Wang Jian felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Yang Qun say that he was old and that putting her on top was a new idea. He said, "What new idea? You haven't seen the video! There are women on top on TV too."
"I haven't seen such footage. Who knows if you did it yourself and said you saw it on TV." Yang Qun climbed onto Wang Jian's body again, "I'll try it, and you can teach me."
After Yang Qun thought of his passion with the village king, the desire in his heart could no longer retreat.
"Kneel down with your legs, support your hands, and move your body away from me. Your two dicks are just next to my chest. Move, do you understand?" Wang Jian said.
"Is that so?" Yang Qun moved awkwardly.
"Well, just learn like this!" Wang Jian said, not feeling the pleasure that Li Liying gave him.
"I'm so tired! I'd be surprised if I'm not exhausted to death!" Yang Qun rolled down and lay flat on his back again, "Forget it, I won't do it anymore, go to sleep. You have to catch winter mice anyway tomorrow."
After Yang Qun struggled for a while, not only did he not feel comfortable, but he even lost the original passion.
"Go to sleep!" Wang Jian said and fell asleep on his side again.
Zhilin heard what Li Chun said about Xiao Li. Although she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, she still couldn't fall asleep while lying on the bed, thinking that Xiao Li would cut her wrists and commit suicide on this bed.
Zhilin thought, why did Xiaoli have so much courage at that time? Why was Zheng Zhi so impulsive and insisted on announcing the news on the village? Is Zheng Zhi really like the king of the village and more handsome than the king of the village?
Zhilin was thinking all over the place, but she couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't sleep, and she could hear every sound in the night. She heard a whirring sound outside the small house. The sound came and went, so she calmed down and listened, and it was definitely
It's not the sound of the door bolt being pulled.
The door bolt was blocked with bamboo pieces. She was not afraid of people coming in, but she was afraid of people coming in without knowing it. She was a person who had studied martial arts, and the more such a person, the more careful she was. She knew that the medicine was not just
It was a legend. She had to be careful because this cottage was too mysterious and she was afraid of an accident.
If she is aware of someone before entering the door, she will not be afraid. If she does not know when someone enters the door and blows poison into the small room, she will have no choice but to be at the mercy of others.
What was the sound that wasn't the door bolt being pulled? She was about to get up and go out to see what was going on, but the sound stopped. After a while, the whirring sound came in again. It wasn't the sound of the wind either, this sound had a bit of an echo.
Zhilin knew that if she didn't understand the source of the sound, she wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight. If you don't understand many things, you will scare yourself, especially in special circumstances, and some weird things can only be understood if you understand them.
Only when the truth is revealed will your heart be relieved.
In fact, the reason why many weird things are weird is because people don't understand the truth about them. Her father taught her this.
The sound was still intermittent. Zhilin opened the quilt, took a flashlight, got out of bed, turned on the light, put on her shoes, tied her shoelaces, and came to the small door.
She did this just in case, as it was inconvenient to wear shoes after all. A flashlight is a very good weapon. She calmed her mind, suddenly pulled the door bolt, and opened the door. Not only did she not go out, but she also leaned against the wall of the door.
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There was no accident, that is to say, nothing suddenly broke into the hut, and no unexpected noise was heard. Zhilin turned on the flashlight, shined it out, and the person followed. Of course, the flashlight was not on her chest, she was holding it in her left hand.
, stretched out towards the left and bent to shine out.
This flashlight is also very particular. If you encounter a gangster, their throwing knives and other hard objects will be directed towards the bright light. The risk factor of holding the flashlight on your chest is much higher.
After Zhilin went out, she quickly scanned her surroundings with her flashlight and found nothing. She turned on the street light in the corridor.
Zhilin stopped and let the sound of her breathing disappear, but no sound could be heard.
Zhilin felt a little confused and kept guessing in her mind, where did the sound come from?
A gust of wind blew from the open-air hall in the middle, and she heard a whistling sound. It was not just the sound of wind. She looked in the direction of the source of the sound. It was coming from Accountant Wang's room.
Zhilin looked at Accountant Wang's room, but there was nothing there. Could it be the sound coming from his room?
Zhilin walked towards Accountant Wang's room, but the sound was gone. She stopped again, but the sound was still gone.
Another gust of wind came over, and the sound appeared. Zhilin looked up and saw that the sound came from the window above the door. There was a film nailed to the window. After winter passed and spring came, the film was still on the window.
Zhilin looked at it with a flashlight and found that there was a small hole in the film, which was probably a hole for mice to get in and out. A small piece of film fell next to the small hole. When the wind blew, the film hit the window film and made a sound.
In the dead of night, you can still hear it from a few meters away.
Zhilin returned to the small room, brought a stool, cut off small pieces of film, went back to lie on the bed and fell asleep. When she listened carefully again, there was no sound at all.
Although Zhilin spent some time at night, she still got up on time.
She still went to the woods beside the village committee road to exercise for nearly an hour. After she finished exercising, she went back to the house to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables for breakfast, and then went out to Li Liying's house.
Li Liying had already gone to work in the fields. Wang Qing took Wang Wenbing at home. When he saw Zhilin coming, he called the village chief, invited her to sit in the house and poured her tea.
Zhilin said: "Grandpa, I told you, don't call me the village chief, call me Zhilin."
"Okay, I'll call you Zhilin." Wang Qing said and went to take out the peanuts. Zhilin pulled Wen Bing over and peeled the peanuts for him to eat to tease him.
Wen Bing looked at Zhi Lin and smiled, and Wang Qing also laughed.
"Grandpa, life at home is okay, there is no shortage of food." Zhilin asked with a smile.
"The problem of food and clothing has been solved. It's much better than a few years ago." Wang Qing said with a smile.
"I heard that Aunt Liying is very filial to you."
"Yes! She is very kind to me. But she is too tired!" said the old man.
"Well, it's not easy for three people to eat while she digs in the soil alone!" said Zhilin.
"Yes! People say it's hard for a good man to have three mouths to feed! Let alone a woman, right?" Wang Qing glanced at Zhilin.
"Yes. It is indeed not easy. We raise pigs at home. Do you take care of the pigs?"
"I'm just taking care of it. She chopped the pigweed in the evening and helped put it into the pot. I just made the fire to cook the pig food. She didn't let me feed the pigs because she was afraid that I would cause trouble if I fell. I'm an old man.
I also listen to her. She is old and her hands and feet are not strong enough. I am afraid that if she falls, she will get into more trouble!" Wang Qing touched Wen Bing's head.
"That's true. Aunt Liying is such a filial and good daughter-in-law! This is also your blessing!" Zhilin looked at Wang Qing and smiled.
Wang Qing also smiled.
"Grandpa, you are old and have a lot of experience in the village. I heard that all the old people like you in the village have learned martial arts. Is it true?" Zhilin asked curiously.