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In the past few years since Lanjing opened the bar, he has met quite a few master flirts.

He thinks he has a rock-solid immunity to these sweet words and sugar-coated bullets.

But precisely because of Cong Lang's words, his heart, like a pool of stagnant water, was slightly turbulent.

The tone and demeanor of the other party were clearly playful and frivolous, but there was a special charm that people couldn't refuse.

He acted like a bunch of poisonous poppies, bewitching others to fall for him all the time.

Such a person is too dangerous, just like how he felt to Lan Jing at first.

Lan Jing touched his earlobe, Cong Lang's actions just now were not gentle, his fingertips were a little scarlet.

Lan Jing stared at his fingertips with lowered eyes, and then smiled, "Hey, at least you show some sincerity and give someone such a big one, and I'm worth such a little?"

"This suits you very well, I specially ordered it for you."

As soon as he opened his mouth with sweet words, Lan Jing curled his lips in disdain. He looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him. Cong Lang was leaning over, almost enclosing him in an environmentally friendly posture.

At this moment, his own shadow was reflected in those wandering peach eyes, Lan Jing looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "I still say the same thing, as long as Cong Shao lays flat and lets me go, I will be happy."

Being rejected again, Cong Lang obviously didn't intend to stop there this time, he got closer to Lan Jing, put his lips on the other's earlobe, gently bit the blue diamond earring with his teeth, and touched it irregularly with his hands. The waist side of Lan Jing.

Lan Jing's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his hand to pin Cong Lang on the sofa with a small trick.

Cong Lang was controlled by others, and he was not in a hurry. He turned his head to look at the person above him who switched positions, and said with a smile, "Master Lan is so sensitive every time, and he really has the potential to be a zero."

He licked his lips with some aftertaste as he spoke, and said with a low smile, "Last time, Young Master Lan was fucked hard by me."

After such a long time, the absurd thing that happened in the toilet at the beginning, apart from making Lan Jing feel a little toothache every time he thinks about it, he doesn't have much reaction now.

And indeed, as Cong Lang said, he really tasted the pleasure mixed with all kinds of pain in the rough and brutal collision of the other party.

I don't know if Cong's skills are too good, or if I really have the physique to do 0?

Of course, no matter what, Lan Jing would not admit it.

He pressed Cong Lang, looked at the seductive curves of the opponent's waist and buttocks, and maliciously pushed his waist and hips with a stride, and also smiled, "I think Cong Shao has more potential to be zero, as long as you I'm happy, I promise to develop Young Master Cong well."

"But I'm taller than you, and I'm afraid that you'll have more strength than your strength. For example, when you're standing, don't you have to step on me on a stool?" Cong Lang changed his subject.

Lan Jing, "...You are no more than two centimeters taller than me!"

God damn stool, your stool legs are two centimeters long?

A height difference of less than two centimeters can be ignored at all!

Cong Lang blinked solemnly, "Young Master Lan, don't underestimate two centimeters, two centimeters can accomplish a lot of things you want to do but can't."

Lan Jing said blankly, "I don't want to do a lot of things, just lie down and lie down."

"That's so boring." Cong Lang raised an eyebrow at him.

Lan Jing, "..."

This is just playing a rogue and finding something to do.

"Sure," Lan Jingjing nodded, then suddenly reached out to pick up Cong Lang and strode out, while sneering, "Since Young Master Cong wants to play tricks, then be obedient and don't resist, I'll definitely overcome all difficulties You are satisfied!"