But how could Wu Potian look down on her? His women first talk about their status and status, each of them is a daughter, powerful, and talented, and each of them is the perfect object that all men in the world flock to. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In terms of appearance, his women are all better than Xi Shi, some are cold and royal sister type, some are petite Lori type, and their smile is worth more than a thousand gold. Little girl? Which green onion is she? has no identity and no status, and looks even more ugly as a dog. For Wu Potian, it was his shame to be favored by such a dirty and ugly woman.

Xiaoya took the trouble to come to him, every day during the break from work, Xiaoya would bring her own little silk scarf, like a girl in the city, swaying her body to Wu Potian's side, helping him wipe his sweat and help him fan the wind.

This silk scarf was her treasure, whether it was left to her by her mother, or whether it was an extremely expensive silk. Her mother was reluctant to use it and gave it to her, and she was reluctant to use it, so she kept it in her small treasure chest all the time, and she had to open it every day to take a look, and only after washing her hands did she dare to touch it. And now, she took out her baby for Wu Potian, and she didn't hesitate to defile it to help Wu Potian wipe his sweat, wanting him to be comfortable.

Xiaoya understands one thing, that is, for the person she likes, she wants to give him the best things she can.

Wu Potian didn't like her, but having such a fool serving himself still added a little fun to his boring life, and he flattered her hypocritically. He also had a small calculation in his heart, maybe he could use this woman for his own benefit. For example, sell her to other men and let her sleep with other garbage. Anyway, the rest of the garbage seems to be interesting to her, so this plan should work.

The moonlight was bright, Xiaoya and Wu Potian sat together in an uninhabited corner of the quarry, Xiaoya smiled happily, this was her only small happiness.

Xiaoya took out the wine bottle she picked up from the garbage dump, the wine in it was quite turbid, it was quite inferior wine, I don't know what was in it, but the wine in it was bought by Xiaoya for two copper coins, she had a wine bottle so she saved the money for the wine bottle, otherwise she would not be willing to buy wine. Xiaoya had bought wine before, but it was not for drinking, but for disinfection, and it was too luxurious to drink, and few people in the slums could drink wine as a drink.

Xiaoya carefully prepared two small cups, poured a cup for herself, and poured a cup for Wu Potian. The girls in the city do this, so she does the same, because Wu Potian said that he likes the girls in the city.

Wu Potian poured the wine into his throat one by one, it was quite inferior wine, and it smelled rancid, but he still patiently poured it into his body. Although it was unpleasant, it was the only wine he had been able to taste these days, and it had a somewhat detoxifying effect on the bitterness in his heart. Xiaoya felt a little dizzy after taking a sip, she didn't like the taste of wine.

Wu Potian didn't care about her, his mind was full of thoughts about today's events, he saw a very beautiful woman in the quarry, her skin was as smooth and white as egg white, her eyes were smiling, her lips were ruddy, and she was full of charm, and her smile would make people horny and bloody.

He hadn't seen a woman for too long, and he should say he hadn't seen a decent woman. The appearance of that woman completely aroused the desire in his body, his evil fire. Especially the smile that the woman looked at him, his whole mind was full of her appearance, he liked her, he wanted it. Wu Potian was originally a person who overindulged, and the suppression of these days has only made the evil fire explode more intensely.

Wu Potian was a little drunk, and in the bright moonlight, he saw the little girl groggily leaning on his shoulder, and he mistook her for the woman in a daze. His eyes were blurry, and his lower body exuded lustful energy, and he ...... Tear her clothes.

This move woke up Xiaoya, and Xiaoya pushed Wu Potian away, not because she didn't like him, but because she couldn't do it.

In the slums, all people only have reproductive acts and no xing acts, doing that only to reproduce, not to release, not to solve physiological needs. Because they don't have enough to eat, that kind of behavior is a great drain on the body, and it is extremely unwise to exhaust themselves for short-term enjoyment.

Xiaoya can't do this, she can't have children, there are already two people in the family to support, if she gets pregnant, the work will become inconvenient, and she will have to raise another one in the future, so the burden is too heavy. At least for now, she can't do this, she wants to push Wu Potian away.

After struggling several times, Xiaoya sighed, she didn't want to resist anymore. The man in her arms was the man she liked, the man she loved. Since he wants to, he is willing, then she is unwilling to resist, let's talk about it later, maybe she can only blame all this on the magic of love, women in love are reckless idiots...... At this moment, she is not the only pillar of the family, she is not a dutiful daughter, a competent sister, not a tenacious strong woman. She is just a woman, a woman who longs for love, a woman who wants to be one with her beloved.

Wu Potian stroked the rough body, the strange touch, and he began to realize that under him was Xiaoya, the ugly woman who made him disgusting. However, he had already started, he didn't want to stop, he didn't look at her face, he was just moving, imagining in his mind that the person below was that woman, that woman who was as beautiful as a fairy.

The nights turn cooler,

Wu Potian came to his senses, and there was a soft thing pillowing on his body, which felt quite familiar to the touch, but what caught his eye was the hair like a chicken nest, the skin as black as coal, and even felt prickly to the touch.

Wu Potian got dressed, his lust was vented, but he felt so irritable, he regretted why he was so impulsive yesterday, but he had to face the facts at hand.

The puddle of blood underneath proves that yesterday was not a dream, it was real, it was a calamity.

The little girl woke up, dressed obediently, smiled softly, her teeth were still snow-white, they were neat, at first glance, she still had a trace of charm.

Wu Potian walked away, he didn't want to face her, last night was a nightmare, a shame for his life. He didn't want to see this woman again, her appearance really made him sick. As soon as he remembered the experience of last night, he felt sick.

Don't say anything responsible or irresponsible, it's all the fault of the alcohol, and the woman brought it on herself.