224, Qingping words (below)

Originally, with the relationship between Xiong Baizhou and Wang Lianqiao, no matter what he did, Wang Lianqiao should not have such a call, but what Xiong Baizhou did was too embarrassing.

The original intention of Wang Forsythia to stretch out his feet was to disturb Xiong Baizhou's interest in reading books and newspapers, and Xiong Baizhou was really attracted by these beautiful feet, and even obediently leaned in and kissed him.

The corners of Wang Meiren's eyes were full of satisfied smiles, and it was Xiong Baizhou who kissed her feet.

But the next moment, Xiong Baizhou's actions made Wang Forsythia lose his face.

Xiong Baizhou kissed the instep twice, and then slowly kissed the toe along the curvature of the instep, the lips were very soft and warm, and Wang Forsythia felt a little itchy and sultry in his heart during the touch.

Wang Forsythia wanted to put down his feet, but when Xiong Baizhou kissed the charming toes of xìng gǎn, he raised his head and looked at Wang Forsythia, whose eyes began to blur, and even a little nervous, suddenly had a strange thought, and a mouth actually took the little thumb of Wang Da Beauty's right foot.

Gently "yun xi".

At that moment, Wang Forsythia felt as if a burst of electricity flashed all over his body, and then a crisp and numb kuài gǎn passed through his heart, and he couldn't help but open his eyes: "What are you doing?"

The voice was thick and greasy, like sugar with honey.

Xiong Baizhou didn't answer, just focused on "yun xi", the foot is the organ with the most acupuncture points on the body, Wang Forsythia only felt weak when he received this cì jī, Xiong Baizhou didn't stop, and his hand stroked up along the thin calf,

Wang Da Meiren couldn't help but shēn yín.

Xiong Baizhou's hand had already lifted the hem of the pajamas and touched Wang Forsythia's silky waist and flat lower abdomen, Xiong Baizhou could feel the temperature on Wang Damei's body rising.

"Click, click, click. ”

Xiong Baizhou unbuttoned Wang Forsythia pajamas one by one, at this time, Wang Da Beauty's eyes were charming, and her freshly washed hair exuded a burst of fragrance, which was so soft and spread out on the pillow, and the body that had taken off her pajamas was white and tender, and there was an unusually bewitching and delicate beauty on the bedding.

"Hmm. Wang Forsythia couldn't help but gasp, because Xiong Baizhou pressed heavily on Wang Forsythia's body, but immediately she hugged Xiong Baizhou's broad back tightly and responded enthusiastically.

"Or maybe it's tonight. Xiong Baizhou thought so in his heart, and the tip of his tongue gently shaved the two rows of Wang Forsythia's fine teeth, and in her mouth, "yun xi" the flexible and smooth tongue, and his hand also extended down the smooth skin.

"Huh?" Xiong Baizhou suddenly felt as if there was a thick layer of cushion paper inside, and he wondered if it was so coincidental.

"Coming today?" asked Xiong Baizhou uncertainly.

Wang Damei "giggled" and smiled, with a hint of cunning and shyness in her eyes.

The woman is twenty-seven and the sky is to, Ren is pulsed, and Taichong is prosperous

This night, Wang Forsythia slept very peacefully, because of a warm embrace, Xiong Baizhou was actually quite tormented in front, and after putting Wang Forsythia to sleep in the back, he was able to control the yù huǒ in his heart, and even patted Wang Da Meiren's erect butt quite funny.

Early the next morning, Xiong Baizhou heard a noise outside the bedroom in his sleep, needless to say that it was Wang Cistanche and Wang Duruo again.

"Hey. Xiong Baizhou sighed, opened the window but faced a burst of rain, like a light veil, like cicada wings, but also with the fragrance of the earth, refreshing, if inferred from the twenty-four solar terms, this should be the last spring rain, and then it is about to enter the hot summer.

Xiong Baizhou walked out of the bedroom and found that Wang Songbai and his wife Yan Xiuli were actually there, Wang Songbai saw Xiong Baizhou come out of Wang Lianqiao's bedroom, and coughed a little unaccustomedly.

"Wake up. Wang Songbai said hello uncomfortably.

"yes. Xiong Baizhou was in a good mood and responded heartily.

"It's raining today, and the construction site is also closed for a day, Forsythia said that you have to go out for a walk today, and the two little ones are arguing to be together. Wang Songbai's wife, Yan Xiuli, explained.

"Let's be together, then. Xiong Baizhou smiled, Wang Songbai and his wife should have something to discuss with themselves.

So the original two-person trip became a multi-person trip, but the destination remained the same, still fishing in a reservoir in the mountains.

Because of this spring rain, the mountains are full of fresh green, the new leaves of the trees on both sides of the muddy road are growing, the old leaves are knocked off by the spring rain, a thin layer is spread under the feet, the rain falls gently on the water surface, like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely obliquely weaved, as if enveloped with a thin layer of smoke.

"The mountains are empty and rainy. ”

Xiong Baizhou exclaimed, found out the fishing gear and bait he had just bought on the road, and after building the fishing platform, he told Wang Songbai and his wife to take care of the two children, and then take care of themselves to fish in the rain.

The ancients lived near the water to live, Jiang Taigong fishing was politics, Zhuangzi fishing was zì yóu, and Xiong Baizhou fishing was to relax and relax, he had too much business in his hands, the laying of Zhoumei electrical appliances, the expansion of connected express delivery, the production of Aisheng VCD, etc., as well as the influence of Yang Qishan in Guixi.

Xiong Baizhou's fishing skills are actually very average, but he has no pursuit of the number of fish, but the more he is in this mood, the more fish are baited.

"That's a lot of fish. Wang Forsythia took Wang Cistanche and Wang Duruo over to watch.

"It may be a rainy day, and the fish are easier to take the bait. ”

Xiong Baizhou explained as he picked up a live silver carp from the reservoir.

The children were very excited to see this scene, and stretched out their short fingers and poked them gently.

At noon, Xiong Baizhou and a few people were eating in the farmhouse near the reservoir, Wang Songbai and Yan Xiuli glanced at each other, Wang Songbai hesitated for a moment and said: "Cistanche and Du Ruo have reached the age of going to school, we have long had the idea of letting them study, but the threshold for the better kindergartens in Guangdong is very high, especially for the children of migrant workers."

Before Wang Songbai finished speaking, Xiong Baizhou interrupted: "Leave this matter to me, and let the two little ones go to class after it is done." ”

"There's no need to be polite about this kind of thing in the future. Xiong Baizhou gently reminded him.

This reminder really had an effect, and when everyone finished eating and checking out, everyone's eyes looked at Xiong Baizhou.

On this day, Xiong Baizhou was fishing leisurely, Wang Lianqiao sat next to him and chatted, others can't have a sound when fishing, but Xiong Baizhou is different, even if Wang Duruo and Wang Cistanche are playing and the sound of the sky is shattered, Xiong Baizhou still stares at the water with a smile, and responds to one or two sentences of Wang Da Beauty's speech from time to time.

The state of mind is peaceful, quite a kind of pampering and humiliation, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court;

Here, in fact, it is also a song of Qingping Tune {fishing} words.

Chen Qiurong's "Qingping Tune" is gentle and peaceful;

Wang Lianqiao's "Qingping Fishing" is short of parents.