Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang kept raising his request to He Wenbin, and He Wenbin did not object. Zhang Xiaoqiang said what it was. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled Wang Chung's relic out of his pocket and said to He Wenbin: "His specifications should be the best, to the front, this is what all our living brothers owe him. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang just walked into his villa, a strong tiredness poured towards him like the tide, the little girl's mother cooked lunch and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to come back to eat, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even look at it, and walked to his bed and jumped up without knowing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, his chest was dull, and there was a little wet and clattering adhesion. The bright light outside the window came in along the edge of the cloud-lined dark flower curtain. Through the light, he brightened the room. Xiaoqiang lowered his head and saw a little girl with a powdered carved jade sleeping perfectly on her chest. The drops of saliva left by the corner of the little girl's mouth accumulated into a small slump in her chest.

One person around her flipped her body for a second. Her flipping motion made Zhang Xiaoqiang discover her presence. Yang Kelpong scattered her hair and buried her little head to sleep in the dark. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully placed the little girl who slept like a pig beside her and slowly climbed out of the bed.

When he got down to the bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that his uniform had not been removed. He wore a pair of shorts. The nitrous smoke and stains on his body had also been washed clean. There was a clean uniform on the chair beside the bed, and the military boots on the side of the chair had been polished with oil.

Dressed neatly, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the living room, and the dining table in the living room was filled with a slow table of delicacies. Most rarely, in addition to Zhang Xiaoqiang's various spicy mountain pearls, there was a plate of stir-fried green vegetables and a pot of vegetable soup. Although the green vegetables were placed for some time, the colour was a little darker. You can see the long-barred green vegetables Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach was like a flame.

Just as he sat at the table and picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up the green vegetables, Yuan Yi came out of the kitchen with a basin of hot rice. She saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had already started eating. She busily put the rice on the table and picked up a small bowl for Zhang Xiaoqiang to fill the rice.

Zhang Xiaoqiang swept away the dishes on the table with the hot rice. He looked at the empty rice basin. Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little embarrassed. He looked at Yuan, who was holding the rice for a moment, and said: “You haven't eaten yet? ”

Yuan smiled and shook his head, looking like a little Jade in a home garment. “We've all eaten, these are specially prepared for you..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky outside and couldn't tell if it was morning or afternoon. He asked: "How many hours have I slept? ”

“You've been asleep for two days, Qiaoyun woke up in the morning, and you're the only one awake now.” Zhang Xiaoqiang enlightened herself. No wonder she was not injured but was able to eat so much. Turns out she didn't have any dark injuries, she was hungry for two days.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that Yuan's intentions were completely different from those of the past. Yuan Xiaoqiang did not hesitate to laugh at the fact that the whole person appeared cold and icy. Even after Zhang Xiaoqiang's relationship with her, Yuan Xiaoqiang did not show any intimacy with him. After that, Yuan Xiaoqiang took care of his injuries. Zhang Xiaoqiang was busy and confused every day. Apart from bringing her some messy clutter, he had no time to accompany her.

But Yuan Yi has smiled twice in a row today, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know why she is so happy today, thinking of Yuan Yi dressed all together, thinking that she came out of the kitchen, 10,000 years of not knowing the head suddenly opened the know-how.

“Did you cook today?” Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yuan Yi, who was cleaning the table.

Yuan Yi looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded. A faint spot of red spread out from her transparent ears. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back at Yuan Yi for shyness and said: “Well, no wonder I think today's meal is particularly fragrant..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke half way. Yuan looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with redness. His eyes were like black gems wet by water. His eyes slowly emerged as clear as gems. Zhang Xiaoqiang's big soft eyes lit a flame in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and held her in her arms and looked at the beautiful eyes of the waves of water. The big glassy eyes were a demon spring. She seemed to inhale Zhang Xiaoqiang's soul. Zhang Xiaoqiang was intoxicated by the big eyes blindfolded by the misty water. Clear, pure eyes like deep ponds were not enough for him to see. A warm fragrance like Lan's musk spread from Yuan's lips to Zhang Xiaoqiang's face.

Pink delicate lips are the bright rose flower that prints a petal pattern in his eyes, looking at the delicate petal, and his lips are gently printed on the delicate rose flower.

Yuan Yi closed her eyes, slightly leaned back her head, slippery · Shun's hair fluttered in her ears, she was held in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, felt his long-barred heartbeat, Wen Wei's airflow sprayed on her face, it was his breath, the smell of light smoke, it was the breath she hid deep in her soul, familiar breath with warm spot on her lips.

Her heart bumped and beat in her chest, a strong vertigo wandered in her brain, Yuan Yi felt lost weight, her whole body floated lightly, she had an impulse to fly, but her heart did not let go of his warm embrace, she couldn't help but reach out her arms to hold him tightly, hug his feelings so real, but also carried some illusions, she did not know if she would let go and fly away.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was strangled by Yuan Yi's hands between his waist some holding breath, but his chest could feel her heart beating more clearly. He gently opened her rose-like lips, the nose of the two collided, he knew her breath, and she felt him.

Two people kissed each other forgetfully, the two people held each other tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the two seemed to be merged together. His feeling was that of Yuan Yi. He slowly tasted the honey from the corner of Yuan Yi's mouth. At this moment, the two hearts were connected together, and both hearts were deeply lovingly opened.

Yuan Yi really felt like she was flying away. She walked towards her room in his arms. In his strong arms, Yuan Yi felt like a little bird dancing lightly in his palm. She closed her eyes and let him move around. She didn't want anything. Her head was empty. Zhang Xiaoqiang carried herself to the end of the day.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gently placed Yuan on the bed. He placed it so carefully, just as Yuan Yi is now a world-famous precious porcelain. He looked at Yuan Yi sleeping beauty and laid down like Renjun to capture it. Zhang Xiaoqiang gently touched her delicate cheek and felt the softness in his hand. He couldn't help but to print her lips again.

As the clothes fell on the feet of the bed, Yuan Yiyu's corporeal column, soft and fragrant skin like snow jade, then the intense cold fragrance poured into Zhang Xiaoqiang's nostrils, he bowed down to cover Yuan Yi, Yuan Yi closed his eyes and waited for the coming storm rain, although she was not the first time with Zhang Xiaogun, but she was shy, blowing the fragile light on her little face slowly soaked red, accompanied by her jade and stone-like powdery face, watching Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart move, he did not want to wait any longer, men were always impatient.