Chapter 422 Song Lele is an untamed wild horse

In the small room, Jing Fei was lying on Song Lele's small bed in sweat. Song Lele, who was lying on him, was sweating all over his body. The two of them seemed to have just taken a cold bath. In the air, except for the breathing that the two of them had not yet evenly washed down, there was a strange smell mixed with...

"Song Lele, can we be gentle in the future? What do you think? Let's just say that, can we not point the pistol at me? Do you know that I almost got incontinent just now?" Jing Fei moved, let himself lean against the head of the bed, and at the same time, he patted Song Lele's perky buttocks with dissatisfaction.

"Hmph" Song Lele rolled her eyes weakly, and then continued to move softly, not that she didn't want to move, but that she couldn't move.

Jing Fei was also very tired. Although he had only been struggling with Song Lele for less than an hour, this one hour was even more tiring than usual tossing with others for three or five hours. This is not because Song Lele was too fierce in this regard.

In fact, Song Lele is still a young man in the bed between men and women. Although he rolled on the same bed with Jing Fei twice, he was definitely not well aware of it.

But Song Lele is different from other women. Jing Fei and many women go to bed. No matter what kind of woman he is not treated like, she is not obedient in the end. No matter how arrogant or domineering she is, it is useless. In Jing Fei's heart, this sport is definitely a man's sport. Women only need to bear and enjoy it. However, Song Lele is not good. This woman is like an untamed wild leopard, and she has been fighting for the initiative. Even if Jing Fei took the opportunity to throw her pistol away from a distance, the woman still refused to admit defeat.

This is not a bed sports, it is simply a real war.

For more than half an hour, Jing Fei and Song Lele would be competing for the initiative, especially Song Lele, who was obviously tossed by Jing Fei for many times, but the strength and strength that came out from somewhere was like a group of wild horses. Until the last moment, both of them lay on the bed and stopped moving, and Jing Fei could not tame this difficult-to-tactic wild horse.

Too failed.

Jing Fei was so depressed.

Getting away with Song Lele is even more tiring than a real war. The key is that Jing Fei dares not really take action, for fear that if he hurts Song Lele, especially when he thinks that he may have to continue this "tiring" war with Song Lele in the future, Jing Fei can't tell what it feels like. It's tiring to be tired, but there is a different kind of stimulation. Song Lele's wildness also makes Jing Fei feel a special stimulation and release.

"Where is my gun?"

When Jing Fei's heart was sore and happy, Song Lele suddenly raised her head, looked around, and a sentence came out of her mouth.

"Ah?" Jing Fei raised his head blankly.

"Stop pretending to be stupid, tell me quickly, where did you throw my pistol?" Song Lele glared at him, climbed on Jing Fei's chest and sat upright. A pair of exaggerated weapons on his chest trembled violently with this movement. Jing Fei subconsciously swallowed and spitted. He just focused on fighting for the initiative with Song Lele. Who is the king of the bed? He didn't enjoy this pair of weapons well. It was really a failure.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen it?" Song Lele's eyes widened even wider, with signs of anger and anger.

"Forehead"

Jing Fei was shocked and came to his senses. He remembered that the woman in front of him was different from those women he had known before. He licked his lips and looked at Song Lele's crazy weapon. Then he smiled and said with a wicked smile: "Lele, why do women do with guns? Isn't this gun? How about it, I enjoyed the taste just now?"

Song Lele's pink face suddenly turned red. She was very fierce, but it did not mean that her skin was thicker than Jing Fei.

He looked at Jing Fei's smirk in anger, and suddenly a mysterious smile appeared on his face. He snorted coldly and said, "It's very enjoyable, but I haven't enjoyed enough yet. Let's do this. I'll give you two more minutes to rest, let's continue..."

"Ah?" Jing Fei was startled.

"What? Ah? Aren't you very proud of your gun? Why? If you think it's useless, I'll cut it for you so that you won't be upset." Song Lele was even more proud and looked down with gritted teeth.

"Song Lele, don't you bring such a cruel person?"

Jing Fei was so scared that he combed his hair up and subconsciously moved back, afraid that the abnormal woman in front of him would do something bad that would harm the world, so he couldn't even find any adjustments to cry.

Song Lele was also very embarrassed, but when she saw Jing Fei's fear, she was indescribable and snorted coldly. Unexpectedly, Jing Fei, a bastard, knew that he was afraid.

“One minute left.”

Next, Song Lele pretended to look at the time and reminded him with gritted teeth.

"Song Lele, we don't play like this. Doing too much of this kind of thing will not be good for our health." Jing Fei looked depressed and wanted to hit the wall. He was so upset today that he was so unlucky because he had been holding back these days. He was so angry that he was irritated with Yang Sisi, the little fairy who was so angry that he had been venting all the evil fire in the next few days. In the afternoon, he cleverly avoided President Su's claws, but he didn't expect to fall into Song Lele's peach trap. The most fatal thing is that there are not only spider spirits, but also pistols in this peach trap, but also a real police gun. God, do you want to live by yourself?

Song Lele was originally tired as if she was a pool of mud, and she was so arrogant and purely pretending, but looking at Jing Fei's mournful expression made her feel unspeakable and she suddenly felt energetic again. Especially this bastard was so scared that she retreated, which made her fatigue disappear. She sneered in her heart. I was willing to go out today and must subdue Jing Fei's bastard on the bed.

Thinking of this, Song Lele's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. Although she is no longer the kind of virgin who is ignorant of the world, it is not much different. If she would never have such thoughts, she is in a very bad mood now and needs a vent to calm her mood, so that even she herself feels incredible about the thoughts and thoughts that arise.

"Doudu"

Just as Song Lele was about to continue to pounce on Jing Fei and surrender to this bastard, a harsh cell phone ringtone came from the small living room.

"I'll answer the phone first."

The harsh cell phone ringtone was as beautiful as a fairy music to Jing Fei. He threw a sentence and ran out of the bed, then ran out of the small bedroom, and found his cell phone from the clothes on the messy floor.

The number shows the scorpion.

If it were Jing Fei who usually saw a phone call that was a scorpion, he would definitely want to scold people, but now for Jing Fei, the phone call is like raining in time, especially when he saw Song Lele casually wrapping a blanket and following him at the door of the bedroom, staring at him with a warning, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly slip away. Jing Fei felt that the phone call of the scorpion was so life-saving.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jing Fei pretended to answer the phone and put it in his ears, and his heart was turning quickly. Even if the scorpion was fine, he had to find a reason to leave this place of right and wrong. Judging from Song Lele's posture, if he didn't leave, he might really be in this small nest. It's possible that he would die.

However, Jing Fei was stunned by just one word from the scorpion.

"Boss, my sister-in-law is missing." The scorpion's tone was very serious.

"What's missing? I broke up with her just now." Jing Fei was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. He thought the scorpion was talking about Su Qingyue, so he asked back in anger.

"It's not my sister-in-law this afternoon, but my sister-in-law Qingcheng." The Scorpion's tone became even more solemn, and even showed a hint of anxiety. Before Jing Fei could speak, he explained quickly: "You didn't ask me to send a few people to protect the safety of my sister-in-law Qingcheng. This afternoon they seemed to be attending a cocktail party. I don't know the specific details. However, my people just told me that my sister-in-law Qingcheng was missing. Now Cheng Siyu and the younger sister-in-law temporarily kept the news and were looking for it. It has been more than two hours now. My sister-in-law Qingcheng is like evaporating on earth. There is no news yet."

Jing Fei only felt his head buzzing, his hands trembled, and his phone almost fell to the ground. After a long time, he asked in a cold voice: "Are you saying true?"

"Really, my man just got this news and didn't dare to make decisions without authorization and told me immediately. I called you immediately, but I don't know what you are doing for so long to answer." The Scorpion's tone was very anxious.

Jing Fei was stunned and looked down at his phone. There were indeed more than ten phone calls on it, most of which were called by the Scorpion. Two of them surprised Jing Fei. They were Fu Sanyan who had not been in contact for a long time. The Scorpion's earliest phone call was more than half an hour ago.

I'll wipe it.

Seeing this, Jing Fei couldn't help but curse. More than half an hour ago, he probably happened to be in the first bed battle with Song Lele in his life. How could he have the intention to hear any phone call?

"Boss, what should I do now? Should I bring people here right now..." Seeing that Jing Fei didn't say anything, the scorpion asked in a deep voice, with murderous intent in his voice.

"No, you can book me the earliest air ticket to Hong Kong and Kowloon. I'll go to the airport now. What should I do? Wait for where I go to learn about the situation." Jing Fei immediately shook his head and rejected the scorpion's kindness. He immediately heard the murderous aura in the scorpion's voice. Mu Qingcheng suddenly disappeared, especially when he sent someone to secretly protect him. This has seriously stimulated the nerves of the madman, the Scorpion. Jing Fei believed that if he nodded, this guy would definitely bring a large number of powerless elements into Hong Kong and Kowloon. Maybe this guy would be abnormal and would directly transfer people to Hong Kong and Kowloon from the divine punishment. If he really nodded, Hong Kong and Kowloon would definitely face an unprecedented disaster.

It’s not that Jing Fei has a lot of affection for Hong Kong and Kowloon, but that what happened to Mu Qingcheng has not yet been clarified. He doesn’t want the madness of the scorpion to stimulate Mu Qingcheng’s personal safety.

"I understand, boss, please be careful too." The Scorpion was not a fool either. He immediately understood Jing Fei's concerns. He solemnly reminded him and hung up the phone.

Putting down my phone, Jing Fei turned his head and looked at Song Lele who was still staring at him at the door of the room. He smiled helplessly: "Lele, something happened to my wife. I have to rush to Hong Kong and Kowloon immediately, look..."

Song Lele's reaction was very straightforward, and a word popped out of his mouth with gritted teeth.
Chapter completed!