MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 60 Juvenile Delinquent in Shura Field

For the first time, Congliang wore some high-heeled shoes and ran crookedly. Jiang Yin had a wound on his left hand, and he couldn't let go of his pants. He was stunned to go around the flower pond several times, but did not chase Congliang.

Congliang ran and ran, she couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yin, she remembered the first life, the big baby pushed her 1.71.8m Dapeng, who was galloping and spreading his wings. Paying attention, he stepped on a small stone, and when he slipped out, his wrist was slashed.

Seeing that Jiang Yin was about to catch up, Cong Liang helped the flower pond, turned the direction, ran away from the flower pond, got off the sidewalk, and jumped into a small park next to him.

This park is depressing and unsanitary, and its hygiene is very worrying. The floor is full of food packaging bags and all kinds of household garbage thrown away.

There was no one at noon. Cong Liangshun followed a deliberately uneven gravel road. When he entered the park, he burrowed into the weeping willow trees that had not been pruned for a long time.

The weeping willow was drawn on his head, and the luxuriant branches and leaves cut his face in pain. Cong Liang didn't dig a few steps in, but was still caught by Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin pressed his trousers with his left hand, and grabbed Congliang's shoulder with his right hand. Without any strength, Congliang stood up honestly.

"Fuck you..." Jiang Yin's cap was blown over, and the brim of his hat was pointed at the sky. He gasped and held down Congliang, but he didn't know how to scold him.

A big girl has her skirt lifted on the street and can be called a hooligan. A young man has his pants ripped off on the street, or is he picked up by a woman. What if he is caught? What are you scolding? Can't fight.

Jiang Yin bared his teeth several times and failed to find the right words, which really made Congliang burst into laughter just now. He pulled down a man's pants on the street. Not only did he not apologize, he was also happy. , laugh at you motherfucker.

Cong Liangya turned his head out of breath, and when he saw Jiang Yin's unspeakable face and neck turning red, he laughed again, "Hehehehehehe..."

"You **** laugh!" Jiang Yin's brows and eyes are fierce, and both dimples are fierce, "You fool!"

Cong Liang smiled even when he was scolded, his eyes squinting at Jiang Yin's indescribably bright light, which made Jiang Yin feel more dazzling than the mottled tree shadows.

Jiang Yin looked uncomfortable, let go of Congliang's shoulders, pressed down his hat, couldn't beat him, and scolded him was nothing to scold. He turned around and spat, and muttered, "How unlucky."

From good and easy to lead people to this "desolate" grove, it may be so easy to let Jiang Yin go, "I'm here to pick you up."

Cong Liang said, "I've been waiting for you at the gate all morning, and I choked when I saw you coming out."

Jiang Yin took a step, Wen Yan stopped and looked back at Congliang and then again, "Who are you?" Jiang Yin was inexplicable, "Pick me up...Fuck!"

"It's you!"

Cong Liang threw back his hair that had just been straightened, "Well, it's me." He folded a branch at random, tossed it around, stared at Jiang Yin's eyebrows, and said, "Have you missed me these two days?" The mouth turned for three rounds, and finally came out bald.

"Sister, no, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yin pushed away the branch impatiently and left, without turning his head, "I told you last time, I don't like old women, fan me away. you!"

"How old am I!" Congliang listened to the word "old woman" twice, and the rough neural net finally caught a little discomfort, "I'm only twenty, you are seventeen, and the third female junior holds a golden brick."

"Besides, I'm not in a hurry..." Cong Liang squeezed the twig, followed Jiang Yin's back and gently slapped Jiang Yin, saying sincerely and affectionately, "I'll wait for you to grow up."

Jiang Yin was so happy that he turned his head to look at Cong Liang like a fool, grabbed the little wicker that Cong Liang had thrown on him, and folded it several times with one hand.

"I need you to wait," Jiang Yin sneered, slipped his pants and got out of the woods, followed by Liang Liang and saw someone on the stone road. He really wanted to leave, and grabbed Jiang Yin's sleeves.

"Hey, hey, I accidentally ripped off your pants just now." Cong Liang felt that Jiang Yin was still angry with her, and racked his brains to coax her, "If you want to get mad, find a place where no one is around, or I'll let you ripped off the big deal. once."

The little blue veins under Jiang Yin's hat had a tendency to dance. After two long breaths, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and tilted his neck again. He moved a finger to the black long straight that was freshly baked from Liangliang, and moved slightly closer to her ear. , "If you're really rude..."

Congliang didn't want to play dirty with Jiang Yin at all. After all, he was still young, and it was only two times of contact. Jiang Yin was full of verb conjugations, and he intuitively said that what Jiang Yin said was definitely not a good thing, so he quickly answered. arrive.

"I owe you," Congliang put the willow branch around Jiang Yin's neck, grabbed the two ends of the branch with both hands and pulled Jiang Yin's neck down a little, and brought it close to his ear, "The small trees have come in, or else Come wild once?"

Jiang Yin didn't expect that in broad daylight, he, a professional hooligan, was embarrassed by a woman. He lowered his head and forgot to move for a while. He was so stiff in front of Cong Liang that Cong Liang looked at Jiang Yin very clearly. , then the neck, and finally gradually spread to the face.

The last time I hugged Jiang Yin, plus Jiang Yin's reaction this time, Congliang already knew that Jiang Yin was a slapstick, a fake handle with a tone, and if it moved a little, it became a persimmon, but Congliang looked at Jiang from a close distance. Because Yin was shy, her white earlobes were filled with tender pink that made her heart tickled and her hands even more itchy. After all, she couldn't hold back, so she went up and pinched it.

He suddenly squeezed Jiang Yin out of the spring, took a step back and jumped all the way, turned his head and ran away with his pants up.

Congliang blinked, and briefly rebuked himself for a second in his heart, and quickly rushed up with a small bag on his back.

"Hey, what are you running for!"

The two of them adjusted their efforts for a while. Jiang Yin ran to chase after Liang. As soon as they exited the gate of the small park, Jiang Yin slipped his pants to intercept a taxi and went up. , relying on the strength and not afraid of pain, he grabbed a seam and got into it.

As soon as he entered Jiang Yin, his face was gloomy and he wanted to get angry. He opened the other door to get out of the car. Cong Liang hurriedly put his arms around Jiang Yin's shoulders, tightened his arms, and was the first to speak, "Find a shopping mall nearby."

"Let go of me!" Jiang Yin blushed and had a thick neck, and the peaked cap was rubbed off. I didn't expect that this little girl would be more powerful than a real hooligan and shameless.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, and Cong Liangyi waved, "Drive and drive."

"Don't be angry baby," Congliang avoided Jiang Yin's wounded hand, "Don't touch your hands, I'll buy a pair of pants with you first."

Jiang Yin showed Xiaoqingpi's head, and the stubble swayed in front of Congliang's eyes. Congliang didn't hold back and reached out and rubbed it, "Where are you going? You can't go with your pants."

"You **** don't move your hands and feet," Jiang Yin raised his elbow to block Cong Liang's endless hand, "Don't be ashamed!"

Jiang Yin raised her hand to signal not to touch it. As soon as Jiang Yin put it down, she swiped again, and then quickly moved her **** back to stay away from Jiang Yin, but she still did not avoid Jiang Yin stepping on her. .

Jiang Yin stepped on her feet and rolled it back and forth. Cong Liang didn't feel any pain anyway, so he leaned forward to make it easier for him to step on, and squeezed Jiang Yin's side waist with his hands.

Turning a corner to catch up with the red light in this place, the driver watched the whole journey and couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Yin's face turned red again, subconsciously jumping up, his head hit the roof of the car with a bang.

Cong Liang hurriedly rubbed it, and took advantage of the opportunity to touch it for a while, the little stubble that was a little thorny, but it was easy to touch.

The shopping mall was coming soon. Congliang opened the little yellow bag, not shy about Jiang Yin at all, took out a red ticket and handed it to the driver, waiting for the money, she saw Jiang Yin glanced at her bag several times, and then Glancing at her several times, she fell silent.

After getting out of the car and entering the mall, Congliang bought Jiang Yin pants and several sets of clothes, including underwear. Jiang Yin remained silent. Even Congliang deliberately brought his underwear to ask him about the size of the pattern, but he didn't seem angry. All of a sudden, it was like a soul-sucking, and it became a walking corpse.

Congliang walked out of the mall with Jiang Yin carrying something. Jiang Yin suddenly pulled her arm and asked her, "Are you trying to soak me?"

Cong Liang was stunned for a moment, but just about to laugh, Jiang Yin said again, "I'll let you soak... Can you lend me money."

From Liangxiao's mouth froze, for the first time in her life, she felt the taste of sour chirping. Of course, she knew why Jiang Yin borrowed money. She must have wanted to get the little girl who is currently at the police station out. She brought money to pick up Jiang Yin today. this means.

She planned to use the money to give the little girl's adoptive mother, so that she could withdraw the case, and her own man wouldn't need anyone else to pay for it.

But this matter made Jiang Yin say that, even if Congliang was nerdy and could run a horse, it wouldn't be much of a taste.

What the **** is going on here?

These two little **** are playing in front of her. You steal things for me, and I sell myself for you? !

"Have you ever slept with anyone?" Cong Liang walked to a place where no one was expressionless for a while, then stopped to stare at Jiang Yin's head and asked. I really want to pry his head open to see if this little brat... pretended to be someone else in this life.

When Jiang Yin asked Cong Liang about this sentence, he became very popular, but he really had no other way to get so much money except for this woman who inexplicably said that he liked him. Little Bell has been in the same yard with him since he was a child. He was finally adopted, but when he ran into a good family, he stole things for him, and he couldn't care less.

Originally, I planned to borrow money from Brother Liu, but if the money was borrowed, it would be terribly profitable. If this woman could lend him money, he would go with her...

"No." Jiang Yin himself was young, and his chin was about to stick to his collarbone when he said this. He hangs out with a bunch of people, and he can say a lot of dirty words, but in fact he hasn't even talked to anyone...

"Don't you dare to borrow money to sell yourself?" Cong Liang's farting skills are not sore, but he feels a little distressed for the big baby. Seeing that there is nothing to do with the little girl, I just ask, keep your head down in the crotch went.

Congliang blinked his eyes and handed the little yellow bag to Jiang Yin, "You don't need to borrow the money, this is what I got for you, I'll give it to you, and I'll give you all the money I earn in the future..."

Jiang Yin finally raised his head, the blushing on his face did not fade away, he looked at Cong Liang with a confused look, and with a flash of skill, he looked like he was blind in the last life.

"But you have to belong to me." Cong Liang smiled like a professional old hooligan, stretched out **** and rubbed Jiang Yin's earlobe.

The author has something to say: Jiang Yin: Do you want to soak me?

Cong Liang: Hmm.

Jiang Yin: Then if you lend me money, I'll let you soak in it.

Cong Liang: Do not borrow.

System: My host has always been hard-bubbling, thank you.

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