Chapter 43: The Fifth Limb Is Tight, I Don't Want It

Feng Shitian helped this obscene middle-aged man, and walked towards the forest without saying a word.

The obscene middle-aged man only felt that Feng Shitian's hand holding his arm was very soft, very soft, and very small, although it was separated by clothes, but that feeling was enough for him to be lewd and crooked in various ways.

So for a while, the obscene middle-aged man threw the previous inappropriate feelings out of the clouds.

Looking at the girl's smooth side face, there was no flaw on the white jade-like skin.

The obscene middle-aged man secretly praised in his heart, such a superb girl is enough to be called perfect, even if he has always boasted that he has been among the flowers and has read thousands of flowers, but like such a superb girl, he is still the only one in his life.

The fifth limb below, which was already tight at this time, was also tight in the stomach.

This feeling, to paraphrase a word, is on the rise.

The obscene middle-aged man couldn't help licking his somewhat dry lips, and then turned his head to look back, no, he could still see the road and the people on that road.

It's definitely not the best place to get your hands dirty.

Middle-aged people make judgments in their hearts.

Naturally, every move of this obscene middle-aged man did not escape Feng Shitian's eyes, Feng Shitian naturally understood what the middle-aged man was thinking, but now she was just helping the middle-aged man to walk towards the forest.

Now this distance is neither the best distance for middle-aged people to do it, nor is it the best distance for doing it yourself.

And Xiaodong, at this time, was lying on Feng Shitian's shoulder, blinking a pair of watery eyes to look at Feng Shitian for a while, and blinking with big eyes for a while, looking at the obscene middle-aged man very sympathetically, alas, this old boy, why hasn't he found out until now, his master, how do you want to clean him up.

Alas, I really don't know if I should say that he is too confident or too sad.

However, since he dared to move his eyes crookedly to his master, he would applaud him no matter what his master did to him for a while.

Xiao Dong thought about it, and glanced at the obscene middle-aged man with sympathy.

Think about it, if a person is beaten up by someone here, and there is a cheering person on the side, you can tell me, is this person very unlucky.

"Oops, oops, oops!" Not to mention, the obscene middle-aged man has done quite a good job, and until now, his moaning has not stopped.

Feng Shitian also persuaded him: "Uncle, if you endure it any longer, you should be about to hear the sound of the small river!" ”

"Oh, thank you, it's so good, I'm on the way, I can actually meet such a kind person as you, thank you so much, uncle doesn't know how to thank you!" While talking, the obscene middle-aged man actually grabbed Feng Shitian's little hand.

That little hand is slightly cool, the skin is slippery, moisturizing, and when people touch it, they only feel that their hearts are already crispy.

"Ahh The obscene middle-aged man only feels that at this moment, not only his heart, but even the bones on his body have been crispy, oh my God, this girl is a stunner in the world.

But Feng Shitian looked down at the tent that was propped up high under the lewd middle-aged man, and then smiled: "Uncle, don't you want your fifth limb anymore?" ”

"......" The obscene middle-aged man was stunned, what is the fifth limb, I really have never heard of it.