Chapter 330 Is that something I can control?
Li Ling put his arm around Bibi Dong's waist, helped her up, and laid her down on the imperial desk.
"What are you doing?"
"Look at what you're asking, of course I want to fuck you."
As if Li Ling didn't hear the anger in Bibi Dong's voice, he pressed on her from behind.
Three hours later, Bibi Dong, who was already exhausted and exhausted, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
She lay on the imperial desk, gritted her teeth, panted, and said feebly: "You, you... are you finished?"
"It's over, can't you feel it?" Li Ling raised his hand and slapped Bibi Dong's plump buttocks, and his attack became more and more fierce.
The thin long skirt she was wearing had been torn in some places by Li Ling, and the hem of the skirt was as wet as water, making it unwearable.
"You better not come here again."
"I really don't want to see you again."
Bibi Dong's exhausted body slumped on the throne, her long and straight legs trembling slightly, her voice weak and weak.
With her strength reduced to what it is now, it was really hard for her to imagine how the few students he had accepted could handle him.
Li Ling leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette refreshed.
"Call"
He blew out a long stream of smoke and laughed heroically twice: "That's not what you said just now."
"You just responded to me very proactively."
"I thought I was the scumbag person on this continent, and you all seem to think so of me too."
"But even if I am like this, I haven't done anything to you like putting up my pants and not recognizing people, right?"
"It's good for you"
As he spoke, Li Ling raised his eyebrows and winked at the wet dress she was wearing.
"You."
"Okay, I can barely guess that you are already wearing clothes."
"But you can't really do such a thing."
Bibi Dong felt anxious when she saw that he was taking advantage of his situation and acting obediently, but she couldn't show it.
He knew Li Ling's character very well, and knew that he was the kind of person who would be better off if you didn't say anything. Once he spoke, he wouldn't know what to say, and it aroused his unexpected special quirks.
Bibi Dong snorted coldly and did not answer his words. She lowered her head and looked thoughtfully.
"Can you be a little more considerate of my feelings? I already have two children, a son and a daughter. I really don't want to have any more. Can you be more careful and don't go too far."
She meant what she said. Two children were enough for her, and she really didn't want to have any more.
"Didn't you really like me just now? Why are you turning your back on me now?"
Li Ling looked her up and down and said righteously: "I am a principled person. Even if I die, I will not wear those things."
"Besides, that thing is very uncomfortable to hold. Not only is it uncomfortable for me, I'm afraid you won't like that thing either."
Bibi Dong stared at him coldly, gritted her teeth and said, "Did I tell you to use that thing? Can't you just change it somewhere else?"
Li Ling looked at the beautiful face close at hand, then his eyes fell on the delicate red lips, and he smiled.
"Do you mean to change here? Isn't this bad? Isn't this a suspicion of blasphemy against the Pope's crown?"
Bibi Dong said coldly: "Have you done too little?"
Seeing his pretentious look, Bibi Dong felt itchy with hatred.
Now we are talking about blaspheming the Pope and talking about whether it is good or not.
He didn't do this before. He always grabbed her hair roughly at the last moment and pushed it down forcefully. At that time, why didn't he say anything blasphemous to her?
The anger in Bibi Dong's eyes was blazing. Her noble face was mixed with a bit of charm, and her pretty red lips made Li Ling swallow subconsciously.
Bibi Dong noticed the change in the expression in his eyes and couldn't help but feel nervous.
If I can’t afford to offend him, can I still afford to hide?
Bibi Dong got up and left on the pretext of going back to change clothes.
However, as soon as she took a step forward, Li Ling grabbed her waist and pulled her back into his arms.
"What you just said seems to make sense, but I forgot the specific operation. How about we practice it?"
After Li Ling finished speaking, without giving Bibi Dong any time to react, he roughly grabbed her hair and blocked her mouth while Bibi Dong looked at her in shock.
The sun was setting in the west, and a gorgeous sunset glow appeared on the horizon.
Since Li Ling entered the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong could say that he had accomplished nothing throughout the whole day.
At this moment, Bibi Dong felt sore all over and didn't even want to move her fingers.
"You say you don't want it, but your body seems to like it very much. You are really a woman who doesn't mean what you say."
Li Ling said, picking her up and walking toward the palace.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.
She was well aware of his virtues and didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore.
Knowing that he is an unpredictable person, who knows what he will do.
This is a master who is reasonable and reasonable. If there is no reason, he will talk nonsense. If there is no wrong reason, he will be messy.
Regardless of whether you are justified or not, as long as you argue with him, you will be the one who suffers in the end.
Forget it, let him be.
Li Ling carried Bibi Dong back to the palace, threw her on the bed, and jumped on her again.
"Asshole, are you finished yet?" Bibi Dong felt like she was about to be pissed to death and couldn't help but scold.
The way he did it, there was no need to think about it. I was afraid that within a few days, she would be pregnant with another son.
"It's over, it's over"
Li Ling muttered casually, but his hands kept moving.
Bibi Dong found that it was impossible to reason with him, so she had to slowly close her eyes and let him play around.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the spirit of the Rakshasa God emerged, teasing: "I suddenly discovered that you really have the potential to become a wooden dog."
"On the surface, you look noble and inviolable, and don't you like this kind of thing?"
"The dignified Pope of Wuhun Palace was actually molested by a man."
"Shut up!" Bibi Dong said angrily: "Is that something I can control? No woman can withstand his many tricks."
Once in a while, or a few times, Bibi Dong wouldn't say anything, and her body really liked it.
Who can withstand such torture?
The Rakshasa God chuckled upon hearing this, and the laughter echoed in Bibi Dong's sea of consciousness.
Judging from the look on Bibi Dong's face, it seemed that she was indeed a little out of control at that time.
No matter how hard she endured the control, she could only let out a long whine in the end, and her violently shaking body was not under his control at all.
(End of chapter)