It's so fragrant, so beautiful, so hot, don't pay for the ticket to encourage it?

Is the plot of these two days fragrant? Is it beautiful or not? Is it hot or not?

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The people in brocade seem to be unable to get out of trouble.

No need to ask, the guards will change obediently.

At this time, Mr. Mu also arrived, and he already had an extra sword in his hand, ready to put it on his neck and exchange hostages for hostages.

This person's hand is group abuse and crushing, he has never suffered such a big loss in his life, he only feels that some important parts are about to freeze......

He immediately understood that someone's revenge had come!

With his martial arts, falling off the ice lake is nothing, and he was about to break up, when he suddenly heard an extremely slight low sound, and the ice on all sides quickly condensed and thickened at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the hole he broke was sealed, and the parts below his waist were firmly frozen in the ice, and he even felt that the ice was still rapidly condensing downward, and he felt that the frozen position was starting from his important parts......

With a thud he fell.

His eyes went dark, and his breath was out.

Ahhh

The bun is crooked, the hair is long and short, the clothes are messy, one is dragged left and one is hung on the right, and there is another piece on the buttocks that is swaggering, almost exposing the flesh......

The brocade man was in mid-air, stretched out his hand to the shore and made a move, but he didn't have time to finish this action, and suddenly felt a cold above his head, as if he was swept by an ice blade, and then the blindfolded cloth fell, and he was looking down at the lake at this time, and he was seeing the reflection of himself on the ice.

The brocade man has fluttering sleeves, flying across the lake, the lake surface of the Ning Xue Pavilion is very wide, it has been frozen, flat and bright as a mirror, but he can't stand down, Jing Hengbo didn't dare to teleport up, Mr. Mu's figure flashed, and he had already caught up.

The two fought through the ruins, hit the kitchen, and finally came to the lake, Jing Hengbo manipulated a fire to chase the Jinyi man, she didn't want to kill the brocade man, she was afraid that the Jinyi man's guards would really kill the hostages, she just wanted to force him to escape, and then concentrate on dealing with those guards.

Jing Hengbo can no longer attack him with asymmetry and dense fear, but he has the unparalleled teleportation and control in the world, at least he can protect himself. In the process of conflict and evasion, she burned half of the Jinyi man's hair with kitchen charcoals, smashed the Jinyi man's hair with a pig's leg, wet the soles of his shoes with the big dung in the pit, and removed a piece of cloth on the brocade man's buttocks with the pocket of the lakeside net......

The figure flashed continuously, and the explosion was endless, accompanied by the sound of rumbling objects collapsing, half of the Ning Xue Pavilion gradually became a ruin, and the collapse was basically caused by the brocade man, he couldn't see, but he was relieved, he could manipulate those asymmetrical objects, and constantly shot at Jing Hengbo, but the accuracy was affected a little, and after all, he was injured, and his movements were slower.

"Then I'll have to beat you!" Jing Hengbo rolled up his sleeves and pounced. Mr. Mu didn't make a move, he didn't bother to besiege, and he wanted to let Jing Hengbo vent.

It's really a pervert who doesn't even care about his own life and must play to the end!

"Then we will all die." The people in brocade didn't care about the authentic words, "As soon as I die, they will definitely kill hostages and then commit suicide." Everyone is done. Very good. ”

"You still want to beat us with your eyes tied?" Jing Hengbo shouted, feeling that this product was really hateful.

"See what kind of asymmetry you're giving me this time?" He said.

The expression of the man in brocade seemed to be a little like vomiting blood, he raised his hand, Jing Hengbo thought that he was going to smash the mirror, and he was thinking that the brass mirror would not be broken, and after the deformation, it was even more uncomfortable to see, so he sneered and tore off a piece of his robe and tied his eyes.

"Hahaha I actually prepared a mirror here! Jing Hengbo laughed, "Quick, destroy all asymmetrical objects!" ”

Asymmetry!

The bronze mirror fell in front of the brocade man, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a hole in his left shoulder and a piece of cloth in his right crotch.

The mirror is large enough to have a screen, and it is the largest standing bronze mirror in the palace of the Great Wilderness, which is specially used to arrange the clothes and crowns of the king.

As he spoke, there was a bang, and a large mirror fell from the roof.

Jing Hengbo was wondering if he would simply shave off half of his hair and drive him crazy, when he suddenly heard Mr. Mu say loudly: "And yourself!" ”

"Won? It's still early. The brocade-clothed man said lazily, "The house is ruined, all the furniture is ruined, you two tell me, what else is asymmetrical?" ”

Jing Hengbo glanced at Mr. Mu, and Mr. Mu naturally wouldn't admit that he had just heard it, so he only smiled: "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles." ”

The man in brocade said indifferently: "You are smart, and you attacked me like this." But I don't seem to show this habit to you, who told you, right? ”

Mr. Mu smiled: "I just suspect that you are a eunuch." ”

The brocade-clothed man's face was not very good-looking, and he still laughed and said, "What are you doing with my pants?" Are you a rabbit? ”

Because of this backward slippage, his robe and pants were also torn off by Mr. Mu.

The wonderful thing is that this person looked at the sky, and he could still feel the murderous intention, and with a "bang", before Mr. Mu's palm reached his crotch, he actually slid up against the wall, and Mr. Mu only had time to grab a piece of his clothes, leaving a scar on his crotch.

He could only look at the sky.

In front of the Jinyi man was a pile of furniture, and behind the furniture was Jing Hengbo, and he couldn't look at the furniture and Jing Hengbo, nor could he look at Mr. Mu, because Mr. Mu had also cut off half of his sleeves.

At this time, Mr. Mu's figure flashed and reappeared. This time, he slapped his crotch with a palm.

With a "bang", his back hit the wall, and he had no way to retreat.

But he didn't just face Jing Hengbo, there was also a Mr. Mu by the window.

The brocade man had to keep retreating, trying not to look at the things that made him uncomfortable, and constantly slapping his hands to destroy these things.

She jumped around, smashed all the furniture in the house, broke a leg, cut half of the face, went to a top, and smashed it all in front of the brocade man, "Hey, asymmetry, asymmetry, asymmetry, asymmetry!" ”

The brocade-clothed man immediately turned his gaze away, and Jing Hengbo kicked the smashed table over, "Hey, this table is also asymmetrical!" ”

The brocade-clothed man naturally wanted to follow, Jing Hengbo pointed to the destroyed wall and shouted: "Hey, this wall is broken asymmetrically!" ”

Jing Hengbo listened to it with his hairs standing on end, and felt that scolding perverts was not enough. Seeing that he refused to look at himself, Gege smiled and said, "I'll save the hostages!" He turned around and threw himself into the inner room.

Jing Hengbo was about to scold and pretend, so he heard him say: "It's sweeter than others, let her taste it next time......

With a snap, the table shattered, and the two figures parted with a touch, each turning over and landing on the ground, and Mr. Mu sat on the windowsill and smiled. The brocade man stretched out his hand, stroked his shoulder, licked his blood-stained fingers, and said with a smile: "It turns out that my blood tastes like this......"

The man in brocade seemed to be able to see with his eyes closed, and he turned over dangerously, and with a snort, Mr. Mu's iron palm tore off the clothes on his shoulder, leaving a blood-red scratch on his shoulder.

It was dense and asymmetrical, the man in brocade had to close his eyes and slash out with one palm, and when he closed his eyes and split his palm, Mr. Mu slapped him on the shoulder with a palm.

At this time, how can there be a honeycomb, Mr. Mu smiled loudly and said, "There is a big one here!" As soon as he raised his hand, the entire table turned up, and Jing Hengbo commanded the flying knife, poking countless holes in it.

Jing Hengbo's eyes lit up and shouted: "There is also a phobia of intensity!" Ask for honeycomb! ”

The man in brocade only felt that the hairs on his body seemed to stand up, and he didn't deal with Mr. Jing Heng Bomu first, raised his palm, and with a bang, half of the wall with chestnuts collapsed.

Now the walls are half snow-white, and half are densely covered with brown chestnut shells.

There were originally calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but since the brocade man came, all the calligraphy and paintings have been taken down and stepped on, and he can't tolerate anything on the wall.

Mr. Mu slashed the dustpan on the ground with one palm, and the chestnut shells flew into the air and slammed into the wall—half of the wall, of course.

Jing Hengbo laughed: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder! ”

"Hell!" The brocade-clothed man let out a low angry shout.

Jing Heng Boge smiled, raised his hand and waved, cutting off half of his skirt with a knife.

At this time, he drove away the guards by himself, and became single to face Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu.

He couldn't accept any asymmetry, and seeing the extreme asymmetry was worse than slashing him.

Jing Hengbo snorted angrily, turned his head and forced to look at the Jinyi man, whose face turned pale, and he didn't seem to have recovered from the huge discomfort.

Needless to say, the guards rolled quickly, Jing Hengbo waved his hands repeatedly, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to snatch the three hostages, but he didn't expect to hear a sound of brushing and pulling, and the three were still dragged into the inner room by the guards - I don't know when, the guards have already chained the hostages and themselves.

At this time, the brocade-clothed man also heard the wind, pulled down the blindfolded black cloth, and saw the guards at a glance, and suddenly his face changed for the first time, and he said angrily: "Get out!" ”

The guards were now as dead as ashes, more ugly than having their bodies cut off in half.

The guards' faces changed. Looking down at himself, some of the sleeves were half missing, some of the robes were half broken, half of the hair was missing, and half of everyone's originally neat clothes were destroyed.

But those fluttering knives did not meet their bodies, but only flew around the corners of their clothes, swishing around the corners of their clothes, swishing a few times, and a few scattered pieces of clothes floated down the ground.

The Chinese Germans were very vigilant and immediately waved their knives.

The eight willow leaf flying knives flew up in a flash of cold light, and pounced on the guards indoors.

Jing Hengbo suddenly waved his hand.

The brocade man was about to smile and take off the black cloth.

The moment the pieces fell.

The two of them stared closely at the flying knife of the brocade-clothed man, the last knife, which was passing through the last copper plate and shattering the crystal piece on the thigh artery of Zirui.

Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu glanced at each other.

So only at this time, it is impossible for him to control the overall situation anymore.

The man in brocade is blindfolded, and he is engrossed in his methods, he is extremely proud, he will not deliberately cheat and fail, and will even try his best to do it perfectly, and pursue the most beautiful sound and light effects without problems.

But she didn't have the heart to appreciate it, because now was the right time.

If it weren't for the nervous and worried situation of Zirui, Jing Hengbo would feel that this scene was also picturesque.

The light in the room flickered, the air flow rose and fell, the black hair of the brocade-clothed man spread slightly, and the eyebrows flew into the temples. The sound of the copper plate crystal collision is as crisp as broken ice, and the sound is beautiful.

The brocade-clothed man's fingers flicked like a feather, "Xiu Xiu Xiu" sound, flying white electricity, criss-crossed, and the suspended copper plate was driven by the strong wind to tinkle and clang, accompanied by the continuous crackling sound of crystal fragments, and Zi Rui's uncontrollable low exclamation.

Jing Hengbo clenched his fingers.

Zirui let out an "ah" and broke out in a cold sweat.

With a bang, the lightning flashed, and with a "click", the crystal piece broke, and the lancet nailed to the crystal piece, and below it was the excited and trembling eyeballs of Asterus.

Fingers plucked like strings.

The brocade man shot.

Zirui was trembling slightly, her fate was hanging by a thread, she couldn't help but be nervous, but she gritted her teeth and didn't dare to move, for fear that the chaos would affect the position of the crystal piece and bring ruin to herself.

As soon as the brocade man raised his hand, the lancet in the box presented by the Chinese in front of him flew up with a brush, and it was also the rhythm of multi-angle control.

Jing Hengbo silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, and decided to fight or beat him again after rescuing the hostage, otherwise this guy would retaliate in minutes.

Then he turned around and took a black cloth from the table, and said apologetically to Jing Hengbo: "I blindfolded you before, but now of course you should also be blindfolded by me, this is called fairness." ”

He picked up the dagger, which was as thin as a willow leaf, walked to the copper coins, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot one thing." ”

"Pray you're the right size." He said, "If you report eight feet, but in fact eight feet one, my dagger that goes in one more point will cost you a life." ”

The man in brocade sighed - where did these women come from? All of them have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and there is no gentle and virtuous upbringing of women, and the men in that place must be very unlucky.

"Who wouldn't pretend to be forced?" Jing Hengbo immediately said, "If it weren't for the fact that you had a hostage in your hands, you would be a eunuch by now." ”

"If this is within our country." The brocade man said lightly, "You are a dead man now. ”

She believes that her size is fine, but she can't believe in the character of the brocade clothes.

"What if you can't control the force, or do it on purpose?" Jing Hengbo was a little nervous.

Mr. Mu smiled, and the brocade-clothed man over there patted the thin lancet impatiently and said, "Begin." ”

Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and said, "People now are becoming more and more cunning. ”

"Someone has just slipped into the escort team," Mr. Mu said, "It seems to be some enemy of my Shadow Pavilion, I looked familiar, and I wanted to strike first, but I still ran away." ”

Jing Hengbo was helpless, and when he looked up and saw Mr. Mu jumping back from the window, he said, "Where have you been?" Why did you run out all of a sudden? Did you see something wrong? ”

Jing Hengbo didn't believe it, and measured the size of his index finger, middle finger and foot, and the Latin was really good.

"I'm a guard, and I have a natural ability to see the size at a glance." "You can try." ”

Jing Hengbo didn't follow, "No, no, no, you fool people, you can take a look at a guard casually, how can the set size be accurate?" It's wrong, but human life matters! ”

"Forget it." The man in brocade smiled mysteriously, "I just wanted to have fun." ”

Latin looked at it carefully and wrote a few numbers. He said to Jinyi again: "That...... Last size...... There is no legal ......"

The man in brocade said to Latin: "Report your estimated size." ”

In the Ning Xue Pavilion, the brocade-clothed man stood in front of the copper coin, and the flying knife wanted to pass through the square hole of the copper coin, shooting out an eight-foot distance, shattering the crystal piece of Zirui's heart without hurting anyone.

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The chatter grew quieter, and then was blown away by the night wind.

Yeluqi immediately became interested, "Why don't you refer to it for details?" ”

He diverted the topic, "That Third Highness of the East Hall needs a lesson. ”

Yeluqi stopped talking, and smiled bitterly for a while: "What a strange person......

"I have to." There was no regret in his tone.

Yeluqi seemed to be shocked, and said for a while: "Why bother in the first place. ”

"She's got everything." He replied, "Because I'm going to do everything I can for her." ”

"So confident," Yeluqi pointed at him, "really when she's heartless?" ”

"I can leave scars because I care." He didn't care, "If you care, it will hurt." ”

"Scars are also marks." Yeluqi smiled meaningfully.

"It's not harmful to you, otherwise how would you tolerate it?" He said softly, "As for before, whether she would choose me, or because in her heart, I have deeper traces." ”

They all know each other and know the reasons for what the other party does, so he no longer ridiculed, but said: "I just hope you don't go too far." ”

He has not yet fulfilled the measure of his rival.

Yeluqi smiled. He chose not to say it at the beginning, naturally there is no reason to say it now, no matter what he says now, what will Jing Hengbo think, just this one, the consequences are unpredictable, maybe Jing Hengbo still chooses not to forgive, maybe she will change her mind, and the latter is equivalent to pushing her back into the other party's arms and depriving herself of a chance.

"I don't need to thank you." The gaze that came out of the back was cold, "You didn't cover for me." He looked into the distance, "You want to say it, just say it." ”

"Although you don't take it. But I've been covering for you. Yeluqi smiled, "Shouldn't you thank me first?" ”

The one who came out later seemed to be speechless, and it seemed that he didn't bother to explain at all.

"Don't you covet things that don't belong to you?" Yeluqi smiled, "Even if you let it go yourself, you won't let go, is there such a domineering person as you in the world?" ”

"If you can do it, you can do it." Later, the one who came out said coldly, "Covet things that don't belong to you, be careful of playing with fire and self-immolation." ”

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Yelu Qi, who came out first, suddenly smiled again, "Then I'll go to Dige to be a national teacher, how do you feel?" ”

"You seem to be angry." The one who came out later didn't seem to be affected by his words at all.

The person in front of him seemed to be very unpleasant, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be so cunning." Knowing that he was going to be exposed, he simply shot at me and forced me to come out. ”

The person in front turned around, and the two faced each other, exactly the same silver mask, exactly the same green clothes, at first glance, it looked like a pair of twins.

The people in the rear also stopped and said lightly: "It's not a joke. ”

ran until there was no one, and the person in front of him stopped and said coldly: "Have you had enough?" ”

Two figures, one in front of the other, came out of the Ning Xue Pavilion.

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The brocade man didn't move, looking at her and smiling without saying a word.

Jing Hengbo took a step slower, and when he reacted and grabbed it out again, he saw Mr. Mu pounce out, but he didn't see who was forced out. She was stunned and said, "What's the matter, what's going on?" ”

The man flipped upside down and out of the window, avoiding the killer, and Mr. Mu immediately pounced and threw himself out of the window.

When everyone was busy, Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu came out, Mr. Mu took a quick step, and after going out, he suddenly let out a low shout, raised his hand and shot out a touch of cold electricity, and went straight to a person in the hall.

For example, if you set your height as the distance to reach Zirui's heart, and your height is eight feet, you will attach a crystal piece to Zirui's heart, compare the distance of eight feet forward, and hang a copper coin from the beam.

Then use a silk thread to draw the distance according to the size on the paper, and hang down from the beam as a mark.

The brocade man nodded, and ordered the guards to tie up Zirui, and pasted a crystal piece on Zirui's eyes, throat, heart, left and right wrist veins, lower abdomen, and major arteries in the left and right legs.

Zirui didn't wait for Pei Shu Meng Potian to answer, and said, "Me! ”

The guards couldn't help but smile and nodded, and the brocade-clothed man asked again, "You three, who will try my flying knife?" ”

The brocade man unfolded the piece of paper and looked at it, but in fact, he only looked at the last size, smiled and said, "It's not bad." "Make this the distance to the eye." ”

The guards were well-faced, determined not to allow themselves to show any inappropriate expressions—there are historical reasons why the Lord would be particularly concerned about such things. It's all because Miss Wen is too vicious, so petite and petite is a person, and she feels that she is "not good" for a long time, so that she has left a psychological shadow......

The brocade-clothed man outside was counting to two hundred and ninety-six, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to catch the piece of paper, he smiled and said, "Three hundred sounds will be over?" This brother really can't do it. ”

After a while he touched her and handed her a piece of paper, but she didn't dare to look at it, nor did she dare to turn back, and hurriedly threw the piece of paper out.

Leaving that embrace, out of the range enveloped by his faint scent, she suddenly felt a little cold.

Fortunately, he was not shameless to that extent, and even retreated from her. Maybe he was more embarrassed than she was, she thought.

In fact, she had already counted it just now, and when she got so close, she was rubbing, and the little radar who felt it had already told her the answer.

Jing Hengbo spread his hand, turned his back and turned away, and even covered his ears, she was afraid of hearing something that shouldn't happen, and she was even more afraid that he would be shameless and said: "My hands are soft, you can measure it." ”

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"Then you can do it yourself......"

“…… Well......" tone was even more reluctant, almost helpless," ...... Almost......"

"What the hell!"

“…… Well......" The tone is like sighing and nostalgia, and it is indescribably reluctant.

"That...... How? ”

“…… Hmmm......"

“…… You...... How to ......"

There was a whisper in the darkness.

Half dark, half glimmering, sketched the woman who embraced each other silently, her long hair falling down the back of his hand, and the smile on his lips seemed to illuminate the tips of her brow. This is each other's self-forgetfulness, in the dark, in the dance, between the eyebrows, in the heart.

Slowly swaying, slowly turning, her skirt swirls into a small circle, like an unbloomed flower, his steps are like a cloud walk, doing a casual and invested drift, without deliberate friction and closeness, this old thing is not there, and the time is beautiful.

Her arms hung loosely around his neck, her fingertips drooping like orchids, and his height suited hers, slightly raised, showing the slenderness and weakness of a woman, but not too much to make her struggling.

In fact, the two of them can't be regarded as dancing, and they don't strictly follow the dance steps, but this rare calm with each other has achieved a hugging fit, and his hand naturally fell on her waist socket, feeling the wonderful depression that he has always wanted to feel, and his heart seems to have fallen into that depression, properly placed, without adding or subtracting a point.

Her hands and body were naturally softer, and her relaxed body was like a soft silk and a silk satin, swaying softly around him.

In the face of such a person, such an action, such an atmosphere, those interferences, crises, uneasiness, and tension seem to gradually fade, her heart is like a beach after the tide falls, returning to calm, and her eyes gradually give birth to a faint confusion...... The feeling of this moment seems strange and familiar......

"That's it, I advance and you retreat, you advance and I retreat...... Slowly shook ...... "She found that he was a very good student, with a very high level of understanding, and he didn't even need to be taught, the posture of his hand was very gentlemanly, his waist was very straight and graceful, and the distance from her was just right, but he was not ambiguous or distant, with a measured closeness, and the angle of his face was perfect, she raised her face, just facing his side face, the lines were exquisite like carving, and a little light in the distance hit the tip of his nose, and the skin around him flashed like gold with a delicate texture.

After that, she stopped dancing, and at most danced disco. Because those men, when they dance with her in their arms, nine out of ten will react, and when she enters puberty, this phenomenon is even more obvious, even the simplest three or four steps will inevitably encounter embarrassment. Later, she learned that the heat of youth, the body of a girl, the fragrance of virginity, and the visual and tactile impact brought by the proud figure are irresistible temptations for men who are also young men.

Will do this, or past experience. When she was in the institute, when she was very bored, the young researchers would also hold a ball, and she was naturally the queen of the ball, and there was an endless stream of people invited to dance.

"Well, that's right, hold it with both hands, don't ...... hard" Jing Hengbi raised her hands and put them on his shoulders, she didn't plan to do any complicated dance steps, and she was not in the mood at this time, just hug and shake slowly.

Maybe it's not called intuition, it's called the desire to obey the heart, her waistline is so smooth, concave with the beauty's unique waist socket, people always have the urge to caress it and hold it.

Her eyes were full of doubt, and he smiled, "Intuition." ”

Jing Hengbo was satisfied that his charm was undiminished, and he didn't need to say anything to make this guy surrender, but he was surprised that he hadn't taught him yet, and this guy knew how to put his hands on his waist?

He looked down at her steadily, as if trying to see something else in her large, charming eyes, and finally the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he reached out to grab her waist.

The anger reached between her eyebrows, turned into a flattering smile, the corners of her lips hooked, and her fingertips supported his chin: "Handsome guy, don't be so blunt, can you bear to refuse the invitation of a beautiful woman?" ”

Her patience ran out, and she almost became angry—it was obviously her sacrifice, but how did she finally force him?

"How can a man be completely dominated by a woman?" He protested.

"No, you will." She stretched out her hand and grabbed him, preventing him from running, "A master of the dance world can bring a person who can't dance at all to dance, you just need to follow me." ”

Not only surprised, but also resistant. Jing Hengbo didn't want to dance, he wanted to sleep, right?

"What?" His tone was really surprised this time, "I won't." ”

"So be it." Jing Hengbo sighed, "Let's dance." ”

"I can't seem to think of you for the time being." He seemed intent on arousing her guilt.

"There are some things that you don't even think about." She was resolute.

Jing Hengbo felt that hearing such words from this person's mouth at this time was really helpless.

"I can't ......help it," he said, looking helpless.

"What to do......" she asked.

No, she would rather pole dance in front of the crowd than seduce a man in a dark room. The nature is different. The former can be said to promote art, and the latter is erotic.

Jing Hengbo looked at him obliquely, thinking that he wouldn't be pretending, right? What the hell is this guy trying to do? In this case, you won't want her to help, temptation, dedication, or something, right?

"It's okay......" he replied, seemingly with some difficulty, and slowly sat up.

"That ......" she didn't think she would be crushed, would she? What about the size? What is it?

"Huh?" Jing Hengbo jumped up like a burning buttocks...... No wonder it felt a little wrong just now......

"First, your tone is too resistant, I'm a little hurt, men are psychologically hurt, and it's not easy to have ......emotions," he lay down under her and explained to her sincerely, "Second, you...... You've crushed me...... I can't ...... What's the matter......"

Has sister's charm regressed? Isn't it normal for her to do it with one pounce?

Is there any mistake? Although she is very unhappy with this, and it is not uncommon for men to covet her, but when this happens, she still has no face to say!

Jing Hengbo let out a "uh" and said incredibly angrily: "No? Feel? Straight? ”

"No ......"

"Very good, since I am a fragrant, beautiful and hot woman, I want you men to meet this kind of thing, even if you have no feelings, you will be happy, right? I allow you to be happy, but not to think about it," she said, with her chin held high, and said proudly like a queen, "do you feel it now?" It's important to save people, hurry up and feel it, what should you do when it's over. ”

"Hot ......"

"You have measured my measurements, am I hot or not?"

"Beautiful ......"

"Am I beautiful?"

"Xiang ......" He lay motionless, and his breath was slightly rapid.

Jing Hengbo in the room panted and pressed on him, asking him, "Am I fragrant?" ”

He held his chin, his eyes flowed, and he thought to himself, "You scold my son for not having chrysanthemums in the future? I'm leaving you without chastity right now.

The brocade-clothed man outside smiled: "It's really bold." ”

The force was so strong and so sudden that he was knocked to the ground, knocked over the chair, and made a loud noise.