"We won't be staying for the time being, but we can let Pang Yi and Mr. Gu live," Zhong Mingwei whispered. While reaching out to hug Meiya into his arms, he said a little embarrassedly, "The two of them are always at home. I find it weird, obviously they are making out with my own wife, but they are always sneaking around. It makes us It's like stealing..."
"Bah! Who is stealing love?" Now, Meiya is not happy, she is really angry from embarrassment. "Steal love with whomever you like! Don't involve me!"
"Of course I'm with you if I want to steal. How can I not involve you?" Zhong Mingwei had a serious face, but he just said this. He couldn't help laughing again. Rubbing Meiya's forehead with his forehead, he said in a deep voice, "I'm serious. Buy a house and let them move down the mountain to live there. You won't have to hang around in front of us all day, it's very annoying. You are in front of me all day long." Shaking, whenever I touch you, you can jump three feet away, let alone kiss and hug, and finally stay up at night. You don't let me kiss enough, you always worry about someone in the other room, and you have to You have to share two quilts with me, girl, you don't even know how miserable I am."
"Bah! After all, you are shameless!" Meiya spat at Zhong Mingwei with a blushing face, but she couldn't help but muttered and rubbed Zhong Mingwei's lips, and was about to leave when the man involuntarily said Kissed.
This time Meiya didn't dodge much, the two of them kept their bodies so low that they couldn't see from the outside at all, Meiya became more courageous and kissed the man without distinguishing each other, and they separated after a long while, then put their heads on each other, quietly In the room, the two stared at each other, and then kissed together again...
"I can't do it, let Pang Yi go down the mountain to find a house tomorrow," Zhong Mingwei murmured while kissing Meiya, "If this continues, I'm going to go crazy, girl, you... don't hide, no one... "
In fact, Meiya can hide anywhere, she is limp all over, like a little milk cat who can't open her eyes, sucking her milk laboriously and greedily: "Zhong Mingwei, kiss for too long, no, can't kiss again …”
When she said this, Meiya's voice was crooked, her hands were still around Zhong Mingwei's neck, and she obviously committed the problem of being upright again. I wish I could eat the little milk cat in my arms.
He was not like this before, he became busy, but he didn't enter the back house for several months, even if he was not busy, he was not very happy to see those beautiful women. Compared with the things between men and women, he He obviously prefers other pastimes, such as horse riding, sword dancing, and hunting. In his opinion, everything is more interesting than living in the back house, but today, he has lost all hobbies, and his eyes are always busy. They are all glued to his girl's body, this mind is always calculating, when to catch the time to kiss his little girl...
He felt that he was becoming more and more worthless, and he was becoming more and more like the apprentice who couldn't get on the stage with a screwdriver, but he just wanted to die drunk in this gentle town, being a worthless person but full of joy from inside to outside The farmer's man...
This kiss was so long that Meiya and Zhong Mingwei both thought of the word "everyday" at the same time. When they stopped, Meiya was still a little dazed, and Zhong Mingwei's complaint came from his ears again.
"Hurry up and drive them down the mountain, I really can't take it anymore, I don't want to drink jasmine at all now, I just hate drinking mung bean soup every day, so I can't get angry," Zhong Mingwei held Meiya's hand tightly , I only squeezed the hands of the two of them so that I was sweating, and continued to complain to Meiya, "I took a shower yesterday, you must come in, and then Pang Yi wiped my back. His rough hands are like dead bark , My back is about to bleed from rubbing..."
"It's really bleeding?" Meiya was a little bit unbelievable, but also a little worried. She was going to take off Zhong Mingwei's clothes to check, but she didn't move after looking at the broken window, but complained softly, "You Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"
"So what if I told you? Could it be that if I told you, you would come in and wipe my back?" Zhong Mingwei hummed softly, obviously having a problem with Meiya.
"Why do I have the nerve to come in?" Meiya didn't know how to tell Zhong Mingwei, "You old man is taking a bath in the house, I...how can I come in?"