Chapter 9: Big man (9)

The atmosphere is good.
Tang Yan, who leaned on the urinal, couldn’t help but look left and right, and his eyes were cramping.
I can't figure it out. This thin monkey is full of the streets and grabs a lot. What is it that looks like him?
Is it the fresh and refined face?
possible.
To maximize you, it is best to look at these words so honestly and honestly, without a bit of flattery, but also can not find a second with a lantern.
Tang Hao curiously went to the crotch, what is the biggest? Best to see... how good is it?
Long flower, or one more egg?
Tang Zhen noticed a cold and cold sight, and he narrowed his neck and slammed it toward Chen and moved behind him.
Chen also moved to the ground, hehe, he refused to be a shield.
Tang Yan gritted his teeth, what the gadgets, this kid did not take the opportunity to please him, even the half of Qiao Mingyue is not smart!
His face was blue and red, and it was even more embarrassing.
Chen is not much better.
I always have a secret in my heart, like watching birds, he does not like to share with others.
Just as Chen hesitated and broke the deadlock, Qin Fengchao took a step forward, and he and Tang Hao were together to stretch their bodies.
Qin Feng opened the zipper, Chen was staring excitedly, and Tang Yan was also stupidly forced to stare.
"Go out."
Like Chen Zhuzi, it doesn't move.
However, Tang Yan did not dare to stay any more, and left in vain.
The sound of Qin Feng is caught in the sound of water. "What are you doing here?"
Chen stared again, and his eyes didn't move. "I'm afraid that Erye is bored alone."
The eyes were black and black, and for a moment, Qin Feng was the first time he was stared at the thing. No one in the past had this courage and opportunity.
He is inexplicably uncomfortable, and this feeling has never been.
Chen went to the pool and looked at it. It’s so yellow. "You are not a vegetarian, you are not so vegetarian? How is there such a heavy fire?"
Qin Feng wanted to find something to plug the mouth of the person.
Seeing the old man collecting the bird, Chen did not see enough in his face. He was not happy. "Are you not shaking?"
Qin Feng pulled the zipper's action, "Shut up."
Chen closed his mouth with ignorance.
The zipper card was a bit, and Qin Feng hit a cold eye.
Chen blinked innocently. "...I didn't talk."
Qin Feng’s forehead pulled out a blue rib.
He went to wash his hands, and Chen followed, and if the eyes swept through the door, the people left.
Tang Hao is running away. He drives to the golden light in a hurry, and finds the individual according to the image of the skinny monkey.
After the second half of the work, Tang Yan found that there was no strength. He was as jealous as the old cow, and he was finished with a kick.
The boy put the tipping in his waist and went out with a roll.
When Tang Yan grabbed t, he threw it on the ground. He was usually heavy, and there was no weight, and there was no bang.
He didn't pull his trousers and just smoked on the sofa. The source of the was not because of the thin monkey, but because the other person looked at the look of the toy.
Excited, shy, excited, pious, fiery, just like a big baby, want to touch, still embarrassed.
Don't touch it, look awkward, a pitiful little look, people look at it, want to pick him up and show him enough.
Tang Yan breathed heavily and hardened.
He wondered when he got people from the hustle and had a good time.
Tang Yan bites the cigarette and has an idea.
Qiao Mingyue’s call was made to the house the next morning, and it was still a landline.
He was on the phone, and the whole house was unknown, his mind was deep, and he couldn’t beat the simple two words.
Qin Feng took over the microphone handed down by the next person, "Hey."
The young and clear voice came from the head, which was very comfortable. "Two Lords."
Qin Feng’s expression became mild.
How come you suddenly think of calling?

After a while, Qiao Mingyue said, "I want to be the second master."
He sighed. "I don't get used to eating abroad. I want to eat at home."
Qin Feng asked, "How many times did you leave?"
Qiao Mingyue said, "No. 5."
Qin Feng eyebrows, "When you send someone to the airport to pick you up."
Qiao Mingyue said, "Okay."
Qin Feng asked, "Is the performance going smoothly?"
"It's very smooth."
Just before the phone was hung, Qiao Mingyue whispered, "Two Lord, do you miss me?"
Qin Feng held the microphone, and the eyelids behind the lens slammed through the stairway.
It is empty.
Chen went back to the room. He squatted on the glass, sighed, drew a circle, and then sighed and drew a circle.
It seems that Qiao Mingyue is coming back. Chen took his head against the glass. He is an old play bone. He is a beginner and his strength is not easy to crush.
Chen rolled his face on the glass.
Before he came back to Qiao Mingyue, he had to find a way to go to Qinfeng to grasp the sensitivity and not let himself be spiked.
People don't show up on the surface, they can't look down on Chen in private, and don't look at him.
Qin Feng did not speak, Chen did not even have a dead person at the door. He died inside, rotten, stinks, and no one knows.
Pour a glass of water for himself, and Chen holds the cup to the balcony and drinks water to fill the hunger.
That time he read a love letter that was hard to say, and he saved a small life.
One month after detoxification, many times under the surveillance of Qin Feng, revealing the evil side, there is a room here.
Chen’s teeth smashed into the mouth of the cup, and the cinnabar smashed it, thanks to you along the way.
There was a vague sound in the ear, and Chen went to the balcony and looked down.
It is so large that you can spin and jump in the garden. Qin Feng is trimming the flower branches. He wears a charcoal gray home service, holding scissors in one hand, and playing with green plants in one hand. It is an approachable uncle.
Chen is licking his ass, looking at the relish, and several people appear in his field of vision.
The unusual atmosphere can be detected from far away, he licked his and saw the two muscular men slamming the man to the ground.
Chen couldn't hear what the muscular man said with Qin Feng. He only saw the face of the man on the ground being stepped into the mud. One of the muscular men gave Qin Feng a respectful gesture.
Qin Feng's fingers were holding a flower and cutting it with scissors. His thin lips opened and closed, as if he had said a word.
After that, the muscular man took out a syringe and plunged it into the neck of the man on the ground.
At that moment, Chen felt that his neck was sore, and he subconsciously touched it.
Nothing, it’s not me, Chen closed his eyes and comforted himself.
He went to see it again. The man on the ground was twitching on his limbs, foaming at the mouth, and he did not move for a few moments. His head was facing the balcony.
Chen had a hard time swallowing, and he almost fell to the same end with that.
Another time I escaped from the mouth of three dogs.
I found that my eyes were looking at myself, and Chen missed the time of hiding. He raised his hand and said hello.
Good morning, old metamorphosis.
Qin Feng seems to smile, no temperature, he gave the scissors to the people, the other hand grabbed a hand on the ground, and he cut five fingers.
Chen’s eyes are big, lying, early in the morning, so bloody, put on TV, are you going to make mosaics? !
He saw the five fingers being put into a small box and didn't know where to go.
The person who received it looked at it and estimated that it would spit out the overnight meal.
At noon, the next person sent the meal up and there was meat.
Chen smelled the scent and had appetite. He used to look at it, it was braised chicken feet, it was placed in the sky, and it was alive, as if it would move at any time.
Thinking of the picture I saw in the morning, Chen’s face was blue and the stomach suddenly rolled.
He quickly rushed into the bathroom and squatted in front of the toilet.
After the spit out, Chen was half-dead and fell on the bed, and his eyes were still hanging with physiological tears.
The old perversion must be deliberate, that is, playing with him.
Chen turned his head too far and dumped all the chicken paws in the trash. The rice was not eaten.
He stayed in the room all day, listening to the sound of the car under the floor, knowing when Qin Feng went out and when he came back.
Chen woke up again, woke up and slept again, and got up, found that the dark clouds were in the air, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Seeing this scene, Chen’s mood suddenly became better. It seemed to be poured into a truck of chicken blood, and there was an endless force.
Qin Feng’s parents walked on the same day and were killed. It was a rainy day. The thunder was loud and thin. He was lying next to the two bodies. He could not cry out loud and helplessly, until the dawn, the blood on the ground dried up.
No one knows that the experience of that night left a terrible shadow in Qin Feng’s heart. From then on, he was afraid of thunder and rain.
As soon as that weather went, Qin Feng stayed in the room, and one faced the invisible fear.
Chen and Yan were on the bed, licking their fingernails, and automatically grasped the information in their heads.
The weather forecast shows that the next week is sunny and cloudy, and there is rain today.
God, this is a hole for him.
Even if it is a dog hole, he has no reason not to get into it.
A white light squats in the air, dividing the window glass into two, showing the light in the eyes of the young.
It's thundering.
Chen raised an arm and scented it under the armpit. He had no taste. He lifted another arm and smelled it.
Then don't take a shower, don't eat anything in a day, go in and definitely get dizzy, life is dangerous.
When the ghosts were crying outside, Chen jumped out of bed to open the door. He remembered something and closed the door to the bathroom.
Has been confirmed, no constipation, unimpeded.
Very good, you can leave.