At dinner, in order to thank Liu Yongan, many villagers specially sent several jars of home-brewed rice wine, which were specially accompanied by Lao Lizheng and Baojia. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Wang Jing sat alone in the room studying the chess game, and she was confident that she would be able to win against Liu Yongan tomorrow.

The next day, when Wang Jing faced Liu Yongan, she smiled a lot more than yesterday.

The two of them chatted casually, and Wang Jing couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, should we continue to play the chessboard that we didn't finish playing yesterday?" ”

Liu Yongan laughed and said: "If you go down again, you will definitely lose, if I ask for something, won't you suffer a big loss?" ”

Don't you know that the proud army will be defeated?

The more he spoke like this, the more Wang Jing was secretly happy, "I will do whatever my brother asks me to do if I lose, and I will never regret it!" ”

Liu Yongan: "Don't be fooled by then." ”

Wang Jing: "That's natural, and I'm sure you're the same brother, right?" ”

Liu Yongan nodded: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

The two finished the endgame, and Liu Yongan really lost.

Wang Jing smiled like a cat stealing fish, "Now it's time for me to make a request." ”

Liu Yongan said: "Please speak." ”

Wang Jing took out a note that had already been written and handed it to him.

Liu Yongan opened it and took a look, and wrote: On a certain day, a certain month, Liu Yongan was defeated by Wang Jing once, and swore that he would not have sex with him within a month.

"I thought my sister had something to ask for, it turned out to be such a trivial matter, okay, my brother promised you." Liu Yongan said neatly.

Wang Jing said in his heart: He promised so simply, did he still want to go back on his word?

But since she dared to bring it up, there must be a countermeasure. I saw her slowly pull out the vermilion from under the low table of the carriage as if unintentionally, "Brother agreed, then press the handprint." ”

"How can there be such a thing written down in black and white, so that people can see how bad it is?" Liu Yongan refused.

"If anyone else sees it, I'll definitely keep it well." Wang Jing said with a smile.

Liu Yongan said: "Since you are so insistent, I will follow you." After saying that, he really pressed his handprint, and sat there playing chess by himself.

Seeing him like this, Wang Jing raised her chin proudly.

At noon, everyone just ate a bowl of noodles in a small shop on the side of the road, and continued to hurry, if there is no accident, they will arrive in Luzhou in the evening, and it will be much more convenient to eat and live at that time.

Wang Jing has the habit of taking a nap every afternoon, and after getting in the car, she occupies the short table with peace of mind.

Liu Yongan stubbornly moved her to his lap.

"It's so hot." Wang Jing pouted.

"It's hot, are you wearing too much, I'll help you see." He said that his hands were also starting to be dishonest.

Wang Jing slapped his hand away and smiled proudly: "You only pressed your handprint in the morning, how can you speak so quickly?" ”

Liu Yongan said: "It's not a foul, right?" ”

Wang Jing wanted to struggle down, but the disparity between the strength of the two was too great to be able to do so. She couldn't help but touch her forehead secretly: I forgot that this person is not a gentleman himself.

She watched Liu Yongan, the villain, put his claws into her collar, and Wang Jing's legs couldn't help but tremble.

But it's in a carriage after all! If someone finds out, will she still live?

Wang Jing struggled silently, and she didn't know where she had touched it, and her embroidered shoes embroidered with red peonies actually left her feet.

Because the weather was still a little hot, Wang Jing only wore a pair of Luo socks woven of fine yarn, a pair of white and crystal little feet, wanting to cover the uncovered and unexposed curled there, so that Liu Yongan suddenly thought of their silky satin-like smooth and soft touch, and he couldn't care about anything else, just held her jade feet, pulled the Luo socks, and played with them carefully.

Her ankles were slender, her feet were jade, her toes were as smooth as pearls, and her nails were as beautiful as pink petals.

The more Liu Yongan looked at it, the more he loved it, and he couldn't help but kiss the back of the foot reverently.

Wang Jing's spirit was relaxed, her hands and feet were weak, and she leaned on him softly.

His hand slowly moved up his ankle, easily ripping off her little Nene and moving her long skirt to her waist.

Wang Jing quickly realized that she was wrong and began to struggle.

However, Liu Yongan's arm was like an iron arm, so that she couldn't move at all. Fatally, every time she moved, she would come across something hot and erect. What made her even more surprised was that she didn't know when they had started to meet in person.

The road outside was very bumpy, the carriage suddenly bumped, and with the bumps of the carriage, Liu Yongan's body couldn't help but jerk up, and Wang Jing couldn't help but exclaim......

She reacted and covered her mouth again.

"You can't blame me for this, it's all because the road is not good." Liu Yongan's voice whispered in her ear hoarsely.

"You...... You don't talk ......," Wang Jing accused, but the voice sounded like a soft begging.

"Look, I didn't do anything." Liu Yongan said with a happy face, and as he spoke, the carriage began to bump again.

Wang Jing's movement is not, nor is it moving.

At this point, she can only ask for more blessings, hoping that the mountain road will not be so uneven.

Liu Yongan ignored her, holding her waist with one hand, but continued to play with the pink jade feet with the other, pinching the soles of her feet, and when she was about to exclaim, she swallowed all the sound into her mouth, and drew the juice and jade syrup from her mouth.

Most of the time before, he swallowed dates and opened and closed a lot, but now he is delicate and warm, and it can almost kill people......

Wang Jing inexplicably felt a burst of emptiness, and her whole person trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind, but Liu Yongan was still playing with her crystal lovely jade feet.

Her whole body was soft, her hands couldn't help but clasp tightly on the edge of the car, but her body softened inch by inch uncontrollably...... Just as the carriage was up and down again, jolting so badly that she still wanted to make a final struggle, and she writhed uneasily.

The mountain road became more and more rugged, and the carriage seemed to be able to lift people up, and no matter how much Wang Jing struggled, she could only go up and down with the shaking of the carriage......

Fortunately, when they arrived in Luzhou, it was already dark.

The temperature during the autumn day is fine, but it will inevitably be a little cool at night, so you can add clothes outside.

The inn is as light as a bean.

In order to attract customers, the shopkeeper specially invited a team to sing a small barbarian drama to set up a stage opposite the inn, and the singing was very lively.

The cuckoos were already so hungry that their hearts were close to their backs, but fortunately no one noticed her strangeness.

At dinner, Liu Yongan ordered red crispy buns of river crucian carp, Xiaoyao chicken, braised civet cat, sauce meat, stuffed meat with tiger skin and sharp peppers, vegetarian fried shredded fish, and oil tea soup. They live in a century-old inn, and the dishes are very authentic, and they want to swallow their tongues after eating.

After eating, the cuckoo came back with a small basket of pomegranates and cut one for Wang Jing to see.

The skin of the pomegranate is smooth and bright, the seeds are red and purple, and the sparkling is more dazzling than agate.

Wang Jing tasted a few, the pomegranate seeds were sweet and sour, juicy, and very delicious.

However, Liu Yongan said: "It turns out that Jingjing likes pomegranates, and I like it very much." The pomegranate symbolizes many children, and he is talking and staring at her belly.

Wang Jing had to pretend not to understand and laugh stupidly.

When I went to bed at night, I pinched the note that Liu Yongan had pressed his handprint in his hand, and secretly swore to himself: In the next month, I will never let you succeed no matter what! (To be continued.) )