Super Soldier King In Amorous City

"Big brother, as an uncle, you can already see through it. How could I not know what she was thinking? But have you thought about it? Although I was shooting at Lu Lee, the bullets still went into my daughter's body. I didn't close my eyes, and always thought of the scene where the silk was covered in blood, so my heart was always troubled by hatred and guilt. I almost didn't dare to close my eyes, I didn't dare! " This wise and capable man of the East Ocean Continent had completely overturned his calm and confident appearance. No matter what had happened in the past, he would always act like a person who did not care about his own affairs, and now, the pain of losing his beloved daughter, Ling Zi, was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart and torturing him day and night. In just a few days, a large half of his hair had turned white.    

    

"You don't have to blame yourself. Even if you did, you only gave Ling Zi a life, and Lu Lee risking his life to save her was not just for show. Haven't you discovered this in the past few days?" How much laughter did he bring to her? They were truly in love with each other! Erlang, just listen to big brother's words. Put down all these matters and let the child, Ling Zi, rest in the underworld. "Also, these few days, I had someone investigate this man surnamed Lu in detail. He is no ordinary character, and with his skills, it's said that the person who can kill him has not been born yet!" Ichiro earnestly advised his brother. He was truly worried that Ichiro would be tortured to death by his own inner demons and then stir up something fatal.    

    

"Big brother! Even if I'm not going to settle the score with Lu Lee, I can't let go of the traitor who attacked Ling Zi twice, can I? Although the black man, Cavan, had already died a violent death, but what about the people behind the scenes? The most detestable thing is actually our relatives. This is the thing that I cannot accept the most! " When he thought back to the tragic life of his childhood, where he had been robbed of his father's love by the Hawkdog and Xiao Quan, he immediately felt as if oil had been poured on his anger, and couldn't quell it for a long time.    

    

"Since you've already thought about it, big brother will not try to persuade you anymore. I have one thing I need to tell you, this time you aren't going to China to fight with your life on the line. Promise big brother, you must come back alive and well!" Da Lang's eyes were filled with tears. Although he was the eldest son of my grandson's family, the one who truly supported this family was his younger brother, Er Lang, who was three years younger than him. If he lost this backbone, who would he rely on in the future? After saying this, the two brothers tightly embraced each other, unwilling to part for a long time.    

    

When he returned home that night, Erlang and his current wife both went to bed. Fujiwara and Kumiko were like a docile kitten, softly snuggling by his husband's side. Although they were a married couple along the way and Erlang had always been flirting outside for so many years, they still treated Fujiwara and Kumiko with deep affection. Seeing that Jiro had been unable to sleep for so many days due to the loss of his beloved daughter, even if he had only slept for a short while, he would often wake up screaming from his nightmares and shout, "Ling Zi! Silk seed! "Wait for me..." Then, every time, he would be drenched in sweat and his pajamas.    

    

For this reason, Fujiwara and Kumiko, who had been working as a full wife at home, did a lot for their husband, Erlang. They made some soup and water for him to calm down and sleep in, scalded his feet with hot water, and then massaged his whole body. Seeing Erlang's worried expression, Fujiwara and Kumiko felt extremely pained. She tried asking, "Dear Erlang, we haven't been together for a long time. I remember you saying before that you can help us to sleep after having sex. Tonight, when the weather is quiet, should we give it a try?"    

    

Hearing Fujiwara and Kumiko's words, Erlang felt extremely guilty. During this period of time, ever since he said that he wanted to find treasures, countless things had dragged him down, and he even had to deal with those young and beautiful women outside. He had really neglected this real Second Branch Wife, not only did she not cry to him but everything else was for his health and health, how could he not feel guilty? Kumiko, you must have suffered greatly after following me for so many years. I was just about to talk to you about something, and I'm about to head to the China to chase after the matter of finding treasures. Before I leave, we should do something! " My grandson, Jiro, said as he hugged the small woman beside him.    

    

Fujiwara and Kumiko were originally Erlang's secretary in the company. This woman was born small and exquisite, had a curvaceous body, pink cheeks and peach blossoms, red lips and white teeth. She was always sarcastic when she spoke, but always had a gentle, refined, soft, and fragrant appearance. She clearly remembered that Erlang had been drinking too much that summer, so she took a break in the office suite. Fujiwara and Kumiko were afraid that he was thirsty, so they went in to bring water, but she didn't expect him to be drunk and watching an action movie while he was lying on his back on his bed, watching it with great interest.    

    

Fujiwara, Kumiko, screamed out in surprise. She didn't expect to break the boss's mind. She blushed and was about to leave when Erlang, who was burning with desire, called out, "Kumiko, come back!" Jiro was so thirsty that someone brought him water. Someone offered himself up to a woman. He had long coveted Fujiwara and Kumiko's beauty, but he couldn't find a chance to do so. How could he let go of such a godsend opportunity? She put down her glass of water and covered her ears with her hands, but just in time to see the man enter the woman, so she let out another "Ouch!" and made Erlang happy. He ordered, "Kumiko, come and sit beside me, come and watch this part with me, I have something to explain to you!"    

    

When she heard this, Kumiko sat down obediently on the edge of Erlang's bed, watching shyly, fearfully, and curiously. Erlang held her in his arms and said dubiously, "This is a film my friend just gave me. It is said that it was performed by a popular girl, Erudo, and I came back to see how her beauty can be compared to a 'beauty' like you. If we compare the two of you, it would be like comparing clouds and mud!" Fujiwara and Kumiko had long admired the promising room manager Er Lang. They were completely convinced by the intelligence and charm of their man, and countless times, she would think of her future husband as her superior. Once, he accidentally touched her little hand, and Fujiwara and Kumiko actually got excited for a long time.    

    

Ever since that beautiful dream, Fujiwara and Kumiko spent all their time at work, and every time they saw their CEO, Erlang, she would meet him for a while with a red heart. After seeing Erlang, she would be very happy, and after work, she would have some messy dreams. Unexpectedly, Fujiwara and Kumiko's beautiful dream finally came true. She pinched herself fiercely and cried out in pain. "Kumiko?" "Oh, I'm sorry. Kumiko was too agitated. I was in the same bed with you in my dreams. I just wanted to check if it's real or not!" The voice of this woman who had been in love with him for a long time became softer and softer, until it was barely audible.    

    

Seeing that his secretary was so infatuated with him, he couldn't help but smile. He lifted Fujiwara's short professional skirt and touched it. It was already a muddy swamp. No matter how determined a man was, he would be trapped inside and would never be able to pull himself out. He asked, "Kumiko, can you do it after we've learned what's on the movie?" Pitiful Fujiwara and Kumiko were already used to being a subordinate of this man. They replied without thinking, "Rest assured CEO, Kumiko will do her best!" After saying this, she was extremely embarrassed. Jiro laughed out loud, watching the movie on the big screen as he took down the female secretary, who was willing to sacrifice, as if he was searching for something.    

    

Erlang was a superior who was very good at comparison. He said while panting, "Kumiko, you're whiter than her. Oh, this part is bigger and your waist is thinner than hers. If you don't want to be a girl, it would be a waste of your good figure!" Fujiwara and Kumiko had long been overwhelmed by her superior's ardor, and in addition to the male and female sports event in the movie, she almost couldn't hold herself back. But since Erlang didn't ask for her, Kumiko didn't dare to say much, thinking that this man wasn't necessarily interested in her, maybe just for the sake of comparison, so even his moans were suppressed.    

    

"Kumiko, look, hers is black fungus. I don't know how many men have slept with it, but yours is different. It's pink and moist, with more honey than hers, and the grass is also thicker than hers. I wonder how it tastes like." As Jiro looked at the screen on the wall, the little girl finally lost her modesty. She began to sob, the taste of being tortured by a man like thousands of ants licking her heart. The feeling of living and dying in a dream once again enveloped her, and she couldn't help but stick out her clever little tongue and lick her lips back and forth.    

    

When he saw his masterpiece, Jiro laughed obscenely and asked in a tone of consultation, "Kumiko, only men who have personally tasted this woman can tell how she tastes. Are you willing?" The taste tortured her even more, so she nodded and said, "Chief, please have a taste, Kumiko is willing …" After saying this, she wanted to take off her clothes and the high heels on her feet, but Erlang blocked him by saying, "Kumiko, it's like this, you don't have to take it off, I like your look, it's so sexy!"