I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

When I was sceptical, I covered my neck, and Zhuang knew what I was going to do, but only a scorn from her eyes.

Even if she shows a little bit of fear, a little weak expression, I might stop it.

But it was her contempt and disdain that made me more angry, so I could not help but add strength to my hands.

It’s not fun to be stuck in a throat by a strong man who is 1.5 times his own weight.

Even Zhuangni, who doesn't care about her life, can't keep a scornful expression in the absence of oxygen, because the capillaries are oppressed, her face is rarely faintly red, and her neck is reclining and her hair is messy. The pupil turned up, revealing a large white eye.

"coward……"

In this case, she did not call for help, but exhausted the last trace of oxygen in the lungs to laugh at me.

So I didn't make sense to let go of her neck. I want her to know the fear of death. I don't believe that as the suffocation time prolongs, the human instinct in her body can maintain such an indifferent attitude, and can still be safe. Any struggle.

However, Zhuang Ni’s neck from the black V-neck dress is indeed very cold, obviously summer, but there is an illusion that she just came out of the hail.

If Zhuang Ni is still trying to ridicule me from the depths of her throat, but because of the lack of oxygen, it becomes a strange noise. I just thought that Zhuang Ni was already killed by me.

In the future, volunteering is the police squad leader's home, in the squad leader's bed, impulsively smashing her female classmates to death, which will leave a psychological shadow to the squad leader.

I just wanted to relax my hands a little, but I found that Zhuang was struggling a little.

"Ah...ah..."

As the oxygen supply to the brain continues to be deprived, her arrogant temperament gradually disappears, her back is very strong, her mouth is slightly open, her eyes are further turned up, and almost only the white eyes are left.

The hands that were always placed on the side of the body, began to subconsciously stretch out, trying to open the vise that I held her neck.

Of course, it’s vain to be a car, and it’s futile. I let her nails leave blood marks on the back of my hand, and my heart has an inexplicable pleasure.

Ha, this is right, you guy who is not afraid of death, is not afraid to face death, will struggle, like a person who commits suicide by water, and will cry for help at the last moment.

Looking at Zhuang Ni’s struggles under my hands, there’s no such thing as the eternal things and the superiors. The anger of my heart vented most of it.

Not to mention, she wrapped black silk legs, mechanically and meaninglessly kicked the sheets, like a person who was hanged and kicked in the air.

I think this is enough to make her face down and relax a little bit of her throat.

When I thought she got this short breath, the pupil returned to the normal position, but she still refused to beg for mercy, but sipped at my face.

"Continue... miscellaneous...not to let me die."

Don't look at me with this kind of contemptuous eyes, your life is in my hand, can't you respect me a little?

Under the provocation of Zhuang Ni, I re-tightened the neck where she had left the red handprint.

As I wish, despite her control, she still couldn't stop her pupil from turning up, so my most annoying eyes would not continue to look at me.

Out of the human body's inherent survival instinct, Zhuang Ni automatically began her second struggle when her will was blurred.

I wanted to open my hand with my own strength. It was purely delusional, but every time she used her nails to draw a wound on the back of my hand, I relaxed her throat a little, as a reward for her efforts.

I admit that seeing her person who is not afraid of death trying to survive is a mockery of her, enough to compensate for a series of insults she has just given me.

From the point of view of bad taste, a girl who is arrogant and does not take others seriously, is now retribution, revealing her body twitching, her eyes turning white, and her desperate struggle, it looks quite ridiculous, quite fun.

I suddenly felt close to the groin and rubbed my foot.

It is Zhuang Ni who is kicking me.

I covered my neck with Zinni's neck on her back, and lapped her knees over her but didn't touch her body.

In the unconscious struggle, her feet kicked higher and higher, and finally threatened the safety of my vitality.

Naturally, as the kick angle becomes higher, her skirt cannot be raised high with a large movement, making me accidentally see the interior scenery.

I didn't see the underwear.

But this does not mean that Zhuang Ni has used the "vacuum in the skirt" setting, and is prepared to steal a trouser's underwear.

The only reason I didn't see the **** directly was because I was wrong. Zanni was wrapped in her legs, not stockings but pantyhose.

The black pantyhose stretched all the way to the waist, turning her lower body into a pure black with a slight flesh-colored body. It was not a knee-length skirt, but a pantyhose skirt. Of course, there is no absolute field. I will walk out of my underwear because the skirt is raised.

Instead, when she turned over her abdomen on her skirt, she showed more than a pantyhose, a short piece of white loin and a light navel.

I clamped my legs a little, so as not to be kicked by her broken son, and I had to look at her legs that were alternately kicked.

When life is threatened, Zenny’s feet can’t maintain the usual transcendental elegance, but each toe is stretched tightly, and the big toe is unnaturally raised in a shape that makes the black silk in her. The foot has been deformed to reveal a strange aesthetic between black and flesh, between life and death.

She kicked me two times without a rule, and finally exhausted her strength. Like the execution of the hanging to the final stage, her face became whiter and there was no sound in her throat. The waist was back like an arch bridge. A semi-arc space was opened between the bed and the bed, and the feet of the feet were as straight as the limit, as if someone was forced to wear completely transparent high heels.

In addition to this, it is the whole body from head to toe, it seems that there is no end to the embarrassment.

I feel that I have done too much.

It was only a moment of fever, and I wanted Zhuang to get a lesson. I didn't expect it to let her suffocate to the point of death.

She is all over her body, and she is dying. If I don't let go, she will be killed by me.

Even if I start from the middle of the process, it should not be really fatal, but it can still cause super bad results.

I remember that in a medical article in Scientific American, because women's ureters are shorter than men, it is less likely to urinate. In many cases, it is easier to urinate incontinence ("Rurouni Kenshin" comics Also mentioned).

This is why girls are more likely to be "scared" by watching horror movies. The courage is small on the one hand and the physiological characteristics are on the one hand.

No matter how badly Zhuangni is, it is a girl from the body. I let her keep suffocating. What should she do if she is incontinent?

I have lost the dead, I am still so big, I still wet the bed, and I still urinate in my classmates, the lily object I admire, the bed of the squad leader’s house.

In some ways, if you make such a result, you will be more cruel than killing Zhuang directly.

And the spread of my reputation is also super bad, the female classmates urinating incontinence, this is a lot of ghosts can get it.

For all sorts of reasons, I let go of Zhuang Ni’s throat and truly return the freedom of breathing to her.

"Oh... call... call..."

Zhuang Ni's pale face restored some of her color, and began to breathe in a big mouth, and every breath of breath was like trying to do her best.

Unexpectedly, however, she escaped the shadow of death and my body had problems.

Viral heart disease, I have been entangled with Zhuang for more than 3 minutes, and my mood is too excited, so triggered the heart rate is too fast, I have a heart attack.

The feeling of rushing heartache made me look black, and when I woke up, I fell on Zhuang Ni.

My face, just across Zenny's black dress, clung to her chest.

The cheeks were slightly itchy by the girl's chest.

Zhuang Ni has just struggled from the death line. In addition to her chest ups and downs, she can't do anything but breathe. She can only let my face press on her thin breasts.

She wouldn't have thought of it anyway, I took the baton of death from her, and was squatting on her and fighting with death.

It is not my intention to eat her tofu. I don't like Zinni very much. She doesn't like me very much. She retreats 10,000 steps. Like her grade of tofu, why don't I go to eat Xiaoqin?

But I can't climb.

Even if I heard the opening of the door, I heard that the squad leader and Gong Caicai heard the movement in the bedroom. I came over and couldn’t climb.

Ever since, I was ashamed to eat tofu on Zhuang Ni’s chest, and I was watched by the squad leader and Gong Caicai.

"You...what are you doing," the squad leader who had not taken off the apron was shocked.

"I, I didn't see anything. I didn't see Ye Lin's classmates on Zhuang Ni's classmates." This is a palace color that is afraid of holding his eyes and incoherent.

Zhuang Ni gradually recovered from the lack of oxygen, but she did not say anything, she was extremely annoying to the man, and accidentally kept silent on the man who was lying on her chest.

The bad thing is that, like this "small scene", I still can't climb down from Zhuang Ni's body. I haven't controlled the heart of my own chest.

"Ye Lin wants to **** me."

Zhuang finally said this sentence that I have been waiting for a long time.

"Squad leader, your boyfriend wants to **** me in your bed."

Her next sentence is quite unexpected, but I kissed the squad leader in front of her, and she said that it is not without foundation.

The most hateful thing is that I still have a look of ecstasy in Zhuangni because of a heart attack. All of them are seen by the squad leader.

======Difference line ======

In terms of popularity rankings, the sisters suddenly made a force and covered a lot of chapters to Amy. They smashed the cover of the book inhumanely and asked Amy’s H story... well, I can see how much H can be...

At present, the top five in Group A are still the squad leader, Xiao Qin, Pooh, Amy, and Gong Cai Cai. This ranking has not changed since 2014.

Finally, the 17k mobile station book friend "Anonymous 27739939911" voted for Obama's mobile phone recommendation ticket (equivalent to 10 flowers), allowing Obama to retake the first group B from Xiaojuan and continue to suppress other humans in Group B.