At this time, on the hill where Feng Linglong couldn't see the scenery inside through her clothes, Yuan Gungun squinted his mung bean eyes and raised his paw to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth. Alas, why is this hair not a steamed bun?
It would be great if these were two snow-white steamed buns. Not to mention that the thought of the steamed buns made him really hungry.
What should I do if I'm hungry? Yuan Gungun's answer is to go out and find the owner.
Thinking is worse than doing it, and thinking is worse than taking action.
And this guy Yuan Gungun is definitely an activist.
At that moment, the two round front paws were lifted up from the two towering snow-white buns on Feng Linglong's chest, and then the sharp claw hooks popped out, directly tearing the clothes off the woman's chest.
At the same time, Yuan Gungun saw a fist the size of a casserole hitting him.
At this time, Wang Liang also saw Yuan Gungun, and he could see more clearly that the four claws of Round Gun actually pressed on the two white masses, pressing out a heart-warming depression.
"Rat, you're looking for death!" In fact, what Wang Liang wants to shout most now is, "rat, you robbed something that belongs to me. I haven't touched it yet, but you have tasted it, so you deserve to die." Wang Liang's emotions can be summarized as:
A few words are envy, jealousy, and hate!
When Yuan Gungun saw this scene, he immediately shrunk his neck and immediately used his four short legs to jump out from Feng Linglong's chest. Quick reaction is king these days.
Because he was too nervous, Yuan Gungun forgot to retract his claw hook for a moment, so four bloody scratches suddenly appeared on Feng Linglong's breasts.
At this moment, Wang Liang's fist arrived and hit right in the middle of Feng Linglong's twin peaks.
What a touch!
Wang Liang watched helplessly as his fist squeezed into the ravine between Feng Linglong's twin peaks. The snow-white peaks were rapidly deforming under Wang Liang's fist, but soon Wang Liang saw the snow-white peaks.
It was getting further and further away from him, because at this moment Feng Linglong's body actually flew out.
Why?
Wang Liang can beat him.
"Ah!" With Feng Linglong's scream, the person had already flown ten meters away, and then hit the ground heavily. The solid ground under her body was shaken by this sudden movement.
Cracked.
It can be seen that Wang Liang definitely used a lot of strength to kill a small mouse.
However, the expected performance was not successful.
Wang Liang glanced at his fist. Although the position where his fist entered was very good, he really didn't feel the beauty of that part. Alas, alas, alas, I regret it. Why did you use so much strength?
Ah, if I had used less force, I should be able to feel the soft and moist feeling there now.
Yuan Gungun had already returned to Feng Shitian's shoulder. Seeing Feng Linglong being blasted so far away by a punch, Yuan Gungun couldn't help but cover his eyes. Oh my God, it's good that he was quick to see the opportunity. If he had been slower, then he would have
He shouldn't have been beaten into that woman's chest. His master would not like it if he was covered in blood.
Besides, the clothes on Feng Linglong's chest were torn apart by Yuan Gungun before, and then punched in by Wang Liang's small-headed fist...
So even though Feng Linglong hadn't gotten up from the ground yet, her chest had already attracted the attention of everyone who had gathered.