Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

Although Wen Cheng participated in the competition for the first time, he would not risk his life for nothing, and he had considered forming a malicious team, but in this white mine, except for Taoyuan, the rest of the mountains had not yet been developed.

"How do you meet?"

"Depending on the situation, experienced players generally don't follow the prescribed route. Some people are used to jumping through the forest, while others are used to walking around slopes. It's easy to leave marks along the way."

After Yan Yu finished speaking, he sat up.

"It's getting late, let's go down first," he glanced at Wen Cheng, "otherwise we won't be able to enter the finals."

Yes, there is the final.

Wen Cheng got up quickly, and knew that Ying Yanyu was looking at him, waiting for him to explain, but he couldn't make it clear for a while.

So I had no choice but to coax: "Wait on..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly noticed that his waist was hot, and when he looked down, he found a hand. He was stunned, and took the opportunity to touch that hand before retracting it.

"..."

At this time, the two of them were sitting facing each other, their four long legs were still intertwined because they hugged and slept together earlier.

Wen Cheng's knee was caught between the child's legs, and whenever he moved, his scalp was numb from the stimulation of this weird feeling.

He has grown so big, and he has never had such close contact with anyone.

"...Do you want to relax first?" Wen Cheng asked sullenly.

Ying Yan Yu glanced sideways at his blushing ears and neck, and nodded.

Wen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second.

Ying Yanyu raised his leg and knelt directly between his crotch, and turned around accordingly, pressing his shoulder with one hand and supporting the ground with the other.

Wen Cheng's heart rate soared, his adrenaline secretion was too high, and his face was flushed.

"What are you doing?" He lowered his voice, glanced at Hu San at the entrance of the cave, a little annoyed, "Get down!"

"No." Ying Yanyu lowered his head and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Get down!" Wen Cheng bent her knees and pushed her up, but the opponent dodged first and pressed her down with her calf.

"I'll say it one last time, let me go down!"

"No."

"...I'll count to three."

"Three two one, well, what are you going to do to me?" Ying Yanyu added another point.

"..." Wen Cheng lost his mind again, unable to express any temper, he made a "tsk" sound, and bluffed fiercely: "Go back and deal with you!"

"Okay," Ying Yanyu agreed quite straightforwardly, then smiled, narrowed his round eyes and said, "Go back and take care of me, but now, I'm going to take care of you first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his mouth tightly against the warm orange with two parts of coolness and three parts of water vapor.

thump.

Wen Cheng was startled by the sound of his own heartbeat, but then he realized that the child was much more nervous than him. Just now, he was pulling like [-] million, but now his lips were trembling, and his hands couldn't count. His shoulder hurts.

But even so.

Ying Yanyu was still very persistent.

Gradually.

Wen Cheng calmed down. He smelled the clean breath on the other party's body, and laughed suddenly.

Ying Yan Yu's whole body stiffened immediately, and he raised his head to look at him in a strange atmosphere.

"Laugh, what are you laughing at?"

"No..." Wen Cheng took a breath, "Uh, that's right, it's okay."

Ying Yanyu touched the corner of his mouth suspiciously: "My skills are not good?"

"What..." Wen Cheng couldn't say a word, so he "hahaha" happily and couldn't stop.

Ying Yanyu pursed his lips, turned around sullenly, and walked out with a twist, only to be pulled back by the other party.

"Very, very good." Wen Cheng took the child's hand, put his forehead on his shoulder, still smiling, "That's right, is it really technical? Just ask if it's okay..."

"Wen Cheng!" Ying Yan Yu yelled at him.

"Hey, Dad was wrong." Wen Cheng pressed the corner of his eyes and looked at the sulking child, no matter how pleasing to the eye, the little tadpole he raised was handsome.

"I only kissed you, the first time, the second time, I don't know if it's good or not, you have to tell me."

Wen Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then said without thinking: "Me too, you still know how to take a bite for the first time?"

"Oh!" Ying Yanyu regained his energy immediately, and asked very seriously, "So you want to bite? Is that so? Then do it again!"

"Get lost!" Wen Cheng hurriedly pushed the dog's head away, halfway through, and suddenly found two resentful gazes, he turned his head to look——

Hu San and that bastard who snatched his flag.

"Brother Ying, it's almost done. There are so many brothers waiting." Hu Sanyi curled his lips, and a dozen people walked around outside.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng raised his hand to cover his forehead, and said in embarrassment, "Wait, where are there so many people?!"

Ying Yanyu raised his airs, nodded to everyone with no expression, and then explained in a low voice: "Only 100 people are selected for the preliminary round. If ten or twenty people from our side are shortlisted, then...the final will be easy. gone."

He paused, raised his arms and walked out holding Wen Cheng.

"Of course, others can do the same."

The silt in the mountains was already half dry, and when I stepped on it, it was all stuck to the soles of my shoes, and every step was dragged down long and heavy.

"Chengcheng," Ying Yanyu looked at him, all the emotions in his eyes were suppressed, only the joy on his face remained, "As long as you say, if you want, I will go and get No.1."

As long as you say you want.

Wen Cheng remembered that when he went to Wang Peng's house, Ying Yanyu asked him the same way, asking him if he wanted a car, and when he said yes, the child immediately squatted in front of him, wanting to carry him on his back.

As long as he opened his mouth, Ying Yanyu would do it no matter what method he used.

"I don't need No. 1." Wen Cheng was not stupid, he knew in his heart that if there were no children around this time, he would probably have died here.

This kind of game sunk in the dark was far more cruel and realistic than he could have imagined.

But he has the almighty little tadpole to save him.

How old was Ying Yan Yu when he participated in the competition for the first time?How did he survive?

Wen Cheng was silent.

He turned around and glanced at the hand that had been protecting his back, and held it.

Ying Yanyu didn't seem to notice his emotional change, so he held it back happily.

"I don't need No.1," Wen Cheng repeated, "I didn't tell you this morning. I was wrong. I thought about this too simply. I planned to finish the competition quickly and go home with you. …”

Wen Cheng sighed.

"After all, I taught you a lesson before, telling you not to participate in this kind of bullshit competition, but I went in the blink of an eye..."

"Enen, I understand, I don't care about face-saving." Ying Yanyu answered.

Wen Cheng immediately gave him a sideways look.

"So what do you want?" What Ying Yanyu really cared about was this, he didn't believe that Wen Cheng went there because of money.

Wen Cheng firmly held the dog's paw that kept scratching his palm, thought for a while, and felt relieved, and there was nothing wrong with saying: "Well, I should introduce you to your future parents-in-law first."

"...Hey! Brother Ying!" Hu San was bragging to the brothers beside him, when he saw the person walking in front stumbled from the corner of his eye.

"It's okay!" Ying Yanyu scraped the moss on the soles of his shoes on the stone, his face flickering, "Why are you father-in-law and mother-in-law, why not father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Oh, then it's nothing." Wen Cheng said indifferently.

"..." Ying Yan Yu pouted, "Okay, father-in-law, will they kill me?"

Wen Cheng was taken aback when he heard this, he really didn't know.

"Probably not, you probably won't be able to meet up."