Chapter Forty-Eight: The "Home" of Happiness

The four of them traveled in the mountains and rivers, walked and stopped, and the leisure was endless. Yang Liu will hold He Ping's hand for a while, and Shuzhen's hand for a while, and even holding Xiaolan's hand is not surprising. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, as if you are in a beautiful painting, which makes people forget to return.

A waterfall in one place, the scenery is different everywhere, and the heavy moisture in the air cleanses the heart and mind, refreshing people's hearts. After visiting the thousand-year-old Xiangu Temple, seeing the primitive tea plantations and quaint wineries, Yang Liu accompanied the three sisters to shed sweat and joy all the way.

After eating a local dinner, I bought a lot of fruit snacks before returning to the cottage.

After dinner, I drank some place to brew glutinous rice sweet wine, I was hot, and I climbed the mountains and waded through the water for a whole day, and as soon as I entered the door, He Ping pushed the willow to the shower room.

"Silly pig, go take a bath, I'll help you find clothes." He Ping cared about Yang Liu, and naturally called her nickname, and she was not afraid that Shuzhen and Xiaolan in front of her would hear the joke.

Shuzhen and Xiaolan, who were walking in front with things, looked at each other and smiled when they heard "hehe", Xiaolan turned around and teased He Ping and said: "It's all Xiaoping who knows how to hurt people, but it's a pity that no one hurts me." ”

He Ping had a big red face. "Sister Lan will laugh at me, we are all sweaty, I told him to take a bath first, so as not to wait for the place and we have no place to wash." He Ping's explanation is quite reasonable.

Everyone changed their clothes, sat down around the coffee table in the hall, took out all the dried meat and fruits, drank beer, and set up the dragon gate array. Yang Liu looked at the three goblins who were wearing various nightdresses and had angry figures, and the enchanting arc under the silk wrapping, he couldn't help but wonder about it. Half of the crispy breasts, two faint peanuts, and the deep and mysterious skirt, all of which made Yang Liu unable to calm down.

Looking at the embarrassed willow surrounded by soft fragrance, the three girls were contemptuous for a while, secretly amused, and their outstanding advantages were brought into full play intentionally or unintentionally.

The night shrouds the hut, a few lights in the distance appear and disappear, the lights in the house are dim, the TV in the hall is lively, a few people eat, drink, talk and laugh, a group of peaceful and warm, like a happy home.

"It's good that this is our home, happy and happy, free from the world, and I feel so happy." A woman who carries a plate of transnational business, the heavy burden on her shoulders, and the emotional depression of failure, have always overwhelmed her. A person in love, a home full of love, that is Shuzhen's extravagant hope, and she is deeply touched and moved.

"Yes, this cottage is our home, and we will have a good time." Xiaolan heard that "our home" also included her, and she could also have willows in this family, and there were willows and two excellent women who loved him, and she felt that this home would be happy.

"Well, Sister Zhen, don't worry, our family will be very happy." He Ping lives in this "home", she is full of longing and confidence in this "home". The concept of her home has long since been confined to this cottage.

Yang Liu looked at the somewhat sentimental emotions of the few of them, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, how good our family is, we can kiss as a family." ”

After that, he pouted, looking like a pig brother, and chirped to the mouths of the beauties, as if he really wanted to kiss the family, which caused the three girls to dodge and laugh non-stop.

"You just want to be a family, I agree with them." Xiaolan smiled while opening Yang Liu's pig's mouth.

"Hmph, you just want to." The two daughters of Shuzhen only now understood that there were other ambiguities in "one family", and they shouted at Yang Liu in unison.

The left and right are not people, Yang Liu couldn't resist it, and hurriedly laughed and begged for mercy.

"If you still want to be a family, aren't you afraid that the three of us will squeeze you dry?" Shuzhen raised her eyebrows, raised her hand, and wanted to pinch it viciously, the small sling was propped up, and the two balls in the vacuum inside were very upturned and suddenly appeared.

Yang Liu pretended to stretch her neck and probe, so frightened that Shuzhen retracted her hand and hugged her chest, and the other two laughed.

"Yang Liu, you want to be close to the family, I've been waiting for many years." Xiaolan looked at Shuzhen's embarrassed appearance, straightened up her great chest and leaned up, with a longing look.

He Ping looked at Xiao Lan's magnificent breasts, she also came up with peanuts, hugged Shuzhen and said, "Sister Lan, let's go up together, see if he kisses or not." The two of them shared the same hatred and attacked left and right.

Yang Liu looked at the two people who were alive and beautiful, pretending to have a lustful expression, and the two of them were unmoved, not retreating, but advancing. Just in time, Yang Liu hugged her hands inward, grabbed He Ping's thin waist with her right hand, and pressed Xiaolan down on her thigh with her left hand. He went up to He Ping's small mouth and blocked He Ping.

He Ping didn't try to kiss Yang Liu in public, staring at the two big eyes in horror, just struggling in Yang Liu's arms, with an innocent expression. Yang Liu kissed her, let go of He Ping, picked up Li Xiaolan who was lying on her lap, and quickly blocked her mouth. Xiaolan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and two hands climbed on Yang Liu's head, and in front of He Ping and Shuzhen, she responded to Yang Liu warmly with a short kiss. The kiss was so devoted and forgetful, and the two women next to him were stunned, and such a scene made them feel so impulsive and exciting.

The alcoholic effect of glutinous rice wine and beer, even Shuzhen, who has always been calm, was presumptuous, looking at the left and right sides of Yang Liu, and said "Husband, I want it too", walked in front of Yang Liu and knelt down to kiss him. The four heads are tightly squeezed together, one by one, like a small mouth waiting to be sucked, Yang Liu takes turns to swallow the four mouths, swallowing, entangled, and the fragrance is abnormal.

Several people have never experienced such a scene, panic, nervousness, eagerness, anticipation, excitement, all kinds of emotions, a little bit of shame, and more of a sense of excitement.

When Yang Liu kissed Xiaolan, looking at He Ping's ruddy little mouth, Shuzhen couldn't help but hug He Ping and kissed him. He Ping was accustomed to the faint smell of tobacco in the willows, and suddenly a slippery sweet and moist feeling filled her mouth, she opened her eyes and saw Shuzhen's face, she hurriedly pushed Shuzhen away in horror and stood up.

He Ping's reaction woke everyone up from the fragrant and ambiguous atmosphere, everyone stopped moving, you look at me and I look at yours, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous. "I'm going to sleep", He Ping walked into the room after speaking, Shuzhen was afraid that He Ping would be unhappy, so she hurriedly followed in; Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly hid in the room. A moment ago, the willow was still left and right, but now it is left alone, depressed and abnormally depressed.

Thinking about the absurdity just now, Yang Liu felt guilty, Shuzhen and Xiaolan are both people who have come over and can see it, He Ping is a yellow flower girl, in the past few days, she has accepted Shuzhen, and then to this extent, the span is indeed a bit big for her, and He Ping may not accept it. Thinking like this, Yang Liu got up to comfort He Ping.

He walked to the door of the room and listened attentively to the movement in the room, only to hear He Ping's "giggle" laughter from inside.

"Sister Zhen, stop scratching me, I surrender, I surrender!" He Ping begged for mercy with a smile.

"Xiaoping, you are in such a good figure and beautiful, no wonder that stupid pig likes you." Sook-jin seemed to stop moving, listening to the voice, the two of them were in the same bed.

"He loves you too, and I can't stop your enthusiasm. Ouch, Sister Zhen has a vacuum inside, hehe, look, it's so charming inside. He Ping screamed like a new world.

"Do you dare to laugh at me, I want to see ...... Hehe, I think you're pretty much the same, you have an extra pair of little panties than me. Shuzhen seemed to use force and touched He Ping.

"Oh, it's bad, it's bad. Our little pines are soaking wet. Shuzhen found that her hands were wet, so she didn't forget to make fun of He Ping.

"Okay, little bottle, you dare to sneak up on me!" Then there was another giggle.

"Sister Zhen is running water, my hands are wet." He Ping stopped laughing and screamed loudly.

"Do you want me to call the old man to come over and satisfy you?" He Ping teased Shuzhen.

"I don't want him, I just want you tonight. Haha......" Shuzhen didn't know what to use to block He Ping's mouth, and she couldn't hear the sound anymore.

After saying this, Yang Liu didn't hear that He Ping was unhappy, but he listened to it with boiling blood and high morale, and couldn't help knocking on the door: "Shuzhen, He Ping, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Shuzhen replied briefly, and then there was no sound, presumably Shuzhen's mouth was busy.

Yang Liu ate the closed door, his heart was stupid, and he turned his head to see Xiaolan holding his futon and looking at him with a smile on his face. Okay, there's finally a mermaid, look at you're still proud! Yang Liu turned around and grabbed Xiaolan with an arrow, threw down the futon, and carried her into her room.