Chapter 1196 Don't Push Yourself Too Hard!

Chapter 1196 Don't push yourself too hard!

Zong Zhan squeezed his phone, sneered at Cen Cen, hehe, the nephew and son-in-law who was struck by lightning blocked him.

This is not over yet, in the evening, Zong Zhan heard the doorbell downstairs, thinking that someone from the military department came to pick them up to the training camp.

As a result, when Zong Zhan walked into the living room, he saw ten dishes on the coffee table: fried leeks, shrimp and seahorse soup, mutton and yam soup, stewed chicken with Shouwu, cold okra...

All are the best ingredients for invigorating the kidney and strengthening yang.

Zong Zhan felt that Xi Luo was looking for death.

On the other hand, the woman with her legs up on the sofa was holding a box of smelly things and was fanning herself, "Let's eat, I ordered them specially for you. I asked Li Qiao about the nutritional value of these supplements... Hey, you grab it." What am I doing?"

Zong Zhan snatched the snail powder from her hand with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice, "Come, let's eat together."

Xi Luo raised her long legs and smiled triumphantly, "I'm really sorry, I'm allergic."

"Xi Luo, I think you really need to clean up."

Zong Zhan put the snail noodles on the coffee table, bent down and carried the person on his shoulders.

After a whirlwind, Xi Luo kicked his legs and patted him on the back, "I'm helping you recuperate your body, can't you fucking see it? Zong, put me down quickly."

Zong Zhan didn't speak, and went straight upstairs with the woman on his shoulders.

Xi Luo couldn't beat Zong Zhan, she had tried it before.

It's not that the skills are bad, but mainly because of the disparity in absolute strength between men and women.

In the master bedroom, Xi Luo was thrown up all the way and almost vomited.

The wound on her ankle hadn't been re-bandaged yet, and she was scratched several times by Zong Zhan's belt, causing her to gasp in pain, "You're really not...uh..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xi Luo was thrown onto the bed in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the man came forward, pressed one leg on her waist, and pressed Xi Luo's hand on top of her head, "Honey, do you know what is the best supplement for a man? Hmm?"

Xi Luo's hair was messy, and the neckline of the chiffon shirt exposed the shoulder straps of her black bra. She blew off the broken hair on her face, raised her leg and greeted Zong Zhan, "Who are you calling baby? Shame on you?"

This man named Baby is different from others, not at all.

Especially the slightly rising Erhua voice, which is very provocative.

In terms of physical strength, Xi Luo's resistance is no different from a mayfly shaking a tree.

So much so that she wanted to kick Zong Zhan, but the man pushed her knees, separated her legs, and pinned her down in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Xi Luo trembled all over, and the roots of her ears tended to turn red. Zong Zhan pressed her wrist with one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand picked up the straps of her bra, "It doesn't matter what it is called, but picking yin and nourishing yang, Miss Xi always You've heard of it."

After all, the man raised the shoulder straps maliciously, then let go suddenly, and the bra straps bounced back with a 'snap'.

There was a red mark visible to the naked eye on the shoulder.

Xi Luo's scalp exploded, like a shrew with strong fighting power, struggling under Zong Zhan, "Listen, Nima, get up for me."

She and Zong Zhan often have various vicious fights, including but not limited to physical contact and melee combat.

But they have never fought in such a posture before, it is too intimate, even a little shameful.

At this time, Zong Zhan pressed between her legs violently, not only that, but also shamelessly folded her spread legs on his waist.

How could he be so shameless?

Xi Luo's face was a little red, not because of shyness, but because of anger.

She gradually restrained the amount of twisting, staring at a pair of fox eyes, wishing to poke two holes in Zong Zhan's body, "If you don't get lost, I'll fuck you up if I find a chance."

Zong Zhan patted her face, "The gun is on the third floor of the kitchen cabinet."

After saying that, he lowered his head and sucked Xi Luo's lips. The woman in front of him was a typical example of disobedience.

This is not the first time they have kissed. The last time was in the parking lot of an entertainment community in Myanmar.

However, two seconds later, Zong Zhan raised his upper body slightly after the kiss that should have continued to deepen, and stared at her red lips with disgust.

Not for anything else, because the woman had just finished eating snail noodles, and the taste left in her mouth was simply numb.

At this time, Xi Luo had already calmed down, and also noticed Zong Zhan's unhappiness.

She licked the corner of her mouth, and continued to test on the verge of death, "You still don't admit that you can't do it, do you want to take a Viagra?"

"Don't make me feel uncomfortable, right?" Zong Zhan said while glancing at the bedside table, there was still half a cigarette lying in the ashtray.

Zong Zhan put the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the lighter and lit it, took a sharp puff, leaned over and blew it into Xi Luo's mouth.

Thick smoke overflowed between the lips of the two, and Xi Luo was choked and coughed non-stop.

Xi Luo is miserable, she feels that she is too miserable.

My legs hurt, my shoulders hurt too, my throat was choked by smoke, and I felt uncomfortable everywhere.

She knew Zong Zhan hadn't been a human being for a long time, but she didn't expect that he wouldn't even be a dog.

Xi Luo couldn't exert all her strength, and she softened after a while.

Zong Zhan didn't do anything excessive, he just kissed Xi Luo.

"Are you convinced?" Zong Zhan's strong willpower allowed him to talk and laugh without changing his face under such circumstances.

Xi Luo was rebellious, and in Zong Zhan's pointed question, she was not afraid to sarcastically, "That's it? Are you premature ejaculation?"

Zong Zhan didn't want to do anything to her at first, at most he wanted to regain some masculine dignity in front of her.

It is a matter of a man's ability and cannot be questioned by a woman.

But Xi Luo still refused to give in, and Zong Zhan didn't bother to talk nonsense, hooking the zipper of her trousers to tease, "You can just say it if you want."

CNM, who wants it!

Xi Luo's legs were pressed on both sides, and her hands were cut behind her head. This posture made her feel like a bullfrog waiting to be slaughtered.

Then, the person who was neither human nor dog spoke again, "Tsk, it looks very elegant on the outside, but the clothes on the inside are quite coquettish."

What nice compliments do you expect from a ruffian?

Xi Luo closed her eyes and compromised with trembling breathing, "Submit, accept."

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses. Anyway, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

"Who?" Zong Zhan stopped what he was doing, and approached Xi Luo with a sideways face, "No subject?"

Xi Luo gritted her teeth, "I'm convinced."

Zong Zhan looked at her condescendingly, and his eyes fell on the beautiful curved mouth, "Do I still need to strengthen my yang? Huh?"

"Don't push yourself!" Xi Luo said with a cold face, like a trapped animal.

Facing the woman's sullen anger, Zong Zhan opened his mouth in a leisurely manner.