Leng Bingbing still had a premeditated plan. Now Wang Bushit's hands and feet have been used. His hands were grabbed by him, and one of his legs was also clamped by him. But he has two legs. Naturally, his legs He became the only one with four hands and four feet, so his leg became the one that ultimately decided the outcome. Experience is accumulated slowly, and so is the mind.
Leng Bingbing raised his knees, but he couldn't kick his crotch. After all, his legs were closed, pinching his calf. So Leng Bingbing set his target on Wang Bushit's stomach. A few kicks in the stomach would not be fatal, but they would still count as points in the game.
This time Leng Bingbing was determined to win and used all his strength.
Wang Bushi's hands and feet were controlled, and his hands could not be freed. After all, the dagger's lethality was currently the greatest cold weapon. It was also an unspoken rule of the battlefield to ignore the small and the big. So Wang Busheng took a full breath and planned to bear the knee forcefully. Don't ask Wang Busheng if he was afraid of pain. Men can't say it hurts, and they must persist even if their skin is peeled off.
The close contact between the knee and the flesh made Wang Bushit feel a sharp pain. However, due to the previous fight, Leng Bingbing had also consumed a lot of his physical strength. Moreover, Leng Bingbing had no point of support and had nowhere to draw strength. He only relied on one leg to exert force. The power is also very limited. Therefore, the pain is still bearable until death. Painful but not fatal.
One blow hit, and seeing the obvious effect on Wang Budie's face, Leng Bingbing also launched a second knee attack.
Wang BuSi clamped one of Leng BingBing's legs between his legs. As you can imagine, the support force of his legs apart is much more stable than when they are together. Leng BingBing lifted his legs again and again, with all his focus on Wang BuSi. Leng Bingbing's Nth attack. Wang Busui finally couldn't maintain his balance and fell on his back. However, Wang Busui still did not forget his mission. Neither his hands nor his legs dared to let go.
Leng Bingbing didn't expect that Wang Busui would fall suddenly. He was caught off guard, and he fell with Wang Busui. This scene was still quite familiar, but the angle was changed, but the effect was still the same.
The two lips facing each other are not as beautiful as lovers.
"Ouch" is the sound made due to pain.
Kissing at high altitude is inherently a very dangerous thing, especially kissing after falling. The cold lips, no, to be precise, it should be the cold teeth that hit Wang Bushit's lips heavily. Or is that the experience? Accumulated in actual combat, the first time means that you are not prepared and have insufficient experience. If you succeed the second time, you will be a sincere hooligan. The unavoidable result was that Leng Bingbing could only close his teeth.
Falling from such a high place, his teeth hit Wang BuShi's lips, which was still very painful, but it was Wang BuShi who screamed.
Wang Busheng was unprepared, and I can tell my conscience that Wang Busheng still has no evil thoughts. He still holds a knife in his hand. This can be regarded as a life-and-death situation. There is a knife on Se Zi's head and a slap below. Wang Bushit still cared about life, so he was not prepared for the change of the cold lips. His teeth stuck out, and he was injured. There was already a salty taste in his mouth. It was not the cold snot, but his own broken lips. The blood flowed out. In this round, Wang Budie failed.
As a loser, Wang Bushit was aggrieved and should be the most angry. However, Wang Bushit got angry a little slower. The killer sister wanted to get angry.
"Shameless person, stinky hooligan". Is this considered unreasonable, what a little girl does?
"Um, Sister Killer, are you trying to trick me into being a gangster? And it's me who's injured." Wang Bushi wanted to point to his bleeding lips and show Leng Bingbing a look.
"You, shameless" verbal confrontation has no experience to follow, nor can it be learned in a short time. Otherwise, the book "Speech and Eloquence" would not have been popular for so many years.
If words are not as good as words, he can only think of other ways, so Leng Bingbing raised his free leg again.
I have to say that Wang Busui is also a perseverant person. To put it nicely, he has an indomitable spirit. Falling to the ground, Wang Bushit didn't let go or let go of his legs. Seeing that Leng Bingbing was about to lift his idle leg, Wang Bushi couldn't resist such an attack forever, so he used his body strength and turned around. This was a normal operation for men to get on top and women to get off. Echoing popular taste.
You flip over and I flip over. Mechanics are fair to everyone. If you flip over to the left or right, there will always be evil people who think of having sex.
Wang Busheng has never experienced the feeling of rolling on the bed. The feeling of rolling on a grass field is really not good. He has no clothes on, and the grass and trees make him feel itchy, and sometimes there are rocks and dirt that hit his back. , bursts of itching and pain, the taste is very uncomfortable.
Finally, Wang Bushit couldn't bear it anymore, and with all his strength, he turned around and pressed Leng Bingbing to the ground. He pressed down Leng Bingbing's hands with both hands, and his knees pressed against Leng Bingbing's thighs.
"Move again, try moving again." Xiao Wang was angry, and the consequences would be serious.
"You, stinky gangster" even though he never took a physiology class in the headhunting school, he often climbed on other people's walls when completing tasks. The poor people in the Ming Empire had no entertainment at night, so they could only do some of the most primitive things. Leng Bingbing had also come into contact with some of the projects. Seeing the posture with Wang Busheng at this moment reminded Leng Bingbing of that night, and Leng Bingbing blushed again.
The rogue king Bu Si was used to being scolded, so it didn't matter. Eliminating the danger was the top priority at this moment. The dagger in his cold hand always made Wang Bu Si feel that his life was threatened.
Wang Bushi no longer showed pity for her, he pinched Leng Bingbing's wrist hard, and began to lift and smash it repeatedly. You must know that the strength of a person's right hand is generally stronger than the left hand. Of course, there are exceptions, but Leng Bingbing and Wang Bushi are not exceptions. Wang Bushi used force It was his right hand that held the dagger, and it was his left hand that held the dagger Leng Bingbing. Finally Leng Bingbing couldn't hold on anymore and was defeated. The dagger could no longer be held and fell to the ground.
Finally, Wang Busheng felt relieved. However, just as Wang Bu Shou breathed a sigh of relief, Leng Bingbing once again turned over with force, pressing Wang Bu Sie under him. Well, it's a new position, an old driver's method, and it's okay for young people to try it.
"Sister, it turns out you like being on top." Wang Budie smiled evilly, and then fixed his eyes on the cold chest. It turns out that Leng Bingbing's top had opened another hole during the several rounds of rolling. Well, don't think too evilly. The scene that appears in the bloody TV series has never appeared. To be more specific, it should be a white patch, not the color of the skin, but the color of the clothes underneath. But Wang Busui is very strange, not at all. Don't miss it, don't worry about getting prickly heat on such a hot day.
Seeing Wang Busui staring at his chest, Leng Bingbing lowered his head and said,
"You, stinking scoundrel." Leng Bingbing felt ashamed and angry again. It seemed that the number of times he was embarrassed and angry today was as much as in his previous life. If conditions hadn't allowed him to do so, Leng Bingbing would have wanted to give Wang Budie another big-eared melon seed, the kind with the ring.
"Sister, can we use another word? Dirty and romantic are also allowed." You can try the heart position, but it cannot be the norm. It is also an insult to men, and it is very uncomfortable for Wang Bu to have his back pressed against the grass.
So while Leng Bingbing was distracted and cursing, Wang Busui turned over again and pressed Leng Bingbing on him. Holding the dagger, Leng Bingbing was still worried about hurting himself and was still distracted. Now he could completely concentrate, so the scene on the rolling lawn was repeated. This is the first time they have appeared. If you are interested, have you checked it out? Well, they are both in good physical condition.
Over and over, swapping up and down, over and over again, but in the end, the man's natural physique took advantage of it. Don't make excuses, those sissies can't be considered men, and they don't have the physical strength. Jia Yingjun's role is very suitable for him.
Wang Busui successfully pressed Leng Bingbing to the ground, but was shocked to see Leng Bingbing on the ground.
Beautiful eyebrows and slender eyes, looking forward to the flight of the gods, the essence of literary brilliance, forgetting the vulgarity after seeing it.
The face is like a silver plate, the eyes are like apricots, the lips are red without dots, and the eyebrows are green without paint.
There are two types of beauties, one is innate, such as Zhang Jingjun and Zhang Jinghui, and the other is created. I won’t give examples because it is easy to offend people.
There are two types of congenital beauties. One is incredibly beautiful at first sight, such as Zhang Jingjun and Zhang Jinghui. The other is a kind of beauty who looks ordinary at first glance, but becomes completely different at second glance. One view, but if you look a few more times you will realize that she is really beautiful. For example, the coldness beneath Wang Busui's body.
Because of several rolls, the scarf on Leng Bingbing's face fell off without knowing when, and he didn't know where it landed. As a result, Wang Bushi saw another human character. An attractive beauty.
Zhang Jingjun is, Zhang Jinghui is, that little loli is also included, including the Cuihua eldest sister in the White Lotus Sect, who looks very much like Zhou Zheng, plus this beauty in her body, the Ming Empire is a land of people, and the beauty is out. The rate is so high.
People's eyes can speak. Looking at the cold eyes, Wang Bushu felt like he could see the other person's heart. A warm current flowed through his body. The cold eyes were very clean, as clean as white snow that had not fallen to the ground, just born. A female baby has no impurities and is not polluted in this materialistic world.
It's not a matter of professional discrimination. The profession of killer is dishonorable and is equivalent to the lower class. However, there are people who have emerged from the mire and remained untouched. Wang Busui is still surprised. Is it possible that the level of killers in the Ming Empire is also so high and easy?
Looking at Leng Bingbing's chest again, luckily, another hole was opened, revealing the snow-white neck. However, another picture appeared in Wang Bu Shou's head, a table full of chicken necks, so Wang Bu Sie drooled. When he was hungry, of course he had to ignore the part of his neck that Wang Bushai was staring at, which was a little lower.
Leng Bingbing was exhausted. After all, rolling on a lawn is the same as rolling on sheets. Women consume the most energy. Leng Bingbing was panting and sweating.
Just a gust of cool wind blew by, and Leng Bingbing suddenly felt a coolness on his face. Looking down, of course Leng Bingbing couldn't see his mouth.
So Leng Bingbing made the worst decision in his life and stuck out his tongue to test. The tip of the tongue is gentle and the movements are very seductive.
Wang Bushi's ability to resist temptation is very poor. A roast chicken can be exchanged for his respect. Therefore, Wang Bushi's saliva could not withstand the gravity of Brother Newton in the end, and he fell freely to the ground. Well, no, landing was impossible. A tongue caught it below.
I was sure that the face scarf was gone, and I felt cold for a while. I thought of what I had said to my mother before, that a woman’s clothes were frayed. The moment she put on the face scarf, other than herself, the person who took off her face scarf was either a dead person or her own. Men, although there are very few people who insist on principles now, Leng Bingbing plans to stick to it. Good customs must be inherited and carried forward. The story is very bloody, a bit like Mu Wanqing. Some ethnic minorities still retain some traditions. You are responsible for others' feet when you see them. Of course, if you think it is unreasonable, just treat Leng Bingbing as an ethnic minority.
It seems that if I don't kill Wang BuSheng today, I won't be able to be a human being and be my own man. To be honest, Leng BingBing really doesn't like Wang BuSheng. Don't let the male protagonist know this sentence, it will hurt his self-esteem. Wang Busheng has always thought that he is very handsome.
After a brief period of confusion, Leng Bingbing decided to kill him in order to avoid the tragedy of flowers being stuck on cow dung.
