MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 16 Big man (16)

In the face of men's horrible pressure and anger, Qiao Mingyue was silent and bearish, and his heart fell to the sea.

He never dreamed that he would have experienced such a big change when he was on a business trip for more than a month.

He had a shower out last night, and the man had already slept, not to mention a small win, but not even good night.

There was no memory in it all at once, but this time it even disappointed him.

The man has always had very little demand for his body. His energy and ambitions were all above his career, and he was later.

Qiao Mingyue did not feel anything in the past, and even fascinated with the temperance of men.

He is a substitute for the dead. Over the years, he has been working hard to improve himself, catch up with the man's figure, want to be recognized, and believe that he has done his best.

But now...

He was beaten by the scenes of these two days.

No matter how good you are, what the man wants.

When the second smashed away, Tang Yan was relieved. "Little Joe, I can't forget the man."

The implication is that you have this face, which is the greatest guarantee.

Qiao Mingyue said faintly, "If there is a person who can make him have no time to remember the past?"

Don Juan is dumb.

That lean monkey has endless energy and can really do it.

"No, I am second..."

He remembered the scenes in the woods, and the anger of the second scorpion because of the thing of the thin monkey. If you didn’t say it, the good lies were so difficult.

This is over, he still wants to get the skinny monkey.

Qiao Mingyue squinted at the eyebrows, and the fundus was a gloomy color that could not be opened.

In the lounge, Chen was disinfecting the wounds on his body. He comforted himself. When he died, there was a chance to be born again. If he changed, he would not refuse.

This is not the bottom of the foot on the foot, and you can't get rid of it.

Chen licked his mouth, so the pie that fell from the sky was filled with stone. He had to pick it up and stuff it into his mouth.

"Just the game... fake... I don't feel at all... oh... lie... still hurts..."

"What are you doing?"

There was a voice coming from behind, and Chen did not think about it, "pain!"

He turned his head sharply, and the cotton ball in his hand almost fell. Brother, how do you have no sound when you walk?

Qin Feng shut the door, sweeping the blood on the chest of the youth, the color is too bright, weak and pitiful.

When the old man’s throat moved, Chen numb his scalp. He subconsciously took his arm to cover it, and then he knew that the good girl would not care.

Qin Feng was so self-conscious, "put on clothes and go out with me."

Chen slowly swallowed up and was stared at by the old man. His words were all the words of the horse x. They floated over and floated over. He directly took out the two words.

Qin Feng put this fresh word on the product, "is a good proposal."

Chen wants to die.

He looked around, table corners, walls, ashtrays, fruit knives, and it was easy to die.

Forget it.

It’s better to die than to live.

Chen pulled down the t-shirt and waited for a while. He and Qin Feng went up and down together.

Trouble.

The thing that can be changed with the value of good thoughts can't be used. It can't be used without him, and the horse can't eat it.

However, he was a little angry in the past two days, very dry, and he was struggling with the large size. What to do if it was cracked, it was not a cloth, and it would be fine to take a needle and poke.

Chen thinks he should be better for himself. "You wait for me."

He went to the bathroom, and after a while, Qin Feng smelled a faint scent and was a shower gel.

The sun is okay, and it will be a little late. Don’t say that the horse is going to go out and take a few steps to get a salted fish. The horse has long waited. It sees the owner and brings an ugly guy, which is not acceptable. .

Qin Fengshun Shun horse's mane, jumped on the horse, handsome Chen was dizzy, could not stand, and wanted to go back to lie down.

"Up."

Chen added, "I am afraid of height."

"..." Qin Feng looked down on the youth. "I gave you a rope around your neck, let you run behind, or do you come up yourself?"

Chen twisted his face and he hated multiple choice questions.

The sky is blue, the white clouds are floating, the small wind is blowing, there is such a little bit of song singing "You are the wind, I am sand, tangled up to the horizon" feeling.

Chen shook again, so swearing.

Qin Feng touched the goose bump on the young arm. "Are you cold?"

"I feel hot."

Chen pulled the neckline. "It's too hot."

"..."

Qin Feng took Chen and slid around the racecourse for three laps. He passed through the grove and came to a very empty place.

Even if there is no space, no one is completely prepared for them.

Chen was turned to the side by Qin Feng, facing him, and still did not respond, this began.

"No, ah, the construction is not wearing a helmet, it is not safe."

"It hurts and hurts... Ma... You talk to the old horse... Let it run slower... The trough... What happened to Ma Da... How did it jump up? Up..."

The sound in the ear was too noisy, Qin Feng thought about it, what to take to block the mouth that was chattering in front of him.

A face was deceived, and Chen’s mouth was soft. He blinked and his head tilted back and pulled away. He forgot the pain. “Have you kissed me?”

Qin Feng’s breath is heavy and his eyes are flashing. “How?”

Chen frowned. "Tell me, I am not prepared at all."

Qin Feng’s voice is hoarse, “What are you going to prepare?”

Chen is inhaling again. "Put it, I am afraid to twist my neck."

Qin Feng took him to the front and said, "Ready?"

Chen has a high voice, a good fart, have you given me time to prepare?

No, if you go on like this, you must die. He decided to transfer the topic. Usually, watching the action movie is just like this.

"Grandpa thank you."

Qin Feng seems to be taken away from his thoughts, and his breath is heavy. "Thank me for what?"

"Too much."

Chen said that he would catch a breath when he said a word. "Poisonous, some eat, some wear, live in a big house, and don't have to pay rent."

"My life is better than before, it is heaven."

Qin Feng raised his eyelids, the meaning is unknown, the tone is mild, "I really think so?"

"Yeah yeah." Chen said as he licked his head. I said so sincerely, you will pity me, don't move anymore. "People, it doesn't matter if you think so much. It’s better to have a day and be happy for a day.”

He smiled and showed his neat teeth. "Two Lord, are you saying that?"

Qin Feng’s eyes are not deep. When the youth said that the expression on his face was not his usual turbidity, it was even cleaner than the clouds in the sky.

The atmosphere is very good, Chen wants to bear it again, but he can't help it, uncomfortable, want to marry the size.

Qin Feng’s breathing was heavier, and he put a heavy hand on his waist.

Losing balance, Chen instinctively seized Qin Feng, holding him tightly, for fear that he would fall, "Qin Feng, don't let go!"

At this time, the value of the evil thoughts at the top of Qin Feng’s head was less than 5, and now it is only 499.

Chen blinked, not a gaze, it was true, he laughed excitedly, and both hands kept patted Qin Feng, and the whole person pumped.

According to this rhythm, can he not complete the task quickly and go to the next world?

Qin seal is boring, he hugged the little guy who suddenly went crazy, "Hone."

"Don't talk nonsense," Chen yelled, "Come on!"

Qin Feng took the youth to the front, kicked his stomach and continued to run.

When the black horse stopped, it was too cold to pull his head and pant. It was too tired.

Chen on the horse is sweating again, and he can drip when he picks up. He cursed, why is it 499, a lot of decimal points?

Mom, me!

444 thinks that it is necessary to come out and justify it. This pot does not want to be backed up. "Oh, this is purely a personal misunderstanding of Mr. Chen."

The IQ was suspected, and Chen was wronged.

Qin Feng frowned, the front is also happy with a little madman, shouting while shouting, how is it smashed?

He patted the face of the young man, "talk."

Chen is holding his horse's neck, tears in the wind, don't call me, I don't want to talk.