One eye is the summer and autumn in the world, the second eye is the impermanence of the world, the third eye is eating wine and eating meat tomorrow, and the fourth eye is touching the left hand and the right touching the chest. In the blink of an eye, it was July 11 of another year, and it was his birthday again.

At first, there were many people, but there were fewer and fewer banquets at the beginning, and I don't know where they came from or where they went.

Huzi's beard has grown again, Feng Jing's clothes have become fattened again, the small round table is half smaller, and there are only a few people.

Liu Xiaoxiao was still at the table at first, but then he disappeared, Li Ziwen and Yang Qing came to stand for a while, and then left in a hurry, and there were only a few people left at the table.

Mu Ziyun sat on the mat, occasionally drinking a few glasses of wine, wrapping her left hand around Wanmin's waist and stroking her bulging belly. Wanmin was dressed in a soft robe, her face was a lot rounder and plump, her breasts were more swollen, her buttocks were bigger, and she was still holding a nursing doll in her arms.

Mu Ziyun swallowed the wine, stretched out his right hand, and actually reached into another woman's clothes, and directly grabbed someone's chest, that person turned out to be Pan Xiaowen. Yes, Xiaowen is Mu Ziyun's second wife, Mu Ziyun didn't let her be a concubine, and treated her very well. It turned out that Xiaowen had long had feelings for Mu Ziyun, because of her senior sister, so she had been hiding her heart, and a year ago she finally couldn't help it, and while Wanmin was busy with the affairs of the sect, she secretly ran to Qingshan Peak and expressed her heart to Mu Ziyun. expected that Mu Ziyun would refuse, so he made a bad move and used the treasure medicine to charm Mu Ziyun, so he helped him to bed and did the man and woman's thing.

Later, Pan Xiaowen became pregnant, and this absurd incident was known, and Pan Xiaowen, who has always been docile, announced that she was already Mu Ziyun's woman and pregnant with a child before her senior sister became powerful. Mu Ziyun was afraid that Wan Min would be angry, but when they met, Wan Min didn't say much, but just accused and complained a few words, and finally accepted this fact, so Mu Ziyun lived a nourishing life of two phoenixes.

At the dinner table, there weren't too many words from everyone, Huzi and Feng Jingduo were whispering, Mu Ziyun was becoming more and more indulgent, maybe he was drunk, and his two hands were completely out of order on the two women, and he could do whatever he wanted. I don't know when, Huzi and Feng Jing said: "Let's go out and stand, take a break, and come back to drink." "After that, the two of them really went out.

Mu Ziyun didn't say anything, and when the two of them disappeared, they immediately fell down and pressed on Pan Xiaowen.

Pan Xiaowen said shyly: "What to do!" Dead wood! Stinky wood! ”

Mu Ziyun was stunned for a while, his head buzzed a few times, and after coming back to his senses, he directly ripped off Pan Xiaowen's wide and fat pants, and then pushed up her clothes, Pan Xiaowen's belly was white and cute at five or six months old, Mu Ziyun lowered his head and kissed and touched it lazily, and finally picked up the gun and got on the horse, and began to ask for joy.

Wan Min was on the side, not angry, and her face was not as ashamed as before, but slightly reddened, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Pan Xiaowen hugged Mu Ziyun tightly and exhaled the aroma after a burst of joyful singing, Mu Ziyun was not happy, handed the doll in Wanmin's hand to Pan Xiaowen, and then groped Wanmin's body.

Mu Ziyun's face is very plain, I'm afraid it's because of a few nights of insomnia. Wan Min held her stomach and accompanied him for a long time, and the joy between husband and wife was all enjoyed, and at the end, Wan Min also lay on her stomach in Mu Ziyun's arms.

Mu Ziyun drank two glasses of wine, it was dark outside, he frowned, squinted his eyes, and realized that he was tired and confused, and it was still daytime outside.

The two ladies got dressed, Huzi and Feng Jing just returned to the house, and several people drank again.

How can the day be so long, I can't eat all the food and wine on this table.

At night, Mu Ziyun lay on the bed, holding two sleek and big-bellied women in his arms, while enjoying their service. In the depths of his love, he finally tightened his face, exhaled comfortably, touched the heads of the two of them lovingly, and suddenly changed to that wooden expression, as if he was very far away from the joy of Fang Cai, and felt strange, and deliberately made it happen.

The night is short, perhaps because of the dreamlessness. Fortunately, when Mu Ziyun opened his eyes, it was always morning light, he got out of bed, and he didn't wear clothes, the two ladies were still asleep, Mu Ziyun opened the door bare, and as soon as he stepped out, he quickly shrank back, and after being quiet for a long time, he stretched out his feet again, yes, barefoot, and walked into the courtyard naked.

The small courtyard is not as spacious as it seemed yesterday, it is more like the appearance of an ordinary person's house, I don't know when a west house appeared again, Mu Ziyun patted his head and thought, isn't that the house where Huzi and Feng Jing sleep?

Naked and cautiously walked to the door of the West House, it was quiet inside, Mu Ziyun seemed to be a little disappointed, and turned around to leave, and suddenly heard a burst of "cheerful singing" from the house, Mu Ziyun's face was red, and it seemed that he had done a lot of struggle in his heart, but he still gave up his reason and quietly put his ears close to the window. Feng Jing's voice was very sweet, and sometimes it was very long, just like when Wan Min was happy, Mu Ziyun's heart itched when he heard it, and he felt that he should go, but he took two steps back and came up.

The "song" inside is very happy, very moving, and most of it is Feng Jing's "high song", and Huzi is the voice of panting, Mu Ziyun tilted his head, and happened to see a narrow hole in the window.

Mu Ziyun shuddered, hurriedly retreated, and after a short pause, he immediately ran back, and the small hole in the window suddenly disappeared.

Pushing open the door of their room, the two ladies just woke up, Wanmin went down to the ground, and there was no wisp of it, holding the nursing doll in her arms, and she just had to finish feeding, she put the doll back into the shaking bed, and the doll fell asleep after eating, and never cried too much.

Wan Min bent down, scooped water to wash her face, Mu Ziyun looked at it for a while, closed the door and pounced directly, and did not pity the fragrance and jade, and shot her waist behind her back. It's another beautiful and weird picture, Mu Ziyun is so comfortable this time, and he uses all his heart and soul on Wanmin. Wanmin's skin is tender and can squeeze out water, and the reddest thing on her body is not her face, but some unspeakable places, and she is also ashamed and afraid of people. Not long after Mu Ziyun finished his work, he warmed up with him again, but he envied Xiaowen who was unbearable on the bed.

After that, Mu Ziyun sat on the wooden chair, Wan Min came over with a flushed face, a towel dipped in warm water, wiped his body, and finally wiped Mu Ziyun's face carefully, Mu Ziyun slanted his mouth and smiled, Wan Min lowered her head and took a sip like a dragonfly, and immediately left, packing up her body.

The sun outside rose, and there was a little noise coming in first, Mu Ziyun was a little displeased, thinking, how could there be a sound so early. Sure enough, the noise soon stopped, and not long after, the morning light reappeared.

Mu Ziyun shook his legs a few times, finally got up and opened the door and walked out, came to the edge of the West House again, and leaned in front of the window again.