked with a smile: "Is there a lot of pressure approaching the game, I think the end of get out of class is getting later and later?"

Coach Ling, who devoted himself to the teaching career physically and mentally, didn't realize that the uncle was making a tactful accusation at all, but nodded solemnly and said: "There is only half a month of preparation time left, but several people are not even familiar with the movements now."

Mi Yanchen has seen a lot of Ling Jianuo's serious and responsible appearance in the past few years, and he has long been accustomed to it from being amazed at the beginning.

Moreover, as Ling Jianuo became more and more busy recently, he began to feel slightly unhappy.

He left most of the hotel to Qiu Wen and his wife, and the entertainment company also left Chen Chong and Zhang Bai to spend a lot of time with Ling Jianuo.

The children are all grown up, so they don't need to worry about it. What a wonderful life for two people.

It's a pity that Ling Jianuo is much busier than him now.

In comparison, he seems to be idle and not doing his job properly.

It's not that he doesn't support Ling Jianuo's work.

He usually does laundry, cooks, warms the bed, massages, and rushes to do everything.This is what he is showing with his actions that he is the man standing behind Coach Ling.

But Coach Ling is too busy now to ask him to serve, and he has to go downstairs to invite him every time he even has a meal.

This made him want to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle and be sad for a while.

After all, the uncle doesn't have a glass heart, so he won't be sad after being sad for a while. Instead, he thinks about the new taste prepared in the bedroom, and thinks about an excuse to coax Coach Ling to sleep for a while after eating.

It sounds really hard.Ever since Ling Jianuo became a coach, he forcibly gave up his nap habit in a 'resistance' with a yawn and a tear.

"Zhang Xiaodong, after dinner later, go and bring Yue'er back." Uncle Mi ordered.

If you want to take a nap, it is best to drive the children out of the house, lest the walls have ears, and the audio-visual drama can only be staged as a silent drama.

The child is grown up, and he is not as stupid as he was when he was a child. When he heard Brother Jianuo whimpering, he thought it was being spanked by him.

Well, it's actually true. When you are in the rear position, spanking while doing it is good for mobilizing your emotions.

(So ​​stupid when I was young) Zhang Xiaodong is now 15 years old, neither fat nor strong, but the boy is very strong, and he looks like a healthy and cheerful boy.

As long as he doesn't speak, he is still very attractive to girls with his height advantage and appearance.

The only meaning of this is... If he speaks, the nature of 'two' will be revealed without a doubt.

Over the past few years, only the little beauty Yang Ziyun has a kind heart.In the case of Chuluo becoming more and more graceful, facing countless suitors' courting favors one after another, he did not kick off 'Zhang Xiaoer'.

Hearing his uncle's words, Zhang Xiaodong asked strangely: "Yue'er has only stayed at her grandparents' house for a week, are you going to bring her back today?"

"Well, pick her up, you are all busy, pick her up and stay with me." Uncle Mi took the opportunity to complain again.

Ling Jianuo finally noticed him, "Is it boring to stay at home alone? Or you can come when I have class, although I don't have time to take care of you once the class is in, but during the break, I I can still teach you to skate alone." Mi Yanchen didn't know whether it was because he was too big or something, but it was difficult to maintain his balance on the pulleys.I tried to learn it before, and I got tired of learning after falling several times.

Uncle Mi: "..."

Open the door and enter the house.

The combination of meat and vegetables on the table is attractive.

Uncle Mi skipped the topic calmly, "Hurry up and wash your hands, I made corn ribs and Maoxuewang today, they are delicious while they are hot."

Ling Jianuo and Zhang Xiaodong went into the kitchen to wash their hands, and the meal was already served when they came out.

At the beginning, this kind of treatment would be flattering and moving, but now, it is not surprising to see it a lot.

Both of them picked up their portions and ate with normal expressions.

Uncle Mi: "..."

(Let me look at the bright sky at a 45-degree angle and be sad for a while~~o(>_<)o~~)

Now people in this family eat more civilized.Since Ling Jianuo became the head of the family, the right to speak in this family has risen sharply, and everything is on par with Brother Jianuo (daughter-in-law), so everyone's eating speed has been adjusted from the fighting mode to "it tastes good, eat faster, so as not to be robbed in a while." 'status.

On the whole, with Butler Ling as the benchmark, the effect is still leveraged.

After the meal, Uncle Mi washes the dishes.

Coach Ling started working on the computer again.

Draw up the participants and the corresponding entries, single competition, team competition, racing and tricks.

Before Zhang Xiaodong went out, he sneaked to the room of his uncle and brother Jianuo, and secretly took a pack of cucumber-flavored potato chips.

Now the whole family wants to control Yue'er's snacks and prevent her from gaining weight again, so they basically don't store snacks.

The only thing is that his uncle feels sorry for Brother Jianuo who is hungry and has nothing to eat. Every time he goes to the supermarket, he will secretly buy it and hide it in the room.

When opening the cabinet, Zhang Xiaodong took out a bottle in full foreign language, opened the lid and smelled it, "Hey, is this edible? It smells a bit like durian. It's a pity that it's only one bottle. If you steal it, you will definitely be found."

Regretfully putting the bottle back, Zhang Xiaodong stuffed the potato chips into his sportswear, went out lightly, told Mi Yanchen who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and went downstairs to pick up Yueer by bicycle.

His first bike has been sent to the recycling bin, and now this one is green.

At that time, despite Ling Jianuo's objection, he insisted on buying the color he liked.

Riding on the road has a high rate of turning heads, and it is beautiful to drive Yang Ziyun out to play!

Thinking of Yang Ziyun, Zhang Xiaodong took out the potato chips in his arms, and made a detour to go downstairs to Yang Ziyun's house.

Not long after the phone call, Yang Ziyun came down in pink casual clothes with long hair and shawls, and saw him smiling sweetly.

Zhang Xiaodong was so happy that he opened his mouth, raised the potato chips in his hand and shouted, "I'll bring you potato chips, this time they are cucumber-flavored."

Yang Ziyun: "..."

(﹁﹣)~→ Potato chips again.It's fifteen this year and it's still two.Can it still be rescued!

"Aren't you busy with training recently? Why do you have time to send me potato chips?" Yang Ziyun approached and took the potato chips, but considering that she was dancing to lose weight recently, she still didn't take them apart.

"My uncle asked me to bring Yue'er back, and I'll drop by to see you."

Zhang Xiaodong urged her: "Why don't you eat? Take it apart quickly, and I'll eat with you." It feels sweet to eat with his girlfriend!

Yang Ziyun: "..."

So let's focus on the last sentence.

Silently opened the potato chips and handed them over.

Zhang Xiaodong grabbed a handful and threw them into his mouth one by one, crunchy, "Well, this tastes good, better than the tomato taste last time. By the way, I found a tomato in my uncle's room today. Plant something that I haven’t eaten much before, it tastes like durian, maybe it’s sucking jelly or something, it’s in a bottle.”

The gentle girlfriend just watched her boyfriend eat while holding snacks by herself silently.

Zhang Xiaodong grabbed another handful, threw one piece into his mouth, and discussed with his girlfriend, "Do you think it's delicious too? I'll steal this flavor for you next time."

Yang Ziyun: "..."

...I haven't eaten yet.

And, what about stealing?

After Zhang Xiaodong stretched his hand into the bag again and found that there was nothing there, he stopped Balabala chatting with his girlfriend (in fact, he was the only one who said that his girlfriend couldn’t get in his mouth), “Go back after eating potato chips. I’ll bring it to you again. I’m going to pick up Yue’er.”

Yang Ziyun: "..."

So, what is your purpose here?

Just let me hold the potato chips and watch you eat, and when you finish eating, you still look at me with the expression of "Seeing you are so satisfied, I will bring you next time"?

Good to go, do not send.

"Then be careful when you ride." A considerate girlfriend should care about her boyfriend.

Zhang Xiaodong turned around, waved goodbye, "Let's go, next time I have a chance, I'll steal the sucking jelly for you to eat."

Yue'er heard the bicycle bell, jumped up and down with a lollipop in her mouth, and went out.

After seeing that it wasn't Brother Jianuo, he pouted and said, "Why is it you?"

"Otherwise, who do you think it is?" Zhang Xiaodong looked back at her, and was shocked when he saw the lollipop.

He rushed forward and pulled it out and shouted: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to eat snacks?"

Yue'er pursed her lips even higher, "Huh!"

The little princess is almost exactly the same now as when she was a child.

But the chubby one was cute when I was a child, but now... well, the chubby one is still cute now.

Big doll-like eyes, black and bright.A head of curly long hair, like waves hanging on the back.

When pouting, the big eyes are moist and moist.

Zhang Xiaodong was taken aback by her, and the lollipop was stuffed back into her mouth. "The doctor said you can't eat too much sweets, you have to control your weight... well, I didn't say anything."

When Yue'er entered the room, she sat on the sofa and watched TV. She looked like a princess, "Little Dongzi, pack your schoolbag for this princess."

Xiaodongzi bent his knees, said "cha" and obediently packed his schoolbag.

Yue'er giggled and collapsed on the sofa.

Zhang Xiaodong yelled in the room: "Don't laugh, be careful if you poke your mouth with a lollipop."

Yue'er stuck out her tongue, bounced and went out to the yard, "I'm going to tell my grandparents that I'm going home."

Zhang Xiaodong didn't respond this time.

He held the dividend envelope in the essay, wishing he could pierce the envelope with murderous eyes.

Pink...obviously a love letter?

Depend on!What kind of bastard is so blind, dare to hit my sister's idea!

To dismantle or not to dismantle?

Unable to make up his mind, Zhang Xiaodong thought for a while and found Brother Jianuo's phone number, and finally dialed Brother Yi's number instead.

The matter of the younger sister should be discussed by the two elder brothers.

Although Brother Jianuo is also a brother, but... more like an uncle.

Seeing the caller ID, Xu Yi waved to the blond man in the video who was puffing his cheeks and eating Zhang Fei's beef jerky he sent over.

The blond man stretched his neck to glance at his cell phone, but unfortunately he didn't see who was calling.

Xu Yi smiled, and answered the phone in front of him: "Xiaodong? What's the matter?"

The blond man stopped talking and his ears perked up.

Seeing this scene, the smile in Xu Yi's eyes deepened.

Zhang Xiaodong said in a low voice: "Brother Yi, I found out that someone wrote a love letter with Yue'er, do you think I should read what is written in it?"

Xu Yi raised his voice, "Love letter?"

The blond man sat up lazily, wanting to stick his head over to see the situation.

Zhang Xiaodong said the matter again, and finally asked: "Brother Yi, do you think I should dismantle it or not?"

Xu Yi sneered: "You are stupid, dare to open the letter of the little princess, she is now demonized, and her skills are getting deeper and deeper. If you piss her off, if she goes home and pouts, Brother Jianuo can beat you to death. Don't you forget?" The last time you secretly smoked and accidentally burned a hole in her skirt, how did Brother Jianuo deal with you."

Zhang Xiaodong was forced, "Brother Yi, can we not mention it after the matter is over?"

Xu Yi knocked on the table and said: "It's just a love letter, the little princess may not be happy. Didn't she always want to marry Brother Jianuo?" But if she really didn't want to, why did she put the letter in the book? According to her temper , I don't think it's right to throw it away early. "Yang Hui has a little cousin who is in the same grade as her. Let me tell Yang Hui, you go to his little cousin and ask him to keep an eye on the school to see if anyone is in contact with the little princess."

Zhang Xiaodong's eyes lit up, "Good idea."

Xu Yi said leisurely: "Don't let the little princess know about this, but we must know that she has a boyfriend. We can't let people be deceived."

"That's right," Zhang Xiaodong doggedly said, "The little princess loves to eat snacks so much, it will be a loss if the brat tricks her away with snacks."

After Xu Yi hung up the phone, the blond man asked in awkward Chinese, "Who is the little princess?"

Xu Yi sent a photo and proudly said: "My sister."

The blond man wowed, "She's so cute."

Xu Yi smiled charmingly, licked his lips and said, "You are cute too."

"Jianuo, you look so cute." Mi Yanchen bit Ling Jianuo's earlobe and sucked.

(→_→Cuteness is invincible these days.)

Ling Jianuo was pressed down on the bed with a dark face, and his pants had been thrown somewhere.

His two hands were tied by Mi Yanchen to the head of the bed, his waist slumped and his buttocks bent, enduring the fingers coming in and out behind him.

Mi Yanchen rubbed his butt with both hands, lowered his head, and tried to lick it with his tongue.

Ling Jianuo froze, and then yelled: "Mi Yanchen, you shameless old bastard!"

Mi Yanchen: "..."

Hiss... (gasps) Old bastard!

Even in his early thirties, he was dismissed as old!

Bowing his head again, in order to prove that he was very young, Mi Youngang opened the opening to the maximum with his big hand, straightened the tip of his tongue, poked it in and licked the inner wall in circles.Well, this new flavor is too exciting, let's switch back to the strawberry flavor next time.

Ling Jianuo shivered a little, and immediately felt something moving behind him.

Mi Yanchen pushed him with the tip of his tongue.

He collapsed onto the pillow and muffled the humming into the pillow.

Unable to stand the new taste, Uncle Mi regretfully gave up and continued to lick.

He took out a black mace-shaped condom with great visual impact, put it on himself in front of the frightened Ling Jianuo, put on the new flavor, then supported Ling Jianuo's buttocks, and squeezed it in little by little.

Ling Jianuo's body softened from numbness, and the sobs could not be suppressed even in the panting.

There was too strong a sense of presence in the back, and under the strong impact, those wolf teeth rubbed back and forth in the body.

His sobbing gradually turned into ahhh...

clap clap clap...

Mi Yanchen slapped his butt casually with his big hand.

Fascinatedly enjoying the pleasure of his body constantly shrinking under the double stimulation of internal friction and ass spanking.

Afterwards, Mi Yanchen leaned against the head of the bed, stroked the hair of Ling Jianuo, who was limp and red-eyed, and sighed comfortably in his heart: These are the little days in the world of two!

Under the touch of that big hand, Ling Jianuo's mind and body were still stuck in the aftertaste of the convulsions that lasted for more than ten seconds...

My mind went blank, and I couldn't care less about the tone of my voice or the tone of my expression.

Go fuck the game.Let me take half a day off.

The author has something to say: This is the last chapter, I don't know why, I feel a little anxious after writing it.I feel that the number of words in this chapter seems to be enough, but I always feel that the content is not finished.Everyone's story still has a lot to tell.The more I wrote, the more impatient I became. In the end, I didn't even want to check it carefully.

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