The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 252
The afternoon passed quickly, and the sky darkened.

Qiao Xiaomai chopped more than ten catties of pork belly, served it with vermicelli that Tong Sanlang bought from Jiweiju, and made a big pot of stew.

The pork belly was soft and fragrant, and the vermicelli was full of meaty flavor, and it was also soft and fragrant. Dozens of people in the yard ate it full of praise.

Compared with the meal at noon, it really is a chef!

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Everyone went home, Tong Sanlang secretly took the knife and oil lamp, and went out of the yard with Qiao Maimai.

After confirming that there was no one behind them, the two immediately changed direction and walked up the mountain.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

very quiet.

Tong Sanlang is a master, his footsteps are as light as a cat's, which makes Qiao Maimai's footsteps a bit heavy.

After coughing twice, she said, "It's right here."

Anyway, there is no one here, so there is no need to go to the mountain.

Tong Sanlang hummed, and took out the oil lamp and torch.

When the oil lamp was lit, the small wick gave off a dim yellow light, which shone on the faces of the two, adding an inexplicable haze to the two.

Looking at beauty under the lamp, the more you look, the more beautiful you are.

What's more, Qiao Xiaomai was already beautiful, in this night, the dim light seemed to be draped over her body like a veil, and her pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to speak, looking straight at him.

Looking into those eyes, for a moment, his mouth became parched.

In the kitchen at noon, there were many people and it was dawn, and he was worried, so he didn't have any other thoughts.

But it was night, and only he and Qiao Maimai were around.

The two looked at each other through an oil lamp, and the atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous.

The more ambiguous ones are yet to come.

Seeing that he lit the oil lamp, Qiao Mai immediately stretched out his palm to him, "Where's the knife?"

He bent down, pulled out a finger-long knife from between his legs, and put it in Qiao Maimai's hand.

Qiao Maimai took the knife, raised his hand, rolled up his sleeve, and scratched his left arm.

She made a deep stroke, and immediately her painful face wrinkled.

"Take it easy, you don't have to fight so hard." Tong Sanlang said distressedly.

Follow the blood flow quickly throughout the body.

"Are you ready?" Tong Sanlang licked a few more times after sucking, then raised his head to look at her.

"Okay, okay." Qiao Mai took a breath, and then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Tong Sanlang was a head taller than her, but now he was bent over so she could look down at him.

At this time, he tilted his head slightly, his handsome face covered with dim light was full of doubts, and his quiet and dark eyes were dotted with fragments of light, as bright as the stars in the sky.

What a handsome young man!

His movements and tone were so gentle, and the look he looked at her was so gentle.

This person and this scene are really provocative.

Tong Sanlang also had a little deer in his heart at the moment, and his brain was a little short-circuited by being alive and kicking, so he didn't notice the surprise in Qiao Maimai's eyes.

Hearing this, he pursed his lips as if he wanted to lock the soft touch on her arm, took a deep breath, and raised his arm, "It's my turn."

　These two people really didn't flirt with each other on purpose...(*^__^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)