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That year, Washington was a gust of spring breeze, blowing away the clouds,

The sun smiled happily, spreading warmth and radiance on the surface of the lake.

After a full year of youth training, the young man is still ignorant of hope,

I don't know what awaits me.

Jiang Geng left behind the project he had been preparing for a whole month and flew to Washington overnight.

Kick open the door of the Kuku conference room.

In the end, the assistant was stopped and lost the money.

Inside sat a group of ugly and dirty men in suits and leather shoes.

Jiang Geng's cold gaze passed faintly across their faces.

A card is thrown on the table,

The fluttering little card contains the wealth that countless people can only look up to for a lifetime.

"Termination."

"Oh, sir, first of all, it's rude for you to do so, and secondly, have you read the contents of our contract and are you sure you can afford it......"

He saw the black and gold cards lying quietly on the table, and there was a moment of froze.

In the end, he smiled at Jiang Geng slowly.

Jiang Geng: "Billow, I'll take it." ”

The man shrugged,

“of course。”

No matter how bad Jiang Tong is,

It is also the young master that the Jiang family has held in the palm of his hand since he was a child.

Reduced to a tool for others to make money, living a life of exile,

Don't even think about it.

The boy was like an angry little beast, covered in thorns, eager to bite him to death.

He was only eighteen years old at the time, and the contract was carefully customized by Kuku, full of loopholes and impossible to fault with it.

It's this kind of hot-blooded teenager who cheats.

Even if it was him, he couldn't find anything wrong with the contract.

It's like a seller show and a buyer's show.

It's the same thing, but when it comes to your hands, it's always a defective product.

Jiang Tong was finally carried back to China by him.

He is the treasure of Qingzhi.

It's the person he's going to protect all his life.

So even if his arm was dislocated by a willful teenager.

The silent man didn't say a word,

Silent and tough.

With his character, he will never be able to say a word,

"Uncle is for your own good."

"Uncle will take you home."

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Dream Flying to Kuku,

There is no doubt that they were properly suppressed and beaten, and they had no power to fight back.

It seems to be the first scene of being played, and it is clear that Dream Feiyang can't beat it at all, but Kuku just doesn't push the crystal, and he doesn't even kill people, but walks around the canyon leisurely.

The commentators didn't know how to explain this game with a strange atmosphere.

So much so that at the end of the game, there was a very awkward situation.

Playtime, twenty-five minutes and 0 seconds.

A group of teenagers laughed in front of the camera, not feeling the slightest inappropriate.

Qiao Weitang really couldn't figure out what fun it was to tease others like this.

Turning his head, he found that the boy was lying on the sofa silently with his head tilted, and the raised Adam's apple on his slender neck had slid slightly.

His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were unmoved.

Qiao Weitang looked at him sideways, pursed his lips slightly and didn't speak.

He probably thought about his days in Kuku.

Although the relationship with them looked bad when he first returned to China,

But after a long time of contact, he is actually a grumpy boy.

There are no bad intentions, and it can even be said to be a little simple.

I like to write everything on my face.

He must have had a hard time that year, but fortunately, he was stupid, even if he was used for a year, he didn't lose confidence in the industry.

For a boy, eighteen years old is what an age to flower.

should be proud like the wind, wantonly chasing dreams.

Her hand moved slowly from the couch, little by little, to his hand on his knee.

Slender as jade-like hands, with well-defined bones and beautiful fingertips.

tentatively gently hooked his hand with his fingertips.

The boy felt it almost instantly, and even if he couldn't see whose hand it was, he didn't show the slightest emotion of resistance.

Instead, let her hold it.

Gently scratch his palms with warm fingertips.

The boy seemed to be asleep, his eyes closed.

Qiao Weitang didn't want to watch the live broadcast of the game, so he leaned on the end with him, playing with his hands boringly.

Write and play in the palm of your hand.

Jiang Tong actually thought a lot, thinking about his uncle, thinking about the world, thinking about his mother, and almost reminisced about his past with some sourness.

Like a lemon soaked in vinegar.

Then a bright red strawberry came over, round and sour, sweet and sour.

haunted the rest of his life.

The warm fragrance shrouded the tip of his nose, and she whispered in his ear like a mosquito,

"Do you guess I'm good at writing?"

He tilted his head slightly, and his snow-white cheeks gently brushed the girl's soft lips,

"Okay."

Qiao Weitang kissed his cheek unexpectedly, soft and slippery, and hurriedly stepped back.

One hand grasped his white palm.

The fingertips of the green jade gently wrote on it.

The last stroke just fell,

The young man's voice was indifferent and soft,

"Jiang."

And then the second word,

"Huh."

Qiao Weitang was slightly surprised, "You can guess such a difficult word." ”

His voice was dyed with a soft smile,

"I'm smart."

Then she continued.

"Yes."

“…… Dog. ”

Qiao Weitang chuckled.

Qiao Weitang glanced at the big screen, the second session had already begun, and they were all discussing the bp session enthusiastically.

No one noticed the two of them hiding in the last corner.

She paused on her fingertips and wrote on the palm of her hand.

The white palm has a faint texture,

The palm is wide and warm.

Jiang Tong: "Me." ”

……

"Love."

The last word fell, and the boy's tightly closed eyelashes trembled.

He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, leaned over, and buried his head in the soft neck.

Qiao Weitang's cheeks were a little crimson, and he felt that he was really hypocritical.

is obviously a straight girl, where can there be so many fleshy words.

The boy's long eyelashes blinked slightly, sweeping across her porcelain-white neck.

It's itchy and crispy.

Qiao Weitang pursed her lips slightly, and asked in her lowest voice,

"What about the last word? Tell me about it. ”

In my impression,

He never seemed to say that.

Qiao Weitang reached out and hooked his chin.

The boy tilted his head slightly to her ear,

The hand naturally flowed to his slender neck,

Delicate fingertips glide over the Adam's apple.

Jiang Tong was silent for a moment, and when Qiao Weitang thought that he was going to say love words very solemnly,

said in a hoarse voice,

"I want to bite you."

“……”

I'll fuck you.

The old lady wants to listen to me love you, I love you!!

The earlobe was gently bitten, and the tip of the thin tooth was bitten.

Qiao Weitang stiffened.

The hand resting on the Adam's apple is slightly strained.

Zero: Even though we pretended to be watching TV and had a serious discussion, they were too unscrupulous!!

Coach Tudou: Young man.

Langlang: Woo woo I heard a sentence I want to bite you, I'm not clean anymore.

Kazuha: You're not clean for a long time.

All:???