69novels Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Lin Bucheng went out early in the morning and was busy all day. Except for the activities and tasks originally arranged by the game, he was saving the musicians in the Red Mist Grassland for a while, and fighting the Ice Scorpion King in the Green Vine Swamp for a while. He was several times more tired than Gu Yin.
He put down his sword, and Gu Yin poured him a cup of tea.
Gu Yin sat in front of the guqin and played the qin to relieve him of the tiredness of the day.
The tea in the cup bottomed out, and a single tree could not make a forest open the trading platform, and took out a few dishes.
In the evening, the General's Mansion hosted a banquet for several award-winning teams. Han Mo was not in the mood to eat. He looked at the menu, ordered a few dishes that Gu Yin liked, and ordered the cook to prepare them quickly.He put the vegetables on the trading platform and assigned them to a tree that cannot grow into a forest.
He called the manager and told him to entertain the guests. He turned around and went back to his room to log in to Jianxia's account.
When Gu Yin smelled the aroma of the dishes, he automatically and consciously moved back to the table and sat down. He served a bowl to eat, and he nodded with satisfaction while eating. The chefs in the General's Mansion are as skilled as the chefs in Zuixiao Restaurant. The taste is spicy and refreshing, and the appetite greatly increased.
He looked enviously at the single tree but not the forest, the treatment in the general's mansion is really good, and all kinds of delicacies are delivered to him every day.
Seeing that Gu Yin was eating happily and his sleepiness dissipated, Dumu Bucheng Lin picked up food for Gu Yin and said with a smile, "Eat slowly, no one will fight with you."
Gu Yin raised his face and blinked.
Hero, are you sure no one will rob you?
He stared at Dumu Buchenglin for a few times. With the current appearance of the swordsman, he was 100% miserable. No one would compete with him. Dumu Buchenglin could easily be by his side anytime, anywhere.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help giving Swordsman a perfect score. There are always many people around the general, and he doesn't even take off his pants.Being close to the general, you have to take into account the other party's public image all the time, and you can't let go of what you say or do.
Swordsman VS General, Jianxia wins in his free personal time.
After dinner, Gu Yin cleaned up the dishes, and Lin Yang smiled and called him over, saying that there was a gift for him.Gu Yin happily walked up to Dumu Buchenglin, fully expecting that this gift would give a surprise.
In the next second, Dumu Buchenglin reached out and untied Gu Yin's belt.
Gu Yin Waterfall sweats.
Hero, doing whatever you want just after filling your stomach is not good for your stomach.
In the next second, Dumu Buchenglin took off Gu Yin's brocade robe.
Gu Yin looked at each other pitifully.
Hero, can you give me some time to prepare mentally?
In the next second, Dumu Buchenglin also took off his robe.
Dumu Buchenglin took Gu Yin into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of the wooden hairpin, and called out in a low voice, "Gu Yin."
Gu Yin trembled slightly, it's over, the general's pants couldn't be taken off, so it's possible that he was going to be taken off this time.He put his hand on the opponent's shoulder, unable to speak and appeared very passive when he refused.
He turned his head slightly, and kissed his lips with lips that were not in a forest.
Gu Yin closed her eyes in relief and kissed her back.
It turns out that it is the truth to be full and warm and think about lust.Come on, he can afford it in the game, and by the way, he can also study how realistic the game sex can be.The mood of dedicating oneself to the cause is so calm.
However, the reality is always extraordinarily cruel.
He took the initiative to stick close to the other party, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him intimately in his arms. He kissed him for a while, and sadly found that the other party had no intention of continuing, and his shirt was still on. On the body.
After stabilizing his emotions, he tentatively took off his clothes, but the other party gently held his hand, stopping his movements.
Gu Yin was dripping with sweat, could it be that he was thinking too much this time?
He raised his eyes and carefully peeked at the other person's expression, there was a faint smile in Lin's eyes alone.
Gu Yin's heart was turbulent.
A single tree doesn't make a forest, I won't accompany you to play Xiaoqing, don't laugh.
Gu Yin turned his head away unwillingly, and immediately, a new dress was put on him.The plain brocade is delicate and soft, and the embroidered bluebirds are alive and ready to fly.
Dumu Bucheng Lin carefully dressed Gu Yin and smiled: "This event launched several limited-edition fashions. Other styles are too fancy, but this color is just right."
Gu Yin took a look at the new clothes. The styles and patterns were all good. Later, the musician added another piece of clothes to change.
Soon, Dumu Buchenglin also put on the same new clothes.
Gu Yin hesitated, and wrote in the palm of Dumu Buchenglin: Just these two things?
Dumu Buchenglin nodded with a smile: "I locked the remaining clothes of the same style in the cabinet of the general's mansion, so there are only these two."
Gu Yin looked at the roof silently.
After changing his clothes, Dumu Buchenglin led Gu Yin for a walk by the small river outside the house. Under the soft moonlight, his appearance was unrecognizable, and the difference between a swordsman and a general returned to zero in an instant.
Gu Yin stared at each other, the figure standing in the night was no longer as lonely as before, his bright eyes were more confident, although he didn't know what was going on in his mind at the moment, but he believed that a tree could not make a forest good mood.
Dumu Buchenglin reached out and touched Gu Yin's cheek: "I'm going back to the hospital tomorrow."
Gu Yin was a little nervous and tightened his hand.
"Don't worry, it's just a regular follow-up visit." Dumu Bucheng Lin smoothed Gu Yin's hair, "I don't want you to see a cripple on Saturday."
Gu Yin was in a delicate mood, he almost forgot about it.He is lazily pillowed on the side of Dumu Buchenglin's neck. Not long ago, he went to the theater to watch 21X with the determination to die generously, but he didn't know that the last thing he wanted to watch was "Dong Zang".
He thought about it, this is good, at least he doesn't have to wear big sunglasses to enter the arena.
Thinking about it again, my heart skipped a beat.
Han Mo had seen Du Feishuang before, and Du Feishuang had the same appearance as Meng Meng, so he ran to the movies like this without his vest.He turned his head in distress, and buried his face in the opponent's arms.
In the last second, the pharmacist told the general solemnly that he could not give the musician a strange poisonous soup. In the next second, the general met the pharmacist watching a movie, and suddenly realized that the pharmacist was a musician.
Why does he have a feeling that he will die a terrible death?
The little devil in the brain echoes infinitely.
Pharmacist, your vest is off...
Your vest fell off...
The vest is off...
Lost……
Why did he forget to consider the possibility that a single tree could not make a forest know his true self.As long as he keeps the appointment, he will die instantly.Even though falling early and falling late would mean losing his vest, he couldn't fall so fast anyway, how could the dignity of a thousand-faced NPC exist.
He subconsciously pulled on his clothes, and he lowered his head: "Gu Yin, what's wrong with you?"
Gu Yin gritted her teeth and wrote: On Saturday, I have a gift for you.
"I'm looking forward to it very much." Dumu Buchenglin kissed him on the forehead.
Gu Yin settled down: You can't turn on the lights in the couple's room, otherwise, I won't go to Dushubuchenglin. After a while, his voice was relaxed: "Is it my gift that can't see the light or my musician?"
The corner of Gu Yin's mouth twitched: "I can't."
"Okay, I promise you, I won't turn on the light." Dumu Buchenglin held Gu Yin tighter, "Then you have to promise me, you must come."
Gu Yin nodded: I will definitely go.
A single tree can't make it, Lin has to go back to the hospital the next day, and there are more things to arrange after that, and he doesn't have time to go online to accompany Gu Yin before watching a movie.
Gu Yin lay on the small bed, moved to Dumu Buchenglin, and listened dully to the other party's recent work.After all, the opponent's career development has not yet been stabilized, and career should be the first priority. He doesn't want to spend all his time with him, but the general refuses to take off his pants, and the swordsman teases him again, which makes him feel angry for no reason.
Just kidding, is it possible that the musician can't take off the swordsman's pants?
It's about self-esteem.
I would rather turn into a beast than a weak dumpling.
Gu Yin stood up and stared straight at Dumu Buchenglin beside him. Dumu Buchenglin raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "It's late, go to bed early."
Gu Yin nodded, with a clear goal, reaching out his hand into the opponent's shirt, and holding his wrist in a daze.Taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, Gu Yin wrote down cheekily and calmly: The pharmacist said that sleeping without pants is good for your health.
Lin Lin froze for a single tree, and quietly replied: "That's true."
Gu Yin smiled triumphantly, what he said was so scientific, and his attitude was first-class and sincere, how could it be possible to deceive a single tree but not a forest.
Before he was finished, Dumu Bucheng Lin turned sideways and hugged him, Gu Yin was surprised to feel that it was cold under his body, and his pants were gone.
He was speechless and choked up.
Gu Yin successfully stripped off the pants of a single tree, after he was stripped.
Filled with frustration, Gu Yin rubbed against the opponent's chest depressedly, and the demon pill in his body glowed with a light blue light, which was fleeting.
Dumu Buchenglin gently hugged him: "You are so cold."
Gu Yin wrote silently: I suddenly feel a little cold.
Du Mu Bu Cheng Lin hugged him tightly, tightly encircling him in his arms: "Is it better now?"
Gu Yin nodded: It's very warm.
"Sleep in peace, I'm here." Dumu Buchenglin said.