100 days of trial marriage:My mysterious wife

But he felt that Linbei's body didn't seem to be as hard as a man, and she was too petite.

Tang Ling looked at Lin Bei, a pair of eyes slightly dark, this little prince should not really be a woman?

Tang Ling's eyes look at him up and down again. He is less than 1.7 meters tall. He is short. He is thinner and more petite. He looks more like a woman

If the little prince was really a woman, would it be

Tang Ling subconsciously reaches out his hand and wants to check it carefully

"Tang Ling, you bastard, are you sick?" Tang Ling is thinking, Lin Bei's roar suddenly exploded in his ear, that one earth shaking, deafening.

Linbei roared at the same time, a foot quickly kicked up, to Tang Ling's legs to kick in the past.

Because Tang Ling was thinking about something, he kicked him out of guard.

Lin Bei's foot is almost full of strength, he kicked this foot, must be very painful, but Tang Ling did not even frown.

Of course, Tang Ling's hand holding his wrist was not loose.

Tang Ling a pair of eyes on his body again, and finally his eyes fell on his chest position, the corner of his lips slightly hook: "you eat so much, do not grow meat, do not grow strength, is really a waste."

"Do you care? Do you care? " Lin Bei saw Tang Ling's eyes looking at the place, a face up some ugly, at the moment he almost roared out a voice: "Tang Ling, you let me go."

"Shall I not loosen it?" Tang Ling is not affected at all. He holds Lin Bei's wrist and exerts a little force. Lin Bei's mood is a little excited at the moment. When Tang Ling pulls one of them, he doesn't stand firm, so Linbei is directly planting in Tang Ling's arms.

Tang Ling still stood there, did not move, did not avoid nor let, and then, Lin Bei's face directly into Tang Ling's chest.

That bumps in, Tang Ling did not feel any pain, but felt a little soft.

Tang Ling's lip hook, holding Linbei's wrist around the back of Linbei's head, but also deliberately pressure.

Linbei felt that his lungs were going to explode. He breathed out and then inhaled, but he still couldn't calm himself down. At the moment, his face pressed on Tang Ling's chest. He really wanted to take a hard bite, but he finally resisted.

He moved his head, because Tang Ling pressure, he can not raise his head, he secretly gritted his teeth, hate the roar: "Tang Ling, you bastard."

Lin beijue scolded him with great momentum, but at the moment, he was pressed on Tang Ling's chest, his wrist was held by Tang Ling, and his head was pressed by Tang Ling. The voice sounded stuffy, but he had a strange feeling.

Tang Ling's eyes seem to contain a subtle smile, sexy lips slightly open: "the contest between men and men, how can I become an asshole?"

This sentence, Tang Ling said that is a matter of course.

Limbe was angry. He was very angry, very angry, but he didn't know what to say at the moment.

Tang Ling has a special identity. In his mind, people like Tang Ling are serious and upright.

He never knew that Tang Ling would be so shameless?!

Such a rogue! So black!

Tang Ling can feel the pressure in his chest Linbei breathing change some hasty, it is estimated that the gas is not light, he used to be so angry?!

Is there anything wrong with what he just said? No mistake at all!

There's nothing wrong with the competition between men, unless

Tang Ling's eyes flash, and then slowly said: "otherwise, we formally fight."

As for how to play, he thinks he can think about it.

"Who's going to fight you? Are you insane? " When Linbei heard that he was going to have a fight, his face turned green. Who would fight with him and who would fight with him?

Insane!

If he wants to be able to beat Tang Ling, can he still bear it?

When Linbei spoke, he lowered his head slightly and saw Tang Ling's feet. Lin Bei's eyes flashed quickly. Then he quietly raised his feet and tried to step on Tang Ling's feet.

Tang Ling has always been very vigilant, and naturally found his small movements. When Lin Bei's legs were lifted up, Tang Ling's legs suddenly moved, picked up his feet, and then directly took them to one side.

"Ah..." Linbei was directly pulled into a big split by him, and sat directly on the ground. The tendons of his legs were suddenly pulled apart. The sour feeling was really indescribable.

Linbei breathed hard and tried to get up, but he couldn't for a moment.

"You're good at cross training." Tang Ling stood watching, not only did not help, but also said sarcastic words.

Lindbergh's body fell forward subconsciously.

At the moment, Tang Ling was squatting in front of him, so Lin Bei threw himself at Tang Ling directly.

His lips are pressing on Tang Ling's lips.All of a sudden, Tang Ling did not respond to come over, did not come and make a response.

When Lin Bei's lips are about to stick to Tang Ling's, Lin Bei's face is hard to avoid, but still not completely avoided!

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