he came from the mirror

Chapter 109

Tang Yu fluttered his wings twice, and said with a chuckle: "I've already seen that you're lying, obviously baby, don't be shy, let's have a happy comparison!"

Fang Ziming turned a deaf ear and stretched out his hand. In front of Tang Yu, he plucked a feather from his wing.

Tang Yu: "..."

"emmmmm." Tang Yu's eyebrows twitched, showing a thoughtful expression: "To be honest, I feel a little pain."

Fang Ziming was ready to move: "Really? Then I'll pull out another one."

Tang Yu stood up from the bed without saying a word, and immediately spread his two wings and closed them forward. The young man, who was too late to retreat in the future, was surrounded by the "cage" surrounded by wings.

Fang Ziming was not prepared for this move, and was directly slapped into Tang Yu's arms by this strong force.

Seeing the extraordinary effect, Tang Yu himself seemed quite surprised, and slowly let out a sigh of admiration: "Wow, this skill is quite coquettish."

In the small space surrounded by the wings, Fang Ziming was forced to stick to the tall man, and soon felt that the other put his arms around his waist, lifting him up a few inches.

The feathers of Tang Yu's newborn angel wings were thick and almost airtight, and when they were folded together with a whimper, they also blocked most of the light from the outside.

It's almost like a dark and ambiguous "cubicle".

Fang Ziming had just adjusted to the suddenly darkening environment, when Tang Yu had already lowered his head and pressed it against his forehead. The two seemed to be intimate, so close that they could almost hear each other's increasingly chaotic heartbeats.

Fang Ziming pushed him in a bit of embarrassment: "I've said it several times before, don't always make such strange jokes."

Tang Yu paused when he heard the words, and said mockingly, "Ah, I seem to have forgotten to explain this to you."

"Actually," he leaned down and whispered in the young man's ear in a whispering tone, "From a long time ago, it was no longer just a joke."

Fang Ziming was taken aback: "Ah...?"

The man's fiery breath was blown into his brain along his ear canal, Fang Ziming only felt that his scalp was about to explode, and even his breathing began to become short of breath.

He felt a certain possibility almost instinctively, so he pushed the other person with his hands: "...So what? You want to say that you are finally serious?"

Tang Yu laughed lowly.

"Hey, if I say, I just want to try the use of these wings, will you feel a little bit disappointed?" He smiled, causing his chest to vibrate slightly: "But, to be honest, I didn't Thinking of using this thing, there is such an unexpected surprise.”

Fang Ziming's face was getting hotter and hotter. He tried to break free, but was soon carried back by Tang Yu.

Tang Yu said slowly: "In this situation, it seems that I should say something and then do something."

Fang Ziming's heart skipped a beat: "You—"

Tang Yu didn't wait for him to finish, and said in a low voice, "Excuse me, may I kiss you?"

Of course not!

……Bar?

……perhaps.

...emmmmm, just for a moment?

Fang Ziming was in a complicated mood: "If I say no, will you take the hand on my butt back?"

Tang Yu said honestly, "This may be difficult."

Fang Ziming: "...Then what are you asking me for?"

Tang Yu laughed: "Well, maybe this will make me look more gentlemanly."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again, and surrounded by angel wings, he precisely found Fang Ziming's lips.

Then naturally, the two took a heart-pounding deep kiss.

Fang Ziming tilted his head back slightly while exchanging breath and saliva.

The young man tried his best to keep himself awake, while raising his head and asking the person who was hugging him: "Hey, to be honest, do you like me?"

Tang Yu chased after him with his head, pressed his lips again, and gasped, "Nonsense. Have you ever seen me molesting other people?"

Fang Ziming thought in a daze: It seems that there is really no...

"And, I also know that you also feel that way about me." The man's eyes were full of smiles, he still hugged Fang Ziming, but the wings around him began to slowly open.

Under the sun, Tang Yu hugged Fang Ziming and sat back on the bed.

He controlled the wings to completely stretch out to both sides, as if a handsome god came into the world, and a bit like a flower peacock preparing to court, trying to show his powerful charm to his favorite lover.

Snapped.

Suddenly, two gorgeous white wings appeared on Fang Ziming's back out of thin air, facing Tang Yu's pair far away, as if he wanted to use this to respond to something.

Fang Ziming lowered his eyes and muttered embarrassingly: "Actually, I also have a pair..."

Tang Yu touched his head, smiled lowly and said, "I know."

The two pairs of wings tentatively moved together, rubbing against each other a few times with their wingtips.

Tang Yu raised his hand and wiped away the trace of saliva from the corner of Fang Ziming's mouth with his thumb: "Then, Mr. Fang, would you like to have a love affair with this handsome 'angel' in front of you that doesn't aim to play hooligans?" Woolen cloth?"

Fang Ziming couldn't help laughing: "Oh? Did I get it wrong? Your ultimate goal is not to play hooligans."

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "So you like me playing hooligans more? That's a good idea. In fact, I also think I'm better at this..."

Fang Ziming grabbed his neck, flapped his wings and interrupted him: "What are you better at?"

Tang Yu swallowed the words "hooligan" back, and changed his words with a smile: "Better at being a driver, 26 years of driving experience, the kind that drives 6 robbers."

Fang Ziming rolled his eyes and refused to accept the "old driver"'s teasing.

Tang Yu didn't care at all. He grabbed Fang Ziming and asked politely again: "Honey, can I kiss again?"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: So, apart from increasing shame, does this sentence have any other meaning?

As if knowing what he was slandering, Tang Yu said in a low voice while kissing, "It's meaningless, but I just want to see you flushed with embarrassment. It will make me feel better, and I want it desperately... Hehe ..."

As he spoke, he turned over and completely pushed him into the soft bed.

Then, Fang Ziming couldn't say anything.

And for a long time after that, Mr. Fang will realize that Mr. Tang really did not lie to him.

——This bastard is really good at playing hooligans!

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The two young men had just confide in their hearts, and they drove the car onto the highway unconsciously when they were tired of lingering.

It was five hours later when they finally remembered that they should get out of bed and find something to eat.

Fang Ziming glanced at his phone, then kicked Mr. Tang off the bed.

"I said why I'm so hungry. It turned out that I missed my meal." He sat up with his arms bent and knees propped up, and said weakly, "There are only instant noodles in the kitchen now. Damn, I've been eating instant noodles for three days."

Tang Yu moved her neck lazily, and put the black vest on the ground back on her body: "Then go back to the real world, let's go and have a good meal."

"What to eat?" Fang Ziming pointed to another T-shirt on the ground, and raised his chin at the man: "Excuse me, help me pick up my clothes."

Tang Yu bent down to pick up the white T-shirt, and simply helped Fang Ziming pull it on, and then reached out to stroke the other's hair.

The man said casually: "How about the XO Hotel? I remember that hotel has a pretty big garden restaurant and supports candlelight dinners."

Fang Ziming almost choked on his saliva: XO Hotel is one of the top hotels in City B.

Tang Yu scratched Fang Ziming's chin: "Well, there are also red eggs. I don't know if XO Hotel will make red eggs. Maybe we need to communicate with their manager alone."

Fang Ziming: "Pfft!"

Fang Ziming was really choked this time.

He said in disbelief: "Red... red... what is red?"

"Red eggs." Tang Yu said with a smirk, "Congratulations that I can finally bully you unscrupulously, and also celebrate that you can finally pinch my chest muscles unscrupulously."

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: You don't have to say it so clearly, really! ! !

After deciding on the itinerary, the two immediately left the mirror world and set foot on the land of City B again.

At this time, seven days had passed since the last time they left.

July 7th, China time, at 18:16 pm.

Fang Ziming walked out of the park, looked around for a while, and found that the number of pedestrians around him had more than doubled compared to last time.

"Why are there so many people in City B? Did everyone take advantage of the summer vacation to travel?"

The two looked at each other, and Tang Yu shrugged: "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with us anyway."

"Let's go, go on a date."

But after sitting in the online car-hailing car heading to the city center, Fang Ziming held up his mobile phone that finally had a signal, and after browsing through various social networking sites, he finally confirmed: This matter really has a lot to do with them!

The video of the two angels staged the ultimate battle in the capital of Huaguo had spread like a virus on various well-known websites around the world a week ago, and after seven days of fermentation, the topic did not go silent. Like a drop of water rolling into hot oil, it set off a series of explosive chain reactions around the world.

Fang Ziming held his mobile phone and flipped through it for more than ten minutes, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

Part of this is quite normal, such as—[Do angels and gods really exist in this world? 】【What is the meaning of the mask worn by the battle angel? 】【War of Angels video full slow-motion commentary】.

Then there are technical papers published by experts and scholars—[Is it the end of science, or the sudden rise of theology? 】【Is the battle between angels necessarily related to religious differences? 】.

Other than that, the remaining one-third are all weird topics that make people fight.

【Mom, I'm in love again!Although I don't know what this male friend looks like_(:з)∠_] [No one should stop me from joining the Angel Cult! (PS: Again, it’s not the Birdman Church)] [Start doing good deeds today, can you choose a handsome masked brother to take me to heaven after death? 】【Who has the contact information of Battle Angel?A huge reward is offered, and those who are interested can chat privately. 】【Angel X Birdman, sisters, does anyone eat the cult CP? 】God...angel and birdman?

Could it be that he and Fraki... Mi... Er...

What the hell!

Fang Ziming trembled all over, and pressed the report button on the upper right corner with trembling hands.

The author has something to say:

Chapter [-], I finally let them fall in love [Wipe a handful of bitter tears] [The Civil Affairs Bureau you want] _(:з"∠)_

And, thank you guys for the overlord votes =3=

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Mr. Tang [gentle and courteous]: "May I kiss you?"

Mr. Fang: "Just for a while?"

Old driver Tang [tears off his clothes instantly]: "Then let's do it again——can I [beep] you?"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: "How about being gentle and polite? :)"