20 billion year old boyfriend

These words spread to Pata, and his anger was overwhelming. The last battle in the small town had a grudge in his heart, and now he feels that China and the United States are too bullying, and they don't take him seriously at all.

According to the agreement that day, the Thai side was in charge of patrolling and checking. In a fit of anger, Pata withdrew the air patrolling forces, thinking, since you two bosses are so powerful, go catch the drug dealers yourself.

After that night, Li Mengtang was depressed for a day and a night, and was pinched and beaten by Ju Kuikang, and scolded for a day and a night. After the rain, he vowed to forget his troubles and no longer be troubled by love.

The next day, when I went out to practice, I saw Gu Xiaojun in front of the queue. The two looked at each other. Li Mengtang glanced away, feeling even more emotional. There was no place to rest his eyes, and he didn't know how to compress the sense of existence, so he could only stand stiffly in Gu Xiaojun's indifferent sight. Like an ugly sparrow locked in a cage, his soul made an uncomfortable scream, as if his clothes were worn backwards, and his neck was stuck in extreme embarrassment, but he subconsciously knew that Gu Xiaojun didn't look at him at all...

During the break, Ju Kuikang dragged him into the toilet cursingly. Looking in the mirror, Li Mengtang suddenly realized that not only his clothes were worn backwards, but also his trousers...

In Ju Kuikang's helpless lament, Li Mengtang covered his face. For some reason, the embarrassment at this moment made him feel more painful than the failure of confession. It should be said that it greatly deepened his previous pain, and also deepened the emotion of not being able to love Gu Xiaojun.

Gu Xiaojun sat in the corridor, frowning tightly, the smoke between his fingers was misty, blown away by a gust of wind, a figure appeared beside him at some point.

"Captain Jiang."

He looked at Jiang Jishan, wearing a military emblem shirt with a green tie and a pistol buckled in his belt, his eyes were calm and wise, and he looked like he stepped out of a textbook.

He can't see through him, but he can always feel a kind of strength in him, something more than a soldier, something he has never had, very deep, but if you really look for this "thing", And nowhere to be found.

Jiang Jishan smiled: "Maybe for them, you are the competent captain."

Gu Xiaojun shook his head: "This army doesn't really lack a trainer. Every soldier needs spiritual cohesion and longing. I can't do this, but you can."

Jiang Jishan decided not to discuss this anymore: "At least some aspects are not good enough, such as the vice-captain's concern."

Gu Xiaojun rubbed the cigarette into the soil: "It's not on my mind."

Jiang Jishan sat next to him, Gu Xiaojun handed him a cigarette, and he took it.

"I don't like that." Gu Xiaojun put his hands on the floor and looked at the sky: "I know everything about soldiers, but I don't know anything about other things."

"At least you're a very good soldier."

"What if you hurt someone's heart unintentionally?"

Unexpectedly, this iron-clad tough guy was actually a soft-hearted person. It was really unexpected, Jiang Jishan raised an eyebrow: "Do you care about that person?"

Gu Xiaojun nodded and said, "Of course I care, I regard him as a very important comrade-in-arms."

"Sometimes you can only know what you want by setting your own thoughts right." Jiang Jishan's eyes met, and not far away, a figure dragged across the sunset and came towards him, "I can't give you good advice, because sometimes I It will inevitably hurt the people who love me."

Gu Xiaojun forced a smile: "Is there any way, people always make mistakes..."

Looking at the figure coming towards them: "It seems that someone who loves you has come..."

Gu Xiaojun got up and walked away, ending the conversation, which was the first time they had talked since they met.

The visitor gradually approached, covering the setting sun. He had a clear goal and only stopped in front of Jiang Jishan, letting the shadow fall. Jiang Jishan looked up at him in the shadow, the smile in his eyes was warmer than the setting sun.

"Ah Si, do you know how to smoke?" Jiang Jishan showed the cigarette that Gu Xiaojun gave him, his eyes sparkling like a junior high school student who just learned to smoke.

Ying Yuchu wears military boots and camouflage uniform, and his legs are in a casual posture, so lazy that he can collapse to the ground at any time, the casual allure easily grabs all the attention of visual animals.

He took the cigarette, and smiled slightly, which coincided with the angle of the bird spreading its wings in the sky: "Jiang, are you sure you want me to smoke?"

Jiang Jishan smiled innocently: "... I don't seem to have said anything yet." The corners of his mouth were the thin and clear arcs of distant mountains, and Yuchu suddenly felt that Jiang Jishan was filled with the breath of youth at this time, and the brows in the setting sun were like flowing stars. Fascinating.

Ying Yuchu held the thin cigarette between his fingers, and sat astride Jiang Jishan's lap. He didn't think that this posture caused any misunderstanding (of course, there was no misunderstanding). The smoke sprayed from his mouth to Jiang Jishan's ear, The hairline was dyed with winding and charming, and Ying Yuchu could still see a few strands of his white hair, he reached out to brush the white hair, and kissed him... The half-smoked cigarette fell on the gravel path, like a spark.

Jiang Jishan soon discovered that Ying Yuchu was drunk. Some people really get drunk when they smoke. Affectionate, very provocative.

Even if Jiang Jishan is not visually superior, at least he is still a carnivore. He held the mollusk back to the office by his waist. The accommodation conditions here are also poor. He slept in the rest room of the office during this time. Live in a Datong shop for seven people.

The two of them have long been used to sleeping together, and suddenly they were not used to sleeping apart. The two kissed tirelessly. They were very familiar with each other's kisses, and even hugged each other tacitly in the dark, with a touch of tobacco passing on the tip of their tongues.

Ying Yuchu was really drunk, usually he could unbutton Jiang Jishan's shirt and tie with one hand, but now both hands are a bit difficult, but his ability to tease fire has improved, his hands are running around restlessly, which annoys Jiang Jishan The blood vessels on the neck were faintly visible, and his sanity was lost. He was holding the culprit on the bed to attack. Although Ying Yuchu showed his collarbone and the back of his neck, his posture of bowing his head and bowing his head was the most charming.