Chapter 11 Emotion
When I came to Wuda's new home, I saw Wuda sitting in the courtyard in a daze from a distance, and the ill-fitting brocade clothes were on his short torso, which looked a little funny. At the moment, his eyes were glazed and listless, as if there was something bothering.
"Could it be that a guy who doesn't have long eyes dares to bully my Wu Song's brother." Wu Song walked up to Wuda with doubts and asked in a loud voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you, did someone provoke you?" ”
As soon as Wu Song asked this, Wu Da came back to his senses, and when he saw that it was his younger brother, his face immediately showed a loving expression, "Brother, why are you here, sit down, alas, what can my brother do?" Brother, you don't have to worry about it, since you're here, brother must stay here to eat and drink, I asked my sister-in-law to stew a kidney. "I'm going to walk away.
Wu Song lowered his voice and pretended to be angry, "Brother shirks like this, but Wu Song is cold!" ”
Sure enough, when Da Lang, who was weak in nature, saw that Wu Song seemed to be angry, he immediately looked like a child who had done something wrong, and said, "That...... That, actually, brother, I don't have anything, it's just ...... It's just that I haven't sold baked cakes for many days, and my hands are very itchy. ”
"What?" Wu Song was dumbfounded, he had only heard that after quitting alcohol and smoking for a period of time, there would be itchy hands, but he didn't expect that he could suffocate people crazy without selling baked cakes, Wu Song really looked at Da Lang's brother differently. However, since my brother has this request, Wu Song will naturally not ignore it, "So that's the case, what should I do, since my brother wants to return to his old business, Wu Song has an idea here, it's better for my brother to rent a building, hire a few guys, and open a baked cake shop, the name is 'Wuji Baked Cake Shop', I don't know if it's good." ”
"This ...... This...... I'm afraid it's a lot of expenses, how can I let my brother break the bank. Although Wu Da said that he was prevaricating, from his eager eyes, Wu Song already knew the answer.
patted Wu Da on the shoulder, Wu Song said arrogantly, "Brother, what are these words, don't worry, I can still bear this little money brother, wait a few days, brother, I will personally choose a building for my brother, and this matter is decided." ”
"Okay, okay, my brother is that." Wu Da also readily agreed.
Then, Wu Song changed his words and asked loudly, "Big brother, I don't know if Jin'er's girl is in the house, that ...... I have something to look for her. ”
Wu Da was just about to answer, when a head poked out of the window on the second floor and shouted down, "Childe, Jin'er is here." As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of "da, da" of feet stepping on the floor. It seems that this girl has come out of the grief of losing her father and has returned to her original lively and cheerful girlish nature.
Soon, the girl had already run downstairs and threw herself into Wu Song's arms, and then raised her blushing pretty face and said, "Stinky boy, you don't mean what you say, didn't you say that you would come to see me soon?" Why haven't I seen you for a month, if it weren't for Sister Xiulian saying that you are busy with business, I would have gone to look for you a long time ago. After speaking, she snorted and pretended to be angry.
Seeing that the girl was so amorous, Wu Song couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, so he gently pinched the girl's face, "Xiao Nizi is not ashamed to speak, she will think of spring so soon." After saying that, he looked at her with a playful eye.
Jin'er is a thin-skinned girl after all, and when Wu Song said this, her face became more and more red, but she didn't admit defeat in words, "Whoever misses you, the son is not ashamed." After speaking, he glanced at Wu Da embarrassedly. Wuda still has this emotional intelligence, and seeing that he is suspected of having a light bulb here, he hurriedly made an excuse, "Brother, you like to drink bars, I'm afraid there is not enough wine at home, brother, I'll go outside to drink for you." After saying that, he walked away with a happy face, as if he had won the lottery.
Seeing that his brother had faded out of sight, Wu Song asked the girl in his arms with concern, "Jin'er, are you still used to living here?" ”
"Well, I'm doing well here, Brother Wu and Sister Xiulian care about me very much, it's just ...... It's just a little weird to miss you. After speaking, his affectionate eyes looked at Wu Song fixedly.
Wu Song was fascinated by this gaze, and couldn't help but press his heavy lips against her small mouth, and gently pried her teeth with his tongue, intertwined with the fragrant tongue, and intersected his teeth, making a sound of "pout, pout". After a few minutes, Jin'er's gaze gradually became blurred, and her clumsy hands didn't know where to put them, so she had to hug Wu Song's tiger waist tightly.
Wu Song supported the back of her neck with one hand, and wandered away from her with the other hand, gradually, this girl's body temperature became higher and higher, and her skin was also flushed with bright red, which looked extremely attractive.
Before Wu Song could make the next move, a "uncle" surprised the girl in his arms, and Wu Song's movements were also paused, in this vacancy, Jin'er was like a frightened deer, broke free from Wu Song's arms, and ran away with a red face.
"Alas, the passing years are not good, why is this the case?" Wu Song sighed in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and when he turned around, it turned out to be Xiulian's sister-in-law, who was half-leaning on the windowsill with a lazy posture. This woman still looks so bad, it was night that day, and her face is not real.
If you look at it carefully, it has a different taste. With Cao Zijian's poem about his sister-in-law, a poem in "Luo Shen Fu" says, that is, "The cloud bun is elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh", which is a stunner.
Seeing Wu Song staring at her directly, Zheng Xiulian was not embarrassed, but there was a joy in her eyes. She said in a weak voice: "A few days ago, the slave family pulled a piece of silk, and was thinking about making a new dress for my uncle, but I don't know what the size of my uncle is. It's okay to let Xiulian set the size of this dress for her uncle. ”
"Anyway, if someone makes clothes for me, then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Wu Song came to the second floor and moved to Xiulian's boudoir, where a faint fragrance entered his nose and refreshed people's hearts.
Seeing Wu Song coming to the room, Xiulian picked up a piece of rope as if nothing had happened, and said as she walked, "I think my uncle works in the yamen on weekdays, how can I not have a few sets of clothes that fit, although the slave family has no skills, it is always okay to make a few sets of clothes for my uncle." As he spoke, Lianbu moved lightly, and soon came to my side, "I don't know if my uncle can take off his coat, so that the slave family can measure it more accurately, you know, the job of making clothes, it is not possible to lose a minute and a mile." ”
"Of course it's no problem, sister-in-law, although the amount is good." Wu Song agreed, and as he spoke, he took off the coat on the outside and left the underwear on the inside.
Raising her soft and boneless little hand, Zheng Xiulian wrapped the rope around Wu Song's back, and spit out on his neck like a lan-like breath, which made people feel weird. Because of Wu Song's strong body, Xiulian took a lot of effort to wrap the rope around him, during which the two soft balls on his chest were against Wu Song's chest, and this posture was as ambiguous as it was ambiguous.
After measuring the size of Wu Song's chest, Xiulian's face also turned red, and she said meaningfully, "Uncle's size is really unusual, no wonder he can kill the tiger, the slave family will measure the uncle's waist again." ”
Wu Song struggled to calm the turmoil in his heart, and spit out the word "good" with difficulty.
Xiulian's teeth were slightly exposed, and she picked up another piece of rope and wrapped her hand around Wu Song's tiger waist. Inadvertently, her tender little hand drilled into Wu Song's palm, and Wu Song instinctively shook it.
"Ah", Xiulian screamed, and the rope fell to the ground. As soon as his face was red, he drilled into Wu Song's arms, and his heart was beating wildly.
The delicate body was in his arms, and Wu Song felt that he couldn't help himself, so he put his mouth on the two red lips and sucked hard. The lovely person in his arms was caught off guard, but he was also trying to respond, and before he knew it, the two of them had entered the state.
In the madness, Wu Song had reached her skin, which was extremely smooth and tender, as if she could pinch out water.
Suddenly, Wu Song felt a heart-rending pain, and he couldn't help but cry out, "Ahh A stream of blood seeped out of his ribs, it turned out that this Xiulian was torn so badly that it tore Wu Song's wound a month ago, and the old wound was added with a new one, Rao is iron man couldn't bear it, so Wu Song cried out.
Xiulian was pushed to the ground by Wu Song, at this time, she was half-dissolved, her hair was a little messy, a layer of sweat was oozing slightly on her face, her eyes were blurred, and she was extremely charming.
The blood on Wu Song's body was already wet with his clothes, and when Xiulian saw this, she quickly stood up, "Uncle, what's wrong, Xiulian didn't hurt uncle." The words are full of concern and self-reproach.
"It's okay, I was injured by a few thieves the day before yesterday, so it's out of the way. However, the strength of the sister-in-law is really big enough, and it seems that it is better for Wu Song to stay away from the sister-in-law in the future. Wu Song laughed. Xiulian didn't reply, just found gauze and bandaged his wounds.
After the embarrassment just now, Wu Song also sobered up a lot, and after Xiulian helped him bandage him, he got up and said goodbye, "Presumably my sister-in-law has already measured it, so Wu Song will retreat first." With that, he picked up his coat and walked straight out the door.
In the room, only Zheng Xiulian was left, and the flush on her face had not yet receded, and she looked extremely enchanting. At this moment, she looked at Wu Song's departing back with fixed eyes, and her eyes revealed a complicated look......