Chapter 199: Tian ran away, can you take responsibility? 5 more 3
"Hurry up and answer the phone. Let me have some fun with my sister on top." Sister Zixia is really tough. When she seizes the opportunity, she will turn over and become the master. This sister is simply obsessed with Guanyin Sitting in the Lotus.
If you get a chance, you should show this trick to Wu Li.
"Hey, Beauty Yu, if you have a p, please call me. If you don't, hang up the phone. Listen to this chirping sound. I'm plowing the fields right now. If the fields run away, can you bear the responsibility?"
"Your dog has a bald head and no long legs. He can run away. If I don't have something serious to do with you, why should I get up in the middle of the night and call you?"
"Come on, it's already broad daylight, and it's still midnight. Are you living in bad times?"
"For me, now is the time when I'm dreaming in the middle of the night. I can't get down to business. Didn't you ask me last time if I could get a truck? Now here is a Jiefang dump truck. The procedures are guaranteed to be complete, the performance is excellent, and the price is affordable.
, it only costs 60,000 yuan, and it is only sold for 60,000 yuan, so you can pay and take delivery on a first-come, first-served basis, and the last one will not get it."
"Are you done yet? It's a TV sales show. You're just a truck. When I finish plowing this field, I'll bring the money to pick up the truck right away."
"Do you think I want to be a TV salesman? The tasks that must be completed as explained above must be completed quickly according to the draft and read out the sales pitch before you hang up the phone. I can't let my bonus for this month go to waste while I sell a movie.
It’s easy for me to get out with broken cars. This month’s task is to sell stolen cars. I don’t know what the task will be next month. I’m a policeman. It’s easy for me.”
"I don't have time to listen to your ramblings. I've stopped driving and the bulls are plowing the fields."
Wu Li saw that Yu Dan had the tendency to turn into a nagging old woman, so he said a few words and then hung up the phone.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Barbarian. Otherwise, the field you are plowing has legs. If you don't hit it quickly, the field will run away."
"With a wild cow like me here, I still don't believe there is a field that can't be plowed."
For a moment, I saw the two of them on the bed going back and forth, not giving in to each other.
"The big bull is trying so hard that the field is about to be plowed away. Hurry up, hurry up, don't... don't stop."
Such classic shouts and abuses were, of course, replaced by a barbarian bull's savage collision like a violent storm.
"Daman Niu, don't leave in a hurry. Why don't you chat with your sister?"
"Okay, do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"
"Hey, a cigarette afterwards, it's like a living god. Sometimes I really like the smell of second-hand smoke."
Wu Li leaned against the bedside, took a puff of cigarette, and blew out a few misty smoke rings.
"I didn't expect Manniu to be so good at it."
"If you vomit too much, it will happen naturally. What does Fairy Zixia do?"
"Hey, I'm a freelancer. I usually write and earn some pocket money."
"Are you like the legendary beauty writer?"
"Humph, that's you. If someone says that I am a writer, I will immediately spit on him: You are the beautiful writer. Your whole family is a beautiful writer."
"You are so barbaric. What do you call the educated people who write things if you don't call them writers?"
"Who are you cultural people? I am a freelance writer. When others need me to write about Shenma, I write about Shenma. I also have a secondary job as an Internet writer. When I have free time, I write some text and post it online to earn some money.
The fees and fast food money are crazy.”
"Aren't all writers just in the business of making money? That guy from Shenma Sanshao earns more than 10,000 yuan a day and earns over 5 million a year. He even appeared in an interview with You Pants. Also, what about dancing with tomatoes?
Aren’t all the magicians great? Then there are the guys who write about how bad guys become bad guys. They were once very popular. How could they only earn a living on firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and water and electricity bills? You’re just lying to me.”
"What you see in your eyes are great gods, so most people are willing to spend money on them. And there are tens of thousands of writers like me. The cake is only so big, and there are only a few great gods.
They took 78% of the cake, and another little god divided up 156% of the cake, and the remaining 10% of the cake was divided into millions of pieces. For a humble person like me
As a writer, it's good to be able to work full time and live without subsistence allowance. Plus some money from subscription rewards. If you're good, you'll get three to five thousand a month. If you're bad, it'll be only one or two thousand. Of course, there will be more.
It's miserable. I wrote it for a month or two, then I lost it, and I didn't make a dime. I still paid Internet fees, cigarette money, compensated my wife and children, or took time to rest and go shopping. Moreover, the radiation from the computer is so strong, it is simply beautiful.
Killer, you said, luckily I'm just for fun. If I really jumped into this pit, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make enough money to eat instant noodles every day. Fortunately, it's just a hobby. I'll be a writer.
As a profession, it is no different than committing suicide."
"Fuck it, I want to wait until I have free time to work as a writer. If I go to the village and tell everyone about it, I can impress a lot of middle-aged and elderly women and charm a lot of older girls.
It’s so easy to climb a little widow’s door and find a little wife. Isn’t that just a matter of adding the word “meaning” to the word “meaning”? I didn’t expect that the water in this industry is so deep. It’s better for us not to go out and just concentrate on being a small farmer of our own.
Already."
"Hey, what a great ideal. Have you climbed over the walls of several wives and widows?"
"Well, the reason why it is an ideal is that something that has not been realized can be called an ideal. I haven't found any of the pretty girls in the village."
"I don't want to believe that you are so experienced, how could you not have the experience to successfully climb walls?"
"Khan da da, don't think that we farmers can't play with the city's flower girls. My experience was learned from you city people."
"Then how many city flower girls have you played with?"
"Plus you, two"
"Fuck you, how can you put me and that girl together?"
"No one else can compare to me. That flower girl is still an original and genuine product. You flower girl, I think you have much more experience than me."
"Who cares about this now? It's just for fun. Besides, do you plan to marry that original guy? No, then she will be more experienced next time she is with another man.
Really, why are you men like this? Is that little membrane really that important to you?"
"Well, this question is really a question. As a man who is easily tempted, I am really not qualified to comment. However, most men, no matter how much they spend, hope that the person they marry will have a film, so
, all the doctors who specialize in repairing membranes have been sent.”
"Humph, so I plan not to get married in this life, and I will make money to support myself, so as not to lose that piece of membrane, and the bride will always be mumbling about how many hats she wears on her head in her dreams."
"Oh, so far, I mean just in case, your Supreme Treasure walks on colorful clouds and wears golden armor to marry you. How many hats has Fairy Zixia prepared for the Supreme Treasure so far?"
"When I get sex, I know you men are as petty as needlepoints. It was when I was a teenager in college that I gave myself to a guy who seemed to be pleasing to me. The other time I gave you this dick.
Man Niu, you little bastard, how come you are so awesome at plowing the fields? My sister wants to tame you into a domestic cow."
"Don't scare me. I'm timid. This cow is used to being wild, but it's not used to being kept in captivity."
"Tch, it's just saying that I still have to fight for my pension, but I don't have the energy and money to support Xiao Hei who knows how to plow the fields. If my sister's fields have been deserted for a long time, and I want Xiao Hei to plow the fields, all I need to do is hook up
Hook your fingers, Xiaohei, can you come here without getting upset?"
"Well, unless there are special circumstances, I can't stand this kind of temptation. Speaking of plowing my sister's fields, it's very satisfying."
"Well, I have been plowed very comfortably, so I am bald. You will leave soon. Now that my sister has regained some strength, I will plow my sister's field again. After plowing, you can get out.
, I’ll call you next time my sister wants you.”
"Look, it's asleep"
"Bad guy, I know what you want. I'll give you two mouths today. I'll wait for you to come over next time and try three mouths."
"Zixia, I'm going to feel so good."
"Idiot, this thing of yours is half soft but not hard. It's quite funny. It's so hard that it hurts your throat." Zhuzhu spit out the thing and didn't dare to let Wu Lihu come again. He turned around and lay down, spreading his legs.
, raised her small buttocks high, completely exposing the muddy fertile field to Wu Li, a wild bull, and gently swayed her small buttocks from side to side, completely assuming the violent and domineering posture of a free bull.
Wu Lina was able to withstand the temptation of this posture. He raised his gun and mounted his horse. First, he made a barbaric charge straight into the Huanglong Treasure Cave. Then he used a few moves to make the wind and drizzle smooth and silent. The soy milk had to be ground carefully. The spring breeze blew through Yumen Pass and fertilized the fields.
Destroyed by heavy rain
"It's over, my little enemy. You put your sister's heart and lungs into your heart. If the spring tide comes and you can't come, what should I do if the fingers and the electric jumping ball are no longer useful? Is it really possible to use a cucumber to put a condom on?
, stab it in with all your strength?"
"Well, if you endure it for three to five days and a week, will you be fine? I'll give you a few anti-itch injections when I'm free, and you'll be fine?"
"This is best. You can get out of here. My sister is going to bed."
"I see that you are also cooking at home. I will help you prepare some local specialties in the refrigerator and make soup for you. I will set the alarm clock for you on your mobile phone. After three alarms, you can get up and drink soup."
Wu Li took a bath and prepared some sex for the woman who had overworked herself today and had fallen asleep. Then he supported his aching and numb waist, went downstairs, drove the pickup truck, and left. The scenery was pretty good.
Waterscape community.
Life, life really does not change according to one's own will.
After a series of unpredictable changes yesterday, and another night of working on a small woman who was not very big, Wu Li was caught by this dazzling gaze through the windshield and penetrated into the car. After being exposed, he felt like
It was like having a dream.
Looking back it is so clear, yet so unreal.
Get rich, life hangs by a thread, and then dry wood encounters fierce fire
For everything that happened yesterday and today, Fairy Zixia said that she would trace the backgrounds of all the characters, and then use her invisible hands to connect everyone's fate, and then write it into a script, and then unfold the script.
I can write a book about running away from fire.
Wu Li didn't understand the world of writers. He just knew that this beautiful writer's farming was particularly enjoyable and had a special sense of accomplishment.
ps: The old farmer is so awesome. Today is the 5th update. Wherever the flower rewards are, throw them at the old farmer and smash them to death.