At this moment, Zhang Yun violently sealed Song Chuhui's lips, and a sharp little snake hooked her little snake fiercely and accurately, entangled desperately.

Suddenly, Song Chuhui was enraged by Zhang Yun, and struggled like crazy, even the two rows of shell teeth mercilessly bit Zhang Yun's sharp soldier snake, this is not a joke, once it is really bitten, Zhang Yun's sharp soldier snake may not be able to escape the fate of being beheaded.

However, without waiting for Song Chuhui to die, Zhang Yun's two salty pig hands actually groped for Song Chuhui's two waning moons, and they were as deep as kneading dough, completely changing the shape of the two waning moons.

"Mmmm・・・・・・mmmm

In just an instant, Song Chuhui's eyes widened due to severe pain, where could he care about performing a "snake bite attack" on Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun decisively seized this opportunity, and pressed Song Chuhui under him with a turnover, the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, their legs locked together like snakes, and Zhang Yun's lips were still unscrupulously clinging to Song Chuhui's lips.

At this moment, there was no more pain or entanglement in Zhang Yun's obsidian-like pupils, only a red flame was burning, and the only way to do this was to forcibly conquer Song Chuhui to win back her heart.

Of course, this is also what Zhang Yun learned from those vulgar TV series, and he was really forced by Song Chuhui to have no choice.

said that it was too late, only to hear Zhang Yun roar, forcibly pressed Song Chuhui's two wrists with a big hand like iron tongs, and tore the pure white T-shirt on Song Chuhui's body into rags with a big hand, and by the way, he also took off a pink cover*jun.

A large area of tempting spring light was exposed in every minute, which shocked Song Chuhui to scream continuously, his eyes were full of fear, as if he was being Zhang Yun**, but he was pressed under him and couldn't move.

"Bastard, Zhang Yun, you bastard, you are**, I'm going to sue you**, brute, let go of me・・・・・・"

It's a pity that Zhang Yun turned a deaf ear to her words, and didn't even look at Song Chuhui's face, so angry that Song Chuhui's whole body was trembling violently, trembling out of an unknown amount of spring.

And then, naturally, Zhang Yun took off Song Chuhui's denim hot pants on his lower body, as well as the solid-colored cutie, only the black stockings on his two jade legs, so that Song Chuhui was basically picked up by Zhang Yun.

A snow-white perfect delicate body received all of Zhang Yun's eyes, which stimulated Zhang Yun's little face to turn red, and the evil fire under his lower abdomen skyrocketed even more, so that Zhang Yun's most instinctive reaction as a man also rioted.

And this scene was also deeply reflected in Song Chuhui's eyes, Song Chuhui never thought that Zhang Yun would treat her so rudely, where was the kind young man she once loved so much, and even when she kissed her, she would blush more than once.

At this moment, Zhang Yun is a violent beast lost in primitive instincts, just thinking about savagely conquering her, just like Wu Xuemei, she doesn't treat her as a human being.

Invisibly, Song Chuhui had fallen into an endless hell of despair, and he simply didn't struggle, just lying there stunned, tears slowly sliding from his eyes without any sound.

And just as Zhang Yunqiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was about to defeat Song Chuhui in one go, he noticed Song Chuhui's abnormality, he didn't struggle, he didn't scream, just lay under him with a dead face and wept.

Zhang Yun was stunned, but he didn't hesitate, he gritted his teeth and pasted Song Chuhui's lips again, and performed the "Eighteen Styles of Wandering Dragons" to force Song Chuhui to entangle with him, Zhang Yun did all this for Song Chuhui, there was no other way.

At the same time, Zhang Yun also took off his lower clothes, allowing his spear to reveal a cold and shining bayonet, and violently hit Song Chuhui's dark secret realm on the spot, as long as Zhang Yun used a little more strength, he could break through this secret realm.

It's just that before Zhang Yun's army drove straight in, his mouth was filled with Song Chuhui's sour tears, like a stream of water that had been watered with mud, and one after another flowed into the lips of the two people along Song Chuhui's pretty face.

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously met Song Chuhui's beautiful eyes that had long been dead, and he could only see that endless despair was permeating, and there was no life at all, even if the movements on Zhang Yun's mouth were violent, they couldn't stir up a little waves.

If it weren't for the faint warmth that came from Song Chuhui's nose from time to time, Zhang Yun would have even thought that she was dead, motionless, and let Zhang Yun fiddle with it, and her pretty face, which was originally blue from anger, was now miserable white.

A living corpse.

In just an instant, the hot blood on Zhang Yun's body was cooled down, and he finally realized that he had done a big stupid thing and completely hurt Song Chuhui.

Originally, Song Chuhui was desperate and painful because of his betrayal, and now he has fallen into real despair because of his cruelty, if he really ** Song Chuhui, I am afraid that in the end she will be forced to commit suicide.

"Xiaohui, I ・・・・・・"

Zhang Yun trembled, he didn't know how to apologize to her, looking at her desperate appearance, Zhang Yun only felt that his heart was almost suffocated, and he could only hold Song Chuhui tightly in his arms.

There is nothing cruel in the world than when you think you can save your beloved, only to find that everything you have done is to destroy her, just like Zhang Yun now.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the afterglow of dusk outside the window just shone obliquely on Zhang Yun and Song Chuhui, but it couldn't warm the cold and lonely hearts of the two people.

Zhang Yun didn't know how many times he kissed Song Chuhui at the corner of his eye, but found that no matter how he kissed, he couldn't kiss Song Chuhui's tears, Zhang Yun touched Song Chuhui's little face, tried to put on a gentle little face, and said softly:

"Xiaohui, what you said is right, I did betray you, I was with Wu Xuemei behind your back, kissed her at the bar, and went to her house with her, I don't know if you believe it or not, I am with her not because I like her, but because of some reasons why I can't speak."

Zhang Yun paused, and seeing that Song Chuhui didn't react, he couldn't help but look gloomy and said: "In addition, I also want to tell you that in fact, I don't just have one girlfriend for you, I have a total of six girlfriends, so, just like you think, I'm actually a big bastard, a bastard who likes to play with women's feelings, now, I only ask you for one thing, if you promise me, I will disappear in front of you forever." ”

It wasn't until this moment that Song Chuhui reacted, glanced at Zhang Yun indifferently, and didn't speak, but it made Zhang Yun more and more painful and entangled, Song Chuhui's glance scraped his heart like a knife, it was so cold.