[Online game] Don't!I am male

"Old hooligan, I actually reacted because I've been thinking of you as a girl!"

The man was holding the door frame with his left hand, and resting his right hand on the doorknob. He leaned back slightly, twisted his neck and looked at him behind the door. The corner of his raised lip was elegant, and the tails of his slightly raised eyes were coquettish.

"Huh?" Lang Jun raised his eyebrows, pushed down his glasses, and when he put his hand down, it naturally fell on the edge of the door. With a sudden pull, Cheng Qing's left hand slipped off the door frame, and his center of gravity was unstable. The beautiful arc drawn by the door slipped and fell on their backs, and rushed to the water-stained ground...

"Damn it!" Cheng Qing hurriedly grabbed the door frame again, in vain, he could only curse in his heart and mourn for his poor uniform.

Instead of the expected dull pain, strong arms grabbed his waist before his uniform made intimate contact with the floor.

My sister!

Brother likes this pose the most. It’s true, but the position is wrong, okay?

Brother only likes to elegantly wipe off the girl's oil to appreciate the beauty of her face, not to be appreciated by others in turn!

Standing in the girl's position in her favorite pose, Cheng Qing was extremely depressed, but not pretentious. After a short smile, he smiled even more coquettishly and hooked Lang Jun's neck: "Your sister! You have an enmity with your brother's uniform ah!"

"Well, it's a bit of hatred." The slightly ruthless face gradually enlarged, the tip of the nose rubbed against the tip of the nose, and through the lens that was shining with a hooligan light, the sharp eyes were deep and bright, "How about helping you take it off?"

The shirt that had just been packed was gracefully pulled out, the warm palm was pressed against the skin around his waist, and his fingertips flicked and circled around his waist, Cheng Qing felt palpitations for no reason, and tried his best to tilt his head back to cover up his slightly chaotic breathing , teasing: "Old rascal, you like performing in public so much?"

Lang Jun raised the corners of his lips, bit his smooth chin, and ground his teeth. The tip of his tongue slid down a graceful arc, slid to the protruding place, paused, made a circle, put the entire Adam's apple into his mouth, and licked it. suck.

Clearly feeling the muscle of the arm hooked around the neck stiffen, Lang Jun pinched his flexible waist in satisfaction, sucked hard, tightened Cheng Qing's waist, and took Cheng Qing to lean against the wall behind the door, At the beginning of the technique, he bit Cheng Qing's collar button with his teeth.

Fierce and fiery are pressed against each other through the pants, Cheng Qing is lying on Lang Jun's body, with his toes pointing to the ground, without any strength at all, he can freely put his five fingers into the smooth broken hair, tighten it, and chuckle: " Old rascal, do you want to become Mediterranean in advance?"

"Believe it or not, you dare to pull out a strand..." Lang Jun moved his palm down, and squeezed suggestively on the elastic and sexy buttocks, "I won't let you get out of this bathroom?"

"Fuck you!" Cheng Qing pulled Lang Jun's hair back violently, and the old hooligan who was buried on his collarbone and grinded his teeth let go of his hand and leaned against the wall, looking up at him with a calm smile.

Anger and embarrassment eloped hand in hand, the corners of Cheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he asked helplessly: "Are you crazy enough? Dare you stop being so narrow-minded?"

"You still think I'm taking revenge on you?" The sexy voice was hoarse and deep.

"Isn't it?"

"Ai——" Lang Jun sighed softly, his knee moved slightly, and the other leg squeezed between Cheng Qing's legs, and he tightened his arms, making the fiery bond between the two of them even tighter, "It's not revenge, it's... thin punishment .”

"Your sister!"

"Or, it's family education."

"Damn it! Are you crazy about smoking? The more you talk, the more unreliable you are!"

"You have such a feeling this time..." Lang Jun raised the corners of his lips, glanced at the waists and abdomens of the two of them, and stared at Cheng Qing with a half-smile, "Did you turn me into a girl again?"

What the hell!

Old rascal, how narrow-minded you are!

Cheng Qing stared at the ceiling speechlessly: Brother, you are so mean!

"If you don't know the difference, continue..." Lang Jun swept Cheng Qing's buttocks through his trousers, "Let you fully understand the difference between me and my sister."

"Stop!" Cheng Qing finally put away his coquettish smile, his expression distorted as if he was... constipated, "Brother, is it wrong?"

"Ok?"

"..." Cheng Qing turned his face away in depression, and aimed at the half-open bathroom door, "Brother... I know you were playing a hooligan just now, my sister is not as powerful as you."

"Are you willing to admit that you have feelings for me?"

"..." Cheng Qing rolled his eyes depressingly: It's an old sow who is pushing back and forth, brother...it's hard to say whether the old sow will respond to what the old sow said, "If you change someone, as long as you have good skills, Brother can respond as well."

"Have you tried it?" Lang Jun smiled slightly, carefully examining Cheng Qing's expression.

Cheng Qing suddenly smiled coquettishly, and asked, "What do you think?"

I think it's time to prepare an account book, or if I accidentally forget which account to calculate in the future, wouldn't I be too sorry for your mouth?

Lang Jun sneered with displeasure in his heart, but the smile on his face had already returned to its previous curvature.

Turning over with Cheng Qing, and pressing him against the wall face to face, he said: "Respect the facts, check first, so I can know whether you have tried it or not."

Yo!Mr. Lang Jun, do you really want to check?

If you really want to check, why did you deliberately give your little shou a chance to escape the gangster's grasp?

"Check your sister!" Being pressed against the wall by Lang Jun, her feet touched the ground. With a coquettish smile, Cheng Qing bent her knees and pointed at Lang Jun's vitals. Leaving out of the bathroom, he pointed his middle finger vigorously at the old rascal.

Lang Jun stared at the back who was walking towards Han Xu, and smiled inexplicably: "Zhen Er."

He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so it would be too much to continue. He didn't want to have a sadomasochistic relationship with this bastard, so he had to let him go, but would this bastard not be so complacent!

He was so proud that he wanted to snatch him back and continue to use his hands and feet.

Putting the tie on the sink into his pocket, touching the phone with his fingertips, frowning slightly, the phone vibrated again.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. The missed calls were no less than those of Cheng Qing. Lang Jun stood in front of the sink and straightened his collar to answer the call: "Dad."

"No matter where you are, get back to me immediately."

"The weather is bad today, Ronning can't go out."

"I want you to come back."

"I have no one to take care of Lang Ning when I go back. Tomorrow..." Lang Jun finally showed a determined smile to himself in the mirror, turned and walked out, and said as he walked, "I will go back to see you with Lang Ning tomorrow, you You also need to calm down."

Walking to the bustling backstage, just as the call ended, Cheng Qing and Han Xu punched to the flesh, their feet never missed, and they fought evenly. No one could take advantage of it. Dodging in disorder, applauding and cheering.

Mr. Lang observed for a while, and taking advantage of Han Xu's preparation for defense, he suddenly said unkindly: "Han Xu, I'm going to take my daughter-in-law home."

Influenced by his childhood prestige, Han Xu's movements unconsciously slowed down by half a beat when he heard Mr. Lang's voice. Cheng Qing took the opportunity to sweep Han Xu's shoulder with a whip leg, knocked Han Xu staggeringly, and was about to take the opportunity to beat him up The dog who fell into the water, but was grabbed by the collar from behind by the old rascal, Cheng Qing cursed depressedly: "Fuck! Old rascal, let go."

"It's enough to blow it out." After Lang Jun finished speaking, he let go of his hand.

"Your sister! Don't be too lenient!" The opportunity was lost, Cheng Qing didn't rush forward, moved his shoulders on the spot, and hooked his index finger at Han Xu, "Silly X, continue, brother today Beating you until your daughter-in-law doesn't even know you will be hard to get over the hatred in your heart."

"Fuck your sister!" Han Xu pointed his middle finger at Cheng Qing contemptuously, "Brother Lang is there to guard and protect you, I'd be really stupid if I continue with you!"

"Your sister, do him a favor!"

"Hey!" Cloud Walk put Cheng Qing's shoulders with a smirk, teasing ambiguously, "Cheng Qing, girl Qingchen, do you dare to wipe off that bright red strawberry on your neck before saying this?" ?”

strawberry?strawberry!

Cheng Qing raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple, and got the affirmative smile from Walking in the Clouds, instantly Sparta.

His sister!

Is the old hooligan really his nemesis?

Today, this person was completely lost, and even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to wash away the fishy smell on his body!

Cheng Qing's reaction was exactly as he expected, Lang Jun raised his eyebrows happily, took off the scarf and wrapped it around Cheng Qing's neck considerately.

Cheng Qing was freed from the Spartan state, took off the scarf gracefully, and smiled coquettishly: "It's just a strawberry, what's the matter! Maybe it's what the girls want!"

"..." Cloud Walk silently turned his face away. He felt that he had lost, so he might as well rush to the front desk to listen to Chu Tianshu's final sponsor's speech.

"..." Han Xu, Han Yang and the others simply pretended not to know this guy's virtue, fiddled with their instruments, and prepared to go on stage later.

The corner of Lang Jun's mouth twitched, and he forced the scarf around Cheng Qing's neck: "Wrap around, it's windy outside."

Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "When brother came, it was very windy."

Lang Jun felt helpless in his heart, suppressed the warmth in his smile, and asked casually: "You want to go out with my private seal so much to hook up with girls?"

"Sister is brother's favorite." Private stamp your sister!Is the pig eating well?

"Really?" Mr. Lang smiled inexplicably, and calmly persuaded, "I advise you to forget about your girls as soon as possible."

"Tch!" Cheng Qing sneered nonchalantly, picked up his precious guitar, and was about to leave the backstage.

"This way." Lang Jun grabbed Cheng Qing's arm and dragged him towards an inconspicuous door.

Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows and asked lazily, "Do you still want to be a hooligan?"

"Oh! Afraid?" Lang Jun laughed lowly, and didn't take the opportunity to do any ambiguous actions.

"I'm afraid of your sister!" Cheng Qing shook his arms, pulled Lang Jun's hand away, and walked to the door first. Lang Jun followed Cheng Qing slowly with his hands in his pockets, unscrupulously admiring the two long legs wrapped in uniform pants .

"Turn right, there are three religions connected there, so you don't need to go through the front desk." There is a corridor behind the door, Mr. Lang pointed out the way at the right time, Cheng Qing raised his eyebrows, turned right without saying a word.

There is another door at the end of the corridor. Behind the door is a glass corridor. As Lang Jun said, it is connected to another teaching building. In the corridor, students holding textbooks in twos and threes, some of them nodded and called "senior brother" when they saw Lang Jun. It was a greeting. As for Cheng Qing, he was completely treated as a transparent person.

Bodhisattva sister bless!In this day of losing everyone, this feeling is really good!

Leaving the Three Teachings, the two walked towards the school gate facing the northwest wind of magnitude 4 to 6 at the speed of a couple walking.

As soon as the figures of the two appeared at the gate of the Institute of Technology, the horn of the black off-road suspension vehicle with the police license plate of City A immediately rang twice impatiently.

Looking at the reputation, the man with the two Cheng family's iconic thick eyebrows is leaning on the car window with his arms, smoking a cigarette, and hooking his fingers at him, Cheng Qing elegantly sneered: "How the hell do you want to kill me?" An old hooligan who has caused a lot of trouble and played all the tricks!

"Dabao, Second Uncle asked me to tie you up and go home to be whipped! Get in the car quickly!"