Chapter 494

"These two guys are so good that they really don't do anything?"

Outside the small building, Ning Rongrong quietly lay on the tree trunk flush with the second floor and looked down, just enough to see the two people on the big bed.

"Hey, hey, this is my home. Of course, I know it's the most hidden place to monitor, and it won't be found!"

On weekdays, there are naturally no people on this tree. After all, it is the residence of the little princess, and the defense is very tight.

But it's impossible to protect herself

"Look at them so good, or they won't be monitored?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes turned, but he slowly widened his eyes at this time: "I knew that no matter how it started, it would definitely start in the end!"

In the room.

Qin Jian didn't want Zhu Zhuqing to worry about which one he liked better, so he just moved his mouth and started.

For five years, her mouth is still so sweet and delicious, her body is still so ups and downs, the ultimate temptation.

"I want it too. I just pretended..."

Zhu Zhuqing's Lingmao is attached to the body. The small and lovely cat ears and furry tail stretch out. The tail rolls up and slowly circles around Qin Jian's waist.

Qin Jian's eyes turned red

"Wow! Smelly cat can play so much!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes are also red

In the room, Qin Jian moaned and held Zhu Zhuqing's cat ear, while Zhu Zhuqing took the opportunity to pull his clothes.

It's like muscle memory. Even if I haven't exercised for five years, I'm still very skilled

"It's unbearable to roll around on my bed!"

Ning Rongrong stood up from the trunk and wanted to jump down to stop it.

"Whew, whew, whew..."

But at this time, the silver flow floating from somewhere suddenly gathered in front of her and became the three nothings of na'er's silver hair, purple eyes and bare feet.

With a wave of her slender hand, a stream of Silver bound Ning Rongrong and dragged her back to the trunk.

“……”

Ning Rongrong looked confused.

"Is that you?!"

She stared: "aren't you one with brother Jian? Why are you outside?"

Na'er didn't laugh, but continued to "wait for you outside."

"Wait for me?"

Ning Rongrong blinked: "what do you want to do?"

Na'er suspended in front of her, waved her slender hand, and the silver flow tied Ning Rongrong to turn, looking straight at the direction of the window.

"At this time, let you see him and other women do something interesting."

In the window at this time, there is a big play of rolling sheets on the big bed, but it is not time to load.

Ning Rongrong was forced to watch and suddenly realized what na'er was doing.

She was clearly fighting back, fighting back a few days ago, so she tied her here and watched her beloved men and other women applaud for love!

"You let go of me!"

Ning Rongrong twisted his body, but he was firmly bound and couldn't earn at all.

"Take a good look. It's very nice."

Na'er slowly sat on the tree trunk, the silver flow in her hand gathered into a snow melon shape, click, Bashi

She couldn't help shaking her little feet. The corners of her mouth bent behind Ning Rongrong. She was so happy that she almost laughed.

It's a chance. This wave is... Cool!

Ning Rongrong struggled for a moment without results, and knew that na'er's power was far above her.

As long as na'er doesn't want to let go, she can't break free.

What should I do? Are you really forced to watch the whole set?

If she hadn't been tied, she might have been able to bear it.

But such a strange posture, even forced to see, can be uncomfortable all over

"Hey, you don't really think it's a counterattack to me?"

Ning Rongrong turned his eyes a few times and suddenly said to na'er, who shook her feet behind her: "don't you just watch him roll with the smelly cat? What's the big deal?"

Na'er stopped eating melons: "don't you care?"

"What do you care about?" Ning Rongrong seemed calm.

Na'er frowned: "haven't you done that with him yet? Won't you be unhappy to see him do it with others now?"

Ning Rongrong remained calm: "anyway, they can't do it now. At most, they just touch and hug? What else can they do?"

When na'er heard this, she smiled silently: "so you think that's all you have to do. Then keep watching."

Although she hung up all the time, she still saw the patterns of Qin Jian and Zhu Zhuqing when looking back on her memory, which was not as simple as Ning Rongrong thought.

Soon, the progress on the big bed reached a favorite moment.

Ning Rongrong blinked: "the smelly cat is usually so cold that it seems that everyone despises it. Under brother Jian, he would be willing to kneel in such a humiliating posture, which really makes me look at it with new eyes!"

"But what are they doing in this position, and they can't really go in..."

Her eyes widened as soon as her words fell.

Because in his sight, Qin Jian was holding the cat's tail, riding the cat and whipping, and slowly entered the... Valley Road.

"He lives in a house... My God! Is it OK there?!"

If her hands were not firmly tied, she had covered her mouth: "that's what the book says. Is the way men go? They actually do the same!"

"Oh, make a fuss."

Na'er's small mouth lifted slightly: "how do you feel now? Is it very happy to watch your beloved man go forward bravely with a gun on the cat? Very comfortable? Very happy?"

Ning Rongrong took a few deep breaths, and then slowly calmed down his difficult mood like a raging wave.

Well, the way smelly cat and brother Jian break through the sky will be put aside first. In the future, the top priority is Gong Dou!

Do you really think you won by tying me to this? It's not that easy!

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Ning Rongrong calmed down without any abnormality in his tone, and even smiled: "I just said that as long as they don't really do it, I don't care. Now this kind of play doesn't count. Just toss around."

The women in the palace fight are full of acting skills. At least na'er doesn't find anything wrong from her heartbeat and expression. It seems that it doesn't matter.

"It seems that what you care about is the real integration between husband and wife, not their different ways..."

Na'er floated up from the trunk, looking like nothing, as if thinking about something.

"So, your counterattack has no effect on me. Why continue to toss?"

Ning Rongrong smiled: "why don't you put me down? I promise I won't tell brother Jian."

Hehe, when I come down, the first thing is to knock on the door and interrupt the hot eyes, and the second thing is to complain!

Just a gun and bullying the hostess!

Look, I don't take a good look at you!

"Well, the reason they couldn't do it was because God... Um... Couldn't seem to tell you..."

Na'er paused and said, "some rules Qin Jian can't resist, but it doesn't mean..."

She slightly lifted the corners of her lips and turned her back to Ning Rongrong.

"Doesn't mean I can't either."