MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 37 蹲大牢(17)

The uncle who cooked the rice in the cafeteria had something to go back to his hometown, and his cousin took it.

The cousin has a bad habit, and he has to put a lot of green onions.

Big onion, it’s still very sweet when I eat it, just in the stomach...

Can't say it.

I just didn't know who used the toilet. It is estimated that it has been honed in the inside for a while. The smell that permeates is absolutely gone.

Chen took a breath and had something to do. Let’s go out and say, why don’t you feel very spicy?

He Siyang felt it, and his face did not look good.

Chen was relieved, well, and finally he can go out. Who knows that He Siyang is in the same place and has no intention of leaving.

Chen is gone.

He is actually afraid of being complicated with his mind, not revealing his voice, and having more talents than him, let alone being friends and playing together.

But who is so big?

Chen thought about it again. He decided to play the cards first. See how He Siyang would pick up again. "Yes, I am one."

But He Siyang and he spoke at the same time. "Do you like Chutian?"

"how is this possible?"

Chen is emotional and unabashed. "He is so small!" Only half of you can't compare with you.

For a long time, He Siyang snorted and seemed to be talking to himself. "You don't like small."

Chen nodded again, yeah yeah, "Well, I like big, the bigger the better." You are very big, I like it very much.

He Siyang lowered his eyes, nervously pinching his fingers, he was five years younger than Chutian.

After a brief silence, He Siyang said, "I know."

Chen’s scalp is a numbness in an instant. Don’t scare me, my brother, what do you know? How do I feel what I said, what I told you is not the same thing.

He asked for a voice.

However, He Siyang did not give a detailed answer, but just touched Chen’s face. “I’m sorry.”

Chen’s scalp is more numb.

He Siyang licked his lips. "Are you angry with me?"

Chen’s face is pumping. If I say no, do you believe it?

"Don't do this next time." He said, "Brother will always be your brother, only the closest to you."

Children, grab the psychology of toys, he understands.

He Siyang held down the man's shoulder and shivered something in the light. He seemed to say "If I must?"

Chen returned to him with a look, "Don't blame me for hitting you."

He Siyang took his hand off the man's shoulder and placed it on his back neck, gently.

"Don't be my brother, I don't like it."

Chen and his head are down, OK, you are the master, I can say anything but promise.

However, Chen still followed the routine and asked, "Why?" Full of disappointment and sadness.

He Siyang was silent again.

He lowered his head and put his chin on the man's shoulder, sideways, and the hot and humid breath touched the man's neck a little.

Chen patted the teenager's back, touched it, patted it, and touched it.

The eyes are so hot, can't you go out and hug, I am really smoked and hanged.

"Yangyang, what you just said, I listened."

Chen took the opportunity to give the juvenile chicken soup in the stinky toilet and watch the fire carefully. "I still mean that if I am here for a day, I will cover you for a day."

"When next year, Dongzi and Laoyu go out, and you will stay with me. When we are brothers, we will live together."

He Siyang asked lowly. "Is it no matter what I say to you, what to do, you will not care about me?"

Chen Li immediately said, "Yes."

He observed the change in the value of the juvenile's evil thoughts, from 10 to 8, and the chicken soup value was 2 points.

Seriously, He Siyang, even if there are tasks in the body, everything is purposeful, but I am really good for you.

I went home later, graduated, worked, and asked my wife, no, it was for a man, I am afraid it would not be so good.

Chen can't remember the first time to shoot a teenager. Sometimes, I will fall in love with you.

I will help you to let go of your bad thoughts and actively face life. You will contribute to my dream of going home. You see, we are helping each other.

So... after you discover the truth, you can't blame me.

Chen has already confirmed that He Siyang has been suspicious of him. It will take a long time to know that he is not the original Xiao Fei, but a counterfeit.

It is such a tragedy to learn from changing genius.

"Okay, go out." Chen pushed the boy away and couldn't stand it. "The taste is too big."

He Siyang stared at the man in front of him. "What do you say, are all true?"

Chen wants to go outside and is pulled back. He is daring, "Well."

He Siyang looked straight away, "Do not lie to me?"

Locked by the penetrating gaze of the road, Chen almost went to the original shape, he stabilized his mind and shut down the soup.

"Whoever I lie to, I won't lie to you."

This bowl of soup is the most delicious for He Siyang.

He understands that once he drinks it, he will become more addicted and more obsessed.

But he couldn’t stop it.

Going back to the room, He Siyang’s line of sight swept around and stopped at a few older people.

Those few inexplicable hits, forget it, the sky is so cold, or continue to lie back in the nest.

When Dongzi chatted with Laoyu, He Siyang joined in and scared them both. What the other party asked was a question and answer.

It’s not that they are stupid, it’s a chance for the teenager to not hesitate.

"The boss has been a good one recently and went out in June this year."

"How big?"

"In his early twenties."

He Siyang is puzzled. Is it really bigger, the better? Is the man cheating on him?

At this time, Laoyu came up with a sentence, "It is almost as big as Chutian."

Dongzi stepped on him.

It’s not what I said, and I’m looking at the nose and nose.

He Siyang did not have any abnormalities, and he smiled at them.

Dongzi and Laoyu took a long time to come back to God.

Hey, it’s a flower to laugh, it’s a terrible laugh. It’s no wonder that the old conference is so good to people.

Chen met a weird phenomenon and didn't know what was going on. But when a middle-aged old man was around him, He Siyang would stare at each other with an indescribable look.

Not only that, but also a gloomy face, talking with a yin.

He didn't dare to talk to older people.

Closer to the year 30, Chen also urged the progress of the three programs, the number of times to do the reporting work, the number of times seeing Chu Tian is much more.

He asked to bring He Siyang, and when he got there, he asked the other party to wait downstairs. It is good to have 2 points. It can't be gone anymore.

Chu Tian saw He Siyang, the expression on his face changed and changed.

After sweeping his eyes and hurting people, Chen frowned and quickly stepped up.

Chu Tian witnessed the man passing by him, treating him as air, or invisible.

He looked at the man's back and forgot to look back.

"... silly stuff." Hey himself.

The progress of the mission was reduced by another point. At the same time, the ghost press was reappeared.

Chen woke up the next day, feeling sore, weak, and imaginary. The bones and joints on his body were also very uncomfortable. It seemed to dance wildly and danced a lot when he was asleep.

He Siyang looked at the man, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Chen is still active, "Well."

He Siyang asked him, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Where it is not comfortable." Chen added, "Do you look at my tongue, is it broken?"

He Siyang slightly leaned over, "Let's stick out a little more."

Chen did as usual. "There is a pain on the left side. I feel broken."

He Siyang’s dawn is deep and "is broken."

"What is going on?" Chen was annoyed. "I don't seem to have any dreams of eating."

He Siyang said, "The dream of the day, after waking up, there will be a chance of 80% will be forgotten."

Chen also believes, genius, put a fart has a philosophical taste.

"No, it hurts to talk."

He can't sit down. "I'm going to take a nap."

He Siyang followed, "You have a small blood bubble on your tongue, I will break it for you."

Chen immediately stopped and sneaked around? Have blood bubbles?

He struggled, "Okay."

Soon Chen repented and died. He Siyang is very capable of doing things very well. I know that this time I slowly swallowed it and grinded it.

He Siyang said, Chen is more painful. He carries a mug and says he is here.

He Siyang’s hand, he went to the toilet, and when he came out, he was doing it.

Chen sighed again. When he used to eat, his tongue was not a few, but there was no such thing as always good.

He is not stupid, it is easier for IQ to be offline.

It seems that the difference between the two is not great.

Chen asked the system in his heart, "Do you have anything to look at me?"

System, "No."

Chen Youzhen, that's there.

What will it be? Chen licked his mouth and touched the wound on his mouth. The eyeballs inadvertently smashed into the bed next to him, and what flashed in his mind, he stood up.

I know!

That ghost is He Siyang! It is he who is to himself every night...

Chen swallowed again.

In the evening, Chen went to sleep as usual. I don't know how long it took. He found that the teenager next to him came over.

The body sank, and then the lips lived, and the warmth of the atmosphere poured in.

One minute and two minutes... Ten minutes later, Chen’s breathing was short, his body temperature rose, his face was red.

Five minutes have passed.

Lying in the trough, you have not finished eating, he slammed it directly.

In the darkness, what suddenly blew a blast, and it was broken and could no longer be restored.

He Siyang stunned, and soon from panic to calm, he licked the smell on his lips and suddenly laughed. "I thought you wouldn't find it years ago."