Scumbags Follow the Good System

This kind of lethal slapstick operation is obviously a little exciting for a novice with zero experience.

Yun Chou bit his lips out of the teeth marks, but he couldn't help but snort. Congliang was already asleep, unaware that the object in his hand was gradually changing shape.

In this world, an ordinary 14- or 15-year-old boy would have a kiss. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to endure it without the help of his wife when he had the first impulse.

Yun Chou had given up on this aspect early, and he didn't know whether it was because of the repression in his heart, or because he was born slow. At the age of 20, it was the first time that I had the first impulse, but it was in such a terrifying situation.

The scissors in his hand slipped on the quilt, Yun Chouren was sweating profusely, but he clenched his teeth and didn't move. The person who was still caught there, fell asleep on top of him, every time the breath was sprayed on his chest at this moment, right. It was a huge torture for him.

And the first time came slowly, but it was extremely fierce. It was not easy to endure it and wait. For Yun Chou, who didn't understand farts, he didn't know what else could be done in this situation. manage.

As for finding the culprit for help, Yun Chou didn't consider it at all, let alone the wife and owner, Cong Liang was not even a person in his heart at this moment.

Fortunately, Yun Chou has always been mentally tough, otherwise, an orphan, blind and blind, would not have been able to live to such an age. Gritting his teeth until it was about to dawn, Yun Chou stayed awake all night and resisted his initial impulse, and fell asleep exhausted.

When Jiliang woke up in the morning, he found himself lying in Yun Chou's arms, but before the sweetness in his heart came up, he was so startled that he almost jumped to the roof of the house.

This familiar embrace, the familiar sleeping position—the familiar touch, the frightening facial features almost gathered together, and I didn’t dare to breathe a lot. He pulled it out along the waist of Yun Chou's trousers, how did he climb up from under his feet last night, and how did he climb out from under his feet.

From Liangguang's feet, he grabbed his clothes and slippers from the bed, looked at Yun Chou who was still sleeping, and dared to breathe out the long breath that was on the tip of his heart. Went to the kitchen, dressed hastily, washed up anxiously, and started busy making breakfast again.

Squatting beside the cauldron, chirping and chirping, he thought about it from his conscience for a while, and couldn't help but knock on the system in his head, "Fang, what should I do?"

The system does not need to sleep to watch the live broadcast, knowing that the wonderful three urination last night, and the two scissors that were avoided by the host who had to speak out twice, were avoided by the host with bad luck. The head was drilled out of the quilt, and the large screen of the system space was suddenly marked with a mosaic.

Then he heard a very suppressed and forbearing hum, and the movement was obviously Yun Chou. When he saw the virtue of his host this morning, he probably knew it.

"The overlord is **** the bow?" The system swayed his calf, "Okay, my master, how many articles is this in the beginner's guide? The one who gets you first, then gets your heart, relying on your strength, bullying him in the middle of the night. Little blind man, tsk tsk tsk…”

"Fuck you." Cong Liang scolded the system with a smile.

"I just said, what is the host, what is exchanged?" The system babbled endlessly, "Charming body fragrance, charming eyes, ice muscles and jade bones, and a smile."

"To seduce a gentleman is to scratch his head and wink, is it troublesome?"

"Look at how practical the things my wise and godly host exchanged for, pull mountains and rivers, nutrient solution, and quick repair gel!"

"How can it last for a long time to confuse people with color?" The system's small neck stalked, and the small hand waved, "Directly let him be physically convinced, and he will not be able to live if he leaves, that is the kingly way!"

"You can do it!" Cong Liang said, "Go go go... eat your noodles, I'm so upset." That's not the case at all, she didn't dare to kiss, let alone start eating.

The system tutted twice and took the points to eat noodles. Cong Liang boiled the big iron pot away, and the smell of rice porridge wafted out of the room.

The system is making a fuss without thinking about it. Don't say it, it's really noisy and don't panic. Anyway, Yun Chou has touched it if he knows it or not...

Congliang was on fire and suddenly became mentally ill. The wood in his hand slammed into the sky, and he learned to use the system to make a small neck. His mouth shape was very exaggerated, but he just moved his mouth and made no sound. How about it!"

There is no side dish, only a little salty. To taste good rice porridge, it must be boiled or even boiled. From the good smell of rice porridge, to the stomach that went on strike last night because of the lack of food, it finally recovered strongly and moved. Before Congliang was ready to cook, he squatted on the side of the pot and dried two bowls of rice soup.

Yun Chou slept for a long time. Congliang cooked the rice porridge, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and squeezed the toothpaste. Yun Chou still didn't wake up, so Congliang had to call him up.

When I woke up, I was also in a dizzy state. After washing, the two sat and drank porridge. Today, Cong Liang was smart. I cooked a lot in the morning, and Yun Chou snorted and drank two bowls before turning his face to Cong Liang, motionless .

"What's the matter?" Congliang didn't know whether Yun Chou knew that she was a hooligan last night, and his tone was a little flimsy, "Don't like to eat? I'm going to chop wood today and sell it to bring you sugar cakes for the evening."

Yun Chou didn't say a word, his eyelashes flickered twice, and he lowered his head to drink porridge again.

The "monster" ate.

Yun Chou was shocked. Could it be that the "monster" was eating, not wanting to eat him?

Congliang was full of porridge, looked at Yun Chou still slack and lacked energy, thought it was because he was always peeing last night, tormented people and didn't sleep well, and hugged him distressedly, "Don't go to the mountains today. Now, you don't look very good, sleep for a while, I won't be back at noon, the porridge will sit in the pot for you, and it won't get cold even if you eat it at noon."

The family really lacks everything, especially food. Yesterday, I had Rou Yun Chou and ate several bowls of rice. Today, I ate three bowls of porridge without Rou Yun Chou. Congliang is in a hurry to chop firewood and sell the money for her Baoer to buy delicious food. Yes, after the bowl was taken down, it was soaked in the basin on the side, and then left in a hurry.

Yun Chou's face was really bad, and he was really lacking in energy, not because he didn't sleep last night, but because he was holding back for the first time last night.

The father who died prematurely didn't have time to teach him a lot, Yun Chou didn't know it, and holding back the impulsive life was very hurtful to the men in this world.

The "monster" was gone, and he didn't stare at him like he did last night. Yun Chou was wearing clothes and carrying a burden. He walked outside the gate for a few laps. The last time he walked to his own door, he didn't see the "monster" coming out. stop him.

Did he miss it? The "monster" didn't want to eat him and didn't look at him, so why bother him?

Back in his own small thatched hut, Yun Chou put the burden on the narrow bed, carried the pickaxe and the medicine basket on his back, and went up the mountain again.

For Congliang, chopping wood was not difficult at all. She was afraid that people would see her as a monster, so she deliberately ran a long way. She chopped her head a few times with an axe.

"Kahahahah" after breaking it up, and then wrapping it with fresh soft branches into bundles, busy all morning, got a small car, and finally back to the trail.

She went to the ox cart aunt who went to the market yesterday, borrowed the ox cart, and agreed to sell the firewood before paying her for the cart.

The work of cutting firewood and selling firewood is not difficult for Congliang, a young farmer, because the dry branches are picked up from Liangdu, and the whole bundle is full of thick branches. The firewood is usually sold with thick branches outside and thin branches inside. Chai that is not adulterated at all is quite popular.

The sun was going down and all the firewood was sold out. Cong Liang took a dozen copper beads for a truckload of firewood and went to buy sugar cakes, some rice with the husk not removed, some green vegetables and a piece of meat. In the end, he had leftovers. three copper beads.

The ox cart returned, and Congliang gave the aunt a copper bead as a reward. The happy aunt almost grinned to the bottom of her ear. When she was carrying her things home, the sky began to darken, and there was an evil wind. The weather is going to cause trouble. .

Congliang quickened his pace, chasing the sporadic raindrops, and happily entered the house, but he couldn't find Yun Chou in three circles. The burden is gone, is it running back?

You don't have to think about it, it must be that she played a hooligan unconsciously last night, and Yun Chou is not happy anymore.

After a while, the crackling and pea-sized raindrops slammed down intensively. Cong Liang didn't care, he pushed the door in a hurry and ran out.

As a result, as soon as he took a step out, he plunged into a wet embrace. Cong Liang used a second to react to what was going on, and dragged him into the house directly while holding the person.

Yun Chou came down from the mountain after getting the herbs. He originally went back to his small thatched hut, but the rain started to tick. He knew that the rain was really heavy. Even if he was in the house, he had to be by the only wall that did not leak. Standing for a night, and he was hungry, there was nothing to eat at home.

When he walked to the "monster"'s house in the rain, Yun Chou felt a little self-sacrificing in his heart. He didn't know the truth of turning luxury into thrift, but he only knew that last night was the softest bed he had been lying on. It was also the time he ate the most. Since the "monster" eats and doesn't eat him, it's completely pointless for him to run. What does he have to do to suffer himself.

The two stood silently at the door, opening their mouths a few times, but finally did not ask Kou Yun Chou what he was doing with the burden when he went out to dig for herbs. After a stalemate, Cong Liang raised his head and gently kissed Yun Chou. chin.

She actually crossed over, but was never able to enter the state. She and this man had a sweet life, but they were only separated for a month. She wanted her to draw a step-by-step strategy for the Chuhe Han world immediately. Donkey stubborn, can't break this energy at all.

She forced herself to keep a distance and was cautious, but no matter how tight the dustpan could hold water, no amount of self-control could not control her own heart. Her body is used to being close to this man, why is she holding back? !

Now, he still ran for her. Although he came back by himself, Congliang felt that there was an evil fire scurrying in his chest. He took Yun Chou's baggage and herbal basket, and took out the couple's pajamas that she exchanged last night. , The male model gave Yun Chou, and pushed him into the house to change it.

He also changed out of his wet clothes, put the iron pot on the rack, washed the rice and steamed the rice, and squatted at the door of the stove while making a chirping fire, Congliang made up his mind to let himself go in the future.

Step by step, her mother said that she was born prematurely. Obviously, the mother does not know what patience is, and a little blind man has nowhere to run anyway. Doesn't the beginner's guide say that without the friction of the skin, where can the spark of love come from?