This was the first time Ming Ge had ever known that there was a kind of torture called holding urine.

"It's too troublesome to take off your clothes again!"

Mingge's fingernails pinched An Lang's arm and insisted, "Clothes! ”

Even if she wears one, this blue sky and white sun, her white body, she is not used to looking at it.

I just feel like a rabbit that has been skinned, not to mention how uncomfortable it is, especially when there is a wolf staring at her with a lewd/trivial face!

An Lang was helpless, and pulled a piece of his clothes and put it on Mingge's body.

When she arrived at the clean room, Ming Ge asked An Lang to put her on the gong bucket, but An Lang insisted on holding her, "You can't sit still by yourself, you will fall, I will hold you!" ”

When he said this, he had already adjusted his holding posture, holding his hands on Ming Ge's thighs, so that Ming Ge's back was facing him, just like an adult urinating a child!

Mingge is not a child, she is an adult, a princess who has lived for several lifetimes, such a shameful posture, where is she willing, but she saw Gong Bucket, her bladder was stimulated, and she felt that she could collapse as long as she took a breath.

She didn't even have the energy to resist An Lang, and all her energy was now focused on suppressing the urge to urinate.

But An Lang didn't notice anything, and said in a brisk voice, "Pee!" ”

The voice was piercing in Mingge's ears, and he felt that this guy was gloating and wanted to see her embarrassed.

"I'll sit on the bucket by myself!" Ming Ge held back his intention to urinate, and then protested in a low voice.

"I haven't seen where you are, I've studied it several times up and down, inside and out, what are you shy!" An Lang comforted Mingge, "Good, haven't you held back for a long time, and then toss and be careful of urine leakage, just pee like this!" ”

The word urine leakage stimulated Ming Ge again, this guy is afraid that she will pee on his hands!

She gritted the root of her teeth, endured her grievances and anger, and continued to insist, "I want to sit on the bucket by myself." ”

An Lang and Ming Ge have been entangled for so long, how can they not understand Ming Ge's temperament, at this time, this woman is still dead to save face, he sighed helplessly, "Okay!" ”

Move Ming Ge to sit on the Gong bucket, as soon as An Lang's hand leaves, Ming Ge's body will be soft and fall left and right......

Facing Shang Mingge's embarrassed gaze, An Lang looked innocent, "I'll still hold you!" ”

Ming Ge's sentence 'You go out' couldn't be shouted, she closed her eyes and sniffed, trying to ignore An Lang in front of her, and began to pee wholeheartedly......

But she sadly found that she couldn't pee!

What does it feel like to hold your urine to the extreme?

What does it feel like not being able to pee?

What does it feel like to hold your urine to the extreme, but you can't pee out in the end?

The current Ming Ge is facing this dilemma.

An Lang hugged Mingge's shoulder, "Otherwise, I'll hold you to pee, maybe you can pee out." ”

"Get out of here!" Ming Ge suddenly turned his head and stared at him with tears in his eyes and roared, "It's all you, get out!" ”

She didn't need any strength, even if her voice seemed to be extremely angry, but the words she said were soft and powerless, and it sounded more like flirting between men and women.

"Good, it's my fault, it's all my fault, don't be angry, don't be angry, anger hurts your body." An Langfu was low and small, and he recognized his mistake very quickly, "When you have the strength, you can fight!" ”

As he said this, he picked up Ming Ge in a pee posture, his head was next to Ming Ge, and his breath rushed into Ming Ge's ears and eyes as he spoke, "Good, now concentrate on peeing first!" ”

Mingge pursed her lips, but no matter how she gave orders to her body, she just couldn't pee out.

Thinking that he was being held by An Lang like this, thinking that his shameful urinating voice would be heard by An Lang, and thinking that he might urinate on An Lang's hands, Mingge was about to collapse, no matter how he comforted himself in his heart, he couldn't pee out.

"Or you're going to pee on the bed!" An Lang said, "If you feel relaxed in bed, you can urinate on the bed, it's nothing, just change the sheets and mattress!" ”

"No!" Ming Ge refused without thinking about it, and there was a cry in his voice, "No! ”

"Then I'll help you!" An Lang's lips rubbed Mingge's ear, bit Mingge's ear bead and said, "It's not a way to go on like this, your bladder will be suffocated." ”

"You, how can you help me!"

If she gave Ming Ge a mirror, she could find that her face was flushed and flushed, her eyes were full of tears, and her face was weak and helpless.

It's not the weakness she deliberately grasps in place, it's the weakness that she unknowingly, the weakness that spreads on her face from the bottom of her heart, An Lang's eyes look at such a bright song, and resist the urge to hug her and ravage/ravage, and continue to coax her softly in a whisper, "It's like an adult helping a child, don't be afraid, don't think about it." ”

"Then hurry up!" Mingge was almost crying.

Being held by An Lang in this position, she couldn't stand it for a moment, she didn't think about anything now, she just hoped that she would finish urinating quickly and end this torture as soon as possible.

"Then I'm going to do it!" An Lang coughed and whistled, "Shhh......h Shhhhh......h

Ming Ge ......

She really wanted to splash all her urine on An Lang's face.

What a/fart sound this!

After whistling hard for a while, An Lang also noticed that the atmosphere in the clean room was a little solidified, and he said to himself, "It's strange, this doesn't work, my woman is really powerful, and self-control is good." ”

Self-control fart!

Ming Ge just wants to explode frantically now, and keep exploding foul language, spitting on An Lang's face, exploding foul language......

But she didn't even have the strength to explode!

An Lang simply sat on the Gong bucket with Ming Ge in his arms, half-squatting is really an individual lì work.

He held Ming Ge's leg with one hand, and moved the other hand, suddenly pressing to a bulge somewhere below Ming Ge.

Mingge thought that An Lang was moving his hand to find a suitable position to hug her, but he didn't expect him to suddenly attack her place.

The body is a spirit.

The urge to urinate instantly couldn't be suppressed, and it flowed out in a hurry.

However, An Lang's hand did not move.

And she's half on An Lang's lap now.

She didn't have to look down to feel that she was urinating all on An Lang's hands and legs.

She didn't dare to move, didn't dare to take a deep breath, for fear that if she moved, this hard-won diabetes insipidus would be held back.

Being able to pee Anlang with one hand and one body, she should have a feeling of being angry, but she only felt full of shame/shame and sadness!

She would rather use her own force and intelligence to crush An Lang, even if she can't crush it, she won't be sad if she is beaten by An Lang and her face is swollen, and now this situation is like her own most shameful thing was bumped into by An Lang, and it was An Lang who helped her complete it with this kind of action.