Hold On, You're Something Else [MTL]

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Gu Xi only felt as if a strong wind passed by in front of him, blowing him into a mess.

Just a few seconds after the two looked at each other, Huang Mao took the right time, searched on the ground with his free hand, finally found the dropped mobile phone, and pressed 1 to call the other side.

Rong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched his long legs, and directly pressed the yellow-haired hand that was still about to move with his knees, and took off the phone.

Wu Fuyu's voice came faintly from the handset of the mobile phone, "Hello, hello?" What's the matter.

Huang Mao, who was suppressed below and had his mouth sealed with tape, tried his best to utter: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, they don't know what to do to me, call the police for me!"

Unfortunately, no one can understand such a language.

Rong Jing directly pressed the dialog box, and Wu Fuyu, who was being called by his father to meet his uncle, looked at the inexplicably hung up phone, thinking that the other party had pressed the wrong button, and muttered: "Inexplicable." Pressed the wrong button Well, it's boring enough.

Let the yellow hair out now, there are so many guests outside, who knows what this guy will say.

Rong Jing and Gu Xi looked at each other, obviously the previous encounter by the pool made them subconsciously agree that each other was a companion.

They looked at Huang Mao who was lying on the ground at almost the same time, and the two only made eye contact. Gu Xi watched Huang Mao, and Rong Jing followed the memory of the original owner, went to the storage room outside to find hemp rope, and then handed it to Gu Xi. .

Gu Xi looked at the hemp rope in his hand, and wrapped the rope around Huang Mao's chest, then through his hands and buttocks... Halfway through, Huang Mao seemed to realize what Gu Xi was doing, and suddenly began to struggle.

Rong Jing: "..." I don't read much, so don't be an ass on me, this seems to be a binding method to teach Play.

Any Alpha being tied up in this way would feel very insulted, no wonder the expert yellow hair struggled desperately, he had probably never been treated like this in his life.

Gu Xi put his knee against Huang Mao to stop his struggle.

His technique was very unfamiliar at the beginning, but he became proficient later, and finally tied a bow cutely.

Only 5 minutes before and after, the two of them threw the half-naked, plump hairy legs, wearing only socks and shoes, into the compartment. Of course, they poked two holes in the woven bag for breathing .

Gu Xi washed his hands three times, as if he wanted to wash off the Alpha's breath completely and carefully before giving up.

Rong Jing found that the person in front of him seemed to hate Alpha's touch very much. Judging from the way he washed it three times was not enough, if he touched more just now, would he have to wash off his skin?

Rong Jing didn't bother Gu Xi to wash his hands crazily. Gu Xi was also very embarrassed when he came back to his senses. He took back his hands that had been washed into carrots and dried them. The two left the bathroom, avoiding the cameras all the way, and went outside. They could see other people from a distance. The guests outside the gate of the museum left one after another.