A few minutes later, Wang Zixiang took off his shirt and lay on the sofa with a worried face, gasping from time to time and gritting his teeth. With his emaciated figure, it was definitely comparable to a suffering victim.

And Wang Jing was kneeling beside him, carefully medicating the tooth-shaped wound on his shoulder, and gently blowing cool air on the wound: "Why are you so stupid!" I don't know how to hide when it hurts, and I can't help it! ”

Just this distracting speech, Wang Zixiang called out: "Tear-Emma-it hurts, tap it." Wife, let's be serious, okay! ”

"You're still talking nonsense—"

"I've beaten and bitten, I've earned something!" Wang Zixiang's eyes rolled, and he said tentatively: "Otherwise, wife, you let me kiss it, and I'll change my mouth and go back......"

"If you say this again, my sister won't give you medicine!" Wang Jing withdrew her hand angrily, using it as a means of threat.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zixiang was even more simple than her: "If you don't take medicine, you won't take medicine, anyway, I want to be like this, and I have to die like this!" ”

While he made a stand of no concessions, he made a gesture and dressed himself. This is much more effective than Wang Jing's threats, she immediately softened when she saw it, and backed down and said, "Rub the medicine on first, and then I'll talk to you later." ”

Wang Zixiang, who won the first battle, was not satisfied with the status quo, grinning at the stinging pain caused by the potion, and said with a provocative fire: "Wife, have you thought about choosing that method?" The three methods I proposed are definitely the best treatment for lovelornness, the kind that has been tried and tested! ”

"Have you tried?" Wang Jing asked with white eyes.

"Well, that's not true." Wang Zixiang really tried, but it was hard to say.

In his previous life, he kept a little lover who was dumped by his boyfriend, and he was cured by this method. I remember that the woman really liked that man very much, otherwise she wouldn't have come out to be a second wife in order to make money for that man.

"Then how do you know that there is a good way to try?" Wang Jing took this as an entry point, ready to push down and crush that set of fallacies.

Wang Zixiang took the opportunity to tempt and said: "It's very simple, can't we try it?" Tests are the test of some truths! ”

"Dream on you, my sister is still here!" After speaking, Wang Jing knew that she had missed her mouth, and her pretty face blushed for a while.

"I'm dreaming right now—what?" After Wang Zixiang habitually answered, he suddenly came back to his senses, which was not a small surprise. Of course, the surprise was followed by ecstasy: "Wife, are you still there?" Don't you lift that bastard? ”

Before Wang Jing could do anything, Wang Zixiang, who turned around, hugged her in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Not only that, but he also said wildly when he was excited: "Wife, I think this is fate and God's arrangement." Haha, it's so hard for you to wait for me for so many years. ”

After speaking, he kissed Wang Jing on the face again and again, as if this was really his wife and could let him 'play and bully'.

Wang Jing was holding the gentian purple for disinfection in one hand, holding a cotton swab in the other, and she was kneeling and sitting with him just now, and now she was hugged so tightly by him, and she didn't have the ability to stop it at all.

"Let go, uh-"

The sentence just started, and the rest was all blocked back by Wang Zixiang with his mouth, and all that was left was Wang Jing's long and dissatisfied nasal voice.

It was very light, and Wang Zixiang pushed Wang Jing down on the sofa. But he soon understood that the timing of the current push was wrong!

When Wang Jing was pushed down on the sofa at first, she subconsciously protected the potion bottle and didn't want it to spill out. However, when Wang Zixiang loosened her waist and put his hands on his full chest, she couldn't care so much anymore.

The discarded potion bottle clanged to the ground, lying on the floor without any luck, and the purple-blue potion that was used from it instantly diffused, outlining a dazzling irregular map.

And the positions on the sofa, men and women, have also undergone earth-shaking changes in the short moment when this small potion bottle landed! Wang Jing, who has a good waist strength, after freeing his hands, twisted his waist very lightly and flipped Wang Zixiang off his body.

Out of the habit of exerting force, or subconsciously treating Wang Zixiang as the care of the sick and weak, Wang Jing just flipped him over in the wide sofa. Then he raised his foot and put it on Wang Zixiang's lower abdomen, and hurriedly got up and sat up.

However, Wang Zixiang, who had no ability to resist, did not intend to be arrested, but twisted his body vigorously, and his hands were cruising and lingering on Wang Jing's body.

This appearance is no different from those lustful guys.

At this time, Wang Jing was short of breath, and her face was sometimes blushing and sometimes iron-blue, as if it was the rhythm of shame and anger. She quickly pressed Wang Zixiang's irregular hands on the top of his head, but she still couldn't completely suppress the twisting and friction of Wang Zixiang's waist and hips under the main body because of her weight.

In the scorching summer, the clothes on the two of them are already thin. Wang Jing, who was sitting on Wang Zixiang's lower abdomen, could clearly feel the strange feeling caused by the hard stick-like sponge body below rubbing back and forth on his T-shirt and small cotton pants.

In this kind of situation where he is reluctant to fight, and he can't control it, and then he is repeatedly washed away by this unspeakable feeling, Wang Jing's strong shell is finally broken.

In front of him, the face that was originally handsome and slightly green now looks full of excitement and madness, which makes Wang Jing feel very uncomfortable. When the picture quickly blurred in her field of vision, she choked up and cried, "Even you want to bully me, and you bully me—"

It's a pity that Wang Zixiang's current state can't listen to anything at all! The state of the sperm on the back of the head, only the thighs in the eyes, and the big breasts of white flowers is not like the one that can wake up as shown on TV. This kind of difficulty is not much lighter than putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, after all, the instinct of human beings as animals is to fill their stomachs and reproduce!

Facing Wang Jing, who was deflated by grief and fell softly on his chest, Wang Zixiang broke free of his hands for the first time, and tightly circled the delicate body attached to himself again.

Then he rolled over and pressed her under him again, leaned down to leave countless fiery lip marks on her delicate face, and finally buried his head in her white and flawless neck and kissed her affectionately and tenderly. From time to time, he raised his head and landed a dragonfly kiss on her red lips and the roots of her ears.

It's not that he is the first brother, after regaining the initiative, he has stopped those tricks that can only be used if he is lingering to the death, but is very patient in these places, looking for Wang Jing's G-spot.

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Jing, who was kissed by Wang Zixiang when the tears flowed out, was no longer crying, her nose was stirring, and her breathing speed was obviously much faster......