Yang Liu sat on the kang with a red face, secretly smacking his tongue for his boldness last night. I don't know if this temptation teased Li Cong or put myself in. Yang Liu touched his hot cheeks, did he really like that black boy? Yang Liu thought about it seriously, and it didn't seem that there was anything that impressed her.

Yang Liu felt that she was a little stunned, and got up to go to the stove room to boil water to drink, but when she went out, she happened to see Li Cong sitting on a small bench with his back to her to repair tools. He didn't care about taking it in his mouth for a moment, and then resumed the work at hand. Thinking of the rough and awkward feeling that came from Li Cong holding his hand, Yang Liu suddenly felt that he should help him make a pair of gloves, not to make his skin smooth, at least not to continue to deteriorate. Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth twitched again, and after only a few days of being someone's daughter-in-law, she has the potential to be a good wife and mother.

However, Yang Liu didn't grind, and picked up a half-burned carbon strip from the stove, "Xianggong, you come in with me." ”

Li Cong didn't say a word, put down the work in his hand and entered the house with Yang Liu, Yang Liu had already put a large piece of linen cloth on the kang table, and when he saw Li Cong, he pressed his wrist and asked him to spread his five fingers on the linen, and used carbon strips along the periphery of his fingers to draw a little bigger.

"Lady, are you painting?"

Yang Liu didn't look up, and replied seriously: "Well, abstract painting." ”

In Li Cong's eyes, painting is a profound thing, and only talented people can draw it. He didn't know what abstract painting was, and he was afraid that asking would make Yang Liu look down on him, so he stopped asking. Yang Liu painted very seriously, but he always felt strange in his heart, he watched people paint flowers and birds, painted people, painted landscapes, and never saw anyone paint a palm. However, he is still very happy to be able to use his own palm to help the lady paint, at least the first thing the lady thinks of when she paints.

"Alright." Yang Liu patted his hand, motioned him to let go, picked up the sackcloth, admired it with satisfaction, and compared his hand again, and smiled: "In this comparison, my hands are much smaller than you." ”

That's why I'm holding you firmly. Li Cong smiled, but Yang Liu looked at him a little confused, this fool often laughed inexplicably, she didn't say anything funny, could it be that her natural laughter was too low? Yang Liu shook his head, and lowered his head to draw his hand next to Li Cong's hand, Li Cong watched from the side, and inexplicably felt full of heart, and hurriedly said: "Lady, let's frame this painting." ”

Yang Liu looked at him strangely, looking at Li Cong's heart, could it be that he said something wrong? Finally, Yang Liu snorted and laughed: "You are still serious, how can anyone draw this, this is a painting." ”

"What are you doing with that painting instead of that?" Li Cong was a little baffled.

"I'm useful." Yang Liu folded up the linen cloth and put it away, and let him go and get busy.

Li Cong didn't move, and paused for a while before saying, "Then lady, can you give me this painting after you use it?" ”

When the time comes, it will be gone, how can there be left? Yang Liu just wanted to reply to him like this, but he felt curious in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "What do you want it for?" ”

"I'm also useful." Li Cong is now learning and selling, and he will deal with the willow if he takes the willow.

Yang Liu was speechless, picked up another piece of linen, copied the two handprints, and handed over the one he had just drawn for him to keep.

Li Cong didn't answer, and shook his head: "I want the piece just now." ”

Yang Liu's eyelids jumped fiercely, I also met your requirements, and you drew them all for you, and you still picked and choose, trying to find scolding. She wanted to use that piece of cloth to sew a glove out, so she picked a big one, and when she drew Li Cong's hand, she also leaned on one side, and she could cut it directly after painting. The one drawn in the back is much smaller, only worthy of the shape of the hands of the two people.

Not only that, but also the big one, Yang Liu's heart was like a cat scratching, and his curiosity was even heavier. Carrying the big piece behind him: "If you don't tell me what you want to do, I won't give it to you." ”

Li Cong scratched the back of his head, and saw that Yang Liu was about to break the casserole and ask the end, his face was anxious, but he refused to say why. Seeing Yang Liu smiling like a ghost, he stretched out his hand to grab it.

How do you know that Li Cong still has a robber personality who wants to rob him if he can't say it, Yang Liu was stunned for half a second, and then used his hands and feet together, dancing wildly, just not letting Li Cong get close. In the panic, I didn't know where to kick, but I only heard Li Cong ouch.

Oops, Yang Liu straightened up, only to see Li Cong squatting and hugging him, and he didn't know where he was kicked, and he was still humming in pain. It's so painful, Nima, didn't it kick to the root of your life. Playing big, Yang Liu leaned forward and planned to get off the kang, but he felt that his voice was trembling when he said it: "Li Cong, are you okay?" ”

Before Yang Liu stretched out his legs to get off the kang, a black shadow had already pounced on Yang Liu, his right hand protected the back of Yang Liu's head, and his left hand quickly grabbed Yang Liu's waist on the kang, and then there was a crisp sound, which was the sound of Li Cong's kneecap touching the edge of the kang, and at the same time, the corners of Li Cong's mouth twitched, and he fell on the kang with Yang Liu.

Yang Liu looked at Li Cong blankly, and pressed her knees against the edge of the kang, the speed at which she leaned back would slow down, and people were not easy to get hurt, but how could his knees stand it? Fool. She has a quilt behind her, and it doesn't hurt even if she falls.

The door was suddenly pushed open by Yu, and seeing the two hugging each other, Yu habitually said "yo", and while blocking the view with his sleeves, he stepped back, "I didn't see anything, you continue, continue." ”

When he retreated into the corridor, Yu closed the door, tilted his head, and spat on the ground: "Phew, what is it?!" "Prostitution during the day, Yang Liu has never seen a man in eight lifetimes, I'm really not ashamed.

Li Cong and Yang Liu didn't move. Seeing that Yang Liu didn't speak, Li Cong thought she was scared stupid, so he stretched out a hand and shook it in front of Yang Liu's eyes, "Lady, you, are you okay?" ”

He just deliberately made a trick just now, so that Yang Liu mistakenly thought that he had kicked somewhere. And Yang Liu was only joking, and he didn't dare to exert much strength at all, just for fear of kicking some parts that were easy to hurt in a panic. In fact, Yang Liu's kick just now was Li Cong's little arm, but Li Cong made a mistake and sighed, and grabbed the big linen cloth in his hand when Yang Liu was distracted, but he didn't expect to use too much force, and he almost fell on Yang Liu, he had to protect her, and the two fell on the kang at the same time.

Now he put one hand around her waist and the other on the back of her head, and the two of them were face to face, almost touching their lips together. There was a faint fragrance on Yang Liu's body, but he was fascinated by Meng Lang and took a few sips. The hand that was originally holding Yang Liu's waist also moved to Yang Liu's back unconsciously, rubbing back and forth through the thin fabric. The beloved was lying under him, Li Cong felt that his lower body was swollen violently, and his body rubbed unconsciously, he felt that his mouth was a little dry, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and his voice was a little dry and called out to the lady, but his eyes fell on the red lips that could be reached by lowering his head.

Just yesterday, he kissed again, and it was so soft and sweet

Seeing Yang Liu's reaction, Li Cong was a little sober, could it be that he really fell somewhere? The original high desire also disappeared quickly, and the unruly hand was shaken in front of Yang Liu, with a little anxiety on his face: "Lady, lady." ”

"You fool." Yang Liu came back to his senses, pushed him away, sat up, pointed at Li Cong and shouted, "You don't want your own legs." ”

Although Yang Liu was angry, he still used skill, but it was Li Cong who took the initiative to let go of his hand, otherwise he would have been pushed away so easily as a big man. Li Cong bent his knees sideways, raised his legs and jumped, proving to Yang Liu that he was fine: "Look at it, it's okay, it's all right." ”

Anyway, if you raise your feet and go out, if you wait any longer, your embarrassment will be seen, is it really the reason why spring has arrived? As long as the lady makes a casual little move, he can be enthusiastic for a long time.

That crisp sound, what else can happen? It must be machismo thinking. Yang Liu stopped him, gave him a strange look, kicked on his shoes and walked up to him, squatting down to roll up his trousers.

"Lady." Li Cong's voice was trembling, the willow rolled up his trousers, his little hands touched his calves from time to time, the warm and slippery skin gently scratched his heart like a feather, he suddenly felt a little soft feet, and he could barely keep his upright by leaning on the dresser behind him. He glanced at Yang Liu, this glance almost didn't leave a nosebleed, looking down from where he was standing, he could just see that Yang Liu's neckline was slightly open after squatting, revealing a half snow-white circle and a deep groove, with Yang Liu's movements trembling Li Cong's heart also trembled, and hurriedly turned his head not to look, but he felt that his lower body was even more swollen, and he couldn't help but hiss in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Liu raised her head, with a puzzled face, just for fear of hurting him, her movements were already very slow and light.

"Nope." Li Cong quickly blocked in front of his lower body with one hand, and half-covered his mouth with the other hand for fear that he would call out again, and replied briefly. It is true that her knees do not hurt, but she doesn't know that it is her slow and light movements that make people more painful.

So you have to be so miserable? It almost made me dare not do it again. Yang Liu glanced at Li Cong a little inexplicably, and continued the movements in his hands.

Fortunately, Yang Liu had already pulled his trousers to his knees, Li Cong was sweating and panting, and his hands were propped up on the dresser, so he finally didn't have to be tortured so much. Yang Liu was concentrating on checking Li Cong's injury, because the skin was too dark, and it really took some effort to see if it was red and swollen, but when she heard Li Cong's anxious panting, she was not calm, Nima, she really didn't start hard, okay? She knew that some injuries didn't hurt at the time, and it would take a while to have a hot pain, even if you really hurt, you have to show your manliness, okay?

The world was silent for two seconds, and then the male and female mixture "Ah-" was heard.

Outside the house, a passing bird flew over with a quick flapping of its wings.

(Note: Am I a little colored?) Is there a tip? Yo hehehehehe)