MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 113 Ghost face five uncles of Shura field

"It's over, it exploded!" The system screamed in Cong Liang's brain, which was no less than Yang San's voice just now.

The snake shape surrounding Yang San quickly shrank to the thickness of a little finger, and he "swishly" drilled into Yang San's body to find a place where he could drill.

Because the vest on the upper body was taken off, Yang San was shirtless, there was no neckline to drill, and the pockets of the military trousers were all covered. When the system was in a hurry, he went down along Yang San's mermaid line... Yang San's whole body stiffened, With a "swoosh", it burned into a straight bright red silly pillar.

Congliang and Ding Mao didn't notice the situation on Yang San's side, and the scream in the system's mind reminded Congliang that she seemed to annoy Ding Mao.

But why Mao? Congliang raised her little face and faced Ding Mao's ugly face, but the answer she finally came up with made her laugh or cry, Ding Mao was jealous, or Yang San's jealous, which is where...

But she couldn't say that Yang San was her brother, not to mention that Ding Mao didn't believe it, he didn't believe Yang San either.

"No," Congliang licked her lips. Under such a bad misunderstanding, she did not dare to say that she wanted to see Yang San's injury, but lied casually and patted Ding Mao's hand holding her chin. "What am I, I'm going to get my snake back..."

Ding Mao's face was sullen, and after a while, he released Congliang's chin. Congliang took two steps back hesitantly. Seeing that Ding Mao was just staring at her, he didn't respond. He took small steps to Yang San, but his neck twisted back to look at Ding Mao , like a child who wants to play in the mud but is afraid of his father's anger.

"Don't hurt me!" The system said angrily in his good mind: "Just make up your reasons, don't make me into it ah ah ah-"

Congliang couldn't take care of it himself. He completely ignored the screaming of the system's collapse. He walked to Yang San's side and quickly felt distressed for Yang San. Ding Mao was specifically hitting his face. When he looked at it from a close distance, he had a big bag on his head. .

He raised his hand and wanted to wipe the half-dried blood on Yang San's face, but he was pinned on his back by Ding Mao's needle-like gaze, so he didn't dare to put it into practice, only raised his hand and stretched it out in front of Yang San: "Take me the snake for me..."

Yang San's face was green and red, staring at Congliang's palms without moving, Congliang blinked a few times for unknown reasons, his eyes slipped all the way from the top of Yang San's head to his shirtless, without seeing the system, just as he was about to go down, he was stopped by Ding Mao's waist. He leaned back and covered his eyes.

Ding Mao glanced at Yang San, then slid down from Liang's line of sight, settled somewhere in Yang San, and said quietly, "Don't ask for it, chop it up and feed the dog."

Before Congliang could react, the system screamed again in his head, "Ahhhh, did you hear, he's going to chop me up and feed the dog—"

Cong Liang was covered by Ding Mao's eyes, and he obediently walked back around him. Hearing this, he asked in confusion, "Why? Why did you provoke him?"

System: "..." It can't say! Otherwise, Congliang will not know how to run it next time.

"Fuck you..." Seeing Congliang and Dingmao walking out, Yang San hurriedly unfastened his belt, "Don't restrain, restrain!"

Cong Liang was circled back a little rough all the way, she relaxed her body and followed Ding Mao's strength, and was almost dragged back under the clip.

On the way, Cong Liang scratched his nose and felt deeply that he might be sick, but he was not very ill. For some reason, he imagined that if Ding Mao was in a hurry, if he beat her up... I was still looking forward to it, don't slap her in the face It's alright, she doesn't hurt when you smoke it anywhere...

Cong Liang was dragged into the private room by Ding Mao and slammed against the door. Her whole body was crunchy and crunchy. It was estimated that she would smack off when she touched it. She rubbed her flushed face, she really wasn't very normal.

"In the car today," Ding Mao stared at Congliang and nodded her head, "I've been looking at him, looks good?"

Although Ding Mao didn't want to be like a bitch, he didn't want to mind how he looked, but his current face, he looked ferocious, if the two hadn't broken through that relationship, he might have endured a gunshot wound. Things, go to match, and maybe you will be very happy.

But they have already crossed the line, can't go back, and his heart can't go back to the original place, and now there is Yang San who is the same age as the little girl and looks good, attracting the attention of the little girl, do you want to do it now? He... complete?

Ding Mao didn't make a loud noise. After asking this sentence, he kept staring at Congliang's reaction. Seeing that Congliang didn't answer, his face became more and more red, and he only felt a pain in his heart.

"You..." Ding Mao's hand on his side trembled a little, "You like him very much?"

I can't blame Ding Mao for not being calm. Since they confronted Yang San downstairs yesterday, Congliang's snake took him away, but Yang San was not injured, and he even brought him back. Ding Mao and Yang San fought, the little girl sent her snake to protect him, and finally went back to see him...

"Speak." Ding Mao said solemnly.

Congliang's face became more and more red, and even the end of his eyes was wet, but he pursed his lips and did not answer or look at Ding Mao, deliberately showing a guilty conscience.

Ding Mao saw her expression in his eyes, only to feel that his temples were throbbing and his brain was burning.

When he came to his senses, he reached out and pressed the door lock, dragged Cong Liang to the spare room, took out bundles of climbing ropes from the cabinet, pinched the back of Cong Liang's neck with one hand, pressed it on the spare cabinet, and grabbed her hands neatly with the other. tightly bound.

He was on the edge of his whole being, biting his cheeks, barely breaking the line, and he had never been so smoky in his life.

Little did he know that Cong, Xinbo Xing, Liang, who was bound by him, was screaming in his heart, "Wow wow! So domineering, so touching! Hurry up! That's it!"

Congliang didn't make a sound, blushed, neither admitting nor denying, so he let Ding Mao make up for the misunderstanding. It was really his domineering tactics that dried up Su's brain today.

Cong Liang likes any kind of personality of Da Bo'er. But what she liked most was the rough appearance when she was initially tempted, just like now!

Ding Mao pressed on the back of Congliang's neck, preventing her from turning back, not letting her see her like this, but he couldn't hide his deep breathing, and the more and more he exerted his hand, but he gradually lost control.

"You like him like that..." Ding Mao covered Congliang from behind, whispering a word against her ear, his voice seemed to be squeezing out of his teeth: "I like young, tall and handsome, what about me? Huh? "

"Tricking me?!" Ding Mao pressed Congliang's face on the cabinet, and unbuttoned his trousers with one hand with red eyes, "I'm so old and ugly, I'm just here to play, right?"

"Why don't you talk?!" Ding Mao finally growled uncontrollably, "If you have nothing to say, you still acquiesce, didn't you give me a bunch of names?" The voice was hoarse and gloomy, "Call me..." Cong Liang pursed his lips and said nothing. He was determined to be angry, but he suddenly felt a chill on his waist.

"I've raised you the **** since I was a child, I'll find a way to give you what you want," Ding Mao turned Congliang's face and forced her to push her back, "In the end, you'll get in it yourself, how dare you play I-"

Knees were slammed against the door of the spare cabinet, "bang bang bang bang bang..." The movement was a bit too loud, it was still dark, and for a while, the aunt thought that the two of them would demolish the house, and then knocking on the door would be lively.

"Baby..." Congliang finally whispered to Ding Mao, "Don't be angry... You misunderstood."

She raised her eyes just in time, her eyelashes flicked, just to shake off the drop of golden beans that she had accumulated for a long time because she was too excited. Xixi.

"Misunderstanding? What did I misunderstand?" The blue veins on Ding Mao's forehead jumped.

Congliang hummed in a low voice, "My snake can transform people, didn't you see it just now..." Congliang said this, squinting his eyes and smiling meaningfully at Ding Mao: "Do you understand?"

"what?"

At this moment, "Dangdangdang" knocked on the door, and the aunt outside called someone, "Xiao Ding Congliang, it's time to come out to eat."

Ding Mao was startled and stopped for a moment. She shuddered and groaned for a while. After a while, her face turned slightly red. She unbuttoned Cong Liang's hand, grabbed her arm and turned the person around, hugged her tightly, and buried her head in her hands. Her neck slowly calmed down.

"Don't eat it yet!" Congliang couldn't hold back his joy, he stretched out his hand to stroke Latin Mao's back to comfort him, and responded with a loud voice to the aunt: "I'm not hungry yet..."

In fact, Ding Mao didn't believe Congliang's words immediately, but after venting, his madness passed, and he began to think rationally about Congliang's reaction in the past two days.

If you think about it this way, if you follow Congliang's words, you can really explain everything.

"Then why do you keep looking at him?" Ding Mao's tone returned to a calm, somewhat heavy, nasal tone with a bit of excitement.

He squeezed Congliang's chin again and raised her face, stared into her eyes and waited for her to answer. Congliang's eyes were full of smiles. She couldn't explain her brothers and sisters in past and present lives. He hooked it down and kissed the corner of his lips gently.

"Because I just want to see you like this." Congliang said slyly: "You look crazy for me..."

Ding Mao's Adam's apple rolled, frowned slightly, and said nothing, hooked the back of Congliang's head, put his arms around her waist, and kissed her deeply.

After the kiss was over, Ding Mao finally let out a long breath and sighed, "Don't do this next time." He grabbed Congliang's wrist, rubbed it in distress, bowed his head again, and kissed her eyes and eyebrows loosely. "Did it hurt just now?"

Congliang squinted his eyes and shook his head, raised his hand to hook Ding Mao's neck, and said stickily, "You hit me..."

"Huh?" Ding Mao frowned in confusion.

Cong Liang reluctantly stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows, and drilled straight into his arms, "Just a few puffs, it doesn't hurt to me," Cong Liang said, biting Ding Mao's ear on tiptoe. "OK?"

"Are you, huh..." Ding Mao didn't stop laughing, "I didn't get beaten when I was a kid, do you think it's a pity?"

From my conscience, when I was a child, my mother beat me, and she could make a broom tied with iron wire to bloom, but when her mother beat her, it only hurt, and when the big baby beat her, she felt itchy between the bones.

"Oh, if you want to fight, you can fight twice..." Cong Liang began to grind people.

Ding Mao asked her to hug and shake, and the two were close to each other. The fire that had just been interrupted started to burn again, and she slapped Congliang's buttocks twice, "Be honest!"

Congliang's face turned red with a "swoosh". Looking at Ding Mao's eyes, Ding Mao kissed her forehead, hugged her against the wall, looked for her lips and kissed, and slowly merged into each other.

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