The Stepmother was Overturned

Come?

What are you here? Where are you going?

Shi Jiaojiao looked at Zhuo Wenshu leaning on the car seat with an impatient face, the standard President Ba’s cool appearance, and finally understood what he said, it should be President Ba’s standard quotation, "come up" and rubbed his body. Goose bumps, thinking about Liao, coaxing the ancestors is important.

She reluctantly stepped forward and sat on Zhuo Wenshu's thigh. Thinking of something, she was about to return to close the door, but Zhuo Wenshu pinched her chin and kissed it.

The two kissed hardly sincerely, even when they were closest, Zhuo Wenshu would not kiss her, and pinch her more often.

Shi Jiaojiao was a little bit embarrassed by the kiss, so she didn't care about closing the door. Anyway, her large skirt completely covered everything, Zhuo Wenshu would not even move her clothes at all, only hugged her waist. Clasp her neck to prevent her from turning back.

No matter who it is, they are just a young couple who can't help but kiss each other.

Zhuo Wenshu didn't cover her mouth, but she was used to holding it back, her eyes and cheeks were flushed, she bit her lip without a word.

Zhuo Wenshu's breath patrolled her side of her neck, squinting her eyes, revealing the gap in the car door, looking at a foot in leather shoes on the wall that has not moved anymore, her lips slowly curled up, and she couldn't see it in Shijiaojiao. Wherever he went, he smiled like an evil spirit crawling out of the ground.

The car with good shock absorption resembles a boat riding in the wind and waves, flickering and ups and downs on the top of the wave, with the natural ups and downs of a car, Shi Jiaojiao's forced eyes are glistening with water.

Shan Qin didn't know if his feet were so numb that he couldn't stand up, or he was in some shameful thinking. In short, he sat on the ground leaning on the pillar and didn't move at all.

He didn't even take a look, but he was blushing and listening to the small voice, so embarrassed that the whole figure was like a pot of boiling water, and his head could not be heard.

Zhuo Wenshu didn't delay time. After all, this was just to stimulate Shan Qin. His goal was achieved. He did not delay at all, and his speed was extreme. He quickly bit on Shi Jiaojiao's shoulder and pinched the flesh on her arm with his fingers. Shi Jiaojiao hurt Shi Jiaojiao. Shaking all over.

"Ah..." Shi Jiaojiao couldn't help screaming out in pain, and slammed Zhuo Wenshu's head with his hand, "Shoot! Are you a dog?!"

Shi Jiaojiao was in pain, a little sour face, patted Zhuo Wenshu on the back of the head, and patted like a dog.

Zhuo Wenshu sighed, raised his face and glanced at Shi Jiaojiao. Shi Jiaojiao's hand suddenly became stiff, and he sniffed aggrievedly, but did not dare to start.

Could it be better! Bullying people, even sullen face!

Shi Jiaojiao wronged Bala, Zhuo Wenshu hooked up the car door with his feet, raised the window, and completely closed the car. This was the real shape, frowning and leaning on the seat, pushing Shi Jiaojiao's shoulder, coldly, "Go down." "

Shi Jiaojiao: "..." My day, your father!

I've heard that it's ruthless, but it's not so **** out yet, its face is just like a donkey, a **** dog!

Shi Jiaojiao bit his back molars and sat next to him. Zhuo Wenshu's elastic work pants were so convenient that he just sorted them out and turned to face the outside of the car window.

Shi Jiaojiao also turned his head to look out the car window, thinking that the heavens and humans were fighting, wishing to kill Zhuo Wenshu, so he could do the task again.

But she really tried everything. This was the longest time she walked. The second world in the space was a gray lock. As long as she couldn't complete the first one, she would loop endlessly in this world.

"Get down and drive." Shi Jiaojiao was thinking about the water, and Zhuo Wenshu suddenly kicked her. "what are you thinking?"

Shi Jiaojiao almost threw a big ear scraper over, then forced a smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Aftertaste."

Zhuo Wenshu was stunned for a moment. After understanding what her aftertaste was, his face turned red in a flash, the tail of his eyes jumped, he coughed, and turned his head to the window to be silent, but his entire neck was red.

The two were strangely silent. Shi Jiaojiao saw his embarrassed virtue in the car window, and he laughed angrily. What kind of novel dog, wasn't he just going to die? How does the overbearing president call it and go and flick it? Now pretend to be innocent and innocent!

Shi Jiaojiao embraced him to death, leaned sideways on his lap, put his arms around his waist, buried himself with his teeth gritted, pinched his throat and said softly, "Wen Shu...you are amazing..."

Zhuo Wenshu's whole person was a bit stiff. The two of them had always done things without talking. Shi Jiaojiao still said this kind of thing back to his head, his ears were burning as if they were about to burn.

"Wen Shu..." Shi Jiaojiao arched his waist with his head, "I'm a bit, a bit uncomfortable to sit down. Would you like to drive?"

She said this on Zhuo Wenshu's waist, acting like a baby, but she was telling the truth. She was indeed leaking like a baby, not suitable for sitting.

Zhuo Wenshu bit his lip, looked down at her, raised his hand and hung it on top of her head, looking at her pink earlobe, he didn't know what he wanted to do.

He actually...never owned anything in his entire life. When there was no accident at home, he was all about studying. If something like that happened, he was lucky enough to be able to come out blind all the way out in prison.

The things he has owned are too scarce, so little that his heart and cognition are a bit distorted, grasping what is in his hands, from the clothes he wears to the tattered eight-handed mobile phone, even if it is not easy to wear, it is not easy to use. Dealing with it, don't want to throw it away, a little stubborn with nostalgia.

So even if you know that Shi Jiaojiao is not a good thing, even if you still hate her, you know that she might be playing him... But Zhuo Wenshu has hugged her so many times, in fact, he has long regarded her as his own.

That's why he heard the words Shi Jiaojiao said in the coffee shop, burning with uncontrolled anger, and doing the kind of deliberate just now...

But Zhuo Wenshu is not good at looking at his own heart, pursing his lips, just about to put his hand on Shi Jiaojiao's small ear, to pull that strand of broken hair, so dying, Shi Jiaojiao turned his head to look at him.

He didn't raise his hand to drop, nor did he take it away. In Shi Jiaojiao's suspicious sight, he pinched the back of her neck, picked her up, opened the door and got out of the car.

Shi Jiaojiao rubbed the back of her neck with grinning teeth, and was so upset that Zhuo Wenshu always took her as a pup, but she didn't dare to get angry, and she stunned with her arm.

The system prompts that the resentment value drops by 5%.

Shi Jiaojiao's eyes widened, looking at the back of Zhuo Wenshu leaning on the car and smoking, his heart was filled with joy!

What's wrong? ! Ahhhhh!

Shi Jiaojiao simply lay on the back seat, with his head facing the chair, and quickly went through what happened today in his mind.

Finally, I picked up a few points that might touch Zhuo Wen's book, and I thought about making good use of it.

Zhuo Wenshu finished smoking a cigarette and looked at the stone pillar next to him. Shan Qin hadn't left behind, probably because he was afraid that he would be embarrassed to death if he came out now.

With a faint smile on Zhuo Wenshu's face that belonged to the winner, a cigarette was slowly drawn to his head, and with his fingertips, he bounced the cigarette **** to the side of the pillar.

The exposed leather shoes quickly retracted, Zhuo Wenshu pursed his lips, walked around the front of the car, opened the door of the cab, and drove out of the parking lot.

Taking a look in the rearview mirror, Shi Jiaojiao was still lying in front of the car seat. Zhuo Wenshu looked at it several times, but said nothing, and drove the car back home.

When the car was put into storage, Zhuo Wenshu walked to the back of the car and opened the door. Shi Jiaojiao was already beautiful and fell asleep.

The beauty in the dream, her resentment value disappeared all the way. When she left, she told Zhuo Wenshu about all the things in this world, and that she was the creator, and watched the blue smoke on his angry head. But I can't do anything about myself, the beautiful snot bubbles are coming out...

Shi Jiaojiao was hitting someone, and suddenly felt lighter.

This feeling was a bit like every time she opened the crossing, she opened her eyes in a daze, not paying attention to how familiar everything around her was. Just seeing Zhuo Wenshu's cold chin, she was the grandson of Qi Zhuo Wenshu in the dream.

Shi Jiaojiao took the "dream" on himself, stretched out his hand and patted Zhuo Wenshu's cheek, and said vaguely, "Hey grandson! I have written all the things you do in my notebook. When I go back, I will write about you! "

Zhuo Wenshu hugged Shi Jiaojiao and stared at her still dim eyes. He was obviously not awake. He had already reached the door. Zhuo Wenshu stood still, did not open the door, but suddenly let go.

"Ouch—"

In the corridor of the old building, a long and stern howl sounded, and the corridors of the entire building were all lit up with voice control.

Shi Jiaojiao squatted and squatted sturdily, his wrist hit, and his pained grinning grinning, this time he woke up completely from the dream.

Zhuo Wenshu was condescending, turned against the light and couldn't see clearly, his tone was slightly tempered with unexplained emotions, and asked her slowly, "What did you just say?"

Shi Jiaojiao pulled out a flattering smile, "No, I'm dreaming and I haven't woken up yet-you give me a hand, it hurts..."

Shi Jiaojiao stretched out her small hand and handed Zhuo Wenshu to Zhuo Wenshu, but saw Zhuo Wenshu, the grandson, stepped over her, opened the door and entered the house, without even looking at her, shut her out.

Shi Jiaojiao helped the wall to climb up and stood at the door with her legs on her back. His face was flushed, half ashamed and half angry. With one hand he rubbed the two petals that he was about to fall into four petals, and the other hand smashed the door.

Not long after, Shi Jiaojiao was pulled in by the collar, and the room was quiet. At this time, Zhuo Wenshu's mother was already asleep.

She was pulled all the way to the bathroom by the collar. Zhuo Wenshu opened the shower and pushed her in, covering her mouth to prevent her from cursing.

The water just opened was not hot, Shi Jiaojiao was trembling, and it was completely on fire.

She is really tired of doing this task! She grew up so no one dared to bully her into this way! Besides, all of this was created by herself!

Anger attacked his heart, his fangs were not hidden at all, struggling to compete with Zhuo Wenshu, without leaving his hands every time.

Zhuo Wenshu was bitten by her head shaking like a roasted chicken, grinning with grinning teeth, but the raised hand hung for a while, and it didn't really hit Shi Jiaojiao's neck. In the end, she had no choice but to squeeze her with both hands. She was hooped tightly in her arms and could barely move.

I was afraid of waking up his mother and used his own mouth to plug her lips.

This time, neither of them planned to open business. Shi Jiaojiao took him as an elbow, and there was a rusty smell in his mouth. He touched the shower and prepared to open the scoop for him, but when he raised his hand, he heard the system prompt at this time, complaining. The value fell again.

Shi Jiaojiao gritted his teeth and put down the shower, climbed up on Zhuo Wenshu's shoulder, bit his ears with blood, and it was bad, "I'll bite your ears and eyes!"

Zhuo Wenshu was born in pain, holding Shi Jiaojiao's nape in his hand and pulling her apart, "You fucking..."

The two of them were thoroughly soaked with water on their faces, dripping ticking down their faces, Shi Jiaojiao stared at him fiercely and didn't hide, Zhuo Wenshu squinted at her, and after a while, he closed his eyes again. , The water drop slid down his handsome eyebrows, he looked for Shi Jiaojiao's lips again, and pressed them gently and with some hesitation.

This kind of almost warm behavior stunned Shi Jiaojiao, but soon, this kind of gentleness turned into an antonym, and everything changed its taste until it became uncontrollable.

In the end, Shi Jiaojiao put Zhuo Wenshu's back on the back, scratching like blood gourds, and a row of blood oozing teeth marks on her neck. Of course, she didn't get much better. When Zhuo Wenshu finally put her down, Shi Jiaojiao Pile directly on the ground.

But it was completely different from the past, Zhuo Wenshu closed his eyes, frowning his brows tightly all the way, like pain, but the pressure between his throat couldn't be suppressed, and he hummed, contradictory to show the master's unbearable pleasure.

My lips are broken, bloody, pain...and confused.

The author has something to say: Shi Jiaojiao: Look at this ear bite, it is big and round.

Zhuo Wenshu: Yes, it's pretty good. You can put on bracelets here.