Zhong Ping banged his teeth on the refrigerator door, opened his mouth and said in annoyance: "Be careful, I will sue you for breaking into a private house!"
Xiong Weiqun said to himself, "If you wanted to sue, you would have sued me already. Why don't you wait until today?" He dragged Zhong Ping back to his seat with his arms. Zhong Ping struggled and yelled: "I will really sue! Don't believe it!"
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"Okay, you will sue." Xiong Weiqun reluctantly put the beer into Zhong Ping's hand, and then personally stuffed a duck thigh into Zhong Ping's mouth.
Zhong Ping took the duck thigh with his free hand and started chewing it. Xiong Weiqun stared at it for a while before he relaxed and turned to sit on the opposite side. Zhong Ping suddenly stood up. Before Xiong Weiqun could react, Zhong Ping
He retreated to the center of the living room, dancing and humming: "You can't catch me, you can't catch me~"
Xiong Weiqun felt that his face turned blue instantly. He held the edge of the table with one hand and pointed at the clock with one finger: "Come here, sit down."
Zhong Ping was in the middle of the living room as if he had been beaten to death, twisting his hips in circles, left and right, back and forth to the DJ music on the computer. His whole body was twisting and turning like a snake that had been stepped on, and finally he fell down.
He sat on the sofa and let out a series of giggles.
"No dancing!" Xiong Weiqun commanded Zhong Ping feebly.
"This is my house, I can dance whatever I want~" Zhong Ping sounded like a rebellious girl. He rolled around on the sofa twice and then lay down on the ground. Then he climbed up from the ground and pointed one finger at the ceiling.
A posture of "I want to live in the sun".
Xiong Weiqun was puzzled and sat down silently with his elbow on the table and his hand on his forehead. He wanted to see what tricks the kindergarten teacher could do.
The kindergarten teacher was so proud that he twisted and lowered his head on the spot, clumsily unbuttoning the shirt he had worn all day. He shook his shoulders, and most of the clothes came off. Then the monkey fished for the moon, and only the shirt was left.
The forearm is still well worn on the body.
Then he danced a pole dance in the living room where there was no pole as agreed. Normally I wouldn't have seen this idiot with such coordination in his body, hands and feet. Although Xiong Weiqun didn't have much appreciation for these things, he was still willing to say, "Everything can be done fast and fast."
To describe the behavior of the drunkard in front of me.
Soft...the waist looks so soft, it makes people wonder if his spine is made of rubber.
As the saying goes, people who take off their clothes on a steel pipe belong to the same family (Hey, where did this saying come from?!). Zhong Ping slowly approached the kitchen while leaning on his thighs and twisting. He held the door frame at the door of the kitchen like a sleeping beauty. After a while, he secretly opened his eyes.
One of them, realizing that his tip hadn't arrived yet, rushed to the table with a swoop, staring intently at Xiong Weiqun, who was listlessly watching his trick.
"Come on!" Zhong Ping didn't know what the invitation was.
Xiong Weiqun remained motionless, and Zhong Ping reached across the table to grab his arm and hummed an invitation again: "Come here."
Xiong Weiqun just poked at the beef with his chopsticks while thinking about what evil he had done. God was going to send this kindergarten teacher to him to torture him.
Xiong Weiqun thought that nothing he didn't know about would happen that night. It was also true, because he watched helplessly as the kindergarten teacher rushed over and sat down on his lap, and the plastic stool made an ominous "click"
"La", he held on to the wall to keep his head from leaning against it.
"Don't move!" This is what Zhong Ping said, and then he began to unbuckle his belt while talking to himself: "...You said the other day that it would only work if you stuffed it into your underwear. Just wait and I'll be right..."
Who said that? Who said that? In Xiong Weiqun's heart, thousands of mud horses were galloping and roaring past. In the blink of an eye, Zhong Ping not only had his sleeves hanging on his upper body, but also opened the front door of his trousers. He looked seriously
Looking at Xiong Weiqun: "Is this okay?"
Which one is okay? What kind of trouble is this? The grass mud horse is still roaring in his chest. Xiong Weiqun is seeing Zhong Ping's bare neck dangling in front of his eyes, and then down, chest, then down, abdomen, then down, underwear... Zhong Ping even
Put the oily hand that just grabbed the chicken leg around his neck and lift his collar.
What makes Xiong Weiqun even more excited is... Damn, he can react like this. What is that between his legs? A stripper sensor or an oil paw detector? Maybe he himself was not responsible for the day when Yizhen Yixuan was lost.
shallow……
What should we do now? Xiong Weiqun held the table with one hand and supported the wall with the other, watching Zhong Pingshe keep rubbing softly, as if he would wrap his neck and strangle him in the next moment, making him feel itchy in his heart.
Uneasy. This person is part of his mission. He can't continue to interfere with things like this... Liu Xiahui is still pregnant and has lived to be a hundred years old... Damn it, what's the use of living to be a hundred years old? Let's push it aside.
So he stood up and tugged on Zhong Ping's pants, and dragged him through the living room, into the bedroom, and pressed him on the bed. The above content was the result of his lower body thinking and calculation, and I am not responsible for it.
Sure enough, he knew everything that happened that night, and he had properly avenged the previous one. How could he let such a soft boy like you take advantage of him while he was awake?!
Zhong Ping woke up early the next morning, fully hoping that he would never wake up again. How ridiculous! How ridiculous! It’s not that the two of them had sex again was ridiculous, but... he screamed last night
He yelled until he was so drunk that he was so drunk. Why did this unscrupulous person still have sexual interest? He continued to do it, pressing his waist hard, making him feel that he had become two pieces when he woke up, and his lower body became untouchable.
The chandeliers swayed together...
While the computer was still in the kitchen, there was a vague sound of endless looping DJ dance music... I was too embarrassed to get up again...
"Are you going to work today? You have to hurry up if you want to go to work." Xiong Weiqun still got up very early and greeted him as usual.
Hurry up...it's so unconscionable! He wanted to hurry up, but his waist was almost broken...
"Sunday weekend..." But Zhong Ping could only reply with resentment.
As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang on the ground. Xiong Weiqun kindly handed the phone to Zhong Ping who was lying on the bed and couldn't get up. Zhong Ping answered the phone and heard Sister Ma's voice: "Xiao Ping, today
Come and take care of me, I have something to do at home."
Because Zhong Ping's home is close to the kindergarten, Sister Ma has always caught him as a coolie, and he has never refused before. However, he always thought that Sister Ma's "something to do" was that her neighbor San Queyi wanted to mess with her.
One day he felt numb. So he refused for the first time: "I'm a little uncomfortable. Are you looking for Zhuang Hua?"
"Hey, why are you so useless? My old arms and legs still go to work every day...forget it! I'll see if Xiaohua has time...take good care of yourself today, and you dare to give it to me tomorrow
Ask for leave and try!" As he spoke, the conversation turned into threats...
Zhong Ping had no choice but to say a lot of nice words of praise and promise not to ask for leave tomorrow before he put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.