country evil

After dinner, after cleaning up, Aunt Zhang made a cup of tea for him, and sat side by side on the long wooden benches to continue chatting, with a pair of callused iron hands, sometimes he patted his thigh, and sometimes pinched his waist.

After a long time, subtle changes occurred in the bones of Lin Le's body, and a stream of warm currents slowly surged, making his whole body warm and soft.

How to put it, it is an old tree with rough bark that contrasts the youth and vitality of the tender seedlings. Under the iron hand, it is indescribably soft and tender, and the whole thing is about to melt.

Just like martial arts masters practicing internal skills, the older they get, the deeper their internal energy becomes. Thinking about it, Aunt Zhang's perception of life has reached a very high level, even surpassing Cuihua, while Teacher Lai is just a child's science in comparison. , I can't get up to the grade.

In the dead of night, there were strange calls of night birds outside the house from time to time.

One old and one young chatted freely in the house, smiling happily from time to time, as if they didn't mean to stop at all.

I don't know why, Aunt Zhang is obviously very calm, but Lin Le is a little bit like that.

"Hee hee," her eyes lit up, "the dog wants to come out for a walk again."

"It's always a little uncomfortable to keep it closed." Lin Le's face became hot.

"Aunt Zhang likes to play with you young people." Aunt Zhang stretched her iron hand into his clothes like itching.

"I also like to play with Aunt Zhang."

Aunt Zhang kept silent, groped in his clothes for a while, and suddenly put a hand on a certain place, "Hey, you are really good."

"Oh, Aunt Zhang, stop teasing me."

"It can't be played, can't you just tease it? It's always okay to enjoy it."

"It's a pity you can't use it."

"No, you can just play around with it." A pair of iron hands held it, staring at it with blinking small eyes.

"Do you like it?" Lin Le became more docile as if being pinched by two iron pincers.

"Of course I love it, but it's a pity that I was diagnosed with fibroids a few years ago and had surgery, so I can only watch but not play," Aunt Zhang said, moving her hands lightly, like a boy making a mistake.

"Oh, the fun is over." Not long after, Lin Le leaned into her arms, begging for mercy softly.

"Joy is in good spirits," Aunt Zhang snickered and let go of her hand, handing him tea, "I'm a bosom friend with Aunt, let's talk about Jiang Biqiu."

"I'm sorry to say that."

"It doesn't matter if you don't talk about it. If others can't do it, you can do it. You really have a lot of talent." She no longer "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", and moved a few times.

"Aunt, you are better." He couldn't help humming.

"Auntie only moves her hands and doesn't move her body, that's my prize." Seeing how intoxicated he was, Aunt Zhang retracted her hand again.

Controlled by her independently, the long process has an indescribable taste.

In the end, Lin Le dedicated his youthful energy out of thin air to the warm Aunt Zhang, and lowered his head shyly.

After exchanging phone calls, they took advantage of the cover of night and sneaked out of the mountain valley and returned home.

I took out the number of Aunt Zhang, the editor of the counterfeit version, and named it the name of fried pork ribs. With the previous combination, the private plot series has added a special member.

Lying on the bed, looking forward to the future garden within reach, in the middle of falling asleep, the phone rang.

"Hey, Jiang Biqiu."

"Uncle Yao, come and play, be careful on the road."

"I'm a little tired today, how about another day?"

"Hey, it was so embarrassing to meet dead Aunt Zhang in the ditch that day."

"Okay, I'll come, but can you wait a little longer?"

"As long as it's not dawn, I'll be waiting for you."

I went to the toilet to take a shower, and the phone rang again.

"Hey, Mr. Lai, what do you want to do on the phone at night?"

"Knowingly ask, come here soon."

"Come again, kick me off the bed with one leg, it won't work."

"Students dare not come, this is the teacher's order."

"I've been digging the ground for a whole day today, and I'm really tired. Come back next time."

Alas, a few more private plots, the business is really busy.