Chapter 42

What is a slap in the face?

This is called a slap in the face.

I used to criticize others for being sexually erotic and said that they were in estrus, but now I have reacted without any prospects.

What should I do now?

Just pretend nothing has happened? Or is it to say that this is just the vitality of young people? Du Jingzhi wanted to get away with it before he was discovered, saying that we should stop making trouble and continue to pack up so that we can develop sustainablely and world peace.

He was hesitating, weekend's hand had already slipped into his clothes and groped on him.

The temperature in the palm of his palm on weekends is as warm as him. In such a cold weather, even if he is lying on the floor, it will bring a warm current to his body, allowing him to feel the warmth surrounding him.

I used my hands to describe his body on the weekend, but I felt that he was too thin, but his skin was too tender and smooth, which made me love it on the weekend. Then I pulled up my clothes and kissed it where my hands slid, and the pink that I had been thinking about a long time ago.

The kiss fell, covering all the places he had explored before, and the snow-like skin seemed to leave a string of kiss marks with a light peck.

Then, my hand slid down on the weekend, passing through my waist, touching his "energetic" nature.

Well, at this time, there is no need to disguise. The little guy is so "spiritual" that he definitely won't be because he wants to show friendship with the weekend, but with the idea of ​​sin, or the most fundamental origin of human beings, where desire lies.

The little guy who was originally afraid of life seemed to be hospitalized in his hands on the weekend, trembling slightly, blooming his veins, and showing himself hard.

It was so painful that I was so excited for the first time. Fortunately, I was very patient on the weekend and comforted me one by one.

Holding it in soft hands, it was quite happy and became lively and active.

He wanted to bury his face in Zhouzhao's arms in a desperate situation. He obviously wanted to refuse, but he felt very comfortable. He subconsciously frowned and stretched out his hands to push Zhouzhao's body.

On the weekend, I kissed his eyebrows and then kissed his mouth. The soft tongues of the two were entangled together and could not be separated.

The body is soft and the surroundings are soft, as if wrapped in soft yarn, and the body is light and fluttering.

Don't want to refuse.

I like it quite well.

Just fall like this, don't care about anything else, only the other party, well, that's great.

Finally released, his body stiffened at that moment, and he couldn't help but slapped. He just finished humming, and couldn't help but slap himself. Is it shameful?! Is it shameful?!

He frowned slightly, his lips tightly pursed, and endured it.

After coming back to his senses, he saw the hand that he pulled out on the weekend. He was stunned and couldn't help but sigh: "For the first time, I saw my flowing descendants in someone else's hands."

On the weekend, I was smiling while wiping my hands with a tissue. There was a sense of cunning in my smile: "So the little mirror had such an expression at that time."

After hearing this, his head was about to explode!

"You...you are looking for death." He muttered.

On the weekend, I was still smiling and comforting: "It's okay, it's very charming, I like it very much." As I said that, I walked to him, picked him up horizontally, and placed him on the bed.

Then, he took a tissue to help him wipe it, and he was sighing: "It's really brown."

It was obvious that he was so irritating so much that he was obviously intentional.

Now the weekend is simply releasing himself. He does not hide his Teddy-like attributes at all, and he also starts to tease him. You know, the previous weekends were very considerate. Seeing Du Jingzhi a little embarrassed, he immediately eased the atmosphere and took the initiative to help resolve it.

He suddenly realized that this gentle boy was a little bad in his bones.

He felt so embarrassed that he didn't care about helping him wipe it on the weekend. He just covered his face and his lips trembled slightly. He planned to secretly silence this guy, but he saw too many things that he shouldn't have seen.

Then he raised his foot and kicked it at Zhouzhao, and he was suddenly grabbed by Zhouzhao.

"You can see clearly when you open it so much," said weekend.

"Fuck!" Du Jingyi jumped up suddenly, quickly lifted his pants, and rushed towards the weekend.

After tearing it a few times, he was held in his arms by Zhouzhao and patted him on the back: "Be good, you can't beat me, and I don't want to fight with you. Don't make trouble, I'll wash my hands, and then you go and wash it, we will continue to pack up."

Du Jingzhi has never been so helpless.

Although he always fights on weekends, he usually doesn't plan to really work hard or beat the weekends. Now he is getting more and more shameless on weekends, and he has begun to stop giving in to him and treat him as his "girlfriend".

He is Du Jingzhi! The leader of the third grade! Brother Du, who is terrified! The nightmare for good students!

As a result, he was humming under the "good card" in the school and was also teased and cum!

Du Jingzhi decided to teach the weekend a lesson, so he said ruthlessly: "You wait for me."

"Well, I'll wait for you for the rest of my life." The weekend accepted happily.

“…”

"If I can control it, I will wait for you in the next life."

"..." Du Jingzhi was silent for a while, sighed, and was discouraged, "Stay packing up."

Du Jingzhi, he has never been so accustomed to anyone except weekends in his life!

Oh, and his mother's relatives... Du Jingzhi was dragged over by the weekend and was kissed again.

Both of them finished washing up, Du Jingzhi sat in front of the computer screen and went to read the comments on Weibo.

The last video recording him was not very high, but the number has been roughly stable, with three to four hundred forwardings, five to six hundred comments.

He read a few casually.

Don’t laugh: I’ve read it.

Mandy: The gods are painting!

Zhou Zekai’s girlfriend: I watched it carefully, it was definitely not a posing photo. You can see that the posture is professional, and it is really skilled and has a good painting.

The flowing water of the small bridge: hug Jing'er's thick legs tightly.

Dusk is limp: Jing'er looks so handsome and sings very well.

A lot of gold: It turns out that the origin of the name is this, it is Guo Jing and Lin Pingzhi, it is a magical combination!

Damn Mengzi: I originally thought the name Du Jingzhi was very literary, but in the end, hahahahahaha!

He read it for a while and then read the latest comic. He was still in a tepid state. Most of them were praising it for being so cute and sweet, so please serialize it.

He looked at it for a while and then stopped watching.

I sat aside to review on the weekend. After sitting down, I entered a state of concentration. I had never said a word to Du Jingzhi for two hours.

Du Jingzhi watched the video of teaching painting online and found it boring. He took a look at the time and said, "I'm going back to bed."

The pen on the weekend was still calculating what, but he just stretched out his left hand, pulled him, pulled him into his arms and sat down, put his chin on his shoulder, looked at the exercise book on the desk, and continued to calculate the questions.

He was a little confused about whether to disturb the weekend. He was hesitating whether to speak again, but he heard the weekend say, "You try to do this question, it's quite interesting."

A question...why is it quite interesting?

Du Jingzhi tried hard to calm down and studied this "very interesting" question. After writing a few steps, he began to explain his ideas for solving the problem on the weekend, and then asked him: "Do you feel suddenly enlightened?"

"I might...be an idiot."

"Try it again, I've been working on it for a long time."

Du Jingzhi was patient again, and after doing it for a while, he finally got the question out.

I took out my phone and looked at the time on the weekend, and then said, "Happy New Year, little mirror."

"Oh, are you waiting for this?"

I nodded on the weekend, then opened the drawer, took out a box and placed it on the table: "Here, New Year's gift."

Du Jingzhi was quite surprised, and then said a little panickedly: "I forgot... Actually, I don't have this concept, so I will make you a gift in the future."

"It doesn't matter. The little mirror is willing to give me your descendants to flow in my hands. I am very happy. After all, it is a gift of hundreds of millions."

"You guys are very happy to have a plane for me." Du Jingzhi said, and had already started to remove the gifts. After opening them, he saw a box with a hand-painted board.

"Is this something that can be drawn with a computer? The golden color behind it is quite handsome, but I don't know how to use it, and I can't even use that drawing software."

"You can learn it once. You have a foundation and are smart. You will definitely learn it. I type so slowly and learn PS, and I have memorized all the shortcut keys."

Du Jingzhi could already think of this scene of a top student typing at a speed and then memorizing shortcut keys like memorizing the text. I couldn't help but feel happy when I thought about it.

He took the manual in the hand-painted board for a while and took it directly to the computer. He was eager to try it, but found that it would take a long time to install it with a CD. He was a little sleepy and couldn't help but give up and planned to study it later.

"You can use this thing in the future and take more drawings, which is more convenient. When you become a great master, Brother Consort will buy you a better board."

Du Jingzhi was fiddling with the hand-painted board, and felt very happy. He agreed with a smile: "When I make money, I will customize a bunch of suitable pants for you."

"Stay the little mirror here and sleep with me, don't go back." I patted my own bed on the weekend.

"I'm just using short hands and short mouths to eat people! I'll sleep when I sleep. Do I need to help you with a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars at night?"

"This...is casual, I'm afraid I'll be tired of you."

"What's wrong with this? Don't boys have this experience?"

He nodded over the weekend and then asked, "What is the frequency of the small mirror?"

"Occasionally in the morning, it seems that it's too late. At night, depending on your mood, what about you?"

"The frequency is not high, it's concentrated after being provoked by you."

Du Jingzhi measured a shooting move on the weekend, then blew his fingertips and said: "We will be sharpshooters in the future."
Chapter completed!