The wretched heir of the main god

"Flap, pop, pop!"

Because Zhao Zhiruo had been tortured for too long, Zhao Zhiruo's energy had not recovered, and almost all of her strength was used to support her standing on her legs, so the soft whip on this arm seemed to be driving a fly.

There were only a few small cracks.

Zhao Ruoxue was upset. First, she gave Zhao Zhiruo a whip severely, which caused her whole body to tremble with pain. Then, with a flick of the whip, she slapped Wang Jianqiang's chest very hard, and the painful Old Wang grinned.

Zhao Ruoxue said viciously to Zhao Zhiruo

"Have you seen it? Just fight like this, don't look like you haven't eaten."

Then, she turned her head, her face changed even more, looking at Wang Jianqiang, and her eyes instantly filled with warmth and pity.

An angry light flashed in the palm of the hand, covering the place where Wang Jianqiang's chest was flushed by her just now.The look of love is just like a couple in love.

Zhao Zhiruo was stunned. She didn't know whether to fight or not. She was now wearing fetters. After being tortured for a day, her physical strength was far from recovering, and she was still not Zhao Ruoxue's opponent.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Zhao Ruoxue asked when she saw Zhao Zhiruo, who was silent now.

Zhao Zhiruo smiled awkwardly, then concentrated his strength on his arm and drew Wang Jianqiang's body fiercely.

When the whip went down, Wang Jianqiang screamed in pain, and then Zhao Zhiruo also screamed in pain.

The reason is that Zhao Ruoxue immediately whipped Wang Jianqiang after she whipped her.

"What are you doing, dare to hit my man!"

Zhao Zhiruo: "..."

Then, like a gentle wife, she pressed her hand on the wound on Wang Jianqiang's chest.

"Brother Qiang, it's okay, I'll just cure you!"

It fills the sky with anger and enters the body, it is warm, the injury is gone in an instant, and it is very comfortable. As a result, the nerves in the body become more sensitive. If you get a whip immediately, it will be more painful.

Afterwards, she turned her head abruptly and gave Zhao Zhiruo another whip.

"Don't beat him yet, do you want me to urge you?"

Zhao Zhiruo: "..."

After a daze, Zhao Zhiruo seemed to understand something, she sighed and waved a whip vigorously.

The skin and flesh rolled, Wang Jianqiang screamed in pain. After being magnified by the anger of the sky, the pain was dozens of times more than ordinary people.

Then Zhao Zhiruo screamed again, because Zhao Ruoxue was dissatisfied, and then she immediately healed Wang Jianqiang...

Wang Jianqiang is really hard to tell now, being abused by a pair of sisters in this way, is this luck or misfortune... Well, of course it is a great misfortune...

Lao Wang knew very well that it was useless to beg for mercy and preaching, and now Zhao Ruoxue would not listen to anyone, so she could only let her vent.

Zhao Ruoxue watched Zhao Zhiruo beating Wang Jianqiang with great satisfaction, and then retaliated by beating Zhao Zhiruo because of distress.

Thus, a very funny situation was formed.

Three people, two standing and one lying down.

Stand in tandem, one after another very rhythmically.

In the next period of time, the entire island was filled with the sound of a whip breaking through the air.

And the sound of the whip hitting the flesh, and the painful grunt of a man and a woman taking turns.

All in all, it looks very strange.

After "playing" for a while, Zhao Ruoxue also felt annoyed, so she let Zhao Zhiruo to torture Wang Jianqiang alone, and stipulated that it would not be enough to not torture until the whole body was wounded.

Zhao Zhiruo had to obey Zhao Ruoxue's words.

But every time she finished torturing Wang Jianqiang, Zhao Ruoxue's revenge was immediately followed.

Zhao Zhiruo can see now that Zhao Ruoxue is crazy, so crazy that her mind is affected.

And Wang Jianqiang is the most pitiful, he can neither move nor control.The one who suffers the most every day is the whip, Zhao Ruoxue's distressed touch and anger treatment, and Zhao Ruoxue's continuous "juice" afterwards.Enjoy the pain of falling from heaven to hell every day.

Just like Zhao Ruoxue played with her sister, when she personally squeezed the juice to torment Wang Jianqiang, what this girl did was to constantly manipulate Wang Jianqiang's feelings and never give the last chance to vent.

Lao Wang had been squeezed juice for many days, but the juice was never squeezed out once. The reason was that Zhao Ruoxue controlled his physical sensation, just not letting him feel good.This girl has changed her way, repeatedly torturing Wang Jianqiang with various methods.

The fierce physical collision between men and women, violent breathing.

Zhao Ruoxue's voice, "Brother Qiang, please beg me, please me to make you cool to the end!"

"Please let me please?"

Wang Jianqiang, who had been tossed with tears by Zhao Ruoxue's means, gritted his teeth.

"Of course......"

"I don't believe it! You continue to torment me!"

"Smart! Don't worry, I won't let you cool until you are thoroughly educated by me!"

Wang Jianqiang: "Woo..."

Despite being miserably tossed, Wang Jianqiang was surprised that he could endure it and didn't ask for mercy from Zhao Ruoxue. The reason was that he could see that this girl could not be solved by begging for mercy by herself now, and begging for mercy might even pay. There are even worse results.

He suddenly remembered a Japanese ergonomic game called "Day on Campus". In that game, as long as the player chooses one wrong option, it is basically a "good ship" ending.

Instinctively told him that he must not be soft in front of Zhao Ruoxue, let alone lie.

In fact, when he gave birth to this idea, Zhao Ruoxue proved his guess with actions.

"Brother Qiang, do you still want to open the harem again?"

"miss you......"

"You promise me not to open the harem, and I will make you cool..."

"never!"

"You promised me not to open the harem and stop interacting with other women. I will let you go!"

"I want to promise you, but I don't want to lie to you...I am a horny man who wants to open the harem!"

"correct answer!"

At that time, Zhao Ruoxue was still sitting on top of him, holding Xiao Wang tossing him with blood and blood. It was as painful as if he had been given ten catties of spring medicine, but he could not vent.