Chapter 423: Tenderness is like water, passion is like fire
The darkness of the night sky was suddenly broken by a burst of brilliant fireworks, and the colorful light brought a glimmer of light to the dark alley.
In the dark alley, a tall, sexy and long-haired beauty was being held tightly by two burly men with one hand and her red cherry mouth was tightly covered, unable to scream at all.
Come.
The light reflected on the faces of the two men, and you could clearly see the greed and lust on their faces.
There is no doubt that this tall beauty wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and plump breasts, if she were any normal man, in such a dark night, it would be difficult not to have a kind of evil feeling towards her.
think.
What's more, she, Zhou Biyao, is the prey they have planned for a long time. Of course, this prey has to be brought to their boss. Maybe he will enjoy this delicate beauty first, and they can only copy others' wisdom, but facing Zhou Biyao's level
It doesn't matter if a beautiful woman picks up someone's teeth.
"Scream, scream, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken."
"Tonight, we will serve you well, and we will make sure you know what it means to be ecstatic." The burly, inch-haired man on the left stared at Zhou Biyao's tight buttocks outlined by his tight jeans, and swallowed hard.
He took a sip of saliva. If he took off her pants, he would see how white and tender they would be inside. Just thinking about it makes people excited.
"I just can't wait." He howled in a low voice. After a pause, he couldn't help but swallowed again. He looked sideways at another slightly thinner man in a blue trench coat and whispered, "
Old three, why don’t we give it a try first, I really can’t bear it anymore.”
"Stop dawdling, when the boss gets angry, we will all suffer..." The man in blue muttered in a low voice, and then stared at Zhou Biyao's pair of plump peaks wrapped in a white tight T-shirt under the black windbreaker, and couldn't help but feel moved.
Wow, this beauty is so beautiful. As the saying goes, you can die under peonies, and you can be a ghost even if you die.
"But you have to move quickly." As he said this, he stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Biyao's chest.
"Peng!" The night sky was illuminated by a bunch of newly lit fireworks. It was obvious that this bunch was more gorgeous and brighter than the one just now.
"Ah...Old man, did you see anything?" The relatively tall man suddenly pointed at the darkness not far ahead, trembling like chaff, and trembling with cold teeth.
Howling, his body kept trying to hide behind him.
The gorgeous fireworks went out again. Darkness returned to the front.
"What are you doing? What did you see? Zhuangzi, what's the expression on your face?" The man in blue, who was about to use An Lushan's Claw on Zhou Biyao, frowned and looked ahead.
"I...I...seem...see...see...a ghost...oh, no...no...a blood...bloody man." The burly man poked at the alley in front of him, staggered a few steps, and almost sat down on the ground.
.
"Peng!" Another bouquet of fireworks rose, and the sky became brighter. This time, the man in blue finally saw it clearly. Yes, less than ten meters in front of them, there was a ghost-like figure.
Slowly emerged, slowly approaching them.
A pungent smell of blood was caught in the cold and damp air, quickly spreading around. What was even more frightening was that there seemed to be a faint murderous aura in the air. It was so depressing that it made people just want to feel sick to their stomachs.
A bloody man, or to be precise, a devil holding a handful of bleeding blood in his hand, was approaching the three of them step by step.
The dim light cast by the street lamp in the distance quickly made the man in blue recognize who was coming. His teeth could not help but tremble.
"Zhang...Zhang...Zhang Yang." He fell to the ground and sat on the sewage pit. Then he quickly climbed up the telephone pole nearby and stood up again quickly.
His mind was completely blank. He had long forgotten about the beauty and the snow-white breasts. The only thought in his mind now was to run away as far as he could. Run! Run! Run!
Another strong man, after he gritted his teeth and uttered the word "Zhang Yang", he didn't even have time to delay. He turned around and ran towards the entrance of the alley.
"The boss is dead..."
"We're totally screwed!"
Zhou Biyao was so frightened by the Zhang Yang in front of her that she couldn't say a word again. If the man in blue hadn't said the word "Zhang Yang" just now, she would have turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Then she looked at the slightly pale handsome face that gradually became clear in the darkness, and hesitantly shouted: "Zhang Yang...Zhang Yang."
"You little bastard, you run pretty fast." Zhang Yang glanced hesitantly at the two strong men who had fled. His eyelids became heavy for a while. He stretched out his hands to support the wall and slowly sat on the floor. He really felt that
He was too tired. If these two guys had been just a little more courageous, Zhang Yang would have been completely abandoned here.
Closing his eyes, his mind went blank. Today was the most thrilling experience in his life. He vowed that he would never rashly come to his enemy's door again before he fully understands his opponent's true strength.
If Hu Daoyuan hadn't drank so much, if he hadn't been wearing a bulletproof vest, if he hadn't had a dagger at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have died tonight.
That Hu Daoyuan's strength is too terrifying. As the saying goes, there are mountains outside the mountains and buildings outside the buildings. I thought I had learned advanced fighting skills and practiced them for so long, and I felt complacent in my heart. But tonight, bloody
The lesson allowed him to completely re-recognize himself.
"Zhang Yang...Zhang Yang, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Biyao's crying voice kept ringing in his ears. Zhang Yang wanted to respond to her, but his eyelids were so heavy and tired that he couldn't even open his mouth.
None.
Before the consciousness in his mind began to withdraw, he suddenly felt his dry lips suddenly touching two soft and slightly moist cherry lips.
Mixed with the salty taste of a little tear, it also has an unforgettable sweetness.
Zhou Biyao kissed him, or was giving him artificial respiration.
But it was obvious that she had not learned how to give artificial respiration to others.
Her lips were too close and she didn't blow air into his mouth, so Zhang Yang, who didn't want to suffocate to death due to illegal artificial respiration, had to brace himself, hold her waist tightly, and get rid of her cherry
Xiaozui then stared at her and laughed miserably: "I'm not dead yet."
"Asshole, you lied to me." Zhou Biyao's tears, which had been stopped, couldn't help but overflow again.
He stared at Zhang Yang for a while with his teary eyes, then leaned over and bit Zhang Yang's lips fiercely, "Lie to me... lie to me... do you know how worried I am about you? You are such a weak soul and you are so silent."
He ran out breathlessly..."
The lilac tongue with the hot breath rushed into Zhang Yang's mouth domineeringly, and the two soft cherry lips devoured Zhang Yang's lips desperately, as if she wanted to melt him into her hot cherry mouth, and then Zhang Yang
I heard the so-called passionate kissing sound that can only be experienced in island country love action movies.
The little fragrant tongues with body fluids intertwined with Zhang Yang, exuding a desire that made people almost lose themselves. Zhang Yang suddenly regained his strength, as if he was resurrected with full blood in the game, and stretched out his hand to climb over
Lifting her slender waist, one hand tugged at her clothes randomly, and wantonly violated her towering peaks through her thin white T-shirt.
The other hand hugged her tight buttocks, and his slender fingers stubbornly squeezed in along the slit of the low-waisted jeans, reaching her mysterious place with almost no effort, and then he
I found that it was already muddy...
Zhang Yang was excited, this rhythm...
Just as he was about to take further action, the system's voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"M-level hidden task reminder, Lantern Festival special task, get Zhou Biyao's initiative to kiss before the Lantern Festival, and keep it for one minute. The system owner successfully completes the Lantern Festival special task and gets thirty system points. Your current system points are one hundred
Fifty-one points, the title is a moral model..."
Okay, the system points 30 points, so what, now he is so horny that he just wants to rectify the beauty on the spot, who has become a soft ball, and somewhere is like a flooded land.
Already.
This beauty who has been hungry for twenty-seven years has already been completely ignited by this inexplicable passion, so even though she knows what Zhang Yang will do next, she also knows where this place is.
, but she has completely forgotten herself. Even if she handed over her first time here, so what.
So after Zhang Yang's hand violated her most sacred place, instead of resisting, she quietly reached down and unbuttoned the low-waist jeans to facilitate Zhang Yang's magic hand to explore inside.
"Well..." Tenderness was like water and passion was like fire. Seeing that the unrestrained enthusiasm could no longer be turned back, Zhang Yang suddenly stopped all movements, and the hand that originally went around Zhou Biyao's slender waist to fasten the back of the hood also slowed down.
Put it down slowly.
"Someone is coming."
Not far from the entrance of the alley, there was a sound of noisy footsteps approaching from far away. Not only were people coming, but there were quite a few people coming.
Zhang Yang looked at Zhou Biyao in his arms, and had to hold back his rising desire, and slowly pulled his hand out of her mysterious part.
Zhou Biyao also hurriedly arranged her clothes and jeans. Her fair and pretty face was flushed, and she was so shy that she almost bled to tears. Her beautiful eyes behind the black spectacle frames were filled with a hint of unwilling resentment.
"Could it be those two people who called for help?" Zhou Biyao looked at the entrance of the alley worriedly and whispered.
Zhang Yang frowned, reached out to cover her behind him, picked up the dagger on the ground, and said softly: "Act according to the opportunity."
