Chapter 296: Fake Drama and Real Performance
When Matsushita heard this, he immediately took off his headphones and put them on his ears. The woman's reverie call came clearly, mixed with a strong rhythmic ** impact sound.
The majestic voice of "pop, pop, pop" made Panasonic feel a wave of dry heat, "Alice"'s proud face, blown-out skin, breast enlargement, and buttocks flashed from his mind like a movie, making him unconsciously fantasize about what kind of vivid and fragrant scene "Alice" Chiguoguo's delicate body should be under the impact of this power. Unintentionally, the man in black had already squeezed Panasonic Jian to the side, and his uncompetitive hand went straight to the crotch, and then he moved back and forth In the room, Lin Long's jade body was horizontal, his face was flushed, and he was drenched in sweat, his hands were holding the sheets, his voice was hoarse and almost crazy, a pair of jade rabbits were scurrying with two acacia red beans, and his slender legs were resting on Jiang Haoran's shoulders.
Under Jiang Haoran's strong back muscles, two black buttocks, like a high-speed piledriver, "Hey Autumn, Hey Autumn" is tireless, Jingjing's sweat flows down with his back, and in the sound of flesh, you can also hear the "quack" sound of the drill bit bringing out the slurry.
Fake play, real acting. With a high-pitched wolf howl, Jiang Haoran fell on his back, the drill bit was still high, Lin Long's body trembled, and the two ** fell weakly to both sides.
"Honey, wash and sleep!" Jiang Haoran got up from the bed and patted Lin Long's snow-white buttocks lightly.
Lin Long bee stung and startled, but soon said affectionately: "Honey, I'm too tired to do it, go to bed first!" Two lines of clear tears flowed to the lips, just for the lost innocence.
But these two lines of clear tears stung Jiang Haoran, thinking that his shameful behavior hurt her, he quickly hugged her in his arms and wiped away the tears on her face in fear.
Lin Long shook his head, signaling that he didn't have to blame himself, he was willing.
Jiang Haoran was so moved, he circled a heart shape with both hands towards Lin Long, and put it on the position of his heart, saying that he would be responsible and would definitely put Lin Long on the tip of his heart. Seeing Lin Long nodding heavily, Jiang Haoran took her into his arms again. The two hugged and said some affectionate words before going to bed, and gradually fell silent, but began to get dressed quietly and quickly.
Dressed in black, black pants and black socks, Jiang Haoran packed up, signaled Lin Long to stay well, prepared to answer himself at the window, raised his hand and scraped her nose, then turned around and entered the bathroom, opened the window, leaned up, and saw that there was nothing abnormal outside.
The two glass windows are closed, through the glass, the latch inside is clearly visible, Jiang Haoran listened to the movement in the room, pressed a corner of the latch with the thumb of his right hand, and with a force, the glass immediately clicked and cracked, and the slight sound seemed a little harsh in the night, Jiang Haoran even heard messy footsteps in the dark place on the ground, and his left hand quickly stepped forward, and there was a spiral corkscrew for opening red wine in his hand, and quickly pulled it twice, and the small glass fell down, revealing a long gap, Rotate along the gap to the latch, pick it up, the latch opens, Jiang Haoran pushed the window in, and just closed the window, several snow-white flashlight pillars swept over.
Jiang Haoran stood in the corner of the wall and listened to nothing unusual below, and then turned to the house.
The voice of male and female love is clear in the ear, the male voice is high-pitched, and the female voice is cheerful, and it seems that it has entered a good situation. The people who can come here to live are naturally not good goods, and Jiang Haoran has no intention of keeping them, so he opens the door and goes in generously.
All the lights are on, men and women are up, the standard Guanyin sitting lotus pose, a ball of white flesh is sitting hard, the abrupt sound of opening the door makes the woman look sideways, and then exclaimed: "Baga"
"Eight Mao!" Jiang Haoran raised his hand casually, and a white light from the corkscrew passed through the woman's neck, nailed directly to the wall, and a column of blood splattered out from the woman's neck, and Bai Huahua's body cloth bag fell down like a bag, but it was immediately pushed down by the man who was pressed underneath.
"Who are you?" The man was covered in red fruit and his face was bloody, and the brother below had already lowered his head, but he was not so panicked in his words, and one hand even touched the holster on the bedside.
Jiang Haoran frowned slightly, although he couldn't see this person's face clearly, his voice was a little familiar: "You, Lin Sanmu?" ”
Lin Sanmu was stunned, and the hand stretched out to the holster immediately retracted, and immediately understood who the "foreigner" in front of him was, knowing that he was not qualified to use a gun with Jiang Haoran, he turned over and knelt down with his head like pounding garlic: "Commander, spare your life!" The commander spares his life! I'm just confused for a moment, please see in"
"Hehe, it's really effortless to step on iron shoes and find nowhere to get them! Lin Miki? That's right, the first traitor of the Nanshan Independent Army, you got the first place! Say, where is Anna? Jiang Haoran smiled dumbly, his voice cold and majestic.
"Commander, I really don't know where Miss Anna is, I haven't seen her again since I arrived in Nanjing? Will you spare me this time? Lin Sanmu's teeth trembled and he said tremblingly.
"Hmph, spare you? I can't afford to lose that man, die! Jiang Haoran believed that it was impossible for him to know where Anna was, and naturally he could not keep him for the Japanese to use as a negative teaching material to promote. stepped forward with a black face, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Lin Sanmu's neck with a force, only to hear a click, Lin Sanmu suddenly lost his voice, and his head drooped like his little brother, Jiang Haoran let go, and immediately fell on the bed, never moving again.
At this moment, the footsteps of Thunderbolt Bala suddenly came from the corridor outside the door, many and messy, Jiang Haoran immediately realized that this room was also equipped with a bugging, and the Japanese already knew that they were coming.
Jiang Haoran dragged the quilt and sheets, walked to the living room in two steps, opened the wine cabinet, smashed more than a dozen bottles of white wine, red wine, foreign wine, and ping-pong at the door, took out the lighter from the pocket of his pants, opened the ignition, and threw it casually, the steel lighter flashed with red flames, drawing an arc in the air, Jiang Haoran had already turned around, quickly ripped down the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and the door burst into flames, and spread rapidly wherever the wine went.
Jiang Haoran opened the window, threw the curtain in his hand upwards into the air, and threw an object to the windowsill of the bathroom on the fifth floor, the window opened immediately, and the curtain that was just thrown fell down, covering the window below, Jiang Haoran stepped out with the curtain and landed steadily on the window sill, when the curtain floated away from the fifth floor, the window of the bathroom had been closed, as if it had never been opened.