Heroic Death System

When Wenjing戎 woke up, she found cocoa squatting on him like an octopus, soft hair with the breath of the sun, body temperature, skin The touch, the beating of the heart, fills his cold life with fresh colors.

Wen Jingyu bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms. The deep feelings in his eyes were like a sea that could kill people.

It seems to feel the softness of the lips, but it can unconsciously respond, chase, absorb the delicious blessings, taste the sweetness of relatives, until the body is enriched again, being manipulated, but still unwillingly open your eyes. .

In the past, when he was still writing, **** was his food. Nowadays, as a rooted red seed, **** has become an aphrodisiac that consumes a lot of energy. However, he is reluctant to dispel the good feelings of lust, and can only absorb the blessings as much as he can.

Wen Jingxi is naturally fond of his closeness, and the direct consequence is that there is no need for ignorance.

"Enough..." It’s still hoarse. "You don't have to go to work today?"

"I am the boss, I want to know when it will be on." Wen Jingzhen's mood at this moment is so good that he flies up, and his voice unconsciously reveals a bit of arrogance, a smug sample.

"Go out, give me a quit!" Shang Ke stepped on his waist, but instead let him take the opportunity to deepen, "... bastard!"

Still angry: "You can't go out!"

Wen Jingyan leaned over and kissed his nose: "Hey, come again, I am lighter."

"In bed, you have no credibility."

“My ‘sexual desire’ is still not enough for you to satisfy?” Wen Jingzhen said sincerely, “It’s okay, I will continue to work hard.”

"...KAo!"

The two men, the **** battle, ended up with cocoa exhaustion and re-emerged into a magic number pen.

Wen Jingyi satisfactorily packed himself up, walked out of the house briskly, and started to call while driving the car: "Jac, sell all the stocks of Xinhui, um, all... don't ask, I have another intend."

"Isaiah, what happened to your investigation? After finishing the arrangement, send me an email."

"Tong Fei, go to the hotel to make an appointment, the company staff meeting tomorrow night... For what? For what, of course, to celebrate the international anti-monopoly struggle day." (Tong Fei ran through a group of grass mud horses: you are a big monopoly profiteer to celebrate Anti-monopoly struggle day?!)

"Jun Xuan, didn't you ask me to go out yesterday? I am free today, come out to have a meal? The place you set...oK, see you at 7 o'clock."

......

It’s still possible to watch a person’s eyebrows and make a phone call. It seems to be a business, but he always thinks that this guy wants to announce to everyone: After countless days and nights of abstinence, he finally released his sentence!

With the nourishment of Fuguang, the time to maintain human form is getting longer and longer. From a few hours to a day or two, the power is steadily increasing, and occasionally some small spells can be used. During the day, I will be a lover's carry-on pendant and a versatile gold finger, and study the performance art with my lover at night.

But not long after, it is still worrying to find that the blessings on Wen Jing's body seem to be dim.

Fuguang comes from the ancestors of Fuyin. It is not easy for a living person to save the blessings, at least not by doing a few good things. Despite the fact that Jingjing is always good at this time, the speed of accumulating Fuguang is far less than the speed of consumption.

If he continues to draw such unrestrained, I am afraid it will affect the air traffic after Wen Jingyu. Air transport is a very subtle thing, it can make people brilliant, but also make people ruined, it can make people happy, but also make people poor and stumble. Although with the ability and financial resources of Wenjing, even if you lose the blessing of the blessing, you should be able to live a prosperous life. But Fuguang can increase a person's air transport, less than a last resort, it is best not to squander.

I still feel that I need to control my "appetite".

“Cocoa?” Wen Jingwei came out of the bathroom and found that Coco did not wait for him in bed as usual, but continued to stay on the bedside table to make a quiet magic number pen.

"I have to practice carefully tonight, and you will go to bed early, good night." The magic number flashed a few times.

"Yeah." Although Wen Jingyi was somewhat disappointed, she did not force it. He took a slapstick and took a bite, then gently placed it in the box. "Good night."

Wen Jingzhen thought that the so-called "cultivation" was only a matter of one or two days. As a result, for half a month, cocoa did not become a human figure, and it always maintained a state of magic number pen.

"Cocoa, are you having something wrong?" Wen Jingyu asked with anxiety.

"Nothing." It just slowed down the speed of cultivation.

"Since it's okay, why not change?"

"Because you need abstinence."

Wen Jingwei: "... So, how long do you intend to let me abstain from sex?"

"Well, one month."

“One month?” Wen Jing’s face was overcast. “It’s too long, I want to shorten it by 20 days.”

"What are the bans for 20 days? If you don't have to discuss it, it will be a month."

Wen Jingyi looked resentful: "Why is it so cruel to me?"

"Because I don't want to be too cruel to myself."

Wen Jingwei: "..."

After a night of entanglement, Wen Jingyu finally looked away. What is the meaning of abstinence for a month compared to losing forever? As long as Coco is happy, he is happy.

Since then, Wen Jingyu has had a habit of painting forks on the calendar every day.

The first abstinence month passed, Wen Jingyu got up from the bed with great energy and was trying to make a good morning with the cocoa. By the way, I made an appointment for the evening interactive program. I found that the box was empty and the cocoa that was lying inside was gone. !

There is a note on the bedside table that says: Going out today, I must come back before 7pm. Cocoa stay.

What can a pen have? If there is something wrong, why not tell him?

Wen Jingyu felt awkward, and this was the first time that Coco had left his sight after he was born again.

He turned on the phone, searched for the location, and quickly locked the cocoa location.

Seven Star Garden? This is a world-famous old-fashioned city with a simple architecture and a quiet environment, which is very popular among the elderly.

Wen Jingyu drove the car and drove all the way to where he was.

However, his position was not fixed. After waiting for about half an hour in Qixingyuan, he took another bus to another place.

Wen Jingyi has been paying attention to his position, from Qixingyuan to Fudong District, from Fudong District to Yining Lake, and from Yining Lake to the Legal Center... In the morning, almost the East City has been visited.

Cocoa, what are you doing?

Wen Jingyu stopped the car and strode toward the book across the street.

Looking for a lap, he quickly found the person he was looking for in a window.

Still sitting leisurely on the sofa chair, while shaking the spoon in the cup casually, while reading the books in his hand, but his attention is not in the book, a pair of bright scorpions, from time to time to the brown-haired youth around.

Wen Jingyan's face was black, and the cold eyes fell straight on the young man. He was too strong, and he was full of books, a typical white face!

Coco ran half a city just to see him? !

Wen Jingyi felt that the whole person was not good, and the flames of the dragon burned in the body.

Still seemingly aware, turned to look at the direction of Wen Jingyu.

"Jing Hao?" His eyes flashed a little surprised, then he waved and gestured to him.

Wen Jingyi strode to him, and the fierce and sinister appearance was incompatible with this elegant book bar. Just like a bandit wolf broke into the world of a group of academic sheep, the arrogant arrogance of the eyes was unmistakable.

He sat next to Shang Ke and wrapped his waist in an absolutely possessive position.

Most of the people around them look to them, and the brown-haired youth is no exception.

I was able to pull up Wen Jingyi immediately, and then smiled at the brown-haired youth: "I am very glad to meet you, and I will have time to make another appointment next time."

Next time? Wen Jinglian tried to suppress the anger, and he was still able to go out of the book.

"Who is he?" Just a few steps away, someone started to ask for sin.

"Friends I just met."

"What are you doing today?"

"Walk." Can still answer very calmly.

"Why don't you let me accompany you?"

I can still look at him, hold his arm and smile and explain: "I got up very early, don't want to wake you up, and you have to go to work, I will come out alone."

"Is it? Just like this?" Wen Jingyan looked suspicious.

"Of course. What else can you do?" The expression was calm and there was no abnormality.

When Wen Jingyu was silent, she always felt that Coco had something to look at him.

In the evening, Wen Jing’s pressure is still very intense.

"Cocoa, don't leave me, don't leave..." Although he has returned to his side, Wen Jingyi still has no sense of security, fear of losing again, fearing that all this is just a dream, more afraid, cocoa no longer loves him. .

I can still feel his uneasiness, hug him tightly, and whisper in his ear: "I love you, Jing Hao."

Wen Jing's body trembled, and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated, eventually turning into a tender feeling...

Three days later, the phone that Mr. Wen Jingyi bought for him was called by the brown-haired youth.

"Ah, yes, I remember you. What? Eat? Sorry, I am at the airport, I am going to the S city... Haha, it is like this. Yesterday the tutor gave me a task and asked me to go to S University. An academic speech... Well, yes, wait for me to come back and we will make another appointment, ok, thank you, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, it is still unfortunate.

Wen Jingyu walked in from outside the house and saw his look of regret. His eyes flashed a glimmer of light.

In the next few days, I was able to go out for a few more times and made a lot of friends. It was only after each time they came out that they were delayed by various things. Those who can successfully come out are basically old people who are over half a year old.

I still don't believe that I only have the old man's edge, other beautiful young and handsome guys, one or two will be counted, four or five are not about, how to think is not right!

“Wen Jingwei.” Shang Ke put his hand on Wen Jing’s shoulder and asked with a smile. “Are you carrying what I did?”

"What did you do?" Wen Jingzhen took advantage of his waist and his expression was calm.

"You don't want me to make friends?"

Wen Jingyu looks the same: "You tell me first, why are you so passionate about making friends?"

Still gazing at him quietly, it took only a long while to spit out two words: "secret."

"Very good." Wen Jingqi evokes his chin. "Then I will continue to exercise the right of the "coward" to remove all the unsettled factors that may lead you out of the wall."

Yes: Does the coward have a woolen right? It’s great to say that your control is so arrogant...