"What are you thinking about, girl?" Lu Zhishan rubbed Mu Nanzhi's hair in a funny way, and while taking a handkerchief to wipe the child's sweat, he said softly, "Tomorrow we will eat cream crabs, but..."
"It's just that I will eat as much as my cousin tells me to eat!" Mu Nanzhi was so busy that he jumped on Lu Zhishan's body, wrapped his hands and feet around the man, and kept kissing the man's cheek, "Cousin, what are you doing? How can it be so good?"
Lu Zhishan was afraid that the child would fall, so he was too busy holding the child's butt. He touched Mu Nanzhi's butt twice with his big hands dishonestly, and said to Mu Nanzhi with a half-smile, "Cousin can be better." , Nannan, do you believe it?”
Mu Nanzhi's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck, and she stammered: "It's... it's not dark yet, you're not allowed... you're not allowed to mess around."
Lu Zhishan was stung by the cuteness that was unconsciously revealed from the corners of Mu Nanzhi's brows and eyes.
Mu Nanzhi was so embarrassed that he kept beating Lu Zhishan with his hands and feet, and whispered: "Now... no, I still want to beat Zao'er."
Lu Zhishan looked at Mu Nanzhi and really didn't want to, and he didn't really want to continue bullying her.
Mu Nanzhi was too shy to look up at him. As soon as the man put him on the ground, he climbed up the jujube tree like a monkey. He climbed up to the branch and sat down. He said arrogantly to the man under the tree: "That guy under the tree, please quickly hand the bamboo pole to me."
"My dear, I caught it," Lu Zhishan picked up the bamboo pole from the ground and handed it to the child. He raised his hand and held her son's deerskin boots, smiling wildly and frivolously, "I wonder if my dear, there are any other instructions. ?”
Mu Nanzhi blushed, gently kicked away Lu Zhishan's big hand, and hummed: "Young man, you'd better be more respectful with your hands and feet. My husband's fists and feet are very powerful. I will carefully beat your bold climber to pieces." Disciple’s mouth!”
Lu Zhishan's smile deepened: "If I can beat your husband, would you like to have sex with me?"
The child was not afraid of him, but became even more arrogant: "Even if you can beat my husband, I still have a cousin! And a sworn father-in-law!"
Lu Zhishan was almost dying of laughter: "... my wife's family is quite prosperous."
The little lady on the tree ignored him and started beating dates with a bamboo pole. Mu Nanzhi usually liked to use a soft whip, and he was also good at using bows, arrows and daggers. Although he had never learned to use a stick, he was still dancing with the bamboo pole at this time. The wind is so heroic.
Lu Zhishan looked at the child sitting on the branch of a tree and playing jujube happily, with the corners of his mouth raised. He just liked the child's energetic appearance. He had lived a life of bitterness and hatred for too long, and like this The days of wanton freedom made him intoxicated every day.
Mu Nanzhi hit two jujube trees one after another. His arms were so tired that he sat in the rocking chair to rest, watching Lu Zhishan bend over to pick up jujubes on the ground.
In the eyes of others, Lu Zhishan's legs were still slightly lame. Only Mu Nanzhi knew that the man's legs were getting stronger and stronger. Mu Nanzhi's eyes followed the man's legs and feet, and suddenly he blushed. It was getting better and better. Mu Nanzhi was so busy that she picked up the tea cup and took a few sips, and finally looked away. But as soon as she put down the tea cup, her eyes stopped on the man's legs again.
"Cousin, how are your knees now?" Mu Nanzhi asked in a low voice, "It's almost winter, but do you still need to prepare ointment in advance?"