In Zhang Cuihua's house, a yellow light is always on.
There is a small brown wine jar on the table, with a big red cloth that has just been uncovered and mixed with some dirt.
This is the daughter Hong that Zhang Cuihua buried five years ago.
After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Cuihua's face turned into a peach petal.
"Smelly Dajian, if you don't come tonight, I will go with someone else!"
Zhang Cuihua murmured softly, but she couldn't tell whether she missed Tang Jian or complained.
But she also knew that it would be strange for Tang Jian to still want to find him after being sent home by two beautiful bosses so late!
Zhang Cuihua wanted to hold her breath and compete with them today.
However, the workplace temperament displayed by the two beautiful bosses was as good as everyone else's, which only made her feel even more ashamed.
Thousands of worries, no one to complain about late at night, tears staining my breasts, drinking alone to drown my sorrows~
Suddenly, a sound of climbing over the wall interrupted Zhang Cuihua's thoughts.
Zhang Cuihua stood up unsteadily, "Dajian? Is that you?"
After a rustling sound, the wooden door was suddenly kicked open.
"Cui Hua'er~my flower~"
The surprise on Zhang Cuihua's face instantly turned into rage.
"Zhang Youwei! What are you doing here!" The man at the door smelling of alcohol was Aunt Wang's man.
Today was the weekly holiday, and Aunt Wang had seen everything she had done to belittle him.
Zhang Youcai went home happily after a week of hard work.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he heard his mother-in-law looking disgusted.
I was so angry that I just raised the knife and dropped it with one hand.
Since you dislike it, I will just chop it up, and neither of us will be happy.
Finally, after thinking about it, although it was indeed useless, I was obliged to give it a substantial farewell before sending it away.
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, he waited patiently for Mrs. Wang to arrive home, then fired directly on the spot and rubbed against the wall.
Paired with the pills I bought specially, I was restless from eight o'clock to ten o'clock...
"What do you think I'm here for? I dress so coquettishly during the day just to seduce men!" Zhang Youcai drank a gulp of wine, his eyes becoming more bloodshot.
Just now when I wasn't having enough fun at home, that stinky bitch fainted and looked like a dead pig. What's the point?
Aunt Wang knew from the beginning that something was wrong with him, but despite repeated resistance, she was still unable to withstand the attack, and was knocked unconscious in the end.
After turning over and taking a few sips of wine, the fire in Zhang Youcai's heart became even more intense, especially the three sexy and alluring figures that appeared in his mind.
The beautiful boss of Tang Jian's family doesn't have the guts anymore, but Zhang Cuihua, that's not just a casual touch.
"Be obedient, big brother will take you flying." Zhang Youcai's tongue brought out a fishy smell.
"Don't come here, are you worthy of Aunt Wang?" Zhang Cuihua said while looking around.
He quickly picked up a broom and held it against Zhang Youwei.
In the blink of an eye, it was snatched away by one hand, and the thick wooden stick was directly placed in front of the tender neck.
Zhang Cuihua was pressed against the wall. Within a minute, she began to cough and wheeze rapidly.
Both hands tried desperately to push it away, but in vain.
Until his eyes gradually turned black and his whole body gradually lost strength.
Zhang Youcai looked at Zhang Cuihua struggling with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"You bastard, don't worry, I will let you know what heaven is in a moment!"
The high degree of liquor poured directly from Zhang Cuihua's head.
Body fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine, fragrant sweat mixed with white wine swept into the deep silk ravine, creating waves of turbulent impact.
The tip of Zhang Youcai's nose couldn't help but tremble. With his mouth dry and tongue dry, the tip of his tongue swept towards Zhang Cuihua.
Tonight, I will never be defeated!
Zhang Youcai has prepared hundreds of postures in his mind.
A bottle of spray combined with three white pills, all the stimulation is like a tiger rushing straight to the forehead.
"boom--"
A figure suddenly smashed out, carving a spider web-like crack in the wall.
Half of Zhang Youcai's cheeks on the wall were completely sunken, and he seemed to be unresponsive.
"Sister Cuihua~"
The weak and boneless body was held by a hand at the moment it was about to fall to the ground.
The continuous struggle and suffocation made Zhang Cuihua's consciousness begin to blur.
I only felt that there seemed to be a familiar voice at the moment I fell into darkness.
After a long sigh, "Fortunately I came in time!"
Tang Jian picked up Zhang Cuihua.
With one hand, he transported the cool spiritual energy into Zhang Cuihua's body.
A hand of blazing spiritual power popped out and burned away the rubbish left on the wall.
Carry Sister Cuihua to the bathroom.
The large wooden basin was lowered to the ground, and the cold water in the basin instantly rose to heat under the influence of spiritual power.
The jade body that was carved by heaven slowly curled up in the bathtub, and gradually stretched out under Tang Jian's gentle pressure.
After a while, intermittent humming began...
I do not know how long it has been.
Zhang Cuihua's eyes were slightly opened, and a familiar and handsome face slowly appeared in her blurred eyes.
"Dajian~Why did you come here too?"
Tang Jian was about to speak.
"It must be that Lord Yama thinks I'm pitiful, so he created this illusion~"
Zhang Cuihua tightly wrapped her hands around Tang Jian's neck, and her lips began to explore crazily.
No matter what, it would be considered complete if I could have a happy time with Da Jian before I die.
Zhang Cuihua moved her hands up and down, rubbing them wantonly, and then got on the horse.
After hearing a sound of pain, the big red quilt in the bedroom began to roll up in waves regularly.
...
Tonight in Taohuayu, strong winds stirred up patches of sand and water vapor, bringing with them a hazy fog.
After a burst of lightning, the tall poplar trees cast a majestic reflection on the ground.
The trunk of the tree is straight and slender, unable to withstand the wind and swaying wildly
It trembled violently from time to time, but it tried its best to straighten its body and protect the soil at its roots.
Raindrops fell from the sky, sliding over the tree trunks and soaking the soil.
The long drought had made the ground look particularly wrinkled and stiff.
Until every drop of rain poured in, this area finally became fertile and moist.
There was no star or moon in the dark night sky, announcing the coming of the storm.
The originally tall poplar tree would be bent down from time to time, making bursts of whistling sounds.
As the rainwater pours deeper into the ground, the roots of the tree also receive more and more intense feedback.
It was late at night, and the entire Xinghua Valley fell into a deep sleep. No one knew the severity of the storm.
After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally dissipated.
After this rain, the soil at the roots is more integrated with the tree roots.
There were two faint roars coming from the room, and the Taohua Valley began to be filled with fragrance after the rain.
It's four o'clock in the morning, and the sky is still dark.
Tang Jian rushed into his room with his upper body naked.
The first time of complete madness made Tang Jian feel more joyful than ever before.
Zhang Cuihua also fell into a deep sleep under the repeated torture.
I recall the shyness, madness and final begging for mercy that Sister Cuihua showed just now.
Finally achieving the right result, Tang Jian's mouth unconsciously curved.
If Zhang Cuihua hadn't begged for mercy one after another, Tang Jian would have thought that tonight would be far more than that.
Tang Jian was relaxing on the bed, still savoring the pleasure and fragrance remaining on his body.
As his sleepiness deepened, Tang Jian vaguely felt as if Sister Cuihua was still lying next to him.
As tender and smooth as gelatin.
Just as round as warm jade.
It's just that this fragrance is different from what I smelled before.
Tang Jian closed his eyes and felt the hazy temptation, thinking that he was already immersed in a dream.
His hands couldn't help but move up and down, and as he stroked her, his whole body began to feel hot again.
Then his hands naturally stopped in one place, trying to rub the warmth into his body.