Introduction
Canary: The second word should be "custom"
The silly daily routine of two 30-year-old retired special forces
p>We were once friends who grew up together
We were also comrades who fought side by side
Now we are enemies who fight and fight
Disobedient Being punished every day × fake violence really hurts my wife
Chapter 01
In early winter, it was completely dark before 7 o'clock. Several luxury cars drove past the sharp curves of Qufeng Mountain, and the music and whistles almost broke the wet and cold air in the forest.
The first car was a silver-white supercar. The man sitting in the driver's seat had a clear and beautiful face, with deep and lively eyes. The lines of his chin and the bridge of his nose were not sharp, but they had a sense of strength. The corners of his eyes are slightly drooped, but his eyebrows are very heroic.
The corner of his lips raised upward, evil and childish coexisted. When he passed the last more dangerous bend, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said casually: "Follow me, I'll go there first." ."
As he stepped on the accelerator, the engine and wheels roared into the sky and flew into the thick darkness.
The intercom was full of laughter and curses. He was about to turn it off when a voice suddenly broke in: "Cen'er, just take it easy and watch the road carefully. Don't bump into anything." Jiang Yuheng has to tear us apart."
"Are you afraid of him?" Cen Xuan snorted, with a hint of laughter in his tone."
"Tsk, I'm just fucking worried about you, you're such an ignorant person." Xu Kaifeng was at the end of the team, "You came out with us, and he hasn't checked the post yet?"
"What the hell are you checking? , I'm not afraid of him. Besides, he's on a business trip, and he won't be back for the next two days. Let's go have some fun tonight."
"Zhao Shu? There."
Cen Xuan turned off the intercom, turned up the music, and started humming along happily.
The cell phone beside him was placed upside down on the passenger seat, buzzing, but Cen Xuan didn't notice it at all. After driving into a section of flat land, he lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He slid down the window to get some air. He shrank his neck due to the cold wind and quickly closed it. Thinking of what Xu Kaifeng had just said, he laughed to himself and said to himself: "I'm here again." Don’t be afraid of him.”
Eight luxury cars were parked at the camp in Qufengshan Valley, three of them were supercars. Xu Kaifeng and Xing Jia were busy setting up tents and lighting bonfires. Cen Xuan was lazy and concentrated in the car for a while. Now he felt sleepy and lay down in the car to catch up on his sleep.
The people who drive expensive cars to this hellish place late at night are either rich or powerful people, and none of them have ever done the work of waiting on people. Cen Xuan refused to get out of the car and was as lazy as an uncle. The other dudes, who were shivering from the cold, refused to agree. Mo Jin ran over and knocked on the car door: "Brother Cen, come out, everyone is getting off the car."
Cen Xuan half-opened his eyes, turned over and continued to sleep.
“Yo!” Mo Jin kicked the door: “If you don’t come out, the food will be ready!”
“The food is cooked, the wine is poured, and the tent is put up. Come and call me again." Cen Xuan said lazily and yawned without looking at Mo Jin.
"What the hell..." Mo Jin gave him the middle finger: "What the hell are you, Lafayette!"
"Forget it, don't mess with him." Xu Kaifeng waved: " Come back and let him rest for a while. Anyway, he’s the best one to make a fire.”
“No.” Mo Jin said, “Brother Xu, are we going to spoil him like this?”
"What if?" Xu Kaifeng was the oldest among the group and relatively mature: "When we play with Yuan Fei and the others later, we will point at him and fight one against ten."
< p>Mo Jin scratched his hair: "That's right, brother Cen is only good at marksmanship."Zhao Shu took two bottles of wine from the car and said with a smile: "Cen'er can't fight. Awesome? Aren't you good at racing?"
Everyone laughed, and Xing Jia said: "It's useless to be controlled no matter how powerful you are."
Xu Kaifeng said: "You can't say that. Listen, otherwise he will definitely make trouble with you."
Xing Jia trembled deliberately: "I can't bear it anymore, Brother Cen should go home and make trouble."
One. Hours later, a group of dandy men who were still waiting at home made a fire and roasted the meat. Then Cen Xuan got out of the car wrapped like a rice dumpling. The long and bloated down jacket reached to his calves, and he wore thick cowhide on his feet. The boots made a clicking sound when stepping on the thick dead leaves.
Xu Kaifeng waved to him while holding up the roasted mutton. He licked the corners of his lips and opened his half-closed eyes a little wider. He staggered towards the bonfire, staring in confusion. He looked like he hadn't woken up from sleep.
Zhao Shu poured him a glass of wine: "Hey, aren't you clamoring for a drink? Come on, I can't drink at home, I've had enough for today."
Xu Kaifeng blocked it After a while, "Let's eat something first to fill our stomach."
Cen Xuan took a deep breath, and his drowsiness was finally driven away by the smell of barbecue. He stretched out his long legs and sat down, taking in the meat and wine. He stood up and said with a smile: "You have a filial piety."
Mo Jin smiled across the bonfire: "We pity you for being under control, and let us have some fun with you."
Cen He picked up a pebble and threw it over, "Fuck you."
Mo Jin was hit squarely in the chest and cursed: "Brother Cen is bullying."
" Just bullying you, what's wrong?"
"I curse you!" Mo Jin is only 22 years old, almost ten years younger than the others, and he likes to talk back to Cen Xuan. Cen Xuan took a sip of wine and raised his eyes: "Why are you cursing me?"
"Curse you to be cleaned up by someone named Jiang when you get home so that you can't get out of bed for a week!"
This is As soon as the words came out, there was only the crackling sound of firewood being burned all around. Xu Kaifeng shook his head, Zhao Shu bumped Mo Jin's elbow, and a few seconds later Cen Xuan laughed and took another sip: "I'm afraid of him?"
"Brother Cen is not afraid of anyone." Xing Jia stood up to smooth things over and threw some charcoal into the fire: "Eat quickly, but don't eat too much. We will eat it later and take a rest. Let's set off on time at 11:30. Brother Cen is here this time, fuck him Yuan Fei and his gang."
The incident was quickly bypassed, and Cen Xuan didn't really get angry and went down the ladder. A group of people ate and drank until 10 o'clock. They were all a little excited after drinking. They took off their equipment from the car and placed it all over the place beside the bonfire.
They are all standard real guns, obtained through special channels, but the bullets are all blanks for training.
Cen Xuan loaded the gun carelessly, and with a few clicks, a pile of black parts turned into an assault rifle. Mo Jin followed his example and didn't pretend for a long time. He walked over and patted the back of Mo Jin's head, "Please."
Mo Jin glared at him: "Get out!"
p>He smiled again, took the parts from Mo Jin's hand, disassembled and assembled them, and in less than 10 seconds, he threw the assembled rifle into Mo Jin's arms and raised an eyebrow: "No thanks, Brother Cen? "
Mo Jin rolled his eyes at him and said reluctantly: "Thank you, Brother Cen."
Cen Xuan walked around the campfire with his hands behind his back, like a commander inspecting his soldiers, hurrying to 11. At some point, he got into the tent and came out dressed in camouflage.
Zhao Shu gave him a thumbs up: "Handsome!"
Qufengshan is more than 200 kilometers away from the city and has not been developed much. However, it became lively at this time, and the two groups were full. The second-generation ancestor of Cen Yue is going to have a shootout here. The leader on Cen Xuan's side is Xu Kaifeng, and the leader on the other side is Yuan Long. His name sounds like a black boss, but he is actually a fat second-generation real estate rich man.
Xu Kaifeng did not tell Yuan Long before that Cen Xuan was here this time. When the two groups met, Yuan Long's face darkened when he saw Cen Xiao: "Why are you here?"
" I can't come?" Cen Xuan leaned against the car with his hands on his hands, slightly raising his eyelids, half-smiling.
"CAO!" Yuan Long turned to Xu Kaifeng: "Why didn't you tell him earlier? Are you fucking trying to trick me, right?"
Xu Kaifeng smiled but said nothing. Jin sneered: "If you can't afford it, don't play. There are 15 of you and 15 of us. Why, having Brother Cen counts as cheating?"
Yuan Long glared at Mo Jin and nodded again. Cen Xuan left angrily.
Going back to the shootout between Xu Kaifeng and Yuan Long, it would take at least two hours to decide the winner. This time it was good, the fight started at 11:30, and before 12 o'clock, most of Yuan Long's people were killed by Cen Xuan.
At 12:10, a cloud of colorful smoke came out of Yuan Long’s helmet. Cen Xuan pulled out the magazine, pulled over the intercom and said, "All done."
"I'm CAO!" Mo Jin threw away his helmet: "I haven't had enough!"
Zhao Shu clicked his tongue and laughed: "I won't take Cen'er to play next time."
There was a light rain when the fight first started, but it had stopped by now. When everyone came out of the woods with guns on their backs, all in camouflage. Wet. Cen Xuan sneezed several times in succession and sat beside the campfire, warming himself up while lost in thought.
It was a cold day, I was caught in the rain, and my leg joints seemed to hurt again.
Xu Kaifeng bumped into him and handed him a glass of wine: "What are you thinking about?"
The wine burned from his throat to his stomach. His body warmed up a lot, and Cen Xuan came back to his senses. : "Reminiscing about the glorious past."
"Just be poor." Xu Kaifeng found a blanket and put it on him: "Go and change your clothes to avoid catching a cold."
< p>"Too lazy to move." Cen Xuan stretched his legs and said, "It can be dried."A few engine roars came from the mountains, and Mo Jin asked: "Aren't Yuan Fei and the others staying here tonight? "
"Why live here if we lose?" After yawning, he stood up unsteadily, still holding a half-empty bottle of wine in his hand, "I'm going to bed."
Zhao Shu said: "Put down the wine. Don't get sick from drinking."
"Don't let me go!" Cen Xuan was slightly drunk, and his tone became childish: "If you want to drink, no one can stop me."
Xu Kaifeng helped him and wanted to drink from him. He took the wine bottle in his hand, but he held it in his hand and pushed Xu Kaifeng away and walked towards his tent.
Zhao Shu and Xu Kaifeng looked at each other and had no choice but to let him go. Mo Jin looked at the tent and asked in a low voice: "Brother Cen, if Jiang Yuheng sees him like this..."
Xing Jia said: "I'll probably get him killed."
"Brother Cen is only good at this." Mo Jin stretched out: "I usually stay at home like a canary, but Jiang Yuheng only dares to come out to play when he is on a business trip. Hey, I wish I were Brother Cen. , I broke up with Jiang Yuheng a long time ago. What’s the point of being controlled all day long?”
“You are still young,” Xu Kaifeng said, “You just don’t understand.”
Mo Jin pursed his lips and whispered to himself: "What don't you understand?"
But not long after, just when everyone had had enough rest and got up and went back to their tents, there was suddenly a distant sound in the night sky. Nearby sounds.
Chug, chugging, chugging.
The surrounding branches swayed, and the bonfire also swayed.
Mo Jin looked up for two seconds, "Helicopter? Why did the helicopter suddenly come?"
Xu Kaifeng looked a little ugly: "It can't be..."
The helicopter hovered ten meters above the ground, a long rope was thrown down, and a figure flashed out of the hatch and slid down.
After he landed, the helicopter turned around and left.
Mo Jin looked at the person with dumbfounded eyes, "Jiang... Jiang... Jiang..."
Jiang Yuheng was wearing a black coat and took off his leather gloves as he walked. The firelight reflected on his cold and sharp brows. He glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Where is Cen Xuan?"
Chapter 02
Probably due to the wind and rain. Cen Xuan felt uncomfortable due to the cold and too much alcohol. He lay in the tent in a daze, his legs and feet were numb and painful. Although it was not serious, it was still uncomfortable.
He huddled in his sleeping bag. Most of his clothes were dry, but some places were still wet. He wanted to change but was too lazy to do so. After hesitating for a while, he just ignored it and fell asleep.
Anyway, Jiang Yuheng will not be back for a few days. If you have a cold, just catch it. A few injections will be enough.
When he was in a daze, he heard the noise outside. He turned over and wrapped himself tighter. The sleeping bag covered his ears, covering the back of his head and half of his face.
The world is quiet again, only the familiar footsteps are left.
He thought he was asleep and dreaming, otherwise how could he hear Jiang Yuheng's footsteps.
The tent door was opened, and a cold air poured in. Cen Xuan huddled up and noticed someone holding down his sleeping bag.
"What are you doing?" He turned around, squinted at the person squatting in front of him, and said blankly: "Brother Heng?"
Jiang Yuheng's face was serious, his eyebrows were raised. Frowning slightly, he pulled the hood of the sleeping bag and covered his entire face. He was not happy anymore and shook his head trying to push it away. His throat made a whining sound, but unexpectedly he received a slap on his butt. His tailbone went numb, and then he regained some consciousness.
Jiang Yuheng’s slap was very hard. If it were not blocked by a sleeping bag, it would leave red marks on the skin. Cen Xuanjiu was half awake and did not dare to move. It was not until he was picked up with his sleeping bag that he asked out of breath, "Why are you back?"
Jiang Yuheng ignored him and looked livid. Face carried him out of the tent, opened the car door and threw him into the passenger seat. He got into the driver's seat and started the engine, leaving Mo Jin and others standing by the campfire.
Mo Jin was stunned for a few seconds: "Brother Cen was taken away now? Jiang Yuheng is too domineering!"
"How about you drive him back? ?” "We are in love."
As the silver supercar drove through the forest, Jiang Yuheng didn't say a word to Cen Xuan.
Cen Xuan didn’t say anything. He huddled in his seat and glanced at his man’s tight jawline. His heartbeat gradually increased, and a voice rang in his head - look, look, you’ve made him angry again. .
Are you afraid?
How scary!
For more than 200 kilometers, Jiang Yuheng controlled the speed even on the expressway. Cen Xuan looked at him sideways, and finally couldn't hold it back: "Are you driving Didi to pick up customers?"
"Confiscated." Jiang Yuheng's tone was calm, and Cen Xuan became anxious when he heard it. Sit up straight: "No!"
"Sit tight. If your skin is itchy, rub it on the seat first. I don't have time to deal with you now."
"You'd better Take care of me now, I..." Cen Xuan struggled to get his hands out of the sleeping bag, "I'm CAO."
Jiang Yuheng glanced at him and raised his hand to pull the left side of the sleeping bag. The zipper went down a few centimeters. Cen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly approached Jiang Yuheng, but his face was blocked by his palm. Jiang Yuheng didn't use much force and lightly slapped his cheek: "You have to kneel on the keyboard all night when you get home. Don't you want to catch up on your sleep now?"
Cen Xuan retracted, leaned on the seat, and adjusted Sitting, it didn’t take long before I fell asleep under the threat of kneeling on the keyboard. Jiang Yuheng pulled back the zipper of his sleeping bag. There was no anger in his eyes, only a little helplessness and deep love in his eyes.
When he got home, Jiang Yuheng saw that he was not awake. When he picked him up, he was very light and he shivered. Jiang Yuheng asked: "Cold?"
"A little bit ." He fell into a daze and wanted to hug Jiang Yuheng, but the sleeping bag was too much in the way, and his hands and feet were trapped. As he struggled, he felt like a snake that had not yet transformed into a human body.
Thinking about this, I suddenly wanted to laugh. The corners of my lips raised, and a cold voice came from my head: "Still laughing?"
"Oh, no laughing. "He pretended to be obedient and pursed his lips. He was over the wine and woke up from his drowsiness. He rubbed the tip of his nose in Jiang Yuheng's arms and begged for mercy in advance.
Jiang Yuheng put in a pool of hot water and put Cen Xuan in it. Cen Xuan grunted twice in comfort, and his calf was grabbed. Jiang Yuheng squeezed it gently: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Stay tough?"
"It hurts." Cen Xuan pulled his calf back and rubbed it, "It's not painful, just a little uncomfortable after being exposed to the rain."
Jiang Yuheng looked at him for a while, and he grabbed Jiang Yuheng's trousers. , made a puddle of water stains, raised his head and asked: "Are you really going to deal with me?"
When Jiang Yuheng was not smiling, his handsome features were extremely majestic, and he reached out and patted his head. : "What do you think?"
Cen Xuan said "Hey", leaned against the wall of the bathtub, put his hands on the edge of the tub, and put his left leg on it, and said lazily: "Just clean it up. Master Cen can bear it."
Jiang Yuheng left him alone in the bathroom, found clean pajamas and put them on the counter. He soaked for more than ten minutes, got up and got dressed, and met Jiang. Yuheng sat on the sofa in the living room.
There is warm water and medicine on the coffee table next to the sofa.
Jiang Yuheng looked up at the water cup: "Come here and take the medicine."
Cen Xuan walked over, swallowed the capsule and pills together, and then squatted in front of Jiang Yuheng, Ready to admit his mistake, but without any fear or timidity of the one who made the mistake.
He opened his arms, put his arms around Jiang Yuheng's waist, and rested his head on his lap, "I was wrong."
The tone was no different from "Hello".
Jiang Yuheng asked: "What's wrong?"
"I shouldn't have carried you to Qufengshan for racing, I shouldn't have drank so much, and I shouldn't have played gunfights in the rain. ."
"What else?"
"I shouldn't have lied to you." Cen Xuan raised his head, "I told you that I was staying at the bookstore this afternoon. In fact, I was just there at that time. Come back and drive away."
Jiang Yuheng pinched his chin: "Why didn't you answer my call?"
"Huh? .
"
Jiang Yuheng's eyes became colder and he wanted to pull him up. As soon as he changed his position, his sore and swollen calves were weak and he couldn't hold himself steady, so he knelt down.
Knees He hissed when he hit the carpet, but he didn't feel much pain.
A hint of heartache flashed in Jiang Yuheng's eyes, but he said: "It's not the Spring Festival yet, so why don't you call me daddy?" There is no lucky money. ”
“Didn’t Dad just scream when he was in bed? "Cen Xuan simply knelt down on the carpet and put his hands on Jiang Yuheng's knees: "Look at how self-conscious I am, I'll kneel down before you even let me. "
Jiang Yuheng bent down and picked him up. He chuckled twice, "Aren't you going to kneel on the keyboard all night? Is this clear? "
"Shut up, you. "The bedroom is on the second floor. Jiang Yuheng straightened the quilt, touched his forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, then turned and walked towards the door.
Cen Xuan: "Where are you going? Don't you want to deal with me? "
"Take a bath. Jiang Yuheng half-turned his face and said, "I'll take care of you after I wash it off." ”
Cen Xuan was wrapped in the quilt and laughed.
Afterwards, Jiang Yuheng dried his hair and took off his pajamas to check his legs. Cen Xuan was not honest. He stepped between Jiang Yuheng's legs. Jiang Yuheng slapped him open. He said "ouch" and rubbed his toes: "I have taken off my pants, so you just check my legs?" ”
“What else does the big man who picks his feet want? ”
Cen Xuan rushed over, rode on Jiang Yuheng’s waist, and rubbed his crotch, “The big foot-picking guy wants you to deal with him.” "
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Jiang Yuheng pinched Cen Xuan's butt, turned over and pressed him on the bed, and kissed him on the forehead: "Sleep. ”
After saying that, he turned off the bedside lamp and hugged Cen Xuan into his arms.
After playing outside for a day, racing cars and playing with guns, Cen Xuan was already a little tired. , leaning in a familiar embrace, with a familiar smell in his breath, he fell asleep not long after closing his eyes.
Jiang Yuheng did not fall asleep, thinking of Cen Yu and Xu Kaifeng's gang playing mountain racing. , he was still shooting in the forest in the rain, feeling angry and scared.
Just now he really wanted to beat Cen Xuan hard, so as not to forget it.
< p>Even now, he still wants to pull this disobedient guy up and give him a slap.Cen Xuan is very honest when sleeping alone and can sleep in one position until dawn, but he becomes restless when there are people around him. He wanted to be in Jiang Yuheng's arms, his hands were wrapped around Jiang Yuheng's waist, and his legs were hung on Jiang Yuheng's body after a while. After a while, he turned over, and most of his body was pressed against Jiang Yuheng, feeling warm. Jiang Yuheng's breath spread on Jiang Yuheng's neck and he let him press him until he was numb.
Cen Xuan grunted.
Jiang Yuheng did not fall asleep until dawn. It was almost time, so he got up to wash up. When he came back to change clothes, he saw Cen Xuan lying on the place where he had slept, with his legs exposed. He came out and rubbed himself with the quilt.
He sat on the edge of the bed, brushed Cen Xuan's forehead, and asked with a soft smile: "Are you dreaming? ”
Cen Yu was half asleep, without opening his eyes. He just felt something in the morning, and there was Jiang Yuheng’s smell and body temperature on the quilt. He smelled it and instinctively rubbed it.
Jiang Yuheng lifted up a corner of the quilt, reached in, and rubbed the semi-hard object through the fabric. Cen Yue let out a low groan, then opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuheng sleepily: "You. Fuck me again..."
Jiang Yuheng covered him and kissed him while soothing his desire to get up in the morning. The calluses formed by handling guns for a long time in the special forces in his early years have not gone away. The stimulation brought to the sensitive tip was like a needle prick. Cen Xuan pushed his hips forward in comfort and eagerly put it into Jiang Yuheng's hand. Jiang Yuheng couldn't help but moan from the top. His lightly trimmed nails scratched the swollen meridians. Cen Xuan reached out his hands from the quilt, wrapped his arms around Jiang Yuheng's neck, and licked the other person's earlobe: "Brother Heng, hurry up. "
"Forgot what happened last night? You dare to make demands of me. "Although the words sounded cold, Jiang Yuheng had a smile on his face, and the movements of his fingers gradually accelerated. When the thing in his hand trembled and leaked liquid, he took the tissue on the bedside table and helped. Cen Xuan wiped it clean.
Unexpectedly, after enjoying it, Cen Xuan turned over, stretched out his buttocks on the bed, and looked at him with half-squinted eyes.
That's why. It's obvious.
Jiang Yuheng leaned down pretending not to understand, and said in a seductive voice: "What do you want to do?"
Cen Xuan's voice was a little hoarse: "I want it later too."< /p>
"Don't be ashamed." Jiang Yuheng hooked his index finger on his pajamas, half of his buttocks exposed to the air. He twisted his waist. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuheng's fingers did not reach into his buttocks. Instead, he slapped his right butt hard, and the "pop" sound was very clear and loud.
It hurts!
The pain made his back tighten and his thighs and buttocks pinched.
Jiang Yuheng pulled up his pants and covered him with a quilt, without even coaxing him, and left under his aggrieved eyes.
However, he did not feel aggrieved for long. After feeling comfortable, he felt sleepy again. He went back to sleep and woke up again at noon. Jiang Yuheng was not here, and there were many unread messages on his phone. One of them was left by Jiang Yuheng: You are not allowed to go out for these two days. You must stay at home. If you make a mistake again, you will be kneeling on the keyboard.
Cen Xuan threw away the phone and fell back on the bed to roll around, thinking that this stupid man would come back to check his post on a business trip. After checking, he gave him a dick, and the corners of his lips I couldn't help but move upward.
I vaguely remember that Jiang Yuheng scratched the soles of his feet before tucking him in.