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    Dazzling lights, distant gazes, green and white slender fingers moving unhurriedly between the buttons, the air is filled with the faint aroma of aged wine, and the sleeping organs are gradually awakened and replaced.  , are the two poles of black and white that can be infinitely approached.

    No one spoke, but everything was moving slowly and slowly. Ji Hang almost drowned in the smiling and clear eyes of the person below him.

    The vertical striped shirt floated down from the top and lay quietly on the ground, revealing the beautiful lines and texture inside. Ji Hang slowly slid the protruding Adam's apple on his neck and watched Ruan Yi button the shirt one by one.  Suddenly, Ji Hang couldn't even tell whether he was in a dream or if his dream had truly come true.

    Ruan Yi's physique is actually far less small than he looks when he puts on clothes, let alone weak and thin. He just has wide shoulders and long legs, and his body shape is placed here. He wears clothes to make him look thin, otherwise it would be impossible to make him look like that.  A whole wardrobe of formal attire looks so good and decent.

    His thin muscles exposed little by little from the buttons of his unbuttoned clothes are very beautiful. Two bright red dogwoods are hidden behind the white shirt, half-covering his face while holding a pipa. A pair of delicate collarbones extend to both sides of his shoulders.  And subtle, that slender white waist seemed to have some fatal magic power, deeply attracting Ji Hang's eyes, and he couldn't move away no matter what.

    But from the first button to the last button, Ruan Yi was only in charge of buttons, and there was always a small corner of his shirt stuck in his trousers.

    When he spoke again, Ruan Yiru's soft voice was already low and hoarse, with a different kind of charm, and green fireworks exploded in Ji Hang's mind: "Take it out for me."

    This almost semi-command tone made Ji Hang's kidney | adrenal | gland | secretion suddenly go out of control. Looking at the pure white clothes close at hand, taking a bath, sending documents, everything was covered by the two men.  The person is left behind, soaked in the crimson liquid that dominates the stomach, fermenting and swelling with all the senses, until finally sublimating, even becoming one.

    No one touched the things Ruan Yi had prepared on the bedside table at some point, because Uncle Wei had already prepared them for them if necessary.

    When he opened the plastic package, Ji Hang's big and jointed hands were still trembling a little, and the rising and falling ferocity in his chest had fully exposed the turbulent emotions inside him, but Ruan Yi just leaned over and sipped at Ji Hang slightly like a dragonfly.  She touched her raised lips twice, then quietly took the thing from his hand, looked up into his eyes, and opened it slowly but firmly.

    ??The huge bed ||

    Ji Hang's sweat followed his hand on the shoulder of the person beneath him, mixed with the water droplets seeping out of Ruan Yiying's white skin, and rode the smooth slide made of the spinal groove to the emerging Yao.

    The smell of alcohol buried deep in their internal organs dispersed into the air as the two took deep breaths, enveloping them in it, creating a world that no one could disturb.

    ¡¤

    Listening to the sound of water pouring from the bathroom shower room, Ji Hang lazily leaned on Ruan Yi's bedside and scrolled through his mobile phone. His eyelids were half-closed, and his eyelashes as thick as crow's wings were crisscrossed up and down.  The waist and abdomen were covered casually with some quilt corners, and a pair of long legs were folded together leisurely.

    The trash can was right next to the bed, with three little white hats full of indescribable liquid lying in it. Ji Hang was in such a good mood that he almost stopped whistling.

    I clicked on all the red bubbles that had not been cleaned in tens of thousands of years in the upper right corner of all the software on my phone at once, read all the unread messages on various social software, and also went through the junk mail in my mailbox.  Towards the sky.

    First, fans sent him permission to post blogs after midnight, and then there was a long document, fact, report, and account of that unlucky kid who "sacrificed his debts with his body" and "traitored his country for glory."

    From how he turned over the audience to refute the rumors with astonishing force, to how he knelt down in front of Ruan Yi with a "snap", to the last moment when Ruan Yi kissed him on the mouth in front of so many people.  The kisses were all clearly arranged, with no omissions left out. Ji Hang looked at it with gusto and was so handsome that he thought to himself that the kid looked like his brain had shut down at the time, but in fact they had sex one after another.  I remember everything very clearly. Tsk, is it really an occupational disease?

    " It's just such a long article. It took Ji Hang three weeks to complete it. It can be regarded as teaching that naughty kid how to be a man. If you want to write, you should write something real. What's the point of making up all day long and speculating?

    Ji Hang just held the phone and rolled his eyes, feeling that his vanity had not been fully satisfied. With a few light touches on the screen with his fingertips, he changed his hand and sent the short video sent to him by Fantou, which seemed to be captured.  Fixed point writing??It's not one of the ten-minute videos he sent to this naughty kid.

    The line of small characters on the short video repeats a sentence that appeared in the previous text, from Ruan Yi.

    ¡°I don¡¯t like this world, but I like you and am full of hope for the rest of my life.¡±

    Ji Hang was stunned for two seconds before clicking on the short video. Unexpectedly, he found that it was a screen recording of their live broadcast of playing games. He recognized his own traces almost at first sight.

    The short video begins with the scene when the two met for the first time in the game. The rhythmic sound of the five gunshots seems to have been engraved in his bone marrow. No matter when and where they first met, it will wake up the scene.  Mood.

    The beginning of this paragraph was originally made by Ji Hang overnight and intended to be used to apologize to Ruan Yi. After all, it would be uncomfortable for anyone to accuse someone of cheating, but it was such a strange combination that it never came into use. Until today,  This naughty kid pulled me out again.

    Leaving aside the few minutes where the game is copied from the original, the rest is probably all original. It consists of countless passionate gunfights and saucy words excerpted from two people in single and double queues. It tells the story of the two people getting to know each other, getting to know each other, and finally falling in love.  the process of.

    The two most exciting climaxes of the BGM were when I was trying to find Ruan Yi at the risk of entering a drug ring, and when I found out that he had been shot and avenged him, and when Ruan Yi killed Fod in one fell swoop and rushed to the scene wearing his little skirt.  At the last moment, I had to pull him up from the ground and eat chicken while standing together.

    ??Watching it now and then with the background music, I can see that Ji Hang's heartbeat, which had just calmed down, started to speed up again. All the past events are vivid in my mind.

    He didn¡¯t see Zhou Zuosong¡¯s message to him until he finished reading it all-

    "I haven't slept since I was editing the last video. When I saw you wanted to change it, I changed it all for you."

    There is still no intention of humility, and speaking is also hard, but Ji Hang is very useful.

    The young man is very aware. He knows that he can't say anything soft, so he just turns off the microphone and does more after-sales service. As for the last video, Ji Hang estimates that he spent several hours ripping through the material-

    "It's okay, brother, let's wait until tomorrow morning to find a good time and send it out. Let's forget about it."-

    ¡°I¡¯m very attentive to push notifications. I¡¯ll come back to you if I need anything in the future.¡±

    But there are endless things like keyboard warriors. As long as you are popular enough, they may be late, but they will definitely not be absent.

    When Ruan Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, what he saw was Ji Hang sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a mobile phone and typing passionately. His strong shoulders and back were all exposed, and there were some marks on them that he had made himself.  Very sexy, but also very cute and childish.

    "Is there anyone still chatting so late?" Ruan Yi's voice was hoarse and nasal, and he leaned over and climbed onto the bed to get close to Ji Hang, just to see what he was doing.

    Ji Hang couldn't even care about beauties now, he just wanted to avenge old and new grudges together, and while typing, he said to the people around him: "Who else, as long as you want to chat, Gangjing will always be with you online 24 hours a day."  chat."

    Ruan Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Again? I just went in to take a shower, so why did someone mess with me again?"

    As a result, Ji Hang immediately grinned with a sneer smile. After typing the last word and pressing send, the phone screen lit up in front of Ruan Yi: "It's better to say that I'm here all the time.  Wait for them."

    Ji Hang dug the hole right from the very beginning, and as expected, someone jumped in.

    Ruan Yi saw someone leaving a message under Ji Hang¡¯s Weibo-

    "Don't do some research before you pretend to be cool. You need two years of corporate experience to apply for a Stanford MBA, okay? If you get someone else's degree certificate at the age of 24, I will fucking believe you." (Remember this  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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