Charlotte turned on the TV in the room and watched it for a while. Seeing that Aunt Zhang hadn't come back yet, she took out the two-yuan Tianmu premium cigarettes she had stolen from the bald man and started smoking.
, I don’t know how long it took, but I fell asleep in a daze.
"Dog, wake up, wake up quickly. Auntie has made beef whip soup for you. Get up and have dinner soon!" Zhang Xiu's thick voice rang in his ears, and he felt like he was in an erotic dream, and the corners of his mouth were dripping.
Wang Jing woke up in surprise and said: "What? Aunt? Where can there be a pervert??"
"Hee hee, you are just a pervert. Little Y is eager to learn but doesn't want to learn how to smoke?" Seeing Y's sleeping appearance, Zhang Xiu must have had an erotic dream, and lectured him with a wicked smile. But he looked at it fiercely.
His buttocks were stretched tightly against a big tent, and he was so unhappy that he secretly felt the excitement of love.
"Hehe, aunt, this was given to me by a reclusive master of mine!" Wang Jing blushed immediately when he saw that he had not done a good job in dealing with the aftermath. There was a pack of Tianmu cigarettes and a box of matches on the bedside.
Framed.
"Master? What did he teach you to learn?" Zhang Xiu asked with a curious look on his face when he saw that the half-grown boy had woken up, and pulled Wang Jing to sit down at the dining table.
"He taught me how to pick up girls!" Wang Jing stared at the bullwhip in the big bowl with a grin on his face and exclaimed: "Aunt, this is as dark as the sausage. Is it broken?"
"Broken your balls!!" After Zhang Xiuyi heard this silly remark, he couldn't help but was speechless for a while, and said jokingly: "This is a bullwhip to make up for the big bird~"
"Hehe, the dog wants to eat it! The dog's big bird never grows up!"
"Hmm, eat more. Auntie will help you give Big Bird a massage tonight!!" Zhang Xiu doesn't want to let go of such a good thing now. She has reaped the benefits and doesn't want to suffer the pain of being a widow until she dies of old age. She just
After going out for a while, maybe the heavy rain woke me up.
"Yeah, okay, I want to give aunt a massage too!!" Upon hearing this, Wang Jing felt happy again, and thought to himself: Yeah, little coquettish widow, seeing my big bird, she finally showed her true nature.
Are you ready? Let’s see how uncle greets you with that beautiful chrysanthemum in the evening!
"Hehe, look at you, a little brat like you who doesn't understand anything. What do you know? Drink this soup quickly and replenish it!"
When Charlotte heard this, he swallowed the bullwhip without saying a word, then smeared his mouth full of greasy food and said: "Aunt, you have been out for so long, what are you doing?"
"Man'er the butcher from the town just came to the farm to get meat. No, this bullwhip belongs to the big bull we just killed~" Zhang Xiu pointed to the empty soup bowl disapprovingly and said.
"What? Then how did he get across the river?" When Wang Jing heard this, he was stunned for a moment. With the rolling water in the river, how could a person who entered the river be swept away immediately?
"What's going on? Do you want to go home? Why did your aunt treat you badly at your aunt's house?" When she heard what this little fool said, this woman didn't know what he was thinking. After hearing this,
After that, my heart suddenly became cold, and I narrowed my eyes and shouted: "You little brat, after you have eaten and drank enough, you want to grease your soles and go home. You don't care about your aunt, right?" As he was talking,
Then, the watery eyes narrowed, and a few tears flashed out.
"Aunt, don't cry. Aren't I just asking out of curiosity?" Wang Jing was stunned, and then he said with a smile: "My aunt is taking good care of me at my house, and she even helps me wash the big bird. How can I give up?
What if I leave my aunt’s house? I’ll just stay at my aunt’s house and won’t leave~”
"Pfft~" Wang Jing's few words made Widow Zhang burst out laughing, pointing at him and scolding: "You little brat, do you think your aunt's house is your home? If you don't go back to your aunt's house here,
What kind of talk are you talking about? Why don't your two sons come to my aunt's house to mess around? I'll wait until the water recedes tomorrow and get out of here!"
Wang Jing regarded Aunt Zhang's lesson as something that goes in one ear and goes out the other. He thought to himself, I have a big bird, why am I afraid that you, a little slut, will live in a lonely place compared to a bitch?
After clearing the dining table, the wife stuck out her fat butt and said a few words, then went to the bathroom and said: "Gouzi, Auntie, take a bath first, you just stay in the living room watching TV and eat some fruit or something!"
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When Wang Jing heard that this woman was so coquettish, she twisted her fat butt and entered the bathroom. His worthless big bird couldn't help but lift up the tent again, rolled his eyes, smiled, and picked up
I picked up a big red apple and started eating it.
"Ah, aunt, it's bad, the big bird stuck its head out again!!" After a while, after Wang Jing finished eating the apple, he guessed that the woman was almost done taking off her clothes. He quickly showed an anxious look on his face and said to
The woman ran into the bathroom and shouted in panic. At this time, the woman was in the bathroom. As soon as she got into the tub, this half-grown fool ran in without knocking on the door, and immediately blushed with embarrassment.
, his hands subconsciously touched the two big trowels on his chest!
"Dog, aunt is taking a bath. After washing, aunt is helping you take a look~" Zhang Xiu looked at the bulging tent. Stimulated by the hot and humid bath water, a warm current suddenly overflowed from under it.
The woman thought to herself: It's so strange that I've become so useless.
"Aunt, I want to wash it with you!" Wang Jing looked at the perfect white and tender skin of Widow Zhang. Although she was nearly thirty-six or seventeen years old, her face was still very shiny and her body was well-maintained. Wang Jing was suddenly in a cloud.
It was foggy, but I couldn't move any further. I muttered with a silly look on my face, and my words were half hanging on the corner of my mouth.