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Chapter six hundred and thirty-eight just out of the devil's lair, and into the tiger's lair

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Wang Yong knew that how could a person who survived in an extremely cruel environment like Black Paradise be healthy? Under the severe situation, Wang Yong had to put away his thoughts of persuasion and acted vigilant. The temperature in his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his face suddenly became serious. He turned his body with his sensitive reaction ability and subtly avoided the fatal dagger.

Immediately afterwards, he whispered again, holding the rope's elbow, and clamped her arm holding the dagger with force. The force was endless, and even the two people were successfully lifted up and pulled up. It is estimated that only Wang Yong could do such a difficult movement that required terrifying arm strength.

Not only that, he also had to hold her arm with his elbow, and his whole body suddenly whirled. In the pain of her, the dagger finally took off his slender hand and fell onto the wool carpet.

If she continued to launch a full-scale attack on Wang Yong with a flexible posture, Wang Yong would probably have to be tighter. But once she was tightly entangled with her close body, her agility advantage would naturally disappear. Now, Wang Yong, who still had the remaining strength, finally had the opportunity to counterattack at this moment, and of course he would not let it go easily. Without any hesitation, he grabbed her neck with the remaining hand.

Speaking of his hand strength, he has always been so powerful. The neck pinned by Wang Yong is the slender and weak point of a woman. Therefore, Yilibeisha is like a beautiful swan held by someone's neck, and suddenly loses her strong combat power.

"Yilibesha, can you stop?" Wang Yong's deep voice sounded, and the fingertips on her tender and thin neck bent slightly, and said sternly: "As long as I exert a little force, your neck will be cut off."

"Um~" Ellibesha admitted defeat and nodded with a pale face.

Seeing her nodding and agreeing, Wang Yong let go of her neck with relief. He put away his heart that had been tense and finally breathed a deep breath. But suddenly, he asked uncertainly, as if he was afraid that she would repent, "The battle between us should be considered over, right?"

"Wang Yong, in our place, the battle of life and death. The loser will either become the slave of the winner or become a corpse." While stating his own rules, Elibesha looked at Wang Yong's starry eyes more and more hot: "This time you won. Do you want me to be a corpse or your slave? It's all right."

"Stop talking nonsense with me there." Wang Yongheng glanced at her, and couldn't help but smile again, and flicked her forehead and said, "First, I'm not from the Black Paradise. Your perverted rules are ineffective on me. Second, if you didn't take the initiative to wrap around my waist and play close-knit fight with me, I wouldn't have the ability to easily control you. I said, "Ilibesha, you pester me so aggressively, is it because you deliberately want to be my slave? Or... um~"

Before Wang Yong finished speaking, under her slender and beautiful legs that were entangled with Wang Yong's buttocks had sank slightly, like an octopus, tightly wrapped around Wang Yong's waist. At the same time, she started to spin with her incredible movements that were comparable to that of a yoga master.

Just like the last time, the two of them did exactly what they did when they hung under the helicopter.

"Actually, I was deliberately teasing you just now, just wanting to warm up and stimulate your spirits." Elibesha's pretty face flushed slightly, almost biting his ear and murmured softly. Then she said in a charming voice: "Today is our real first time. I want to leave you with an extremely deep impression that you will never forget in your life. Unfortunately, you are so powerful that I have no harm to you even if I try my best."

The indirect and direct sensory stimulation once again made Wang Yong's heart sway. The desire that had just been suppressed by the battle seemed to be ignited by her in an instant. Such a complex mood was like a continuous hill, with ups and downs and twists and turns.

As she said, this "foreplay" was really the most exciting time in Wang Yong's life. But at the same time, his heart was a little too unbearable. After calming down, he immediately put his hands on her slender waist, met her affectionate contact lenses, and said softly: "Yilibesha, the matter has ended here, don't surprise me any more..."

"Um~ Don't bite my neck~" Wang Yong's voice was interrupted, and he was shocked by her sudden actions. He then opened his mouth with a sad face: "Oh, why do you tell me to explain to my wife when you want me to go back? Oh, yell~ your tongue~"

As her teeth were bitten, her fragrant tongue was teasing, and her buttocks were tightly pressed against a key part and twisted it lightly. Compared to the previous moves that were somewhat unfamiliar on a helicopter, she seemed skillful and professional. She is truly one of the top women in the world, and her control of every part of her body has reached the point of perfection.

Any complicated and difficult movements that are performed in her hands are all familiar with each other, just like the level of a master.

I don't know if she had gone back to study this routine. In short, in an instant, Comrade Lao Wang originally pulled the rope with one hand and hung the weight of the two of them, which was a bit easy. However, as Yilibeisha's movements became more and more aggressive, Wang Yong gradually became unbearable, and his arms began to tremble, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

The extremely soft and extremely sensitive Yilibeisha has already hung all her weight on Wang Yong. She is charming and has an innate wild beauty, constantly changing positions and postures on him.

"And~" Then she let out a ecstatic and bone-eating moan, her eyebrows frowned and trembled repeatedly. Finally, under her initiative, she invaded her body. She lay on his shoulder like a cat, biting his neck lightly, and said in a glutinous voice: "Wang Yong, I am yours. Let's do the last thing together."

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At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Yong was wearing a T-shirt and beach pants that he came from somewhere, and stepped on slippers. He climbed all the way to his home along the downspout and small balcony upstairs.

He opened the window smoothly and climbed in quietly and embarrassedly.

It was not until this moment that he let down his hanging heart and breathed a sigh of relief. This time, even he himself had to feel his steps vain. Just kidding, do you think the Dark Judgment is so easy to deal with? Although this seemed to be her first time, in order to deepen her memory and impression of this first time, she squeezed Wang Yong three times in the hotel.

Once in the chandelier, once in the bathroom, uh, and once in the bed.

If Wang Yong hadn't been forced to die in the end, and with all the words that were so scattered, he would probably not have escaped the clutches of Elibesha at this moment.

But the most tragic thing in life is that you have just left the demon's cave, but then you have entered the tiger's den. Chi Baby must settle it, right? You have to hang her up and beat her up, begging her to say "convincible"?

In order to make her honestly say the word "super" by Comrade Lao Wang, who is hardworking, has paid no less.

Therefore, after doing so many hardships, Wang Yong was already weak and weak at this moment, his waist was sore all over his back. Even when he was climbing down the water pipe just now, he almost slipped. This was a desperate situation that he had never experienced since his debut.

When he landed in his room, Wang Yong felt a sad feeling of having a life of disaster and tears flowing. This time he was finally relieved. After all, his home was better, so friendly and warm. Even if he just stepped on the floor of the room he lived in since childhood, he felt extremely down-to-earth and warm.

Home may be a simple noun for others, but for Wang Yong it is a harbor of the soul, a nest that can be healed and warm.

Close the window, Wang Yong stretched his waist relaxedly and walked to the edge of the bed with his hands and feet. When he was about to lie down and pretend to sleep, all his movements were indeed suddenly stopped when he saw the scene in front of him.

I saw that under the hazy light, the soft quilt was suddenly lifted up, and a person was sitting upright on the bed.

Although Wang Yong was shocked, he still looked at it calmly and calmly. A little loli rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly raised her head. After seeing Wang Yong in front of him, an unexpected brilliance flashed in her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It turned out to be Maomao!

It seemed as if he was suddenly hit by a muffled thunder, which struck Wang Yong so stupidly. At this moment, his tears were almost falling. Don’t play like this, right? Who can tell him what the situation is? He should have gone right.

His eyes were filled with sorrow, and he glanced inadvertently along the other side of Maomao. It was obvious that there seemed to be someone lying in the bulging thin quilt. Uh, don't guess, it must be Wanrou.

Oh my God, how could Wan Rou and Maomao be in her room? Still lying on her own bed? Wang Yong secretly said something was wrong. If they were present to testify, wouldn’t he even be deprived of the right to come back to pretend to be asleep in the middle of the night?

Just as Maomao's mouth moved slightly, just as he was about to speak, Wang Yong rushed over in two or three steps, covered her little mouth with one hand, and put it in her ear and whispered: "Be good Maomao, don't scream or cry. Let's go back and take you to buy delicious food."

Maybe he heard a little movement. Wanrou, who was originally lying next to him, seemed to feel something. She turned over in a daze and slowly woke up. Wang Yong was shocked and quickly pulled out his other hand and put it on the quilt, booing, "Wanrou, don't move, don't talk. Just pretend to do me a favor. I will secretly run to the sofa to sleep. If Feifei asks, you will say I'm back in the middle of the night. Don't let her tigress know that I'm going home in the early morning."
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