Chapter 242 The staircase is narrow, where is my hand?

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Li Fuyao returned to Wang Po Teahouse, it was past dinner time, and Wang Po asked in surprise: "Little brother, have you found a job?" ā€

Li Fuyao nodded, "Be a small servant in the account room of the big officials of the West Gate." ā€

Mrs. Wang was happy and very happy, "I'll just say, the little brother is full of poetry and books, and it's not easy to be a scholar, if you follow me, the little brother can go to the Zhao family to be a teacher, maybe he can use the Zhao family to enter the official career." ā€

I am happy because the subsequent rent is stable.

Li Fu shook his smile and said nothing.

Wang Po slapped her head suddenly, "Little brother, you haven't had dinner yet, I thought you would eat in the restaurant, so I ordered some noodles by myself first, or I'll give you another bowl?" ā€

Li Fuyao nodded, "I'm tired." ā€

Unexpectedly, Wu Dalang suddenly appeared at the door, "Little brother, have you had dinner, my lady said, if you don't dislike it, why don't you come over and eat together, I was very drunk in the afternoon, I just woke up, and I was about to eat." ā€

Li Fuyao was stunned, Pan Jinlian invited herself to dinner?

This......

How do you feel a little bit of the treatment of Second Brother Wu?

I want to see what kind of idea Pan Jinlian played, she simply wanted to hook up with herself, or she was a traverser, and she began to plan to leave the troubled waters of Qinghe.

So he smiled at the honest Wu Dalang: "That's bothering." ā€

Come to the backyard of the biscuit shop next door.

In fact, Wu Dalang's family conditions are good, he has his own house in Qinghe County, two entrances before and after, and a huge backyard, Pan Jinlian is in charge of housework, the house is clean and clean, and there is a warm feeling of hostess everywhere.

If it weren't for the water-based poplar, this woman would really be a good wife...... Sexy and charming, she cooks good dishes, can play the piano and is a female celebrity, she is simply the standard version of the housekeeper.

The side dishes are still steaming.

Pan Jinlian was wearing a pink dress, and handed the chopsticks to Li Fuyao with a smile like a flower, "Please." ā€

Li Fuyao smiled and thanked him.

The three sat down.

Pan Jinlian suddenly said, "Da Lang, do you want to have a few drinks?" ā€

Wu Dalang looked at Li Fuyao when he heard this, "How many glasses will the little brother drink?" ā€

Li Fuyao groaned for a while, and spit out the truth after drinking, if this couple really has a traverser, they might as well drink some wine, maybe they will relax their psychology and reveal some flaws in the traverser......

So he smiled and said, "It's a long night, it's good to drink some wine." ā€

Wu Dalang laughed, "The little brother is refreshing, there is no sour taste of a reader!" Then he got up and went to look for the wine jar.

Li Fuyao laughed.

Pan Jinlian smiled and glanced at Li Fuyao, there was a deep meaning hidden in her eyes that Li Fuyao couldn't understand, she got up and went to the kitchen to find a wine cup, Li Fuyao gasped.

Pan Jinlian's figure ......

It's devilish!

The willow waist is only twisted, as if it will be broken if it is broken with force.

The beautiful buttocks are a little wider.

And there's meat.

Even if it is covered by a long skirt, you can see a very clear outline, as round as the peach watermelon.

The long skirt is light gauze...... It's too transparent!

Through the light gauze long skirt, you can also faintly see the thighs, the gap between the legs is only a finger wide, incomparably slender and round, this waist, this hip, this leg, almost comparable to the imperial lady Fengyue of the Western Zhou Palace.

Especially when I get up and walk, I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, and I twist it up, as if a song is ringing in my ears.

Come on, be happy, there's a lot of time anyway......

A fragrant breeze blows in the face.

Li Fuyao is no stranger to this, this is the natural meat fragrance of a beautiful woman, refreshing but not rich.

Suddenly, some hearts swayed......

Fox spirit, I really can't stand it, if Pan Jinlian really hooks up with herself, can she still sit still?

Li Fuyao was seriously skeptical.

It's not that I don't have enough discipline, but the enemy army is too strong.

After a while, Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian returned to the table, the glass was full, Li Fu looked at Pan Jinlian with a smile, "Sister-in-law, if you want to drink one or two glasses, wine is a good thing, forget your worries." ā€

Wu Dalang laughed, "Then have a drink?" ā€

Pan Jinlian smiled, "It's okay." ā€

So he poured a full cup.

The three of them poured a drink...... Li Fuyao keenly discovered that Pan Jinlian was intentionally or unintentionally persuading Wu Dalang to drink.

What does she want to do?

Drunk Wu Dalang and then come to hook up with yourself?

Or after Wu Dalang got drunk, wait for himself to seduce her?

A woman's heart is a needle.

Li Fuyao can't guess, but it's okay, drunk Wu Dalang may be able to put some words, first see if he is a traverser, as for Pan Jinlian, take your time to explore.

In other words, the word exploration makes people think crookedly......

After eating a meal for a long time, at the end, Wu Dalang went directly to the table, Li Fuyao was also eight points drunk, but Pan Jinlian, a woman's talent for bringing three points of alcohol was fully demonstrated.

His face was crimson, but there was no drunkenness.

Mei blushed and said to Li Fuyao: "Little brother, please take a hand, help my eldest man upstairs, and then come down to eat, otherwise I am worried that my eldest brother will be sick if he is like this." ā€

This is the love director, and Li Fuyao is not easy to refuse.

So he helped - his practical mention was more vivid, and he carried Wu Dalang upstairs, and Pan Jinlian was on the side, seemingly very gentle to help Wu Dalang go to the bedroom.

Li Fuyao was holding Wu Dalang's arm with one hand, and grabbing Wu Dalang's armpit with one hand from behind.

Pan Jinlian let Wu Dalang's hand hang around her neck.

The two of them helped Wu Dalang up the stairs, one on the left and one on the right.

The stairs in the Northern Song Dynasty were actually extremely narrow, especially this kind of folk staircase, it was very difficult for two people to go side by side, not to mention three people, so the three of them almost got along with each other.

Of course, there is a Wu Dalang between Li Fuyao and Pan Jinlian.

But......

Li Fuyao's hand is under Wu Dalang's armpit, and Wu Dalang's hand is on Pan Jinlian's neck, that is to say, the back of Li Fuyao's hand is the outside of Pan Jinlian's chest.

The stairs are narrow.

If Li Fuyao and Pan Jinlian want to help Wu Dalang upstairs together, they must turn sideways.

As a direct consequence of this, Pan Jinlian is facing Li Fuyao's side head-on, and Li Fuyao's hand was originally facing Pan Jinlian's chest, but now it will be facing the chest.

The stairs are really narrow.

Pan Jinlian wore a light gauze long skirt with a snow-white bandeau top.

It's actually very thin.

So the skin touched, and Li Fuyao suddenly noticed the abnormality.

There was an extremely ecstatic touch coming from the back of the hand.

Resilient!

In elasticity, there is also an extremely wonderful fullness, or fullness......

But through a layer of light gauze and bandeau top, it was filled with a strange feeling.

That feeling is full of hazy beauty like first love.

In the haze, there is a real squeezing sensation - also very soft, wild elasticity with drowning tenderness, the back of the hand seems to be completely surrounded by the softness.

An indescribable stimulus came over me.

This feel is too domineering!

That's a lot of material!

The crowded hand is the most beautiful in the world, and in front of it, the saint will also fall, this kind of feeling is something Li Fuyao has never felt.

Wonderful.

April day in the world.

There is a reunion reunion.

There is a ball of softness.