Chapter 26 Women's tenderness
Like a sister looking at her younger brother, like a mother looking at her son, and like a lover looking at a man, Wang Jiaoer's heart was all kinds of uneasiness and reluctance. Like every woman who experienced first love, she prayed that the boy in front of her could get better soon.
Xu Ge is like a mummy, wrapped in layers of white cloth with solid plaster inside.
"No bone is intact all over the body! What a fool." Wang Jiaoer said to herself, as if she was angry and telling a story. She didn't know why she put all her heart on the teenager, so that after handing over 10 million imperial coins to the fat president, she hurried to the teenager's side without any negotiations.
The teenager is two years younger than himself, without a handsome face, no excellent family*, no romantic literary talent, no top martial arts, but why does it give her enough sense of security?
She absolutely does not admit that she likes to lose teenagers, and absolutely does not admit that she is worried about him. She paranoidly believes that teenagers and herself are not people living in the same world.
"Miss, it's time to go back!" Wang Yu reminded in a low voice outside the door.
Wang Jiaoer waved her fist angrily and hit the teenager on the teenager, and the mummy teenager did not respond at all, but Wang Jiaoer seemed to feel the pain. She kept patting herself on the back of her hand until it was red and swollen.
Dora beside her is not like falling asleep all the time, as if she is a guardian teenager, and she wants to observe Wang Jiaoer, like observing a monster that has only been in love.
The night is so affectionate that it dresses up the bounty guild.
The new bounty guild began to revel slowly. Among them, there were brothers, holding their backs, afraid of hitting their shoulders, bumping into wine bowls, and drying them all in one bite. It seemed that their feelings were all included in their stomachs
There are lovers between them, and there is no legend of love at first sight. From the beginning of the conversation, to the later resonance, to the last drunken hug, lonely people need to embrace most.
Min Chan held a pot of wine in his hand, casually passed through several beautiful women, and silently scratched some oil, but he didn't want to talk to anyone. Today is a carnival night, a night of victory, that's right! But he was not happy. The brother was like a stone and had no reaction at all, which made him feel sad.
There are always bold female mercenaries leaning towards him, squeezing themselves with their chests carelessly. There is no sense of drunkenness and death in the gentle countryside, only a kind of worry surrounded by great worries.
"Don't worry, Brother Xu will be fine. Although he has not been sober, the doctor said that he has never seen such a tenacious person." Lei Kuo, who finally escaped from Ge Xiuniang's clutches, changed his usual heroic and unruly said to Min Chan seriously.
Min Chan felt a little moist in his eyes and touched and said, "Of course, we are all dead, and that boy will not die. I'm just worried that we died so fast that we couldn't see him wake up.
"Do it!" Lei Kuo was moved by the words of the hairy boy in front of him!
"Do it!" Min Chan began to drink a lot of wine.
The atmosphere began to warm up. Min Chan drank too much wine and became very active. He shuttled quickly between the crowd. As long as he met someone, he raised his glass to welcome him, as if he had forgotten his grandfather's deep blood feud and ** the tragic teenager.
Linger supported the handsome teenager who was not very heavy, and a faint sadness rose from the bottom of her heart. She knew that she liked a teenager, but hated it.
He took away his first time. She hated it. He hadn't touched her since then. She hated it.
But the lingering tenderness of that day and the desire of that night made her hate and love this teenager more.
The teenager was a little thirsty and a little confused to drink water. Linger brought a cup of herbal tea and gently fed it into his mouth. The teenager seemed to feel the bitterness of the tea and spit the tea in his mouth into the spittoon beside the bed.
Linger was a little panicked. She wanted to take good care of the teenager, but there was no way to start.
At this time, the teenager's hand clung to his waist like a weak insect, making himself unable to fall down. The teenager's soft lips pressed against Linger's lips, and a loach-like rich feeling passed through the teeth.
"Oh", the feeling of sucking numbs the tip of her tongue. She was afraid of the drunkenness coming from the teenager's mouth, and she wanted to completely degenerate in this drunkenness.
The clothes fell to the ground like flying snow, and the full breasts were gently rubbed by the teenager's hands. The hot skin could no longer stand the heat from the inside out. When it burned, Linger began to dance like a graceful lily.
About a moment, the teenager seemed to have lost interest in Linger's breasts, and began to search back and forth with one hand, not too anxiously walking into the dense forest of flowers.
The treasure house will always be opened. Some people enjoy the last moment, but teenagers prefer this kind of crazy exploration.
Ling'er has begun to twitch. She doesn't know why the teenager's hand makes her crazy so quickly. But the teenager didn't care about her madness and opened up his own territory at his own pace.
The teenager is a talented priest. He is good at grasping all the details on the battlefield and doesn't care who his opponent is. He just wants to control his opponent in his palm.
The ripe peach will flow juice, and the grown flowers will bloom and fragrance. Linger is a little exhausted, but in the teenager's magical hands, she is desperate to be crazy again.
exhaled a breath of wine, and the teenager finally began to take off his clothes without domineering stabbing. Like a rope, he sent the woman under him to the Moon Bridge again and again.
In the morning, the sky was still bright, and the woman beside him had left. Min Chan was a little annoyed with the woman named Linger. Although he did not lose his mind, the numbness of alcohol made him go beyond principles.
can retain sperm, but never show mercy, do it for yourself, and be more human.
At this time, the door opened, "Will it be Linger?" Min Chan is a little worried.
A creepy feeling came from the door, and a monster with no face and white cloth came towards him.
"Is it a dream?" Min Chan couldn't lift any strength because of his hangover.
"Do your big dream! I quarreled all night!" The mummy roared angrily.
What a nostalgic roar.
Min Chan finally gathered the last strength on his body and held the mummy in his arms.
"Grass! What a hooligan! Get dressed, hurry up, it's disgusting!" The mummy didn't know whether it was fear or nausea, but it did not break free from Min Chan's bear hug.
"In fact, sometimes it's very happy to be hugged by men!"
After sleeping for a week, Vice President Xiang Eight finally regained consciousness. The bounty hunter was sober about him in private, but there was a heated discussion. Some people rumored that it was Miss Wang's tears that moved death. Some people said that it was President Shao's cannon at night and brought him back to life.
But no matter what, the old hunters who first joined the bounty guild were the happiest. They reported to the elites of the eight groups to his house almost once a day, especially Yin Yu, who spent almost all their time within two feet of the vice president. From dressing to scrubbing, from washing to feeding, Yin Yu gave full play to her female role.
Of course, Yin Yu also disappeared.
When Wang Jiaoer appears in the bounty guild, Yin Yu will disappear like steam.
No one knows where she is. Some people once said they saw her on the cliff of the back mountain, some people said they saw her by the lake, and some people said they saw her in the highest attic of the guild. However, no one wants to speculate about the feelings of this excellent female hunter at the master level.
Beautiful things sometimes need to be well guarded. Rude bounty hunters are actually very simple.