Chapter 3319: Woman, do you want me to kill you?

Gong Qing's face turned black at once.
"Get a fart! Those women outside are dirty to death, you dare to let the Lord go to find them? Wait, you and Adjutant Lu, the stinky boy, went to Dige to find a woman? When did it happen? I punished you to run ten laps with a heavy load. !"
On the other side of the phone, Ouyang Qian was silent for a second, then suddenly said, "Hey, ah, why is the signal of this phone not so good... Can't hear... Lord Chief, I can't hear you... Or I'll do I'm calling you..."
With that, I hung up the phone decisively!
"Damn!" Gong Qing threw the phone out depressed, "These useless guys are not reliable at all at the critical moment."
As he said, he pushed away the people in the bedroom again, and found that Song Song was asleep, he took a deep breath and lightened his steps.
But when he approached Song Song, a sound of "cuckoo..." rang again.
The corners of Gong Qing’s lips twitched a few times: "Is this a stupid woman who hasn’t eaten in a hundred years? I'm so hungry? I think back then, when I was fighting in the Amazon jungle, I didn't eat for ten days, only drank rain, and didn't become hungry. You look like a bear!"
After speaking, he glared at Song Song's small body contemptuously.
Although she said so disdainfully, her body honestly leaned forward, gently embraced her in her arms, moved her little face, and squeezed the smooth white little face with her fingers.
Then, all the way down, "Um..."
In order not to make himself unbearably hard, he kneaded a few hands and then quickly loosened it and continued downward.
The powerful palm rests on the woman's lower abdomen.
Knead gently.
The heat is directly transmitted to the umbilical heart of a woman through the palm of the palm and the skin of the lower abdomen.
The woman in her sleep gave a comfortable "um".
Almost let Gong Qing disarm and surrender.
"Stupid woman, shouting so loud! Do you want Lao Tzu to kill you?"
Gong Qing was depressed and authentic.
Unfortunately, before he killed her, he himself might be suffocated to death.
However, he still resisted the desire~~fire, and continued to gently rub her lower abdomen, sometimes warming her stomach.
After kneading for a long time, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he covered her lower abdomen with his palm and fell asleep...
the next day.
early morning.
When Song Song woke up, he found that Gong Qing had already left.
She was the only one in the room, and she was relieved.
Although Gong Qing made the request for that kind of transaction with her last night, she also acquiesced in it, but if he was still there early in the morning and might request the first transaction, she would be extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, he left early!
Song Song sat up with his body supported, only feeling warm in his lower abdomen, and his whole body was relaxed, very comfortable.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling as if she had had a strange dream last night.
Dreaming that she was in a hot spring pool, there was a stream of massage water, always gently surging in her lower abdomen and stomach, so that she could sleep peacefully.
But... why is there a little wet mark on her waist? Could the hot spring pool in the dream still leak?
Song Song wiped the water marks on his waist with a tissue, suddenly feeling a little suspicious.
It doesn’t seem to be water... but man’s...
As he was thinking, the maid outside the door buttoned softly: "Miss Song, are you awake? Can I come in?"
Song Song was also wearing Gong Qing's long men's shirt, and quickly closed his neckline, and said softly, "Please come in."
Song Song was frightened as soon as the maid opened the door.
God, this is...