Finally, sweep the floor, mop the floor, and then kneel on the floor to wipe the floor... I bet that all the work I did at Situ's house is not as much as what I did here today!
I swear to you!
Wipe! Wipe! Wipe!! I scolded those two bastard men and kept wiping my hands on the ground.
Finally, I inevitably wiped his feet. He lifted his feet cooperatively, but when I finished wiping, he stepped on my rag.
"Second brother... you raised your foot and stepped on my rag!" I was angry, what did I do!? I was almost dead from exhaustion, and I still wanted to be bullied by him!?
I pulled hard to free the rag and continued wiping the floor.
"Wow~ Such a personality? Huh?" He was obviously unhappy. Although he looked so gentle, he, like Leng Bingliang, hated resistance.
Almost like lightning, he suddenly jumped up behind me, straddled his long legs and sat on me, pulled a piece of celery and used it as a whip to slap my butt, "Drive~~ ride the big horse~~~ Xiao Ting'er, hurry up on the big horse."
Run~~"
I suddenly froze in place and my face was covered with black lines. This, this, this... was it really Leng Bingyun? Didn't it turn into some kind of monster!?
"Well? Why don't you run away, Xiao Ting'er?" He put his knees on the ground, completely restraining my waist under him, possessing me, and biting my ear, "How does it feel to be ridden like a pony?"
"Um..." I want to say that horses can also kick! (It seems that donkeys can do it?)
"Or do you prefer to be ridden on the bed?" His ambiguous words made my face turn red again.
"Second brother, please respect me. No matter what, I am still your brother's woman. Please leave!" I spoke righteously and twisted my body desperately.
"His woman? Oh, don't overestimate your capabilities. You'd better know your position clearly. If he hadn't given you a rare look, I wouldn't know who is sitting on you now!" The tone suddenly changed.
Cold, because that sentence said she is his
I'm unhappy, very unhappy, I want to strangle this damn woman to death!
He stood up, collected his fluctuating emotions, turned around and left the kitchen
I smiled coldly, tears gathered and swirled in my eyes
Close your eyes and don't let them fall. If I cry again, I'm afraid that I will overdraw my tears in this life...
After reluctantly packing everything, I walked out with my tired body.
The eldest brother is sitting on the brightly lit sofa reading the newspaper, looking leisurely and at ease
There was a touch of coldness and alienation in his increasingly mature and steady face, which looked very strange when illuminated by the white light.
I didn't bother to say hello, so I just walked past and went upstairs. My body was so sore that it felt like I was about to leave.
Someone no longer cares about the newspaper and keeps staring at that figure until it disappears
An imperceptible sneer rose from the corner of his mouth
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In the dead of night, the evening wind swayed the branches outside the window and rustled.
The door was gently pushed open, a figure walked in, and closed the door.
Everything was so quiet, like a ghost, his figure was frozen in front of the gorgeous bed, staring motionlessly at the soft body of the woman on the bed.
She was such a small ball, sunk deeply into the soft bed, her body curled up, her pale little face looked so pitiful in the moonlight.
He reached out and pulled her shoulder. The movement was not gentle, but it seemed certain that she would not wake up.
Lifting the obstructing silk quilt, his big palms pulled open her pajamas, and the girl's beautiful body was exposed in front of him with a flushed face.
He sat on the bed, and the soft bed collapsed under his weight. His hands attached to the softness of her chest and kneaded it vigorously.