"Look at the picture?"
Zhou Yan swallowed, he subconsciously took out his phone and opened the photo album.
There is a picture lying there quietly in the album.
It was a pair of slender and tight jade legs, leaning on the bed awkwardly. The light was a little dark, but this way it showed the perfect lines and natural flawless tightness of the jade legs.
The top of her jade legs was covered with an air-conditioned quilt.
If Xiao Li'er's long legs are white and beautiful and cannot bear to be blasphemed, then this pair of jade legs is really full of temptation.
Especially the perfect sense of beauty. Even Zhou Yan, who was once engaged in content control, couldn't help but admire. The person who photographed this pair of jade legs has extremely high artistic expression. Well, it is very valuable for collection.
"Is there any more pictures?"
Zhou Yan swallowed his saliva. Although this man was an experienced driver, it was undeniable that his tasting ability was immeasurable.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yan clicked directly to enter the temporary chat window with Renjian Xingxing.
Wake up in the world: I’ll show you a picture.
Mr. Zhou: Where is the picture?
The world is awake: add friends first.
Zhou Yan felt a chill when he saw the message from this old driver.
However, he still clicked to add friends. No big deal, he could just pull out the picture and then delete the friends.
Zhou Yan was looking forward to it. The last time it was his legs, he didn’t know what it would be this time.
....
"Hmph, I don't believe you won't take the bait."
Xia Nuannuan lay on the bed, looking at her phone with a blushing face.
Her bed curtains were drawn, the night light was turned on, and her body was only wrapped in an air-conditioned quilt, and her two white little feet were exposed and swaying outside, which was particularly attractive.
"Sister Nuannuan, are you asleep?" Tang Tang asked under the bed.
Xia Nuannuan quickly held her breath and did not reply to Tang Tang. Xia Nuannuan waited for a while, but Tang Tang's voice stopped coming.
For some reason, Xia Nuannuan suddenly felt so excited.
This is the boy Tang Tang likes, and he is chatting with this boy. Tang Tang doesn't know.
Hehe, she wants to lure him out, want to kiss him... No, she wants to beat him, beat him hard. It's so strange. She seems to have seen this super hateful, shameless and perverted villain today, and she doesn't know when.
Her head was so dizzy, Xia Nuannuan only knew that she must now be the friend of this big bad guy.
At this moment, Xia Nuannuan saw the screen jump. The big bad guy finally replied to her message.
Great.
Xia Nuannuan showed a silly smile. This big bad guy was trying to steal her Tangtang. She was going to beat him to death.
Xia Nuannuan looked at the temporary chat interface with Zhou Yan.
Mr. Zhou: Where is the picture?
"Hmph, if you want a picture, please agree with my friend first."
Xia Nuannuan smiled and edited a message directly.
The world is awake: add friends first.
I don’t add friends but still want to see pictures. He thinks I’m stupid.
Xia Nuannuan waited for a while and saw the interface jump. Zhou Yan added herself as a friend.
Xia Nuannuan was even more proud. She wanted to laugh, but she was afraid that her roommates would hear her, so she lay on the pillow and laughed.
Feeling that smiling was not enough, Xia Nuannuan raised her fist and punched the pillow one after another. At the same time, she had to make sure not to make any sound, so she would deliberately take away every punch that landed on the pillow. Strength.
Xia Nuannuan found it so exciting. Chatting with Zhou Yan behind Tang Tang's back was really exciting.
Still a bit hot though.
Xia Nuannuan kicked off her pants and took off her suspender pajamas.
Still a little embarrassed, Xia Nuannuan took off everything she was wearing and kicked them all aside.
It's comfortable.
Xia Nuannuan slowly put the air conditioner between her legs, and then looked at the phone.
Mr. Zhou: I added it. Where is the picture?
"So impatient."
Xia Nuannuan smiled and sent a message directly.
Wake up in the world: You have to promise not to delete me after reading the picture.
Mr. Zhou: I promise I will never delete you.
"Okay, he promises not to delete me."
Xia Nuannuan was very happy. She got Zhou Yan's guarantee, and Zhou Yan promised not to delete her friends.
Well, I have to post the picture next, yes, I can’t show my face, and I can’t let him find out that I am Xia Nuannuan.
Xia Nuannuan thought like this, directly supported her body with one elbow and lay on her side.
Xia Nuannuan tried taking pictures with her other hand, but it seemed that she could only take pictures of her face, which was definitely not possible, so Xia Nuannuan moved her body and picked up the phone with the hand supporting her body.
Can't show face, can't show face.
Xia Nuannuan thought like this, adjusted the angle, and pressed the shutter button. Well, that place was itchy, so Xia Nuannuan reached out and scratched it.
So tired.
Xia Nuannuan lay on the bed again.
Hmm... It was a bit cold. Xia Nuannuan used her feet to lift the air conditioner bit by bit and wrap it around her body.
Well, this is much better, quite comfortable.
Xia Nuannuan didn't have much time to look at the photos she took, so she just clicked to send.
"After posting the picture, he probably won't delete me as a friend. He won't delete..."
Xia Nuannuan lay on the small pillow and laughed. After a while, there was no movement.
...
Zhou Yan saw Xia Nuannuan sent a picture.
The 3G network loaded very slowly, but this also raised Zhou Yan's expectations.
What exactly will it be?
Is it the little hands...the little feet, or...
Soon, the image loaded.
Zhou Yan saw it.
He didn't scream, he held his breath.
The pictures that were loaded had an ultimate impact on him.
Zhou Yan feels that the heroine Ruth in Titanic may not be able to take such classic pictures.
In Titanic, Ruth is the fiancée of a banker. She and Jack, a poor painter, meet on a giant oil tanker known as the largest and safest in the world.
Jack didn't have much money to buy a ticket. His ticket was earned. Even if he won the ticket, he would only be able to live in a lower class cabin.
But even so, Jack still met the beautiful and romantic Miss Rose on the bow of the ship, and made her fall hopelessly in love with him, even though Miss Rose had a fiancé.
The fiancé finally broke up the private meeting between Jack and Ruth. Ruth took Jack and hid in her fiancé's room, put on the Heart of the Ocean that her fiancé gave her, and asked Jack to draw a picture for her. Sub-painting.
The kind without clothes.
Just like what Zhou Yan sees now.
When watching "Titanic" at that time, Zhou Yan went with the mentality of appreciating art.
Today, it's the same.
Zhou Yan subconsciously compared the picture in front of him with the scene in the movie.
Well, Ruth is rich.
In the picture in front of me, there is an almost perfect body curve. One point more is fat, and one point less is thin.
In particular, that little arm is placed just right, giving people endless associations.
And the tightly clamped air-conditioning quilt is like the leaves covering Eve, making this perfect creation show the ultimate beauty and create the ultimate impact.
Zhou Yan said that this was too hard to bear and he would take a bath to calm down later.
Zhou Yan did not hesitate, clicked save, and saved this picture into the encrypted picture collection in the album.
Zhou Yan looked at the chat interface. After the sober person posted this picture, he stopped talking. Zhou Yan did not hesitate and manually deleted the picture under the chat window, and then deleted the friend, all in one go.
This veteran driver is really persistent. Let’s see if he can come up with some classic pictures next time. It would be great.
Zhou Yan got out of bed with his computer in his arms. He looked at the time, it was half past ten.
Zhou Yan turned on the computer, set a password, and took a quick shower.
About fifteen minutes later, Zhou Yan came back.
He looked at Chen Xiaole, who was already fast asleep on the bed without taking off his clothes, and didn't bother anymore.
But even after taking a shower, the picture was still lingering in Zhou Yan's mind.
Such a perfect figure, tsk tsk, I will secretly appreciate it from now on.
Rumble——
Zhou Yan was startled when he saw thunder passing outside the window and a heavy rainstorm.
"What...what's wrong?"
Chen Xiaole sat up in a panic.
"It's okay, it's raining." Zhou Yan said calmly.
"Oh, that's it." Chen Xiaole leaned back on the bed again, fell into a deep sleep, and soon began to snore.
Zhou Yan's face darkened.
He knew that for a while, he wouldn't be able to sleep.
Zhou Yan checked QQ on her phone and saw Zhou Wan's message. She sent a group account of fellow villagers.
Zhou Yan searched for the group number and clicked Add directly.
Will fellow No. 4 fellows do it?
Zhou Yan murmured that in his last life, he had never joined any fellow villagers...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
