Counter Attack

Near twelve o'clock, Jiang Xiaoshuai was insomnia. He drove out and planned to go back to the clinic to get some medicine to help sleep. As a result, I went back to the clinic and saw that Wu Zhiwei’s cell phone and bag were all in the house, but the person was gone. Where have you been so late? Jiang Xiaoshuai stood around the clinic door and looked around quickly.

On the community fitness square opposite the clinic, Wu Zuo is practicing dunking.

Jiang Xiaoshuai sneaked in the past.

Wu Zuowei first put the basketball on the ground, licked two long legs, and then retreated to three meters away. Several big steps flew over and jumped, and one arm stretched out to the basket. Because the height is not enough, Wu Zhiwei’s fingertips will hit the basket, but he can’t catch it. Wu sighed when he landed.

Try again!

Wu Zhiwei’s gaze glowed in the darkness, as if the basket was the face of the pool. He grabbed the basket and shattered the face of the pool. He started again quickly, his feet were strong and screaming, and with a groan, Wu Zhiwei's palms stretched over the basketball box, slamming himself and hanging himself.

I have succeeded! Wu was afraid to scream in his heart.

As a result, the body was cool, and the fig leaf on the **** was letting people pull.

Jiang Xiaoshuai wanted to make two bad laughs. As a result, he saw the fuzzy lines on Wu’s buttocks, and his heart screamed, and the laughter could not be heard in his mouth.

Wu Zuowei guessed that Jiang Xiaoshuai, his feet steadily landed, calmly and gently put on his pants.

"How come you are back?" Wu said.

Jiang Xiaoshuai asked, "How did you get your ass?"

Wu was afraid of his face, and he completely threw the shackles of the tiger claws in the pool.

Jiang Xiaoshuai took Wu Zhiwei back to the clinic, forcing him to take off his pants. As a result, he saw that there were more than N strawberry prints on the meat dumplings of the white flowers. The muscles on Jiang Xiaoshuai's face were twitching.

"You two...develop so fast?"

Wu was afraid to grin. "Where do you want to go? This is when I play basketball, he sneaked by hand, in order to force me to say the purpose of these days."

"Oh...hand...do not use your hands!" Jiang Xiaoshuai turned his eyebrows up. "There are many places in the sneak attack. Why do you pick that part? It’s obvious that there is a traitor! How many days have you met? He is right. You are moving your hands!!"

Wu Zuowei held his hand in the emotionally excited Jiang Xiaoshuai, and his mouth curled up with a rather flavorful curvature.

"Master, shouldn't you be happy for me?"

Jiang Xiaoshuai personally adjusted the smile, after being swayed by Wu, he even fascinated him, and even his heart was unwilling. Why? Why should I give it to others by the hard work of Jiang Xiaoshuai? I have been licking the buttocks for half a year. Why do you let him taste first?

I haven't even touched it yet! !

So, after half an hour...

Wu was stunned on the bed and fascinated and asked Jiang Xiaoshuai: "I haven't finished the medicine yet?"

Jiang Xiaoshuai has been on the two groups of Wu’s flesh for more than ten minutes, still unfinished.

"No, this massage is good for promoting blood circulation and accelerating drug absorption."

"..."

On this day, I caught up with the night shift of the pool and came out of the car. I heard the familiar sound of the ball again.

Wu Zuowei did a few simple warm-up exercises, and then he took the ball and jumped on the front of the inner ring. The healthy figure leaped and jumped, and the one-handed force slammed the ball toward the back of the basket. The basketball entered the frame and landed. It is slightly unstable, but it does not affect the effect of the entire dunk. It is still very enjoyable.

This journey Wu is afraid of hanging a sandbag to practice the bounce.

The basketball fell into the hands of the pool again. He arbitrarily measured a few times. The front end of the free-throw line jumped. A sharp side turned in the air, and the action paused. Then the ball made a semi-arc in the hand and slammed into the basket. In the box.

"Hey!" The powerful force pulled the basket and the entire basketball hoop swayed.

Wu Zuowei looked at him with a stunned look. He felt that the entire tempered basket had to be smashed down by the pool. I don’t know if I thought of filming. He managed to get the ball into the basket, and people started to dunk. The stretch, the power of beauty, can not be practiced overnight.

At this point, Wu is afraid to take it orally.

However, in front of such people, Wu feared to express his appreciation. Just throwing a cold gaze, a pair of old and simple sneakers smashed a powerful rhythm on the field, slamming the restless heart of the pool.

"Don't you say thank you? How come again?" Chih-Hyun asked deliberately.

Wu Zhiwei refused to look back and indifferently said, "I said that I came to see you?"

There were only two strong groups left in the line of sight of Chih, and they squirmed forward in front of him. He picked up the basketball and threw it at the target. However, this time Wu Zuowei had been prepared for defense. Both hands quickly reached behind and vigorously buckled the high-speed spinning basketball. Squeeze to the ground and sit on it.

Chihwa went to the off-field, touched the imported bag and pulled out two large white rabbit toffees.

"This sugar is what you put in?"

Wu Zuowei pretends to be an unsuspecting appearance. "What sugar?"

The bottom of the pool, the bottom-up look of Wu Zhiwei's face, still strong.

"Is it a special way to give some food, for fear of ruining the thief's craftsmanship?"

Wu Zuowei's eyelids slouched down and arrogantly raised, a full-fledged white eye, shaking the pool and twitching. He reached out to Wu's chin, and wanted to use his nails to scrape the green scorpion, and he was lightly hiding by Wu. Just when Wu was afraid that he was not "harassed", Chih-Hyun suddenly threw his legs and smashed the basketball under Wu’s ass. Wu’s fear was not stable and he sat down, and he was pressing on the feet of Chi.

"Your **** is really big, and my feet are buried." The clear and tough throat of the pool rolled a little.

Wu Zuowei only wore a pair of sweatpants, and the pool was wearing cloth shoes. The toes were woven with two layers of fabric to tease the soft meat on Wu’s buttocks. After all, Wu Zuowei didn't adjust his feelings with the man. When he got up, he stood up, his pupils were black and faint, filled with humiliation.

It is really inviolable, or it is a bad means to refuse to welcome, and the pool is clearly divided.

Wu Zuowei pressed the fire in his heart, lifted the bag on the ground, and walked toward the parking lot without a word.

This time it was a dozen mice, and I didn’t know where Wu was afraid to get it. Everybody was fat and strong, and the vinegar was delicious. Feeding a small vinegar bag, Wu Zhiwei did not look at the pool, and walked out of the basketball court with his basketball. His back was arrogant.