I ca n’t hold my head and stabb the tiles and want to calm myself, but because of the reduction of the pain, the effect is very small.

The brain became paste, as if he was attached by Teddy, and thought about it back and forth.

Now there is a hole in the ground, I can pass through the crust ...

Too uncomfortable, who will save me?

The sound of the bathroom door was suddenly pushed away in my ear. I looked up, and Ran Qingzhuang didn't know when it would come back.

He frowned and walked towards me: "Ji Ning, how are you..."

Without waiting for him to talk, I interrupted him: "Save me ..." I stretched out my hand, choked and begged him, "Ran Qingzhuang, help me ..."

Chapter 35 I don’t know why I kiss him

Ran Qingzhuang stared at my hand and did not move for a while.

The water kept pouring from my head, covering my eyes, I wiped my face, and suddenly felt like a dog. After the rain, holding the tail, walking all the way to find a place to rest, and finally found a eaves that seemed to be able to accept it. As a result, it was driven away before it approached.

Why did you fall to this step?

Slow down and stuck the forehead on the tile again, I closed my eyes and murmured: "It's hot ... I'm going to die ... I'm going to die soon ..."

Without waiting for me to be eroded by cancer cells, I will die tonight and die under the cherry blossom of this ghost.

Although it is not a good way to die for brain cancer, it is not a good way to be strangled and hot to death. If my mother knows that I am so dead, I will definitely sprinkle my ashes into the sea ...

"You come out first." Ran Qingzhuang came towards me and reached out to turn off the shower.

Seeing that he was in front of him, I didn't know which corner I found out of the excess strength from the corner, similar to Hui Guang's back photo, and grabbed his wrist at the time and pulled him into the shower room.

He fell in, five fingers across the glass door, did not catch anything, and fell a ball with me.

The water flowed from me and changed to him, so that his clothes were soaked in an instant.

He supported the tiles behind me with one hand, and his face was shocked and mixed with anger: "You ..."

Without waiting for him to scold me, I admit it first: "I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ..."

Saying sorry, he hooked his neck and stopped him from leaving.

"I have no strength ... you help me ... help me." I blinked the water floating on the eyelashes and murmured almost.

Even if it has been vented twice, the lower body is still strong, maintaining the scared hardness, as if it will never be soft.

Ran Qingzhuang supported the wall behind me, and was dragged by me before. Now I was free and hanging beside me. Two legs -knelt on my side, one inserted into my legs, and it was capable of my descendants. The thighs were clamped unhappy, and there was not much self -consciousness. It was completely moved by the waist and grinded up and down.

Ran Qingzhuang was grinded by me, and when I moved, I would retreat.

Where can I call him like a wish? Holding his back neck, he raised his leg on his waist, and his calf scorpion tail was lifted, hooking him to not let him go.

Just rubbing, I can't scratch the real itching place. I followed my shoulders, and I touched the hand hanging on the side of his body all the way, angry, and coaxed him softly in his ear: "Just go ..."

He didn't struggle anymore, nor did he scold me, and his muscles were stiff, like acquiescence.

I was ecstatic and couldn't wait to hold the hand to the legs.

It was clear that I felt very hot, and felt that there was an endless desire in my body, but when Ran Qingzhuang's hand touched me, I could still feel more hot.

"Well ..." I bit my lips and was all swinging. Because of the burning temperature, and because I did such an end with Ran Qingzhuang's hand.

Greed, always starting from a small thing, gradually raising his appetite, and then it was out of control. Chen Qiao told me that most of the old ghost ghosts in the casino. At first, I always played a little trouble, played tens of thousands of thousands, and after winning the money to taste the sweetness, the bigger and bigger, the loser of the ten gambling, and the last selling a house and a woman could not fill in the greedy hole.

I didn't understand why this kind of thing could not quit when I touched it. Now I see it, but I understand it a little. —The at the beginning I just wanted to slap it. Later, I felt that it was not enough. I wanted Ran Qingzhuang to touch it. Now the taste of touching has not enough. I want him to pinch, rub, and increase ... There is never an end to desire. Once you have it, you can't stop and want more and more.

"More force ..." I grabbed his arm, arched between my feet, and my lips against Mochuan held his neck side, urging insatiable.

He moved for a while, as if I was speechless by me. The throat knot rolled twice, and said coldly: "Shut your mouth." The medicine was really terrible. Nicha, can't help but want to hear him say more. Everything is good, scold me, boast me, nothing to do, it is okay. Ran Qingzhuang's fingertips are not soft. With some rough lines, the tiger's mouth is slightly cocoon, circled from the bottom to top, and then rubbed the most sensitive piece of flesh at the top. You can give him.

Hmm ... how can I be so comfortable, more comfortable than myself ... more comfortable ...

Near the peak, I touched his hind neck and short stubble, holding my waist and hips to send myself more to him, breathing disorders, and my heart was bursting.

The other leg bent unconsciously during this period, knee] top to Ran QingZhuang's lower body.

The muscles under the palm suddenly tightened. Ran Qingzhuang's five fingers closed. I screamed, curled up my toes, the whole lower body, from the outbreak point between the legs, to the thighs, radiating to the tip of the foot was trembling violently.

Suddenly, I seemed to fly to the sky, and saw that I was in a confused fans to put my lips against Ran Qingzhuang's throat, and licked the small water droplets with a little hot tongue. His one leg was tightly wrapped around his waist, his hands stroked the back, and he moved his waist with shamelessly, and took the object he was still holding down to his hand. If this is normal, I have to find a hole in the ground. But at this very very time, I am no longer me, but the pornographic madness around the drug. I just want to find a hole in it now.