This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Chi Xu dripped water all the way and walked to his room, he opened the door-did not open it? Chi Xu squatted to look at the crack of the door. The small piece of paper that was sandwiched between them was long gone. Did Procter & Gamble see it or someone else?

Was it accidental or was it deliberate?

He frowned and thought for a long time. After thinking about it, a nasty face gradually emerged, and reason told him that it was impossible. How could the dead hooligan know which room he was in, and he couldn't control it emotionally. He cursed whether he was right or not. ! It's Zong Yuan's fault anyway!

If it wasn't the note written by Zong Yuan last night, would he need to not come back overnight? Need to face such a dilemma now?

Saying that I believe it, no matter what, why can that guy go back to the room to sleep comfortably after touching his ass, he himself has to squat pitifully at the door and blow the cold wind?

Find him! Pick something!

Zong Yuan was taking a hot bath. As soon as he felt the temperature of the hot water in his hair, someone over there was kicking the door, "Dead hooligan, come and open the door!"

The sound was a little distorted after passing through the sound of water. Where did the idiot come from? Being the assassinated person really broke his heart, "The little killer is here."

0046 slapped his tongue, "He really came. After he soaked in the sea water, did he lose a lot of IQ? It's really sweet now."

Zong Yuan went out wrapped in a bath towel to open the door for him, and threw Chi Xu's pistol on the chair under the bed, "Wait a minute."

Chi Xu became even more arrogant, "Did you do it?" Why didn't he come over and open the door for him with such a good temper?

The door opened from the inside, Zong Yuan was covered with water drops, a small bath towel could only cover the key parts, and the damp heat made the surrounding air heat up. He supported the door frame with one hand and asked without shame: "I What did you do?"

Chi Xu glanced at his muscles caught off guard, "...day."

Zong Yuan's wet hand drew him in, "Honey, don't talk dirty."

Chi Xu's whole body was stiff. He was originally impulsive, and now this impulsiveness has also turned into a stammering, "You, you, you... You take a bath when you take a bath. What do you want to do? .Trick me? Let me let you go?"

"Oh," Zong Yuan suddenly realized, he made a gesture to untie the bath towel, "It turns out that this looks can seduce you, then come on, baby, do you want to take a bath too?"

Chi Xu stood up abruptly and walked out, pretending to wave his hand generously, "You save my life, I will let you go and even, this time, forget it, I will definitely get rid of you next time."

Zong Yuan didn't stop him, slowly returned to the bathroom, and said, "Why did you let me go?"

He promised to just ask, and there was no ridicule in the words, but whether it was 0046 or Mr. Killer, it was the ultimate crit of irony.

Chi Xu automatically interpreted this sentence in his heart: Are you still letting me go? Sample, you can't beat me, and you can't kill me, where are you going to let me go? It's cheeky.

Chi Xu laughed furiously, "I can't beat you, but a killer has thousands of ways to let you die silently. It's your problem if you look down on me, but you have to know that there are so many things you haven't I have never used a method that I have seen that is impossible to prevent. I chose the most dumb method."

He stood by the door and said these words across the bathroom. Zong Yuan could not see his expression. He could only see a straight figure through the fog and the frosted glass door. Zong Yuan felt inexplicably that he saw one. The poor little cat, who is wronged, still maintains a proud look.

Zong Yuan softened his voice, "I didn't mean that."

Chi Xu maintained this posture, "Perhaps you really look down on me, but the mission period is not over yet, how do you know that I can't kill you?"

Chi Xu himself didn't know that his voice contained a little hurtful grievance.

Zong Yuan opened the glass door, looked at Chi Xu naked, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "You really can't kill me, are you willing to kill me?"

This sentence is like a lingering love sentence, probably due to the effect of fog and hot water. Chi Xu only feels that Zong Yuan’s eyes are full of affection, and Chi Xu feels that his eyes are full of flowers, "Why am I not willing to Kill you—are you still more pleasing to me than money?"

Zong Yuan, "I can give you double the money."

"Heh," Chi Xu nodded his left foot a little, "We all have the rules, double as a fart!"

"Then say that," Zong Yuan took up the bath towel and wiped his body again, and said slowly: "A boyfriend who can give you a lot of money and is also a handsome man--does you like it? "

Thump thump.

Rich, handsome, boyfriend, lacking?

Chi Xu's head is the same as the monitor, looking up and down, left and right, he forced the heart that jumped into his throat back to its original place, folded his arms and pressed down the piles of twisted thoughts, and IQ Decrease 30, very handsome and cool, and said, "What does it matter to you if I don't like me?"

Zong Yuan smirked, this guy persuaded, pretending not to understand.

Zongyuan saw his uncomfortableness. In order not to scare the little killer away, he reluctantly put on a bathrobe with his belt tied perfunctorily, so he walked to Chi Xu, "I am rich, I Will also give my boyfriend the money."

Chi Xu was cautiously pounding, he held the doorknob, "What's my business!"

It's not good for a man to persuade him, and then make people force it back.

Zong Yuan clasped Chi Xu's hands, put his hands on top of his head, and thrust his thighs into his legs. Chi Xu was trapped in Zong Yuan's arms, and he turned his face vigorously. Resist, but this posture can't work hard.

Zong Yuan is a very attractive man.

What he smelled on the tip of his nose was the smell of shower gel and shampoo from the steaming heat on Zong Yuan's body. I don't know whether it was sweat or water dripping from Zong Yuan's face to his face. The skin on his body was like the skin he touched. It was touched by the fire, and the skin that was not touched by him also heated up and became hot.

What's more terrible is that Chi Xu only discovered today that he seemed not as straight as he thought.

Zong Yuan lowered his voice. He knew that he liked to listen to him speaking like this, "Little friend, you are playing a fool."

Chi Xu "struggled" to resist, feeling that he had clearly expressed his refusal attitude and then stopped. He put on the most mocking and most despised expression, "I'm just giving you a step down."

Japan, is that too much to say.

"Give me a step down," Zong Yuan used one hand to hold Chi Xu's wrists, and the other hand raised Chi Xu's chin frivolously. "Children, you can easily expose your truth if you are like this. idea."

"I don't really think!"

"Then ask in another way," Zong Yuan asked Chi Xu to look at him, two pairs of eyes with the same color pupils, and an agitated and ambiguous atmosphere swept across the room like ice, Zong Yuan pressed Chi Xu's legs. With a move of his thigh, "Are you missing me?"

He consciously or unconsciously nudged Chi Xu twice.

Only people have an impulsive side, whether it is the atmosphere or the environment, in the case of this hormonal breath, the brain will be blank.

Chi Xu snorted, he clamped his legs, "Get away."

Zong Yuan was polite and polite. His lips were very close to Chi Xu, and there was still a certain distance from the encounter. It was annoying if you entered, "You are so tight, how can I get out?"

Chi Xu's forehead was covered with sweat, "You **** speak yellow."

"Did I open it?" Zong Yuan stepped back a little, looking at Chi Xu's embarrassed look, "Huang Qiang should be like this, my dear, I really want to kill you in bed."

"My day you--"

Chi Xu's eyes were bright, his lips seemed to be moisturized by water and dew, and his eyes were red and bright. Zong Yuan realized that he was really nasty. He stripped off a layer of mature gentleman's graceful skin and showed naked. The worst self under the skin, "I want to press you on the wall right now, from the front you, **** you to cry, to beg for mercy, baby, are you OK?"

A cleaner knocked on the door outside, "Sir, do you need to clean it?"

Chi Xu's face was flushed, and he shouted: "Need—"

"No need." Zong Yuan interrupted him, staring at Chi Xu's eyes and raising his voice, "Where is the security."

Procter & Gamble replied embarrassedly, "In the drawer of the bathroom."

Chi Xu heard the footsteps outside the door step by step, and took a few deep breaths. He looked like he had just been bullied, and he said solemnly with a springing face: "Today is over! Can it be over?!"

Can he be afraid?

The worst man! ! !

Zong Yuan saw his exhaustion, stopped teasing him, let go of his hand. Chi Xu grabbed the doorknob in the next second and wanted to rush up. At the critical moment when the door opened a gap, Zong Yuan picked Chi Xu up by his waist, closed the door and threw him into the bathroom, "Bath, change clothes. OK? The seawater on your body will dry out immediately, where do you want to go like this?"

He turned on the hot water, and the hot water spilled all over Chi Xu's face. Chi Xu wiped the water from his face, but his eyes couldn't open, "My day--"

The one who answered him was Zong Yuan who mercilessly closed the bathroom door and left.

"Damn it," Chi Xu scolded for five or six minutes before taking off his clothes to take a bath. When he took off his socks, Zong Yuan's previous question on the deck sounded, his expression distorted for a moment, and he said to himself as he took off." I wonder if there are disposable **** and socks on the boat? Besides, even if I don’t wear it for three consecutive days, I don’t change his ass."

After taking off the socks, Chi Xu hesitated, picked up the socks and sniffed, "It doesn't smell at all, OK..."

Two bathrobes were prepared in each room. Zongyuan went through the box and found the disposable underwear and socks that Chi Xu just talked about. Needless to say, the socks are just these underwear that are well wrapped in plastic bags. None of the quality is good.

Zong Yuan unpacked a bag and touched it. The white underwear fabric was not much better than gauze. Zong Yuan pulled, and directly tore the triangle fabric in half.

Zong Yuan, "..."

He threw the underwear into the trash can in a ball, then knocked on the bathroom door with an unopened package, "Hey, do you need disposable underwear?"

This kind of thin underwear, I'm afraid it shows what color you wear.

Chi Xu was flushing the foam in his hair. He said vaguely, "You put it on the ground."

"How can underwear be put on the ground?" Zong Yuanyi said righteously, ignoring that there is a layer of plastic packaging outside the underwear, "I'll take it in for you."

"Dare you!" Chi Xu hurriedly raised his head, the water on his head with bubbles flowing into his eyes when he didn't notice, "hiss."

Zong Yuan felt tight, "What's wrong?"

Chi Xu rubbed his eyes, and Mr. Killer, who had suffered countless large and small wounds since childhood, said indifferently: "It's okay, don't come in."

Zong Yuan sighed and said in a low voice: "Be careful, I'll be worried."

Chi Xu felt as if he was stung by a bee in his heart. He was so dizzy. The corners of his mouth could not be controlled. He couldn't control it. He clenched a fist with his right hand and punched the tiled wall a few times before returning as usual as he could. Said: "What are you worried about, what can I do?"

Zong Yuan said: "If it were you, I'm afraid it's not enough to worry about."

Bang bang.

Chi Xu patted his body with both hands and hot water, hiding under the shower, afraid to speak.

He even wondered, how does this man talk like this?

This man named Zong Yuan, does he know how soft his heart is, so he can **** so forcefully and accurately again and again?

The author has something to say: Zong Yuan, "Go on?"

Chi Xu, "No, no, I don't like it." In his heart, "Don't persuade me, face me!!!"