Chapter 287: Eve of the Storm (Three)

Luo Shengsheng was completely lost now, blocking the back of his hand in front of him like a bell, pursing his lips, and shook his head seemingly, making it impossible to tell whether he was rejecting or simply denying it with him.

I'm afraid that you haven't done it for too long, and that the foreplay will hurt if you don't have enough, and you won't have any other thoughts.

Cheng Nianzhang smiled slightly and explained the reason why he was attentive tonight.

After saying that, she relaxed her hands and finally let her be at ease.

When the man looked down, he was distracted. When he saw the steel belt in the middle, he pretended to remove the mechanical watch on his left wrist and threw it aside.

After finishing it, she whipped her forehead again, lowered her head and put her lips on her, and returned to the side of her legs.

From the knee, Cheng Nianzhang faced Luo Shengsheng's body trembling, using gentle kisses as marks. Like a tired bird returning to his nest, he slowly approached the dense forest with abundant water and rushing towards him step by step

Luo Shengsheng's heart was beating, blindfolded and did not dare to look down, so he did not notice how his thin underwear was taken off by him.

When the girl finally realized it, she realized that the strip of cloth had been rolled into a roll and fell to the ground...

But pity.

Tsk...tsk...tsk...tsk...

Cheng Nianzhang's current oral work was not too fast or too slow, and his tongue slowly followed the abalone slit back and forth, occasionally teasing the flower core, but he just didn't go deeper, intending to use a teasing of the itchy shoe to completely suck Rashen's remaining mind.

You are necrotic!

Bang!

He slapped his shoulder and threw it off.

Luo Sheng was angry and finally stopped holding back. He grabbed the man's soft hair with all his strength, and said a complaint.

But who knew that the other party not only felt pain, but also sneered from his nose with a humble sneer: Humph.

The hot breath blows through the passage, causing her to tremble.

Well... I really convinced you... I want to do it faster!Don’t always mess with me... If you don’t eat, I still want to eat!

Gululu...

Just as Rashen raised the meal again, her stomach felt as if she could understand human words, and she screamed and burst out with a long sound.

Cheng Nianzhang heard it, raised his eyebrows and stopped slowly.

It seems you are really hungry.

Um?

Could this happen still be false?

I guess I'll feed you later, I'll work harder

Stop it!Procedure!read!camphor!Luo Shengsheng covered his mouth: Open the yellow tongue less, it won’t kill you!

……

Although Luo Shengsheng repeatedly emphasized from the beginning that he wanted to finish the matter quickly, it was probably because the desire had been suppressed for too long in the past month. This man's performance in sexual matters today is really a bit brave.

Later, the two of them finished the foreplay for each other on Nakajima, and then they stuck to the edge of the dining table, sat or lay on the ground, and fought for several reincarnations.

As he approached orgasm, if Luo Shengsheng hadn't been able to withstand the weakness and almost died of fatigue after rolling his eyes, Cheng Nianzhang would probably not have been so easy, so he let her go.

After a bath, they hugged each other and lay in the bed, determined to find a gap and relax.

However, after this, I slept for a few hours.

After the dream, Luo Shengsheng, who was sleeping in a shallow sleep, was suddenly awakened by the clanging movements of the kitchen pots and bowls.

Cheng Nianzhang was clumsy and wanted to help her cook porridge. The memories of Luo Shengsheng's first time came to her house were revealed in his mind. He followed the map to learn her steps and searched for things.

He never cooked and was almost in a hurry throughout the whole process. He neither knew how to match the ingredients nor adjusted the temperature. After boiling the porridge, he squandered the soup on the stove, leaving half of the shavings on the table...

A mess.

If it's just dirty, forget it, just clean it up.

But he tasted the finished product without believing in the evil...

The taste is mixed and it is really fucking unpalatable!

This will make people frustrated. He has always had a heavy burden in front of Luo Shengsheng, so he didn't want her to notice it. He thought that he would just pretend that nothing happened and just squandered his work, but he didn't expect that, just as Cheng Nianzhang turned around in a cigarette and was about to pour the pot.

The eyes suddenly met and the other party caught him on the spot.

What are you doing?Why would you rather eat alone than call me?

The man immediately held the pot handle with one hand and took off the cigarette with the other hand. Even though he was empty, he still had a bitter face. He was dull for a long time, but he couldn't take her words.

I didn't eat alone, this pot was garbage and I was about to throw it out.

He explained stiffly.

Rubbish?You burn trash in the middle of the night?Luo Shengsheng raised his hand and pointed at the range hood that was still operating behind him, showing surprise: You are not right, are you hiding something shameful and dare not tell me?

He said this quickly. After teasing, the girl stepped forward, and was not afraid of hot. She snatched the pot into her hand, flipped it over and over with a spoon, carefully checked the seasonings in the porridge, trying to find out what the hell was he studying.

Unfortunately, she was disappointed.

The pot is piled up with grains, which is simply messy. You can tell from the appearance that you will definitely not be much better at eating.

How could anyone put eggs into mung bean porridge?Don't be dead Ah...

So it's garbage, you don't believe it.

Hearing this, Luo Shengsheng looked at him with disgust.

Alas... Go and sit down. If you are hungry, it is a bit too slow to cook porridge. I will help you get the noodles, which should be done soon.

I'm not that hungry, just cook yours.

Well... The girl pursed her lips and shook her head: Let's have something together, I'll ask you if I have something to do.

Hearing her tone suddenly turned serious, Cheng Nianzhang's expression became solemn.

What's up?

Don't rush to ask, I'm empty in my stomach now and I'm prone to losing my temper.If you get full, you will feel much more comfortable.Anyway, it's not an urgent matter, so it's not too late for me to ask again.

loose the temper?

That must be not a good thing.

But since she had injected the vaccine here, Cheng Nianzhang was not inconvenient to say anything more, so she had to sit on the bench and chair obediently, put the cigarette that she had not had time to light just now, and put her hands together to burn it.

At this moment, the phone on the counter was blocked by him suddenly began to buzz, and there was a slight vibration at the man's hand.

The caller is Jing Long.

Cheng Nianzhang raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Luo Shengsheng's back, and silently chose to hang up the phone.

What happened?

He changed his words and sent a letter to inquire.

Qian Weicheng was seriously injured.

Jing Long replied quickly, and then sent another set of images, which were taken in the emergency department of the municipal hospital. Although the person on the bed had blurred his face by flying flesh and blood, Cheng Nianzhang looked particularly familiar with the clothes he was wearing.

It was the suit Qian Weicheng wore when he saw him during the day, so there would be no mistake.

From this, my brain suddenly disappeared into a blank space.

Cheng Nianzhang looked at his phone in vain, not knowing how to type, letting the cigarette between his fingers ignite air ignite on the side, and never letting his mouth take a sip.

In the afternoon, three vehicles collided in Youxin Road intersection. He was the one caught in the middle and was most seriously injured.There are penetrating injuries on the back, thighs and face. When he was rescued, he was unconscious and only had signs. The situation is not optimistic.

The Song family members arrived first, but did not see Qian Weicheng's family. They should be on the way here. At present, only the subordinates of Liang Kuiran's sect are taking turns to accompany the bed.

Assistant Song Yuanzhe also stayed there, his whereabouts were mysterious and I don’t know what purpose it was.

Also, after Zhiheng left Shandong the day before yesterday, he had been disconnected for two days and had no news.

If something goes wrong, you must be careful.

Jing Long knew that he was inconvenient to answer the answer, so he briefly sent the whole story at one time.

The progression was progressing layer by layer, and the eyes were full of shock.