The sunlight shyly crawled in from the small air window, sprinkled on the water, hanging a rainbow, the mischievous mist looked for the sunlight to float upward, and the rainbow reflected Pan Jinlian's shadow, like a Luo water fairy, Ling Bo walked slightly, looking forward to life.

Pan Jinlian was stunned, she had never seen her fruit at a glance from the front, it turned out to be so beautiful and incomprehensible.

"Look at your Peugeot, even if a woman sees it, she will be moved. ”

Wang Po's words kept lingering in her heart, she was really moved, I don't know if it was alcohol or obsession, and her heart swelled with a slight throbbing.

She reached out and grabbed a handful of grass and wood ashes, and wiped it off her chest, but her hand did not touch the fierce breast, and immediately stopped: "Isn't this black dirt smeared on the body?" ”

She hurriedly scooped water to wash off the black black on her hands, and reached out to take out two pancreas from a box that she was reluctant to use, one was osmanthus pancreas and the other was rose pancreas, which one should be used?

"Uncle said that I was 'wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust', since in his heart, I am white and flawless, so I naturally want to use osmanthus pancreas. ”

The osmanthus pancreas gently wiped over the skin, leaving a faint fragrance, she closed her eyes, smelled the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and suddenly a sour feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart.

"Even though my body has a thousand kinds of beauty and ten thousand styles, who can pity it, why do you want such an intoxicating fragrance?"

The silky osmanthus pancreas slid across Hao's wrist, touching a little pimple, like a pinprick on it, she frowned slightly, it was burned early in the morning, and she had no intention of smearing it on her body again.

Looking at the reflection blankly, the fruit in the water was still so beautiful, she couldn't help sighing, and said faintly: "No matter how beautiful you are, who can you show it?"

Her heart throbbed, "No, I've already shown him my body!"

Pan Jinlian thought that in the cell, Wu Song applied medicine to him, and the most private place between his legs was revealed in front of his eyes, and in the room he smeared aloe vera for himself, and his thighs also let him look bare.

She unconsciously looked down at the place on her thigh where Wu Song had touched, and couldn't help but simulate his strength, gently rubbing it, but she could never simulate the soft and rigid power.

"He only saw a part of my body, could he imagine that the other parts were so moving?" Pan Jinlian thought blankly.

Wu Song interrogated the thieves in the county office, those were all small minions, and when it came to it, it was almost the same, and he didn't feel bored, so he handed it over to Zhang Long and Zhao Hu to do it, and walked out of the county office by himself, and went outside to breathe.

Unconsciously walked to the "Wu Dalang Baked Cakes", and saw Wu Dalang sitting under the banyan tree listening to the storytelling, and when he heard the wonderful things, he couldn't help but be full of joy, dancing with his hands, and living like a child.

He smiled slightly in his heart: "I'll go to Yan Fang, ask him about his eldest brother's condition, heal it as soon as possible, and give birth to a naughty child, it's also like this, as long as the height is not the same, but my sister-in-law has strong genes, and it is estimated that the child is also handsome." ”

Thinking of Pan Jinlian, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and thought that he couldn't see her when he got up this morning, and he felt an inexplicable irritability, "Whew!", he let out a long breath, didn't want to enter the store, and saw Pan Jinlian feel sad in vain, and walked straight to Zishi Street, wanting to go home and get some silver taels, and then go to Yan Fang.

"Uncle Erlang, Uncle Erlang, my tiger kite is not like the white-fronted tiger you hit in Jingyanggang!"

A kite-flying child pulled the corner of Wu Song's clothes and said mischievously, Wu Song looked at it, it turned out that there were three or four children flying kites, and there was a yellow tiger kite floating in the air, a purple butterfly kite, and a fat doll kite, very proud.

"Your tiger kite is much more powerful than the white-fronted tiger on Jingyanggang, yours can fly, I can't beat it no matter what!" Wu Song quipped.

"Little San'er, did you hear that!" the child said proudly: "Daddy said, what Uncle Erlang said is never wrong, he said that my kite is powerful, naturally more powerful than your butterfly kite!"

"Uncle Erlang said that your kite is more powerful than the white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, but he didn't say that it is more powerful than my butterfly kite!" Xiao San'er said angrily: "And mine is a butterfly, butterflies are naturally more powerful than tigers in the sky, and tigers are just a little more powerful on the ground." ”

"If your butterfly is powerful, it won't fall, you have to beg the lady Wu to pick it up for you, and hit the head of the Ximen official with a fork pole!"

The child's words shocked Wu Song's head and shook: "Pan Jinlian's fork hit Ximenqing's head? Could it be that the things in "Water Margin" can't be stopped!"

"Hmph, you still caused the lady of Wu to be scolded by the Ximen officials, and she was so scared that she ran home!"

"No! Lai Pi Little Sixth Brother said, Ximen Daguan looked at Mrs. Wu with his eyes, his heart and liver were hooked away, and his soul went home with her, so Mrs. Wu was not afraid, she was better than Ximen Daguan!"

"Little San'er, what are you talking about?Ximen Qing went home with Mrs. Wu?" Wu Song was upset, he didn't hear it very completely, and the child was also slurred, looking at Wu Song angry, he was scared, so he said according to his meaning: "Go back, go back!"

"Wow!" Wu Song let out a furious roar, took a long step, and flew towards home.

"Erlang, it's ten light!" Wang Po saw Wu Song hurriedly jump out to ask for credit, Wu Song held back his anger and said coldly: "What are you talking about, but the ten light that provokes Pan Jinlian?"

"Naturally!"

"Where's Pan Jinlian?"

"I've gone home, I guess it's spring!"

"I'll clean her up, and I'll settle accounts with you!"

A few words led to a misunderstanding, Wu Song thought in his heart that in "Water Margin", Wang Po said Pan Jinlian for Ximen Qing very light, and Wang Po thought that Wu Song entered the house and finished messing with Pan Jinlian and came back to repay herself.

Wu Song strode to the front of the house, pushed with both hands, the door did not move, the outside was not locked, that is, the inside was locked, if there was no personal relationship, in broad daylight, why should it be locked.

Wu Song was furious, and with a move of "Shuanglong goes to sea", two big fists of sand pots hit the gate, clicked, and the latch inside was immediately broken.

Bang dang!

There was a panicked noise from the bathroom, Wu Song rushed to the bathroom like a tiger on the mountain, brushed, he pulled open the covering cloth at the door, and the sun was dazzling.

The faint fragrance of osmanthus lingered around Pan Jinlian's white jade-like ketone body, and she panicked and immediately grabbed the changed clothes to block her chest, but she had a thought: "Didn't I want him to take a good look!"

The clothes slid down from the fingers with his thoughts, and fell to the ground silently through the delicate skin like cream, and Wu Song stood in front of him the pretty and timid Pan Jinlian.

Crystal drops of water fell from her hair, slid through the spring bamboo shoots and stood proudly, at the end of that April fragrant flower, the peach blossom-like pink condensation of the mountain temple blooming, splashing with fragrant flowers next to the jade-like little feet, the two jade legs stood tightly, there was no gap, except where it should be.

Wu Song's throat began to be anxious, his eyes became greedy, no matter how he looked, he couldn't take in this beautiful scenery in his heart, the boiling blood and tight limbs told how beautiful Pan Jinlian was, how much he longed.