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Wen Zezheng's forehead was against the door frame, and the sharp edges and corners made his forehead a little painful, stimulating the nerves to maintain a sense of sanity.

He recalled the scene that he had just seen on the official blog-the bright stage light was reflected between Rong Yuheng's eyebrows and Qingjun's eyes, and his pupils were full of stars.

The latter's rosy and tender lips fit softly on the back of the white hand, and after being squeezed out of shape, they bounce back to a full shape.

The skin and flesh are close to each other, and the kiss has a moist and loud sound of water stains, ambiguous and sultry.

Although the shot was not particularly clear, Rong Yuheng's kiss revealed the hand **** Haobai's wrist for an instant, which was clearly the one he had brought him.

It is like swearing an oath to the whole world in a concealed and arrogant manner, with such a bold and enthusiastic gesture, making an unspoken love confession.

Wen Zezhen couldn't stand it almost immediately. The blood rushed to his brain instantly, his heart pounding wildly in his chest cavity, being squeezed, stretched, and squeezed together... as if it was about to explode.

Love and desire surging in it, eager to find a vent, he couldn't wait for a moment.

...

The hot breath hit the matte glass, and a layer of water vapor appeared. Wen Zezhen said,

"Let me in, just now."

"What are you doing?" Rong Yuheng's voice mixed in the bathroom, and the urn sounded, and he took a small step back inside. Now the bubbles on his body haven't been cleaned, and it's slippery, "I haven't finished washing yet."

"I know." Wen Zezhen continued to press the door, "but I just want to come in now."

Rong Yuheng hesitated for two seconds, "...Are you urinating?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then the doorknob received a heavy blow!

Wen Zezong gritted his teeth, "I don't have a urgency. Don't be anxious."

Rong Yuheng was frightened by the fierce warm owner, "If you can't open it, you can't open it!"

Wen Zezhen calmed down and coaxed him softly, "I'm not doing anything, let me come in."

"Why come in?"

"Come in..." Wen Zezong swallowed the common lines in the tyrant's general routine under his tongue, "Come in and see you."

"..." Rong Yuheng had a sense of sight of being visited.

He turned and went back to the shower to continue washing, and first put Wen Zezhen to play, "You make it clear, you won't be allowed in if you don't make it clear."

Wen Zezhen paused, and had no choice but to play the emotional card honestly, "I saw pen-hold shooting in the performance, cub..." He breathed again, "Do you want to **** me to death?"

Turns out to see pen-hold shooting!

Rong Yuheng felt a little smug in his heart. Alas, it's no wonder that Wen Zezong is so excited, it seems that he has gotten him a bit!

Kekekekeke~

He just washed himself clean at this moment, pulled the bathrobe and wrapped himself in the bathrobe and walked to the door.

After the clothes are put on, you can hug him with his owner.

Rong Yuheng's hand pressed the doorknob, and as soon as he pressed it down, the bathroom door was pushed open vigorously——Kang Dang,

He was taken aback, and quickly took a step back! I saw a tall figure rushing into the door, pressing it straight towards him. In the next second, Rong Yuheng was hugged into a generous embrace with a strong force.

"Wen Zezong!" He exclaimed.

Wen Zezhen hooped the person tightly with both arms, and his head was buried in Rong Yuheng's shoulders. The tall bridge of the nose rubbed against the side of the neck twice, then all the way up, with a warm breath, his lips sucked off the wet drops of water beside the former's cheek, and then he gave a light peck.

Rong Yuheng was trembling all over...

Although he was wearing a bathrobe, he only wore a bathrobe! He felt that his upper body was imprisoned by Wen Zezhen, but he was whizzing and leaking underneath.

Hemp egg, really jelly!

"Let me go out and put on my clothes, okay?" Rong Yuheng's face was drooling after being chewed, struggling to survive in the cracks, and discussing with the initiator.

"it is good."

Wen Zezhen tightened his waist, lifted the person off the ground with a slight mention, turned his head and walked towards the bedroom outside the bathroom.

This posture made them fit very tightly, and Rong Yuheng felt Wen Zezong's enthusiasm when they made physical contact while walking.

His heart was shaking... Fuck, this is too, too **** enthusiasm!

Wen Zetong didn't know what shame was, and in this position he put the person on the side of the bed, leaning over and arching twice.

Rong Yuheng, "..."

Wen Zezhen lowered his head and looked at the person. The height difference made him easily see the beauty under the latter's loose neckline.

His little hamster, creamy white, really fragrant.

Rong Yuheng looked at Wen Zezheng's expression, as if he was about to gallop freely, so he licked his lips and rubbed his head into the bed.

"Then...up the mountain?"

As the saying goes, one is born again, and the other is cooked again. He is also a shameless old driver now.

Wen Zezhen didn't answer, his gaze patrolled him deeply, and then directly pressed down.

The engine rumbling loudly, the handbrake was gripped, and he drove up the mountain.

Rong Yuheng's washing was fragrant and white, and in his mind, he only felt that Wen Zezhen's driving skills had improved again, and his teeth were better than before.

His face hurts and his neck hurts.

So Rong Yuheng took a bite on Wen Zeleng's ear.

"Well," the person above let out a muffled snort.

Rong Yuheng triumphantly licked his little tiger teeth. My mouth is also very neat.

In the next second, Wen Zezong released the handbrake.

Rong Yuheng was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at the front man in a daze: ... revenge?

Wen Zeleng pinched his waist and turned the person around and covered him. Rong Yuheng reacted and hurriedly turned around and held him down, "No way, no way, it will break the skin and it will hurt!"

Wen Zezhen paused, then suddenly laughed in a low voice, "I have a good way to not break the skin. Would you like to try it?"

"...?"

A few minutes later, the milky white hamster crawled all over the bed in fright.

"This is not Qiu Ming Mountain, I have never seen such a scenery!"

Wen Zezhen hurriedly caught him back, and even persuaded him, "This is the Qiu Ming Mountain, the back mountain of the Qiu Ming Mountain you have never been to... It is even better than the mountain top scenery, fascinating..."

Rong Yuheng was about to punch and kick-the road was too steep, he was afraid it would not work!

Wen Zezheng then coaxed him, "Look, I said before that the scenery on the top of the mountain is good, didn't I lie to you? Doubled happiness is really doubled. Are you not at a loss? Believe me this time, Houshan's The scenery is really beautiful."

Rong Yuheng whimpered and pushed his hand out, "Then the **** is my back mountain..."

Wen Zexuan's tone was soft, "Isn't that better? My cubs are top-notch no matter what."

As soon as Rong Yuheng's refusal stopped, he was actually persuaded.

Moreover, Wen Zezhen is very good at blowing rainbows, making him comfortable.

"Then...then try? But I can ask to get off at any time."

"Of course, of course..." Wen Zezong had a completely "you have the final say" expression, and began to test lightly on the road leading to the back mountain...

It was okay at the beginning, Wen Zezhen was very gentle and polite, and asked him as he walked in, "How about it, isn't this road steep?"

Rong Yuheng hummed, "It's okay."

But halfway through the journey, he felt uncomfortable. The deeper the road, the narrower and narrower he pushed Wen Zezheng, "I think it's almost done here, right?"

Wen Zizong's sweat was about to come off, his speed was already very slow, and he was afraid of motion sickness.

"Persistence is victory, shall we go further?"

Rong Yuheng actually heard a hint of inspiration from it! It's outrageous.

He was about to correct Wen Zezhen's wording, and suddenly felt a drop of sweat on his shoulder, and the temperature made him shiver.

...It seems that Wen Zezong is also uncomfortable.

After realizing this, Rong Yuheng was shamelessly softened. All of them have been drivers. He can understand the feeling. Although he is a little scared, he can't bear to drive Wen Zezong down the mountain like this.

Rong Yuheng adjusted his posture a little, and sent it to Wen Zezheng.

The breathing of the people behind him stagnated, and then suddenly heavier!

He didn't control his speed, and suddenly lifted up to eighty miles, Rong Yuheng almost didn't bounce.

"His--!" He hid to the side, but was dragged back with his arm.

Wen Zezheng's strength is very gentle, but he can't escape.

Rong Yuheng struggled twice but didn't break away, biting his pillow again sobbing and returning to the mountain road.

The two of them walked slowly on the road for a long time, and Wen Zezhen suddenly found a beautiful spot. He took Rong Yuheng there, and the latter trembled fiercely almost instantly!

Wen Zezong's eyes lit up, and it turned out to be here.

"Zubzai, here?"

Rong Yuheng was stunned! His face was red, and he was shivering while holding a small pillow-no, no one had told him that there was such a scene in the back mountain!

Wen Zezhen knew that he liked it when he saw him like that. Suddenly I worked harder, bit by bit, and opened this beautiful picture...a beautiful scenery more beautiful than the top of Qiu Ming Mountain, finally slowly revealed to the two of them.

The sweet spring water nourishes the gully, and the ground under your feet is soaked with spring water, which is very soft.

Wen Zizhang buried in the hamster's fur and took a big breath, then reached up.

Rong Yuheng felt it, he instinctively wanted to jump forward, but he abruptly held back, staying where he was without resisting.

Because it is Wen Zezheng.

Sweat dripped from Rong Yuheng's forehead and landed on the pillow, forming circles of dark water marks. All the small actions of Wen Zezheng in the past suddenly appeared in his mind at this moment incomparably clear--

Every seemingly random date, every script that matches the performance, every carefully arranged excuse... There are traces of Wen Zezheng's intentions everywhere.

He should have noticed it a long time ago.

No one in this world is boring enough to spend a lot of time with you. The so-called co-productions, coincidences, and intersections, but there is only one person who "has a heart and soul" and is willing.

Rong Yuheng cried the moment Wen Zezheng broke in. It wasn't because of the pain, he just had a brewing emotion in it.

Wen Zezhen was still too gentle, which made him feel loved.

He is willing to give it, because Wen Zezhen is worth it.

...

Wen Zezheng cultivated in the back mountain for a while and gradually increased the speed of the car.

He is now falling quickly.

Rong Yuheng gradually couldn't stand it anymore. He was lying on the quilt, listening to the sound of the engine, the engine vibrated at a high frequency, and his legs were sore.

He shrank gradually, tears in his eyes, "Do you want to end it soon?"

Wen Zezheng had a pause, then lifted him up and put him back in the driver's seat, "It's still early baby."

Rong Yuheng snorted, feeling tears coming down. It's useless to call him "baby", what his brother said is right, it's all man's rhetoric!

I also said that the skin is not broken, but the skin is not worn out, but this kind of extreme happiness and pain are mixed together, and it is simply broken.

"Really no, um, it's almost all right...?"

"There is a wider view ahead, and it's all here..."

"Shut up! Uuuuu..."

"Well, I won't say anything." Wen Zezhen really stopped talking, just continued to mute and do big things.

After a while, he regretted the big incident, and he cried again, "Should we... uh, or... continue talking for a while?"

Wen Zezhen patted him with a "slap". It didn't hurt, but it caused a stronger irritation.

Rong Yuheng was completely limp and turned into a ball of hamster cake, still watery. He lay down on his stomach and weeped sobbing, his little mouth blaring a condemnation between the sobbing.

"..."

Wen Zizong couldn't listen anymore, his little cub was quite good at going backwards, but he kept every old account.

"Remember when I asked you for awards?" Wen Zezhen said in his ear, "What did you give me?"

Rong Yuheng couldn't remember these things now, he choked, "What...?"

Wen Zeleng, "Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap.

Rong Yuheng, "..." Wu Wu Wu.

Wen Zetong pinched him again, "Is it still frozen now?"

Rong Yuheng, "..." Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! ! !

Wen Zezhen continued to flip through the old accounts, and Rong Yuheng's cries would increase once every time he flipped out a sum. He almost suspected that Wen Zezhen had a cloud note in his mind, and he could recall the record at any time.

Turning to the end, Rong Yuheng cried until the nasal bubble was about to come out. He was lifted up by Wen Zezong countless times, and then fell softly.

Rong Yuheng let out a loud cry, "Don't mention it, don't mention it..."

"Don't mention anything?"

"Old accounts, waist and waist...don't mention it..."

"Okay." Wen Zezhen said and stopped moving.

Rong Yuheng cried: ...... Is he finally going to be able to warm the owner?

Before he had time to burst into laughter happily, Wen Zizhang's hand was covered, his palm was scorched, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

"Then get up by yourself."

Rong Yuheng's eyes widened in disbelief—get up by himself! ?

He rubbed his nose against the sheet with tears and looked aggrieved, "How do I get up...?"

Wen Zezhen supported him, and his subordinates gave him a light pinch, tempting each other, "Be higher, you will?"

The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: Woo...

Ps. I was afraid of being shut down, and I lost a recoded [foaming at the mouth] after saving the manuscript.

Please also go up the mountain in a low-key manner and watch the scenery calmly... The comment area should try to maintain a calm and calm sea... as if nothing happened.