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Just like that, during the live broadcast, the high-tech Sheng Minglang became hardened.
The computer desk is higher than his waist, and the camera can only record his upper body. Lin Gouzi is behind him. Although Zong Yuan is standing beside him, it is even more impossible to see him.
The impulse under the influence of hormones burned Sheng Minglang's head blank.
In a blank space, he grabbed Zong Yuan by the collar, pulled him down roughly, and then, with nearly a million fans watching, he leaned into Zong Yuan's ear and said, "I'm hard."
Zong Yuan's pupils constricted, and he smelled the smell of human estrus.
¡¾Is this so fierce? ¡¿
[My nosebleeds are already coming out, wow! Brother Sheng and this handsome guy look so interesting! ¡¿
¡¾Is it true that when two attackers meet in the legend, there must be one? Report a waste of resources! ¡¿
[Fuck, the legendary tattoo!] ¡¿
A blue corner tattoo appeared on Zong Yuan's neck.
This tattoo seems to be alive, spreading upward bit by bit on his neck, the tattoo is lifelike, and it is hard to see what the pattern is, Zong Yuan's expression is forbearing, coupled with the tattoo on his neck, it is both weird and impressive The sex appeal that can't take your eyes off.
[I'm a fucking straight man and I don't know what's wrong with me!] I fucking feel my legs are limp and my head is congested, what the hell! ¡¿
¡¾The handsome guy said it was a pigeon blood tattoo. I just went to check it. Although it is not blue, the pigeon blood tattoo is usually colorless, and the pattern will only appear after drinking, sweating, or excitement. ¡¿
[The air-conditioned room ruled out sweating, and I didn¡¯t watch them drink, it can only be excitement? Hee hee hee. ¡¿
¡¾Curious about what makes him excited¡¿
[Thrilling, stimulating, I have already made up a 3,000-word yellow essay. ¡¿
Sheng Minglang watched the cyan tattoo appear with his own eyes. He licked his lips and boldly stuck out his tongue to lick it. The camera was firmly aimed at them, and the screen was full of [saliva] and [nosebleed].
They were all waiting for Sheng Minglang's next move.
Zong Yuan pulled his hand off at a critical moment, looked at the computer screen with a frown, the tattoo on his neck disappeared quickly, and the ominous breath broke the ambiguous atmosphere, Sheng Minglang was taken aback, and followed him to the barrage look in the direction.
¡¾What's wrong? ? ? The handsome guy¡¯s eyes are so scary qaq]
[Upstairs +1, I feel like I'm about to be beaten]
[The live broadcast room next door! ! ! ¡¿
[What happened to the live broadcast room next door? Another handsome guy? ¡¿
[The live broadcast room next door, isn't it the anchor who broadcast the horror scene in Z city? ¡¿
[Is, something happened? ¡¿
¡¾¡¡problem occurs! ! ! ¡¿
Zong Yuan frowned, "Cut it."
Sheng Minglang quit the game directly, and said to the fans, "This is the end of today's live broadcast, see you on Monday, bye." He turned off the live broadcast equipment and transferred to the next-door anchor room.
The live broadcast room next door has always liked weird and weird things that science can't explain. Sheng Minglang watched it a few times with interest, but after he lost interest, he never paid attention to it again.
Zong Yuan saw that Sheng Minglang clicked in, and the number of viewers in this live broadcast room had risen to a terrifying number.
Lin Gouzi was speechless, "This live broadcast alone is enough for him for a year."
The live broadcast room is broadcasting a video, and it is the latest part. It is a surveillance of a crossroad. The time is 12:10 in the evening. Pedestrians crossed the road, and the speed of the truck did not decrease at all, and it directly hit the man who suddenly ran out on the sidewalk.
The man was knocked into the air more than ten meters away, and died instantly on the ground.
The three people in front of the computer were silent together. This kind of video is really uncomfortable to watch. Lin Gouzi suddenly frowned and said, "Brother Sheng, don't you think this man looks familiar?"
The video in the live broadcast was played again, Sheng Minglang frowned, "I seem to have a little impression."
A fan recognized it, [Isn¡¯t this the gourmet anchor chef? ¡¿
¡¾! ! ! He, is he really dead? I just watched his live stream last week. ¡¿
[Put his mother's shit on! Anchor, you are sick! Get the fuck out of me, the date on the video you played is 12:10 today! It's not even eleven o'clock the fucking day! You are sick! ¡¿
[The anchor is sick! Is cursing someone dead fun? ! I wish you were lied to yourself! ¡¿
[So what didn¡¯t happen is that this neurotic anchor posted a video.?.
Zong Yuan sighed, "I'm not." He wanted to get close to Sheng Minglang, but Sheng Minglang suddenly got into trouble, and he used all his strength to pounce forward, hitting Zong Yuan very well, and if he couldn't pounce, he fell one after another .
It is impossible for Zong Yuan to let him fall.
He firmly threw himself into Zong Yuan's arms, embracing the long-coveted figure belonging to Gong. Before his head could react, his hands had already begun to take advantage.
This feel, this muscle
Going to bed with him must be a perfect first time.
Zong Yuan held Sheng Minglang's hand, helplessly, "Look at me."
"All right, uncle, take a good look at you, do you look at the top or the bottom?" Sheng Minglang raised his head with a smile, "You're too coquettish¡ª! What the hell is this!"
He stared at the ears on Zong Yuan's head in shock, he obviously didn't have them before! "You, are you a pervert?"
Zong Yuan looked at him with dead fish eyes, and the ears on the top of his head shook accordingly.
Still shaking
Is it a technological product?
Zong Yuan watched Sheng Minglang's changing expression, and was rarely nervous, "You don't like it?"
Zong Yuan himself doesn't like his image.
An old man with a pair of ears on his head, dare not go out without a hat.
Quite cute
Sheng Minglang lowered his head and looked at his feet, "It's none of your business whether I like it or not, you don't care."
The more he said, the more bitter he became, "You call Lin Dagou or Da Nan Da Nan, and you call me either 'you' or 'uncle', you are so perfunctory, why do you care if I like it or not?"
Zong Yuan looked at him complicatedly, and couldn't help asking, "I'm perfunctory to you?"
"Isn't it?" Sheng Minglang stared at him, and said sonorously: "Although I owe a fuck! But I can't fuck anyone!"
Zong Yuan's hand burst out with a large vein, "Then what?"
Sheng Minglang said angrily: "Hurry up and pick off the cat ears on your head! Do you think you can catch me by moving your ears a few times? Am I such a cute person?!"
Fuck! Fuck!
The ears are so cute when they move! ! !
Zong Yuan pointed to his ear with a dangerous expression, "I'm a tiger, ear, ear!"
"Heh," Sheng Minglang pointed at his little brother, showing no signs of losing momentum, "I still call myself a tiger whip!"
Zong Yuan: you are awesome.
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Sheng Minglang: Heh, I never lose a fight (*/w£Ü*)
Zong Yuan: You are awesome
0046: You are awesome
Lin Gouzi: You are so fucking awesome
The expression of dead fish eyes: ¨‹-¨‹
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