[BL]Ban All Singles

Chapter 7

"Then are you a fighter?" Wen Qiuxing asked, "Can I go and see, and I'm sure I won't cause you any confusion."

The youth showed the most obedient expression ever.

It seems difficult for the court to refuse, but he still shook his head: "It's not for you."

"How to say?" Wen Qiu waken up.

"...It's not suitable anyway." Feng Ting persuaded: "If you are bored, you can buy a nutritional cabin, so it's safer to travel."

Although the activity on the Star Online will more or less lose some realism, the court supports the young couple to stay at home.

"Don't do this, open my eyes." Wen Qiuxing poked behind the big brother with his toes and asked.

Feng Ting looked back and glanced at the bold toe: "..."

"Yes." He whispered in a low voice, grabbing the young man's ankle with his backhand, and held it in his palm for a while before letting go.

"Sick." Wen Qiuxing regained his freedom and immediately went to find his hat and mask in his luggage.

Also found Will's one by the way.

After all, he wasn't big enough to go to that dark place with a striking face.

The court defaulted on Wen Qiuxing's approach.

He even found a dull and low-key windbreaker wrapped around the other party, wrapped tightly.

"Enough Will, I don't want a scarf." Wen Qiuxing twitched his mouth and refused.

"I'm just worried about you." Feng Ting approached his little partner. "Hair is a little messy." While the man opened his hat to tidy up, he quietly printed a kiss on the little partner's hair.

Wen Qiuxing was not a dead man, but he didn't say anything.

The stickiness between men will become a joke over time.

Walking out of the quiet and elegant neighborhood, they took a suspended car at the door.

Wen Qiuxing first experienced the experience of sitting in a suspended car, and it was no surprise that he approached the court.

"Have you regretted it?" The court took him by the shoulders. It seemed that as soon as he said yes, he would be sent back immediately and sent him back.

"No." After Wen Qiu wakes up, she pulls away from Will a little distance: "You think too much."

How could he regret it, wishing to go out often.

After the other party left, Feng Ting felt empty in his arms, and looked at his little partner with some loss, his eyes focused.

"Is it difficult to fight?" Wen Qiuxing asked.

He knew that Will went to the fighting field, certainly not for boredom and fun, but just to make money.

As it happens, Will is more than a lack of money.

Wen Qiuxing believed that his skill was okay, and maybe he could also make some quick money by this way.

Feng Ting frowned: "Smell, your idea is very dangerous." He grabbed Wen Qiuxing's palm and squeezed, similar to a warning.

Wen Qiuxing's daring thought, when he arrived at the fighting field, was completely dismissed with a green face.

Nima, it's not people who are fighting here, but...beasts.

The huge Colosseum is full of vocals.

On the high-profile field, a gladiator with a bayonet is playing a fierce-looking beast.