Tyrannosaurus Rex and Xiaojiaohua [The End Times]

Coming out of the bathroom, Shen Dechuan asked Qiao Muxi to draw the curtains.

The so-called window in the living room is as large as an entire wall, floor-to-ceiling style, and is tightly covered by gray-black cloth curtains all year round.For no particular reason, Shen Dechuan would not open the curtains.He likes sealed environments without light.The few warm spherical lights in the whole house are mostly hung on the ceiling as decorations.

Only after Qiao Muxi opened the curtain did he realize that Shen Dechuan's actions were to let him know something.

He looked down, and the opposite was a leisure park with beautiful scenery and a large area.From the floor where you can see the music fountain.It should be at least a hundred years ago, and it is not popular to build leisure places in different places now.

There is a wide avenue between the park and the ancient mansion building, which is empty at the end, except for two dark cars parked abruptly opposite.The car window was half drawn, exposing a section of the man's neck and chin.

The man quickly looked up from the bottom.The line of sight locked very quickly, not like a casual glance.

Qiao Muxi vaguely saw his lips moving, as if he was talking.

"they are……?"

Qiao Muxi had a rough guess in his heart.

A muscular body came up from behind, its arms circled around Qiao Muxi and grabbed the curtains.Shen Dechuan leaned lazily on Qiao Muxi's body, and said in a contemptuous and indifferent tone, "People from the association."

Shen Dechuan breathed in Qiao Muxi's sensitive ears, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, resisting the thought of rubbing his ears.

"Why does the association..." As an ordinary resident, Qiao Muqi has a vague idea of ​​the situation in the supernatural world.Like all the people in the superficial world, he thinks that the relationship between supernatural beings and supernatural associations is similar to the relationship between ordinary people and the Security Bureau, and they are responsible for and supervise each other.

Shen Dechuan closed the curtains with a swipe, blocking the peeping eyes, and sat on the sofa alone.

"Come here." He said to Qiao Muxi who was standing there stupidly like an order.

Quiet environment, dark.A faint sense of tension comes and goes.It doesn't seem to be the kind of nervousness that the heart is so anxious that it jumps out of the throat when he is being chased and escapes before him.Different.How to describe it?Qiao Muqi tried to distract his attention, pretending to be digging seriously how to describe this strange mood, and then walked towards Shen Dechuan step by step.

Shen Dechuan's gaze made his limbs stiff, as if he was awkward with his hands and feet.Walking can actually become an awkward and unfamiliar thing, accompanied by the auditory hallucination of time ticking slowly.

As soon as he walked to the sofa, Shen Dechuan gave him a hand impatiently, surrounded him with a righteous attitude, and then leaned his entire upper body up.The chin had to rest on his shoulder.Grabbing his hand with one hand, the other hand rested on his head for some unknown reason, pressing the hair on his forehead longer than his eyebrows, almost touching his fragile eyes.

Qiao Muxi suddenly came to his senses: If things go on like this, he won't be able to figure out what's going on with those messy things.Soon, that will all be tomorrow.

"That, that...can you turn on the TV?" Qiao Muxi just finished speaking, and the voice-activated LCD TV turned on in response.

Finally, there was light and sounds from other places to destroy the atmosphere of being alone, Qiao Muqi let out a small sigh of relief.

"Does the association have a bad relationship with you?"

He just asked out of words: "Then... have they seen me? Will it cause you trouble? And that person just now..."

"There are many supernatural beings living in this building. They suspect that I live here, and they also want to know if you are looking for me."

Shen Dechuan's drowsiness has not completely dissipated, and his tone is lazy.

Qiao Muxi asked confusedly: "Is it okay to let them see?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Dechuan said: "Anyway, if you see something you shouldn't see, you will die."

Dying in Shen Dechuan's mouth is a calm event, perhaps more common than eating and drinking.

The topic was almost interrupted here embarrassingly.

Qiao Muxi stared at the TV screen without squinting, while carefully raising the previous question: "You said you know..."

"I'll answer you, and then we just don't make up?" Shen Dechuan asked without thinking, his palm slid down and fell on the side of his face, making Qiao Muqi meet his fierce eyes.

His expression was one of suspicion and wariness.

In a trance, Qiao Muqi had the illusion that "Shen Dechuan is like a big child who treats a lost and found toy".He pursed his lips and shook his head, couldn't help organizing words to assure, "No. I won't... um... I won't cross the river and tear down the bridge. I promise..."

The idiom "crossing the river and tearing down the bridge" is a bit strange to use here, but it would be even more terrifying if the words "use it and throw it away" are used?

"alright."

Shen Dechuan muttered to himself, and then said perfunctorily, "You ask."

Qiao Muqi tried his best to ignore the itchy and hot touch on his neck, and wanted to sort out the whole process in chronological order.

The first is the CCTV hacking incident.

"Is Director Wu the clown's undercover agent?"

Shen Dechuan seemed to hum vaguely as affirmation, and suddenly licked Qiao Muqi, which made Qiao Muxi subconsciously push him away.But Qiao Muqi soon realized that the ex-boyfriend who was a primitive beast had transformed into a current boyfriend just 5 minutes ago.

The current boyfriend still has the right to do this, right?

Probably... is to put...

"Are there any undercover clowns in the association?" Qiao Muxi asked again. In fact, the content broadcast on the TV had already floated past in front of his eyes completely in vain.

Shen Dechuan didn't say a word, which was his default.

The next step should be the death of Professor Zhang Ji.

"Professor..." Qiao Muqi unconsciously grabbed Shen Dechuan's hand, "Is it because of me? Why? Director Wu said today that there is something wrong with my upgrade information, is it true? Is it because of..."

"No."

Shen Dechuan replied: "It's not because of you."

"That……?"

"They also want to upgrade their qualifications." Shen Dechuan let go of his hand, and happily passed his fingers through his fingers, interlocking his fingers and shaking Qiao Muqi's hand, "They thought that Zhang Ji had extra places, and they operated in secret .Except for people like you, no one believes that art is eligible for promotion places."

"That's why Director Wu thinks there's something wrong with my promotion qualifications..."

Qiao Muqi easily believed Shen Dechuan's explanation.He always thought that Shen Dechuan was someone who was too powerful to lie, and he was used to trusting Shen Dechuan as his backbone.

"Jack is dead..." Qiao Muqi asked, "Where's Alice? Where's the nigger? They were captured by...a tall, long-haired high-level supernatural being. Are they dead too?"

"Hanahara."

Shen Dechuan seemed to be dissatisfied with the continuous problems of Qiao Muqi, so he took a bite on the neck of the first layer, leaving a light tooth mark.As if the traces of the mark satisfied his weird possessive desire, he licked it roughly like a wild animal before replying: "Not dead."

"Are they still in the hands of the association?"

"No."

"Escaped?" Qiao Muxi clung to the question tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.He moved his shoulders, trying to subtly remind Shen Dechuan not to play games where guns would go off.

Pity it didn't work.

Shen Dechuan went so far that he no longer fulfilled the responsibility of answering questions, he pinched Qiao Muqi's arm to stop the weak struggle, and kissed it on his own, even making a click of his tongue.

Qiao Muqi suddenly became overcooked, and his whole mind went blank with a bang.The fiery heat surged up crazily, dominating the temperature of the whole body.The air dries up and becomes ambiguous, like a hazy gauze covering the eyes.

"He, will they still... um..." Will they be active in the table space?

Qiao Muqi covered his mouth and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The familiar voice combined with the accent full of sex successfully stunned him.

"No." Shen Dechuan diverted his attention, and grabbed Qiao Muqi's hand with both hands playfully.Qiao Muqi's hands were a little chubby and soft.He squeezed it twice, and suddenly kissed it with great interest, took it in his mouth, touched it with his teeth slowly, and then rubbed it with his soft tongue.It's like a little fun activity before a formal meal.

Qiao Muxi stared blankly, he saw Shen Dechuan's beautiful eyelashes hanging down, casting vague shadows under his eyes.She saw Shen Dechuan's dark eyeballs sliding into the upward corners of his eyes like glass beads, staring lazily at him.I also saw the other party's mature Adam's apple rolling under the thin skin with ease——

Qiao Muqi suddenly felt a little numb.I can't tell where the numbness invaded. First, my hands and feet become very weak, and my eyes become dizzy.

The body broke away from the master's will, regardless of shame, and submissively softened into Shen Dechuan's arms.

Shen Dechuan must have noticed this unusual softening attitude.His eyesight was as sharp as a knife's edge, and his eager body followed suit and changed his posture.

Qiao Muqi was pressed on the sofa, with the cold sofa leather behind him and a hot body on his body.When he met Shen Dechuan's eyes full of lust, he could only obediently let Shen Dechuan push one leg into the gap between his legs forcefully.

The rosy earlobe fell into the opponent's mouth first.The soft and innocent piece of meat was rubbed and twisted wantonly.

At the same time, the hem of the sweater reached into a rough hand and grabbed the waist.The cold air rushed in, causing a shudder.

Qiao Muqi's face was flushed as usual, he gritted his teeth and turned his head away, but was quickly pulled back.

Shen Dechuan stared at him unblinkingly with long and narrow eyes.

"Look at me." His voice was hoarse, "Look at me, do you hear me?"

This sentence is suddenly more charming than all actions.

Shen Dechuan stared at Qiao Muqi swearingly without reaching his goal, and showed with his actions that since it was a reconciliation and a relationship, he would not be satisfied with unilateral attacks.He wants to respond, starting with the tiniest response, and there are ways to force the arbor to retreat step by step.Sooner or later, Qiao Muqi will respond enthusiastically to him according to his preferred degree of initiative.

That's what Shen Dechuan planned.

Qiao Muqi hadn't thought of going to such a long-term place.He just had to nod, nodding again and again, and hesitantly put his hands on Shen Dechuan's slender waist with his hands, which were at a loss and had nowhere to go.

Shen Dechuan paused for a while, then lowered his head and rubbed his lips.

Qiao Muxi curled up his toes.

--Oh no.

He thought scatteredly: Tomorrow is Monday...

The author has something to say: We Shen Dechuan, do the beasts understand?

Hormones from head to toe, what kind of lust.

Obedient