Dou Zhenhai and Xiaoya pushed the cups to change the lamp, and at this time, someone was eavesdropping at the door, they were teapots and old bustards. As soon as Dou Zhenhai entered, the two stood outside, listening to the movement in the house.

"This was just a little song, and now it's a treasure again!" The big teapot was talking to itself with its ears against the door frame.

"yes, who's serving whom? But I think this master, not a mortal, can actually calm Xiaoya, a girl. The old bustard sighed.

"Thanks to your idea, let that poor scholar pretend to be a gentleman and deceive Xiaoya, which stabilized Xiaoya. Otherwise, Xiaoya, a rich man like this, wouldn't even look at it. The teapot gave the bustard a thumbs up.

"Everyone has weaknesses, Xiaoya is arrogant, but unfortunately she is an infatuated seed in her bones, the man she likes can sleep with him for free, if the man she doesn't look down on is piling a mountain of gold in front of her, she doesn't blink." The old bustard said confidently.

"Hey, by the way, the poor scholar has been getting more and more excessive, after deceiving Xiaoya, let me arrange other girls for him, and let the chicks of our herringbone department almost sleep through. This will be a dragon and a phoenix in the house next to the water house! ”

"It's okay, the money he cheated on Xiaoya will have to be discounted with us sooner or later." The old bustard said.

Dou Zhenhai has a good amount of alcohol, and Xiaoya is already crooked at this time, and her face is red. Seeing that the jug was out of wine, she got up and was about to go to get the wine, but she fell to the ground lightly drunk. Dou Zhenhai hurriedly went to help. He supported Xiaoya's head with one hand and hooked Xiaoya's feet with the other. I was infinitely proud in my heart, I couldn't imagine that such a big beauty could fall into the hands of a bad old man like herself, it's good to be rich.

"God is really unfair, the eunuchs of my family's era have not been greedy for a tael of silver since my grandfather's generation. But why did I end up in this field? People say that the predecessors accumulate virtue, and the descendants enjoy happiness, and my blessing is to play every day to please the man who steals fish. I relieved you, what can I do if I feel comfortable, but when I arrive, I still end up with a bitch who is ruthless and the drama is meaningless. Xiao Ya laughed maniacally.

Dou Zhenhai put Xiaoya on the bed, watching her tears cry and show off her makeup, tears flowing down like ink. That weak appearance is pitiful. Dou Zhenhai gently stroked Xiaoya's neck with his hand, what a beauty embryo, every inch of skin is just like what the poem says, condensed jade skin, smooth like a hard-boiled egg that has just peeled off the skin. Dou Zhenhai lowered his neck and gently sniffed the aroma on Xiaoya's body. Dou Zhenhai is an old bachelor, he doesn't know what is called virgin fragrance, of course Xiaoya is no longer a virgin, but even so, he dares to guarantee the ticket, there is no woman in this world who is as intoxicating as Xiaoya. At this time, even if Daji's sister and Xibao were all tied together to exchange with Xiaoya, Dou Zhenhai would not agree.

Dou Zhenhai raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, "The women in this city are white." As he spoke, he turned her over, her back was so clean and smooth, there was no unevenness at all, it was like a jade pillow, if she could lie on it for a night, she would ensure that she would sleep until dawn. Dou Zhenhai put his hand on Xiao Ya's back, and grabbed it lightly with both hands, but he didn't expect her bones to be so soft, just like the crispy pork bones he eats on weekdays, Dou Zhenhai just wanted to lean down to bite twice, Xiao Ya's slightly upturned jade buttocks came into his eyes again. People say that plump women have small crotch bones, but they didn't think that Xiaoya was as proud as she was up. The upturned jade buttocks tightly supported the shorts, the plump silhouette was three-dimensional and real, and a shallow groove in the center stimulated every cell in Dou Zhenhai's body. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer women with bound feet, but Xiaoya's feet still retain this traditional custom. The three-inch golden lotus is like the small feet of a newborn baby, Dou Zhenhai has never realized that he is so obsessed with women's small feet, better than slender jade fingers, better than cherry mouths, better than small waists. Dou Zhenhai gently held Xiao Ya's little feet, then pulled the footcloth away in a circle, his nose moved over and took a deep breath.

"Fuck, it stinks!" Dou Zhenhai gasped and took a few steps back. I kept fanning my hands, trying to make the air flow faster, so as to dispel the smell of rotten fish. "This is a foot, it's the same as salted fish, the taste is too jumpy."

Dou Zhenhai covered his mouth and watched Xiaoya lying on the bed obediently, his heart was unwilling, "Damn, it's come to this point, a little foot can still block me, fight." ”

Dou Zhenhai pounced on Xiao Ya's body again, and within a few seconds, the whole person bounced back, "My God, ah, no, no, the smell of the toilet is not here." As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Zhenhai felt a warm current in his stomach rush upward, and he quickly turned around and spit it into the bowl where he had just drunk. After a long time, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and spit out several puffs of smoke and dust into the air.

"Hey, feudal etiquette kills people. It's okay for a woman to follow three and four virtues, what kind of feet are wrapped. These scholars are really sick in the brain, or we poor people are comfortable, although women also have to work in the fields, but they don't have to suffer this kind of sin! Thankfully, I didn't marry that daughter, otherwise I would have divorced her. ”

Dou Zhenhai grabbed his neck, watching the sky slowly brighten, this night of spring is really rare, if you miss it, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life. He walked over to the dresser, dipped a towel in water and tied it to his face, and took a deep breath, "I can't smell anything this time." ”

Dou Zhenhai rushed towards Xiao Ya's jade collapse again, he turned over Xiao Ya's body, and was surprised to find that Xiao Ya's eyes were wide open on Xiao Ya's red fluttering little face. "Come on, ah, don't you just want to see this?" Xiao Ya pulled down the belly pocket on her body, and the two white rabbits slid out. She grabbed Dou Zhenhai's thigh, "Come on, master, bully the slave family, spoil the slave family, do you still want me to call." Yes... No, that's too perfunctory, ah. Profound... No, it's too fake, don't, don't, I'm dying of you bad thing. Xiao Ya shouted at Dou Zhenhai's coquettish waves.

In this way, Dou Zhenhai stood beside the bed in a daze, he was completely emotionless at the moment, and twisted his neck. Then put Xiao Ya's hand back in place and tied Xiao Ya's clothes belt. He brought a quilt and put it over her body, and put his two bare arms back in the quilt. And he himself sat next to the guqin, ripped off the towel on his face and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Dou Zhenhai, Dou Zhenhai, what can you do if you have money and become a high-class person? is not a villain who takes advantage of people's danger, what if such a woman sleeps, lingering all night, in the end it is just a spring dream, and from now on there will no longer be a woman who takes the initiative to snuggle in your arms, shush the cold and ask for warmth and communicate with you! Dou Zhenhai picked up the unfinished half of the cigarette on the table and smoked it again. He wants to have a home, and he doesn't have to be too beautiful to have a daughter-in-law, and he warms the bed every day before going to bed. He wanted to have a child, and when he was hot, he took a fan to fan himself. He wants to really go to the cross talk garden to do a job of digging the bottom of the matter, he wants to have a master who is willing to accept him, he doesn't want to be scolded as Haiqing, he doesn't want to be scolded as an empty man, and it is a blood empty man.

Thinking about it, sorrow came from it, knocking on the table with his hand, and humming an ancient poem in his mouth, "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes." The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. ”