Zhang Xiaocui got the money and hurriedly took a taxi straight home.

All the way, I was terrified and shivered, as if I had done the biggest bad thing without conscience. Zhang Xiaocui hugged his trembling body tightly and finally arrived at the door of the house on the 28th floor.

When I opened the door, my uncle was still sitting on the sofa watching the TV series.

"You're back. Zhuo Yang saw it and called out.

Zhang Xiaocui stood in the middle of the living room, his body blocked the TV, and stared at his uncle with wide eyes.

What happened to Xiao Cui? His face was very pale, and he was as frightened as his dead mother. Zhuo Yang couldn't understand it and didn't dare to ask.

"Uncle, come on!" Zhang Xiaocui stared for a while, and called out coldly.

Zhuo Yang left the sofa and went over.

When the uncle came to him, Zhang Xiaocui needed to reach out and hug his waist with love, and took the initiative to put the whole person into his arms.

Surprised, what's wrong with Xiao Cui? What is the big thing? Zhuo Yang strongly felt Xiao Cui's constantly trembling body.

"Hold me tight! It's cold! It's cold! It's cold!" Zhang Xiaocui said with a trembling grit.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yang used his strength to hug Xiao Cui more tightly, and suddenly Xiao Cui let go of his hand, and his trembling body gradually calmed down.

"What did you encounter?" Zhuo Yang asked when Xiao Cui calmed down.

"It's nothing, it's cold when I come back. Zhang Xiaocui seemed to lie in his father's warm embrace, closed his eyes and relaxed his body, and a fierce beating heart slowly calmed down, and now his body is not cold.

I felt as if something was missing in my heart? Zhang Xiaocui tried hard to find it in his arms, and it turned out that what I was looking forward to was love. From the depths of my heart, there is a strong desire for love, hoping that my uncle will kill me, even if it is dead?

Zhang Xiaocui came out of his arms and looked up at his uncle.

Zhuo Yang met Xiao Cui's fiery eyes and stared at me affectionately. At a glance, he understood the look of anticipation, and then his heart jumped actively. But now I'm not so impulsive and enthusiastic, because my heat has been released, and if I want to rekindle it, I can only count on Xiao Cui to take the initiative, and then the enthusiasm will come.

After a while, Xiao Cui reached into his pants with a small hand, grabbed the bird, and suddenly turned into a powerful big bird, and this time Zhuo Yang's enthusiasm seemed to be on fire. It's all in the eyes and in the action.

"I'm going to take a shower. Zhuo Yang thought of a sentence confessed by Xiao Cui, if you want to do it, you can wash it and do it again.

"I also wash, you hold me. ”

Zhuo Yang heard that Xiao Cui was calling in his arms, so he reached out and hugged his light body, like hugging a beautiful little princess, and was overjoyed. I ran into the bathroom in three or two steps, and the door was not closed. Who will come at this time? My cousin knows, isn't it just that I and Xiao Cui are affectionately together? Zhuo Yang has the heart of a bear and a leopard more than ever.

In the bathroom, Zhang Xiaocui came in an impatient mood, took the initiative to help his uncle untie his belt, and then took off his long pants, the next thing. Zhang Xiaocui took the nozzle, sprinkled hot water on it, and washed it very skillfully. I used to wash my boss like this. The same goes for a wash, after cleaning.

Zhang Xiaocui squatted underneath and began to open his mouth and eat continuously.

It's endless.

At this moment, Zhuo Yang exhaled comfortably, and his scalp was itchy and happy. It's been a long time since I've been like this, and my cousins ignore me, let alone have Xiao Cui so enthusiastic. Old woman, regardless of her man's feelings, all according to her own mood and thoughts, it doesn't matter if you refrigerate the man aside, whether you are happy or not, anyway, you don't want to, you don't want to get anything.

It's different here, Zhuo Yang saw that Xiao Cui was so enthusiastic, that is, he asked me to die immediately, and I was willing to go to the hot fire. Xiao Cui ate frantically under his eyes.

It wasn't until he was full, blocked his throat, and couldn't eat anymore that Zhang Xiaocui was willing to put down his hand, let go of his mouth, and then handed himself over to his uncle. Now it's my uncle's turn to work hard.

In the bathroom, after doing it for most of the day, Zhuo Yang has not leaked it yet.

Later, the battlefield was transferred to the room.

On the bed, on the ground, constantly changing the battlefield, then to the sofa in the living room to fight, and finally to the balcony, Xiao Cui stuck to the glass curtain wall, boldly faced the dark world outside, and handed over everything to his uncle. Uncle is really good! Always maintain that hardness, and don't flinch at all.

Zhuo Yangjia added firepower and speed to the 10,000-meter run. Xiao Cui screamed happily in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang finally waited.

After a pause, Zhuo Yang couldn't hold back any longer, and a gushing spring shot out. Now it's finally over.

How long have we been doing this?

Calculate the time a little, about two or three hours.

It was over like this, Zhuo Yang let go of Xiao Cui, sweating profusely, panting roughly, pranayama oxygen components, and calming the fast-beating heart.

Zhuo Yang sat down against the glass curtain wall to rest. Beside him, Xiao Cui curled and didn't move like a mermaid, and his voice burst out with a refreshing voice. This time he completely satisfied Xiao Cui, and he looked like he was going to die.

Seeing that Xiao Cui was so tired that he couldn't move, Zhuo Yang reached over painfully, put his shoulder on his shoulders and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaocui's whole body fell apart, and without his uncle's support, he immediately fell down without strength, and he responded when he heard his uncle's words of concern.

Zhang Xiaocui was lying on the floor and curled his body, seven souls and six spirits were ethereal in the air, and his soul had not been withdrawn until now, he was weak, his body and limbs were like waste, and he couldn't really feel whether his hands and feet were connected together?

I'm so comfortable!

Zhang Xiaocui only has this feeling all over his body now, and he has forgotten everything.

After recovering his strength for a while, Zhuo Yang moved to a moment, pulled Xiao Cui into his arms, and we were intimately together in his arms. After a while, Zhuo Yang exerted his strength and stood up with his delicate body in his hands.

"I'll carry you to bed. Zhuo Yang picked it up, panting, and now he was almost exhausted, and he staggered one step at a time.

Xiao Cui, who was resting in Zhuoyang's arms, was like a lovely daughter, how well-behaved and obedient. I am content to have a daughter like Xiao Cui in my life. I am content to die now. I Zhuo Yang has been able to get the love of Miss Cui in my life, I am so happy.

When he got to the room, Zhuo Yang gently put Xiao Cui down to the bed and said, "Have a good rest for a while." ”

Zhang Xiaocui heard it clearly, and responded very delicately: "Hmm!"

Zhuo Yang saw Xiao Cui sleeping beautifully on the bed, extremely happy and happy. Somehow, suddenly, on a whim, something was about to come out of my mouth.

Zhuo Yang couldn't be too clear about this feeling.

Zhuo Yang ran into the bathroom, locked the door, opened the toilet lid, opened his mouth and vomited. A handful of blood spit out of his mouth immediately stained the toilet bowl red, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

Whenever he vomited blood like this, Zhuo Yang thought that he was about to die.

I vomited violently, and the blood in my chest was vomited and cleaned up.

A layer of sweat broke out on Zhuo Yang's forehead, and his sperm was seriously exhausted, so he boiled water to wash away the blood, covered the toilet lid and sat down, resting against the wall for a while.

At this time, Zhuo Yang fell into a coma, closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while, with a dying pain and groaning sound coming out of his throat. This is like a voice that unconsciously erupts when you are seriously ill, and everyone who hears it will feel pity and heartache. But here, isolated from the world, no one will hear it.

In the middle of the night, the inpatient building of the People's Hospital was quiet everywhere.

Liu Yutian sat up suddenly. This action woke up Zhuo Yifan, who was sleeping on the hospital bed next to him.

Zhuo Yifan woke up very worried when he heard his mother.

"Mom?" Zhuo Yifan asked and reached out to turn on the light.

Liu Yutian sat on a temporary extra bed, his face was very ugly.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Yifan asked with concern.

"No, I'm going to see your father. Liu Yutian said that he was going to get out of bed.

"Mom, what are you going to do? Now Dad and Xiao Cui are asleep. It's two or three o'clock in the middle of the night. After a little while, it will be dawn. Zhuo Yifan persuaded his mother.

"My heart was pounding, like jumping off a building. Liu Yutian said how he felt when he woke up to the present.

"Nightmares?"

"Nope. My heart was pounding. I woke up all at once, and I was only worried about your dad. ”

"Mom, what can Dad do when he rests at home? Dad's illness hasn't flare-up again, right?"

"He didn't have a seizure, how well he was doing? I don't know. You find out no, your dad lost a lot of weight. Eat a bowl more than usual. ”

"That's when Dad found out that he lost weight, and he ate more and grew back to his body. Zhuo Yifan listened to his mother's words, and then said, in short, he just wanted to let his mother relax.

"No, you don't notice that your father's face is much whiter than before, it used to be yellow and red, but now it is white like a woman. Is there something wrong with him?"

"Mom, Dad is fine now. Now my father is like a nun at home, he doesn't go up to the mountains to work, he stays at home every day, and it's normal for his face to turn white. Zhuo Yifan just wants to comfort his mother's heart and try to say nice things.

"Oh, no. I'm still worried about your dad. I'm going to take a look now?" Liu Yutian said uneasily.

"Mom, what are you going to do? Do you want to catch Dad and Xiao Cui?" Zhuo Yifan guessed the reason why his mother was not at ease, so he asked directly.

As soon as he said that, Zhuo Gang saw his mother turn her head and glared fiercely, which was a murderous look. Suddenly, he knew that he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to look into his mother's eyes.

"Well, forget it. Your dad and Xiao Cui get together every day, and I have no opinion. I'm just worried about his body. I don't go with my dad because I'm afraid his body won't be able to bear it. You think, I don't want to satisfy your dad. Liu Yu sighed and said.

Zhuo Yifan heard his mother's words buried deep in his heart, and immediately understood his mother. Everything my mom does is for my dad's sake. And my dad may not think so, in short, there are more and more conflicts between mom and dad.

"Mom wants to open it. You'll be a dad and find a free little wife. Zhuo Yifan still said with relief.

"yes, I'm fine. No matter how many wives he finds, I don't have an opinion, I'm just afraid that he will be able to eat well? ”

"It's okay, Dad should be experienced, Xiao Cui likes experienced men. Will they know what to do when they are together?" Zhuo Yifan is not even worried about what bad things his father and Xiao Cui can do together? Anyway, the biggest bad thing has been measured, and the seeds have borne fruit, so what else is there to worry about in the future?

"Hey, Yifan, let me ask you. Did you deliberately arrange for your father to rest at home?" Liu Yutian asked his son.

"Mom, don't blame me. I see you're so tired. I'm telling you two to rest. You can't blame me for not going to rest. We're guessing what we're doing here. Perhaps, it's too late for Dad to avoid Xiao Cui at home. You're here to worry. Besides, Xiao Cui is also a person who will not mess around. She told me that she regretted dying, and now her intestines are blue. Zhuo Yifan said with a big opinion on defending himself.

"You only know how to speak for your dad and for Xiao Cui. Liu Yutian pointed his head and said angrily.

"Oh, okay, I won't tell you. Now let's talk about some boring words. I slept. Zhuo Yifan accepted it when he saw it, and then talked to his mother, and he couldn't tell it until dawn, so he simply didn't say anything, lay down in bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Sleep!" Liu Yutian saw that his son stopped talking to me, and he also became angry and said, "Turn off the lights!"

Zhuo Yifan reached out to the head of the bed, pressed the switch, and turned off the light.