One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Dongfang Yunhe's eyes were dark and cold.

In the extreme cold, there was an extreme burning.

Steady footsteps, step by step, towards the thatched cottage.

In the hut, Nalan Xiner was staring at the bastard.

The little **** stayed up all night, but was too sleepy and exhausted. In addition, he ate too much steamed buns and wanted to go to the latrine, but he did not dare to leave easily, for fear that Nalan Xiner would resort to some conspiracy and trickery. It made him feel uncomfortable.

Maybe he was so urinary that he was awake for a few minutes. In his bewildered head, a bad idea suddenly appeared-isn't there a stick with a scarecrow stuck in the field stalk outside? If you go to pick it up...

Correct! Just do it.

Although the girl is very hot and has hidden darts hidden on her body, she has a weakness, that is, she will be attacked by darts only if she gets close to her.

If oneself separated her from a long distance and beat her severely with that stick and knocked her out, wouldn't she be lost? Tsk tsk, this way, what he wants to do, can't he do it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being annoyed that he hadn't figured out this good way earlier, so that the whole night was delayed.

With a little excitement and anticipation, he walked out with his pants, going to pee and pick up a stick by the way.

Nalan Xin'er looked at the back of the little bastard, rushed out the door, and was on guard. She always felt that the **** must have been uneasy. She called Chen Xueshu: "Hey, Chen Aifei, how are you? Can you stand up? Can't you run?"

Chen Xueshu's face was covered with dry blood, and the whole person was a little weak: "Xin'er, you go, don't... leave me alone..."

Although Nalan Xiner's own physical strength has recovered a lot, it can be seen that Chen Xueshu is weak now. The steel ropes in their hands are fixed to the wooden board. If they want to escape, they must work together to carry the wooden board...This The difficulty is too great.

"Jing said silly things, we are grasshoppers on a rope! Don't be discouraged, we always have a chance to escape!" Nalan Xin'er encouraged Chen Xueshu, but worried in her heart, the little **** went out this time. Did you continue to move the rescuers or thought of a new way to deal with them?

In the worst case, the gangster borrowed a shotgun from a farmer...

Long-range shooting, she was not sure that Big Ben could **** all the bullets away.

Secondly, it’s not easy to deal with if the punk gets a stick or something...

Thinking about how to deal with it, an accident happened——

The **** who had just walked out the door suddenly backed away, step by step, and walked back.

Damn, won't you get back the weapon so soon?

Nalan Xiner was on guard.

But, look at the limp, vain, and trembling feet of the gangster, it's not like...

On the contrary, it seemed to be terribly frightened.

Nalan Xin'er was wondering, the next second, the already broken thatched door was hit by the back of the gangster, and the whole thing broke open.

The thatch fell down, like a colorful thatch rain.

"Spare, noble, spare..." The little **** walked backwards and trembling, squeezing a few words of horror from his teeth.

Against the cold light of dawn, Nalan Xiner thought she had hallucinations——

The man’s arrogant figure straddles the entry barrier forcefully, his cold eyebrows twisted into a rope, but his eyes are quenched with fierce flames, as if moving his fingers, all the gasping creatures in this house can be crushed to death Crushed into powder like ants.