MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 77 Juvenile Delinquent in Shura Field

On the back seat of the car, Cong An was at a loss with one hand hanging in the air and holding the handle of the ceiling with the other hand. Ann's neck.

The headscarf that she was wearing came off at some point, and the lights that shone through the windows while the vehicle was driving reflected the head of the system, which was changing with colorful lights following the lights. The neck arches back and forth.

Cong Liang glanced back, Zheng and Cong An raised their eyes to face each other, Cong Liang was caught off guard by the indulgence and pampering that Cong An didn't have time to hide, and suddenly felt full.

At the red light, Jiang Yinhong glanced sideways at Congliang, with small hooks at the corners of his eyes, looking at Congliang's gorgeous high-necked dress, which made him panic. It was still the backseat of the ears and temples. Anyway, when I arrived at the door of the house, it was like a pot of boiling honey, and even the bubbles were sticky.

Cong Liang repeatedly warned the system to come down from Cong'an's body, but the system reluctantly came down twice, and it got entangled again within a minute. After Cong Liang spoke, it directly repeated the same trick and cut off the link.

My mother is sitting in front of her, how dare this little brat pretend to give her a bad signal? !

After finally reaching the door of the house, Cong Liang wanted to grab the system and talk to her, but now she has become a person, a beautiful woman, even if she is a gentleman from Anzheng, but the system has been so rude along the way, as long as she is a leader , Those who can hold on to it are all gods who can ascend directly to heaven!

However, Cong An opened the door at the door of the house. Before Cong Liang could grab the system, Jiang Yin grabbed him, "Didn't you say you live next door?"

The system of Cong Anhe quickly got into the room, the empty corridor was silent, Jiang Yin half circled her waist, leaning as hard as possible, the hot breath of the young man sprayed on her forehead, and wanted to do what Cong Liang wanted to say All things were sprayed into a white mist that saw the sun, and disappeared without a trace.

She stared at Jiang Yin as if she was going to eat people, her throat was tight, and she reached in along the neckline, took out the key from her bra, and was about to go to the keyhole when Jiang Yin took it.

Jiang Yin put Congliang around the door and slowly raised one corner of his lips, "It's hot." He hugged Congliang and pushed the key into the keyhole, but instead of turning the lock, he suddenly pressed Congliang against the door, "Let me see. What else is in here..." He said that he had to drill down where Cong Liang had taken the key just now.

Fortunately, although Congliang was teased by Jiang Yin, he still lingered with a trace of rationality. He held Jiang Yin's hand. This is a corridor, the monitors are everywhere, and people may pass by at any time. .

It's just that his mind and body are not very synchronized. With the strength to pull up a tree with his bare hands, he is reluctant to even push Jiang Yin. He can only lick his lips, and his legs are soft and gossamer coax: "Go ahead."

Jiang Yin turned the door key to open the door, and almost pushed Cong Liang into the house. The sound of the door closing was almost the same as Jiang Yin's hand when he arrived at the destination. Cong Liang couldn't breathe, leaned against the cold iron door, and was "" Arrogant" The breath that hit his chest was blocked by Jiang Yin's lips before he could fall down.

"Deng... uh... light!" Cong Liang wanted to push Jiang Yin away first, the light was on, and the room was pitch-dark. She was bringing someone home in an open and honest way, not an affair, but her fierceness caused her to be caught in the dark. Her beloved baby tidied up a few times. She was so soft at the moment that she couldn't exert her strength. She slapped Jiang Yin on the shoulder twice, as if she was pretending to be coquettish. The chick can't hold back.

The side zipper of the skirt was all the way to the end, Cong Liang was pressed and tidied up from top to bottom, and the clothes were pushed completely into place. Jiang Yin finally showed mercy, and let go a little, Cong Liang shook his fingers, just about to touch the living room The switch was pulled back by Jiang Yin.

"Sister..." Jiang Yin spoke with her lips pressed on her forehead, and when she opened and closed, the exhaled breath tickled her from the roots of her hair to her heart.

"Take me home, you can't go back on it," Jiang Yin confirmed again, "From now on, as long as I am alone, okay?"

Jianliang reluctantly straightened the high-grade dress that was about to be crumpled into a rag, cleared his throat, stroked his hair and turned on the living room light.

Although this little ancestor was so enthusiastic and rogue, she couldn't bear it, but she was emotionally uneasy like a child, and sighed resignedly.

The sudden light made Jiang Yin squinted subconsciously. Cong Liang hugged Jiang Yin's waist, buried his face in his back, wrapped one hand around Jiang Yin's waist, and held the other up in front of Jiang Yin. The five fingers are close together, but the thumb is bent, and the opening voice is a bit heavy, revealing her rare seriousness, "I swear, this life, this life," life after life.

"It's only you." It was only you.

Jiang Yin touched Cong Liang's hand around his waist, lowered his head and kissed the hand that Cong Liang raised in front of him, and smiled quietly with two dimples.

I thought it would be inconvenient to come here suddenly, but Jiang Yin was led by Cong Liang to wash up. Facing the whole set of double utensils, even the pajamas for couples, he squatted on the edge of the toilet with his toothbrush and began to ponder.

From Liang Chou, I knew that Jiang Yin was thinking nonsense again, and he squatted down, resting his head on Jiang Yin's shoulder, "Don't think about it, these things were prepared for you from the beginning, don't you think your pajamas are the right size for you? ?"

Indeed, Jiang Yin's body has not been stretched, and he is relatively thin. The pajamas are perfectly suitable, and he unpacked them by himself, and the chicken thief glanced at the wardrobe, and there was no suspicious other men's clothes.

Jiang Yin squeezed the toothpaste on the brand new toothbrush, tilted his head and kowtowed to Congliang's head, "When will you let me do it?" Jiang Yin put the toothbrush in his mouth, turned his head and looked at Congliang with a particularly frank question.

Cong Liang: "…"

She stared at Jiang Yin for a long time, but she didn't see any sign of Jiang Yin's blushing, so this person's shyness was 80% crooked to Java.

Of course she knew that Jiang Yin was uneasy about her, and besides her big treasure had feelings for her, she would only be happy, Cong Liang smiled and kissed Jiang Yin's cheek, "Wait for you to be eighteen. It's all up to you."

Jiang Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The solicitation is about to provoke me."

Cong Liang didn't understand what he said, he reached out and wiped off the toothpaste sprayed on Jiang Yin's chin, and washed his hands, "I'll go to Cong'an and I'll be back soon."

"Alas!" Jiang Yin spit the toothpaste into the toilet, "What are you doing? The couple might "sleep" by this." It was rubbed in the car, and they were probably busy.

"I'll go..." Congliang didn't know what to say, she stood up and walked to leave, she always felt that the system and Cong'an were not the same thing, "I'll take a look."

Jiang Yin grabbed Congliang's trouser legs and didn't let her go, "I'm going to take a bath soon," he said, wrapping his arms around Congliang's calf, "I'm inconvenient, you have to go to see others..."

Congliang scratched her head, she took a step, Jiang Yin squatted around her leg and took small steps, and walked out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in hand. He glanced at the room next door, and said to himself, "Zi'an, you seek more happiness, so you took the leg pendant and went back to the bathroom.

What Congliang cares about is not the system, but Cong'an. She doesn't know everything about human beings at all, she knows how to eat, but she is not a little fool, who can be deceived by a few words. Weaknesses are almost invincible.

If there is any damage or it feels wrong, it will quickly retreat, and the system space will be retracted in seconds.

On the other hand, Cong An, according to Cong Liang's observation, probably has the problem of liking being touched by others. The system has now turned into the innocent appearance of a little fairy, and he will not let him do anything.

The two are now one man and one woman, and if they really do something, Cong An feels nothing. She is afraid, just like when Cong An was kind to her unconditionally, she is afraid that Cong An will fall in love with her.

When she fell in love with the mission target, it became a joke in the entire main system. Although Congliang didn't care, it didn't mean she didn't know.

There has never been a **** suit that anyone has ever obtained. The only system that can become an adult is the one. If someone falls in love with the system, it is not a joke. It is not funny at all. Falling in love with the system is equivalent to falling in love with a stone. Monkey stone.

It's just that everyone has a last resort. Although Congliang is strong, he can make his heart entangle, and he doesn't care whether Cong'an can control his heart. Son, only seeing such a person can turn into a soft finger.

The mist in the bathroom was evaporating, and the faucet in the bathtub was still open, and the hot water overflowing from the bathtub flowed over the white tile floor and swirled into the sewer.

Jiang Yin held a plastic bag on his gauze hand and held it high, with his back against the cold tile, closed his eyes and let the shower pour over his head. The waist, then hidden under the body, and then along the two proportionally slender legs, flowed over the ankles, and gathered together at the sewers with the flow of water.

Cong Liang was already stuck in his pajamas, his curly hair was wet, and he glanced at Jiang Yin in the mist, like a poodle after falling into the water.

"Come here..." In fact, Jiang Yin's original aesthetic was to like that kind of young girl who didn't grow up, preferably sweeter.

It's just that one day he was forced into life by this woman. He hadn't grown his teeth yet, so he was forced to bite the plump, juicy but stiff and spicy fruit, so much so that when he saw the green money again, he even had the desire to bite. Nothing, just thinking about the spicy taste, and thinking that the food does not taste, only to find that I have become addicted.

"Sister...touch me..." Jiang Yin turned off the shower head, half-squinted his eyes full of water droplets, and hugged Congliang, who was already soaking wet.

Cong Liang smiled, "Did you like the effect of the scrub and facial cleanser last time?"

Jiang Yin rubbed a water stain on his face and glared at Congliang, "Then dry me and put on my clothes."

Cong Liang took the bath towel over but didn't wrap it around Jiang Yin's body, pinched Jiang Yin's face, "You're doing very well today," Cong Liang praised sincerely, "Especially the sincere hug in the private room."

Jiang Yin's face turned red with a "swoosh", and he pushed Congliang's forehead, "Get out..."

"To reward you today," Cong Liang threw the bath towel at Jiang Yin's feet, knelt down, and touched him lightly with his lips, "Are you sure you want me to get out?"

"Do not…"

Jiang Yin's entire face, neck, and even his chest were covered in powder. He leaned his head up against the cold tiles, but he couldn't stop the fire that was about to start from the inside out.

His eyelashes flickered rapidly, and when Cong Liang served him with all his heart, he drooped and half-squinted, revealing obsession and greed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and half of his lips were bitten with teeth marks, biting everything that was about to come out. sound.

"Hmm..." Jiang Yin took a deep breath and groaned. He grabbed Cong Liang with his right hand and quickly pulled her up, clasped her arms tightly, and put his head on Cong Liang's shoulder. It took a long while before he spoke.

"I will die in your hands sooner or later." Jiang Yin said with a sigh.

The author has something to say: _(:з"∠)_ There is not much left in this world plot, and it is basically all sugar.

Today, I wrote the next world outline. I wrote three pages by hand for the light background. It is estimated that it will not be short.

orz I admit now that I wear it slowly...