In this small world, Lynch and Han Feng traveled all over the country. The couple of gods and fairies were just like this. When Lynch passed away, he also had a satisfied smile on his face.

After waking up from the work cabin, facing the empty surroundings, Lynch's heart was filled with huge emptiness. Last moment, he was fishing with Han Feng on a calm lake. This was the first time he had 'grown' in the small world'

, not anxious, happy and calm, but the next moment I opened my eyes and looked at the transparent work cabin in front of me, the illusion was never so strong.

It seemed as if his life in the small world was just a dream.

Lynch reached out and touched the transparent cabin roof. The cold touch made him slightly stunned. He closed his eyes and Han Feng's face in front of him was so clear.

Han Feng is old, silver threads appear between his black hair, and small wrinkles wrap his sharp eyes, making his gaze even more unfathomable, but whenever he looks at him, it is always so soft, the corners of his lips

His gentle smile was deeply imprinted in his heart.

This is true.

Everything is true.

He has spent a very worthwhile time.

"System, let's go."

He wanted to see him again soon.

The roar of the engine flashed through his ears, and the dust rose up a piece of yellow sand. Lynch walked out of the passage, looking a little dazed. After decades in ancient times, he almost forgot about the appearance of modern society, and the manager around him

People thought he missed his past days on the field and smiled and said, "How is it, are you familiar?"

The sand was thrust, and Lynch held his breath for a moment and said lightly: "I don't remember."

"Haha, you boy," the manager patted his back and looked at the winding track. "Xiao Zhong has two laps left, and it's over soon. You can also glance at it to see if his style fits you.

Eyes.”

"No need to look," Lynch smiled, "I have no choice now."

A water-blue racing car quickly stopped not far away. The racing door opened and the tall figure got out of the car. The golden lightning on the side of the black helmet reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight. Lynch narrowed his eyes.

The manager said, "Here you come, come quickly!" He had already waved his hand and walked forward to the racing car, and excitedly spoke to Zhong Yanzhai who had gotten off the car.

Zhong Yanzhai was wearing a helmet and looked at Lynch not far away without blinking. He had no intention of listening to the manager's words. He walked towards Lynch with great strides, his steps were too fast and dust rose behind him.

The manager behind him said a few times, and he was stunned and forgot to follow him.

Lynch put his hands in his thin jacket, looking at the tall man in front of him calmly, and the corners of his mouth pressed down covered his inner excitement.

A pair of clear and bright eyes stared at Lynch through the black helmet. Lynch did not dodge and looked straight up to meet him. In an instant, an invisible spark flashed in the eyes of the two people. Zhong Yanzhai raised his hand

He took off his helmet and revealed his handsome and unruly face. Sweat flowed from his black, short and hard hair along his forehead to his high nose bridge, "Zhong Yanzhai."

"Lynch." Lynch said softly.

Meeting again, Lynch said silently in his heart.

"Xiao Zhong," the manager reacted and had already run over, laughed excitedly at Zhong Yanzhai, "You two have introduced themselves, can you tell me about it in detail?"

"No need." Zhong Yanzhai lowered the helmet in his hand and raised his hand to untie the gloves. He didn't have enough hands. He lowered his head and pulled the belt hard. His eyes kept staring at Lynch, and after pulling his hand out of the gloves, he directly turned his head and lowered his head.

He pulled out his hand that had been inserted into his jacket pocket.

Lynch only felt Zhong Yanzhai's sharp gaze flashing past him, and his whole body was pulled away with force.

The manager was inexplicably left where he was, stuttered and sniffed the sand and closed his mouth again... Isn't he doing anything?

Zhong Yanzhai took quick steps silently and pulled Lynch all the way to the lounge of the training ground. After entering the lounge, he didn't have time to put down his helmet, so he directly pressed Lynch behind the door, and the metal door made a "bang" sound.

A loud noise.

"Hey," Zhong Yanzhai rolled away his Adam's apple, "Do you like men or women?"

Lynch was silent for a moment and said carelessly: "Just look good."

Zhong Yanzhai smiled, "Do you think I look good?"

Lynch also smiled, his smile casually and weakly, "It's done."

Zhong Yanzhai bowed his head and kissed him hard.

The young man's body is mixed with sweat, dust and gasoline, which is not good, stimulates people's sense of smell, reminds people of speed and power, and is very sexy.

Lynch's arms were vaguely encircled his shoulders, and his fingers were inserted into Zhong Yanzhai's thick short hair. The wet sweat stains stuck to his hands. The memory of this world was as vivid as yesterday.

Lynch, who withdrew from the stadium and became a navigator, the driver of the team he formed was Zhong Yanzhai, the male lead in this world.

Lynch and Zhong Yanzhai in this world are two completely opposite people.

Lynch, who was rude from grassroots, became famous at a young age, failed halfway through the journey, and had gone around in the fame and fortune. He had seen countless men and women of all kinds. His favorite was a beautiful and slender model, a famous wanderer, and the racing car brought him speed

, the preference of off-site lighting media brought him passion.

Zhong Yanzhai, his mother died early, and his father became a monk. Before becoming a racer, he was a well-deserved good student. He was like his hard-educated father and was as vegetarian and abstinent. He was extremely self-disciplined and harsh, and could not bear any sand in his eyes.

After becoming a racer, racing is his lover.

When two people meet together, Mars will naturally collide with the earth.

The two with different personalities quarreled almost every day during the initial running-in stage, and broke out on the verge of a fight. In the end, the two of them gradually got closer and closer without even waiting for a formal game. Before the official start of the game, Lynch

He died unexpectedly during a wild rafting.

He was the prelude to the prelude to the prelude to the king of Zhong Yanzhai, and he left the scene early, leaving only a resting sign.

The fierce kiss made the two of their lips and tongue numb, and the saliva wet their lips, and there was still a trace of it that had not had time to swallow and flowed to their chin. Zhong Yanzhai lowered his head, took Lynch's chin, and looked at Lynch with warm eyes, "It feels like

How about it?"

"Very good," Lynch lowered his hand, pulled the black helmet in Zhong Yanzhai's hand and turned it gently in his hand. A golden lightning flashed by, and he thought casually, "It's worth a shot."

In the bathroom, Zhong Yanzhai's heavy racing suit was loosely disguised on his waist, and the black vest was thrown on the sink, revealing his strong and strong body without any fat, and sweat was flowing on his ivory white skin.

Lynch was lying on the wall, groaning and groaning to endure the pain in his throat.

"Lynch" is a romantic wanderer, and the body copied by the Alliance is not. This is a completely first-time body belonging to an adult male.

Zhong Yanzhai also felt it.

"First time?" Zhong Yanzhai leaned over, kissed Lynch's earlobe lightly, and asked with his earlobe in his mouth.

Lynch chuckled and replied according to his personality in this world: "Yes..." After a brief pause, he added to Zhong Yanzhai's heavy breathing: "For the first time today."

Zhong Yanzhai responded directly with a tough force.

The emotion of pity for the sweet and savage of the jade does not apply to Lynch. This is a man as strong as him, who is as free as a gust of wind that Zhong Yanzhai has never been able to catch in his whole life.

It was such a fierce experience to meet. This was the first time Lynch was. The satisfaction and happiness of being hugged by the people behind him were the best meeting gift. It was so real that Lynch wanted to cry. Lynch responded enthusiastically and unreservedly to Zhong Yanzhai.

.

The sound of inhaling echoed in the quiet bathroom trembling with the eardrums.

The two of them came without preparation when they came, roughly approaching the original, full of unruly enthusiasm.

Lynch was in a state of mind and body. He couldn't help but clench Zhong Yanzhai's arm, and said in a trembling voice in a trembling voice: "...Kiss me..."

Zhong Yanzhai pulled away and turned Lynch over, kissed her face to face, and hugged Lynch head-on again.

When faced with this, the breath of an adult man came to his face, and the smell of hormones overflowed beyond the standard. Lynch couldn't bear it and made a low swallowing sound from his throat. He had difficulty breathing, and his fingers pulled Zhong Yanzhai's short hair with his fingers.

Indulging in the passion like the stadium, Zhong Yanzhai could feel that Lynch was his racing car, the most difficult car to control.

"Hu——" Zhong Yanzhai let out a long breath, and together with the venting, a kiss that penetrated his throat. Lynch was almost disgusted by the kiss. After Zhong Yanzhai's lips left, Lynch recovered and took a deep breath.

In one breath, he leaned his head against the wall and almost forgot who he was.

Zhong Yanzhai lowered his head and pressed back to the back of Lynch's head with one hand. He looked at Lynch's blushing face and blurred eyes, and finally confirmed that everything was back.

Zhong Yanzhai lowered his head and glanced at Lynch, frowned and said, "It's bleeding."

"You are so savage, it would be strange if you don't bleed," Lynch was still trembling, and his mouth was still very hard. "Brother, how long have you been savvy? Is this so anxious?"

Zhong Yanzhai raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm pretty charming, I'm just fine, I don't lack cannons," Lynch said slowly, holding the wall, "I've done it myself, I'll clean it up."

Zhong Yanzhai went over and reached out to pick up the person, pulled the underwear directly for Lynch, "Save it and make a seed."

Lynch leaned on his shoulder weakly and scolded, "How about your fucking sperm have this activity, can you break through the reproductive barrier?"

Zhong Yanzhai buttoned his pants and took a photo of his soft flesh, "I don't look at me, it's mainly about you. If you have this function, you will definitely get pregnant today."

Zhong Yanzhai put on a vest and simply tied the racing suit, "Let's go, I'll help you."

The manager received a call from Zhong Yanzhai saying that the person had gone back. He said with a confused look on his face: "Where are you going back? Are you not satisfied? Xiao Zhong, Lynch is a former profession, he will be your navigator..."

"I'm very satisfied," Zhong Yanzhai stepped on the brakes and said to the Bluetooth headset in his ears, "It's him."

The manager exhaled. Zhong Yanzhai was picky and was very dissatisfied with the previous few navigators who came to interview. Now he finally got it done, "Okay, then do you mean you took away the person?"

"right."

"Okay, communicate well, Lynch has a good temper."

"Um."

Zhong Yanzhai hung up the phone, looked at Lin Qi, who was sleeping unconscious in the passenger seat, and snorted and laughed. He had a good temper. He was fucked hard as soon as he met, and he still had his stuff in it.
To be continued...