Chapter 1147 One Day of "Insecticide" Happiness

The mistress wore a beige OL uniform that was tight and accentuated her hot figure to the fullest. The skirts are so short that women dare to wear them in their rooms for clients, and they ask clients to pay more.

He Ming pounced on it, a pair of big arms could allow him to... move his hands up and down.

The two huddled together on the sofa, and soon kissed passionately and caressed passionately.

"Wow!" Not long after, Park Zhimin unbuttoned Brother Abs' trouser pocket. Girls from Earth to Shanmeng and gays most want to untie their pants pockets, none of them.

A fully awakened Mr. Cosmic Cannon with 120% full firepower stood proudly in the air. It's straight as hell, not black and thick, but... Think about the size and length of a can of black and red insecticide. There is also a hardness that certainly does not need to be explained, and it is guaranteed to be able to penetrate any top-level solid metal on the earth today.

No matter how thick it is, give it a fulcrum, and one top can pierce it.

Although I have watched it many times, and I am very familiar with it, but after watching it again one day later, I exclaimed again.

He Ming didn't know if he was acting, but he really admired Comrade Mistress for grabbing the "insecticide", and couldn't help being surprised.

Then the mistress sat beside her with nobility and elegance, her extremely slender legs spread out, and then she still kept a reserved and noble posture. She glanced at her with an indescribable charm, and took a mouthful... soon...

Basically, no mortal, except Superman or the truly dead, can swallow a can of insecticide.

"Oh... so cool." He Ming expressed his appreciation, and then watched the mistress swallow the whole space cannon... I really can't believe it, mortals definitely can't do it, and even mortals may be fired if they have sex with him Shooting alive... Of course, the power can be controlled, and it won't be uncontrollable like Hancock, the full-scale superman, but the number is too much, and drinking milk once can cause suffocation and death.

Ordinary humans, ordinary monkeys, have too many problems and are too fragile.

He Ming smiled with sincerity. Use a big palm, big enough to wrap a football, to untie the top of the mistress, and reach in to caress a pair of flawless white rabbits.

Although the palm is so huge. But the big white rabbit still couldn't control it.

Moreover, Park Zhimin was attached to him to perform musical instruments. From He Ming's sight, it was impossible for him to see the whole picture of the big white rabbit, but the mistress's slender, deadly and hot body curve was a big profit. Especially the hip line, which is shockingly big, but of course perfect beyond description, belongs to the most beautiful and sexy hip shape.

Interestingly, although He Ming has created the most perfect buttocks for many, many women. But only a few are extremely sexy.

The mistress is one of them, other places are not super stunner level, but the butt is already considered.

This is not easy for Smecta.

But now I won’t think so much, He Ming won’t further think about the effect of Smecta’s nutritional level on the beautiful buttocks, he will only touch it hard—caressing to the center of the huge beautiful buttocks, the mistress will start to feel slightly Trembling, the little brother's breathing became much heavier.

It really fell into the hands of the devil, the real devil's hand. Mistress is also full of passion. The hormone estrogen is on fire.

"Oh... I have to admit that your art is the most authentic."

Hands up and down, happiness is like a tide, and the brain dominated by the little brother suddenly sends excitement from the crotch. This kind of quasi-powerful god and demon's desire is so strong that he is half cold, and the Diaosi is also uncontrollable, which is deeply stimulating.

He Ming can only say this. His eloquence in the past has now hidden his merits and fame. He is not the cold hearted person in advanced H novels. Commenting on a beautiful woman... It seems that the protagonist of the American psychopath spends money on women who have lost their feet and still doesn't forget to admire himself in front of the mirror, self-obsessed.

I really like it. Smecta lived up to the world's fickle radish. Smecta's mistress's blowing instrument art is even better than that of famous "ancient" beauties such as the enthusiastic sister Diaochan, the coquettish sister-in-law Yuji, and the combination of the two, Wang Zhaojun and other famous "ancient" beauties-excellent and outstanding.

He deserves it. He is enjoying.

During a happy day, He Ming worked on the sensitive area of ​​his mistress with both hands. The passion between the two parties quickly heated up. Looking up, I saw a string of top-level lighting above the head, which was ugly even in high-definition with super vision-the details were not good-looking.

Then he tried his best to scroll through the memory dominated by his little brother, and finally succeeded in confirming it. That's right, the musical instrument art of Smecta's mistress turned out to be... the best among horses.

He Ming realizes a little bit: In fact, the more beautiful a woman is, the better, but the more she loves herself, the better. The heart comes first, the little brother comes second, and the rest can go away.

And Smecta's mistress is among the favorites of her little brother... one of the best.

After a while, I lowered my head again, just in time to see the mistress swallowed her whole root again from the crystal mirror of the new LCD TV in front of her, and then the red lips sprayed to the end, and the little brother immediately bombarded...

boom!

The white volcano erupted, and Mistress Smecta wanted to quit, but He Ming quickly put a hand on her head from the big white rabbit, so the artillery fire lasted for one minute and thirty seconds-although Park Zhimin didn't want to drink Milk—couldn't she afford any brand of milk?

But in order to please He Ming, I still strive for perfection "not a single drop left"...

"...It's so hot, and the taste is...so good." Park Zhimin cleaned up the cosmic cannon like first love, and then raised his head, speaking insincerely. So much milk, so hot and smelly. No wonder she likes to drink.

He Ming admired the pair of flawless and huge white rabbits in the unbuttoned beige jacket, so he touched them.

Pu Zhimin obediently let him caress, and soon took the initiative to unbutton her bra and take off her upper body clothes. The movement of the whole process is still noble or elegant.

He Ming admires the mistress very much on this point, at least only sister Diao Chan and other three ancient beauties can do this.

She quickly stripped herself off, lying on the big bed, wearing a beige short skirt on her lower body, and a pair of purple lace stockings on her extremely slender, super beautiful legs. Then he lay down in front of He Ming, approaching a pair of majestic long legs.

He Ming's long legs now have a lot of "flawless" leg hair, which is unbelievably strong, not as long as Yao Ming and other ordinary giants, but at least twice as thick as NBA athletes.

The beauty of great power, not to mention the huge power texture that flows in the form and intangible.

Park Zhimin softly talked about love, but sandwiched the "insecticide" among the big white rabbits... It was also a means of playing with the lives of gods and demons that were about to be worn out by the little brothers of ordinary people.

He Ming was not polite. Seven or eight minutes later, Rumble fired again, this time covering Pu Zhimin in white artillery fire.

"Let you enjoy! The foreplay is over."

He Ming immediately pushed down the panting mistress and unbuttoned the beige short skirt. Then he grabbed the mistress's water snake waist and asked her to raise her hands, so that the pair of big white rabbits looked even more impressive under the bright lights. Of course, it is covered with sweaty ... white remains of artillery fire.

Grabbing the fat-skinned waist of a water snake, she pushed aside a pair of extremely sexy underwear, and pushed a can of insecticide into it... Now, He Ming is no longer the lustful dick he used to be. You can push in slowly and enjoy the joy of opening up a new land...

Changing to a mortal must be the same as giving birth. The woman screamed loudly, and soon died.

But Mistress Smecta's extremely beautiful eyes were engulfed by lust, which was far more seductive than winking eyes like silk. Soon, he said something that stimulated the man's senses even more.

This is how a good day starts.

Even though it is already night, for Diaosi and otaku, night is the beginning of the day.

"It's a beautiful day, let's have sex!" He Ming laughed, and his huge physique immediately sprinted mercilessly, a hundred times faster than a bison.

Needless to say, the enjoyment of the mistress, if it were a mortal, it would be...fucked to death on the spot.

The love of brother abs is not as easy to enjoy as it used to be.

...

From evening to early morning of the next day.

When it is daylight, cleanse your body in the hot spring-like bath. Then off to get ready for bed—to a clean room, of course. The original room does not say anything else. The big bed will not dry out without half a day.

It's just that he just slept until dawn, when He Ming woke up, he found that Pu Zhimin was staring at him obsessively.

That kind of gaze is really indescribable, and He Ming is a little scared, because he can't respond like that...

He didn't know what happened to his body, now his woman not only sank physically, but also surrendered spiritually.

The gaze of a lover. He Ming sighed and looked out of the window: through the exquisite white new-style shutters. It should be seven or eight o'clock outside.

"You didn't sleep?" The other party was not Father Sun, and he didn't need to sleep for an hour or two.

"I've slept..." Park Zhimin took a long time to respond. Then he took a deep look at He Ming and kissed him over. The face of the country approached to offer a kiss, of course He Ming was not polite... Unexpectedly, Park Zhimin quickly "wanted" again, from kissing to kissing all the way, until the kiss was as hard as iron, as hard as iron. The ruthlessness of the flower heart big radish needs to be applied with hard insecticide... Then, there is no more.

He Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, no wonder he was always impulsive when he went to bed just now. If the mistress is asleep, believe it or not, anyway, I don't believe it.

Of course, he didn't have to be polite, and soon started playing again, and sang many times in the big bed and bathroom, how happy it is...Look at his lecherous appearance, his wife must be...envious, jealous and hateful . Fortunately, my husband is a quasi-powerful demon, otherwise...

Insecticides have become a thing of the past, and there is no ab muscle brother in the world.

...

Feeling some slight tremors and waking up. Punching and kicking away the idea of ​​sleeping in, Jin Dabang walked down the aisle in his pajamas.

"...The face is so red, and the expression is so strange? Oh, I understand! You are physically hungry and thirsty to find someone to solve it!"

Seeing the male and female servants with strange expressions along the way, he understood after thinking about it. I can't help but feel contemptuous in my heart.

Really, a bitch can pretend, it's just mating, as for? Brother Abs is a man among men, a god among gods. Of course my little brother is no exception!

When he came to a restaurant, Jin Dabang began to order food. The smile is as bright as the sun.

That's right, waking up so early and sacrificing the good time of sleeping in is just to...enjoy life better.

For him, food is life!

Or it can be described as, for Smecta, food is life!

Pigs are a constant quest.

Please call me Smecta Pig. Focus on food unchanged for fifty years.

During the waiting time, Jin Dabang looked at the time and said helplessly: "Really, even though I have eternal life, 24 hours a day really flies too fucking fast! Too fast!"

Calculated with your fingers, breakfast, lunch, dinner, three main meals. Morning tea, afternoon tea, supper at night, three non-staple foods. Go out to sleep and shit, within twenty hours, it's all snack time.

Ok. In this way, he spends ten hours a day satisfying his mouth and stomach.

Then continue to spend ten hours playing games and watching movies.

The other four hours include washing face, sleeping, bathing, shopping, pretending, and... picking up girls.

How rare.

How I hate the speed and ruthlessness of Earth's time.

"Please enjoy, sir." "Good morning, sir."

In less than a minute, rows of handsome men and beauties delivered the prepared delicacies.

The golden stick has ignored the beauty of these mortals. Take back your mind. Shaking his head again, he smiled lasciviously when he looked at the delicious food...

"It's another beautiful day, our Father in heaven! Thank you for giving me such a good meal! Amen!"

But before the meal, I pretended to be coercive, and then entered the mode of Smecta's gluttonous pig.

facial expressions, eyes. The beautiful waitress and the handsome waiter, who maintained a respectful and charming smile, all turned around with unexplainable... strange expressions.

The chefs on duty had the same expressions.

The expression was: "That pig is eating again!"

Of course everyone understands, everything goes without saying. If you express it, everything you have now will be lost.

Even thrown into the ocean by the secret police to feed North Korean king crabs.

They don't want to be like this.

Interestingly. According to reliable scientific investigations, although both men and women love beauty so much, Smecta has become a super being, and the number of supermen who have become gluttons is far more than any nation or country...

Are you afraid of poverty? No, no, it's just that the diet in the past was too bad, and my stomach was too hungry!

Three hours later, Jin Dabang and his daughter, who came over two hours ago, saw Brother Abs and Park Zhimin and hugged each other as if they wanted to become one person. The degree of intimacy was captured by the Xiangjiang paparazzi. Then it must be:

"Super poche, monkeys are extremely eager to fight."

"It's been a year since I became a conjoined twin."

"Brother Abs' legs are not weak. So he proved, he proved, he proved! He will always be Brother Abs!"

And then...no more, all the paparazzi can die.

"Good morning, a beautiful day, isn't it?"

He Ming said in a vest and shorts. Of course it's not a turkey outfit, but brightly colored. Quite fashionable. This is the latest trending superman fashion. It vividly highlights the beauty of Superman's figure.

Of course, brother abs is really confident in this.

This was prepared by Park Zhimin for him. She also seemed to like He Ming wearing it like this - He Ming understood that it was easy to take off his pants. Then further understand that the mistress is getting more and more coquettish?

really. By Smecta's side, the possibility of He Ming being dominated by his little brother is too high.

"Honey, let's eat too." Smecta's words were soft to the bone, and He Ming hurriedly ate and drank, but not long after, Smecta wasted a little time and turned into a cold-faced girl to teach him a lesson. Jin Dabang and Lori are gone.

"Hey, you two guys, eat so much again! Do you really want to become fat?"

"I'm fat, so I'm here. Fat people are superhuman myths." Jin Dabang became more and more humorous, which caused him to be suppressed by force from Park Zhimin.

Loli pursed her mouth and continued to eat and drink, tasting all kinds of delicious food. It's not that she can't control her appetite, but it's very simple... her stomach is basically hard to satisfy.

"What a beautiful day." Little Lolita said.

He Ming sneered and raised his glass, "Then let's have a toast." But he was thinking in his heart, what kind of tricks should we play later, mating or talking about life?

Oh, does it make a difference?

There should be, the former is a rude practice of barbarians, who get a beautiful woman's body but not her heart.

The latter is the practice of civilized people, who get the soul of a beautiful woman and then get her body... Although for a man, the soul? Hahaha! I think you are stupid enough!

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