Chapter 043: The Matter of Shooting

Chapter 043: The Matter of Shooting

"Oops...... Liu Meng comforted his brother "Little Liu Meng" who had just suffered a heavy blow with a bitter face, although Liu Meng is a tough guy, but that Dongdong is the most vulnerable place for men, not to mention tough guys, even iron men have to be soft in seconds, not to mention that Cheng Jingmei suddenly struck when she was defenseless, and she didn't give the whole Yiรกng impotence or anything.

"You...... Are you alright? Don't scare me, huh? Cheng Jingmei saw that Liu Meng's painful expression didn't look like a pretend, and she was busy and concerned.

"You are really ruthless Sister Mei, you are not only trying to make our old Liu family extinct, but also ruining your own sexual happiness in the next life!" Liu Meng teased with a sad face.

"you, I'...... Happiness and ...... for the rest of my life What does it have to do with your ugly Dongdong......" Cheng Jingmei spat with a red face, but still took the initiative to admit her mistake: "I...... I really didn't mean to be a fierce man......"

"It doesn't matter whether it's intentional or intentional anymore, the important thing is that it doesn't seem to be hard......" Liu Meng suddenly played with joy and pointed to his lower body pitifully.

"Huh? You...... Don't scare me, Mengzi? Cheng Jingmei really thought that Liu Meng was wilting and tears were about to come out: "You...... You didn't hit the ...... very often before Handjob? I didn't make much effort......"

"Poof......" Liu Meng almost burst out laughing, and asked forcefully: "No...... Who told you that I often jerk off Sister Mei? โ€

"You...... What did you say to the tiger baby on the way here...... Handjob is not ...... Isn't it just to catch that ugly thing...... "Cheng Jingmei has heard her best friend say before, what does a man's handjob seem to be called-pipe, isn't it just a stroke, can it be so serious?"

"I'm talking about occasionally!"

"Occasionally, I also say that I have been beaten!"

No way! Liu Meng greeted Cheng Jingmei's seemingly innocent and ambiguous eyes, how could a dignified old man be teased by a woman, so Liu Meng smiled and nodded: "Yes, I have fought, but I didn't shoot this gun, what is it in your little head all day long, Sister Mei, no wonder you keep flattering me when the tiger baby asks me, so that's ......"

"You...... Just pretend to be you, big badass, huh! Cheng Jingmei is still a woman no matter how she can let go, and she is also a lady, she was so ashamed that Liu Meng said this, and even her little earlobes were red, and she secretly scolded herself in her heart for being shameless, how could she discuss such a shameful problem with this stinky man.

"Hehe, to be honest, I really haven't shot this gun." Liu Meng stared at Cheng Jingmei's seductive face, and suddenly "asked for advice" with a thirst for knowledge: "Hey, isn't it cool to handjob, Sister Mei?" โ€

"I ...... How do I know, I haven't hit ...... again"

"That's right, so do you want to try it out?" Liu Meng smiled evilly and seduced, and pointed to his lower body as he spoke: "I'll lend you the gun, so that you can also get ......addicted to it."

"Ah...... You...... Die, you big pervert! Cheng Jingmei raised her hand shyly and wanted to hit Liu Meng's lower body, but she was afraid that it would be broken, so she gently slapped a pink fist on Liu Meng's strong shoulder.

Liu Meng saw the lure and was defeated. sighed and changed the struggle strategy and used a killer move: "Hey, maybe you really caught Sister Mei just now, why don't I feel it at all......"

"Really...... It's true? Cheng Jingmei thought that Liu Meng was fooling her, and her beautiful big eyes looked at Liu Meng without blinking, but she didn't find any flaws.

"Hmm......" Liu Meng shook his head helplessly and frustratedly: "Forget it, I don't blame you Sister Mei......"

"That'...... How can that work, let's go to the hospital, Mengzi? Let's go, let's go now, go to the hospital for a good check-up, it will be fine......" Cheng Jingmei was about to cry with self-blame, and she was about to go out with Liu Meng in her arms.

"Uh......" Liu Meng didn't move, but looked at Cheng Jingmei with a sigh: "...... In fact, there is no need to be so troublesome Sister Mei...... Now there's a way to check if it's broken......"

"What's the solution?" Cheng Jingmei couldn't wait to ask.

"This requires your cooperation, as long as you stimulate it again and see if it reacts, you know Sister Mei." Liu Meng looked at Cheng Jingmei with longing in his eyes, and suddenly lowered his head again: "Hey, but I know you are reluctant, I don't ...... reluctantly"

"You...... Didn't you ask me to give you a handjob! Cheng Jingmei finally understood what Liu Meng was talking about, turned around a long time and returned to the topic of handjob, and glanced at Liu Meng angrily.

"Not really." Liu Meng nodded lonely, and then asked, "Otherwise, what can you do?" โ€

"I ......" Cheng Jingmei was speechless when asked by Liu Meng, blushing and lowering her head, constantly fighting with thoughts: Why don't you give this big villain a shot, it's all caused by you, and suddenly another voice sounded, you can't give this stinky wolf, you are a lady......

"Hey, sleep Sister Mei, JJ is just a scar the size of a bowl, the ancient eunuchs don't live the same, I don't believe that I, Liu Meng, is not even as good as a eunuch!" Liu Meng was a little unbearable when he saw Cheng Jingmei's entangled and embarrassed little appearance, and lay on the bed with a sigh.

"Cut, it's a big scar, you think you're a Big Mac!" Cheng Jingmei, who finally made up her mind, glanced at Liu Meng shyly and timidly, reached out to untie Liu Meng's belt, and then leaned her little head over.

"Gah?" Liu Meng, who didn't have much hope, didn't expect Cheng Jingmei to be so "fierce" all of a sudden, and before he had time to be surprised, he suddenly felt a burst of comfort from his lower body, and couldn't help but shout: "Hiss...... Hurry up Sister Mei......"

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Half an hour later, Cheng Jingmei's hair was messy and lying in Liu Meng's arms, the corners of her sexy little mouth were lightly raised, her pretty face was blushing, and she was panting, very seductive, and she raised her hand to meet Liu Meng's evil smile and slapped her hand weakly and said: "You big villain, this time you are satisfied, hum!" โ€

"Hehe, it looks like my gun is still fierce!" Liu Meng said and kissed Cheng Jingmei's fair and red face.

"You...... You still say...... Big Baddies...... Ignore you again......" Cheng Jingmei shyly buried her head in Liu Meng's arms and sprinkled coquettishly, fully proving through her actual actions that Liu Meng really didn't have any problems.

"Thank you, Sister Mei." Liu Meng suddenly put away the evil smile on his face, gently pulled the hair scattered on his forehead for Cheng Jingmei, and looked at him affectionately, he had a very strong feeling in his dark that the gentle woman in front of him was the incarnation of his first girlfriend Tang Xueying.

"Thank me for what?" Cheng Jingmei felt Liu Meng's affection, and her heart instantly warmed.

"It's nothing ......" Liu Meng shook his head, and then said seriously: "Be my woman, Sister Mei, I Liu Meng promise, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, love you, and not let you suffer the slightest grievance, unless I die......"

"Don't ......" Cheng Jingmei hurriedly reached out to cover Liu Meng's mouth, and nodded heavily with tears in her moved eyes: "I believe it...... I believe you, don't swear, we all have to live well......"

"Yes, we're all alive." Liu Meng hugged Cheng Jingmei tightly in his arms, feeling the down-to-earth gentleness, he had experienced too much life and death in his five-year fighting career, and he was even numb, but at this time Cheng Jingmei gave him that long-lost serenity.

Cheng Jingmei, who hugged Liu Meng tightly, had a happy smile on her face, and the tears that had been rolling in her eyes could no longer suppress the white and beautiful cheeks, and her hazy tears revealed a touch of helpless sadness, which seemed to be confused about the future......

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Qin Huwa's little guy pestered Liu Meng and his grandfather to compare marksmanship, after last night's incident, Cheng Jingmei had a conditioned reflex, as long as she heard the word "gun", her little face would involuntarily blush with shame, and she quietly reached out and twisted it on Liu Meng's waist.

"Hiss......" Liu Meng couldn't help but gasp, at this time Cheng Jingmei felt that her hand was a little heavy, and she glanced at Liu Meng and gently rubbed it for Liu Meng.

While speaking, Qin Huwa had already taken his grandfather's double-barreled shotgun from the house, Liu Meng's eyes lit up, and after taking it, he couldn't put it down and looked at it: "I thought your old gun was a native gun, but I didn't expect it to be fired five times in a row, isn't the country banning guns now Grandpa?" โ€

"Our village turned out to be a mountain, no one cares about this matter at all, but in the past two years, the mountain road to the county seat has been repaired, and the above inspection is also strict, the village party secretary has been collecting guns, but none of them have been confiscated, in fact, there are few guns in the village, except for my one, the others are some homemade earthen guns, go up the mountain to shoot some pheasants and rabbits or something, there is no threat......" Old man Qin saw that Liu Meng was also a person who knew guns, and gradually talked more.

Liu Meng suddenly noticed the inscription at the bottom of the receiver, with the "tiger head" mark on the top, the model PH12-1 in the middle, and the English spelling of "Chongqing, China" where the production plant is located below, and looked at the old man Qin excitedly: "Grandpa, your gun is still the tiger head brand?!" โ€

"Oh? Do you know? Old Man Qin's eyes also lit up, he didn't expect that this young man in his twenties in front of him would recognize a shotgun that made him more than 20 years older.

"Hmm." Liu Meng nodded, and said eloquently: "This gun is a famous brand shotgun in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and it can be said that it is the leading brand of hunting rifles in that era, but unfortunately now the 'Tiger Head brand' has been discontinued, and I also saw a collection of him at a friend's place a few years ago, but I didn't expect you to have it here." โ€

"Hehe, this is a ...... given to me by an old comrade-in-arms of mine forty years ago" Old Man Qin said and looked up into the distance, as if he was sighing that time was passing, it had been forty years in the blink of an eye, and he seemed to miss his friend again.

Liu Meng couldn't bear to interrupt the old man's thoughts, just played with the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, took the 12 mm caliber five-shot shotgun bullet from Qin Huwa's hand, skillfully loaded and pulled the bolt, and stroked the smooth and shiny body of the gun with affection, and sighed with emotion: "It's really a good gun......"