farm wife

Chapter 292

"I'm not angry." I just feel stuffy and hate myself for not being able to have a good body.If you are strong enough, you can face her together.

This feeling of powerlessness is really uncomfortable and driving people crazy.

Da Yan rubbed his back again, as long as he didn't get angry, she had endured this kind of aggrieved feeling almost every day in her previous life, and she had come here for hundreds of years.

I don't think there is anything, I'm used to it.

In this kind of world where martial arts are respected, if you don't have great power, then you have to hold back, because hitting an egg with a stone will only result in the egg breaking and death.

She couldn't beat Wu Shun, she admitted, so she held back.

It's just that she hopes that this guy will leave quickly after having enough fun, and don't keep making trouble here.

If you don't practice in your prime, you're just wasting your life here.

"Alright, go to sleep, it's okay, I was teasing you just now." Da Yan didn't need to look at Master Jiao's face, he knew that Master Jiao hadn't slept yet, and he didn't want to sleep.

Master Jiao grabbed the hand that circled him, put it to his mouth and bit it.

Feeling uneasy, I bit it hard again, and bit it again...

"Is it cold and hot, so you can't sleep?" Da Yan was a little hurt, and his brows were furrowed, but he still asked very considerately.

"En." Only then did Master Jiao let go, and pulled her hand to his chest.

In fact, physical discomfort is a trivial matter, but inner discomfort is the major one. He doesn't think that he can't live without this woman, and even thinks that he can live well even if he is separated. After all, his family is rich and has a lot of money, which can buy A lot of things, even a lot of beauties can be bought.

Just thinking that I might be forced to separate from this woman, I feel like something is blocked in my heart.

This woman always thinks he is weak, and now there is someone who is not weak and looks so good-looking, maybe she will really be replaced.

I felt very uncomfortable, as if my heart had been cut.

Da Yan crawled into the bed, nestled into Master Jiao's arms, pillowed on his arm, grabbed his hand and put it on her stomach by the way.

This position is the best for sleeping.

Master Jiao had a bad mood: "Don't make my arms go numb."

Big Smoke: "..."

He stretched out his hand and touched his arm. He was indeed a little thin. He sat up calmly and brought in the pillow that had fallen outside. He rested his head on the pillow and his neck on his arm.

"It won't hurt like this, sleep." In a word, if I want to take my arm back, there are only two words, that is 'no way'.

Master Jiao exerted all his strength and suddenly felt like strangling her to death.

But after hesitating for a while, he still hugged her a little closer, sniffed her head, said 'really smelly', and then closed his eyes.

It was late at night and it was still raining.

Da Yan, who had closed his eyes, didn't know it, and stood quietly on the roof directly above the bed, standing there all night.

Occasionally, lightning flashed, which looked like ghosts and ghosts, and it was scary.

He was wearing a red coat and a red umbrella, and was wearing thick clogs on his bare feet, but there was not even a drop of water on the clogs, and the rainwater splashed a foot away from him, and he couldn't get any closer.

Don't talk about big smoke, I don't know what Wu Shun is thinking, even Wu Shun himself doesn't know.

Regret handing over the female buckle?
Seems to have no regrets.

But sometimes he wanted to kill her, and it was true.

It's just that when he wanted to do something, he was always a little bit hesitant to do it, and this feeling made him very unhappy.

Don't ask him why he's standing here, he doesn't know himself.

(End of this chapter)