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Oh, this Cuihua boss is not young, and always loves to tease him, Lin Le felt a little embarrassed, and said in a soft voice: "It's so embarrassing."

Cuihua continued to play, and said without changing her expression: "Little brother is shy, so he dares to come in and play. Eldest sister has some grass seeds on her body, it is very itchy. I used wind oil essence to relieve the itching that night. I should pick it up today." Pick it up."

Lin Le seemed to understand something, "Is it here?"

"A little bit below."

Lin Le's hand slid down a little more.

"Below."

"Is it here?"

"No, further down."

Lin Le's hand slid down little by little, and reached a somewhat vague place, "That's right?"

"Well," she still lay on her stomach, "little brother, you know what to do."

"Of course I know."

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the tomb was dry and cool, and the air exuded the fragrance of rotten soil and rotting bones, which was quite pleasant.

Two living people, staying in the place where the dead sleep, don't know why, but they are extremely romantic.

Lin Le is like an obedient child, with a muffled voice, doing what he should do honestly.

The good times finally passed, the two got out of the grave, and walked hand in hand on the edge of the field.

When he got home, Cuihua introduced him to the old man and his daughter, saying that he was the son of an old friend on the other side of the mountain. Then he cut the meat, let the old man cook the fire, and ordered Genhua to take him to the back mountain to pick green peppers.

This flower is still studying, and she is also seventeen or eighteen years old. She doesn't look like her mother. She is plump, tender and soft, and her face is also plump and beautiful. There is a pair of obvious little rabbits in the light blue school uniform. Lin Le was about to say something, Lin Le followed her, chatting without saying a word, and found that she was a bit stupid, asking and answering, as lively as Li Chengfeng, with no brains, oh, what to say, as the saying goes, a woman without talent That's right, women in ancient civilizations are supposed to be submissive, but those beauties with doctorate and master's degree are overly yin, forcing the rich and handsome to decline and even turn into loofahs. No wonder they are about to become leftover women. As I walked and thought, my whole body was limp, except for one place that stood tall, "Gen Hua, what did you learn in vocational high school?" He squatted in the field picking peppers and asked.

"Professional in hotels." Genhua took a handful of peppers from him and put them into the bamboo basket.

"After graduation, I can only go to the hotel to find a job?" She is so stupid, it's hard to say that there will be no accidents when she arrives at the hotel, Lin Le feels a little distressed.

"Not necessarily."

Back in the courtyard, Cuihua poured local red sweet potato wine for Lin Le during dinner, making him drunk. After cleaning up the dishes, she said that Genhua came back and she couldn't stay at home, so she wanted to send him back.

"Since I'm here, why are you kicking me out?" Lin Le asked after leaving the courtyard.

"Bastard, go back," Cuihua chased away the skinny dog ​​at her feet, "It's inconvenient for my daughter to come back."

"Didn't you say that there are only vegetarian dishes in the afternoon, and you still want to eat twice-cooked pork?" When they reached the bottom of the ridge, Lin Le pulled her up and walked towards the grave.

"I still want to play for a while, okay, I'll just say you can't find the way when you get back." Cuihua followed to the bottom of the ridge.

Going into the tomb, Lin Le became a little unruly.

As night fell, it was dark in the ravine, and there was no need for emerald flowers to block the entrance of the tomb. In the darkness, I stretched out my hand to fish it out, and encountered tree roots or something, "Women in the mountains dream of such a guy in their dreams."

Lin Le was about to do something, but for some reason, the whole body slowly softened like a malfunctioning engine.

"Yeah, what's the matter, little brother?" Cuihua asked.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Lin Le felt a little guilty.

"You're young, there's nothing wrong with it." Cuihua rolled over and sat up, caring for her wholeheartedly.

Not long after, Lin Le felt much better.

The night covered the ravine, the tomb was quiet, and in the field outside, the little bugs were screaming happily.