Chapter 111
First Secret - : Advance with the Gun
"Brother Wu, can you not let me go?" Qi Meier came forward, hugged Wu Wei's arm, and kept shaking it, using a coquettish and coquettish technique.
"Mei'er!" Wu Wei growled. Qi Mei'er stopped her hand and pursed her mouth again. If Wu Wei said something else, this little girl might "flood Chentangguan" again. This little girl is born with
As an actor, he cries when he cries and laughs when he laughs. His expression control ability is so powerful.
"But, Mei'er just wants to stay here with little brother Wu." Qi Mei'er said in a very sweet voice.
"Oh my god, get the broom quickly, there are goosebumps all over the floor!" Zhao Yiming crossed his arms and said seriously.
Qi Meier blushed and said, "Brother Wu, Zhao Yiming has been bullying me! You have to make the decision for me." The little girl pushed forward and wanted to hug Wu Wei again, but Wu Wei quickly dodged. If he didn't avoid it,
Dongfang Qinglan's knife-like gaze was about to pierce him.
Seeing that Wu Wei was really having a hard time, Dongfang Qinglan spoke up: "Since sister Meier doesn't want to leave, Johnson, please find a place for sister Meier to live."
Johnson was confused and looked at Dongfang Qinglan with his big eyes. Dongfang Qinglan blinked. Johnson suddenly understood and walked to Qi Meier, "Meier, over at the breeding farm, we are playing cards tonight, do you want to play?"
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Dongfang Qinglan had a dark look on her face and thought to herself, Johnson, can you be a little more stupid? You men love playing cards, but a little girl may not love playing cards!
Unexpectedly, she guessed wrong. As soon as she heard about playing cards, the little girl's eyes lit up and she actually grabbed Johnson's arm, "Okay, okay, I love playing cards the most, double promotion, landlord fight, black tip?"
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Damn, this girl actually has such a hobby! Wu Wei took Dongfang Qinglan and slipped away quietly. As for cooking dinner, whoever likes to do it, anyway, he didn't care about it today.
The man pulled the woman and ran like a madman. Dongfang Qinglan couldn't keep up with him. His long legs were comparable to Lee Min Ho's and his kung fu was comparable to Bruce Lee's. Dongfang Qinglan couldn't keep up with him.
Almost tired like a poodle.
"You crazy Wu, what are you doing? You're so exhausted!" Dongfang Qinglan leaned on his legs, bent over and panted heavily. Xiao Lanhua pointed at the man in front of him, "You... want to exhaust me to death? So that Meier and the enchantress can
...under your... quilt?"
As soon as these words came out of Dongfang Qinglan's mouth, Wu Wei was almost shocked to death. What kind of logic is there, woman, it's really weird! You can drink the living water vinegar of Wu'an, Hebei for just one reason!
The warm spring sun was setting in the west. Unknown purple flowers were already blooming on the roadside, dotting the tawny land. Standing on the path leading to the mountains, Wu Wei looked at the woman bent over, bathing in the sunset.
Suddenly a strange feeling arose.
This guy came up with a bold idea, that he should be used as a bed, and have a natural pre-ejaculation and blood show. This idea occupied his brain like a devil.
His eyes swept over the mountains not far away, and he suddenly saw the snow-white apricot blossoms in the valley. The guy suddenly had evil thoughts, turned around and ran towards Dongfang Qinglan, bent down to pick up the woman, and spread out his long legs.
He ran towards the apricot blossom forest.
"What are you doing, Crazy Wu?" Dongfang Qinglan exclaimed as her feet lifted off the ground.
"What are you doing? Lanlan, you came to my door today. If I don't get something, I won't be a real man!" Wu Wei, who was domineering and arrogant, seemed to have stepped on a hot wheel, and ran to the door.
Apricot Blossom Forest.
He stopped and put the woman gently on the ground. Because he ran too fast, Dongfang Qinglan was so scared that she closed her eyes and felt the wind in her ears. Now the wind stopped and her own feet touched the ground.
, then I dared to open my eyes.
"Wow! So beautiful!" the woman exclaimed.
"You are more beautiful than them!" Wu Wei couldn't wait for a long time. She stepped forward and touched the bright red on the peach blossom face with her lips. The woman hugged her strong waist, and her heart had already turned into a pool of clear water.
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Wu Wei, who had been holding back his first sperm for so many years, began to scream, and a wave of anger rushed to the top of his head. His brain was completely out of conscious control. In the past, he didn't understand what "sperm on the brain" meant, but this time he finally
I know, it is a very strong desire, a strong desire to rub a woman into his body.
Wu Wei took off his long windbreaker and spread it on the ground. Dongfang Qinglan understood what it meant at a glance. She hugged the trunk of the apricot tree without letting go, her eyes full of fear. Although she had thought about it more than once,
He cooked the raw rice into cooked rice, but once it happened, she was so panicked that she shook like a leaf in the wind.
"Oh! My good girl." When Wu Wei saw how nervous she was, he held her in his arms and sighed.
Leaning on his broad chest, the woman moved uneasily in his arms. Dongfang's blue legs suddenly rubbed against something, hard, and subconsciously rubbed against it twice more, "Oh——" Wu
Wei groaned in pain.
Dongfang Qinglan quickly moved her legs away, thinking, "It's bad. It's really bad." Wu Wei hugged her small waist hard, and their bodies were pressed tightly together.
Feeling his heat, Dongfang Qinglan's mind went blank. His lips came up and stirred in her mouth, and the lips made a "tsk, tsk" sound. Dongfang Qinglan's body instinctively leaned back, and Wu
Wei's lips chased hers, and the two of them were like two dancers, bending their bodies, chasing infinite love.
When Dongfang Qinglan's back bend reached the limit, Wu Wei gently placed her on the coat spread on the ground. Her tall body pressed against the softness of an apricot blossom.
"Is it okay? My good girl?" A mesmerized voice sounded in her ears. Dongfang Qinglan did not reply, but extended the invitation with a more intense emotional expression.
A gust of wind blew by, and the petals of the apricot blossoms fluttered and fell on the two people. Under the tallest apricot tree, Wu Wei held a girl's farewell ceremony for Dongfang Qinglan with ultra-high-frequency thrusts.
The moment he entered her body, the severe pain caused her to bite his arm. Wu Wei gritted his teeth and caressed her cheek. When she got used to it, he took her to the peak of pleasure.
Dongfang Qinglan rested on his arm, and the two of them lay side by side in the pink and white rain of apricot flowers.
"Brother Wei, I love you so much!" Dongfang Qinglan turned over, lay on his chest, touched his delicate face with her fingers, and murmured softly.
It's getting dark and everything is hazy.
Wu Wei hugged her beloved girl tightly, kissed her earlobe gently, and murmured: "Lanlan, my good girl, I love you too."
At this moment, all words were unnecessary. Under the faint dark sky, they hugged each other and listened to each other's heartbeats.
The dark peaks and mountains flowed with soft waists in the night. A few drops of drizzle fell from the sky, apricot blossoms mist and rain - in such a beautiful poetic environment, Wu Wei once again stood up with his gun, galloping across the room, Wu Wei and
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Qinglan's eyes overflowed with a few drops of clear tears.
"Brother Wei——" Dongfang Qinglan murmured again. Wu Wei touched her little face, and what his fingertips touched was smooth and delicate coolness.
"Is it cold? Go home." Wu Wei stood up and helped Dongfang Qinglan. It was probably too intense exercise, and Dongfang Qinglan's legs softened and she almost sat on the ground. Wu Wei hurriedly supported her, cursing himself secretly.
Not a thing.
In the dark night, Dongfang Qinglan blushed. Doing such a thing actually consumes so much energy. Wu Wei picked up the windbreaker on the ground, patted the soil clean, wrapped Dongfang Qinglan's slender body with the windbreaker, and hugged her down the mountain.
Go.
Back in the village committee yard, a burst of fragrance came out. When the two people entered the house, they saw that these people were really good at cooking. They got the copper pot from no one knows where, and they were actually cooking mutton!
Seeing the two people coming in, Dongfang Qinglan was still wearing Wu Wei's windbreaker, Zhao Yiming came over with ill intentions, leaned into Wu Wei's ear, and asked softly: "Did you get rid of her by drilling firewood?"
Wu Wei kicked him, "A dog can't spit out ivory! Even mutton can't stop your mouth."
Qi Meier stared at the two people in a daze. Even though she was young, she could tell what happened from the expressions of the two people. Especially when she saw Dongfang Qinglan's face flushed, a sense of sourness came up, and her eye circles turned red.
Qi Meier did not pester Wu Wei, but obediently hid in the corner, picked up a reader, and pretended to read it seriously.
"Meier, come here to eat, why is the cat there?" Others did not notice the change in Qi Meier, but Zhao Yiming, who had been paying attention to her, noticed it, walked to her, bent down and said.
"I'm not hungry and I don't want to eat." Qi Meier said aggrievedly.
"Weren't you hungry just now? Why aren't you hungry now?" Zhao Yiming asked knowingly.
"Ignore me!" Qi Meier twisted her little body, facing the wall, and ignored Zhao Yiming.
Zhao Yiming saw that she was having a bad temper, so he returned to the dining table, picked up a bottle of beer, opened it with a screwdriver, and said loudly: "Oh, this mutton is so tender, some people don't want to eat it. It seems that they are still not hungry."
These words were obviously directed at Qi Meier. Upon hearing this, Qi Meier threw the magazine on the kang, rushed over, and pushed Zhao Yiming, who was blowing a bottle and drinking beer. Zhao Yiming was enjoying the coolness of the beer with his eyes closed.
Qi Meier responded to this push without taking a sip, and choked and coughed.
"You want to choke Brother Zhao to death? Little witch." Shunzi didn't care about her. Anyway, they were of the same age, so they scolded her. Who was afraid of whom? They also pointed at Zhao Yiming, a sheep-raising expert.
Making money.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The little girl felt wronged, opened the floodgates with her eyes and started to release water.
Johnson slapped Shunzi on the shoulder, "You are the only one who can speak, brat. Mei'er, come here quickly and eat the mutton."
"Sister Mei'er, this mutton is very tender. Don't you want to play cards tonight? You need to eat more so that you have the strength to play cards." Dongfang Qinglan ate something and felt that her legs were strong, so she came over and pulled Qi Meier.
advised over the shoulder.
"Sister Qinglan, I hate you! When you didn't come, Brother Wu was so kind to me. As soon as you came, he ignored me! Wuwu——" the little girl scolded and cried.
Chapter completed!