Beauty is always a trouble maker

The most natural and unrestrained posture a man can take is to lean on the doorframe, copy his hands in his pocket, stand on tiptoe with his right foot, and whistle to his wife with a face full of idleness.

Women can put out the best posture, of course, is kneeling on the sofa, snow buttocks high pucker.

Shen Yue's current posture is a woman's favorite.

Wocao, do you want people to live?

Especially when I saw that little Niang PI sharpened the stick with a knife and put it back and forth on Shen Yue's buttock... A person with brain, I could see what she was doing.

She wants to use this extreme way to punish Shen Yue for her offence.

But Shen Yue, let alone resisting, could not even bite his tongue and commit suicide to maintain his man's dignity.

Pop, pop.

Looking at the man's bare bottom skin, he took a few strokes on boss Shen's butt with a stick, tried to feel his hand... Then he raised his foot and kicked him with the tip of his foot.

She's laughing.

"Now please say something good. As long as I'm happy, I'll let you go. If not, I will not cripple you. I only use sticks every day to give you a taste of that. "

As the pain under the ribs disappeared, Shen Yue's stiff mouth could immediately roll flexibly.

He also laughed and said in a very serious tone: "Zhuang Chun, I advise you to kill me now."

With Zhuang Chunxiu's eyebrows and his right hand moving, boss Shen felt as if his butt had been scalded by a brand iron.

they hurt.

He didn't respond. He just bit his teeth.

"Come on. My endurance is limited. Don't push me. I'll do it dozens of times. You know, I'm the one who can do it by saying it. "

Zhuang Chunyin said, and then he began to count down.

Soon, she counted to one.

Shen Yue also said, "kill me now. Otherwise, you will regret it. "

"Do you think I dare not?"

Zhuang Chun's eyes narrowed and Sen Sheng said. He suddenly raised the stick and stabbed it.

Although boss Shen can't look back, he can see what she is doing from the shadow cast on the beach after the moonlight shines on her.

He sighed.

I really don't understand how things got this way.

He admitted that he shouldn't be complacent and try to test the bottom line of little niangpi's patience.

But he knew better that after he was put in such a shameful posture, no matter Zhuang Chun really stabbed or threatened him, when he was back to freedom, even if he could not beat her with his own strength, he would still jump on her until he died.

Shen Yue did not try to find out Zhuang Chun's bottom line of patience.

On the contrary, she successfully touched the scale that he would rather die than defend.

A sharpened stick, of course, won't come down.

When zhuangchun tried to stab Shen Yue, he felt a certain breath from Shen Yue.

Desperate, murderous.

Zhuang Chun, who has always been used to acting freely, is afraid at last.

Only then did she know how stupid her behavior was.

If she doesn't kill him, he can only die in her hands, tonight!

Seeing Zhuang Chun's reflection, Shen Yue closed his eyes when he began to tremble.

He's waiting.

He didn't wait too long, he felt that he was gently poked by a stick under his rib, and then he could move.

Shen Yue slowly got up from the beach, put on his trousers... After taking a few deep breaths, he squatted down to pour out the gravel in his shoes, tied up his trousers with socks, and took off his coat.

In this way, he can challenge to death in the next process, not affected by loose clothes, let the state play to the best.

Zhuang Chun took the stick and stepped back. His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him, watching him do every action carefully.

She could feel Shen Yue's death intention from every action he did.

She regrets it.

Special regret.

She wanted to find a way to make up for the mistakes she had made because of her childlike innocence.

But in her eagerness, she couldn't find any way to persuade Shen Yue not to seek death by herself.

Using the truth of the existence of black fog beach?

no use.

Zhuang chunneng feels that if she really tells the truth of Heiwu beach, Shen Yue's determination to fight to the death will reach the peak.

Shen Yue stood up with the black thorn in his right hand.

Zhuang Chun sighed in the dark, lifted the stick and bit his lips.

In fact, even if she is barehanded, she can get rid of Shen Yue.

She used a stick as a weapon, just to show respect for her opponent in a disguised way and soften to Shen Yue: "look, you are not qualified to let me use a weapon against you. Now that I use it, shall we not fight? I'll give you an apology. You scold me. I promise I won't be angry. "

Of course, Shen Yue could see what she wanted to say. He laughed bitterly, and then the black thorn waved and the dull voice rushed up.

Thorn tip, in the moonlight to draw a no light, lightning as this to the pure heart.

Zhuang Chun didn't move.

The reason why a master becomes a master is that he uses static braking.

If you don't move, you'll have to move.

Shen Yue is also an expert... So he knows this very well.

In the room of electric light and flint, a black stabbing point of black light was drawn in the moonlight, which made a slight sound of wheezing and quickly stabbed Zhuang Chun's heart.

She still didn't move, just like she didn't see the black thorn coming, but she just picked her eyebrows lightly.

Shen Yue's wrist moved like a snake. He had already rubbed the black thorn of Zhuang Chun's heart clothes, and suddenly raised his head and stabbed her left shoulder.

Taking the power of heaven and earth... The black thorn suddenly avoided Zhuang Chun's key point and turned to her left shoulder

It's not that Shen Yue couldn't bear to stab her because she didn't move.

It's because the final location of his black thorn is her left shoulder socket, not her heart.

The vicious stab at her heart was just a fake move.

Little Niang PI had seen it for a long time, so she stood still and let Shen Yue change his moves calmly.

Well, since she can see that Shen Yue's move is actually to stab her left shoulder, she should dodge when she stabs her left shoulder. At the same time, she should give this guy a sharp counterattack.

However, when the sharp point of the black thorn pierced her clothes, her snow skin, her shoulder blades, and came out from the snow skin of her back shoulder, she did not move.

Zhuang Chun is like a lifeless sculpture. He holds the stick obliquely with his right hand, and puts his left hand under the rib. His slender fingers make a strange formula. When he comes out of the black thorn, he doesn't have any reaction.

Even the tip of my brow didn't move.

Long eyelashes, slightly down, covering the eyes.

What happened to her?

Is it hard to avoid Shen Yue's attack, or is it not afraid of pain?

If she is not afraid of pain, the big artery will not suddenly protrude under the crystal ear lobe.

Zhuang Chun is afraid of pain and can easily avoid Shen Yue's attack.

She did not hide, so quietly standing on the beach.

It's like a statue without life.

Tick.

A drop of panda blood, in the moonlight, slowly drips from the tip of the thorn, and falls on the beach, making a tiny sound.

Shen Yue also became a statue. Looking at the blood gushing out of the black thorn blood trough, he dyed Zhuang Chun's white clothes red in an instant, and asked in a hoarse voice, "why don't you escape?"

Zhuang Chun said something.

Her tone of voice, like a little daughter-in-law who did something wrong, timidly: "I make you angry."

Shen Yue laughed, angry: "ha ha, do you want to use this way to resolve my anger?"

Zhuang Chun's eyelashes fluttered and said in a low voice, "who let me make the child angry and make you angry?"

"Do you think that if you do this, I can forgive you and let you achieve your ulterior ultimate goal?"

"What else do you want me to do?"

Without waiting for Shen Yue to say anything, Zhuang Chun took the lead and said, "except to let me die. Whatever you do to me, I will satisfy you. "

On the back of Shen Yue's right hand with the black thorn, the green tendons were bulging. Sen Sheng said, "I just want you to die."

Zhuang Chun shook his head.

He sneered: "ha ha, afraid of death?"

"No

Zhuang Chun shook his head again, threw away the stick and said, "I will die, and you will die. Before I gave birth to our son, we had to die together. "

They didn't speak for a long time, but the blood flowing out of the black thorn trough dyed Zhuang Chun's white clothes red.

It looks very scary.

And her face, also quickly pale.

But she didn't care. Her face was full of "I'm wrong" guilt. She pleaded in a low voice: "otherwise, I'll take off my pants and lie on the beach and let you spank me with a stick, OK? Then you won't be angry. "

Without waiting for Shen Yue to say anything, Zhuang Chun began to unlock his coat, untie his belt and pull his trousers down

Her lower abdomen is flat and strong, her snow skin is more crystal clear than that of the cold moon, and she will soon fade below her hip bone. Shen Yue, who is completely stupid, finally wakes up in time and cries in a hurry: "stop!"

Zhuang Chun, whose trousers were about to fade to the bottom of his hip, immediately looked up and asked with a happy face: "are you not angry with me?"

"I'm afraid of being scared by your little hairtail."

Shen Yue really can't understand whether he should be angry or not.

Shouldn't you be angry?

The seven foot man took off his pants by the little girl's skin, and knelt on the ground with his buttocks puckered. He was threatened by her with a stick, and he would explode chrysanthemums and flowers. Anyone would be ashamed and angry and helpless. He would rather die than regain his dignity.

Should I be angry?

After realizing that she had done something wrong, in order to make up for his damaged man's dignity, she was not only willing to be stabbed with a black thorn, but also ignored the blood and dyed her half red. She also untied her belt, wanted to take off her pants and put on the posture he had just done. She was spanked with a stick

If boss Shen gets angry again, she has to pucker up and kneel down on the beach. Is that still a person?

At least, it's not a man.

Shen Yue had never planned to be an elegant Pavilion in the mountains. He had no choice but to satirize. He pressed her shoulder with his left hand and slowly retracted the black thorn.

As soon as the black thorn came back, the blood was more urgent.

"You fool, why don't you run away? Don't you see that I was just teasing you? "

Maybe it was Zhuang Chun's pale face that made Shen Yue feel sad. He threw away the black thorn in a hurry, pulled up the hem of his shirt, opened his mouth, bit and stabbed... He wanted to bandage Zhuang Chun's wound.

But when he tore off his shirt, he saw that Zhuang Chun's right hand had two fingers in his middle, and the blood stopped miraculously after several points around the wound.

Then, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her pocket. The mouth of the bottle tilted and bumped carefully. Some powder was sprinkled on the wound, and she said with pride, "after I sprinkle this powder, the wound will soon heal. And after it's done, the skin is still silky and smooth, leaving no blemish. "

Shen Yue didn't speak. He just looked at her.

Zhuang Chun collected all the medicine bottles and asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Shen Yue shook his head. He didn't want to tell her that he couldn't understand her any more.

It's not only terrifying, but also inexplicably simple, which reminds people of impeccable jade.

Zhuang Chun said in a low voice, "I'm a little tired. Maybe it's too much blood loss. "

Without waiting for Shen Yue to say anything, Zhuang Chun raised her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, closed her eyes and collapsed in his arms.