It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

The bamboo bed "squeaky squeaky" rang all afternoon, Qin Ge was very domineering, and he was good at getting things done. How should I bump into Wen Ai when he was holding Wen Ai, and Wen Ai screamed with a crying voice. There was an enchantment covering it, and the movement of the two of them could make the whole village blush.

When he went downstairs for dinner, Wen Ai's legs were trembling, and he folds down as soon as he stepped on the stairs. Fortunately, Qin Ge quickly helped him with his hands and did not let him roll down the stairs to the bottom of the dining table.

Wen Ai complained a little bit about Qin Ge, slapped his hand away, and stumbled.

"Come here!" Father Zhu brought the last dish to the table, "Everyone move your chopsticks!"

Wen Ai scooped a few spoonfuls of rice with chicken soup, and then set aside the dishes and chopsticks, shaking his legs and trembling back to the second floor, leaving everyone with a handicapped figure.

Mother Zhu wondered: "How come you walk like a paraplegia?"

Qin Ge lifted his lips: "Sleep for too long, my legs are numb."

"That's okay." Mother Zhu stopped paying attention to her son, and enthusiastically took Qin Ge's bowl to add food to him, "Come on, eat more! Are you busy as civil servants? I heard that you don't even have time for objects?"

When Qin Ge returned to the house, Wen Ai was kneeling on the bed, looking at the scenery through the window, Qin Ge hugged him from behind: "Why don't you have trouble with me?"

Wen Ai looked into the distance, pursing his mouth and ignoring others, Qin Ge put his hand on his back, and gently rubbed in a circle: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Wen Ai "hum", twisted and avoided his hand: "Fake kindness."

Qin Ge sighed and poured some monster power into him: "Is it better now?"

Wen Ai felt it painful or sour. His body was very light, but he was even more unhappy now. The nose was not the nose and the face was not the face: "Why didn't you treat me just now? Deliberately dragging it makes me feel uncomfortable. What?"

"Who was so angrily not letting him touch? I have to have a chance." Qin Ge broke him over and kissed the old high mouth, "Look at the aggrieved person, I don't know why you think I am. Up."

"What did you do to me!" Wen Ai greeted him with a small fist, not painful or itchy, "You are still fierce to me."

Qin Ge frowned: "Where is the murderer?"

"Just... in the afternoon." Wen Ai was a little embarrassed, "I can't kneel anymore, I moved, and then you stared at me!"

Qin Ge had no impression at all: "I stared at you?"

"Stare, fierce!" Wen Ai complained halfway through coquettishly, "still whipping my ass..."

"Oh, poor little boy." Qin Ge couldn't help but hug the person, "It's my fault, rub your butt."

Wen Ai wasn't really angry at first, so he wanted to play coquettishly with Qin Ge, and now he calmed down, and the half-exploded Mao Quanshun went back.

"Baby, I didn't mean it." Qin Ge explained while rubbing, "I am a demon, and I have a natural animal character, have you seen the animal world? The dominant party is absolutely strong in mating, you were turbulent at that time , I might just...may I apologize? Try to restrain yourself in the future."

"You are so good, can't you get rid of your nature?" Wen Ai stretched out his hand and touched his head back and forth, "I don't have ears either. I thought I would cultivate to the point of yours, and I would basically be indistinguishable from a person.

Qin Ge: "Humans are humans and demons are demons. They will never be the same."

Wen Ai was sad: "Yes, you live for a thousand years, and you can live for another thousand years. I only have a few decades of life, and I will get old and ugly..."

"Unhappy?" Qin Ge squeezed his face amusedly, "Can you listen to me to finish?"

Wen Ai leaned forward and leaned his head on his shoulder in frustration: "Let's talk."

Qin Ge: "A thousand years is a hurdle. Over this hurdle, the demon can choose to dissipate its demon power, completely transform people, and become a real, flesh and blood human being."

Wen Ai was excited when he heard it, but soon paused and looked at Qin Ge entangledly: "When you are a human, you can't cast spells, and the life span is short, just like suicide."

"Decades of happiness and thousands of years of loneliness, which one do you think I want to choose?" Qin Ge hugged him tightly, "Little fool, of course, is to grow old with you."

"Yeah!" Wen Ai was very happy, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, "You stay with me until I become an old fool."

Qin Ge stroked his cheek and kissed it, and just tasted it: "The restrictions on your body are difficult to solve. My demon power is probably gone after the removal. Before that, I have to plan for our future and tell me Say, what kind of life do you want to live?"

The two were tired of talking together for half a night. The next day, Qin Ge told Zhu's father and Zhu's mother that his hometown was in S city, and wanted to take Wen Ai to the Zhu family's eldest sister. At first, the old couple disagreed, just this one. Son, what if you get lost by the feasting outside and never go back like the eldest daughter?

But under Qin Ge's repeated assurances, the two elders agreed. They couldn't stop the son really wanting to leave, and if the eldest daughter was really found, the family would finally be reunited.

"All right, Xiao Qin, my aunt can trust you." Zhu's mother took Qin Ge's hand and patted, "You said you would quit your job and take root in the village. Help you find the land."

"Trouble you and Uncle Zhu." Qin Ge said, "Don't worry, I must bring back Zhizhi intact."

Wen Ai excused to pack things, pulled Qin Ge back to the house, closed the door and asked, "Quit your job? When did you tell my mother?"

Qin Ge pulled him to the front: "During dinner yesterday, you were hiding here to get angry with me."

Wen Ai asked: "What are you talking about behind my back?"

"I'm afraid you don't like to listen." Qin Ge scratched his nose. "They asked me if I wanted to be Zhu's son-in-law."

Wen Ai reacted quickly to the thief at this moment, stamped his foot, and turned to go downstairs to make trouble with Zhu's father and Zhu's mother. Qin Ge dragged him into his arms: "You know you are going to be angry, don't quarrel with the elderly, they I said that because of me."

Wen Ai calmed down a bit: "Then how did you answer?"

Qin Ge: "I said to consider."

Wen Ai angered that heart attack: "You dare to think about it!"

"They didn't name who they were looking for, so I should count you as an insider." Qin Ge kissed his forehead. "When the time comes, I will ask them to marry you again. It is logical."

The corner of Wen Ai's mouth raised, and he was happy.

When they were leaving, Zhu's father and Zhu's mother sent the two to the station and stuffed a picture of Zhu's sister into the luggage of Wenyi. The bus to the town only runs twice a day, and the time is always inaccurate, making passengers wait for a long time before arriving late.

The first half of the journey was a rugged and uneven dirt road. The old bus was violently bumpy, and the window glass shook so loudly as if it was about to jump out of the window frame. In the second half of the journey, the bus drove onto the concrete road, and Wen Ai whispered: "Finally no shaking, my **** is numb."

Qin Ge was peeling oranges for him, and took a moment to look at him: "I thought you like to tremble with you, I didn't clothe the barrier for you."

"Next time you'd better give me a cloth." Wen Ai rubbed his butt. "It's all my mother. I have to come to deliver it, otherwise I won't have to be knocked down."

After getting off the car in the small town, Qingo pulled Wen Ai into a corner of no one. With a flash of golden light, the two arrived in S city.

Wen Ai touched his body curiously: "It's fun!"

"I find time to take you to play enough, and do things first." Qingo took Wen Ai into an antique street, and when he came out, he had an extra card in his hand, he made a rental, and he told the driver to go to the best hotel. .

Entering the presidential suite, Wen Ai bounced back and jumped onto Qin Ge: "A small plate sells so much money, you get rich overnight!"

Qingotuo walked his **** into the bathroom: "I have a lot of collections, this time I took the most common ones, too ostentatious and easy to be targeted."

The two took off their clothes and took a bath in the bathtub. Wen Ai sat on Qin Ge’s legs with his back against him. The water sprayed from the cylinder wall hit Wen Ai, so comfortable that he sighed: "It’s good to have money, and the jacuzzi is great. ."

Qin Ge, who was doing his best to wash his hair, was unhappy, and rubbed his head vigorously: "Am I great?"

"Great." Wen Ai squinted his eyes with enjoyment, "I feel relieved to think that the nouveau riche will wash my hair personally."

Qin Ge didn't speak, and quickly washed away the foam on Wen Ai's head, and slowly touched his hands along his beautiful naked back, broke his hips and pushed it up: "The upstart personally **** you so good?"

Wen Ai finally realized what a heartbreaking animal is not as good as a beast. Qin Ge did with him while giving him demon power, so that his body was always kept in the best condition. He would not be tired or painful, and everything in his brain would be destroyed. The pleasure was squeezed out, and only a super-large and bold "shuang" character remained.

Qin Ge pulled him from the bathroom to the living room to the balcony and finally to the bedroom, abruptly from ten in the morning to ten in the evening, a full twelve hours.

When Wen Ai finally collapsed on the bed, he thought that he had wronged Qin Ge, and he was merciful to him last time.

"Frozen?" Wen Ai bit the bun and sat next to Qin Ge, watching the English characters scrolling across the screen on the computer, "Huh? You did it?"

Qin Ge scanned the picture of Sister Zhu into the computer, his fingers were glowing golden light, and he quickly tapped the keyboard: "This is a satellite monitoring system established by the state. It is very convenient to find someone."

Wen Ai was surprised, the bun in his mouth almost fell to the ground: "You hacked the country's system?"

"Accurately speaking, the country's satellite was hacked." Qin Ge drew a smile, looked at the screen, took Wen Ai with one hand, and stretched his face in front of him, "Awesome? Give me a reward."

"Old problems." Wen Ai simply sat on Qin Ge's lap and took a bite, and the steamed bun oil all kissed his face.

Qin Ge moved his nose: "Meat with sauce? Give me some."

Wen Ai grabbed the leftover half of the steamed bun, took another one from the bag and gave it to Qin Ge's mouth. Qin Ge tilted his head, bypassing his hand, and bit his mouth and half pulled the steamed bun.

Have a good breakfast, and go to bed again.