One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 1953: Such a terrible brother【14】

Glass windows, very cool.

The floor was so hard and abrasive that it seemed as if the knees were torn skin.

"Ah-"

Song Song, who had been biting her lip, finally couldn't bear it any longer and hummed.

Hearing Song Song's low humming, Gong Qing froze, as if he couldn't bear it any longer, it was more ferocious and savage.

As if this was not enough, he took a deep breath and whispered to her, like a training officer who couldn't refuse: "Say, who am I?"

Wherever Song Song can speak, his voice is hoarse.

But, she also clearly knows how terrible the end will be if she rejects this man, or pretends not to hear.

She squeezed out a few words in a hoarse voice:

"Gong... Gong Shao..."

Gong Qing was very dissatisfied, and her thick eyebrows twisted into a rope: "Wrong! It seems that you haven't learned enough!"

After he finished speaking, he slammed into it violently, causing Song Song's soul to fly away.

"Tell me, who the **** am I?" Gong Qing's tone was a little heavier this time.

It's not like an order from a superior to a subordinate, but more like an absolute superior who controls everything, coercing confessions to the enemy's captives!

Song Song couldn't take it anymore, she choked her throat, with a hint of crying: "Yes... it's my brother..."

"Hmm...*****"

Gong Qing snorted coldly and scolded a rough sentence, but the clenched eyebrows gradually loosened unconsciously.

Then it gradually accelerated, and finally, this long torture ended.

High~~ mocking, it came quickly and strongly, Song Song whimpered, stiffened for a few seconds, and then suddenly lost strength, unable to bear the weight of his body on his knees, and slammed forward.

The tightly closed eyes, so dazedly, were knocked against the glass window.

The ice-cold, snow-like cheeks were in stark contrast to the incomparable hotness behind him.

She couldn't move, her thoughts were vain, and she felt like she was dying.

Suddenly, in a blank mind, for some reason, a vague picture appeared.

Mother's gentle words, her innocent and clear greeting, the boy's cool figure... are intertwined.

Yeah, that's how they first met.

What a beautiful time.

How did he and she get to where they are today?

——[The 43rd of the Small Theater of Exploding Boxers]——

At the strong request of the fairies, an uncle posted a photo of wearing boxer pants.

Fairy A: Too loose to see the size!

Fairy B: Definitely not 6.3 inches!

Miss Xiner: Don't you understand? Do you think that the distance from the root to the navel under the boxer pants is the size?

Leprechauns: Isn't it?

Miss Xiner curled her lips and snorted: Of course not more! Men are all to one side! See clearly, from the root to the top, then to the right, until the waist and crotch, it is full of long strips! Are you talking about fire extinguishers?

Fairies: Oh...that's it! very long! Then why didn't a big lump come out?

Ms. Xiner: Nonsense, when the whole drum came out, he threw me down~~ Who will take pictures and give you benefits?

Leprechauns: Woohoo...then why isn't it black!

Miss Xiner waving a small whip~zi: I still want black~ to serve, why don't you go to heaven? Came to France to give my sister's man a round~~?

The goblins whispered silently: I have this intention and are organizing a group to apply for a visa...

[Remarks: Goblins who have not joined the group can look at the comment area in the early morning or tomorrow, and there will be photos that will be deleted after 24 hours. I just got off work, so I wrote one in the office and sent it out. I went home and continued. There are still several more in the early morning! ]