Chapter 422: Song Lele is an untamable wild horse

Chapter 422 Song Lele is an untamable wild horse

In the small room, Jing Fei was sweating profusely and lying on Song Lele's small bed, Song Lele lying on him was also sweating all over his body, the two of them were like they had just taken a cold shower, and in addition to the wheezing sound of the two people who had not yet calmed down, there was also a strange smell in the air......

"Song Lele, can we be gentle in the future, what do you want to say directly, can we stop pointing a pistol at me, do you know that I was almost scared of incontinence just now?" Jing Fei moved and leaned against the head of the bed, and at the same time patted Song Lele's stiff buttocks very dissatisfied. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Hmph-" Song Lele rolled his eyes very weakly, and then continued to lie on his stomach softly, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move.

Jing Fei is also tired, although he and Song Lele have only been tossing for less than an hour just now, but this hour is more tiring than the usual three or five hours of tossing with others, this is not because Song Lele is too fierce in this regard.

In fact, Song Lele is still a fledgling for the things between men and women, although he rolled into the same bed with Jing Fei twice, he is definitely not well versed.

But Song Lele is different from other women, Jing Fei and many women go to bed and have bed, no matter what kind of woman is not obedient to be cleaned up by herself in the end, no matter how arrogant and domineering it is, it is useless, in Jing Fei's heart, this sport in bed is definitely a man's sport, women only need to bear and enjoy, but Song Lele can't, this woman is like an untamable wild leopard who has been fighting for the initiative, even if the pistol was thrown out by Jing Fei later, this woman still refused to admit defeat.

This is a bed exercise, it is simply a real war.

For more than half an hour, Jing Fei and Song Lele will be fighting for the initiative, especially Song Lele, who has been tossed by Jing Fei many times, but he doesn't know where the strength and strength come from, just like a group of wild horses, until the last moment, both of them lay on the bed and did not move, and Jing Fei failed to tame this untamable wild horse.

What a failure.

Jing Fei was depressed.

Rolling the sheets with Song Lele is even more tiring than a real war, the key is that Jing Fei didn't dare to really be ruthless, for fear that if he hurt Song Lele, especially when he thought that he might have to continue this "tiring" war with Song Lele in the future, Jing Fei couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, tired is tiring, but there was a different kind of stimulation, Song Lele's wildness also made Jing Fei feel a special sense of stimulation and release.

"Where's my gun?"

When Jing Fei's heart was aching and happy, Song Lele on his body suddenly raised his head, looked around, and a sentence came out of his mouth.

"Huh?" Jing Fei raised his head in a daze.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, tell me, where did you throw my pistol?" Song Lele glared, climbed Jing Fei's chest and sat up straight, a pair of exaggerated murder weapons on his chest trembled violently with this action, Jing Fei subconsciously swallowed and spat at the mouth, just now he was only competing with Song Lele for the initiative, who is the king in bed, he didn't enjoy this pair of murder weapons, it was really a failure.

"What are you seeing, haven't you seen it?" Song Lele's eyes widened, and there were signs of annoyance.

"Uh-"

Jing Fei came back to his senses after a stir, remembering that the woman in front of him was different from the women he knew before, and licked his lips and looked at Song Lele's pair of maddening murder weapons, and then he smiled evilly: "Lele, what do women do with guns, don't you still have my gun?" How's it going, did you enjoy the taste just now? ”

Song Lele's pink face suddenly turned red, she was very spicy, but it didn't mean that her skin was thicker than Jing Fei.

Looking at Jing Fei's evil smile in annoyance, an unfathomable smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he snorted coldly and said: "It's very enjoyable, but the old lady hasn't enjoyed it enough, so let's give you another two minutes to rest, let's continue to ......"

"Huh?" Jing Fei was startled.

"Ahhhh Aren't you very proud of your gun? How? If you think it's useless, then I'll cut it for you, so you don't get upset when you look at it. Song Lele was even more proud, gritting his teeth and looking down.

"Song Lele, don't bring such ruthlessness, right?"

Jing Fei was so frightened that his hair was combed up, and he subconsciously moved back, for fear that the abnormal woman in front of him would really do something hurtful, and he wouldn't be able to find a tune to cry.

Song Lele was also very embarrassed in his heart, but looking at Jing Fei's scared appearance, he was indescribably proud in his heart, and snorted coldly in his heart, he didn't expect that Jing Fei, a bastard, would also know that he was afraid.

"One minute left."

Next, Song Lele pretended to look at the time and reminded through gritted teeth.

"Song Lele, let's not play like this, it's not good for your health to do too much of this kind of thing." Jing Fei looked crying and mourning, depressed and wanted to hit the wall, he was really unlucky today, because he had choked enough in the past few days and had turned the dragon and phoenix with Yang Sisi's little goblin last night, it can be said that he had vented the evil fire in the next few days, and in the afternoon, he cleverly avoided Mr. Su's claws, but he didn't expect to end up in Song Lele's peach-colored trap, the most terrible thing is that this peach-colored trap not only has spider spirits, but also pistols, but also real police guns, God, do you want to live by yourself?

Song Lele was originally tired like a puddle of mud, so arrogant and pure was also pretended, but looking at Jing Fei's crying expression made her heart indescribably happy, and her body suddenly had spirit again, especially the way this bastard was so frightened that she retreated, which made her tiredness swept away, and sneered in her heart, the old lady is out today, and she must surrender Jing Fei and the bastard in bed.

Thinking like this, Song Lele's heartbeat also accelerated a little involuntarily, although she is no longer the kind of virgin who is ignorant of the world, but it is not much worse, if she usually does not have this kind of thought, but now her mood is already terrible, and she urgently needs a vent to calm her mood, so that the thoughts and ideas that come out of her feel incredible even to herself.

"Doodoo-"

Just when Song Lele was about to shamelessly prepare to continue to pounce on Jing Fei to subdue this bastard, a piercing mobile phone ringtone came from the small living room.

"I'll answer the phone first."

The piercing ringtone of the mobile phone sounded like a fairy music to Jing Fei at this time, and he threw a swish out of bed, and then ran out of the small bedroom with a puff of smoke, and found his mobile phone from the clothes on the messy floor.

The number shows the magic scorpion.

If Jing Fei usually saw the phone call of the demon scorpion, he would definitely want to scold people, but now for Jing Fei, this call is like timely rain, especially seeing Song Lele casually wrapped in a blanket and followed to the door of the bedroom, staring at himself with a wary look in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly slip away, Jing Fei felt that the call of the demon scorpion was simply too life-saving.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jing Fei pretended to answer the phone and put it in his ear, and at the same time his heart was spinning quickly, even if the demon scorpion was fine, he would have to find a reason to leave this place of right and wrong, looking at Song Lele's posture, if he didn't leave, maybe he would really have to be in this small nest to be fine, exhausted, human, and dead.

It's just that the scorpion's words made Jing Fei stunned.

"Boss, my sister-in-law is missing." The scorpion's tone was solemn.

"What's missing, I just broke up with her." Jing Fei was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses, thinking that the demon scorpion was talking about Su Qingyue, so he asked angrily.

"It's not this afternoon's sister-in-law, it's the sister-in-law of Allure." The demon scorpion's tone was even more solemn, and even showed a hint of anxiety, and before Jing Fei could speak, he quickly explained: "Didn't you ask me to secretly send a few people to protect the safety of Sister-in-law Allure, they seem to be attending a drinking party this afternoon, I don't know the specifics, but my people just told me that Sister-in-law Allure is missing, and now Cheng Siyu's sister-in-law and they have temporarily kept the news and are looking for it, so far it has been more than two hours, and Sister-in-law of Allure seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no news." ”

Jing Fei only felt that his head was buzzing, his hands trembled, and the phone almost fell to the ground. After a long time, he asked in a condensed voice, "What you said is true?" ”

"Really, my people just got the news, and they didn't dare to make decisions and told me immediately, so I immediately called the boss, but I don't know what the boss you are doing for so long to answer." The scorpion's tone was anxious.

Jing Fei was stunned in his heart, and glanced down at his mobile phone, there were indeed more than ten calls on it, most of which were from the Demon Scorpion, two of which surprised Jing Fei, it turned out to be Fu Xuanyan who had not been in contact for a long time, and the earliest call of the Demon Scorpion was more than half an hour ago.

I rub.

Seeing this, Jing Fei couldn't help but scold, more than half an hour ago, he estimated that he had just started the first bed battle with Song Lele in his life, how could he have the heart to hear any phone calls?

"Boss, what now? Do you want to bring someone over right now now......" Seeing that Jing Fei didn't speak, the demon scorpion asked in a deep voice, his voice full of murder.

"No, you immediately ask someone to book me a ticket to Hong Kong and Kowloon at the earliest, I'll go to the airport now, what to do until I go to find out where I go." Jing Fei immediately shook his head and rejected the scorpion's kindness, he immediately heard the murderous aura in the scorpion's voice, Mu Qingcheng's sudden disappearance, especially when he sent someone to secretly protect him, this has seriously stimulated the nerves of the demon scorpion, Jing Fei believes that if he nods, this guy will definitely enter Hong Kong and Kowloon with a large number of powerless elements, and even this guy may be nervous and will directly transfer people from God to Hong Kong and Kowloon, if he really nods, Hong Kong and Kowloon will definitely face an unprecedented disaster.

Jing Fei didn't have much affection for Hong Kong and Kowloon, but now that he hadn't figured out what was going on in Mu Tingcheng, he didn't want the madness of the scorpion to stimulate Mu Tingcheng's personal safety.

"I see, boss, be careful." The demon scorpion is not a fool, he immediately understood Jing Fei's concerns, and hung up the phone with a solemn reminder.

Putting down the phone, Jing Fei turned his head to look at Song Lele, who was still staring at him at the door of the room, and showed a wry smile on his face helplessly: "Lele, my wife has an accident, I have to rush to Hong Kong and Kowloon immediately, you see ......"

Song Lele's reaction was very crisp, and he directly gritted his teeth and popped out a word from his mouth.

"Get out!"