The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

514. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (88)

The numbness of his wrist made Fang Xun lose his chance to catch Zhou Min for the first time. At the same time as his heart was angry, more and more anxiety and the desire to vent anxious appeared in his heart. The swelling of the meat stick caused him pain. More and more crazy.

"Zhou Min, give it to me! Give it to me!" Fang Xun walked all the way to Zhou Min, but was stopped by the sound of the wind blowing the wooden stick in Zhou Min's hand.

"Fang Xun, if you dare to come over, I will kill you, and if you can't kill you, I will let myself die in front of you first!" Zhou Min doesn't know if Fang Xun still has a trace of reason in this matter. Such threats are for this. From time to time, he asked whether it still worked, but he didn't dare to do anything, he had to try.

The smell of blood in the air and lightning next week Min's paleness and exquisite beauty will cause Fang Xun's few intellect to gradually collapse, holding his breath and standing quietly in front of her, in a quiet space. Zhou Min and Fang Xun's breathing became increasingly rapid because they had both been treated with medicine.

Seeing her increasingly red cheeks and more and more charming eyes under the lightning, Fang Xun's cock seemed to bleed with soreness! But sucking a small amount of confusion flowers left him with the last trace of sobriety that made him not move, but waited for the opportunity.

Because, he also discovered Zhou Min's mistakes. Although I don't know why everyone is going crazy tonight, it is not important. The most important thing is always the woman in front of him.

Get her! It is what he wants to do most in his life.

Although there is a remnant of reason, the physical depression makes Fang Xun intolerable, especially the swelling pain of the meat stick makes him almost desperately pounce on him again and again, even if he kills the woman in front of him, he must get her thoughts constantly on him. Circling in my mind.

At the moment when his sanity collapsed, a naked man suddenly broke into the stone house frantically and rushed towards Zhou Min. Fang Xun was hit with a wooden stick from behind. The blood and brains burst, Zhou Min looked at him. Everything shook.

Fang Xun dragged the person to the bed with indifferent red eyes, letting the person lie on the stone bed, staring at Zhou Min with his eyes fixedly, but the meat stick rushed into the man's chrysanthemum without hesitation.

"Zhou Min, Zhou Min! So tight, so tight! Give it to me, give it to me." Fang Xun looked at Zhou Min by the window, his lower body slammed into the chrysanthemum behind the man, and the blood was dead from there. The man who fell off the anus overflowed, but Fang Xun was not surprised at all. On the contrary, because of the nourishment of blood, the hole at the back became more lubricated, and the thrusting was faster and more debauched.

Zhou Min looked at Fang Xun's eyes, watching his actions on the dead, all over her body, and her body without aura, her internal organs seemed to be twisted together, her whole body was in cold sweat like rain, but With a sense of persistence, Zhou Min did not dare to relax.

Ignoring everything in front of her, Han Ya'er's body was getting hotter and hotter after being drugged, the liquid at the bottom of the flowers kept leaking out, and the feeling of emptiness pulled her body, just wanting something to fill her fiercely!

Rejecting the urge to rub his thighs, Zhou Min's hand holding the wooden stick trembled, and bit his tongue hard. The tingling sensation was mixed with the smell of fishy sweetness, which made his chaotic consciousness once again have a trace. Ching Ming!

Looking at the sharp end of the wooden stick in Zhou Min's hand, the wooden stick was reversed in Zhou Min's hand. With a wrist strap, the sharp side of the wooden stick was pierced into her shoulder with a backhand, and the sharp wooden tip plunged deeply into her delicate shoulder. , Blood is like a flowing stream, slowly flowing out from the position of the shoulder, drop by drop, dripping to the ground.

Fang Xun, who was struggling to manipulate the man under him, kept himself clear and vented his physical desires in this way, but was stunned by Zhou Min's actions and couldn't help but stay where he was. Fang Xun was not there yet. When he reacted, Zhou Min drew out the wooden stick vigorously, and the blood splashed out and stained her pale and exquisite face. Amidst the blue lightning and thunder, the beauty was as beautiful as the flowers blooming in the bloody land of hell, making people even more crazy!

Staggering, Zhou Min held a wooden stick and looked at Fang Xun, who was constantly thrusting into the back of the dead person not far away. The sticky blood fell drop by drop from the stick to the ground, the red crimson, glamorous and decisive.

Fang Xun looked at Zhou Min, who was decisive in front of him, with a twisted perverted madness in his eyes, licked his lips, and again spun on the man below him regardless, but his eyes were focused on Zhou Min's body and raping her. Every inch of skin and bright red blood seemed to be Zhou Min from beginning to end. He became more excited, and even more lewd words opened his mouth.

And Zhou Min kept her awake because of the tingling in her shoulder, so she began to constantly absorb aura, because she didn't know what would happen to her, and a little bit of strength would give her a little more chance to escape.

Inside the stone house, swordsmanship, outside the stone house, purgatory on earth. "Xiao Chuhong, get out of me!" Seeing Xiao Chuhong who galloped up to him and blocked the mountain road, Yan Shaokai coldly scolded like a beast starting out. If the person in front of him was Xiao Chuhong, he would have kicked Kick her away.

"No! I don't!" Xiao Chuhong looked at the man with fierce eyes in the heavy rain, as if it was the first time he had seen him. She had been watching her eyes tenderly and affectionately, but at this time she was shaking with coldness, but The thought of him going up the mountain, the thought that when he heard the thunder, his expression changed from worry, jealousy flooded all her calmness and reason.

That kind of worry, even when he rescued her from the old man like a god ten years ago, she hadn't seen him, but at this time she saw him here for his ex-wife.

And, just because Zhou Min is afraid of thunder!

What a ridiculous reason! For such a small reason, why did Yan Shaokai show such a worried and distressed expression!

I have always thought that Yan Shaokai is a calm, gentle, rational and lazy noble son. All things are like dead water in his eyes. He can maintain the nobleness in front of people without changing his face. He is clearly organized and solves all things without chaos. enemy.

However, for the first time, I saw him so happy, but it was because of Zhou Min!

why? why! ? She thought that only she was special in Yan Shaokai's heart, and because of this special one, she chose to refuse or welcome his pursuit. After all, things that are easy to get will not be cherished.

But at this time, for the first time, Xiao Chuhong was panicked!

Words can be deceiving, but the eyes cannot deceive. The expression in Yan Shaokai's eyes made Xiao Chuhong more worried.

When Yan Shaokai and Xiao Chuhong were at a stalemate, Xu Rong and Gao Zijie also caught up.