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Chapter 227 is not a saint

Miko Sato was already overwhelmed by the pressure, and coupled with Qu Zhiheng's mocking gaze, she almost lost her breath. She had to take a few breaths and say the words to make Wang Yu stand up.

Wang Yu actually wanted to remember it, but her foot seemed to be sprained very badly, and it hurt like hell when she moved it. He hissed and sucked in the cold air, and said, "I'm trying my best."

This is true. Wang Yu has been working hard, slowly moving her body downwards, trying to land on the ground with her intact foot, and get up from Qu Zhiheng in an independent posture. However, things went against her expectations, and she

As long as she moved, she would inevitably touch the twisted foot, which made her "hiss" in pain. She was constantly sucking in cold air, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Qu Zhiheng was sandwiched in the middle, like the sandwich in the middle of a hamburger, and it was not pleasant. This uncomfortable feeling was actually a feeling of suffering. Beneath her was Miko Sato, who was lying on her back.

Qu Zhiheng was lying on her body. How could Qu Zhiheng not feel her curvy figure?

However, Qu Zhiheng had been suppressing his physiological reaction. But Wang Yu was lying on his back, and Qu Zhiheng could clearly feel the huge softness on Wang Yu's chest and the heat in her lower abdomen.

What's even more terrible is that this woman is slowly rubbing against him little by little, and this feeling is getting clearer and stronger, impacting his brain hard.

Even if Qu Zhiheng's nose was not broken, he would probably have a nosebleed at this moment.

"Can you just twist it in a weird way?" Qu Zhiheng's suppressed voice reached Wang Yu's ears.

"You think I want to? Isn't there nothing I can do? Alas, my foot hurts like crazy." Wang Yu was still moving slowly, and his uninjured left foot was about to touch the ground.

Qu Zhiheng also wanted to get up early, but when he heard Wang Yu say that he had twisted his foot and it seemed to be in severe pain, he did not dare to move. He was afraid that if he moved, he would knock Wang Yu to the ground and injure her.

Adding to the injury.

Miko Sato also felt the oppression of Qu Zhiheng's business, thinking that Qu Zhiheng was also suffocated, and couldn't help but look at him with gloating.

Unexpectedly, Qu Zhiheng's eyes were very evasive at this moment, as if he didn't dare to look at himself, which made Sato Miko feel a little strange.

However, Miko Sato soon understood why Qu Zhiheng was in such a strange situation. Because she had truly and truly felt how powerful Qu Zhiheng was. The hard thing between her legs had already

Explains the problem very well.

What made Sato Miko even more disdainful was that Qu Zhiheng was squirming slowly, and the hard thing kept touching the mysterious place between her legs.

Actually, it's not Qu Zhiheng's fault. Wang Yu kept rubbing against him and thought, as long as Wang Yu moved, his body would inevitably be involved and a slight vibration would occur. Although it was only extremely slight, it was fatal at this moment.

, after all, the feeling in that kind of place is particularly keen.

However, after being angry for a while, Miko Sato put on an elusive smile. She gently leaned her head to Qu Zhiheng's ear. This action would inevitably bring the two of them closer, so close.

It was perfect. He exhaled like blue and said in a mosquito-like voice: "You actually had a physical reaction to your enemy. Are you too inferior?"

Miko Sato's words made Qu Zhiheng very uncomfortable. However, he had no way to defend himself. He couldn't say, "I can't bear it when I lie on top of you. It's all because of this woman Wang Yu who was twisting around on my back.

There was a physiological reaction, right?

However, Qu Zhiheng only thought about it for a moment before he thought of what to say to this woman. Although it was not a good word, Qu Zhiheng still said it very simply and without any hesitation: "Anyway, it's not me who suffers."

One sentence almost made Miko Sato angry again.

Wang Yu's uninjured foot had already touched the ground. When he heard Qu Zhiheng and Sato Miko's noises like mosquitoes, he thought they were about to suffocate, so he quickly said: "My foot touched the ground, right away."

Just stand up."

As he said that, he actually pressed Qu Zhiheng's body hard, stood up slowly, stood back on one foot, jumped twice, and sat down on another sofa.

Although Wang Yu didn't hear it, Qu Zhiheng, who was lying on Sato Miko, heard Sato Miko's extremely seductive moan. The sound was extremely depressing, and the reason for it was also funny. Wang Yu originally came from Qu Zhiheng's body.

The grinding continued slowly, and after one foot landed on the ground, she immediately pressed down on Qu Zhiheng's body to maintain her body balance. But the place where she started was at the junction of Qu Zhiheng's waist and butt, commonly known as the waist eye.

As long as someone presses the waist area, the person will involuntarily push the waist forward. Qu Zhiheng is no exception. Wang Yu used a lot of force this time, and Qu Zhiheng's movements also became larger.

As a result, Miko Sato was hit hard on the lower part.

Sato Miko, who was already aroused by the touch that seemed to be absent, could not help but groan. Although she had already suppressed the sound very low, it came from her nasal cavity.

But how could Qu Zhiheng not hear her when he was in such close contact with her?

"I thought you were very capable, but it turns out it's just that. Hehe, hehe." Qu Zhiheng said disdainfully to Miko Sato before standing up.

After Qu Zhiheng stood up, Sato Miko immediately stood up too. But Qu Zhiheng's last words made Sato Miko blush rarely.

"You two stop, I'm almost dead." Seeing the two people still at war with each other, Wang Yu said, "Look at my feet."

The nosebleeds of Qu Zhiheng and Sato Miko were caused by the collision. The bleeding had stopped at this moment. However, the bridges of their noses were a little swollen. There were not only blood stains caused by wiping each other on their bodies, but also nosebleeds.

The bloodstains on Qu Zhiheng's body were a little better, but Miko Sato's was a little miserable.

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Qu Zhiheng took a step back and squatted down. Since the short sword was in his hand, Qu Zhiheng was not afraid of what Miko Sato would do.

At this time, Wang Yu had already placed the sprained foot on the coffee table. After Qu Zhiheng squatted down, he said in surprise: "Why is it so swollen?"

Miko Sato also squatted down on the other side. Seeing Wang Yu's feet like this, she said in a pitiful tone: "Xiao Yu, you were seriously injured this time."


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