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Seeing this, Xiang couldn't help but be angry, so he shouted so loudly that a small bird not far away didn't know what was happening, and flew away in a daze.

However, Lao Si still kept stroking on Xiang's body, almost touching her whole body, making Xiang both scared and happy.

Long Wabo was sleeping in the house, and when he heard such a sound outside, he couldn't sleep, thinking that the people had been robbed, and they didn't have time to put on their clothes, so he went out of the house and opened the door.

If you don't look at it, it's enough, and when you look at it, he almost faints. Long Wabo saw Lao Si lying on Xiang's body, kissing and laughing softly. Long Wabo was so angry that he stepped forward, and without saying a word, he took it down and hit him on the head of Lao Si, causing his head to bleed uncontrollably.

The guy burst into tears, running into his house and shouting the names of his parents.

At this time, Yuehuabo heard it, so he came out of his door and asked loudly what was wrong.

"Uncle Long Wa hit me!" The guy kept saying this while crying.

"Why did the dragon baby hit you?!" Yuehuabo asked Lao Fourth very angrily.

At this time, Lao Si was silent, lowered his head, and stood in front of the door of his old adobe house and wept, and at one point, he also made a small bird not far away cry.

Yuehuabo shouted loudly as he walked to Long Wabo's place, and slapped and beat on the beautiful door of Long Wabo's house, which made Long Wabo and his wife who were arguing in the house even more angry, and the quarrel became more fierce, almost destroying the house.

"Dragon baby, come out!" Yuehuabo kept yelling at the door, almost kicking the door.

"Which?!" Long Wabo couldn't get angry, but he heard someone knocking on his door, and he paid it back, and scolded his mother loudly inside, "My day your old mother!" ”

"Day your own old mother!" Yuehuabo stood outside and scolded unrelentingly.

Inside, Long Wabo was silent, and after a while, he opened the door of the house, walked out, and saw Yuehuabo, and couldn't help but be stunned there.

"Why did you hit me?! I've gnawed your bones?! Yuehuabo kept scolding at Long Wabo like this, and his saliva sprayed wildly, and it actually splashed on Long Wabo's face, so that Long Wabo almost drowned there.

At this time, Xiang also walked out.

"You took advantage of the fact that I was tied to that tree, and you groped around my body, almost touching my body without wearing anything, and what should I do in the future?" Xiang whispered and cried.

Seeing this, Yuehuabo didn't say anything and quietly slipped back to his house.

After a while, Yuehuabo tied Lao Si in front of Long Wabo, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and told Long Wabo to kill Lao Si. However, Long Wabo didn't say anything, and after saying a few unpleasant words, he closed his door and fell asleep.

The night was quiet again.

A pale moon came out of the depths of the clouds, and sprinkled its light, on the river, on the trees, and danced in the wind, like a fairy, like a poem, like a lover's eyes.

Long Wabo lay on his little bed, but he couldn't sleep anyway, looking at the moonlight outside the door, I don't know why, my heart was quite uncomfortable, but I don't know why.

He glanced at the woman lying beside him, and couldn't help but feel disgusted, but it was difficult to say, after all, she couldn't be blamed for this incident. He himself has a responsibility. He couldn't sleep. If this news gets out, then where will his face go? How will you mix in Stone Village in the future? What do people think when they find out about this? Do you think that you are a coward, so that everyone will bully him? He lay on the dilapidated little bed, thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he closed his eyes, didn't want to, wanted to sleep.

But, in any case, he could not sleep, so he had to keep his eyes open, in the pale moonlight, thinking, thinking incessantly.

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