Chapter 1196: Don't make an inch!

Chapter 1196 You don’t have to be an inch!

Zong Zhan held the phone, sneered, hehe, the niece of the sky and thunderbolt,

blacked him out.

This is not over yet. In the evening, Zong Zhan heard the door bell downstairs

and thought it was someone from the military department to pick them up to the

training camp.

As a result, Zong Zhan walked into the living room and saw ten dishes on the

coffee table: stir-fried leek, shrimp seahorse soup, mutton and yam soup,

Shouwu simmered chicken, cold okra...

All are the best ingredients for kidney and yang.

Zong Zhan felt that Shi Luo was looking for death.

On the other hand, the woman with her legs upright on the sofa, carrying a box

of stinky things, was whispering powder, "Eat, they are specially ordered for

you. I asked Li Qiao about the nutritional value of these supplements... Hey,

you grab me. What is the powder for?"

Zongzhan snatched the snail powder from her with a gloomy expression, and his

voice was cold and cold, "Come and eat together."

Shi Luo raised her long legs and smiled triumphantly, "I'm really sorry, I'm

allergic."

"Silo, I think you really owe you to clean up."

Zong Zhan put the snail noodles on the coffee table, bent over and carried the

person on his shoulders.

After a while, Silo kicked his leg and patted him on the back, "I'm helping

you to adjust your body, you ** can't tell? The surname is Zong, let me down

quickly."

Zong Zhan did not speak, and carried the woman straight upstairs.

Xi Luo couldn't beat Zong Zhan, tried it before.

It's not that skills are not good, but the difference between men and women in

absolute power.

In the master bedroom, Shi Luo was bumped all the way and almost didn't vomit.

The wound on the ankle hasn't been re-bandaged, but Zong Zhan’s belt has been

scratched several times, and the pain makes her gasp, “You’re really not...

uh...”

Before he finished speaking, Shi Luo was thrown onto the bed on his back.

Immediately afterwards, the man bullied herself, pressing one leg on her

waist, and pressing Silo’s hand on top of her head, "Baby, do you know what is

the best supplement for a man? Huh?"

Si Luo's hair is messy, and the neckline of the chiffon shirt also shows the

shoulder straps of the black bra. She blows off the broken hair on her face,

raises her leg, and greets Zong Zhan, "Who is it going to call baby, do you

want to be shameless?"

This man calls Baobaoer different from others, not the same at all.

Especially the slightly rising erhuayin, which is very provocative.

In terms of physical strength, Shi Luo's resistance is no different from that

of Xi Luo Shaking the tree.

So that she originally wanted to kick Zong Zhan, but was pushed by the man’s

knees, and directly separated her legs, and suppressed the person in an

extremely ambiguous posture.

Xi Luo trembled, and the roots of her ears tended to be red. Zong Zhan pressed

her wrist with one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand picked up the

shoulder straps of her bra. Have you heard of it."

After all, the man unkindly pulled up the shoulder straps, and then suddenly

let go, and the bra straps bounced back with a ‘pop’.

A red mark was visible on the shoulders.

Siluo's scalp exploded, like a shrew with strong fighting ability, struggling

under Zong Zhan's body, "Listen to Nima, you can get me started."

She and Zong Zhan often have various kinds of fierce fights, including but not

limited to physical contact and close hand-to-hand combat.

I have never used such a posture to fight, too close, and even a little

ashamed.

At this time, Zong Zhan was violently pressed between her legs, not only that,

but shamelessly, he twisted her ** onto his waist.

How could he be so shameless?

Shi Luo's face was a little red, not shy, but angry.

She gradually reduced the amount of twisting, staring at a pair of fox eyes,

and wished to poke two holes in Zong Zhan, “If you don’t get out of the way,

I’m going to find a chance to break you.”

Zong Zhan patted her face, "The gun is on the third floor of the kitchen

closet."

The words fell, he lowered his head and covered Silo's lips. The woman in

front of him was a typical example of unclean and unobedient.

This is not the first time they kissed, the last time it was in the parking

lot of the cultural and entertainment community in Myanmar.

However, the kiss that should have continued to deepen, Zong Zhan slightly

propped up his upper body two seconds later, staring at her red lips in

disgust.

Nothing else, because the woman had just finished eating snail powder, and the

smell left in her mouth made her scalp numb.

At this time, Shi Luo had already calmed down, and she also noticed Zong

Zhan's unpleasantness.

She licked the corner of her mouth, and continued to test on the verge of

death, "If you say you can’t, you still don’t admit it. Do you want to take a

piece of Viagra?"

"Don't make me feel uncomfortable, right?" Zong Zhan said as he glanced at the

bedside table, there was still half a cigarette lying in the ashtray.

Zong Zhan put the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it,

took a sip, leaned over and blew it into Siluo's mouth.

Dense smoke overflowed between the lips of the two of them, and Silo coughed

constantly.

Shi Luo is so miserable, she feels too miserable.

My legs hurt, my shoulders hurt, my throat was choked with smoke, and I felt

uncomfortable everywhere.

She knew that Zong Zhan hadn't been a man for a long time, but she didn't

expect that he would not even be a dog.

Siluo couldn't exert her strength all over, and she softened after a while.

Zong Zhan didn't do anything excessive, he just kissed Silo.

"Serve it?" Zong Zhan's strong willpower allowed him to still talk and laugh

in such a situation.

Xiluo turned her back, and in Zong Zhan’s pointed question, she was not afraid

to sarcastically, "That’s it? Are you premature ejaculation?"

Zong Zhan didn't think about how to treat her, at most he wanted to find some

male dignity in front of her.

It is about the ability of men, and women cannot be questioned.

But Shi Luo always refused to be soft, and Zong Zhan didn't bother to talk

nonsense anymore. He hooked up the zippers of her trousers and teased, "You

can speak straight if you want."

CNM, who wants it!

Siluo’s legs were pressed on both sides, and her hands were cut on top of her

head. This posture made her feel like a bullfrog waiting to be slaughtered.

Then, something that is neither human nor dog speaks again, "Hey, it looks

very elegant on the outside, but it’s pretty coquettish on the inside."

What good compliments do you expect a ruffian to say?

Xi Luo closed her eyes, her breath trembled and compromised, "Take it, take

it."

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, anyway, it is not too late for a

gentleman to avenge him for ten years.

"Who?" Zong Zhan stopped the action in his hand, and leaned sideways in front

of Silo, "No subject?"

Shi Luo grinded her teeth, "I, take it."

Zong Zhan looked at her condescendingly, his eyes fell on the beautiful curved

mouth again, "Do I still need impotence? Huh?"

"Don't be too big!" Silo's face was cold, like a sleepy beast.

Faced with the woman's anger, Zong Zhan spoke in a leisurely manner.

(End of this chapter)