Chapter 65: Sixty-five big guys

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Xiao Yuanmu walked in, Song Yan and his back leaned back without any trace, but after leaning back less than two centimeters, he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yuanmu was the one below, even if he really wanted to do something to him, He can't afford to lose anything, there is nothing terrible.
Song Yan had a spine on his back, and then moved forward to his chest and abdomen. He kept his chest-hugging posture and raised his eyebrows calmly: "It's not necessary, but I don't wear others to pass Underwear, please go out, I'll change my pants. "
Xiao Yuanmu originally scared Song Yonghe and walked out to go out for Song Yonghe to stay and change his pants, but after seeing him not frightened and inexplicably fearless, he changed his attention.
"It's cold outside." Xiao Yuanmu stopped walking forward and leaned against the wall to look at him: "You can change it here."
"I'm staying inside when I change my pants?" Song Ye and Xiao Yuanmu looked calm and suddenly turned back. The two men, who were afraid of him, slowly unfastened the belt and hooked their lips: "Okay, You just want to see it. "
Xiao Yuanmu's expression had been indifferent, but his drooping eyes kept watching Song Xunhe's every move, watching his slender fingers flexibly pull the belt buckle, and watching his white bones bend a little to pull out the black belt In a sharp contrast, watch him pull it down with a zipper, watch his two long and straight legs stand upright, and there is a little light cloth wrapped under it ...
He stared at it suddenly, then moved away without a trace, the corner of his mouth had been unknowingly stunned, and the ears had been unpleasantly stained with scarlet.
In fact, in the last life, he had seen many naked bodies. Those people came for various purposes, and then used various methods, or sneaked into his room, or deliberately made coincidences. He saw their perfect and impulsive bodies in the world.
But no matter what kind of body, in his opinion, it doesn't make any difference. He won't be tempted, and he won't produce impulse. Occasionally, he will also feel sick because of his aversion to this behavior.
But now just a pair of legs and a corner of the fabric made his heart suddenly jump, even breathing a bit slower, he quietly removed his eyes to adjust his breathing, but half a second, his breathing rate has been Become calm, but the throat is a little uncomfortable, and both want to cough and become dry, like the sequelae of just having trouble breathing.
Song Yanhe's gaze fell on Xiao Yuanmu's ears, the corners of his mouth gently lifted, and the pants under his feet were kicked off unhurriedly, then he picked up the pants on the bed and shook them, and the fabric cut through the cracks in the air. The sound sounded, but Xiao Yuanmu didn't even tremble his eyes, it seemed not to be affected at all.
Seeing that Xiao Yuanmu did not respond, Song Xunhe was boring. There was no heating in this room. Cold air was poured through the gap in the door, making the goosebumps on his legs stand up a little. In the cold, he no longer Take extra action and put on the pants directly.
Song Ye his belt, and when he lifted his shoes to wear his shoes, he found that he was wearing a lot of these pants.
Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes when Song Yehe put on his pants. When Song Yehe looked down and looked at the trousers, he said lightly, "It's grown."
"I know." Song Yanhe had long expected that he would wear Xiao Yuanmu's pants, but this length was still one centimeter longer than he expected, which shocked the designer who claims to use his eyes as a ruler because This is the first time he has miscalculated the size.
He was a little annoyed, crouched down and folded his trousers a few times, then changed a simple pair of jeans into a trendy look, and put on his shoes and top unexpectedly well.
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes moved away from Song Yun and his body. Before he stood up, he concealed his thoughtful thoughts and said, "Let's go."
The two went out one after the other. The place where Xiao Yuanmu lived was regarded as an old bungalow. It was a little distance from the newly repaired orphanage building. At this time, it was late, but there were still a few street lamps on the roadside. Open, dimly opened, lighting the forested road a little gloomy.
A cold wind blew, bringing a whine from nowhere. The sound was mixed with water droplets that seemed to be rain. It hit Song Yunhe's face. He was stiff and approached Xiao Yuanmu without any trace. When he noticed looking down, he pretended calmly: "It seems it's raining. I can't catch a cold if I have to go to work tomorrow. You help me stop it."
The attitude is, of course, very similar to that of Song Yuanhe, who was incomparable in Xiao Yuanmu's previous two lives.
"Nothing." Xiao Yuanmu looked away, quickened his pace and walked a few steps, only to return to the original pace after a certain distance from Song Yonghe.
The wind rose again, and the grass and trees moved by the wind. Song Ye and his skin were blown stiffly, and he followed the past quickly, adhering to Xiao Yuanmu: "It must be down, otherwise the water would come."
Realizing that Song Yunhe was walking close to him intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Yuanmu's mouth slightly hooked, and said lightly: "Who said that the drops of water in the air must be rain."
"What else?" Song Yanhe turned to look at him: "Air-conditioning water? Water for clothes?"
"It's possible." Xiao Yuan Mu Qingyi's voice was blown by the wind, and after recombination, he became extremely dumb: "But there are other possibilities."
"What's possible?" Song Yanhe asked along Xiao Yuanmu's words, at this time he needed a person to distract him, no matter what he said.
"You only know the liquid that touched you, but how could you be sure it was water? Maybe-" Xiao Yuanmu stepped down and looked down, his expression calmly changed just now, he seemed to see something .
Song Yuanhe kept looking at Xiao Yuanmu. At this moment, when he saw his expression change, his heart tightened, and suddenly he was afraid to turn his head. He asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Xiao Yuanmu didn't speak, but his face became uglier little by little. The street lamp just passed was not far from them. Song Xuanhe could clearly see his tight jaw and the corners of his lips.
"What did you see?" Song Yan and swallowed: "Xiao Yuanmu, if you intentionally scare me, I promise you to believe it?"
Xiao Yuanmu still didn't speak, but he took a step back and got closer to the street light behind him. Song Yunhe also could see the look on his face more clearly. However, at this time he had been made by Xiao Yuanmu's series of actions. The heartstrings were tense, and at this time when he saw him back, he didn't pay attention to his expression at all, and quickly followed him to take a step back.
I don't know if it's a psychological reason. Song Xunhe always felt that the wind was colder at this time, and, in the sound of the whining wind, he seemed to hear a very weak sound similar to something sliding.
As soon as Song Ye was at peace with his heart, he turned his head and looked along Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, but there was nothing on the ground, there was no such terrible lake that he thought, and his heart dropped instantly. At this time, Xiao Yuan was almost sure Mu did not know when he saw that he was afraid of ghosts, so he deliberately scared him at this time.
"What?" Song Xunhe was just scared. At this time, it was determined that Xiao Yuanmu deliberately scared him even more. He raised his legs and walked towards Xiao Yuanmu, who was only half a step away from him. Stopped by him: "Don't move!"
Song Yanhe raised his eyebrows. Xiao Yuanmu should have seen it when he turned his head. Xiao Yuanmu's IQ should not hold him to play a full set, or to say, there is really something there, but he just didn't see it. ?
Knowing that it was not the picture he was afraid of, Song Yonghe turned his head without any psychological burden. This time, he saw a snake circling on the side of the road, a thin strip of black and red rings, which seemed poisonous.
However, even this kind of weather has to hibernate, and there is no fighting power to climb out. Most people will not be scared when they see it.
Song Yanhe turned his head and raised his leg and was ready to leave: "The snake is probably hungry and hungry to find something to eat. It's still asleep at this time, we just go around."
Taking a step and discovering that Xiao Yuanmu was not moving, Song Yehe turned to look at him, and unexpectedly saw his pale face, a flash of light in his mind, and an unpleasant smile appeared on his face: "Xiao Yuanmu Are you afraid of snakes? "
Xiao Yuanmu pursed her lips tightly, her face was as white as paper, her hands and feet became cold and stiff, and she could hardly control her body for a while.
Two lives have passed, but when I saw the snake, time seemed to return to that evening in an instant, and was locked in a room without a trace of light. I could not see my fingers, and could only hear the rustling sound of rustling, one by one. Get closer and gradually surround him ...
The cold scales slipped over his legs, wrapped around his wrists, and wrapped around his neck. He didn't know how many snakes there were in that room, let alone whether he could go out alive. He felt fangs. The snake that pierced his skin and crawled around his wrist climbed to his shoulder, vomiting a letter in his ear, the snake body around his neck gradually tightened, and the wounds on his legs became more bloody.
Cold, horrified, dark ... the snake around the neck became tighter and tighter, and the feeling of suffocation struck again--
"Xiao Yuanmu? Are you all right?"
Seeing that Xiao Yuanmu has not responded, and even his face is getting worse and worse, Song Yehe feels wrong. He saw a trembling hand behind him, thinking of the performance of the snake just now. Great answer.
Hesitating for a moment, he grabbed his hand and said, "Xiao Yuanmu? The snake is dead! I'll throw it away immediately, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll throw it away for you right away. "
After finishing talking, Song Yonghe pulled out his hand and was going to throw the snake away. However, he was caught when he pulled it halfway. He turned his head to look and suddenly met Xiao Yuanmu's sight.
It was a pair of ... eyes shrouded in darkness, desperately desperate.
Xiao Yuanmu held Song Yonghe's hand tightly, his voice was hoarse and dry, "Don't leave."
Song Zhenghe nodded, paying attention to Xiao Yuanmu's expression while talking: "I won't go, I'll help you throw that ..."
"I promise not to leave, you believe me." Song Zhenghe assured.
Song Yunhe's body temperature passed to Xiao Yuanmu's palm a little bit, his face gradually recovered, but his hand was getting tighter and tighter, he seemed to want to draw all the temperature.
"Song Yunhe." Xiao Yuanmu recovered quickly, his face calmed down when he opened his mouth, his voice was still a little hoarse, but not as dry as before, he said: "You are the only one in the world who knows I am afraid of snakes people."
Seeing him recover, Song Yan also joked, and raised his eyebrows: "So in order not to let yourself have weaknesses, decided to kill?"
Xiao Yuanmu's dark eyes were destined to stare at him. There seemed to be whirlpools hidden inside, deep and unpredictable: "Knowing something requires paying a price."
Song Yan and Gou Lip pointed at the snake: "Are you sure you want to speak to me like this before things are resolved?"
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