Jack suddenly lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Mu yuan is a big man of 1.84 meters. He is definitely a tall man in the army. Jack is nearly 1.9 meters, half an inch taller than him. The two people lean together and are delicately balanced. Mu yuan turns away from the guest and holds Jack's collar with both hands. The two people seem to be in a world war, and they both fall on the bed soon.

Jack smiled, "Xiao Yuan, you are so enthusiastic!"

"Shut up!"

Mu yuan became angry with shame, got up proudly and kicked him away.

"No enthusiasm!"

Jack threw him down again. "I can do it!"

Mu yuan, "... Wait a minute, get down to business first!"

"You are the business!"

"..." Mu yuan really wants to take a recording pen at any time, record all Jack's voice, and put it on the radio of the American army. Listen to it. This is the childlike Anderson in your eyes, who is indifferent and arrogant, ascetic and cold.

"Get out of here, this is someone else's house!" It's really impolite to be a guest in someone else's house and do such a thing in someone else's bed.

Jack has no such concerns.

"You have so many things? When you tried to throw me down, did you think it was someone else's house?"

"But did I succeed?" Mu yuan growled. He didn't blow up until he mentioned it. This guy was intentional. He promised to let him on and didn't admit it when he took off his pants. There is no such dishonest guy.

Jack smiled low and took off Mu yuan's coat in the twinkling of an eye.

"Don't care about details!"

Mu yuan wants to slap him in the face. Is this a question of detail?

"What's the matter? I'll talk about it later!" Jack's voice suddenly dropped two decibels, "three months, are you going to starve me?"

The two hugged and kissed, pushed open the door of the bathroom in the guest room, and suddenly fell.

Shanning looked coldly at the door of the guest room, wanted to knock, and resisted. There was no sound in it. At first, he could hear a slight argument, but now there was no sound.

His heart seemed to be burning. He looked up and was about to knock on the door. Children's painting called him behind his back, "brother Shanning, Zhong Ran is looking for you!"

"Zhong ran asks for me?"

"Yes, he said he had something to tell you."

"Good!"

Shanning glanced vaguely at the door and went out to find Zhong ran. The little boy drew a little yawn and planned to recharge his energy. He might watch exciting movie blockbusters in the evening. He wanted to see who ate bear heart and leopard gall and wanted to find trouble with his father!

Children's painting first went to see Yeling. Shen Qianshu was coaxing him. He didn't know what he was talking about. Yeling looked gloomy and didn't talk much. Shen Qianshu chirped around him, laughing like spring breeze. Children's painting silently thought, forget it, I'd better not eat dog food.

Zhong ran was indeed looking for Shanning, "thin monkeys want to live."

"Why, he wants Ye Ling's life."

"There are some origins. If he wants to die, he should not die in our hands." Zhong ran said faintly, "there are some things I can't explain clearly. I want to live, and then give it to me. As for how to deal with it, I'll see the arrangement of big and small. If someone like him is sent to federal prison, he can live well."

"OK, I see!"

Shanning's eyes inadvertently saw a floating window on the second floor, and the figure surged, as if someone tightly grabbed a curtain, revealing a corner of the spring light, but in the blink of an eye, he couldn't see clearly again, and his eyes sank, isn't that a far room?

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The indescribable part can't be written. I'll write about the small theater in the bathroom when I'm free.

If the monthly ticket reaches 5000, add more today, and add more at 6000. Thank you, girls! come on!