Requesting a novel: The Bad Canary

Introduction

Canary: The second word should be "custom"

The silly daily routine of two 30-year-old retired special forces

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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 luxury cars to this hellish place late at night are either the second generation of rich people or the second generation of powerful people. None of them have ever done the job of waiting on others. 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 feel pity that you are under control, so we can relax with you."

Cen Xuan picked up a pebble and threw it over, "Fuck you."

Mo Jin was hit squarely in the chest and cursed: "Brother Cen is bullying.

"

"I just bully you, what's wrong? "

"I curse you! "Mo Jin is only 22 years old, nearly ten years younger than the others. 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 go home and you won’t be able to get out of bed for a week! "

As soon as these words came out, there was only the sound of crackling firewood all around. Xu Kaifeng shook his head, Zhao Shu bumped Mo Jin's elbow, and a few seconds later Cen Yu snorted and said again. He took a 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. You will eat it later and take a rest. Let's set off on time at 11:30." This time Brother Cen is here to kill Yuan Fei and his gang. ”

The little episode was quickly bypassed. 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 all got out of the car. He took off the equipment and placed them all over the place beside the campfire.

They were all standard-issue guns, obtained through special means, but the bullets were all blanks for training.

< p>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 it took him a long time to load it, so he walked over and took a picture. He patted Mo Jin on the back of the head and said, “Please. "

Mo Jin glared at him: "Get out! "

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 thank you. 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. He got into the tent at almost 11 o'clock and came out dressed in camouflage.

Zhao Shu gave him a thumbs up. :"handsome! ”

Qufengshan is more than 200 kilometers away from the city. It has not been developed much, but it is now bustling. The two groups of well-fed second generation ancestors are going to have a shootout here. The leader of Cen Xuan’s side It's Xu Kaifeng. 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 developer.

Xu Kaifeng didn't tell Yuan Long about this time before. As soon as the two groups of people met, Yuan Long's face darkened when he saw Cen Xuan: "Why are you here? "

"I can't come? "Cen Xuan leaned against the car with his hands folded, raised his eyelids slightly, and seemed to be smiling.

"CAO! Yuan Long turned to Xu Kaifeng: "Why didn't you tell him earlier that he was here?" You fucking tricked me on purpose, right?

Xu Kaifeng smiled and said nothing, but Mo 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, nodded at Cen Xuan from a distance, and left angrily.

Go back to Xu Kaifeng and Yuan Long for a shootout. If they want to decide the winner , it will take at least two hours. This time, 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, Yuan Long was killed. A cloud of colorful smoke came out of the 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 fun yet!" "

Zhao Shu clicked his tongue and laughed: "I won't play with Cen'er next time. "

There was a light rain when the fight just started, but it had stopped by now. When everyone came out of the woods with guns on their backs, their camouflage was all wet. Cen Xuan sneezed several times in succession and sat down by the campfire. He was lost in thought while warming himself by the fire.

It was a cold day, and his 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 all the way from his throat to his stomach, and his body warmed up a lot. Cen Xuan came back to his senses and said, "Recalling 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." "

"Too lazy to move. "Cen Xuan straightened his legs and said, "It can be dried. "

The roar of several engines came from the mountains, and Mo Jin asked: "Yuan Fei and the others won't stay here tonight? "

"Where can I live if I lose? Xing Jia said: "Go back and hug your little lover." "

Cen Xuan did not join them in making jokes. After yawning a few times, 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 drunk. "

"Don't let go! "Cen Xuan was slightly drunk, and his tone became childish: "If you want to drink, no one can stop me. ”

Xu Kaifeng gave him a hand and wanted to take the bottle from his hand, but he refused to give it to him, pushed Xu Kaifeng away and walked towards his tent.

Zhao Shu 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 killed. "

"Brother Cen only has this little potential. 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." If I were Brother Cen, I would have broken up with Jiang Yuheng long ago. What is the meaning of life if you are being controlled all day long? ”

“You are still young. Xu Kaifeng said: "I just don't understand."

"

Mo Jin pursed his lips and whispered to himself: "Is there anything you don't understand? ”

But not long after, just when everyone had had enough rest and got up to go back to their tents, a sound suddenly came from far and near in the night sky.

Thud, thud, thud.< /p>

The surrounding branches swayed, and the bonfire also swayed.

Mo Jin looked up for two seconds, "Helicopter? Why did a helicopter suddenly arrive? "

Xu Kaifeng's face was 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. and 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 eyebrows. He glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Where is Cen Xuan? ”

Chapter 02

Probably because he caught a cold after being exposed to the wind and rain, and because he drank too much wine, Cen Xuan felt uncomfortable. He lay in the tent in a daze, his legs and feet It was 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, so he hesitated for a while. , just ignore it and go to sleep.

Anyway, Jiang Yuheng will not be back for a few days. Just catch a cold and just take a few injections.

He fell asleep. When he heard the commotion 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 was quiet again, leaving only the familiar. Footsteps.

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. Xu 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 solemn, his brows slightly furrowed, and he pulled the hood of the sleeping bag and covered his entire face. He was not happy anymore, shook his head and tried to push it away, and his throat made a sound. With a whining sound, he was slapped on the butt. His tailbone was numb, and he regained some consciousness.

Jiang Yuheng's slap was very hard. If there was no sleeping bag to block it, Cen Xuanjiu was half awake and didn't dare to move. It wasn't until he was picked up with his sleeping bag that he asked out of breath, "Why are you back?" "

Jiang Yuheng ignored him, carried him out of the tent with a livid face, opened the car door and threw him into the passenger seat, got into the driver's seat, started the engine, and left Mo Jin and others standing at the campfire. Next.

Mo Jin was stunned for a few seconds: "Brother Cen was taken away now? Jiang Yuheng is too domineering! "

"How about you drive and snatch him back? Xing Jiadao: "Anyway, Jiang Yuheng drives slowly, you can still keep up now." "

Mo Jin shook his head fiercely: "Let me go. I dare to offend Brother Cen, but I dare not offend Brother Cen's lover. ”

As the silver supercar drove through the forest, Jiang Yuheng didn’t say a word to Cen Xuan.

Cen Xuan didn’t say anything either. He huddled in his seat and stared at his man’s tightness. The chin line of his mouth tightened, his heart beat faster, and a voice echoed in his head - Look, you made him angry again.

Are you scared?

So scared!

More than 200 kilometers away, even on the highway, Jiang Yuheng controlled the speed. Cen Xuan looked at him sideways and finally couldn't help it: "Are you driving Didi to pick up passengers? ”

“Confiscated. "Jiang Yuheng's tone was calm. Cen Xuan became anxious upon hearing this and sat 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 right now. "

"You'd better take care of me now, I..." Cen Yu struggled to twist, but couldn't get his hands out of the sleeping bag, "I'm CAO. ”

Jiang Yuheng glanced sideways at him and raised his hand to pull down the zipper on the left side of the sleeping bag 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 patted his cheek gently: "You have to kneel on the keyboard all night when you get home, don't you want to catch up on some sleep now? ”

Cen Xuan retracted, leaned on the seat, adjusted his sitting posture, and soon fell asleep under the threat of kneeling on the keyboard. Jiang Yuheng pulled the zipper of the sleeping bag back, and there was no anger in his eyes. , with only a little helplessness and love in his eyes.

When he got home, Jiang Yuheng saw that he was not awake, and he was very light when he picked him up. He shivered, and Jiang Yuheng asked: "Leng." ? ”

“A little bit. "He fell asleep in a daze and wanted to hug Jiang Yuheng, but the sleeping bag was too much in the way. His hands and feet were trapped. As he struggled, he felt like a snake that had not yet transformed into a human body.

Think like this As he looked, he suddenly wanted to laugh, the corners of his lips raised, and a cold voice came from above his head: "Still laughing? "

"Oh, no laughing. " He pretended to be obedient and pursed his lips. The alcohol was over and he woke up from his drowsiness. He rubbed the tip of his nose in Jiang Yuheng's arms and begged for mercy in advance: "I was wrong. "

Jiang Yuheng put in a pool of hot water and put Cen Xuan in. Cen Xuan hummed twice in comfort, and his calf was caught. Jiang Yuheng squeezed it gently and said: "Does it hurt? ? ”

“It doesn’t hurt.

”

“Talking back? "

"It hurts. "Cen Xuan pulled his calf back and rubbed it, "It's not painful, it's just a little uncomfortable after being exposed to the rain. "

Jiang Yuheng looked at him for a while. He grabbed Jiang Yuheng's trousers and made a pool of water stains. He raised his head and asked, "Do you really want to deal with me?" "

When Jiang Yuheng was not smiling, his handsome features were extremely majestic. 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, Mr. 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 saw Jiang Yuheng sitting in the living room. On the sofa.

On the coffee table next to the sofa were warm water and medicine.

Jiang Yuheng looked at the water cup and said, "Come here and take the medicine. ”

Cen Xuan walked over, swallowed the capsules and pills together, and then squatted in front of Jiang Yuheng, ready to admit his mistake, but he did not have the panic or timidity of the wrongdoer.

He was nervous. He opened his arms, put his arms around Jiang Yuheng's waist, and rested his head on his lap, "I was wrong. "

The tone is 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 and said, "I told you that I was staying at the bookstore this afternoon. In fact, I just came back and drove away at that time. "

Jiang Yuheng pinched his chin: "You still don't answer my calls. "

"Huh? when? I didn't hear it. "

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 blew his hair dry, then took off his pajamas and checked his legs. Cen Xuan was dishonest. 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 Xue, hard, so as not to forget it.

< p>Even now, he still wants to drag 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 for 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 is like needle pricks.

Cen Xuan felt so comfortable that he straightened his hips forward and eagerly handed it to Jiang Yuheng. He couldn't help but moan in his throat. Jiang Yuheng worked from top to bottom, scratching the swollen meridians with lightly trimmed nails. Cen Xuan reached out his hands from the quilt, put his arms around Jiang Yuheng's neck, and licked his earlobe: "Brother Heng, hurry up."

"Have you forgotten what happened last night? How dare you Make a request to me." Although the words sounded cold, Jiang Yuheng had a smile on his face, and his finger movements gradually accelerated. When the thing in his hand was shaking and leaking liquid, he took the bedside table. Use the paper towel on the table to help Cen Xuan wipe it clean.

Unexpectedly, after enjoying it, Cen Xuan turned over, lay on the bed, stuck out his butt, and looked at him through half-squinted eyes.

The meaning couldn't be more 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, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yuheng's fingers did not reach into his buttocks, but 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.