Is this something normal people can do?

Wen Qing looked at Zhou Zhou who was smiling broadly in front of him, and pursed his lips.

Zhou Zhou is not a normal person, but a pervert.

Wen Qing stood stiffly between Oz and Zhou Zhou, not daring to speak.

Zhou Zhou frowned and stared straight at him.

The shirt Wen Qing was wearing was very loose and loose, revealing his collarbone, shoulders, and part of his chest, which was obviously not his own clothes.

Zhou Zhou glanced around and saw the red marks on the side of his neck and the fingerprints on his legs.

Gentle skin is white and tender, leaving a mark with the slightest touch. It turns red easily.

Looking at the marks on his body, Zhou Zhou could easily imagine how Oz had hugged Wen Qing, kissed and played with it.

In the place where you can't see, in front of yourself.

The smile on Zhou Zhou's face grew even bigger, he walked up to Wen Qing, lowered his head and smelled the smell of Oz.

He slowly raised his hand and approached Wen Qing.

Wen Qing took a step back subconsciously and bumped into Oz's body, and his footsteps stopped abruptly.

Zhou Zhou bent his lips, took another step forward, raised his hand to Wen Qing's neckline, and tidied up his collar intimately.

"Wear Oz's clothes lightly. The smell of Oz is all over the body. It smells so bad,"

Wen Qing's body stiffened, and she felt a hand on her waist. It was Oz's hand.

Instead of taking him away from Zhouzhou, he hounded him and prevented him from moving.

Wen Qing's eyes became darker, Oz and Zhou Zhou really reached a deal.

Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes, looked at the hem of his clothes that covered his butt, and lifted it up casually.

Looking at the fabric under the clothes, he sighed: "I thought Ozzy didn't put on your pants."

Wen Qing bent her legs subconsciously, not only did not block Zhou Zhou's sight, but rubbed against Oz's pants.

Oz tightened his arms around his waist: "Don't move."

Wen Qing could even feel Oz's snort brushing his ears and getting into his collar, and he didn't dare to move.

Zhou Zhou leaned against his toes and said with a smile, "You can still walk lightly, it seems that you haven't been messed with."

"However," he curled his fingers, wrapped around the corners of his shirt, and turned around, "Why do you only wear Oz's clothes in the light of day."

"Isn't it too biased?"

"Would you like to..." Zhou Zhou paused and said, "Put on my pants again."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled.

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "I lied to you, my trousers are too big to fit lightly."

Wen Qing pursed her lips.

Looking at his familiar little movements, Zhou Zhou tilted his head, couldn't help grabbing Wen Qing's hand, and lowered his head to smell it.

"I smelled a light scent when I came in."

Zhou Zhou played with Wen Qing's fingers, slowly put them to his face, and sniffed gently.

Wen Qing looked at the side face that was close at hand, and took a breath.

Zhou Zhou didn't hold him too hard, he just hugged him softly, as if he was afraid that he would hurt him.

At the moment of approaching Zhou Zhou's cheek, Wen Qing slapped it down hard, and just as his fingertips touched Zhou Zhou's cheek, Zhou Zhou tilted his head and avoided his fingers.

Wen Qing nervously asked 001: [Is this not using a prop? 】

001: [No conditions of use are attached. 】

Wen Qing pursed her lips.

Zhou Zhou looked down at his tender and slender fingers, and narrowed his eyes: "How did you get into the bad habit of hitting people?"

Wen Qing did not speak.

Zhou Zhou said lightly: "Or... is this a light prop?"

Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, her heart beating fast.

"I'll try it," Zhou Zhou grabbed his hand, held his fingertips, put the tip of his tongue against his fingertips, and licked it from top to bottom like he was eating ice cream.

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, "Halo of a dog trainer."

"Really gentle."

Wen Qing was startled, he looked down at his wet fingertips, Zhou Zhou could actually taste his props.

This, this is too perverted...

Wen Qing's fingers froze.

Zhou Zhou sighed lightly, "It's a pity it's only five minutes."

"I don't want to be a dog for five minutes. Leave this opportunity to Oz. His nickname is a dog."

He blinked and saw the bell on Wen Qing's wrist, his eyes lit up: "I brought this for you."

"When I saw it, I felt that this prop had to be used on the light body."

Saying that, Zhou Zhou raised his hand and dialed the bell, but the bell didn't make any sound.

He looked at Oz and raised his eyebrows: "Does it only sound when you order it?"

Oz hummed.

Zhou Zhou's expression became even more excited: "When you're on the bed, the soft chirping is definitely better than the bell."

Wen Qing's face changed slightly, and she didn't want to hear about the bed all day.

Zhou Zhou glanced down at his feet and glanced at Oz: "Why are you tied to your hands?"

"It's not as good as the hands, the feet will shake and the bell will ring..."

Wen Qing's face was pale, and her mind was full of what Zhou Zhou said yesterday about breaking his legs and picking his hamstrings.

Zhou Zhou's hand suddenly rested on his lap, so frightened that Wen Qing almost jumped up on the spot.

Seeing his panicked appearance, Zhou Zhou smiled: "Why is Qing Qing so scared?"

"Did you hear my conversation with Oz?"

"Ah..." Zhou Zhou suddenly realized, "Oz asked me on purpose, I want you to hear me."

"I was joking," he said with a smile, rubbing his soft skin. "There are many ways to keep you from running."

"This time the game is still a day and a half away."

"Otherwise I'll get you out of bed, how about that?"

Wen Qing pinched his palm, he didn't feel very good.

Zhou Zhou laughed softly: "It's still so easy to deceive lightly."

"Why do I believe anything I say?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment and looked up at Zhou Zhou.

"Gentleman is finally willing to look at me," Zhou Zhou said obsessively at his dark and clear eyes, "Gentleman, rest assured, I won't touch you before the teacher's game starts."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled.

Zhou Zhou: "The two-day game, with that guy's character, once the desire is satisfied, it will become more serious."

He clicked his tongue twice: "Just look at what Oz looks like now."

Ozzy looked at Zhou Zhou with a calm gaze.

Zhou Zhou shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It's not that I don't tell you, you didn't ask me, I thought you knew."

Oz's face darkened.

Zhou Zhou curved his lips and said, "Oz, don't be manipulated by your emotions, I don't care."

"What if you startle the light and cry and break it?"

Oz spit out two words coldly: "No."

Zhou Zhou turned his head to look at Wen Qing: "It's a pity."

"If you break the light, I have a reason to get rid of you and monopolize the light."

He didn't care to say what was on his mind.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, staring into Zhou Zhou's eyes.

Zhou Zhou's appearance was the same as before, smiling like a sunny boy, with gloomy eyes deep in his eyes.

The difference from before is that he didn't hide it, and directly expressed the thoughts in his heart.

Is this game about confession?

At the same time, Oz's voice sounded above Wen Qing's head: "Is it enough to say it?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head and told the truth: "It will be better to say it, enough to calm you down."

"It's a bit like taking drugs, and you won't have a withdrawal reaction when you say it."

After speaking, he looked at Oz: "What do you want to do?"

Oz raised the corner of his mouth: "I want to kill you."

Zhou Zhou didn't have the slightest surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, so am I."

"I really want to kill you. After killing you, I will hold Qing Qing next to your corpse. Qing Qing will definitely cry and scream."

Ozzy was expressionless: "Shabi."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, agreeing with Oz very much.

Zhou Zhou looked at Wen Qing, raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose, as if he was teasing his lover: "When the teacher's game starts, I'll eat you again, gentle baby."

"The teacher's game should be the same as them, and it's also two days."

"Know what will happen on the last Sabbath?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zhou Zhou put his fingertips down, stroked his lips, and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for me to pry your mouth open?"

"Let me figure out what to use? Fingers? Tongue? Or..."

Wen Qing said immediately, "I don't know."

"Okay," Zhou Zhou shrugged and said to him, "I'll tell Gently when I figure it out."

"You should already know about the three of them, right?"

Wen Qing didn't dare not to answer, and answered softly.

Zhou Zhou looked at his eyes that were almost the same as those of the guide, and said with a chuckle, "Have you ever met a teacher later?"

Wen nodded lightly and whispered, "Yes."

Zhou Zhou asked again: "I entered the copy of the teacher, did the teacher bully you?"

Wen said softly, "Yes."

Oz watched them ask and answer them, and understood that the teacher they were talking about was the third god, and said coldly, "Have you finished asking?"

Zhou Zhou looked up at him and felt Oz's jealousy.

He tangled his gentle hair, and said with frowning eyes, "Oh, there's no way."

"After all, I passed the guide together with Qing Qing, and passed the first copy of our life together."

Zhou Zhou paused, pondered for a moment, and said, "If you round it up, I'm a gentle first love."

Wen Qing was silent.

Oz looked at Zhou Zhou: "Fuck you and round it up."

"brazen."

Zhou Zhou lifted his eyelids, stared at him for a while, and asked, "Are you taking this opportunity to deliberately scold me?"

Oz didn't change his face, and slowly spit out a word: "Yes."

Zhou Zhou: "…"