Chapter 713: Yulin Bell

Chu Long, who was pressed below, was a little moved, the world treats idols as plays, but Jiang Haoran treats them as people with their own feelings, no matter what the relationship is. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What idol shows in front of the world is the company's positioning, Jiang Haoran seems to know it very well, and Chu Long will only become the most real self and the most real Park Chu Long when facing Jiang Haoran.

The raindrops knocked on the window, and sure enough, as Chu Long said, it rained.

It is especially wonderful when both men and women open their hearts.

The jersey was thrown on the ground, and Chu Long's white pajamas were messy, so Jiang Haoran simply took them off.

"I'm coming."

"Hmm."

Haoran flipped her body over, and her cocked buttocks were aimed at him, like a lion cub lying on the bed, her muscles tensed slightly, trembling and trembling.

The hand flicked downward, and the pink cloth underneath was slightly wet.

"It's getting cuter, little Sex." Looking at the two snow-white balls in front of him, Jiang Haoran half-knelt and slapped it twice, making two crisp sounds, and sprinkled a blush.

Chu Long turned around and helped Jiang Haoran put on the rubber ring, and moistened it with his own saliva.

"Hmm, why don't you take it all off?" Chu Long's hands were obediently placed on both sides, still in the same position, his buttocks trembled, and he felt that the pink cloth was just a corner of it.

"It's more sexy." Looking at the trembling buttocks, Jiang Haoran was never excited.

"Shall we change ......" Chu Long couldn't see Jiang Haoran's face, and Ba Wang Long didn't like the feeling of being conquered all the time, she was the eldest sister!

"Somewhere else? Okay, let's go outside, light rain pleasantly. Jiang Haoran thought about it, it was raining, and the Americans would not be hanging outside, but it was a good time for them to commit crimes.

"Ahh Are you sure? Chu Long also suddenly felt a little excited, and the sound of the rain outside seemed to be rhythmic for them.

"I'll hold you." Jiang Haoran held a little lion in heat with both hands and walked to the balcony in the posture just now, with a sense of shyness, a sense of conquest, a sense of being conquered, a sense of guilt, and a sense of abuse, and finally connected to the most wonderful feeling of human beings.

"Little lion, let's go outside."

"Inner, master." As if he was fascinated by a drama, that voice could really make Jiang Haoran destroy the world.

The wind outside was a little strong, Jiang Haoran used his back to block the wind, dancing towards the wind, like a general standing on the battlefield, the wind helped Jiang Haoran become more powerful, and the rhythm became faster and faster.

The blond hair of the Long team flutters in the wind, really like lions, and the bodies of the two seem to be transformed into a work of art: the general who controls the lion

"Hold on to the railing." In order to fit more perfectly, Jiang Haoran's hands no longer supported her chest from below, but supported her thin waist.

"What if I fall?" Chu Long's arm was bent, and it was pitch black below, Rao was raining, and he was trying not to scream, nervous and shy.

"Ah, I forgot, change it." Jiang Haoran remembered that Chu Long had a fear of heights, picked up her body, and stood in the middle of the balcony, the two faced each other, as if absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, practicing the exercises of yin and yang pranayama.

Her body is very light, only 46KG.

"Ahh It feels like you're going to be thrown off. Chu Long hugged Jiang Haoran's neck and couldn't help but bite his shoulder.

Haoran also hugged her waist tightly, and he wouldn't really throw her out......

"Team Long, can you do push-ups?"

"Yes."

"Hehe, let's work out a little longer." He carried Chu Long to the chair he often sat on, let Chu Long grasp the armrest with both hands, he grabbed Chu Long's legs, Chu Long propped himself up, and the whole person seemed to float in the air like a magnetic levitation.

"Wow...... Wuli Xiao Haoran's imagination. Different from the lion's crawling action, this action made Chu Long feel that he was also exerting strength, and Jiang Haoran was more physically and mentally one, and his arms were very tired, but this feeling of relaxation and joy was unprecedented.

The legs were controlled by Jiang Haoran to open and close, a double impact of vision and soul.

"Xinlong, I want to write a poem for you!" Jiang Haoran was about to go crazy for her.

"Inside? I don't want a three-line poem, I'll laugh. Chu Long thought that Jiang Haoran was going to make up a three-line poem that was used to be funny in a variety show.

"Not really."

"Hmm."

Jiang Haoran moved and sang:

"Play a lute to see you off,

You're listening to Yulinling.

If I don't look back,

You don't wake up from a big dream.

Thou shalt play the lute to see me off,

The drums beat the general's orders,

Hard work is the fate of men,

A woman's heartfelt feelings,

There are millions of elite soldiers in my heart! ”

Jiang Haoran is full of spirits, and he has the illusion that he has the whole world.

"Is this an ancient poem or a modern poem?" Chu Long asked glutinously.

"I don't know." Jiang Haoran naturally wouldn't let Chu Long be too tired, worried that he would catch a cold after a long time, so he opened the door and entered the bedroom.

"It's going to be a general attack."

"I'm ready."

"Hmm."

Millions of elite soldiers have a chance to play, and thousands of arrows are fired at once, leaving no armor behind.

The two hugged tightly under the quilt, stopped talking, and fell into a deep sleep.

The rain grew louder and louder, and the holy city was washed new.

……

At 5 o'clock the next day, Jiang Haoran got up with a dark circle under his eyes, and carefully took away Chu Long's hand holding his neck.

"Haoran, khaki. (Don't go!) Chu Long's forehead was slightly dripping with sweat, his eyes were closed, he was talking in his dreams, and his hands were waving wildly, as if he was looking for something.

"I'm here, I'm not leaving." Jiang Haoran picked up the wet wipe, wiped her sweat, and held her hand with the other hand.

Chu Long's brows gradually stretched and he pursed his lips.

The alarm clock of the Long team rang, and Jiang Haoran turned it off in seconds, and wrapped Chu Long with a quilt.

I don't know if Chu Long will suffer from the cold, Jiang Haoran found all the cold medicine in advance, boiled a pot of boiling water, prepared it on the table, and made a sandwich as fast as possible and put it in the microwave, so that he could have breakfast on the plane.

"Xiaolongbao, I put the sandwich in the microwave, I can eat it after two minutes of heat, the milk can be drunk with milk powder or hot ready-made, eh, I don't even know what milk you like to drink, I'm such a failed boyfriend." I'm going to work, basketball is the most important part of my life, forgive me for not being able to go back home with you, and if I have any other job, I'll grit my teeth and quit (laughs). Well, I haven't written for a long time and I can't write, don't be too moved when you get up, don't cry, laugh, well, that's it, slipped. (The pattern of xiao long bao)"

Jiang Haoran left a note for Chu Long.

After opening the door and stepping out with one foot, Jiang Haoran turned back, opened the bedroom door, and kissed Chu Long lightly on the forehead.

"Even if the world is barren, there is always one person, and he will be your believer."