Chapter 8 Fooling around, sleeping with a pig-killing knife
He roared, and with a big hand, he stripped her of her clothes, like a red candle of beans, the delicate body of snow tender and fair, like a mountain blown by the wind, the black hair was scattered and messy on the cloth pillow, he looked condescendingly, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and like a bright and delicate flower, blooming to the fullest, waiting for him to pick.
He lowered his head and climbed to her sides, the corners of his lips brushed over her two snow-white balls, intentionally or unintentionally, and he breathed in the woman's fragrance between his noses.
As soon as the body is hot, the things under the body gush out like a spring...... Even the strength to resist was weak, and he could only lie naked and be sucked and chewed by the man among the snowy peaks.
Strange to say, he only ate the top but didn't take the opportunity to connect the bottom with it......
He withdrew his hand, there was a touch of warmth in his palm, Shen Huazhuo's body was already flooded with spring tides, but his heart was tight, biting his lip to prevent it from making a shameful sound.
"Hmph, bear with me?" He smiled and rubbed the source of the water source through the fabric, which made her panic, but he didn't plan to go in.
"Do your duty, and I won't worry about you for the time being." Cloud Beard pulled the quilt on, and his voice was calm.
"Duty ......" Shen Huazhuo was glad that she didn't pinch her to death, but the so-called duty is to be his wife?
"When I entered the door of my Yun family, she was the wife of the Yun family, serving her in-laws, husband and children, and ......"
Shen Hua tugged at it with a burning heart. In front of this man, her advantages as a modern time-traveling person are useless at all, and it feels like he can turn it over with one finger.
As soon as her eyes flickered, the figure of Cloudbeard who had just laid down was once again shrouded.
"You, what are you going to do?" Shen Huazhuo's voice trembled.
Cloudbeard's face enlarged in front of her, and then kissed her on the mouth with lightning speed.
"Don't do anything, collect some interest!" Cloud Beard's voice was cold, his expression was serious, and he said flirtatious words, but there was a different kind of sullenness.
Shen Huazhuo was so angry that he wanted to resist, but he saw that he had already turned over and went straight to sleep!
Seeing that he was settled, she didn't dare to provoke him again, for fear that she would accidentally provoke him and suffer a big loss.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves, after all, they just poked people all over in blood, and that kiss should be an apology.
Shen Huazhuo yawned, she was too tired, touched her somewhat tired head, glanced at the cloud beard on the bed, he seemed to be sleeping honestly, so he picked up the pig-killing knife again and held it in his arms, and fell asleep on the peach wood couch.
In the middle of the night, Shen Huazhuo breathed lightly, but he didn't know that Yunbeard on the opposite bed suddenly opened his eyes, and Yuehua shot in through the hollow wooden window lattice, like a pouring waterfall, shining on the blue hair, he touched the wound on his chest, and his eyes were inexplicable.
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In the morning, there was a faint crowing of a rooster, and Shen Huazhuo rolled over and got up, secretly surprised that she had slept so soundly.
It's the first time she's slept so soundly after being here.
There was no cloud beard on the bed for a long time, she got up, reached out and touched it, it was cool, and it had been up for a long time.
When I got out of the room, I heard a burst of pig howls from the yard, it turned out that he had killed pigs, Shen Huazhuo patted his forehead, the butcher didn't kill pigs, what did he do?
At the same time, she was glad that he was not there, and after last night, she was a little afraid of him.
The sky was still dark, Shen Huazhuo walked towards the backyard, turned around, but only heard the sound, and did not see the door to enter.
The wall in the backyard was one foot high, and her small body couldn't climb it.
There was a "bone lu" in her stomach, she was hungry and thirsty, and she didn't want to see that kind of bloody scene, so she went all the way to the kitchen, washed up, and lifted the wooden bucket under the cupboard to take a look, and the rice and noodles in it added up to a handful.
Shen Huazhuo shook his head, talking is better than nothing, and then looking at the place where he cooks, it is a big pot stove, and making a fire is a big deal.
I grew up in the countryside when I was a child, and when I grew up, I also went to the countryside to study seeds and farming, and this stove can still deal with it.
In less time, Shen Hua lit the stove, washed the pot, washed the rice, added water, and covered the pot, so he only needed to stay in front of the stove and not let the fire go out.
Yun Beard pushed a cart of pork from behind the backyard wall for a while, the courtyard wall cracked a crack, he pushed the cart out, the courtyard wall automatically closed, tightly closed.
Parked the cart against the wall, he wandered to the room, the yard, opened the door, looked at the trail in front of him, and the woods in the back mountain, but he didn't see Shen Huazhuo's figure.
He panicked, his hands clenched into fists, the morning breeze blew, and when his nose moved lightly, he saw wisps of cooking smoke wafting from the kitchen, occasionally mixed with bursts of rice porridge aroma.
His cold and hard facial lines softened suddenly, and he bent down to pick up a piece of pork in the cart, deliberately making some noise.
"Ah, you're done killing the pig." Shen Huazhuo's heart trembled when he heard the movement, and he hurriedly ran out.
But just when Yunbeard got up and came in, the two of them bumped into each other gorgeously at the kitchen door.
"Ah......h
Shen Huazhuo ran too quickly, his feet were unstable, and his body fell straight forward.
Cloudbeard hooked her waist almost reflexively.
By the time Shen Huazhuo reacted, her whole body had been encircled in the man's arms in an extremely ambiguous posture.