Young man, your abs have dropped

The night was thick, and the master and subordinates in Prince Cheng's mansion had already fallen into a deep sleep, and even the guards guarding every corner were a little sleepy, one by one nodding their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

Tan Yan lay with eyes open until now, but couldn't lie down any longer, so she tiptoed down to the bed and got dressed, and then gently sat back on the side of the couch, looking down at Xie Lanzhi, who had no psychological burden after being confessed, and was in a trance. .

Xie Lanzhi said that he himself looked very similar to this body, but he didn't know what it looked like. He imagined such a face with neat short hair, wearing a short-sleeved sweater and Wearing shorts, carrying a drawing board on the back, walking slowly and carefree in the busy streets, I feel soft in my heart just thinking about it.

He couldn't help reaching out and touching Xie Lanzhi's face lightly. The corner of Xie Lanzhi's mouth twitched, and he still slept with a harmless face. He looked at this face for a long time, and finally reluctantly Standing up quickly, walked out of the room with light steps, opened the door quietly and walked out.

It has been a while since the new emperor ascended the throne. Now that the situation in the capital has stabilized, the guards of Prince Cheng's Mansion are less vigilant than before, completely unaware that there are ghosts floating over the wall.

Tan Yan easily left Prince Cheng's mansion and rushed all the way to a large courtyard in the west of the city. After crossing the wall and entering the courtyard, he went straight to the West Wing. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Seeing that no one responded, he added more force.

After a while, someone came to open the door cursing, and when he looked up and saw that it was Tan Yan, he was taken aback for a moment, and said in disbelief, "What's the matter, Mr. Yun, coming to the humble house in the middle of the night?"

Tan Yan's face was slightly red, but fortunately there were only a few stars in the night, and the dark night covered his strange expression very well. He cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Sun, can you go in and talk?"

Mr. Sun was terminally ill, and his life was saved by Tan Yan. The savior opened his mouth, and there was no reason why he should not be, so he quickly invited him in.

It wasn't until the gate was closed that Tan Yan had the nerve to explain why he came: "I remember that Mr. Sun is good at... good at disguise..."

Mr. Sun looked stunned, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him: "What kind of appearance does Third Master Yun want to disguise? How old is it? Is it male or female?"

"No, no, no..." Tan Yan quickly waved his hands, paused, and said a little uncomfortably, "Can you make that kind of fake muscles?"

"Huh?" Mr. Sun was puzzled, "Chicken? Should it be boiled or grilled?"

"...cough cough!" Tan Yan choked on the water he just drank, his face flushed red, and he stammered, "I'm talking about the... pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles..."

Mr. Sun suddenly realized, but his doubts deepened, and he didn't understand what the savior wanted this thing for, and then he heard Tan Yan explain without money here: "I'm a little afraid of the cold, and I want to put a layer of that on my body... ... Meat, I wonder if Mr. Sun can..."

Mr. Sun looked dull: "Yes! Yes, yes!"

Tan Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there is Mr. Laosun, I'll just wait here."

Mr. Sun: "..."

No, are you in such a hurry?

Tan Yan sat on the chair like an old monk in meditation, as if he would not leave until he got the goods.

Mr. Sun wanted to cry, but he got up quickly, yawned, wiped his tears and stumbled towards the small workshop behind.

At dawn, Mr. Sun came back with his eyes squinted, holding a pack of ready-made muscles in his hand. Tan Yan was still sitting in the same posture, looking at him with bright eyes, and he didn't seem to be sleepy at all.

Mr. Sun opened his eyes and said vigorously, "Third Master Laoyun undresses."

Tan Yan waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, I'll post it myself."

Mr. Sun couldn't ask for it, so he quickly offered the things with both hands. Seeing that Tan Yan wanted to pay, he took advantage of the excuse of refusing to push him out of the door: "If you can't do it, and it doesn't cost a lot of money, there is no way to repay your life-saving grace. It's just a little busy, you don't have to be so polite, Mr. Yun, take it back quickly."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to close the door, turned around and rushed into the bedroom, and plunged into the bed.

Tan Yan took those muscles and went back to Prince Cheng's mansion happily. When he returned, Xie Lanzhi changed his sleeping position, but still didn't intend to wake up. He took a closer look, turned around and went to the clean room, closed the door and turned on the light. , "Swish, Swish, Swish", after a lot of work, finally pasted the muscles, and after the paste was finished, he took a picture of himself in the mirror, with a bit of shame in his satisfied expression, and then put on the clothes again.

It's hot today, and the inner and outer shirts are all loose. Now the body has become stronger, and the clothes can still be worn, but the movement is a little tight, and the lower part is faintly bulging.

Tan Yan felt more and more ashamed, so he turned off the light while holding his fast and violent heartbeat, went back to the bedroom, and lay down beside Xie Lanzhi.

After a lot of tossing and turning, it was already dawn, Xie Lanzhi turned over and got up in a daze, with a hoarse voice: "San'er, I'm going to pee."

Xie Lan stopped and tightened his throat: "...Oh."

Xie Lanzhi crawled over him, got off the couch and groped to go to the clean room. Tan Yan tossed and tossed on the couch, thinking in his heart how to talk about "touching" with him after dawn would appear inappropriate. So deliberate.

After suffering for a while, Xie Lanzhi came back, and for some reason, she tripped over her shoe and fell onto Tan Yan with a "slap".

Tan Yan quickly reached out to help him, and said with concern: "Slow down!"

"Oh." Xie Lanzhi rolled over on him again, lay down and thought something was wrong, then rolled back again, "San'er?"

Tan Yan responded with a trembling voice in the misty morning: "Hey!"

Xie Lanzhi touched his chest with one hand.

Tan Yan: "!!!"

Xie Lanzhi muttered, "It's so strange..."

"Where...where is it strange?"

Xie Lanzhi originally wanted to say, "Why didn't you realize that your chest is so elastic before", but for some reason, he changed it to: "You didn't hide when I touched you?"

Tan Yan forced himself to be calm: "I promised you yesterday, and it's almost dawn now, so it's the second day."

Xie Lanzhi let out an "oh", and woke up suddenly, a carp sat up straight from the couch: "Wow! Really let me touch it?!"

Tan Yan felt that it was too much for him to touch while lying down, and it was easy to cause accidents, so he quickly sat up too: "Yeah."

Xie Lanzhi jumped on him excitedly with a voice of "Aw", and his freshly washed cold hands "swiped" and slipped into the hem of his shirt.

Tan Yan's muscles all over his body suddenly contracted, numb from head to toe.

Because he reacted too violently, he even trembled a bit, as slow as Xie Lanzhi noticed it, thought for a while and quickly pulled out his hand: "Is it cold to you? Hey, I'll rub it first..." Then he started Rub your hands together, and send them to your mouth to exhale while rubbing.

Tan Yan had a layer of fake flesh on his body, so he didn't feel that his hands were cold at all. Seeing him so solemnly, his whole body felt embarrassing enough to burn.

Xie Lanzhi rubbed his hands and touched his face, feeling that it was almost done, then went to pull the hem of his clothes, and put his two paws into it with a reverent expression.

"Damn it!" Xie Lanzhi was beyond shocked, "Why are your muscles so awesome?!"

Tan Yan had a vague sense of stolen vanity, and because of this vanity aggravated his shame, and because he finally touched him, but because he couldn't feel the temperature of his palm through a layer of fake flesh, he gave birth to a deep feeling. After several additions, Tan Yan's mind was so confused that he didn't know where to start, so he could only let Xie Lanzhi do his own thing in a daze.

"Big guy with pectoral muscles, what the hell!"

"Wow! This bicep is amazing!"

"Eight-pack abs are too standard, so sexy!"

Xie Lanzhi felt and felt that Tan Yan's clothes had been completely ripped open. It was still midsummer, and there was no coolness at all. Tan Yan just let him look at him and touch him with nothing to love, eyes full of " Regret at the beginning" sad.

Xie Lanzhi touched and felt a feeling of unreality, and couldn't help asking his soul: "San'er, you have a gentle appearance, why is your body so beastly?"

Tan Yan: "???"

Xie Lanzhi suddenly made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

Tan Yan didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

It was almost dawn now, Xie Lanzhi moved closer and looked carefully: "Are you injured?"

Tan Yan was confused: "No."

Xie Lanzhi stretched out his hand, touched the suspected scar with his index finger, and found that the scar was raised, and his eyes widened in shock. Seeing that Tan Yan didn't seem to be in any pain, he couldn't help scratching with his fingers, and paused for a while. , Picked again.

Tan Yan lowered his head: "What are you doing?"

Xie Lan stopped picking, picking, picking, and a piece of abdominal muscle fell off and landed on Tan Yan's crotch.

Tan Yan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but unfortunately his sight was blocked by Xie Lanzhi's furry head: "What's wrong?"

Xie Lanzhi stared blankly for a while, and stammered in a trembling voice as he had seen a horrible and supernatural event: "You you you you...you lost a piece of your abdominal muscle..."

Tan Yan: "!!!"

Before Tan Yan could react, Xie Lanzhi tremblingly picked up his fallen abdominal muscle. Because he was shaking so much, his fingers touched his secret parts, and with only a light touch, the The thing that was already ready to move but was suppressed by force instantly rebelled, straightened up and poked Xie Lanzhi's hand with his obscene pants.

Xie Lanzhi: "???"

Tan Yan closed her eyes in shame and indignation: "..."

Xie Lanzhi looked at his abs, then at the flag he had erected, and then at his abs, and asked a question full of mental retardation: "What's going on? It's a switch that fell off?"

As he said that, he made another move that was even more mentally retarded——pressed his abdominal muscles back, barely fixed it, and then looked at the place again, and found that the flag had not died down, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it.

Tan Yan froze and didn't dare to move, her face full of despair.

Xie Lanzhi found that not only did the thing not die down, but it became more and more lively, and he reacted belatedly: "Oh... what is it..."

Tan Yan's face turned red and white, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in: "I...I..."

Xie Lanzhi reached out his hand again curiously, touched it with research spirit, and exclaimed: "Wow! Your little brother is as beastly as your muscles!"

Something in Tan Yan's mind exploded with a "boom", making a soul-shocking noise. He could no longer face Xie Lanzhi, and quickly jumped off the bed with his face burned into magma, picked up the long gown on the screen and messed it up. As soon as he wrapped it up, he slammed open the window with a "bang", and jumped out as if fleeing for his life.

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