Xiaorou, who was lying in Yang Song's arms, gradually became silent. Only then did Yang Song realize that she had fallen asleep, but her sleeping position was not very nice. Her mouth was opened wide, and her saliva was drooling all over Yang Song's shoulders. It was just this
No matter how inelegant the posture was, it still couldn't hide how bright Xiaorou's lips were. Yang Song couldn't help but lick his lips, and his mouth became a little dry again.
"Monitoring..." Yang Song looked at every corner of the room with some hatred. There were these damn monitors, monitors everywhere. Although he agreed to this, whenever he had something private to do,
When doing it, these monitors are his biggest obstacle.
Needless to say, there is no need to say much about masturbating. Anyway, Yang Song has completely put an end to this idea since he came to Longteng. Even if it is the most normal thing for a young man, he still cannot do it. Who is willing to do it?
How about masturbating in front of several surveillance cameras, dozens or even more surveillance personnel?
It has to be said that the moment Yang Song stared at Xiaorou's lips, he almost lost his mind and wanted to kiss Fangze on it. If he hadn't accidentally thought of the monitor, he would really kiss her.
"Abstinence! Abstinence! Yang Song, Yang Song, you have to know how much responsibility you bear. All mankind is counting on you. How can you do such a thing that is worse than a beast? No! No!
"Yang Song muttered while carefully carrying Xiaorou back to the bed again.
During this process, Yang Song's arms felt a hint of softness. Yang Song suddenly felt a reaction in a certain part of his body. He blushed and put Xiaorou on the bed. He went to the bathroom and poured cold water on her.
Spread it on your face to try to calm yourself down.
"If you cover yourself with a quilt... no!" Yang Song felt that his head was filled with all kinds of obscene and secretly fragrant thoughts, but the surveillance in the room was like a flower, causing him to be in a semi-hard state.
I can't extricate myself from the semi-soft embarrassing state.
"Maybe you can turn off the lights... Just turn off the lights!" Yang Song felt like his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"No! The damn camera has infrared light!"
"Why don't you masturbate?" Yang Song suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the bathroom. He felt that there must be a camera in this bathroom, but if he removed it himself, maybe no one would be able to see it?
"Hey! Yang Song! Aren't you stupid? Everyone knows you are masturbating so obviously!" Yang Song's eyes turned red. He was now in a very embarrassing situation. He had not had sex for almost two months.
He had released the desire in his body, but today he was completely aroused by Xiaorou's weak body, charming face, and bright red lips. He really wanted to refresh himself for once, but he had so many scruples!
This is a state that only men understand. When you suddenly want to release yourself and find paradise, you will desperately look for a way. Japanese, European, American, domestic, movie, animation, novel, but you really can’t find it.
When you are young, even a hole can be used to release yourself. This is definitely not an exaggeration. There are always rumors on the Internet that some people do piston movements against trees. Although there is the factor of drunkenness, it still cannot be denied that desire is the most important thing for men.
Terrible demon.
Yang Song felt that this was not going to work. He really wanted to experience the feeling he had not seen for a long time, so he stood up with burning eyes, stood on the toilet, and carefully began to look for possible cameras.
"No?" After searching for a while, Yang Song suddenly became dumbfounded. He searched every possible gap, but still couldn't find the camera? Could it be that the people at the base had discovered it because of their conscience? He felt that peeping at one's own excretion was a very unusual thing.
Respect their own behavior? So they removed the cameras? Or did they not install cameras in the toilets in the first place?
"Thank God..." Yang Song's hands trembled. He had never been so excited. He suddenly felt that after discovering that there was no camera in the bathroom, he became even more excited. A pillar holding the sky is not enough to describe his current mood.
Feel.
"Oh my God! It's so big!" Yang Song let out a strong sigh.
Just when Yang Song put his hand on the giant dragon he needed to release, the numbness at that moment made him feel so good, and then... then nothing happened. He suddenly thought of a very important question, himself
The current body is related to all mankind. If I do this, will it be related to the body of all mankind?
"Holy crap! That woman can't have feelings, right? Oh my god! You're going to kill me!" Yang Song was about to cry without tears. He had never thought that even without monitoring, he still couldn't enjoy this desire for release.
He was really exhausted mentally and physically from the pleasure!
The dragon became sluggish, and Yang Song slumped on the toilet as if all his strength had been drained. A tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye. This was simply the saddest thing since his birth, right?
"Quack! Quack!" Vaguely, Yang Song seemed to hear God laughing at him, so ruthless, so cruel. Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yang Song said coldly: "So what? It's amazing.
So what if I never masturbate again! Damn!"
"Quack, you're laughing me to death! Haha! You're laughing me to death!" The looming voice became more and more obvious. Yang Song's whole body suddenly froze in place, looking at his head in disbelief. He didn't believe that the old man
He would be laughing at him innocently, but where did this voice come from? Could it be Xiaorou? No, this voice sounds like a drake's throat. How could it be the voice of such a charming and lovely girl like Xiaorou?
Woolen cloth?
"...Gulu." A drop of cold sweat fell from Yang Song's forehead. After listening carefully for a while, the rattling sound seemed to come from under his buttocks.
"There is a noise in the toilet!" Yang Song jumped up suddenly, stuffed the limp dragon into his pants as quickly as possible, and then looked nervously at the empty toilet. There was nothing in it except water.
None.
It's just that the remaining water made Yang Song shed more cold sweat on his forehead. Since inheriting the physical fitness of hunter Yang Song, Yang Song's body has become much stronger, not only in terms of strength.
, as well as observation and vision.
Excellent eyesight has made great progress in Yang Song's archery skills, and also given Yang Song the ability to observe the smallest changes in the surrounding environment. What he sees now is the water in the toilet rippling slightly with water waves!
"There is something." Yang Song had not excreted, let alone injected some liquid into the toilet. Even if he was sitting on the toilet, he did not think that he would cause these water waves just by sitting on it. So there is only one answer to solve it,
That is, something seemed to come out of the water, making a sound like a drake's throat, and then retracted from the toilet.
"Monitor?" Yang Song's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he immediately lay down on the edge of the toilet angrily, and inserted his hand fiercely into the toilet. He didn't care whether it was dirty or not. His anger now could be ignited.
A building!
"Damn! Damn! Your surveillance is so pervasive! There is a monitor in the toilet! It can also make sounds! I can't stand it anymore! You shameless guys!" Yang Song vowed to let Liu Xiaohe
Zhang Fusheng had a good idea of how terrifying Yang Song's anger was.
Installing a movable camera in the toilet? Are people with multiple impairments coming up with such a disgusting idea? Do they want to observe how the feces in their bodies are excreted?
"Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother!" Yang Song cursed a series of curse words in his mouth. He put half of his hand into the slippery toilet drain. At this moment, he felt his palm touch something, which was a little soft.
, but soft yet hard!
"Fuck! I've caught it! With this evidence in hand, let's see how you can still argue! Don't blame me for stuffing that creative director's head into this toilet!" Yang Song grabbed the thing with a ferocious expression.
Then he whipped outwards hard.
"Paralysis! You're quite strong! Damn!" Yang Song pulled it a few times, but when he found that it hadn't been pulled out, he suddenly got angry, stepped on the toilet with both feet, then gritted his teeth and pulled hard again.
This time, the thing could no longer compete with Yang Song, and was pulled out of the drainage channel in a slippery manner, with water splashing onto Yang Song's chest.
"Holy shit! What the hell is this!" Yang Song couldn't believe his eyes. The thing in front of him was actually a hand!
"Turn the monitor into the shape of a hand?" Yang Song was dumbfounded, but when he grabbed the thing, he realized that the hand was not a normal hand at all, because there were hands on both sides of the arm, and among them
A human face actually grew on the back of one hand!
"This..." Yang Song was completely dumbfounded. This person's face was actually disfigured? How weird a person is to come up with this damn idea?
"Ugh! Brother, can you give me something to eat?" What made Yang Song moan and scream was that this human face actually spoke?
"What the hell is this?" Yang Song immediately opened the toilet door, then stretched out his head to peek at Xiaorou, who was still sleeping, then he retracted with relief, and then carefully looked at this place.
Come with only one hand.
"Brother? You don't understand Chinese?" The voice on the face on the hand was very small, maybe because of the size, but Yang Song immediately recognized that this voice was exactly the same as the voice that laughed at him before!
"The person who spoke just now was actually you?" Yang Song squatted down, poked the face on this hand with his finger and asked in surprise.
"Otherwise? Mr. Yang Song! Who else do you think it could be? My God, I really spent a lot of hard work to get here from the terrible sewer. You don't know, I found in the sewer
There are so many disgusting bugs and shameless rats! They actually want to eat me! Fortunately, my hands have recovered, otherwise I will be eaten up by them! When I am reborn, I will find that I will probably only have
The next head is coming! Mr. Yang Song! I beg you! Give me something to eat! I can't stand it anymore! I haven't eaten for two days!" This hand made a series of sounds, and Yang Song felt a little bit in his head.
Be enlightened.
"Wait, do you know me? What are you? Why do you look like this? Are you a human or a monster?" Yang Song didn't want to hear this hand complain, he just wanted to know the origin of this guy.
"Me? It's not your gift! My name is Wade Winston Wilson. I am a powerful mercenary who specializes in serving rich people. As long as you give me money, I can help you kill you.
People who want to kill! Oh, I don’t accept the commission from the pervert Hulk, well...and Wolverine! I hate him the most! But it doesn’t matter, there will never be those perverts in this place anymore, right? This is the legendary place
The real world in the world, right? I finally came here! What a pity, I can never return to the way I was before..." As he said this, this hand actually started crying, but his face was too small, even though
Yang Song stared hard, and could only see a tear smaller than a raindrop caught in this guy's eyes.
"By the way, Mr. Yang Song, I also have a nickname, Deadpool. You must have heard my name, right?" This hand suddenly stopped crying sadly, and the two slit-like eyes were filled with tears.
, eyes smaller than water drops stared at Yang Song.
"Deadpool? Damn you!" Yang Song let out a weak groan. Isn't this the guy who got into Mr. Liu's body as Chris said? He was actually taken out of the dream world by Mr. Liu.
It was brought out from inside? How is this possible?