Volume 1 Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 37
"To be honest, Cui'er's heavy breasts are really amazing!"
Big Chu sucked hard and made a slurping sound.
"Yeah, that's true."
Everyone nodded and swallowed together.
"To be honest, the orchid is as fat as a millstone, round and white, which is shocking!"
Big Chu wiped his mouth vigorously and smeared a hand with saliva.
"Yeah, it's shocking."
Everyone then nodded and saliva flowed out.
"The most terrible thing is Sun Erniang's round waist, she looks really fierce!"
"That's right, work hard!"
The three veterans, Youzi, continued to nod and took a large gulp of saliva at the same time.
"..."
Chaitino's face was stiff, and he really couldn't suck up the saliva.
To be honest, Sun Erniang is a middle-aged woman. She has a pretty face, and it would not be an exaggeration to say she is beautiful. However, Chaitino really has no feeling for her big, dewlap belly.
"Chai Dameng, why don't you suck?"
The four veterans stared at each other, and Chai Tiannuo smiled awkwardly:
"A certain person's output is not as good as that of several brothers. His saliva has dried up and he really can't suck it up."
"Cut~~"
The veterans glanced at Chaitino with disdain and turned to continue admiring the pleasant scenery.
"When the weather gets cold in a few days, this beautiful scenery will disappear. If we want to see you again, we will have to wait until spring next year when the flowers bloom. I don't know how many sisters and people will still be there by then."
The handsome Wang Zhi lamented that his mind was the most delicate among the veterans, and he tended to be sentimental.
"Thinking nonsense, if we don't guarantee it within one year, we will lose the ball, so what are you talking about that doesn't exist!"
Liao Zeming, who became even uglier after the injury, snorted and swallowed hard as he looked at the scene of white flowers:
"Looking around, it's still Sun Erniang's bucket-waist strength!"
Chaitino rubbed his forehead vigorously and looked at the veteran who nodded repeatedly, vaguely wondering whether there was something wrong with my aesthetic sense.
"It's just a shameless thing. That's what you guys with a thief's heart but no courage would think. A wicker waist is what makes you strong. No matter how hard you refine the refined steel, it will turn into softness that wraps around your fingers and sucks."
An old voice suddenly sounded beside him. Chai Tiannuo turned around and saw an old Taoist wearing a dirty blue Taoist robe. He was stepping on a polished tree tree and drooling at the sight of several girls playing.
"Miscellaneous hair?"
The four veterans looked at the Taoist with happy faces:
"I haven't seen you around this year. I thought you had become an immortal!"
"Mao's Shengxian, I know my body is so tight that if I don't protect you all, I'll be dead and I'll still be there."
The old Taoist responded with disdainful words, and the four veterans grinned. These words are really not wrong. In Dahua's current situation, if a war breaks out, it is really possible for the brothers to get ahead of the old bastard.
"We haven't seen each other for a year, but your taste is still so bad. All day long, I will look at the bucket and drool, and hold back the pimples on my face. I really look down on you and me, rats like you!"
The old Taoist stared at the meat farm intently, still beating several soldiers in his mouth.
A few of the people who used to be sharp-tongued smiled awkwardly and did not speak back when they were scolded.
Chai Tiannuo felt really unfair. He pointed at the old Taoist and asked his brother:
"Why does the Taoist Priest say that a wicker waist is good, but you get angry when I say it?"
"Aren't you ashamed to say this?"
Wang Zhi glanced at Chai Tiannuo with extremely contemptuous eyes, and Liao Zeming continued:
"How old are you? How old is the old bastard?"
"With his trembling body, he can only use his weak waist. If Er Niang had that seductive waist, she would be beaten to death in a few strokes!"
"It's just that the famous Chai Dameng is competing with an old guy who has his neck buried in the ground. It's shameless!"
Old soldier Youzi talked happily, spitting stars flying all over the sky.
Chai Tiannuo covered his face and had no choice but to beg for mercy. His mother thought that he had just stung a hornet's nest!
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you naughty old boys. The Taoist priest has gone."
The veteran rolled his eyes, climbed up the wall with great skill, and jumped in with a kite.
Chai Tiannuo was shocked. He pointed at the old Taoist and said in surprise:
"Taoist priest breaks in like this, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?!"
Without waiting for the veteran's answer, the girls' joyful voices came over:
"Taoist Master, you are finally here!"
"Really, I haven't seen you since the Chinese New Year. I thought you weren't coming."
The old man walked straight into the bathhouse, rubbing oil and smiling at the same time, revealing most of his missing gums.
"Xiao Nizi, you are so sweet, buy some good things to replenish your body. If these heavy things are gone, Master Dao will not agree!"
The old Taoist smeared a piece of fat on Cui'er's chest, and sandwiched a shining silver coin in the middle.
The sharp-eyed Chaitino couldn't help but gasp, that was five taels of spindles, five heads!
Voices of thanks kept coming one after another. The old Taoist was generous with his gifts, sending out ingots of silver as if they were free. Chai Tiannuo's eyeballs almost fell out of his sockets. Isn't this too rich?
The girls didn't take a bath anymore, and happily surrounded the old man into the attic.
Chaitino swallowed hard, not because of his beauty, but because he was greedy for money.
"Brothers, where is the Taoist priest? How come he is so rich?"
He gave away dozens of taels of silver just for a cup of tea. This was not an ordinary amount of money, even a rich landlord might not be able to compare with it.
"Qiu's background is that he is an old Taoist from a Taoist temple in the suburbs."
Wang Zhi looked at the attic with red walls and green tiles enviously, and said with a grin on his face:
"We have also seen his Taoist temple. There were several big holes in the roof, and it looked like it was about to collapse."
"Old Zamao doesn't necessarily go back once every ten and a half months. He spends the whole day begging in the capital, saying that he wants to save money to renovate the Taoist temple, but until now it has not been repaired even once."
"Look, all the money he saved was thrown into Xiuchun Pavilion!"
After finishing talking, the five people left. They felt uncomfortable when they thought that the old Taoist was competing against each other inside, and they were really envious of each other~!
After entering the attic, several people naturally led the Taoist to Shouma's room.
The old Taoist liked to tease the girls, but he always spent the night in Shou Ma Luan's mother's room. Over the past few years, this habit has never changed.
"Ahem, Master Dao, why haven't you come for so long?"
Luan Niang stood up in surprise with the support of her maid. She was nearly thirty. Although her appearance was still bright and beautiful, the corners of her eyes had traces of time, and she was not as energetic as the girl who had just entered.
The old Taoist entered the house, waved his hand to let the maid leave, pinched Luan Niang's wrist to explore briefly, and frowned:
"You need to take the pills every day. Your body is much worse than it was a few years ago."
Luan Niang shook her head, with a smile on her slightly sick face:
"If you eat that, it's a problem brought in the womb after all. I'm satisfied to live to this age."
"... melon woman."
The old Taoist hugged the woman and sighed. He was confused and confused. What kind of problems were brought in the womb? Meeting me, Yuan Tiance, in two lifetimes is your greatest misfortune!