C Language Cultivation

The unpredictable movement made him make a short gasp, his shoulders rested heavily on the back of the sofa, and there was a tight space between the back and the armrest, where he was pressed tightly.

Like a sudden rainstorm in the summer, Dongjun kissed him, it was a fierce kind of plundering without leaving room, the kind of feeling was like encountering a glorious green wolf, sharp claws and teeth on the grassland in the middle of the night He can tear his neck easily.

Perhaps he should be a little scared, but during the plunder he felt a persistent request from Dong Jun who firmly grasped his shoulder with his right hand.

Does the male **** have such a gaffe?

He reached back and hugged Dongjun, smoothed his hair like a pointer, and then responded to him with a gentle force in that kiss.

At the same time he also discovered something, not just himself. When we finally separated, we turned a little unnaturally.

Dongjun forced him to look at himself.

"Did we know before?" He looked at Dongjun's eyes and said suddenly.

Outside the window, it was nearly dusk, and the room was dimmed. The afterglow of the evening sun cast a faint shadow under Dongjun's eyes, and also made his pupils appear to have a pale golden shattered light, like the stars in the sky at dusk.

Dongjun's voice is very soft, with a little dumb: "Why ask so?"

Lin Xun's fingers penetrated into Dongjun's hair, followed gently, and finally stopped on his side face. The feeling of deja vu resurfaced in his mind, a calm and soft feeling, as if this was not the thirteenth day they knew, it was thirteen years.

He whispered: "I don't know... so do we know?"

"I don't know." Dongjun's palms overlaid the back of his hand, his fingers snapped in his fingers, his expression slightly raised: "But I like you very much."

Lin Xun smiled, buried his face on Dongjun's shoulder, and Dongjun embraced him.

Because it was very close, almost seamless, he smelled the cool, cold breath of Dongjun.

He thinks that since there is love at first sight in the world, it is not a bizarre thing that he and the male **** meet together after seeing many faces.

If you have to get to the bottom, it's only because he looks good and writes algorithms.

After holding it quietly for a while, the pointer on the side began to meow. Depending on the texture and frequency of calls, it is hungry.

Lin Xun got up and poured cat food for him, opened the can, and added water.

The pointer was eating, Lin Xun rubbed his head, looked at the sofa, and found that Dong Jun had been looking at himself with a smile like that.

Others look good and smile like this, like a spring in March.

Lin Xun looked at his outline and thought, back in time for more than ten years, this man must have been an indiscriminate beauty when he was a child. Even now, more than ten years later, the details of the facial features are still so delicate, and his eyes are so gentle, when he is not angry, he is simply an archangel with white feathers.

He walked over and asked Dong Jun with a serious attitude-he has always been a person who found problems and solved them.

Lin Xun: "Are you a little schizophrenic?"

Dongjun bent his eyes, his smile suddenly thickened, and Lin Xun could hardly resist.

After laughing for about five seconds, Dong Jun put away his smile, and his expression became faint again.

"No, but sometimes my personality is not very good." Just listen to Dongjun said: "I have a psychiatrist, and often control it. When you feel unwell, tell me."

Lin Xun was stunned.

Is this Dongjun really black?

However, in his opinion, this is not a problem.

"No discomfort," he looked at Dongjun, "you mean in the car today...does that? And when I called someone yesterday."

Dong Jun didn't speak, so Lin Xun was so, like a cat that did bad things but didn't admit it.

He laughed at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun: "I don't think it's anything. I still think you are quite real. You are usually too male, like an advanced artificial intelligence."

"Uh huh." Dong Jun returned his unexplained tone, and then asked: "Don't you like male gods?"

Lin Xun: "Now my needs have changed a little."

Dongjun had to ask: "What has become?"

This male god, he is very bad.

Lin Xun expressionless: "Now I need a boyfriend instead of a male god."

Dongjun laughed.

Supper went very well.

But Lin Xun brushed his phone halfway.

Sister Weibo and Dongjun's likes caused another uproar on the Internet. It seems that someone called his real name.

Lin Xun felt calm inside.

It's nothing.

His actual resume is nothing but a person who ranks first regardless of age and nature.

He didn't take a closer look, the main reason is that he didn't want to review his trophies and essays over the past decade or so-that's also wrong, the wording was inappropriate, there was no small. On the other hand, Qi Yun was sending a message to him to frantically insult Chang Jing.

According to Qi Yun's narrative, things also happened at dinner.

Qi Yun wants to eat grilled skewers and buys him from Chang Ji.

Chang Ji doesn't want to buy him.

Qi Yun said you must buy it for me.

Chang Ji said you can eat something else.

Qi Yun said that I would not be a vegetarian, and I would not eat if you killed me.

——Then Chang Ji forcefully gave him a tablet of Pigudan, and said that's it, no need to eat.

This is good. Qi Yun didn't need to eat any more this month. He lost the pleasure of eating and chewing for 30 days, and he was almost mad.

Immediately afterwards, he began to accuse Chang Ji-according to Lin Xun's understanding of Qi Yun, his accusation of Chang Ji may not be so pleasant.

So, after being deprived of the pleasure of eating, Qi Yun was cast into a banned spell and lost the joy of talking. He could only frantically press the keyboard of his mobile phone to express his dissatisfaction with the monk to Lin Xun.

Lin Xun calmed down.

A happy pointer: I took a screenshot to my brother.

Ji Yanzong-Feihong:? ? ?

Lin Xun laughed involuntarily.

After smiling, I felt that the temperature around me was a bit low, and I looked up and saw Dongjun looking at himself, and the pointer at him.

He obediently ate.

You have to work for dinner. When the Water Ghost incident broke out, the things that should be done in the afternoon were not done, and could only be moved to the evening.

And Dongjun also has to deal with affairs, and the two of them work on the keyboard with each other.

At ten o'clock, after finishing things, Lin Xun washed himself and returned to bed in his pajamas.

In Dongjun’s room, the set of bath liquid in the bathroom is different from the room. Lin Xun recognized the word and started with a “Lemon”, followed by a noun like a plant.

So he brought a little refreshing lemon flavor, which he thought had a deep meaning.

However, Dongjun also has it.

When Lin Xun got into the quilt, Dong Jun sat beside the bed, wearing glasses, and put a thin notebook like a cicada on his lap. He was still telling someone.

The male **** is really busy, especially in the past two days, as if Eagle continued to do things.

However, Lin Xun did not worry. This time the holographic wave was led by the Milky Way. Eagle clearly did not catch up. It is estimated that it will go downhill-this may be the reason for their dogs to jump into the wall.

He hugged Dongjun from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.

Things on Dongjun's side were also coming to an end, closed the computer and put it away, and took off his glasses, and turned to kiss Lin Xun.

The lights are very ambiguous, and I don't wear any clothes. The bathrobe is very thin.

Lin Xun was about to have an accident on the sofa during the day, and Lin Xun was actually mentally prepared.

But he didn't take the meaning of Zhuo Dongjun. He only knew that his kissing skills needed to be improved urgently so that he wouldn't be held down to kiss his brain.

Dongjun let go of his lips and turned to the side of his neck.

Lin Xun pressed his breath so that it would not be too fast, but really suppressed it, and felt a little too quiet.

He knew that he should be informed and interesting, and could not be a dead body without a word.

He: "I don't seem to have read the paper yet."

Hearing Dongjun smile in his ear, his breath lightly touched his ear.

Dongjun withdrew the hand that had originally been pressed on his shoulder, and then gave him a slightly spread collar. The look in his eyes seemed clear, and his movements were a little slow and elegant.

He said: "I didn't read it either."

In the end, Lin Xun didn't know how things got to this point.

The industry is changing very quickly, so he has the habit of reading papers every two weeks. Generally, it is fixed on Friday night. If he is too busy to read, he will be uncomfortable.

Today is Friday.

He looked at Dong Jun who was reading the paper and labeling it. He thought, maybe the male **** also has this obsessive-compulsive disorder, maybe.

Then, this night, just like the clouds and water flowing through it, it passed by.

Lin Xun received the news of the architecture in the morning.

Zhao Jizhuo: applause applause applause

Zhao Jijiu: Congratulations to our algorithm from the virgin body.

Lin algorithm:?

Lin Algorithm: What is your basis?

Zhao Jianshe: I guess, because this is the second day when you will never return home.

Lin Algorithm: It’s true. I read the paper with the male **** for three hours last night.

Lin Algorithm: I resonated with him in my soul.

Zhao architecture:? ? ? ?

Zhao Jizhuan: Are you unable or not?

Lin Xun backhanded Zhao Jie with two of his favorite papers last night and asked him to read them.

Lin Algorithm: You can’t.

He put his mobile phone aside, no longer arranging the structure, and happily got up.

Zhao architecture, superficial.

The male **** does not.

Although it is Saturday, in this industry with 996 as the benchmark, Saturday is a definite working day, especially for programmers. Although Dongjun does not have to devote himself to the tedious work, there are still some meetings to be held, a few words to sign, and a few people to see.

So wear formal attire.

The accessories on men are actually no less than women.

Tie clip with silver chain, cufflinks, watch. The fully-fitted suit set off the impeccable figure proportions, strict, but mysterious, when the accessories that he gave him vaguely revealed in action, like finding a rose in the night. This charm is deadly, and Lin Xun actually gets pleasure from dressing up Dongjun.

But this time Lin Xun did not follow him to the Galaxy, but stayed at home. On the one hand, at the cusp of this public opinion, he did not want to cause any disturbances. He was born with the same roots, and why is he too anxious? He is an empathetic person. If he can reduce the pressure of his fellow programmers on social platforms, he is still very happy. On the other hand, he has other arrangements.

He drank a glass of ice water and brought his mind to the most sober state. Then he spent one morning solving the whole day's workload and ticked several times on the schedule.

After checking, he received the email and read the message again.

Love each other in a crowd.

Qingcheng-Xiaoyaozi: [Location Sharing]

Qingcheng-Xiaoyaozi: At two o'clock, gather here, surrender to the demon, look for cracks, and do it here.

This location is near the Qiyun brokerage company. Taking Qi Yun's encounter as an introduction, the predecessors have found the place with the strongest devil qi after a night of investigation. There is a devil in the cultivation world, and he has been passively beaten for so long. Finally, he has to start preemptive.

This was a happy event, but Lin Xun felt a bit distressed.

This is the first collective activity in the realm of cultivation. It is difficult for him to explain. After all, how to use the keyboard to attack the cultivation of immortals is still to be discovered and questioned by the elders?

——But life still has to continue, he thought, maybe he didn’t explain it, but the elders would explain this matter with his own theory, just like his classmates who were muddling through the water in the reply.

Lin Xun followed everyone to copy, and after returning to a "received", glanced at the time and counted silently.

Three, two, one.

"The system repair is complete and is being activated."

"Activation completed, loading, please wait."

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of tinkling.

"The system repair has brought you inconvenience. The compensation has been paid out. The compensation content: Da Huan Dan x1, double spiritual opportunity x1."

"Congratulations on completing the main task."

"Rewards: Double Spirit Power -1, Spirit Power 100, Martial Territory Level 1, Distributed, Current Territory Level: 3, Maximum Level: 9."

"Congratulations on completing the side mission:'Invisible Friends'."

Rewards: Spirit 15, Magic Tool Level 1, Current Magic Tool Level: 3, Maximum Level: Unknown. "

"The main task is activated."

"Mission goal: to reach the infancy."

"Mission rewards: 1000 funds for the school and 100 spirits."

"Task progress: 0."

Lin Xun closed his eyes and entered the long-lost system space.

His program platform is currently sufficient, and the demand for spiritual power is not very large, so instead of looking at the skill tree for the first time, he went straight to the position where the physical rewards were issued.

Magic weapon level 1, what would it be? It is now a keyboard that can be suspended. Can it evolve into a keyboard that will knock on the program itself?

He came to the taskbar.

A gray and black metallic sword suspended quietly.

He was startled, reaching for a touch.

The cool touch came, and Xiaojian turned into a binary streamer, which flowed into his keyboard.

The gloss of the keyboard frame has become more beautiful, and the logo on the upper edge has quietly changed into a red sword-shaped logo.

Lin Xun watched the little sign silently.

Pretend that I am a sword?