Apocalypse Cockroach

Returning to the tent, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat alone at the head of the bed, the incandescent lamp above his head emitted an orange yellow light source. Under the lamp, he stared at the door for a second. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that a lightweight person had arrived quietly at the door. It was a wonderful feeling, as if in his mind, the space outside the door formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional image, in which countless dots and lines formed a vivid picture.

Then the tent opened up, the elegant superior official Qiaoyun walked in, the corner of the mouth with a smile, silver teeth were revealed, but the eyes flashed with dangerous flames, like greed when the beast hunted. At the moment she put the tent down, the whole temperament of the superior official Qiaoyun changed, from elegant intelligence to sluggish, and the smile in the corner of the mouth became scattered and very tempting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Shangguan Qiaoyun's fierce eyes. He knew that he had become a lamb to be slaughtered in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes. Shangguan Qiaoyun strolled towards him, and the clothes on his body landed on the ground in turn. In the end, he was like a mermaid to Shangguan Qiaoyun, and his fine skin was glowing under the light.

A red and white phase, warm fragrant soft jade fiber index finger hooked in Zhang Xiaoqiang's chin slightly lifted, let Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes look at her, looked at the smile in the corner of her mouth, Zhang Xiaoqiang fired, broke the ancient and present waveless from her entry, one hand wrapped around her thin waist, brought into the arms to reverse to the big bed.

“Ha-ha-ha..." Shangguan Qiaoyun smiled like a wind chime at Zhang Xiaoqiang. After that, she could no longer laugh. The burgundy lips were covered by Zhang Xiaoqiang's big mouth. Shangguan Qiaoyun seemed dissatisfied with her being down there, making a dissatisfied nose sound. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care how she felt, because Shangguan Qiaoyun had never cared about her feelings before, and now he was going to flip over.

Shangguan Qiaoyun's nostrils, with a low, almost unrecognizable tone, told her what she wanted. Since she thought, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who sings on her back, would not refuse, but could not cheapen her so much.

Zhang Xiaoqiaoyun was a little anxious, his hair was confused, his eyes were like silk, his tongue was wrapped in red lips, his heart trembled like a cry, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost surrendered, whatever she wanted, thinking that every morning Guan Qiaoyun leapt out of the room with the smile of the victor, he hardened his heart and did not move.

The mournful cloud immediately covered her expression, used to kiss the red lips, but now could hang an oil bottle, with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang's upper body was pushed by his hand, as Zhang Xiaoqiang's body slightly rose, his collar was lightning with faint fingernails, “Pull..." wearing a slightly wrinkled shirt on him was torn in half.

Shangguan Qiaoyun threw away the broken shirt in her hand, sat up and hugged Zhang Xiaoqiang, and tried to turn him over. Three or five times later, she found that Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength today was countless times that of the past. She felt like Sun Wukong who had been trapped for 500 years.

Shangguan Qiaoyun raised his head and stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. From his eyes, Shangguan Qiaoyun saw a bit of enthusiasm and pride. He had always known Zhang Xiaoqiang's thoughts wisely.

Knowing that it is one thing, if not his intention, it is another thing. As a good woman, Shangguan Qiaoyun has always wanted to dominate Zhang Xiaoqiang and let everything revolve around herself. Unfortunately, her two opponents are too strong. Yang Qiao is a woman who has followed Zhang Xiaoqiang since she started. She has a strong position and is more popular.

Yuan Yi got her hands on it first. She was gentle and kind. She understood people well. She had a weak little girl style. Speaking of caring for people, Yuan Yi really didn't make a second choice. Plus, she was weak in character. She didn't dare to take care of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a strong desire for protection. This is the best choice for a wife.

With two women, Shangguan Qiaoyun has decided that if he doesn't get his heart, he will get his people. He will not have any other thoughts in bed, and he will look at himself with all his heart.

At the moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's initiative came out unexpectedly. He saw the thought in his eyes. It was not easy to persuade Qiaoyun, who was always strong. Today it was a duel. Either she completely subjugated Zhang Xiaoqiang or she surrendered.

Neither of them spoke, did all kinds of means, sat down to kiss each other, women were born to be stronger than men, and some women knew how to use their strengths to turn men into snotlouts in front of them, leaving them to trade-offs, and become more proficient in the official Qiaoyun.

After the kiss, she even unforgivably hung his neck and swung a soulless swing. The grievances in her eyes were as dark as ink, the delicate tip of her nose sliding gently over his cheek, the tip of her tongue gently from time to time, and a slow low tremor in her throat, like a kitten begging.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a very determined man. Especially when dealing with these things, he doubled his strength and was extremely tall. He shouted and pounded Qiaoyun, the superior officer, into bed.

Hearing only one smile from Shangguan, Zhang Xiaoqiang's intense panting spread. Shangguan Qiaoyun had not yet entered the state at the beginning, screaming a little. Later, she became emotional, showing the demon of the past, her hands clawed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's back, grabbed several red and white claw marks, and her throat shouted low.

With the passage of time, the deep roar slowly pulled high, like a lone wolf's moon, a sound higher than a sound, slowly lowered behind, seemed to rush, gradually silent.

Suddenly, an exorbitant scream spread almost throughout the camp, followed by a sudden burst of force between Zhang Xiaoqiang's waist and his nails clasped tightly on his muscles to draw blood marks.

“Ah..." Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help screaming, Shangguan Qiaoyun bite Zhang Xiaoqiang's neck in a tight moment, too hard, blood along Shangguan Qiaoyun's lips fell to the bed sheet, form an abstract painting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart hated the bite of Shangguan Qiaoyun too harsh, did not give her time to taste it. He attacked again. The sweat exuding on his body was slightly stinging with the wound that was broken and scratched by Shangguan Qiaoyun's bite. With this pain, Zhang Xiaoqiang was distracted and his abilities were inadvertently strengthened.

“No... don't... don't... tomorrow... I'll give it to you tomorrow..."

Upper official Qiaoyun was almost unconscious. There was blood on the corner of his mouth. He shouted in his mouth for forgiveness. When he heard that Upper Official Qiaoyun was finally begging for forgiveness, Zhang Xiaoqiaoyun was proud, and his heart was so refreshed that he could not stand the appearance of Guan Qiaoyun, he withdrew from her body.

He lay on the bed with Qiaoyun, Qiaoyun, Qiaoyun, Qiaoyun, the superior officer spread his hair, buried his cheek in his armpit to sleep, his mouth was still slightly snoring, Zhang Xiaoqiang was satisfied, the man had to get up. Thinking of this, he touched his little brother still stood up arrogantly, seemed to be complaining about his dissatisfaction.

Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's helplessness, he made the greatest ideal of his man, holding a beautiful woman pipe...