Some people just don't believe in evil. It's not good.

Tang Jingzong had a natural nerve and had to go to Lishan. The official Zhang Quanyu said that after the king of Zhou You, he traveled to Li Mountain. The emperor who touched Lishan again was not good. The first emperor was buried in that second death. Xuanzong practiced the palace and An Lushan was in turmoil. Mu Zong went to Lishan. When he came back, he died. Jingzong said that this thing was too weird. I have to see what I know. So I went. The next year it hung up.

So. Yanai admonished himself all the time. Something. Believe in evil.

Although I am a literati neurosis. It's a far cry from that violent version of neurosis. Can. According to the Dutch sister. The destructive power is still quite large. So. That's how he treated me. I must have "tortured" him when I was sick... Merely. Yanai was a little frightened in his heart. I'm sick now and I'm starting to take the perverted route. So he was so "treated the way of others and governed them in the same way".

Cough. Once Yanai believed in her own evil. Person. It's a change bag.

Obviously, the tension in his body has thinned. She also secretly went to see Gong Xiaoyue, who was driving. He tried to find clues of his bird-like transformation between his eyebrows.

Of course. She's not feeling well right now. It's hard to talk about.

He stuffed something into his water hole. I have been pinching the two cloves of mussel meat and not letting go for a long time. Yanai only felt the coldness in his heart. Yanai did not dare to move. I'm afraid of hurting myself.

It was as if the cool air was gradually sticking to the entire inner wall. He was gone. Also give her a little Nene. Give her pants too. Then let her sit back. He himself drove with a gloomy face.

The thing he put in seemed to melt. Yanai clamped his legs. I just feel uncomfortable picking at my heart. Heart. is empty. Empty emptiness.

In fact, there is not much movement inside. But. Have you ever eaten jumping candy, comrades? Hold a small amount in your mouth. It's sweet again. Jumping in it again. It's a little spicy. Tingling in the mouth. At this time. That's what the mouth under the yamani tastes like. Not violent. But for a while. And hemp. After the hemp, it is wet with foam. One wet. The heart is empty.

Yanai swallowed quietly. She's savoring it. From time to time, small movements move the buttocks. Depending on which posture this feeling will be lighter. Pity. A move is a clamour, a teasing. Yanai's hand began to tug tightly on the trouser leg at the knee. I didn't have time to look at Gong Xiaoyue anymore. I don't have time to think about how perverted she is.

From the moment she peeked at him. Gong Ye obviously felt that she seemed to be relaxed. Even. Aim at yourself and bring it all.。。 Guilty.

This bad woman is weird and short-circuited. Gong Ye didn't plan to bird her. Can. She began to wrench it slightly. An unconscious sneer curled up on Gong Ye's lips.

By the time the car drove into the camp, it was already nightfall.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Yanai was a little unable to hold back. But. More important. She wanted to go to the toilet and wash up.

Pathetic. Gong Ye nodded. "Get out of the car. Don't hold your legs. Don't be allowed to speak. ”

There are a few grievances in the ya. Where did I go? I hate women who talk the most.

She glared at him. But. Because he already has "guilt" for him. There was some grief in this glare.

Gong Ye was glared at by her so complaining. The heart twitched.

Then. It's annoying. You have to keep your heart.

"You can't go to the toilet or not."

He yelled. The Yanai grinded and grinded the car door down.

Gong Ye's heart is still pumping.

Her slightly twisted waist.

A round ass wrapped in trousers.

Long legs that are limp.

Weak arms.

Tell her not to zhe, she has to zhe. Her posture when she got out of the car was like a concubine getting up from a soft couch drunk. Jiao'er. Jiao'er.

Gong Ye couldn't wait to blow the whistle for her in the back. Attention. See if the tender bones can support her puddle of spring mud and soft body.

Han Yingqin is a weird uncle. He gathered a group of high-ranking officers here and tossed them around like special forces. That's a little bit. It is estimated that they are all engaged in 800 lili training on the high ground. Uncle Eccentric has always been very concise. The camp is simple and remote. Uncle Eccentric stated with a light smile at the kick-off meeting: "Think about it. If even the guards around you are destroyed. How do you do. "In a nutshell. It's all on your own.

So. The camp is almost like an empty city. Except for the periphery of strict prohibitions. After coming in. Not even the guards. So. This is convenient for Gong Ye to act and behave.

Of course. Even if you meet someone. Gong Ye was not stunned. He was originally engaged in outreach. Sometimes it's not surprising to bring a few people. Not to mention this point. It's in full swing on the high grounds. The camp is deserted. Except for a couple of clerical. They are all nested next to the computer. Hell.

In addition, Gong Ye deliberately avoided suspicion. There was indeed no one to see along the way. The black light dripped, and the fire dripped into a very simple toilet.

The ferocity trotted in. Gong Ye also followed up.

Screaming. "What are you doing in here?"

Gong Ye bolted the door behind his back. "It's dirty here. Don't step on. ”

The lights in the toilets are also not bright. It stinks again. The diaphragm should be dead. I really didn't dare to move.

You want to. It's all men. They are all well-trained men. In the field, lying in ambush next to the dung heap for a day and a night there was no problem. Who cares if the toilet is clean or not.

Gong Ye smiled lightly. Take out the lighter. Add another touch of light to her. "Go."

This one is brighter. He can see his surroundings clearly.

It's just a pit.

Of course, it didn't get to the point of urine. But. It's still dirty. The toilet is all gan yellow. The edges are also black.

The station can't stand. But. What's the solution. She couldn't hold back.

Like a fussy little child. Heels are stepped on the slightly cleaner sides. Legs apart. Start unbuttoning your pants.

He just looked at it leisurely with a lighter. He looked at it like that. Of course, the ferophyll can't stand it. But. He didn't do it. It's dark and dirty. The ferophyll is even more unbearable.

She didn't look at him either. Keep your head down. Untie your pants. Take off your pants. Pull down. Get down. Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

You didn't see her. It was a face flushed with shame.

She didn't dare to solve it as freely as usual. Or. The sound is even more embarrassing. Just a little. A little bit. As everyone knows. It sounds even more ecstatic.

Let's be honest. Gong Shao looked at her little relief. It's so cute.

What a coquette. It must be the worst toilet I've ever attended. Watch her crouch. Tugging at his pants tightly. I was afraid that my pants would get dirty. The whole body was also tense. It seems that as soon as you stretch, you will encounter dirty things.

She wiped it back with a tissue. Twisting posture. Let's be honest. If it's next to a high-end toilet. This set of moves can be called elegant.

What's more interesting is.

She's obviously done. Wipe it all down. Stand up. She crouched down again. A little bit. Rub again.

Later, ah. Every passerby knows that she is a terrible person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's after urinating. Wait a little longer. Pee a little more out... This is a habit developed when I was a child when I went out for a spring outing and suffocated in the car. Of course. This habit is very bad. Not good for the kidneys. She reached a high consensus on this issue: she couldn't be allowed to in the toilet. So. Later, when he went to the toilet, someone supervised the drip from time to time. must eliminate her "psychological effect".

At this time, Gong Shao actually frowned. It's too hard for her to go to the toilet. First, the "psychological effect" is heavy. Tight urine. Two. It's too clean. Rub it all the time. It's actually not good.

Cough. I can't help but sigh again. There are still blessing drops in the yamen. She doesn't dislike her from all walks of life. Even serving feces and urine is conscientious. Imagine. The old bird in the ya. There was a day when I couldn't move. She drip people and horses have served her all their lives, and these details are all too familiar to the birds. The custodian told her to spread out on the bed, all clean and beautiful, an old lady.

Put on your pants. It's finally done. He walked out cautiously again. Go to that little water hose and wash your hands.

Still.

Somehow. Stand up. The lower body is hot and itchy.

This humble environment. The yamen can't be washed there. But she just wiped a few handfuls hard. But... The more I rub it, the stronger it feels.

Yanai didn't want to stay in this toilet for a moment. I washed my hands and hurried out.

Gong Ye turned off the lighter. Silently followed.

Little whore. If you don't go to the toilet, I'll fill you with water and tell you to go to the toilet.

Know no. The more the medicine is poured out, the more obscene it becomes. Your urine is flushing out all the effects of the medicine. You're just waiting to take off your pants and touch yourself. The more you touch it, the more fragrant it becomes; The more fragrant. The man smelled it. The more animalistic.

Gong Ye stepped forward and grabbed her wrist. took her into a room in a small building on the second floor.

Zheng Jing's room.

Gong Ye pinched the time really well.

Twenty more minutes. The team is coming back.

The team went back to their rooms for half an hour to tidy up. Gather on the whole playground. I also have to listen to General Xiao Han's summary speech.

There will be a loud voice on the field. One by one, "to".

If there is no "to" ...

Hey. That's the best thing. General Xiao Han is a freak and will lead the crowd to "go to your camp" tent. Shame on you. Under your dripping face.

Last time. A colonel is just slow to change his pants. was blocked at the entrance of the camp tent by General Xiao Han and his generals and soldiers. A light smile. "I should have asked your soldiers to see your speed."

General Han is just that, it's not a thing.

(Note: I am definitely not writing this paragraph about going to the toilet today.) But. I want to illustrate. A man. If you don't even mind your and pee. Able to take care of you at the hospital bed. can take care of you until you are old. He truly loves you. ）