In the dead of night, Teng Xiangling was already asleep, but Yan Murong was sitting on the windowsill, holding a blade of grass that he didn't know where to pull out of his mouth, looking at the colorful neon billboards on the street in a daze.

He didn't smoke - so he always used to think with a blade of grass in his mouth.

In fact, Yan Murong also wanted to learn to smoke, watching the old man hold a cigarette pouch every day, take a puff, and then spit out a puff of smoke, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle - at that time, Yan Murong, who was already fifteen years old, felt that this was very handsome, if he also smoked, he might be able to make the daughter of the village chief's family look at him-although the daughter of the village chief's family was twenty-five years old at that time, but I have to say that Yan Murong's stuffy ** was a standard royal sister.

Then, Yan Murong secretly found his partner Xiao Tie Hook and hooked out the cigarette pouch he put next to the pillow from the window when the old man was sleeping.

Later, he was discovered by the old man, who surprisingly did not punish him, but just took back the cigarette pouch and then warned him not to smoke in the future.

Yan Murong was very puzzled at the time, and asked the old man why-the old man thought for a long time, and then told him that smoking too much would turn into bacon.

Yan Murong was unconvinced and asked him why he hadn't turned into bacon.

The old man said solemnly. "Because I'm over sixty, I can't become bacon -- if you want to smoke, you won't have to wait until you're sixty."

So, the young Yan Murong believed the old man's words. It wasn't until he saw that other people were smoking when he went out to practice medicine with the old man for the first time that he realized that the shameless old man had deceived him for several years. Damn-the village chief's daughters are all married.

Because of this, Yan Murong didn't talk to the old man for several days.

It's just that the old man is strict, and Yan Murong usually can't get a penny, so he has cut off the idea of learning to smoke, and when he thinks or thinks about things, he is used to holding a blade of grass in his mouth.

"Hmm." Teng Xiangling suddenly hummed softly, as if he had some bad dream, and his brows were furrowed into a zigzag - as soon as he turned over, he raised his legs, and then he was kicked to the ground by her.

Yan Murong's gaze was immediately attracted.

A purple translucent nightdress, loosely worn on the slender and plump body. The hem of the nightdress had been rolled up to the position of her thighs because of her dishonesty, and the round thighs and slender and sturdy calves made Yan Murong swallow her saliva. It was the first time she had seen a woman dressed so little—not on TV, of course, and at the time of treatment.

The tall crisp breasts were like the leather balls that Yan Murong had played with when he was a child, and he wanted to pinch them twice when he looked at them-what surprised Yan Murong even more was that the delicate body under the purple translucent pajamas was actually wearing a red underwear.

"Goo"

Yan Murong couldn't help but swallow his saliva - he has known this woman for a long time, he usually looks at the clothes he wears, but he looks like this when he takes off his clothes, yes, Teng Xiangling is the type he likes.

Yan Murong secretly thought, fortunately, the village chief's daughter got married, otherwise she would definitely become a village girl now. I remember the last time I saw her was half a month before I went down the mountain - the family member of the civil servant I once had a crush on his head with a white towel on his head, leading two **-year-old children in his hands, and was about to go to work in the field, when he saw Yan Murong, he grinned shyly, revealing a row of big yellow teeth, and Yan Murong turned around and ran away.

At this moment, Teng Xiangling was sleeping honestly, and he didn't know that Miaoman's delicate body was being peeked at by Yan Murong, and he even seemed to feel uncomfortable in his posture, so he changed his posture again.

At this moment, the nightdress, which had already rolled up to her thighs, shrank up again, revealing the pale red panties.

"Would you like to take a closer look?" Yan Murong thought to herself. "Then let's take a closer look, just to see, anyway."

So, Yan Murong, a little virgin who was curious about women, turned over and got off the windowsill, walked to Teng Xiangling's bed like a thief, and began to look at Teng Xiangling with a curious face. When she saw the pair of full and upright mountains on her chest, she felt that the little Murong in her lower body was arrogant.

Yan Murong swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and his eyes couldn't move away at all - that size was like the small leather ball that his mother gave him on his fifth birthday, but he didn't know if there was any difference between the feel and the small leather ball.

Or do you want to touch it?

As soon as the hand was stretched out, it stopped again.

Isn't that right? Yan Murong thought, after all, people still have nothing to do with him, so it's not good.

"Touch it."

"You can't touch it, if you touch it, you're a hooligan."

In an instant, the two legendary villains appeared and began to confront Yan Murong's thoughts.

"You can't touch it, you're a gentleman, you're not a hooligan."

"Touch it, it's okay, touch it and you won't get pregnant."

"Resolutely don't touch, you're a man, you have to keep your promise."

"The promise is a fart, she said it was your woman, and it's okay to touch your own woman."

"Damn." Yan Murong leaned in his heart and shook his head before the two little guys stopped arguing.

"There's always going to be a solution"

So, Yan Murong took out a coin from his pocket that he had changed for the bus in the morning and thought. "Just throw this thing, the head will sleep, the word will touch, if the coin stands up - damn it, if you can throw the coin upright, then you can do whatever you want."

Then, Yan Murong tossed the coin high, and then, he stretched out two fingers and caught the falling coin - yes, it really stood up, it seems that this is destined by God, he is an ordinary man, he can't change God's decision without authorization, otherwise he will definitely be punished by God.

Yan Murong is a man of action, since he has decided, he has to take action.

So, Yan Murong cautiously squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and trembled and touched Teng Xiangling's chest.

Closer, closer—suddenly, Yan Murong's hand stopped.

He suddenly found that Teng Xiangling didn't know when he woke up, and was looking at him with a frosty face.

"I-I saw you kick the quilt off, I'm afraid you're freezing, and I'm trying to come over and cover you." Yan Murong rolled her eyes, and hurriedly picked up the quilt that Teng Xiangling kicked down from the ground and covered her.

"Do you think I believe it?" Teng Xiangling pulled the quilt and covered her wonderful body, and said coldly. "Are you stupid or am you stupid? It's summer and I'm going to be cold? ”

Yan Murong couldn't stand Teng Xiangling's eyes, and looked down at the floor, feeling weak in his heart.

"I think you'll believe it."

"Bang!"

A jade foot stretched out from the quilt and kicked Yan Murong in the face.

It turned out that this woman's feet were also fragrant.