While talking, Bad Kong gently took off her thick winter clothes, revealing a carefully selected set of thermal underwear, showing her graceful curves and well-proportioned body.
Ye Lang's eyes couldn't help but look up and down, his heart beating slightly faster.
But it is not the case that Ye Lang is really so impatient and unable to control his desires.
He just doesn't want to control others and just does what he wants.
Seeing Ye Lang's undisguised fiery gaze, Bad Control actually admired this man a little.
It's the end of the world, and with such powerful strength, are you still going to be timid and submissive like before?
Facing your inner desires calmly and controlling your desires is itself a kind of power.
Bad Control secretly praised him in his heart, but the smile on his face became even wider. He walked gently in front of Ye Lang and whispered:
"Big Boss, I agree to whatever you want to do, but time is limited, so we have to hurry."
Ye Lang's heart was moved when he heard such tempting words, but he nodded calmly.
"I now need to hold a marriage ceremony for you to officially marry Wuyou to me.
A logo is a mark placed on your private parts."
A sharp gleam flashed in Bad Kong Kong's eyes, but her face flushed. She leaned over and approached Ye Lang condescendingly, and asked softly:
"So... which part do you want?"
Her red lips were slightly parted, her eyes were blurred but with a hint of shyness, she looked like a young girl who had just entered the world.
That delicate look of wanting to say something but not being able to is like a white lotus bud about to bloom.
A hint of teasing flashed in Ye Lang's eyes, and the next moment he opened his mouth wide and covered her red lips.
Bad Control's body stiffened, obviously he didn't expect it. He was pulling hard, so how could he be bitten directly?
But she immediately softened, her hands unconsciously climbing up his shoulders, and she began to respond rhythmically.
What Ye Lang was thinking at this moment was, no matter how charming you are, we will still pull each other.
But your favorability has already opened up all your diku, and your pulling has become like a little game to liven up the atmosphere.
Bad Control gradually began to lose the upper hand, because Ye Lang had no martial ethics and attacked from both sides, making it impossible to defend against him.
Soon the city was captured and the army was defeated due to lack of strategic planning.
Just when Bad Control was about to lose all his strength and collapse, Ye Lang suddenly slapped him.
Snap~
The bad guy's eyes were confused, as if he had just woken up from a dream. He covered his back where he had been beaten, and his cheeks suddenly flushed.
What happened to me? I actually lost to a boy younger than me.
I am a semi-professional, this doesn't make sense.
Ye Lang ordered at this time:
"Turn around, bend over, and hold on to the stool."
The bad guy did as he was told subconsciously, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
The next moment, a sharp pain
"Ah~ Big boss, what did you prick me with? It hurts."
When Ye Lang saw the little heart dotted on the jade-like skin, the corners of his mouth curled up and he felt extremely satisfied.
Click, took a photo and handed it to the bad controller.
Bad Control didn't mention it, still bent over with his back to Ye Lang as he took the phone.
What caught her eye was the bright red little heart, which made her heart tremble.
"Boss, what is this? Do you mean to stamp it on me and declare it your personal property?"
He didn't forget to tease me at this time. He is indeed a veteran artist.
Ye Lang chuckled and replied:
"This is the gate sign. Take a closer look at the Worry-Free Building and see if there's anything different from before."
The bad control hasn't been mentioned yet, so I just feel it silently.
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