Bai Fumei in the ’70s

Her words just fell, and the man's ears flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her breathing was so deep that she couldn't contain it.

He gasped, "Don't, don't talk nonsense."

Don't go outside, do you want to stay with her?

He Songbai looked at the only bed in the room, barely a double bed, and his throat rolled dryly.

Zhao Lanxiang rolled over, squatted down to open the wooden box, and said lightly, "If you can leave me alone in a hotel, rest assured."

"What if there are bad people at night?"

When He Songbai heard this, his brows were all knotted.

The so-called poor hills and creeks are indiscriminate, and here is poor and backward, and there are often traffickers.Traffickers abduct not only children but also women.He Zitun didn't buy a wife, but He Songbai knew that in the deeper ditch, the poor man who couldn't afford the ceremony was buying a wife from a trafficker.

His object looks like flowers and jade, and he has no power to restrain chickens...

But he felt that if he stayed, he would not be much better than the bad guys.

He Songbai groaned with a headache.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "You don't know how scared I am. I didn't dare to sleep when I was on the train. Finally I came back. You still alienated me like this."

"Okay, just leave if you want to go... I'll take a shower first, you can help me look outside."

She found clean clothes and stepped into the bathroom.

At this moment, he was watching outside, only hearing the sound of rustling water, bright light poured into the white-washed wall, the air was filled with a clear and elegant fragrance of lemon, a woman's warm and sweet smell came from the bathroom.

The enclosed space started to be as hot as a steamer.

He Songbai stood by the wall, his dark eyes staring at the door, controlling his heart and horse, his mind began to diverge, and he could kick this simple wooden door with one foot.

His complexion is getting weird.

Until Zhao Lanxiang came out after taking a bath, she wiped her hair with a towel and called on the man to make her a bed.

"It's been a day since I took this tens of pounds of boxes, and my arms are sore."

He Songbai had to go to bed.

He flattened the sheets carefully, and his black, rough hands rested on the white quilt.This is a pair of hands belonging to farmers, all day long with hoe and mud, covered with thick cocoons.

When he made the bed, Zhao Lanxiang immediately got into the bed and kicked him with his foot: "Are you going to take a shower too?"

"Accommodation fees have been paid, and more money will be paid to earn back."

He Songbai was kicked in the chest by her white and tender feet, and her heart was crisp.

"it is good."

She is the person who loves cleanliness. The sweaty smell of his body may make her unbearable.

Zhao Lanxiang took out a brand-new set of men's gowns that he hid at the bottom of the box and handed him to him to bring him in for washing.

He Songbai stared at the gray long sleeves, his breath was so heavy that he couldn't contain it.The subject's suitcase even carried his clothes with him, showing that the trip tonight had been premeditated.

This warm and daring mother-in-law really wanted to torture him to death.

Seeing him staring at his clothes for a while, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but feel annoyed, and pushed him into the bathroom.

The hotel for three dollars a night was so advanced that He Songbai could not imagine. He didn't know how to use the shower above his head, and just washed his face with a faucet.Zhao Lanxiang taught him how to twist the flowers, and the drenching water curtain poured out of his head coldly. He Songbai wiped the cold water on his face with his hand.

Zhao Lanxiang put his clothes out of the bathroom with a smile and walked into the soft bed.

She waited for the left and waited for a long time before the man came out, and the skin exposed outside was rubbed red.

"Are you still going?"

Her crooked eyes were like a clear spring, and she seemed to emit a shimmer of shattered mercury, falling on curled thick lashes, full and flashing.

He Songbai groaned dumbly, "I hit the floor and guard you."

He said that he put the spare straw mat from the room on the ground, and the whole person lay flat. He washed the dirty clothes he had changed and hung them under the fan, waiting to be dried to cover his body.

Zhao Lanxiang only smiled when she saw her mouth.

This man is really pure and stupid.

If you change to another man, this time it is estimated that you should move your foot in distraction, where can you still hold it.Zhao Lanxiang was angry and funny, but he also ironed the post with confidence.

Of course, she didn't want to do anything. Although she missed the old man's love for fish and water and coveted his young and strong body, she had been abstained by his near-perfect self-control.

But of course Zhao Lanxiang refused to let him go like this. At this moment her mind was sober, she lay on the edge of the bed, propped up a pair of pink lotus arms, snuggled down on the pillow and looked down at him.

"How are you doing these days?"

He Songbai's head leaned against the cold floor and said dully: "Very good."

There is no shortage of food or clothing. Such days are better than before.

But every day I miss her, my mind and my body.After a few days of walking, her house was empty, and she thought it hard.

What a strong sense of her presence, she can think of her when she is hungry when she is hungry, when she sees her mending mouth when she is wearing clothes, she also thinks of her, and when people go to the pig farm to occasionally mention her, she still thinks of her.

This mother-in-law is really enough to torture people.

If she walks away from here and never comes back, she can also take away his heart!

Fortunately, she came back again, on time, at the moment she was washing fragrantly, dragging two snow-white arms before him.

He Songbai's eyes were dark and thick, as thick as ink.

He looked up at the woman by the bed without turning his eyes. Her loose shirt unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a pale plumpness.

His brain was hot and his nose was itchy.He remained expressionless and about to fall asleep, and his rapid beating of the chest revealed his guilty conscience, but the poor root of the man prevented him from looking away.

Well, he just took a look.

He didn't move his hands.

"Brother, are you hungry?" the woman asked suddenly, her voice crisp and soft.

He Songbai was so stiff that he didn't dare to move. He swallowed his throat and swallowed. He reprimanded hardly: "Sleep well, don't think so much."

Ask a man to be hungry at this time?

His whole body of blood rushed down uncontrollably, his nose expanded a bit, and his breathing was muddy, but he held his breath, easily not to reveal his own embarrassment.He grabbed half-dried clothes and covered himself.

Zhao Lanxiang walked down from the bed, squatted down to find the box, and found a package of moon cakes from inside.

"What kind of flavor do you like to eat?"

Having said that, she found the moon cakes with lotus paste and yellow stuffing. She knew that the old men liked this popular taste best. They were served with clear tea and the solution was sweet and the moon cakes were sweet and sweet.

She took out the broken tea leaves and asked the hotel for a pot of boiling water.

In the middle of the night, she sat cross-legged in a chair, soaking a pot of tea and handing him a drink.The brown cake baked by her was cut with a knife, revealing the jade-white filling inside, dotted with an orange egg core in the middle.

He Songbai suddenly blushed because of misunderstanding, he took a breath and calmed down.

He also felt the hunger in his stomach. The meal he hurriedly ate before leaving in the afternoon was not full at all. At the moment he smelled the fragrance and he quickly got up and picked up a lotus cake.

The moon cake exudes the unique sweet fragrance of lotus seeds, soft and waxy, and the soft lotus lotus entrance melts, the slightly astringent tea entrance, mixed with the sweetness of the lotus lotus, mixes into a sweet and astringent taste, The fragrance is long and bitter.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Did you eat moon cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

He Songbai shook his head, his sharp and deep eyebrows stretched, his young face showed a faint smile, and suddenly he was striking.

"But it's delicious now."

"Then you have to try more." The woman's cheeks were covered with a shallow pear vortex and made a crunchy voice.

This was the first time He Songbai had tasted mooncakes in his life. He whispered it, looking at the subject's expectant and joyful eyes, and smiling at the corners of his eyebrows.

"good to eat."

really tasty.

The author has something to say: *

There are too many supplements, so it becomes a chapter by itself

(There are minor changes at the end of the previous chapter to see)

Evening double

Today, I am handsome, two meters tall and woody!

small theater:

Xiangxiang: Are you hungry?

Brother Bo: (satisfying slobber, animalistic temptation)

A piece of tender meat hangs in front of your eyes, whether you are hungry or not, you will experience it yourself :)