Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

As soon as the slightly disgusted words came out, Zhuzhu, the short-haired tomboy who had her hair scorched by fire and then cruelly cut, couldn't help but say, "Master always says that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and silver is hidden in many places. We only have one burrow, and the old man has hidden the silver in more than ten places. I can't remember where it is!"

The old doctor, whose hair and beard had shortened considerably, faltered as he spoke. "The house has collapsed. How can I find the burnt ashes in the cabinet under the bed? I remember it clearly under the pillar next to the vegetable garden!"

"The pillar head burned into a hole on the ground, and Senior Brother Bao just happened to step on it and fall, and that's when he discovered it! Master, you forgot one thing! You made us dig through the ashes for days in vain!"

Zhuzhu felt tired and stretched out a pair of red, swollen and burned hands, "One moment under the stove, the next under the toilet door, I'm exhausted! Forget it, let's start over!"

Oh, so you came to her place to relive the good times last January when you got three taels of silver with free food and accommodation, and to make a comeback?

"Haha!" The fat man in a bellyband and a cotton diaper pulled his curly beard vigorously, "Ha!"

Wangshu pointed at his joyfully rebellious hand and intended to touch his head. The clever little fellow immediately loosened his beard to protect his short hair. The old doctor, who had come to the door to sell himself and beg for shelter and was ready to give up his beard, took a breath that was raised in his throat and then slowly let it go.

The little girl stuffed the leftover rice balls into his mouth, "Hmm, good!" He opened his mouth, but before he knew what it tasted like, the rice balls covered with saliva went down his throat.

The old man who had his beard pulled and was force-fed was not angry, but smiled. Sometimes he was led by the fat man to run around the yard, and sometimes he accompanied his sister to watch ants. The old and the young were like children, and the yard was noisy for a while.

In the bedroom.

"Madam, these two children are so well-developed." Zhenzhen, who had returned to her massage position, flattered Wangshu while massaging his hip bones. "The boy is strong and sturdy, and the girl is well-behaved and cute."

Unlike his sister who was staggering with the help of someone and whose feet seemed to be a little hot from walking on the road, his brother had a layer of hard calluses on the soles of his feet and he was out of breath after dragging the old man.

After half a month, the old doctor with white beard and silver hair, who looked like an immortal, was reduced to the slovenly appearance of a Beggar Gang elder. The younger sister who couldn't keep up, wearing a colorful dress and new shoes, had two little yellow-haired girls, but she was still on her new feet. She followed behind him and whispered, "Guo~Guo~, wait~"

Huh? She slowly tilted her head to look at the handsome stranger who had suddenly appeared behind the pillars. Confused, she said, "Huh?" She slowly extended a finger, only to be yanked up from the ground and suddenly thrust down on him. She was so frightened that she used her tiny hand to grab the man's hair. Then, as if realizing something, she let go and grabbed the man's collar instead.

"...Who?! Ah... General!" Xiaolu, who was holding a bowl of porridge, immediately attacked the stranger as soon as she saw him sideways. She rushed forward and was about to grab him, but he gently twisted his body and took two steps back to look at her. Xiaolu immediately bowed and saluted when she saw his face.

With her heart at ease, she said that there were 200 soldiers outside the mansion, and her master was patrolling with falcons and hunting dogs. The mansion was like an iron barrel, so how could anyone sneak in...

"Sister!" Thunder roared out of nowhere. Qin Xiuyuan shook his ears and watched his incompetent and furious son rushing over to rescue his sister. He picked her up with one hand, nodded to the old doctor, and went to the main room.

"Mother! Mother! You're bad..." The fat man, who was killed instantly, used the meow circle repeatedly and howled non-stop. Seeing this, the younger sister also followed suit and kicked her butt: "Mother, you're bad~~"

Xiaoqing rushed out with her sword in hand. She saw the general, whom she hadn't seen for half a year, walking through the door with ease, holding the struggling and screaming children in one arm and the other. She quickly put away her sword and knelt down, "General!"

Wangshu, who was hurriedly putting on his coat in the room, stopped when he heard the words. He felt mixed emotions in his heart. Footsteps were approaching, and the next second two dolls fell to the ground. Wangshu was pulled into the broad and familiar chest of the man.

"Hmm!" The man tightened his grip around the woman's slender waist, pinched her neck where her bun was, and said to the maid behind him in a deep voice, "Carry them all out."

The voice was not sober anymore! The struggling and confused baby stood there in a daze, watching the doors being closed one by one, and being carried out by the panicked maid.

As soon as the door slammed shut, a head dove into the tight, narrow skirt. It was a familiar formula! Wangshu leaned on her hands, her body and soul trembling with excitement at the hidden head, waves of surging desires surging out. She wanted, she wanted, more, harder...

"Hmm~" She reached out and pulled the man up, feeling for the target and asking him not to hesitate, "Shu Shu~", the man immediately pounced on her.

When Ji's mother and father returned home from work, they were told by Tang Bo that their son-in-law had arrived home alone at noon. The two old people could not contain their joy and hurried into the yard. They saw their big grandson and granddaughter holding a cabbage and playing with it from a distance. The maidservant beside them was guarding the main door from a distance, intentionally or unintentionally. They felt embarrassed, looked at each other, and slowed down their pace to play with the baby.

The main room's dinner and water were brought in together. Wangshu, who had eaten his fill, was so hoarse that he couldn't speak. Tuitui, who was still groping for the hungry man who didn't know how many times he was going to have sex, was annoyed and refused for the third time: "It hurts~"

The man who was addicted to the soft flesh, his mouth and hands kept on tickling, pinching the person and aiming, then casually released his mouth and hands, "Oh!"

Wangshu quickly hugged the man's neck and sobbed, "Goodbye, Qin Xiuyuan..."

"Eat more~" The man untied her unstable arms, grabbed her with one hand and lifted her up high, his dark green eyes were naked, and he stretched his waist. The woman whimpered and groaned, her strength was vulnerable, and her chest rippled. She was really flirting with the man a hundred times.

Only after the continuous whipping that Wangshu was out of breath and dying several times did the man reluctantly call it a day and carry the sweating person in to wash. Xiaoqing opened half of the small window, quickly changed the bedding, put the table and chairs back in place, and went downstairs carrying a pile of bedding and clothes to be washed.

From the afternoon till dark, her whole body was rumbling with pain. It was really... I couldn't complain about this wild man. She let him take care of her bath and meals. After she was full and had some strength left, she grabbed her and was about to hit her with a few hammers, but she became limp all over. She grimaced and gave up helplessly.

"We'll fight tomorrow when you wake up." The culprit encouraged her, even touching foreheads with the other person, playing the annoying "sticking method". Wangshu turned her face away to reject the other person's move to make a living, "Ugh!"

The young woman turned away with an expression of annoyance and disgust. Qin Xiuyuan laughed and carried her back to the bed, where they lay half-lying down. He said, "Son is so strong!"

The woman didn't respond. As he continued to ask, she realized she was indeed complaining, "He doesn't bully my daughter on weekdays, does he? At noon, he ran away quickly in front of me, not playing with my sister!"

The woman said nothing. The man lowered his eyes and reached out to tease the little woman who was half-lying in his arms. He was as cold as he was passionate at noon. His lips and tongue stuck to her persistently, and he called out in a murmured voice, "Shu Shu."

Wangshu dodged left and right, unable to bear the annoyance. "Monster!" One bit of male beauty was enough, but too much was annoying. He pressed down the arching forehead and called out his full name: "Qin Xiuyuan!"