"Brother, calm down, you look like a pervert right now."
Still holding Fang (Bian) Ran (Tai) of the lower piece, looking at Meng (Bian) Lang (Tai) holding the shoulder strap to lift the upper part with a shocked expression on his face, he said silently.
"Huh? So it's made of this kind of fabric? It feels much softer than men's underwear."
Meng Lang looked like a scholar and followed the internal instructions very seriously.
"Hey, is it true? Brother, let me try it too!"
"Here, bro."
Meng Lang handed the baby to Fangran who looked curious and eager to try. Fangran also pressed it, then nodded seriously with a solemn expression:
"It is indeed softer than men's underwear. I think this may be a kind of gender discrimination."
"Brother, do you know? It is said that bras are divided into wired and non-wired bras, with different materials, different styles, different shoulder straps, different buttons, different concentration effects, and various complex and profound classifications for different people."
"Huh? Is it so complicated!? Well... how do you know these guys..."
"Um... I've seen similar titles like 'How should flat-chested girls choose underwear' on the Internet before, but I couldn't resist my curiosity and went in..."
"Ha(￣д￣;)....then what?"
Fangran's expression became sweaty and he asked silently.
"Then...."
Meng Lang's face also looked a little embarrassed, but after hearing Fangran ask this, he fell silent for a moment.
Then he looked up at the vicissitudes of the night sky at a 45° angle with a compassionate face and said:
"Then I realized how hard those girls at the airport worked to make themselves look less pathetic."
Brother, you really understand some unnecessary things...
In this way, two magical boys squatting together started a heated discussion around some issues that they should not care about at all.
At the same time, they were discussing and using Baidu on their mobile phones. All kinds of... um... that something appeared in their hands.
"That old man, do you know..."
Fangran looked at the lace on his hand, which turned out to be lace, and swallowed subconsciously. He tried hard to tell himself not to think of Ye Sheng, who might be particularly suitable for it.
His face turned red and he was silent for a moment,
Then he said slowly as if he were taking out Pandora's box:
"Actually... that... this kind of thing... can be... used as a hat..."
"puff!!!!"
Brother, what the hell are you talking about...
Meng opened his mouth in disbelief, then subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the thing in his hand that men would not have.
Uh...fuck it!
Why after what my brother said, I suddenly felt like I knew it was shameful and it was wrong, but I couldn’t help but want to put it on my head like that and maybe it would feel good!?
"Brother, no...this is..."
"I know! Brother...but..."
Fangran looked at the thing in his hand, and he felt more and more that it could really be put on his head like in the anime, and he discovered that,
He could no longer control his hands more and more.
So he took a deep breath, with a strong and strong expression on his face, and remembered those memories of reciting famous quotes in junior high school.
He spoke to Meng Lang in that deep manly tone, as if he himself had spoken famous quotes:
"A man may never have the opportunity to use it like a hat in his life."
rash:"!!!"
For a moment, Meng Lang felt that he was shocked by these words.
Thinking about it carefully, he has indeed never done this in his life, nor has he had the opportunity to do so.
Suddenly, Meng Lang felt a sense of freedom waving to him, the temptation that could release all restraints, and the possibility of showing himself that he truly wanted to show appeared before his eyes!
Everything may be just to get this thing in your hands...
"Brother..."
Fangran looked at Meng Lang with deep eyes, as if conveying some kind of belief.
"Brother..."
Meng Lang took a deep breath, as if he was ready, and nodded to Fang Ran.
Both of them looked at their hands, and then slowly but firmly moved their hands toward the top of their heads...
"Brother Meng, captain, it's almost time for us to leave..."
At this time, Gou Yu woke up from a nap on the recliner. He felt that his warm body had completely returned to normal temperature. He stretched and sat up.
Enjoying the relaxation and comfort brought to him by the hot springs and massage, he looked at the two of them and was about to speak...
Then he saw Fang Ran and Meng Lang, who were both squatting on the ground, froze, turned their heads with a sluggish expression of "Uh...", and were about to put something in their hands that was not a men's product at all towards the top of their heads.
.....
There was also a mountain of underwear piled up around the two of them.
Gou Yu: "..."
Gou Yu (silent...)
Gou Yu (try to be patient...)
Gou Yu (brows twitching, trembling with anger...)
Gou Yu (not wanting to open his eyes, raised his fist...)
"You two..."
Feeling Gou Yu's anger, Fang Ran and Meng Lang, who knew they were wrong and had a guilty conscience, quickly spoke out loudly!
"Wait! Xiaoor! Listen to my explanation! This is actually... uh... misunderstanding! Yes, misunderstanding!"
"That's right, my brother forced me to do it!"
"Hold the grass! Brother, here you go again..."
“What on earth are you doing in the scene!!!!!!!!!”
Bang! Bang!
These two bastards who were just here to have fun regardless of the scene, and the series of riots during the day when the uncle was riding an electric car on the military training ground in order to escape, finally made Gou Yu unbearable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I hit these two guys on the head with both fists!
"When I get my clothes back and throw away these things, we'll leave here and prepare for the numbered target to appear!"
His eyebrows jumped, and he saw that the styles he picked up were getting worse and worse, and some even looked like ropes or shells. Gou Yu couldn't help but gritted his teeth with a blush on his face and said,
He issued an ultimatum to the two perverts squatting next to the hot spring with their heads covered.
"Brother, come to think of it, haven't you used this ability to do something serious?"
Meng's head was smoking. Lang Fengbo was looking at Fengbo's hot spring. Because he was secretly studying Shi Qing's clothes, he was discovered by Xiao or, who was considered a junior who was several years younger than him, and asked with an expressionless face.
"Well, brother, what is serious stuff?"
Do human blood supply organs count...
Fang's head was smoldering, but he looked at the calm hot spring calmly. Because he had secretly conjured up various erotic items and was discovered by his favorite Xiao Yu, he asked with an expressionless face.
"Except for a long water pipe, a plastic basin, a large cup, and a ham sausage that looks exactly like that, you can show it to me."
“Fully automatic shaved ice machine.”
"I know exactly why there is such a stupid merchant giving away so many disposable cups! This doesn't count! Household products don't count!"
"That Xuanmai Ganju."
"Pfft! Fuck! Wait...did you always conjure up the Xuanmai Ganjie at home!!??"
"Otherwise."
Fangran's head was still smoking and she gave him a cold look.
Meng Lang's head was still smoking, but he looked at him with a complicated expression, then covered his face and sighed:
"Brother, what I mean is, is there anything other than daily necessities that is more in line with the mysterious personality of our participants..."
"Oh, no."
rash:"......."
Brother, why don't you answer so naturally and without thinking.
So with such an awesome ability, you have been using it as a small shop, right?
"Is there really nothing?"
"Brother, what's the point of asking again?"
Seeing Meng Lang's speechless and collapsed look, Fangran rolled his eyes and said,
I can't take it out of your chest for you, okay? Moreover, even the magnet created in the last battle has been cleared by my brother. Where can I give it to you...
Huh? Wait, there seems to be one coming,
"Oh, by the way, this should be counted, here, brother."
He was rolling his eyes and thinking, but Fangran suddenly remembered that in addition to using [Chuangpai] to do all kinds of improper and illegal things to make profits, Fangran
There have been times when I changed things for the sake of serious work.
"Huh? What is this?"
Seeing Fangran's words, he suddenly paused, then took out a small black fragment from nowhere and threw it over. Meng Lang quickly took it.
Looking at the thing in his hand that he had no idea what it was, he felt a toothache and asked.
Brother, is it true that you can only conjure up such weird things...
And what is this, a pebble that looks exactly like a salted fish?
"Cat food sample, don't ask me what kind of cat it is, I won't tell you it's a black bastard cat ball."
Recalling that rather complicated and annoying experience, Fangran's face sank slightly, and he gritted his teeth slightly and said angrily.
But when he heard his words, Meng Lang suddenly looked at his head and froze, then the corners of his eyebrows jumped, and he asked tentatively in a hesitant and uncertain tone:
"Uh... Brother, the black cat ball... um... you mean the one that is black, spherical, flat and looks very cute, with triangular ears, red eyes and a cat tail?
....”
"Ha!? Brother, how do you know!!?"
"Well...because it's right on top of your head..."
Huh? On top of your head?
Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a familiar weight on the top of his head. The force of the bounce was pushing his head lower and lower.
as well as...
That voice full of spirit and vitality that he would never forget.