Peng Ning was very excited to succeed with the blow, but just as she was excitedly admiring Tang Lin's painful squatting, a black Hummer rushed past her in a desperate manner, grazing the corner of her clothes!
She instantly broke into a cold sweat, and her spine went numb.
She suddenly recalled something. The moment she succeeded, Tang Lin's big hand on her helmet first instinctively pushed her outward, but suddenly stopped and even tried to pull her back.
It turned out that he saw the Hummer rushing towards him in the distance!
The most common thing her grandfather said to her since she was a child was: "The road knows the horse's power, and the time it takes will see the heart."
He and Tang were incompatible, but at the critical moment, Tang sacrificed his own life for hers. She was a little confused, and suddenly flashed in her mind Tang saluting the national flag in Dong'anmen Square and
Silently picking up cigarette butts for her. Her head suddenly hurt, bang bang, and she raised her hand and hit her helmet twice.
At this moment, Tang Lin was still squatting on the ground in pain with his hands covering his vitals. The man's thing was actually very delicate. If he punched it with all his strength, he would not only have no descendants, but also be disabled for life!
Tang Lin felt pain, it really hurt, it hurt like hell. No matter how capable he was, no matter what kind of special forces he was, he couldn't beat a fist at that place.
Sometimes people are awesome and sometimes they are weak!
"Hey...are you dead?"
"You...can you stand up? You are a big man, and I...I am a little woman..."
"Are you...really in pain? Do you want to go to the hospital? My mother knows an experienced expert who is very skilled and has cured many infertiles. It doesn't matter, I will be responsible for you!"
Tang Lin didn't want to speak at first, he was too hurt to speak, but he was so angry that he couldn't help it, "I... I was directly crippled by you... You don't have a fucking heart..."
Peng Ning knew that she was in trouble. Although she was very disdainful of Tang Lin's character, she could feel that he was a tough guy. If it hadn't been so painful that the cold sweat on his forehead would never break out. But even so, he didn't make a loud noise.
Weeping and weeping, all while clenching her teeth with purple lips!
"Wouldn't everything be fine if you just pushed me out? You are just a fucking garbage bastard and a perverted pervert. Why do you pretend to be a good person? What does it have to do with you whether I am dead or alive? Hey, can you still leave? If you can't leave, I will leave immediately.
I’ll call you 120!”
In fact, Tang Lin was also weighing this issue, but it hurt, endless pain. He thought he needed to check whether the appearance of the thing was intact first. He felt that the shape should still be intact, but he was skeptical about how he felt at the moment.
He gritted his teeth and weighed it. It would be better to wait for a while before going to the hospital!
In the end, the man's dignity and face defeated his reason, "No, I'll... slow down..."
Peng Ning saw that he could barely speak, and that he still had his own sense and judgment. It was okay. However, the guilt in her heart began to rise. After thinking about it, she immediately bent down and patted her back.
!
"Come up here, I will carry you to the house to slow down. Otherwise, if someone sees you, you will think that I really did something to you in the middle of the night. Didn't I just punch you? Tsk!"
What she said was not consistent with what she actually did. Tang Lin judged that even if the thing was intact, he would need to stay in bed for at least half an hour, so penning's house was diagonally opposite, so why didn't Mao go in?
Squatting on the street, holding that thing, his face pale and his lips purple, embarrassing? Forget it, how about letting this woman carry it on her back? And there was a trace of evil in his heart, huh, just her? She can't carry her 171 kilograms
?
So he endured the severe pain and lay on Penning's back. Penning was wearing a helmet, gritted his teeth, and instinctively grabbed Tang Lin's butt with both hands!
She is tall, but she wore a pair of high-heeled leather boots today. Although she is not too tall, she is still 6 or 7 centimeters tall. She came out in a hurry. In the past, she did not wear high-heeled boots when riding a motorcycle.
I prefer to wear comfortable sneakers more often.
She used all her strength to finally stand up, but damn, why was this pervert so heavy? It almost crushed her at once!
Humph, I can't give in. I ride super motorcycles, I'm a womanly man, I have a lot of energy! Tang Lin's posture was actually not much better. He continued to cover his vitals with one hand and hugged him with the other.
His original intention was to crush her neck, but unexpectedly, Peng Ning swayed from side to side and insisted on moving forward.
But he didn't dare to let go of his left hand that was protecting his vitals. His arm around the person's neck simply went astray. After a few steps, he slipped and fell, and the fall was quite serious.
Tang Lin yelled depressedly, "You damn...are trying to kill me on purpose, right..."
Penning was panting tiredly and laughing, "Shut up, it was you who put your fucking hand around my neck and fell down by yourself. I tried my best! Either you continue to let me carry you or you will fall down tonight."
Just sleep on the street!”
As a result, the two finally reached a compromise. Peng Ning no longer carried him on his back, but stood on the right side and used him as a crutch to help him move forward. Fortunately, Peng Ning's yard was not far away, only 200 meters away. Tang Lin
Finally, despite the severe pain and suffering, she lay down on the bed in Peng Ning's boudoir.
Tang Lin originally thought that the room of a woman like her would be absolutely messy, that she would definitely be more masculine than a man, and that the color scheme was basically blue, black, or something with no taste.
But Peng Ning's room is mainly white and gray, and the light gray walls are a bit dark silver. The sheets, quilts, and pillows on the boudoir bed are a complete set, but they look more like their own DIY works. The white
The base has gray ripple-like ripples on it, and the gray ripples were actually embroidered on it stitch by stitch!
Damn it, Tang Lin’s already sore balls are even more sore. Does this woman have a split personality? Dongfang Bubai? And as soon as Tang Lin lay down, he smelled a special perfume. It smelled of lemon and cantaloupe at first.
, followed by black currant, pineapple, and finally a mixture of white cedar, amber, and white musk.
The smell is by no means strong, but light and gentle, yet people can't help but smell it. This natural and light fruity fragrance even alleviates the pain of Tang Lin's vitals to a certain extent.
However, Tang Lin was still in a bad mood, "What kind of perfume does a female man use? It's like a fake one... Get out of here right now, I... I want to check if it's broken or not!"
But Peng Ning did not leave, "Your injury was caused by me. Just lie down and I will check you out!"
Tang Lin's balls were completely shattered this time, "You damn...don't you know the difference between men and women!"
But Peng Ning curled her lips disdainfully, "It's not like I haven't had a man before, so what's so secretive about that thing? I treat it as donkey liver with good intentions. Take a look for yourself, take a good look and see if you can still jerk off!"