The mother and son chatted for a while, until Brother Gensheng brought a few fish caught in the weir pond yesterday, as well as a basket of seafood sent by Uncle Jufu, the New Year's pork that Jing Deye had just killed on New Year's Day yesterday, and the vegetables, bamboo shoots, and fungi that were not in Zhang Jin's vegetable field.

Without her son to accompany her, my mother is not lonely.

Not long after Zhang Jin went downstairs, He Qingqian was summoned by the Queen Mother and went to chat with him.

I think that at the beginning, when He Qingqian was still a prospective daughter-in-law, she could also talk to Zhang Jin's mother-in-law! If you talk about personality, whether it is Ye Hong's coquettish, naughty, and ghostly horse, or He Qingqian's gentleness, gentleness, and thoughtfulness, Zhang Jin's mother likes it very much.

From this point of view, Zhang Jin's mother is indeed very easy to get along with, and she will also be a very rare good mother-in-law!

After trying to save to no avail, he sent Haigensheng away.

Zhang Jin first placed a lot of things sent by Brother Gensheng in the kitchen, and then went out of the door again, planning to go to the chicken coop to catch two chickens and come out as a big dish at noon.

After all, these dozen people, if there are no hard vegetables and horizontal goods, where can they fill their stomachs?

Zhang Jin's chickens have been raised for almost half a year, although they have not fully grown up, but under the feeding of Zhang Jin, a grandmaster-level trainer, they are fat and strong, even if they are not smaller than other people's adult chickens. It is already ready to eat, and it is more tender and fragrant than adult chicken.

What's more, the chickens raised by Zhang Jin are of the highest quality as high as level six. To be honest, if it weren't for the Queen Mother of the family today, Zhang Jin would really be reluctant to kill!

However, when Zhang Jin just got out of the door on the first floor, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes were as big as a bull's eye. There was a strange smell in his eyes.

Under the shuttle tree, by the fish pond, two women were laughing and playing. The atmosphere seems to be harmonious and harmonious.

Of course, if two girls, if they are best friends, it is normal for them to laugh and play. If you look good, have a good figure, shake, sway, tremble, and smile like a silver bell, it is even more pleasing to the eye.

However, when Zhang Jin recognized that one of these two people was Song Yiting and the other was Beigong Heyue, Zhang Jin couldn't help but feel a little strange, and his heart was not calm.

So, Zhang Jin quietly stopped, and the gossip erected spiritual ears second only to black crystals, and his eyes lit up with scorching light.

A conversation that makes men squirt blood and ordinary people squirt rice; A scene makes the man's lower abdomen hot, and makes ordinary people's eyes straighten into the eyes;

"Heyue, your skin is so good! Smooth and tender. ”

Song Yiting rubbed Beigong Heyue's slender hand in a daze.

When the belly of Song Yiting's index finger slid over the back of Beigong Heyue's right hand, it was like a snowboard speeding across the snowfield, without sluggishness, showing its extremely smooth texture.

"Heyue, your waist is so thin! Even my sister felt that it was so comfortable to hug. ”

Song Yiting had to go inch by inch to hug the small waist of Beigong Heyue.

Beigong Heyue, who is one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, has a slender waist and exaggerated, even if it is measured by Song Yiting's size, it is enough to use Yingying's grip as a rhetoric.

"Heyue, look at your buttocks. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed, and will definitely have a son! ”

Song Yiting's hand had already fallen on Beigong Heyue's ass.

In the soft sound of a few meat slaps, pat and flick. Quite stubborn elasticity, quite tight fluctuations.

"Heyue, your legs are too long and too beautiful. Take two steps, and you can make a man's eyes hooked. ”

Song Yiting's hand began to move downward.

Beigong Heyue's round leg meat, the lines of temptation were pinched and kneaded by Song Yiting's hands, and they only fluctuated slightly. Obviously, these slender legs that can make the long-legged sister Mei Mei and the shameful suicide of shame have been exercised for a long time, but they are not excessive. ..., elasticity, shape, firmness, impeccable.

With the childish expression of a child, do the dirty actions of a hooligan.

Song Yiting is obviously a veteran, and she does all obscene actions, but her expression and behavior are extremely natural. It's like it's really just a frolic between girlfriends.

And Beigong Heyue, a little girl with a little thick lines, although she felt a little awkward about this sister who felt very close to her when she first met, and liked to use her hands and feet, but she didn't think much about it. Still talking and laughing with Song Yiting, Yanyan laughed. Not to be outdone, they even fought back.

"Sister Song's ass is not small, it is very comfortable to the touch......"

Beigong Heyue's hands also reached out to Song Yiting as if retaliating.

But I don't know that this is exactly in the arms of this lily male flower.

Unilateral action, how can there be a two-sided interaction?

So Song Yiting's writhing posture was not so much dodging as sending it to the door. It was obviously a hand that ran down from the armpit, but it ended up falling on the crisp chest; It's obviously a hand pinched to the waist, but it's pinched on the pink buttocks;

And Song Yiting not only enjoyed the intimate touch of Beigong Heyue, but also intensified the rubbing of Beigong Heyue's body in her hands.

Finally, when Song Yiting had already begun to climb the peak of the grave above, Zhang Jin, who was a little angry, finally couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

After coughing with a strange smile, Zhang Jin pretended not to see it, and did not sweep the two of them with his eyes. Calmly turned a corner and continued to move towards his destination.

Beigong Heyue, who was awakened by Zhang Jin's cough, found that someone was watching, and only then did she find that the frolic between herself and Song Yiting before was acceptable in the private boudoir, but in the courtyard of others, it was really a bit ......

Beigong Heyue, who has always been very straightforward, suddenly blushed with a rare shame. hurriedly withdrew the hands that were also stretched out to Song Yiting's chest, and complained in a low voice:

"Sister Song, I hate table tennis...... Let people see it......".

"What's this? What's so embarrassing about the fights between sisters? ”

The regret in Song Yiting's eyes flashed away, but she pretended to be indifferent on the surface, and said with a smile.

Zhang Jin stood by the poultry shed, while looking at the chicks that would die in a while, while thinking back to Song Yiting's hands on Beigong Heyue's body before, while sorting out his thoughts.

It turns out that what Song Yiting likes on the lace edge is not the kind of ** that she takes for granted, and what she likes is not just a mature charm, but this plump flesh! .

It's no wonder that this lace side is not as hot as when he looks at Ye Hong!

It turned out that it was because it belonged to the kind of skinny beauty that had a small skeleton and would not show flesh if it was not really touched. In addition, Qing Qian is wearing a loose dress today, I am afraid that except for himself, who has really studied it carefully with his hands, no one knows how thin and slender this woman looks really pestle. That's why we can escape the clutches of this pervert!

And Ye Hong is a beautiful hot girl who is full of explosiveness when she looks at it. It's definitely a fleshy explosion**. Therefore, Song Yiting couldn't help but have bright eyes and a full hue as soon as she saw it.

And although this Beigong Heyue is not fat, it is ****, whether it is the peak on the chest or the hills below the waist, it is definitely full of flesh and smooth and tender.

Even if it is slightly inferior to Ye Hong in terms of plumpness and maturity, it is already a rare stunner! Moreover, Beigong Heyue is only in her early twenties, and it is still an undeveloped original product, and after a few years, if it is developed, it may not be inferior to the ripe Ye Hong!

After Haode evaluated the weight of the ring fat swallow, Zhang Jin began to study the psychology of lily male flowers again.

I remember that although Song Yiting's peaks and hills are not as good as Beigong Heyue, they are not much inferior! I like to touch, and it's good to touch my own. Why is it ........., but Song Yiting's gender identity is really good, taking advantage of it quietly. His hands will not be slapped even if he goes up and down!.

Thinking like this, Zhang Jin was really a little envious in his heart. Of course, it's just a little bit of envy.

If he was allowed to cultivate the "Sunflower Treasure Book" through formal channels for the sake of such a little envy, and look up to Song Yiting, he would never do anything else.

For the sake of a little welfare, sacrificing the greatest sexual happiness, Zhang Jin disdains it.

When Zhang Jin was still in the poultry shed, he was thinking about Song Yiting's aesthetics while selecting the victims who were about to die today.

On the sofa in the hall on the first floor, Mu Xinran, who was sitting and chatting with Lan Feifei, Xi Yuan, and Yue Wenting, couldn't help but have his eyes flickering when he saw He Qingqian being summoned by Zhang Jin's mother to go to the second floor.

Just three or five minutes after He Qingqian had just disappeared from the stairs upstairs, the absent-minded Mu Xinran finally got up in a hurry under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

After looking around and making sure that no one was paying attention, Mu Xinran crept up the stairs leading to the second floor like a thief.

Mu Xinran did not swagger up to the second floor, and entered the conversation between He Qingqian and Zhang Jin's mother with a big mouth, but just showed his head on the second floor, and hurriedly turned back to the first floor again.

Next, Mu Xinran did not immediately return to the sofa where he chatted before, but went into the public bathroom on the first floor.

After taking off his pants and sitting on the toilet, with the help of the sound of the voice, Mu Xinran showed his true colors as an underground party, and secretly dialed a phone call.

"I said Yezi, what the hell are you doing? Why hasn't it been yet? Let me tell you, now your mother-in-law and your rival He Qingqian are chatting hotly.

If you're so careless, if the chicken flies and the egg hits, don't say I didn't warn you!

Don't forget, your mother-in-law already knows about your divorce from Zhang Jin.

If your mother-in-law is in a hurry to hold her grandson, she simply grabs He Qingqian's strong man and takes your place. When the time comes, I'll see where you can cry......"

Although Mu Xinran's voice was very low, the concern and anxiety in it were obvious...... ）