The first thing she did when she woke up was to think, who I am, what's wrong with me, where I am now, why am I in this place. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All kinds of phenomena show that she has not fully woken up.

Of course, various phenomena can also indicate that her head was hit by the punch of Jian Thirty.

Where she is, why she came here, she should know better than anyone else.

She covered her head, which was still aching, and looked around, and then she saw a person, a man, and this man was looking at her with a smile at the moment, and then said to her with a smile: You are awake.

At this time, she suddenly remembered that the man in front of her was the Sword Thirty he had been thinking about every day, and she was lying on the bed of Sword Thirty at the moment.

Now she thought of everything.

But there was one thing she didn't quite understand.

I'm lying naked on the bed, and Jian Thirty should be lying naked on the bed with her, but-

However, Jian Thirty sat neatly dressed on the stool next to him, as if he was about to go out to participate in the banquet, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised and disappointed.

Surprisingly, how could this man be like this?

disappointed, too, how can this man be like this.

So, what should the sword thirty in her heart look like?

Jian Thirty knew, but he had to pretend not to know, and Ziyi seemed to be pretending not to know, because she was saying to Jian Thirty: Why are you here?

Jian Thirty drank the wine in the cup, nodded, and then looked at her and said, "Yes, I've been here all along, because this is my room."

Ziyi didn't seem to fully understand what was going on, and as if she was pretending not to know what was going on, she just felt a little dizzy and had a faint pain on her face, and then, looking at Jian Thirty, said: How could I be in your room, and how could I be lying on your bed?

Jian Thirty smiled bitterly, and said lightly: Oh, it may be like this, as soon as you come in, you say that you are tired, so, let me pinch the bones for you, pinch, pinch, it may be too comfortable, so you fell asleep, I saw that you were asleep, so I ......

Hearing this, Ziyi jumped out of bed, walked in front of him, and then, poked his nose, suddenly laughed, and said, "Oh...... You're bad.

Jian Thirty looked at her in confusion, put down the wine glass, and quickly argued: What is bad, I haven't done anything at all.

Ziyi "sighed" for a while, and said with a smile: It's all like this, you still say that you haven't done anything, do you want to be irresponsible?

Although Jian Thirty is an old Jianghu and has seen more than 10 million scenes, but as if he was frightened by this formation, he quickly flashed to the side, sat down on another chair, turned his back to her and said: What responsibility do I bear, I really haven't done anything.

Ziyi came over again, hugged his neck, like a climbing purple green vine, and said coquettishly: Ouch, don't ignore me, the more you put on a cold and ruthless appearance like this, the more I like you, the more I want to get you, so that I can be manly.

As he spoke, he lay on his face and kissed him.

Jian Thirty didn't know whether to cry or laugh at the moment, he always felt that he was about to be raped by her.

Therefore, while he retreated to the side, trying to avoid her entanglement, he said softly: Don't do this, be careful that the wall has ears.

Ziyi looked around, and then, poking his head, as if giving him a reassurance, said with a smile: Don't worry, at this time, all the people in the gang should be asleep, even if someone hears, they-they won't say anything.

Jian Thirty shook his head and said, "That's not going to work."

Ziyi seems to be angry, she is really a little angry, she has seen more than 10 million men, but she has really seen a man like him who is so uninformed and interesting, those men see her like a bee sees honey, and a green-headed fly sees a bunch of hot, no matter how you rush it, you can't get rid of it, and this one, don't send it to the door automatically, I really don't know what he is thinking.

She pretended to be very angry, hit him a few times, and said coquettishly: This is not good, that is not good, what do you want to do, do you dislike me, think I am a half-old, my appearance is declining, I think I am not attractive enough, don't you?

Jian Thirty held his arms in his arms, looking like a timid and afraid man, and shrunk and said: No, no, no, you listen to me.

Ziyi paused, suddenly laughed again, grabbed his neck again, and said, "Hmph, even if you dislike me, I want you."

Jian Thirty looked at her and said, "Please don't be so direct, is it okay to be so frank?" It's too frank, it's too direct, I don't seem to be used to it.

Ziyi lovingly touched his chin full of vicissitudes, no, it should be said that it was full of scum, and said coquettishly: I'm not direct, I'm not confessing, I'm taking the initiative, a few cats don't get fishy, don't you want the fish on the initiative? But it doesn't matter, because now I want you, not me.

As he spoke, he pushed the sword thirty down on the bed, and then pressed it down.

I really didn't expect that a woman who looked weak would have so much strength.

Alas, this is a bitter pain for our sword hero.

At this moment, Jian Thirty really has no way to ask for help, he can't shout, he will call the wolf over when he shouts, and the taste of being beaten as a wolf is really uncomfortable, and he can't struggle, because he knows that as long as he struggles at this moment, it will arouse her greater desire.

So, he can only do it in a hurry.

I really didn't expect that a dignified man, the famous Sword Thirty, would be raped by a weak woman today.

If this news spreads, it will make people laugh to death.

If this news reaches the ears of that old boy who is a dead friend, I don't know how he stinks himself.

By the way, speaking of horse noodles, that old boy doesn't know what to do lately.

Since the battle of Fujia Villa, it seems that he has not been seen.

Ma Mian is a quirky with a head, and if he was here, he might have thought of a way to get out, but he was not there.

Alas, what would Ma Mian do if such a thing happened to him?

That old boy must have fled, faster than the old horse that was whipped to the buttocks, and I heard that the old boy was most afraid of women in his life.

However, he couldn't even escape.

He was crushed to death, and he really had no chance to escape.

Escape, can't escape, go, can't go, he had to resort to the last trick, begging: No, madam, no, madam, you stop quickly.

However, Ziyi was already burning with lust at this time, and he couldn't stop it, like a hungry and thirsty lion, he would never give up if he couldn't catch his prey, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

She turned over and rode on top of him, her face was red, as if she was on fire, she touched his face, and then began to untie his belt impatiently, and said coquettishly: Don't call me Mrs., don't call me Mrs., you call me heart, call me baby, call me Hani.