Chapter 599

Back in the tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang sits alone at the head of the bed. The incandescent lamp on his head emits an orange light. He stares at the door under the lamp. As time goes by, suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that a light person has quietly arrived at the door. It's a wonderful feeling. It seems that in his mind, the space outside the door constitutes a three-dimensional image, Countless dots and lines make up a vivid picture.

Then the tent is lifted, and the dignified and elegant Shangguan Qiaoyun comes in, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, silver teeth slightly exposed, but a dangerous flame in her eyes, like the greed of beasts when hunting. The moment she puts down the tent, Shangguan Qiaoyun's whole temperament still changes, from elegant and intellectual, to free and demonic, and the smile on the corner of her mouth becomes loose and full of temptation.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Shangguan Qiaoyun's warm eyes. He knows that he has become a lamb to be slaughtered in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes. Shangguan Qiaoyun walks towards him, and his clothes fall on the ground in turn. Finally, Shangguan Qiaoyun, like a mermaid, has delicate skin shining in the light.

A red and white, warm nephrite's slender index finger hook in Zhang Xiaoqiang's chin, slightly raised, let Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes and her face to face, looking at her mouth smile, Zhang Xiaoqiang fire, broke from her door to keep the ancient and modern wave, a hand around her waist, into the arms of the bed.

"Ha ha ha... Ha ha..." Shangguan Qiaoyun smiles like a wind chime at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then she can't smile any more. The wine red lips are covered by Zhang Xiaoqiang's big mouth. Shangguan Qiaoyun seems not satisfied that she is below, and she has a disgruntled nasal voice. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care about her feelings, because Shangguan Qiaoyun didn't care about her feelings before, Now he's going to turn around.

Shangguan Qiaoyun's nasal voice, with a low and almost unrecognizable whine, tells her what she wants. Since she wants to, it's hard for her to turn over and sing. Zhang Xiaoqiang won't refuse, but she can't be so cheap.

Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's repeated provocations, Shangguan Qiaoyun is a little anxious. Her hair is messy, her eyes are like silk, and her tongue is wrapped with red lips. His heart is sharp and his nose is trembling. Zhang Xiaoqiang almost surrenders. With her intention, he thinks that Shangguan Qiaoyun steps out of the room with a winner's smile every morning. He is hard hearted and unmoved.

A cloud of sadness immediately enveloped her expression. The red lips she used to kiss could now be hung with an oil bottle. With strong dissatisfaction in her eyes, Qianqian pushed Zhang Xiaoqiang's upper body away. As Zhang Xiaoqiang's body was slightly raised, her red fingernails flashed up on his collar, "Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear... Tear the shirt that is slightly wrinkled on him.

Shangguan Qiaoyun throws away his broken shirt, and suddenly sits up and hugs Zhang Xiaoqiang. She wants to overturn him and let herself be on it. Three or five times later, she finds that Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength today is countless times that of the past, and the mountain is pressing on her. It feels like the monkey king who has been trapped for 500 years.

Shangguan Qiaoyun raises his head and stares into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. From his eyes, Shangguan Qiaoyun sees a trace of enthusiasm and pride. Shangguan Qiaoyun, who is always smart, knows Zhang Xiaoqiang's idea.

It's one thing to know, but it's another thing if it's not as good as his idea. As an excellent woman, Shangguan Qiaoyun always wants to dominate Zhang Xiaoqiang and let his everything revolve around him. Unfortunately, her two opponents are too fierce. Yang Ke'er is the woman Zhang Xiaoqiang has followed since he started. Her position is stable and she is popular.

Yuan Yi is gentle, virtuous, considerate and weak. When it comes to caring for people, Yuan Yi is not the second choice. Moreover, she is weak and dare not take charge of Zhang Xiaoqiang, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang have a strong desire for protection. This is the best choice for a wife.

With two girls, Shangguan Qiaoyun has decided that if he can't get his heart, he will get his people. He doesn't have any other thoughts and cares for himself wholeheartedly.

At present, Zhang Xiaoqiang's initiative out of her surprise, see the idea in his eyes, has always been strong Shangguan Qiaoyun is not easily subdued, today is the decisive battle, either she completely subdued Zhang Xiaoqiang, or she surrendered.

Two people did not speak, each means, sit and kiss together, women's natural advantage is stronger than men, some women know how to use their advantages, let men become slugs in front of them, let them choose, Shangguan Qiaoyun more proficient.

After kissing him, she even hung his neck and swung a ecstatic swing. The sorrow in her eyes was as quiet as ink. The tip of her delicate nose glided gently on his cheek, and the tip of her tongue was light from time to time. There was a low trembling sound in her throat, like a kitten begging for food.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not a strong willed man, especially when dealing with these things. He doubled his self-supporting strength and had super high physical fitness. He yelled and threw Shangguan Qiaoyun on the bed.

After listening to Shangguan's smile, Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped violently. Shangguan Qiaoyun was not in the state at the beginning of the day, so she called perfunctorily. Later, she became emotional, showing her enchanting past. Her hands were clawed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's back, grabbing several red and white claw marks, and a low roar was issued between her throat.With the passage of time, the deep low roar slowly rises, just like the lone wolf proud of the moon, one higher than one, to the back slowly falls, seems to be urgent and slow, gradually silent.

Suddenly, a high scream almost spread all over the camp, and then Shangguan Qiaoyun's smooth and tender arms suddenly made a force around Zhang Xiaoqiang's waist, and his nails tightly clasped on his muscles to pull out blood stains.

"Ah... Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help screaming. Shangguan Qiaoyun bit Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck when he was tense, and his blood fell down to the bed sheet along Shangguan Qiaoyun's lips, forming an abstract painting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang hate Shangguan Qiaoyun bite too hard, also don't give her time to recollect, attack again, sweat exudes on the body stained by Shangguan Qiaoyun bite, scratch the wound slightly stinging, with this kind of pain, Zhang Xiaoqiang was distracted, inadvertently, his ability to strengthen.

"No... don't... don't... don't... Tomorrow... I'll give it to you tomorrow..."

Shangguan Qiaoyun is almost unconscious. There is blood on the corner of his mouth and he cries for mercy. When he hears that Shangguan Qiaoyun finally asks for mercy, Zhang Xiaoqiang is proud. His heart is so refreshing that he can't stand it, He stepped out of her body.

Holding Shangguan Qiaoyun lying on the bed, Shangguan Qiaoyun with long hair, cheek buried in his armpit, sleeping, mouth is still a small snore, Zhang Xiaoqiang contented, men have to be strong, think of here, he felt his little brother is still proud, seems to say his dissatisfaction.

In desperation, Zhang Xiaoqiang made his greatest ideal when he was a otaku, holding a beautiful woman in his arms