Wang Hongzhi sat on the ground and waited for Zhao Dabao to leave. For a moment, he couldn't hear Zhao Dabao's "shhh He stood up, and was about to go out, but was stopped by a low moan. This voice was made by Zhao Dabao.

"Grass! This kid is still here, what are you doing? Wang Hongzhi was a little surprised, and looked through the gap in the firewood. He asked himself in his heart, "This kid hasn't left yet, what can he do in the hut?" ”

Wang Hongzhi looked at Zhao Dabao with wide eyes, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. This Zhao Dabao was handjob in the thatched house, stroking it with his hand, and with a low groan, a stream of squirting from the hard thing squirted straight to the opposite wall.

Wang Hongzhi was very surprised, "This guy is really vigorous enough, he has a wife at home, and he often goes outside to look for flowers and willows, and there is so much water flowing everywhere, he is really a strange person." ”

After Zhao Dabao finished venting, he left the hut satisfied, still humming the minor tune when he came, but it was not as loud as when he came, obviously a little tired.

When Zhao Dabao left the thatched house, Wang Hongzhi came out of the firewood room, found a relatively low wall, climbed the wall, bent on the wall, and slowly moved to the toilet.

Wang Hongzhi did a front flip, dissolved the sliding force under his feet, and landed firmly on the wall. Wang Hongzhi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. What he practiced was light skills, and if he didn't have the usual practice, he was afraid that he would fall under the wall and whine.

When he had finished his feet, he angrily plucked the grass from the top of the wall and threw it under the wall. It didn't matter if he threw it, someone immediately scolded below, "Whose little bear child is this, running to the wall and throwing grass on the head of the old lady, didn't you see that the old lady was going to the thatched house to?" ”

Wang Hongzhi heard this voice very familiarly, and immediately heard that it was the voice of Widow Xiao in the courtyard next door. The other party regarded Wang Hongzhi, who was walking on his waist, as a naughty child, and didn't care, and continued her business trip after scolding. Wang Hongzhi did a backflip and jumped from the top of the wall to the bottom of the wall.

Unexpectedly, the thatched house of this widow Xiao and the thatched house of their Changgong Courtyard were next to each other, just separated by a wall.

"Tonight's operation is very unsmooth, it is really difficult, and it is blocked everywhere." Wang Hongzhi thought in the corner. First a Zhao Dabao, then a Xiao widow, these two men and women added obstacles to his peeping. He came to Miss Zhao's window in front of the thatched house, and the sound of the bath was gone, which meant that Miss Zhao had finished taking a bath.

If he goes up to the wall again, he won't have that blessing. He only sighed softly, and went to the hut to pee and go home to sleep. As soon as he left the hut, he heard a squeaking sound, and it was a woman's voice.

Wang Hongzhi listened carefully and made it clear that the voice came from the thatched house next door.

He immediately understood what was going on.

"Oh, there's a story!" Wang Hongzhi put his ear against the wall, but he couldn't hear anything.

Wang Hongzhi's ears left the wall, and the voice rushed into his ears again.