Outright Favoritism Chapter 1196: : You don’t have to be too big!

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Zong Zhan sneered sneerly while holding the phone.

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 invigorating the kidney and yang.

Zong Zhan felt that Shi Luo was looking for death.

On the other hand, the woman with her legs up on the sofa, carrying a box of stinky things, is whispering, "I’ll give you some special order for you to eat. I asked Li Qiao about the nutritional value of these supplements.... .. Hey, what are you stealing my fans for?"

Zong Zhan took away the snail powder from her hand with a gloomy expression, and his voice was cold and cold, "Come and eat together."

Siluo raised her 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 legs and patted him on the back, "I'm helping you to adjust your body, you **** can't see it? The surname is Zong, let me down quickly."

Zong Zhan didn't speak, and carried the woman straight upstairs.

Si Luo couldn't beat Zong Zhan. He tried it before.

It's not that the 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 bandaged again, but Zong Zhan's belt has been scratched several times, and the pain makes her gasp, "You really are not...well..."

Siluo was thrown onto the bed on his back without finishing the words.

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 men? Huh? ?"

Si Luo's hair was messy, and the neckline of the chiffon shirt also showed the shoulder straps of the black bra. She blew the broken hair on her face, raised her leg, and greeted Zong Zhan, "Who call me baby? Face?"

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

Especially the slightly rising erhuan sound, which is very provocative.

In terms of physical strength, Shi Luo's resistance is no different than the worm shaking the tree.

So much so that she originally wanted to kick Zongzhan, but was pushed by the man's knees, and directly separated her legs, pressing people in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Si Luo trembled all over, and the roots of her ears tended to become red. Zong Zhan pressed her wrist with one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand picked up the straps of her bra. Miss Xi has always heard of it."

After that, 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 powerful shrew, struggling under Zong Zhan's body, "Listen to Nima, you can get me up."

She and Zong Zhan often have a variety of bad fights, including but not limited to physical contact and close hand-to-hand combat.

I've never used such a posture to fight. It's too intimate and even shameful.

At this time, Zong Zhan was violently pressed between her legs, not only that, but also shamelessly twisted her **** to his waist.

How could he be so shameless?

Zong Zhan ignored Siluo's spattering twists, and after half a minute, he pushed through the fabric, and a dark flame ignited in his eyes, "Is it necessary to be so intense? Your experience, what should I do now and still use me to teach you?"

Silo's face is a little red, not shy, but angry.

She gradually reduced the amount of twisting, staring at a pair of fox eyes, wishing to poke two holes in Zong Zhan's body, "If you don't get out of the way, my **** will 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 held Silo's lips, and the woman in front of him was a typical example of unruly and unobedient.

This is not the first time they kissed. The last time it was in the parking lot of a cultural 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 this woman has just finished eating snail powder, and the smell left in her mouth makes her scalp numb.

At this moment, 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 eat a piece of ***?"

"Don't make me feel uncomfortable, right?" Zong Zhan said as he glanced at the bedside table, half a cigarette still lying in the ashtray.

Zong Zhan took the cigarette to his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it, took a sip and leaned over and blew it into Silo's mouth.

Thick smoke overflowed between the two people's lips, and Shi Luo was choking on coughing. With the smell of nicotine, Zong Zhan stuck his tongue into her mouth.

Silo is so miserable, she feels too miserable.

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

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, and she softened after a while.

Zong Zhan didn't do anything excessive, he just kissed Silo, and even through the clothes, some reactions were very impressive.

"Will you take it?" Zong Zhan's strong willpower allowed him to still talk and laugh in this situation.

Siluo turned to his bones. 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 masculine dignity in front of her.

It's about the abilities of men, so women can't be questioned.

But Shi Luo always refused to be soft, and Zong Zhan didn't bother to talk nonsense, hooking up the zippers of her trousers and teasing, "You can say it if you want."

CNM, who wants it!

Si Luo's legs were pressed on both sides, and her hands were cut back 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 looks coquettish on the inside."

What good compliments do you expect a ruffian to say?

Siluo 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 take revenge for ten years.

"Who?" Zong Zhan stopped his movements and leaned sideways in front of Silo, "No subject?"

Siluo grinds 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 get into it!" Silo's face was cold, like a trapped beast.

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