Spring Boudoir 291

Yun Qianqian shook her head and said, "I don't care if others like it or not. I just want you to like me, and you honestly answer whether you like me or not?"

"I like... I like... I like... I like... I like... I like... I'm right." Zhang Ziwen's cold sweat broke out again.[.]

Yun Qianqian asked again: "Which one is more beautiful, Qiu Xiaohan or me? Which one do you like more?"

Zhang Ziwen is so cold in his heart, how should he answer this question?

"This, this, you guys are pretty, I almost like it, is that OK?"

Yun Qianqian stopped resigning and said, "No, Humph, I want you to say I am more beautiful than her. You like me more. Tell me quickly, otherwise I want you to look good." As he said that, he made the scissors in his hand clatter, as if Zhang Ziwen was about to cut off something he said the wrong thing.

Zhang Ziwen's patience was almost worn out, and other things could be handled, but when it comes to Qiu Xiaohan, he could no longer speak against his conscience. His face darkened, and he immediately became as gloomy as water. He said coldly: "Yun Qianqian, you should have made enough trouble, let me go quickly, otherwise I will be really angry."

When Yun Qianqian heard this, she was furious. The little hand that was stroking his chest was slapped on his chest and said fiercely: "Do you dare to yell at me? I won't let you go, what can you do?"

Zhang Ziwen also said angrily: "Why are you like this woman? Do you know what shame means? If you don't let go, I'll shout, I'll scold you. Don't blame me for scolding you badly, hum."

"You shout, you scold, see if anyone comes to save you."

Why does this dialogue sound so familiar? It’s just a reversal.

Zhang Ziwen was already so angry that she was dizzy. He said, "You...you...you are really hopeless. You are the daughter of Yun's family. Why bother like this...so..."

Yun Qianqian was angry and grabbed his shirt and shouted, "What? Is this so mean? Isn't it?" After a while, his expression turned dark and said sadly: "Yes, why am I so mean? Yun Qianqian is such a proud person, but since I met you, I am like a possessive person, I don't have self-esteem and reserve, I stick it up with a stern face, and I have to look at your face everywhere. Why? Why do I want to be so mean to myself? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Her crying was like the flood of the Yellow River. The Yangtze River flooded, tears and snot flew together, and her anger was filled with sadness, hoarseness, the earth was shaking, and the mountains were shaking. Those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it were crying.

Women's tears have always been an invincible weapon that is sharper than men's guns. Whether it is crying or sobbing, they have the effect of killing people without blood. The classic conclusion summarized by the predecessors is "Crying, making a fuss, and three hanging." No matter how hero you are, you still have to surrender obediently in the face of these three moves.

For Zhang Ziwen, there was no second move. Using this crying technique was enough to make him admit defeat, otherwise there wouldn't be that "one year appointment" at the beginning. He sighed, despised himself in his heart, and coaxed him: "Qianqian, I don't mean that, don't cry for now, okay? My heart will be broken when you cry."

Yun Qianqian raised her tearful eyes and looked at him, asking, "What do you mean?"

When Zhang Ziwen heard Yun Qianqian ask him what he meant, he immediately became dumbfounded. The sentence just now was to make her not cry and blurt out. What does it mean? But it is definitely not possible to not answer. This little aunt is currently on the verge of going wild. A little bit of stimulation may cause her to explode. The consequences of her explosion are very serious.

Zhang Ziwen carefully said slowly, "I mean... I mean... you are not... you are not... you are not... you are not... you are very good."

"How good is it?" Yun Qianqian asked with her innocent eyes flashing.

"This...this...this...is very good...this is that, don't ask so much." Zhang Ziwen started sweating again.

"Brother Zhang Ziwen, are you very hot? Why are you sweating so much? Can I help you take off your clothes?" Yun Qianqian suddenly said gently and gentlely.

"No, no, haha... I'm not hot... I'm not hot, not hot at all, so I won't bother you." Zhang Ziwen dared to sweat, and forced the cold sweat back. In Zhang Ziwen's opinion, Xu Danyue, who was kissing the sick, was not sorry for Qiu Xiaohan, because at that time, he had not raised Xu Danyue to the same height as Qiu Xiaohan psychologically.

What really made him feel guilty was the psychological changes in Xu Danyue after he was in him. He finally put Xu Danyue to a height that needs to be taken seriously. For him, spiritual betrayal was considered a real betrayal, which was his distress and struggle. But at that time, he was in a coma and was not awake, and he was not a proactive betrayal. But this time it was different. Yun Qianqian was really vicious enough and insisted on awakening him and seducing him. If he really did something, he would be ashamed.

So no matter how much he compromised, he had to persuade Yun Qianqian not to go crazy, otherwise it would not be impossible to deal with it, but he would have to live in the shadow of guilt all his life. This is the true betrayal of his morals, principles and ideals, and the purity of Qiu Xiaohan's love.

Unfortunately, people are the slaughter and I am the fish. Now he can't let him go, and Yun Qianqian will never let him go. Seeing him begging for mercy, Yun Qianqian still smiled and said, "Don't you really need me to help?"

Zhang Ziwen said in the most sincere tone: "No, really no."

Yun Qianqian said again: "Then I am so nice to you, should you show it?"

Zhang Ziwen said: "How do you express it?"

"It's very simple, just kiss me."

When he heard this, Zhang Ziwen's face immediately turned into a bitter gourd and said stammeringly: "This...this...this...this...this...this seems...this isn't good. In fact, we can also chat, talk about the international situation, and sing with you. You see, we still have a lot of things to do, so don't want that, okay?"

Yun Qianqian had a stern face again and said, "No, I won't kiss you, and I have no sincerity at all. Are you unwilling to admit your mistake? Besides, I, a big girl, is it because you have taken a big advantage, so don't be unaware of your appearance."

Zhang Ziwen smiled bitterly and said, "I don't like taking advantage of it, so I'll leave it to others to take advantage of it."

Yun Qianqian was furious, took out the scissors again, stretched out the scissors and pressed them on his nose, shouting, "What did you say just now? Say it again, believe it or not, I will cut off your nose?"

Zhang Ziwen didn't dare to move anymore. He really believed that Yun Qianqian had the courage to cut off his nose, so he changed his words and said, "Did I say anything? I didn't say anything."

Yun Qianqian laughed, probably very satisfied with Zhang Ziwen's performance. She moved her scissors and said charmingly: "Be honest and don't move." As she said that, she kissed her in one mouthful.

There is really nothing to say about this kiss, it is basically the same as eating sweet potatoes.

Zhang Ziwen originally closed her mouth and refused to put her tongue in, but after Yun Qianqian took out her scissors and shook it in front of him, he opened the pass under the threat of imperialism like the Qing Dynasty that was closed to the country. The lilac tongue stretched in and turned into his mouth, and the sweet body fluid came over without any barrier.

At this point, Zhang Ziwen naturally could not retreat at all, so he counterattacked honestly and unceremoniously. Yun Qianqian was a rookie after all, and she was defeated in a few minutes.

With his lips parted, Yun Qianqian's eyes were as charming as silk, his chest was constantly flushing, and his face was so red that he could cook an egg. Looking at Zhang Ziwen, he wanted to swallow him in one bite. Zhang Ziwen's breath was also a little disordered, and his eyes at Yun Qianqian were already strange.

Yun Qianqian stood up and walked around the room for a few times. She looked like a dancing butterfly, dancing with gauze and pink temptation. She was really an endless charm. Zhang Ziwen was not a saint, nor was she sexually incompetent. Seeing such beautiful colors, her eyes could no longer be removed.

Yun Qianqian asked softly: "Brother Zhang Ziwen, am I beautiful?"

"Well..." Almost unconscious, Zhang Ziwen replied, his breath was already heavy.

"Then I will be your girlfriend and your wife. Will you only love me alone in the future?" Yun Qianqian's voice was endlessly charming.

"Well..." Almost unconscious again, Zhang Ziwen hummed, but when the word "good" was about to be released, the Lingtai suddenly became clear and alert. He felt ashamed and quickly changed his words and said, "No."

Yun Qianqian was so angry that she almost succeeded. The bastard changed his words at the last moment and said: "Hmph, you can't help it, you can do it even if you can't."

As he said that, he threw himself on Zhang Ziwen and went to unbutton his shirt. Zhang Ziwen twisted all over and kept shouting: "Qianqian, calm down, stop quickly, stop..."

Yun Qianqian didn't care about him. She kept unbuttoning his shirt buttons along the way. She stretched out her hand and pulled his shirt out of her pants. She couldn't take off the autumn clothes inside, so she picked up scissors and cut them open. The cold blade slid across Zhang Ziwen's belly, almost making him feel that he was being dismantled.

Zhang Ziwen's strong chest was revealed. He practiced martial arts for many years and his figure was naturally so good. Although he was not as good as a bodybuilder, his muscles were as hard as iron, and his touch felt very good.

Yun Qianqian was still waiting to take off his pants, Zhang Ziwen shouted: "Yun Qianqian, you have made enough trouble. If you continue to make trouble, it will be difficult to deal with. I advise you to turn back as soon as possible, otherwise you will regret it."

Yun Qianqian continued to untie his belt.

"Yun Qianqian, think clearly, you are a woman, you really have to suffer this way, but you... you... you... you should take your hand away... take it away, where are you going to shoot...ah..."

Because Zhang Ziwen's resistance was too fierce, Yun Qianqian could not untie his belt. She was angry and slapped his little brother hard, picked up scissors and cut it into his belt.

Zhang Ziwen has never hated a pair of scissors like he is now in his life.

"Yun Qianqian, I warn you that even if we are really like this, I will not admit it, nor will I like you. You are in vain for your efforts and sacrifice. If you do this, I will only look down on you and despise you."

At this time, Yun Qianqian had already cut his pants open. When she reached out and pulled them, Zhang Ziwen's poor brand pants turned into cloth. When she heard him still chattering there, she said disdainfully: "Tsk, if you have the ability, don't react, I admire you."

Zhang Ziwen was stunned when he heard this. He had no choice but to decide whether his little brother had responded or not. It seems that he would not be spared tonight. Xiaohan, I'm sorry for you.

"Qianqian, aunt, I'm afraid of you. We can discuss everything. It's time for you to stop. Be obedient. I promise you to consider our relationship carefully. As long as you stop, I promise you everything." Zhang Ziwen is still making the final effort.

Yun Qianqian's answer was to use scissors to cut his underwear into pieces. Now Zhang Ziwen has finally lost all his body and returned to the original state of human beings, which also means that he has no secrets in front of Yun Qianqian and his dignity is completely lost.

Yun Qianqian looked at his life root and muttered, "It's so ugly."

Zhang Ziwen wished he could vomit several liters of blood to express his grief and anger. This woman is really the best, the best is unreasonable. He shouted: "It's ugly, don't look at it, did I let you see it?"

Yun Qianqian glared at her eyes, raised the scissors in her hand, and said in a demonstration: "Why are you yelling?"

Zhang Ziwen closed his mouth and closed his eyes at the same time.

Yun Qianqian suddenly patted his little brother again and threatened: "Don't close your eyes."

Zhang Ziwen opened his eyes and glared at her. Yun Qianqian smiled sweetly and said charmingly: "It's your loss if you don't look at it." After that, he took off the veil on her body. The veil was as thin as a cicada's wing. It was taken off with a light lift. Yun Qianqian deliberately threw the veil on Zhang Ziwen's face and then brushed it over his face. Although Zhang Ziwen closed his eyes, he could not close his nose. A faint fragrance of virgin came from the veil. Only a sigh was left in his heart.

After a while, Yun Qianqian took off her last ties and returned to the beginning. She gently sat on Zhang Ziwen and proudly announced: "Zhang Ziwen, I want you to be on the ground now, you accept your fate. I want you to be mine today, tomorrow is mine, and you will always be mine. You will never escape from my palm in your life."

Zhang Ziwen is not a saint, not only not a saint, but also has very strong abilities in some aspects. When Yun Qianqian's slippery body touched him, he immediately reacted. Speaking of which, he was still a Chu brother. The last experience was completed in a daze, but this time, a big beauty was lying on him. Yun Qianqian was so beautiful that she had nothing to say, her skin was so white that she could say nothing to say, and her figure was so good that she could say nothing to say, so within a few seconds, his will collapsed.

I don’t know what that bastard said: Life is like rape. If you can’t resist, then enjoy it. Oh, you can’t resist, enjoy it. In the morning, there is a warm breath floating in the air.

Zhang Ziwen was woken up by Yun Qianqian's hair. The little witch woke up earlier than him, but refused to let him sleep for a while. She used her hair to tease his ears and nose. So after a few strokes, Zhang Ziwen sneezes and woke up.

After waking up, Zhang Ziwen found that he was still lying on Yun Qianqian's bed, with his hands and feet still tied. His limbs were almost numb at this moment, and Yun Qianqian was still lying on him, pressing his whole body against him. Although he was strong, he was pressed by a weight of nearly 100 pounds for one night, which still made him feel as if his body was not his own.

"Brother Zhang Ziwen, are you awake?" Yun Qianqian asked with a smile, her voice so fucked.

"How can I not wake up if you make fun of this?" Zhang Ziwen replied angrily. Zhang Ziwen really didn't know whether to be happy or angry about this woman lying on her. Lawlessness made her the most. Just last night, she, the woman, took her as the man. If she told her about this, would she still have the face to live? She was so depressed, so she would just buy a piece of tofu and kill her.

Yun Qianqian said in a whisper again: "Brother Zhang Ziwen, don't be angry. I woke you up because of your own good. Do you know if you have to be good?"

Zhang Ziwen's eyes turned pale and he said hard: "Thank you, I don't need you to be so kind to me. I'm afraid, and don't call me Brother Zhang Ziwen."

Yun Qianqian was smiling and didn't take his words seriously. She deliberately said, "What's better if you don't call you Brother Zhang Ziwen to call you? Well... it's really hard to do. Let's do this, would you call you Brother Wen?"

It's better to faint than to turn out to be the one. Zhang Ziwen ignored her.

Yun Qianqian continued, "It's okay to call you Xiao Wenzi, this is good, this is kind, or this is kind, or a husband, I don't mind."

Zhang Ziwen shouted: "You don't mind I mind, Yun Qianqian, please be serious, okay?"

Yun Qianqian pretended to be aggrieved and said, "I'm very serious. No matter how serious it is, I'm so fierce to me now, and I won't eat me in the future. You can choose one by yourself. I can't call you like a cat or a dog or hey, hey, just call you like this."

Zhang Ziwen felt very powerless, so he had to settle for the second best and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, you'd better call me Brother Zhang Ziwen."

Unexpectedly, Yun Qianqian refused and said, "No, I want to call you Xiao Wenzi."

"Absolutely not possible, don't even think about it." Zhang Ziwen yelled again. He found that when he was with Yun Qianqian, he would not have a time to calm down. This little witch always challenges his psychological endurance limit.

"Would you say Brother Wen? You're not a problem this time." Yun Qianqian continued to bargain.

"No." Zhang Ziwen felt that his rejection was powerless.

"Then I will call you Xiao Wenzi."

"Forget it, whatever your name is."

"Yeah, Brother Wen."
To be continued...