Jiang He was amused by Jiaojiao's remarks about being a poor nun, took a bite on the upright little nose, and said with a straight face: "Little girl, you know nonsense. ”

Jiaojiao is not afraid of him, if it is not for the strength of the enemy and my weakness at this time, I have to bite the neck of this hateful bad guy and bite off a bloody piece of flesh and skin. said angrily: "The poor nun is not a little girl, the donor is self-respecting." ”

Jiang He stared at the little nun who didn't know the height of the sky, but smiled, and turned over and pressed the person under him, and stretched out his tongue lightly□□ the little mouth that was red and glamorous and unbearable, "The mouth of the 'poor nun' is also poor enough, and the general must personally go into battle to surrender." ”

Jiaojiao lost her hair and **, and her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, lying on the wet sheets and crying. The whole body was ripped off □□, and there used to be a head of hair that could be covered, but now it is really frank.

The owner of Jiang Zhai also felt that this look was confusing, and after some tossing, although he didn't really do anything, the legs of the beautiful woman were already shaking.

Lying on the side and slowly calming down the extreme pleasure after the joy/pleasure, the big palm slowly stroked the smooth and delicate jade back, smacked his mouth and raised his resolute chin and laughed: "The taste of the little nun is really good, in addition to preaching the scriptures, the master in this temple is also skilled in other kung fu skills, and the sesame oil money is not wronged." ”

Jiaojiao listened to this nonsense, and cried even more desperately, and the little loach-like body that was picked up twitched angrily.

Jiang He's rough palm pinched the stiff little buttocks, his hands were slippery, and he dragged the person on his chest, and said with a sullen smile: "But it's nonsense, this time it's just a teasing and it's over, if you are still so willful, you will do it with a real knife or a real gun, do you believe it or not?" It doesn't matter if you're up to date or not. ”

Jiaojiao. In the past, she thought that Jiang He's trick was just taking off her clothes and hugging her sleep, although she refused, but she was more ashamed than afraid. Now I know that it turned out to be such unbearable means.

She only felt that her life was really bitter, more bitter than the coptis water that Nawei wanted to boil and drink. The Meng Jiangnu who cried down the Great Wall did not have her misery. Seeing that his cheap husband had a hateful face of collecting debts, he didn't want an answer and swore not to give up, so he could only choke a bubble of tears with grievance and grief in his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I know, I don't dare anymore, Jiaojiao is wrong." ”

Jiaojiao has always been a middle-aged woman who can bend and stretch, and she obediently admits her mistakes in her mouth, but she secretly swears in her heart, surnamed Jiang, you wait for this princess!

Obviously, she is the bitter master, but she has to be pressed by this black-eyed landlord to peel off a layer of skin.

How could Jiang He not see her yang and yin, but he was just frightened when he saw her look like she had no love and had converted to Buddhism since then. I'm afraid that this little bastard won't be able to think about it, and he will really have to eat vegetarian food with this little head with no grass for the rest of his life. Then wouldn't he also have to be a monk for the rest of his life! That's when he cleaned her up ruthlessly.

It is said that the training in front of the hall and the teaching wife by the pillow are really good. I pressed the person to my chest and rubbed it vigorously. Watching the slippery brain door dangling in front of his eyes, he also felt funny, and he actually laughed. "This bald head also has a unique charm......

Jiaojiao's heart came from sadness, and her sad intestines were knotted. I only feel that I am the poor little who endures humiliation and is bullied under the hands of the villain, and I support it with such a thought in my heart, otherwise I will shout and blow the rod and kick to clean up this hateful thief.

This awkward little pitiful, who obviously wanted to bite him to death, but was still obediently and skillfully lying in his arms, obviously greatly satisfied the bad and distorted heart of the Jiang Zhai master. In addition to instructing his subordinates to teach Xiqueshan a lesson, and to shave all the withered hair and eyebrows of Daoxia, he has been staying in the house and messing with Jiaojiao.

The old lady sighed and sat on the Luohan chair, frowning and said, "They shouldn't have been allowed to get married so early, look at what Brother Crane has become, but she is still reluctant to move that girl's hair." It's untouchable, and it's even more hot! ”

Mama Qi also laughed when she heard this, "I really can't see that Brother He'er, this kid is a pity for the jade." I originally thought that this girl was going to make a move when she came to Kwai Shui, but she still endured it so strongly. I just overheard it outside the house, Brother He'er actually promised the girl that she wouldn't be able to round the house if she didn't do it. ”

The old lady gave her a blank look, "Eavesdropping, eavesdropping, and overheard." ”

Jiang Song walked in with a black shelf that he didn't know what it was, and said to the old lady dissatisfied: "Grandmother, you also have to take care of the eldest brother, so you are messing under the woman's skirt all day long, where is the hero doing it." ”

"Where did you get the!" The old lady was taken aback by the astonishing words of this half-sized child. This half-sized child is full of familiarity about the bottom of the woman's skirt, and her old man's heart is not good.

Jiang Song was stunned, as if he didn't understand why his grandmother reacted so violently, so he only groped out a wooden board under the cabinet on the side, compared it on the broken shelf in his hand, and threw it on the ground with his toes to eat ashes under the cabinet with his toes.

Only then did he say slowly: "When I was in the camp, I listened to the masters, saying that the eldest brother is now hooked by the little lady and tripped his legs, and once the body that has been empty for many years is stained with the mother-in-law's body, it will not be able to leave. It's just a pity that they don't even have a lady, and they have to be tired into a mule by the eldest brother. ”

Seeing that the old lady and Mama Qi both had a thunderclappled expression, Jiang Song was interested, squeezed his eyes and said badly: "The big-headed master fell in love with the little widow who sold cooking cakes under the mountain, and when he was free, he ran to other people's stalls to eat cooking cakes. Hehe, the big-headed master is always a person of five and six on weekdays, but he has become a coward to the little widow with the water bladder, and he doesn't dare to put a fart. ”

The old lady waved her hand, rubbed her forehead, and told Mama Qi weakly: "You go, bring me the whip left by the old lady." ”

Mama Qi was taken aback, but she didn't expect this old lady to be real today. The whip was not an ordinary whip, it was specially whipped for unworthy offspring. Once the light is opened, blood must be seen.

Hurriedly glanced at Jiang Song, and persuaded with a smile: "What are the men in this barracks like, you old man still don't know, that has never had a door on his lips, and when it comes to things in this boudoir, he is more energetic than the three aunts and eight aunts." Brother Song's children's family, naturally, what people say, what he listens to, where do you know something, why should you be angry. ”

Jiang Song also knew what he should not have said, so he knelt on the ground with a pop, wiped some saliva from the corners of his eyes when he lowered his head, and cried whining: "Grandmother, your grandson is wrong, you can beat or scold if you want, you must not be angry." I don't have a father or a mother now, so I point to you for hurting me, if you have a good one, how can Brother Song live......"

After some singing and fighting, the old lady said that her heart was sour and sour, and she saw the young child kneeling on the ground pitifully and crying at her with admiration. Thinking of the tragedy of the Jiang family, I couldn't bear to clean up this kid just now.

Jiang Song was originally a treacherous person, but later he saw a lot of delicate crying and pretending to be pitiful, and he felt that his life opened another door and window to win love and pity. It's just that he has a specialization in the art industry, and now he can't cultivate at home, and he can't always put away the tears freely, so he can only make up for it with the help of spit.

Seeing the old lady's pained face, Mama Qi knew that she remembered the past, and sighed in her heart. So he quietly helped the old lady to the kang in the inner room, and waited for her to lie down before going out.

Then he took the little ancestor who didn't know what he meant but wrote down word for word to go outside the house, and prepared to give his face to the ear, so that even if the little ancestor listened to some meat words in the future, he would not be like a loudspeaker. I secretly made up my mind that I would definitely sue Brother He'er, so that those bastards would not restrain themselves in front of the children, and all the nonsense would fall out!

Jiaojiao couldn't understand Jiang Song's confusion, and was staring at Jiang He's long, wet black hair that had just been washed with envy and jealousy.

This guy is absolutely deliberate, washing his hair in front of her, and turning her envoys around, and asking her, a poor man with no hair to wash, to wring him dry little by little with a dry handkerchief.

A small face was tense, eyebrows barely stood up, and there was sulking and sour water bubbling out of his body.

Jiang He was amused in his heart, feeling that this woman's mind was really bent and eighteen, leaning over his face and kissing the poor little face, and gently grinding a piece of soft meat with his front teeth, and said with a smile: "Little fool, isn't there just no hair, I asked Wei Xiang to prepare some recipes for hair growth for you, and it didn't take long for it to grow." ”

Jiaojiao's knees were numb by his pillow, and she moved uncomfortably. Don't open your eyes and just don't look at him, the corners of your mouth are tightly pursed, and you don't say a word. The hands are getting harder and harder, and the labor is Jiang He's thick branches and leaves, and the scalp pain that she pulls is also pulled. Hissing and snorting the cold air to rescue the handful of hair, a hungry tiger pounced on the person on the kang, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you want to murder your husband?" ”

The half-dry hair was not restrained, and the messy hair was scattered and Jiaojiao's head and face. She could feel the curvature of the thick black hair as it swept across her bald head......

Jiang He saw that she was stubborn and uncooperative, and his teeth were clenched, and he was tired and sweating profusely and didn't even eat that delicate and sweet little tongue. Some urgently pecked and kissed the red little mouth that had been eaten by himself, and gasped: "You little girl who hasn't grown any hair, but you dare to against your man......"

Speaking of 'the hair hasn't grown', Jiang He thought of the blood-pumping scene he saw when he stripped the little hot girl under him. Unexpectedly, this little girl on the tip of her heart not only has a face that charms a man's heart, but also gives birth to a bumpy body that kills him, and it is impossible to control it just by looking at it!

Thinking of the wonderful, the blood in my whole body began to swim downstream. His eyes were red, and he couldn't stand the snort.

It was time to go to bed, and Jiaojiao was only wearing loose and convenient silk clothes and pants, where could she beat this fan-like palm, and in a moment, it was like a shelled egg, slippery.

Jiang He's eyes were bloodshot, where else could he care. Between men and women, in addition to the serious round house, there are many other means to make a difference. Although he lacks practical experience, he has seen too many pig runs, and his theoretical knowledge is absolutely passable. In a few moments, Jiaojiao cried like a kitten cub with its tail in her mouth.

After messing around like this a few times in the past, Jiaojiao had already sunk into a dark and sweet sleep and was unconscious. Today, I was depressed and incomprehensible, and I was nodded by Jiang He during the day and slept deeply. At this time, with the sound of Jiang He's soothing heavy breathing, she had no sleep.

looked at Jiang He's lush and flamboyant black hair, grinding corn kernels and creaking small teeth.