In the dead of night, Teng Xiangling had fallen asleep, but Yan Murong was sitting on the window sill, holding a blade of grass pulled out of nowhere in his mouth, looking at the colorful neon billboards on the street in a daze.
He doesn't smoke--so he always holds a blade of grass in his mouth when thinking.
In fact, Yan Murong also wanted to learn to smoke. He watched the old man hold a cigarette bag in his mouth every day, take a puff, and then exhale a puff of smoke, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. At that time, Yan Murong, who was already fifteen years old,
Murong thought he was very handsome. If he also smoked, he might be able to attract the attention of the village chief's daughter. Although the village chief's daughter was already twenty-five years old at that time, it had to be said that Yan Murong was
The boring slut is the standard sister control.
Then, Yan Murong secretly found his partner Xiao Tiehook, and hooked out the old man's cigarette bag that he had placed next to his pillow through the window while he was sleeping.
Later, he was discovered by the old man. Surprisingly, the old man did not punish him. He just took the cigarette bag back and warned him not to smoke in the future.
Yan Murong was very puzzled at the time and asked the old man why ----- the old man thought for a long time and then told him that if you smoke too much, it will turn into bacon.
Yan Murong asked him unconvincedly why he didn't turn into bacon.
The old man said solemnly, "Because I'm over sixty years old, I won't become bacon-----if you want to smoke, you have to wait until you are sixty."
So, the young Yan Murong believed the old man's words. It wasn't until he saw other people smoking when he went out to practice medicine with the old man for the first time that he realized that the shameless old man had actually lied to him about his relationship for several years. Damn----
-The village chief's daughters are all married.
Because of this incident, Yan Murong didn't talk to the old man for several days.
It's just that the old man was very strict, and Yan Murong couldn't make any money at ordinary times, so he gave up the idea of learning to smoke. When he was thinking or thinking about something, he was used to holding a blade of grass in his mouth.
"Yeah." Teng Xiangling suddenly hummed softly, as if she had had a bad dream, and her brows furrowed into a zigzag pattern - she turned over, raised her legs, and was kicked by her for the rest of her life.
On the ground.
Yan Murong's eyes were immediately attracted.
Wearing a purple translucent nightgown, she wore it loosely on her slender and plump body. Because of her dishonesty, the hem of the nightgown had been rolled up to her thighs. Her round thighs and slender and strong calves made Yan Yan
Murong couldn't help but swallow her saliva. This was the first time she saw a woman wearing so little clothing - of course, not counting the ones she saw on TV and during medical treatment.
Her high and firm breasts were like the rubber balls that Yan Murong had played with when she was a child. Just looking at them made her want to pinch them twice. What surprised Yan Murong even more was that under her purple translucent pajamas, there were
He was actually wearing red underwear.
"Gu"
Yan Murong couldn't help but swallowed ----- I have known this woman for a long time. I usually see her with clothes on, but she looks like this when she takes off her clothes. Yes, he likes Teng Xiangling.
That type.
Yan Murong thought to himself, luckily the village chief's daughter got married, otherwise she would have become a village girl now. I remember the last time I saw her was half a month before I went down the mountain - the one I had a crush on.
The family member of the civil servant wore a white towel on his head and led two **-year-old children in his hands. They were about to go to work in the fields. When they saw Yan Murong, they grinned shyly, showing a row of big yellow teeth.
Yan Murong was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.
At this moment, Teng Xiangling was sleeping soundly. She had no idea that her graceful body was being peeked at by Yan Murong. She even seemed to feel uncomfortable in her position, so she changed her position again.
This time, the nightgown that had been rolled up to her thighs shrank up again, revealing the light red underwear.
"How about taking a closer look?" Yan Murong thought to herself. "Then let's take a closer look. Anyway, it's just for a look."
So, Yan Murong, a young virgin who was curious about women, got off the window sill, walked to Teng Xiangling's bed as quietly as a thief, and began to look at Teng Xiangling with curiosity. When he saw her
When you look at the pair of plump and upright hills on your chest, you feel that little Murong in your lower body is proud.
Yan Murong swallowed unconsciously, and couldn't move his eyes away at all -----The size was just like the small rubber ball that his mother gave him on his fifth birthday, but he didn't know how it felt.
Is there any difference?
How about----- just touch it?
Just as he stretched out his hand, he stopped again.
Isn't this bad? Yan Murong thought, after all, they still have nothing to do with him, so this is not good.
"Touch it."
"You can't touch it. If you do, you'll be a gangster."
In an instant, the two legendary villains appeared and began to fight in Yan Murong's mind.
"You can't touch it. You are a gentleman, not a gangster."
"Just touch it, it'll be okay, you won't get pregnant if you touch it."
"You must not touch me. You are a man and you must keep your promise."
"Promises are nothing. She said she is your woman. It's okay to touch your own woman."
"Fuck." Yan Murong sighed inwardly and shook his head, causing the two little guys to stop arguing.
"There has to be a solution."
So, Yan Murong took out a coin for taking the bus that he exchanged in the morning from his pocket, and thought, "Just throw this thing away, just sleep on the head, touch the words, if the coin stands up ----- I
Damn, if you can throw a coin and make it stand up, then you can do whatever you want."
Then, Yan Murong threw the coin high, and then he stretched out his two fingers to catch the falling coin - yes, it stood up. It seemed that this was destined by God.
We are just ordinary people and we cannot change God's decision without authorization, otherwise we will definitely be punished by God.
Yan Murong is a man of action. Once he has made a decision, he must take action.
So, Yan Murong carefully knelt down, stretched out his right hand, and tremblingly touched Teng Xiangling's chest.
Close, close-----Suddenly, Yan Murong's hand stopped.
He suddenly discovered that Teng Xiangling had woken up at some point and was looking at him with a frosty look on his face.
"I----- saw you kicked off the quilt. I was worried that you would be cold, so I wanted to come over and cover you." Yan Murong rolled his eyes and quickly picked up the quilt kicked off by Teng Xiangling from the ground.
Covered her.
"Do you think I believe it?" Teng Xiangling said coldly after pulling the quilt to cover her graceful body. "Do you think you are stupid or do you think I am stupid? It's summer, will I be cold?"
Yan Murong couldn't stand Teng Xiangling's eyes. She lowered her head and looked at the floor, feeling weak in her heart.
"I thought you'd believe it."
"Bang!"
A jade foot stuck out from the quilt and kicked Yan Murong in the face.
It turns out-----this woman's feet actually smell good too.