When Qing Su returned home and saw Qin Wei sitting on a stool thinking about something instead of turning on the TV, her heart became even more confused. Needless to say, she was thinking about the village king.
"Qin Wei, why are you sitting there stupidly? Why don't you even watch TV?"
Qin Wei was startled when she heard the voice and looked up at Qing Su: "Mom, you scared me."
"It's clear, what's going on in your heart?" Qing Su looked into Qin Wei's eyes.
Qin Wei bit her lower lip lightly: "What's going on in my heart? Divorcing him is an aboveboard matter, don't you support it?"
"That's not what you mean. I think you look like you want a man. Who are you missing? Do you have a lover?" Qing Su deliberately probed her.
"No. Didn't I tell you? There is a man pursuing me in the factory, and I don't like him." Qin Wei lowered her head and said.
"What kind of man do you like? Like a village king?" Qing Su didn't know why she asked this.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Qin Wei raised her head and tugged at the hem of her clothes.
"I didn't say you like the village king. I mean, do you like a man like the village king? What's the point? My mother cares about you too. You can talk to her about it." Qing Su pretended to be nonchalant.
Look.
"Many women should like a man like the village king. Grandma, right?" Qin Wei was young after all, so she quickly revealed her identity.
"Yes. The king of the village does have many women who like her. However, no matter how outstanding he is, he is still almost fifty years old. For a man of this age, he has a virtuous and temperamental wife at home. I guess the women in the village will also think so.
It’s no use. You are more than 20 years younger than the village king. What do people think of the village king? You don’t miss him, right?” Qing Su said with a smile, “I was just kidding you.”
"Mom, why are you making such a joke? So you have also thought about the village king?" Qin Wei also laughed.
Qing Su noticed that when her daughter smiled, her thin lips showed a light red color, which was quite sexy. She thought, if her daughter really fell in love with the village king and took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, the village king would definitely accept her.
"Mom didn't say anything. It seems that she really likes the village king." Qin Wei looked at Qing Su with a smile, "Abba doesn't know that you have thought about the village king."
"You damn girl, what are you talking about? I tell you, you can't fall in love with the village king. People will laugh at you when you are so young!" Qing Su said.
"If a woman likes the village king, other people will know?" Qin Wei asked.
"There is no airtight wall! Don't get divorced and make a joke about young people loving their old age!" Qing Su was really worried.
"Mom, why do I like the village king? Besides, even if I like him, he may not like me. I'm not the beauty in the village." Qin Wei bit her lower lip again.
"Alas! Let me remind you. You have to respect yourself."
After Qing Su finished speaking, he thought to himself: "Oh! I have completely lost my self-esteem in front of the village king. No, it's because I don't care about my self-esteem at all and I have gone astray."
"Mom, I'm not a child anymore, so don't worry about me." Qin Wei said this, thinking in her heart: "I really like the village king. As long as he wants me, I don't care what others do.
Look, I'm willing to give it to him."
"Okay, I'll sit down. You go cook." Qing Su said.
Qin Wei stood up and entered the kitchen.
When the village king returned home, he lay on a chair and watched TV. In fact, he had no intention of watching TV. He was thinking about Zhu Poyan's love story.
The scene in Zhu Po Rock appeared in the village king's mind.
Qing Su hooked his shoulders with both hands, put his arm around her waist with one hand, and held one of her legs with the other hand, clamping it next to his ribs.
He asked Qin Su to put his hands on the ground and form an arched body. He was behind him, grabbing his penis with both hands and moving.
He grabbed Qing Su's waist, helped her up, turned her around, and put her down on the ground.
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Each picture is like the shots on TV.
"This little *woman is quite charming. Her daughter..." The village king thought of Qin Wei's big eyes, small nose, and her bulging breasts when she pulled her clothes.
The village king also thought of what Qing Su said, as long as she didn't forget her, she didn't want to and couldn't.
"Why are you watching TV so absent-mindedly?" Xueer said with a smile.
The village king looked at Xue'er and smiled: "You know I only watch TV for entertainment and to relax myself, it doesn't matter."
"What do you want to eat for lunch today?" Xueer changed the topic.
"You can eat whatever you want. You can eat whatever you cook!" The village king lay on the chair with his eyes closed and calmed down.
Xueer wanted to ask him what happened today, but he closed his eyes and went to the kitchen.
The village king did not go out for a walk after lunch. He lay on a chair and watched TV carelessly, and occasionally said urgent words to Xueer.
The afternoon passed like this.
After dinner, Xueer wanted to go to bed early as the night before. Zheng Shuang couldn't watch TV alone anymore, so he had to go to bed early and lay down on his back.
When Xueer saw Zheng Shuang on the bed, she turned him to face her, pressed her body against him, and rubbed his chest with her penis.
Zheng Shuang has no passion and does not refuse.
After Xueer faced Zheng Shuang face to face for a while, she pushed Zheng Shuang away and let him lie down, and then climbed up herself.
Zheng Shuang thought of the skylark and the black hair that was constantly being tossed back and forth. Thinking of this, he became a little passionate and straightened Xue'er upright with both hands, and then said softly: "Xue'er, I want this, with you on top...
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Zheng Shuang was looking for the feelings he had with Yunque. However, no matter how carefully he tried to experience it, he couldn't feel the taste of Yunque anymore. He simply knocked Xue'er over on the bed, and then pressed Xue'er down. Soon, everything was over.
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The two of them were lying flat on their backs, not talking. Each was thinking about his or her own thoughts.
The village king was thinking about Yunque and wondering if she was also thinking about him.
Xueer was not satisfied, but she couldn't say anything. She began to wonder if all the sacrifices she had made for Zheng Shuang were worth it. As soon as she came up with this idea, she was shocked. How could she have such an idea?
Xueer finally forgives herself. She and Zheng Shuang mostly have a tacit understanding. It is impossible for them to be in a state of ecstasy every time.
The women in the village were chatting, and some women didn’t even know what orgasm was! Compared with them, I should be very satisfied.
The two of them were thinking about their own thoughts and fell asleep unconsciously.
When Xue'er and Zheng Shuang withdrew their troops, the Qin army was preparing to attack Qing Su. He hugged Qing Su first, but when she didn't respond, he grabbed her breast and squeezed it.
Qin Su thought of her tenderness at Zhu Po Rock, and her heart was very complicated. He didn't want to reject Qin Jun, he was her husband after all. But she couldn't feel passionate about him. She had to let Qin Jun do it.
The Qin army fiddled with Qing Su for a while, but was soon defeated.
Qing Su was happy when he saw that the Qin army had finished, but he said: "Why are you so fast? I just got excited!"