Shi Yue's eyes fell on Mrs. Ninth's breasts, which were trembling up and down due to her giggles and exuding a delicate fragrance.
He swallowed hard and secretly calculated that the size should have reached the limit of Shandong giant steamed buns. When he thought of the white and tender giant steamed buns, his heart became alive again.
"What are you looking at again?" Madam Ninth naturally discovered Shi Yue's sinister intentions, pushed him aside, gently held the broken hair on the temples, frowned, and said angrily: "You smell like alcohol, where are you going?
Are you happy? You didn't even say a word to me."
"Mrs. Ninth left first. I didn't think it was interesting, so I went out to have a few drinks with my friends and then came back!"
Shi Yue scratched his head, looked at Madam Ninth's charming face, and said softly: "After I came back, I immediately went to Madam Ninth's yard. I wanted to talk to you, but you turned off the lights and I couldn't sleep, so I came here.
Later, unexpectedly, I met Madam Ninth..."
"Really?" Madam Ninth picked her fingers, looked at Shi Yue with wide eyes, and smiled: "You didn't lie to me?"
"How could you lie to Madam Ninth?" Shi Yue puffed up his chest: "I am telling the truth."
"I believe you! But what a coincidence..."
There were ripples of surprise in Mrs. Ninth's eyes: "When I first came back, I wanted to walk around. I happened to pass by your door and wanted to go in and have a look. I didn't expect you were not there, and I couldn't sleep, so I came here to sit.
Sit down, and after a while, you will be here..."
The two looked at each other and laughed warmly.
"Did you happen to pass by?" Shi Yue's eyes glowed with a soft light of expectation.
Madam Ninth did not answer, she lowered her head slightly, remained silent for a while, and then murmured in a low voice: "I just took a look, what are you thinking about?" That charming look is really charming.
Shi Yue's index finger twitched when he saw it, and he said softly: "Is this considered a tacit understanding?"
Madam Ninth glared at him fiercely. She could no longer stand the charming atmosphere of silence and eyes facing each other. She stood up and quickly escaped from the temptation of the moonlight in the lotus pond.
"Well..." The heartbreaking pain in her ankle came slowly, making her unable to stand steadily.
Shi Yue stepped over, naturally hugged her waist, and asked with concern: "Look, what are you worried about? Your foot hurts again? Have you gone to see the doctor?"
Mrs. Ninth was so painful that a layer of fine sweat formed on her nose, and she had no strength to stand up. She leaned on Shi Yue's arm with her soft waist, took a breath, and then frowned and said: "I am busy visiting the grave today.
I came back late and didn't have time to see the doctor."
After a pause, he said softly: "I... can't let those smelly men touch my feet, they are not good things."
"Oh, how can there be so many taboos about not refusing to seek medical treatment for illness!" Shi Yue bent down, touched the swollen area gently through the leg wrap, and said distressedly: "It seems to be more serious than yesterday, you... you are really
It makes people worry.”
Madam Ninth was so hurt that she almost shed tears, and said aggrievedly: "Why don't we all blame you? If you hurt me, you will heal me. If I am lame, I will marry... and I will hate you for the rest of my life."
"Do you have medicinal wine in your room?" Shi Yue stood up and smiled warmly: "I'll clear your muscles and veins, and you won't feel any pain."
"Yes, do you really know how to do it?" Mrs. Ninth blinked: "Don't lie to me and make me happy in vain."
"Don't you still believe me? Come on, I'll help you in!" Shi Yue held her waist with one hand and her arm with the other, trying to help her out.
"Don't touch me, I can do it on my own!" Madam Ninth glanced at Shi Yue resentfully, bit her pink lips and lowered her head, avoiding his piercing eyes.
Thinking of the lingering warmth where Shi Yue's hand had brushed, it made my heart feel itchy and numb, so I didn't dare to let him touch her body again.
She was shy, but her heart was racing, wondering whether she should bring Shi Yue into her room in the middle of the night. She was really afraid that something would happen if she was alone and alone.
Shi Yue was half a head taller than Madam Ninth. The moonlight gave her a hazy beauty, with bits of messy hair hanging in front of her face, making her face as smooth as snow look charming and delicate.
The head is slightly lowered, the long raised eyelashes are quivering, the eyes are blinking, the lips that are lightly biting are bright red, with extremely beautiful curves, and the slightly pointed and round chin is slightly clenched, making this person really charming.
Shi Yue let go of Madam Ninth, but still protected her body with his big hands, and whispered: "Try taking two steps by yourself first..."
Madam Ninth bit her lip, held on to the pillar, and wanted to jump back to the room, but the shock made the swelling area even more painful, and she frowned tightly.
Shi Yue hurriedly caught up, held her waist firmly, and said without refusal: "Your feet are very sprained. Wouldn't it be more painful if you tremble like this? Come on, let me help you go back!"
"
Madam Ninth felt as if a thorn had pierced her ankle, and the pain was unspeakable.
Looking back at Shi Yue, he said angrily: "Smelly Shitou, are you stupid? Even if I give you a hand, don't I have to jump back? You don't know how to take care of others."
Shi Yue seemed to finally understand the hidden meaning of Mrs. Ninth's anger. He bent down and hugged her leg with one hand, slid his other hand across her waist, and held the plump and soft body tightly in his arms.
.
"Ah! What are you doing?" Mrs. Ninth instinctively resisted Shi Yue's sudden move. She kicked her legs wildly, pinched Shi Yue's shoulders with her small hands, and complained: "You are so brave, dare to hug me? Let go quickly.
I'm coming down!"
Shi Yue endured the pinching and twisting of Madam Ninth's little hands, and said with a wry smile, "You can't walk anymore, but you still insist on showing off. If you are really lame, why would I feel so bad?"
"Why are you distressed?" Mrs. Ninth blushed, but struggled a little softer: "Even if you feel distressed, it's not your turn to feel distressed for me. Anyway... you can't hold me like this anyway..."
"What are you afraid of?" Shi Yue looked into her eyes and said narrowly: "It's not like I haven't hugged her before!"
"You bastard, are you still addicted?" Mrs. Ninth was so angry that she closed her eyes and stopped talking to him. Waves of refreshing masculine breath were inevitably inhaled into her nose, and another ripple arose in her heart.
, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of water stains, looked at Shi Yue, and said angrily: "You have taken advantage of me."
"Are you finally obedient?" Shi Yue looked at Madam Ninth's flushed face and saw that she no longer struggled willfully and stayed quietly in his arms. He also breathed a sigh of relief and strode towards the small courtyard.
There was an indescribable feeling in Madam Ninth's heart. She was afraid of being hugged by Shi Yue, but also seemed to dare not enjoy this warm comfort.
She raised her head and glanced at Shi Yue, feeling that although he held her up, he was still polite and did not press her body tightly into his arms.
She didn't dare to struggle either, not only for fear of falling off, but also for fear of causing closer friction with Shi Yue due to her struggle.
Turning his face to the side, with shyness, he let Shi Yue wrap himself tightly, his heart beating harder, and he was worried about how he would struggle if Shi Yue entered the room, had evil intentions, and tried to force himself.
?
Just thinking about it like this made his soft body feel slightly hot.