The Eastern Invincible Harvested Grass to Blackwood Cliff

"Yo, beauty!" When Deng Jiuru blurted out these words, Dongfang Bubai was a little stunned.

For the first time in his life, someone called him a beauty, and Dongfang Bubai looked at this person. This half-grown child's tone was very frivolous, but his eyes were radiant.

Dongfang Bubai didn't speak, and looked up at him. At this moment, this man walked a few steps closer to Dongfang Bubai, his whole face was almost pressed against him.

"Beauty, it's been a long night. I'm here to accompany you to have a good time. My name is Deng Jiuru. I'm a grass picker. I just learned the skill of picking grass from my senior brother today. I'm still a chicken." Red a little, with a hippie smile on his face, as if he was a great chicken.

Dongfang Bubai still didn't speak, didn't resist, let this weed picker named Deng Jiuru press himself on the bed, and then began to untie his belt dishonestly.

Dongfang Bubai was waiting for him to see his mutilated body, and then he shot and killed him. Dongfang Bubai didn't know why he did this, he could do it now.

Later Dongfang Bubai figured it out, maybe it was because he had been longing for such a long time, hoping to find such a person, and just at this time, Deng Jiuru appeared.

When the last piece of close-fitting obscene trousers was taken off, Deng Jiuru's eyes fell on the place that was no longer complete. Dongfang Bubai had been looking at his face, but because of the angle, his gaze was only You can see the hair on top of Deng Jiuru's head.

Just when Dongfang Bubai wanted to raise his hand to directly kill Deng Jiuru, suddenly Deng Jiuru raised his big smile and met Dongfang Bubai's eyes.

"Beauty, it turns out to be your father-in-law in the palace, ah, ah, ah, we are a match made in heaven, today I will let you experience the feeling of ecstasy again!"

After finishing speaking, Deng Jiuru's lips fell, and Dongfang Bubai lowered his raised hand again, letting Deng Jiuru start to ignite his own body. Halfway through, he couldn't help thinking that he had a concubine Ji before, but I have never felt such a trembling feeling.

Ever since he came to the palace, he had broken off his love affairs, and he did not allow his concubine Ji to see his current body. At this time, the desire that had been dormant for many years was awakened by Deng Jiuru's passionate and youthful kiss.

The pain of being stretched can be completely ignored, because the ensuing feeling of involuntary sinking makes one's scalp tingle, and Dongfang Bubai doesn't know what mood he should be in right now.

He accepted that a half-grown grass picker he met for the first time did this to him, which made him feel a little unacceptable. Even though he had fantasized about being someone's wife, it was definitely not like this Case.

At the same time, he seemed to be able to detect a throbbing in every kiss, every look and every movement of this half-grown child, which made Dongfang Bubai feel an unprecedented contradiction—he was very The decisive person, whether it's wielding a knife from the palace, or making a move against Ren Woxing in advance, or this time wearing rouge and wearing a flower skirt.

After the half-grown child on his body vigorously begged him for the third time, Dongfang Bubai also felt very tired. When he fell asleep, Dongfang Bubai thought, thinking about it tomorrow morning, it was killing him. Still let him go.

When Dongfang Bubai opened his eyes early the next morning, the first thing he saw was Deng Jiuru's chest. After feeling the surroundings, Dongfang Bubai realized that right now he was surrounded by this man who was shorter than himself. The half-grown child was held in his arms and slept all night.

A strange feeling crossed Dongfang Bubai's heart, and he suddenly didn't want to move, but at this time, Deng Jiuru had already woken up.

"Oh my lady, you're awake, I'm going to make breakfast for you!" Deng Jiuru got up from the bed and began to put on his clothes and pants.

"I'm a man." This was the first time Dongfang Bubai spoke. For some reason, he was obviously happy because of the other party's "lady", but he still emphasized this thing that he always wanted to abandon.

"I know, I'm a grass picker, not a flower picker, um, lady, although cooking for my husband has made my master fat three times, I'd rather have porridge today, after all, last night I did it for my husband Meng Lang Some." After finishing speaking, Deng Jiuru put on his belt, and moved to Dongfang Bubai's side in a cheap way.

"Who made my wife bite your husband so tightly last night?"

After finishing speaking, Deng Jiuru went out of the room, Dongfang Bubai sat up, the dull pain coming from under his body made him frowned slightly, and then went down to get dressed, Dongfang Bubai just glanced at the blood-stained bed sheet, and then He sat down in front of the dresser.

The bronze mirror reflected his appearance at this time, the gorgeous heavy makeup has been worn out due to last night's tossing, red, pink, and white are mixed together, like a living ghost, Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand to touch it. Touched his face, then looked out the door.

At this moment, Deng Jiuru came in from the door with a mournful face: "Lady, there is no more than half a grain of rice in the house. Poor husband, I can't live without rice."

"Oh, I ate all of it yesterday, and I haven't bought it yet today." Dongfang Bubai said.

Deng Jiuru didn't expect him to answer. He was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter. He walked up to Dongfang Bubai in three steps, and wet the cleansing towel from the copper basin: "You can't make breakfast for the lady." , how about asking my husband to wash your face and make up your eyebrows?"

Dongfang Bubai nodded, feeling Deng Jiuru gently wash his face with a towel, and then felt that the other party's fingers were stained with rouge and smeared on his face. After a while, he stopped, and Dongfang Bubai opened his eyes. , looking at the bronze mirror.

Well, the pale face, the bright red rouge, and the curved eyebrows of willow leaves are his favorite makeup. Turning his head, he saw that Deng Jiuru was opening his suitcase and rummaging through it. He took out a suit that was all pink. Clothes with big peach blossoms.

"I like this one. Let's wear it today. You can rest at home later. I'll go to the street to buy rice and vegetables, and I'll buy a few bolts of satin to make clothes for you." Deng Jiuru brought the clothes for Dongfang Bubai to wear. Then he hugged Dongfang in satisfaction and kissed him.

"Sure enough, it's my wife, she looks good no matter how you look at her!"

Dongfang Bubai saw that his mouth was full of rouge from his own face, so he stretched out his finger to wipe his lips, but Deng Jiuru put his finger in his mouth.

A tingling feeling came from the fingertips, and Dongfang Bubai didn't know how to describe his current mood.

Deng Jiuru only played around for a while, and then went shopping. Dongfang Bubai sat in front of the bronze mirror, touched the place Deng Jiuru had just kissed, touched up his makeup, and then waited quietly for about an hour. Deng Jiuru has not come back yet.

Maybe he won't come back.Dongfang Bubai was thinking, feeling inexplicably agitated, picked up the clothes that were half embroidered yesterday, since he found that embroidery is a good way to kill two birds with one stone, he has been keen to embroider these plain clothes into the look he likes, usually like this It could make him calm down, but now, the embroidery needle pricked his finger, and a drop of blood fell on the clothes.

"It smells like blood, my lady!" At this moment, Deng Jiuru's bluffing voice came from the door, the voice fell silent, and the other person came in front of him, and his movement was so fast that Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment, before he could recover Come on, Deng Jiuru put his fingers in his mouth again.

The irritability disappeared in an instant, Dongfang Bubai looked at the slightly frowning brows in front of him, and then noticed the stranger's breath, then raised his head and looked out the door.

Outside the door is not so much a person, but a hill full of hanging things. If you look carefully, there are rice bags on it, a whole sheep, and large and small bags of cloth. In short, there are miscellaneous things. People were overwhelmed by these things. It was not until the door that the hill collapsed, revealing the people inside.

"I said, brother, your brother, I'm about to be crushed to death, come, come, let me see, you are so anxious to let me come to see your wife, your wife is... ah?" Tian Boguang acted as a coolie all the way, and Deng Jiuruman county He was so dazed by shopping around, completely unaware that he was finally led into the house of Mrs. Dong's family, but at this moment, when he saw this strange-looking person, he immediately recognized the other person's identity.

"Junior brother, you, you, you..." Tian Boguang called you several times, but he was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say.

"Senior brother, this is my wife. Anyway, I can't wait to tell my master to get married again. I made a wedding ceremony early yesterday, and scored twice tonight. Senior brother, you are the only one who is qualified to marry me. I will definitely marry you tomorrow." Here is a big gift package for you." Deng Jiuru pulled Dongfang Bubai and introduced them to each other.

"Let me tell you, Junior Brother, aren't you a weed picker? Why did you fall on a woman for the first time?" Tian Boguang managed to stabilize his mind and finally said such a sentence.

"My wife is the same as the county magistrate." Deng Jiuru explained with a smile.

Tian Boguang was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously made the same action as testing the young man's gender, but this time his hand was just stretched forward when Deng Jiuru grabbed it.

"Although you are my senior brother, you can't play with your brother's wife, senior brother, how can you be a hooligan!" Deng Jiuru was furious.

Dongfang Bubai moved his fingers imperceptibly, and the embroidery needle that had been pointed at Tian Bo's throat just now was quietly inserted back into its original position.