Chapter 612

The girl's white and delicate hands tightly encircled pangyi's wet back. She did not want to die or face the cruel and savage bullying of the man. After a while, little an struggled to beg for breath in the man's lips and tongue: "if you think so, then Then why didn't they bully? "

Yeah, why didn't you bully her that night?

At that time, if Pang Yi was willing to bully her, it would be great. She would not cry all night in the cramped farmyard, and would not be afraid and helpless to spend the long winter.

She really liked Pang Yi long ago. Long before that night, long before she could realize the feelings that she shouldn't have, she really liked Pang Yi. She wanted to give her face to him even if she didn't want her face and didn't care to be laughed at by the world, even in such a shabby farmyard.

Pang Yi didn't speak, but he was fiercer. As he kissed, he began to pick up xiao'an's clothes. But why is it so hard for women's clothes to take off? Without this experience, he could not find the opening of ruskirt. His hands were touching everywhere, and then he became more intimate.

"Pang, Pang Yi," xiao'an is a little scared. Pang Yi has never been so crazy. When he is alone, he doesn't eat less tofu, but he always points to the end. Pang Yi is actually a very old-fashioned person. Xiao'an knows his temperament and dare to flirt with him freely, but it seems a little different today, xiao'an She felt the man's wet hand struggling to squeeze into his Ru skirt, sliding down the back texture, and she screamed, "Pang Yi, what are you doing?!"

"Bully you!" Pang Yi is a little abnormal. He seems to be drunk to the extreme. He is wild in his madness. Suddenly, he reaches out his hand and holds up xiao'an horizontally. As he strides towards the backyard, he looks at xiao'an with red eyes. "I want to make up what I owe you!"

"Bah! Who wants you to make it up? " Little Ann's face was so ashamed that she was struggling with her hands and feet in pangyi's arms. She was really afraid. Although she was not the first bride, she was not a girl in her twenties and eighties, she was still scared to death. Her heart jumped to her throat and said, "you, you let me down."

"Don't let it go," Pang Yi said in a deep voice, bending down and kissing xiao'an's chattering mouth, pleading in a low, unpromising voice. "I can't stand it, auntie. You can do it!"

Xiao'an's face suddenly turned red to the base of her neck. In fact, she I can't stand it either. Pang Yi is not the only one who wants to occupy each other strongly.

"Then We have to advance the day. "After being worn by pangyi for a long time, Little Ann finally let go. As soon as she exits, Little Ann plunges her head into pangyi's wet arms and beats pangyi on the back." I didn't say anything! You didn't hear anything! "

"Yes, I didn't hear anything. I knew my daughter-in-law was eager to follow me into the cave!" Pang Yi is the most beautiful.

"Shut up!" Xiao'an opened his mouth and grabbed pangyi's throat.

The Adam's apple was bitten. Pang Yi said something bad, but he didn't delay the wind at his feet.

……

On this night, Xiao an finally kept Pang Yi, but

The ending seems to be a little out of line with what she had expected.

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Jiasheng, June 28, 2003

ningguta.

Nanshan bieyuan.

After reading for a long time, Meiya finally listened to "painted skin". Mr. shushuo was recruited by Gu Changlin. He is an old man in his seventies. It is said that he has told most of his life's books, and only said "Liaozhai" in most of his life. He is very good at the stories of these ghosts and evil foxes. Meiya is really happy. Now, he asked Mr. Shuo to be in the doghouse Take a rest, offer tea and fruit snacks, and then ask pangyi to invite xiao'an to listen to the book. Last time, I chatted with xiao'an. Xiao'an said that he was also a good listener. Since such a powerful storyteller came from home, Meiya naturally thought about xiao'an, and he had to take a rest. In the afternoon, she began to talk.

Meiya's side is in high spirits. What's busy inside and outside is a storyteller pouring tea and sending melons and seeds to Gu Changlin. It's a spring breeze to trot all the way, but Zhong Mingwei is not so happy.