At this moment, Wu Xuemei's heart was about to jump out of Zhang Yun's shock, Zhang Yun's movements were too abrupt, what kind of kiss was this, but Wu Xuemei couldn't resist at all, so she could only let Zhang Yun kiss her.

The ecstatic and sweet taste once again rushed to Wu Xuemei's heart, and it was undeniable that Zhang Yun's lips and tongue were her favorite, which made her can't help but think of the moment of love in the dressing room that day.

It's a pity that Wu Xuemei no longer has the idea of enjoying it, but in an instant, Wu Xuemei brutally launched a "tongue-biting attack" on Zhang Yun, and bit Zhang Yun's little snake out of blood on the spot, and a strong smell of blood filled the mouths of the two people.

But even so, Zhang Yun still didn't let go of Wu Xuemei, and continued to stubbornly and forcefully kiss Wu Xuemei, stubbornly terrifying, a pair of black eyes flashed with a cold and ruthless light, so that wisps of blood slowly overflowed from the corners of the mouths of the two people.

The loss is Zhang Yun's own blood, otherwise the bloodthirsty impulse in his body will surge again, and Wu Xuemei saw Zhang Yun's cold expression without knowing the pain, and the shame and anger in her heart burned even more violently, and the two rows of shell teeth were full of firepower, squeezing towards Zhang Yun's little snake.

At this moment, Zhang Yun finally let go of Wu Xuemei's lips, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he felt that his tongue was almost bitten off by Wu Xuemei, this woman's madness was far beyond his imagination.

At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Wu Xuemei's wet and red lips, and said coldly:

"I gave you back the kiss that day, and besides that, I never owe you anything else, it's all you owe me, now you can pay it back to me!"

As soon as Zhang Yun's words came out, Wu Xuemei was immediately so angry that she trembled, and a pretty face that was fanned by Zhang Yun was extremely red and swollen showed a hideous and crazy color, and the next moment, Wu Xuemei actually spat at Zhang Yun wildly, and roared:

"Pay you back paralysis, what you owe me is that you can't pay off this layer of skin, I, uh・・・・・・"

However, before Wu Xuemei could finish exploding, one of Zhang Yun's iron fists was heavily chiseled into Wu Xuemei's lower abdomen, which made Wu Xuemei snort miserably, and as for the spit she had just had, Zhang Yun directly avoided it.

And immediately afterwards, Zhang Yun grabbed Wu Xuemei's beautiful black hair, forced Wu Xuemei to look at him, and said coldly:

"If you don't want to suffer more, shut me up!"

At this moment, Wu Xuemei looked at Zhang Yun's faintly murderous face, and couldn't help but feel a layer of fear in her heart, which made Wu Xuemei humiliated to death, but then Zhang Yun's words made her fall into an ice cellar:

"I don't want to worry about those things with you, but what you just did to Song Chuhui, I want you to experience it yourself!"

Just in an instant, Wu Xuemei's beautiful eyes suddenly widened with fright, and she couldn't be clearer about Zhang Yun's meaning, this was to live her rhythm.

At this moment, Wu Xuemei finally had a sense of fear that a catastrophe was coming, she never dreamed that Zhang Yun would treat her like this, it was better to say that she didn't believe that with Zhang Yun's character, she would do such a thing.

But before Wu Xuemei could react, she heard a "tearing" sound like the clothes being torn, and then, Wu Xuemei felt a chill on her chest, and subconsciously raised her eyes, but she was horrified to see that her chiffon dress had been torn into two rags by Zhang Yun's two big hands all the way from her chest.

Every minute and second, Wu Xuemei's devilish and proud jade body was exposed in front of Zhang Yun's eyes, without a trace of concealment, and they all fell into Zhang Yun's cold and ruthless black pupils.

I have to say that Wu Xuemei's appearance and figure are perfect to the extreme, and every inch of skin on her body seems to be carefully carved out, without a trace of flaws.

The two snow-white "midsummer fruits" are delicately upright on Wu Xuemei's ivory-like white skin, and Wu Xuemei's more and more rapid breathing continues to rise and fall at this moment, like two surging majestic jade peaks, exuding a rich fragrance.

And looking down further, I saw that the flat and tight lower abdomen was trembling slightly, as if I couldn't bear Zhang Yun's cold gaze, and then there was an unknown black forbidden land, and two slender jade legs wrapped in silky black.

It's really confusing, I'm afraid no man can ignore such "magnificent mountains and rivers", but it's a pity that for Wu Xuemei's magnificent scenery, Zhang Yun's face was cold from beginning to end, and there was a faint appearance of iron blue.

"Ahh

On the spot, Wu Xuemei screamed out in horror, her beautiful eyes were full of shame and fear, seeing that her most precious body as a woman was looked at by Zhang Yun, Wu Xuemei couldn't care about anything else, she just wanted to get as far away from Zhang Yun as possible.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuemei struggled like a dying fish, but Zhang Yun's strength was so great that Wu Xuemei couldn't break free at all, and in the end, she made herself exhausted and out of breath.

The strange thing is that Zhang Yun didn't rush to take care of Wu Xuemei, but just sat on Wu Xuemei and looked at her coldly without saying a word.

And the more Zhang Yun was silent like this, the more it made Wu Xuemei afraid, it was the hunter's eyes, under the shame and anger, Wu Xuemei simply lowered her face and threatened Zhang Yundao:

"If you dare to touch a finger of me, I will make you die without a place to be buried, I will do what I say, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

In this regard, Zhang Yun just smiled coldly, and then a big-eared scraper slapped Wu Xuemei's face, and Wu Xuemei snorted miserably on the spot, and there were five more red and glamorous finger prints on her face.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Yun leaned down and forced Wu Xuemei's chin to force her to look at herself, Zhang Yun didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.

At this moment, Wu Xuemei saw that there seemed to be a cold glow passing in Zhang Yun's pair of dark and faint pupils, wisps after wisps, like boiling killing intent intertwined in the pupils, and vaguely, Wu Xuemei could even see a faint red sink.

This incomparably evil scene made Wu Xuemei's heart tremble on the spot, she didn't know what Zhang Yun was going to do, but then Wu Xuemei's eyes flashed, and she suddenly retracted her original ruthless appearance, and said lightly:

"I know what you want to do, but haven't you thought about when to repay you, even if you ** me, in the end I will still force me to take revenge on you, rather than that, it is better for you to let go of me now, let's talk about it, maybe we can find a solution together!"

Wu Xuemei is determined not to change, and she still wants to trick Zhang Yun once, as long as she is allowed to have her hands and feet free, next time she will adjust the power of the electric shock baton to the maximum, and completely paralyze Zhang Yun, the bastard.