Chapter 419

Wan Qihong is about 1.7 meters tall, just a few centimeters lower than Suk. Of course, compared with his big brother, who is as tall as Akaki Gangxian, Wan Qihong is still a little bird.

She is slim. Her upper body is wearing a black long sleeve shirt with the cuffs rolled to the elbows, which is very neat. Her lower body is wearing the same black jeans, which is similar to Liu Feihong's dress. She also wears the cold color. In fact, even her hair style is very similar, but the biggest difference is the double peaks on her chest.

Liu Feihong's upper circumference is full and straight, but wan Qihong only bulges up two hills with clear outline and insufficient height. After pushing Suke down on the Kang, he begins to untie his coat buttons. The action is not slow. It seems that the neckline has been greatly opened.

Suk sat up with his hands on the Kang, stunned. He didn't expect Wan Qihong to make such a move until her neckline was open and her chest was full of flesh color.

"Hello! What are you doing! " Suk was at a loss to stop Wan Qihong's action, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand. In a panic, he could only exert himself and jumped off the edge of the Kang.

"You don't care!" As soon as Wan Qihong finished, she saw that Suk was about to run. How could he succeed? Her two hands attacked again. She saw that Suk had just stood firm and was suddenly pushed down on the Kang. But this time, in order to prevent Suk from jumping down again, the woman actually followed him.

The strength of Wan Qihong trained by the army is much stronger than that of ordinary women. Sukecuo is unable to prevent her from being overturned again and is about to fight back again. However, she finds that Wan Qihong has climbed up and rode on her body. Her legs are tightly tied to her waist, but she doesn't listen to her actions. After a while, only the last button of her shirt is left Still holding on to his post.

Just this last button, but can not stop the spring has leaked, delicate skin in the sunlight outside, with a touch of gold, a same black bra, not too much fancy, very common, but it looks very comfortable, tightly clasped in the chest.

The two small half bowls of meat, which are slightly exposed, have a round arc. Although they are not as lofty as the scenery of a hundred feet high, they are much bigger than they imagined.

"Gudong!" Suk swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and his brain began to hum. Especially the little flame in his body showed his ferocious face again. He kept jumping up and down. Suk was hot and dry, his face was red, and his breathing became much heavier.

Wan Qihong seems to be manipulated by the devil. Her eyes turn red. She only has one idea in her mind, which is to finish the bet and let the damned engagement go to hell. With a brush, her black shirt is thrown out, and her hands keep on lifting the hem of Suk's T-shirt.

Suk suddenly felt his waist was stiff, and he woke up in a trance. It turned out that Wan Qihong's action was too big, and her strength was not small, so she pulled up her T-shirt and almost broke it.

This accident made Suk realize that the sequelae of the system upgrade was coming. The fire was constantly swimming, and the soldiers were divided into two ways, one way to the stomach, the other way to the brain. The rhythm was to control the big head and the small head!

With this understanding, Suk quickly mobilized the strength of the twelve sections of Taoist brocade in his body. The warm current could not be detected at ordinary times. Only when he recited the specious formula in his heart and cooperated with the unknown actions, could it become a little more obvious.

It's like the fiery flame brought by the two armies' confrontation and the sequelae of upgrading. As soon as they came into contact with the warm current of twelve sections of Taoist brocade, they were immediately killed.

"You are crazy!" Suk grabs his T-shirt, pulls it down and returns to its original position, shouting at Wan Qihong.

"I'm just crazy! Who told you to make that bet Wan Qi red eyes, regardless of his upper body almost red fruit, regardless of his now sitting on Suk's body posture is how indecent, so straight looking at Suk's eyes.

"I don't want you to compete! I'm still in a hurry to go home, OK Suk let Wan Qihong say a burst of anger.

Wan Qihong's family education is very strict, but at this age, 22 years old, she knows what she should know. Subconsciously, she keeps telling herself that it's just getting into bed. What's the big deal.

It is relying on such self suggestion that Wan Qihong can complete the bet with her heart, "I don't care, now it's over!" Before Wan Qihong's words came down, she had already grasped Suk's belt.

"Hello! Let go Suk clutching his belt, two people like a fight in general, the control of a belt launched a bloody battle.

Suk was totally helpless. Wan Qihong didn't know what she had grown up on. She was so strong that she was surprised. But she couldn't really exert herself. She was afraid of hurting her. So back and forth, both of them became breathless.

Looking at the undulating airport in front of him, the two groups of soft meat seemed to be beating. Suk felt thirsty. Fortunately, the fire of the sequela was suppressed. Otherwise, I'm afraid the two would have been fighting for a long time."You go down!" Suk frowned and lay on the Kang, clasping Wan Qihong's wrists tightly to prevent her from doing anything.

"Aren't you going to bed? Go on Wan Qihong seems to be in a frenzy, constantly trying to pull out her hand, but Suk's grip is so tight that she can't move.

"Are you mistaken! I'm only eighteen now! Do you understand when you are eighteen? " Suk scolded in a deep voice.

"What happened when you were eighteen? Are you still not a man? It's so sweet! Hurry up! Let go of your hand, you dare not let me do it myself Wan Qihong, who would be scared by Suk, stares at each other.

Suk was so upset when she was run by Wan Qihong that she suddenly let go of Wan Qihong's hand and said, "don't regret it!"

"What do you regret?" Wan Qihong's hands were released, and she was not used to it, especially Suk's expression. The sudden change made her panic.

"Don't you want to end it? Then it's over! " After Suk finished, there was no action, so he looked at Wan Qihong.

All of a sudden from the initiative to the passive, Wan Qihong was obviously a little flustered. Her courage was like a balloon that had been pierced, and her mind was full of the picture of men and women rolling leaflets. After all, she was still a woman who had not been moistened by love, not to mention the men and women.

Just so active, seven of them are impulsive, three of them are caused by character, but now Wan Qihong bit her lower lip hard, took a deep breath, and still said stubbornly: "come on, come on!"

It's just that there is no courage in the voice. How can I feel a bit of stage fright? There is a glow on both cheeks. Even the upper body of the red fruit has a layer of red halo in the sunlight.