lovelorn too little

Zhou Ping doesn't speak Russian, but he often helps people fix things, from big tractors to small bicycles, and troubles like guns, he can get started.

In the beginning, it was just helping out, but as the number of people gradually increased, Lu Xinyi's house was full of messy things, such as wild geese who were too fat to fly even if they were alive, and big baskets with frozen palms. Fresh shrimps, and red sausages hanging in a row under the eaves.

The brass jar in which change was conveniently stuffed was also filled again and again with small denomination rubles.

Lu Xinyi hung a small wooden sign on the outer wall of the fence, with "Ed's Repair Shop" written crookedly in yellow wood paint.

When summer came, Zhou Ping had already gotten acquainted with most of the people in the town, and on the way back from the border black market with Lu Xinyi, he could occasionally receive a large handful of cigarettes.

Lu Xinyi was still worried that Zhou Ping's legs were prone to soreness, and the two of them stopped and walked.He put the money left by the two people selling things in a small cloth pocket, and took it out to count after a while.

Zhou Ping was so impatient with his counting that he snatched it away and held it in his hand. Seeing that he bowed his head aggrievedly, he forgot after a while, and then put the small cloth bag back into his pocket.

The weather was fine. Many days ago, the corn seemed to be about to grow, and the tassels were so long that they drooped, but when they were broken off, they were found to be very raw and tender. Lu Xinyi had to use them to cook soup.

The sweetness is also raw and tender, but the finished red sausage with dry oil is not bad.

Instead of counting money, Lu Xinyi held a miniature windmill upright like a national flag. He smiled when there was wind blowing, and frowned slightly when there was no wind, carefully observing each windmill leaf. Pull it by hand, and then pull it again.

Zhou Ping put one arm around his neck and walked: "Is it so beautiful?"

"Each one has seven rubies on it." Being surrounded tightly, Lu Xinyi looked up at him with difficulty, "Look."

"Ugly to death."

"It's not ugly at all..." Lu Xinyi pouted secretly, "I'll go back and stick it by the bedside."

Zhou Ping pinched the corner of his mouth: "How about politeness?"

Lu Xinyi said: "The elders need respect. You are not my elder, so I don't need to respect you."

Recently, Lu Xinyi chased Zhou Ping to learn allegorical sayings and proverbs, and in turn was bullied by Zhou Ping's distorted teachings of benevolence, righteousness and etiquette for several days.

"I am ten years older than you, what is it if I am not an elder?"

Lu Xinyi said, "Husband."

Zhou Ping turned his face away, looked at the green and yellow grass on the side of the road for some reason, then turned back, and changed back to a wooden expression: "That's not right."

Zhou Pingang just spent a lot of money just to buy a small windmill inlaid with gold and rubies in enamel that was inexplicably fancy but completely useless.

Lu Xinyi could only say, "Elder husband."

Zhou Ping pinched the corner of his mouth again.

At this time, Lu Xinyi's Chinese is not that good.Zhou Ping only taught him to call her husband once on the bed, but Lu Xinyi acted as if she wasn't shy at all, and even used the title on her lips.

In a situation where Zhou Ping blushes every time the fat waiter at the burrito shop calls him "your man."

"I don't want to go to that one," Lu Xinyi said, "Go to another one."

Zhou Ping asked, "Why?"

Lu Xinyi said, "No reason."

Zhou Ping circled his neck and walked straight into the "Happy Burrito House", which made Lu Xinyi unhappy at all.

The fat waiter greeted him: "Good afternoon!"

Zhou Ping also said hello in Russian.

The fat waiter came chattering in a long line, and Zhou Ping showed a helpless expression.The fat waiter put his hips on his hips and laughed.Zhou Ping also smiled slightly, and everyone in the store laughed.

Lu Xinyi looked unwilling to blend into the cheerful atmosphere, held up the windmill and said, "Three burritos, one soup, and one Caesar salad. Take it away, thank you."

The fat waiter said: "Don't be so heartless, you haven't brought Ed here for nearly a week. This little thing is so beautiful."

Lu Xinyi held the windmill in his palm and showed her: "Thank you."

"Is Jay okay?" The bearded old man sitting by the window raised his beer to Lu Xinyi: "Come here, kid, let me and Ed have a good drink."

A delivery truck happened to come to the door, and Zhou Ping helped unload the things. After he finished carrying the last box of bread, he stood at the door of the warehouse with his hands down and his head bowed, asking Lu Xinyi to wipe his sweat for him.

The two competed with Yuri, and they finally met an evenly matched opponent. Yuri kept begging Lu Xinyi to allow Zhou Ping to drink with him until late at night.

In the end, the fat waiter could only call Natasha to pick up Yuri, whose limbs were limp, and go home.

When taking Yuri from Zhou Ping, she lowered her body slightly, supported Yuri, and whispered a word of thanks in a low voice, and Zhou Ping replied "willing to help" in an unskilled tone.

Natasha is about as tall as Ivan, with a solid figure. She inherited her father's eye-catching nose bridge. The oval-shaped face is flushed on both sides, and there are some fine freckles on the bridge of the nose and around the eyes. Her lips are plump and her eye sockets are deep. Pretty Russian girl.This made Lu Xinyi unhappy on the way back.

He was holding his own windmill and walking ahead, while Zhou Ping held his hand with the packed dinner for Jay, pulled a piece of dogtail grass by the side of the road, and stretched out his hand to scratch Lu Xinyi's neck from time to time, Lu Xinyi was so angry that she turned her head and glared at him twice.

When Lu Xinyi turned back for the third time, she was grabbed by Zhou Ping and pulled into her arms, her chin hit Zhou Ping's chest, it hurt, and she stared even more fiercely.

"Lu Xinyi." Zhou Ping lowered his head and said in a warning tone, "If you roll your eyes again, I'll beat you."

Lu Xinyi moved closer to him: "You smoke! You smoke!"

Zhou Ping pressed the back of his head, moved closer, his eyes fell on his red lips, he thought for a while and said seriously: "It's not suitable here."

Lu Xinyi quickly blushed, gritted her teeth and looked up at him ferociously. The moonlight shone on his face. His eyes were as dark as night, but they were so bright that they pierced people's hearts with their lovely eyes. .

After being teased in a non-vegetarian way, the rest of the journey will be safe.

After walking a few more steps, Zhou Ping suddenly threw the food on Lu Xinyi's chest, and when he rushed to pick it up, Zhou Ping had already picked him up with his buttocks in the same position as a child.

Lu Xinyi hurriedly hammered his shoulder: "Let go, let me go!"

Zhou Ping hugged him and walked forward: "Calm down."

Lu Xinyi said, "I'm not tired."

Zhou Ping said, "I think you are tired?"

Lu Xinyi said, "Your leg..."

"Is it okay, don't you know?" Zhou Ping coaxed him with a rare patient tone, "Kiss me."

Lu Xinyi hugged his neck and kissed him on the face, Zhou Ping raised his chin, and he blushed and kissed Zhou Ping on the mouth.

Zhou Ping stopped and kissed him slowly.

The cloth bag filled with burrito and salad dangled behind Zhou Ping's back. Lu Xinyi lay on his shoulder, playing with windmills and Zhou Ping's short-shaved hair at the temples.Zhou Ping bowed his head, and he obediently offered a sweet kiss.

Jay's digestion is already very bad, and he hasn't eaten much recently. When he got home, Lu Xinyi tried to wake him up, but in the end he only fed a little.

Jay struggled to utter a few syllables with unclear meanings, and Lu Xinyi nodded and said, "I went over there. I bought some new medicine today. The doctor Ed asked said it might be useful. After you finish taking the current medicine, you will be ready to go." Change."

Jay shook his head slowly, leaning back on the heavy old headboard, Lu Xinyi held his hand and said, "I still have money, I sell all the animals I catch, and Ed can get a lot. He repairs some things, and he also makes a little, and he can take them there and sell them."

Jay still shook his head.

The gully on his face seemed to be getting deeper, and the original deep eye sockets were only left with loose, unsupported soft flesh, drooping down, blocking the last gleam of light in his eyes.

The two sat in silence for a while, when Lu Xinyi suddenly remembered, took out a small windmill from his pocket and held it in front of Jay: "Grandpa, look."

He plucked the leaves of the windmill a few times, and the gems still reflected bright light under the dim bedside lamp.

Jay's shriveled lips moved a few times, and Lu Xinyi showed his windmill as if offering a treasure. It was only the size of an index finger knuckle, and it was hung with a thin platinum chain. The person who sold it to Zhou Ping said it used to be Anastasia. Jewelry for Princess Thea.

Zhou Ping asked Lu Xinyi what the seller was talking about, and Lu Xinyi lied without changing his face: "He said it was a toy for little boys."

"Grandpa, does it look good? Ed gave it to me."

Jay nodded, then slowly raised his hand, his rough palm covered the back of Lu Xinyi's hand, caressing it worryingly and lovingly.

"Grandpa, have you ever been to China? Let's go together in the future, you, me, and Ed, what do you think? I heard that the place going south will not snow for many years, and your legs will definitely It won’t hurt anymore, there are many doctors who can help you see a doctor, and I can still go to school, Ed said that the boys there are all going to school from the age of 17, and there are many from school to 30 years old.” Jay is asleep, Lu Xinyi He was still asking in a long-winded manner, "Grandpa, do you think it's okay?"

When Lu Xinyi finished taking a shower, Zhou Ping was already lying down on the bed, and the door didn't move, as if he was asleep.

Lu Xinyi touched the bed lightly, lay down on the other side, and pulled the quilt that Zhou Ping left for him to cover his stomach.

After a while, Zhou Ping leaned over from behind, and he turned Lu Xinyi over. His movements were not considered brutal, but his expression suddenly became very bad: "Lu Xinyi, who sleeps with toys?"

Lu Xinyi was still tinkering with his windmill.

Zhou Ping ordered: "Throw it out."

Lu Xinyi protested: "You bought it with your money, did you forget? It's so expensive, how can you throw it away?"

Zhou Ping sneered and said, "It's yours when you buy it, and people without brains would like this kind of thing."

Lu Xinyi struggled to put the necklace around his neck before rubbing against Zhou Ping with his naked lower body.

Zhou Ping's face was ugly, but he didn't refuse. After Lu Xinyi had the courage to hold Zhou Ping's penis that was hard when he came to touch him just now, he took a deep breath of encouragement.

Lu Xinyi masturbated haphazardly, and after a while, she climbed onto Zhou Ping's body, kissing Zhou Ping's lower body endlessly.

"Do you want it?" He imitated Zhou Ping and asked.

Zhou Ping couldn't help laughing, and Lu Xinyi was even more proud. He stretched his hand behind and clamped Zhou Ping's penis between his buttocks almost wantonly.

Zhou Ping frowned fiercely, his face was tense, staring at Lu Xinyi like he was about to eat someone.

He then kissed Zhou Ping's chin, ears and chest, licking along the groove between the two protruding pectoral muscles like a puppy, raised his head and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Zhou Ping didn't speak, but slowly pushed his crotch, and smeared all the dirty things from the glans head and horse eyes on his buttocks.

Lu Xinyi bit the bullet and asked again: "What do you want to say?"

Zhou Ping suddenly smiled at him, and said in a deep voice, "Fuck you little bitch."

Lu Xinyi's face was so red that she couldn't speak any more, she shrunk silently, knelt between Zhou Ping's legs, lowered her head and sucked the genitals that had been furious for a long time.

The tip was horribly thick and slightly curved, which made it difficult for Lu Xinyi to eat. He could almost swallow half of the glans head, and the saliva uncontrollably dripped down along the dark stem, wetting the clumps of pubic hair.

Finally, Zhou Ping couldn't take it anymore, turned over and pinned down the unruly kid, and gave his ass a pumping while fucking.

Lu Xinyi cried and yelled, and scolded Zhou Ping when he could catch his breath, but the boy's voice was tender and trembling as if he was acting like a baby, and even "bastard" seemed to be flirting, let alone these three words were followed by thousands of twists and turns "husband".

He lay on the bed and was fucked by Zhou Ping. The small windmill was pinched on the collarbone, making a spot of redness. Zhou Ping took it off and pressed it on the nipple slowly to scratch.

"Woo... pervert, you..."

Zhou Ping chuckled softly, held the windmill and slid all the way down, rubbing against his raised penis.

Lu Xinyi was hopeless and couldn't hold on for long, her thin waist shook violently, and she began begging for mercy inarticulately again, but Zhou Ping grabbed her thin belly and pushed her against the unbearable place for a while, crying Came out.

The orgasm came quickly and violently, and if it was touched inside, it would be lifeless. According to experience, if Zhou Ping did it for a while, he would have to pee. Lu Xinyi knew it herself, covering her eyes and crying and begging, Zhou Ping hugged him Pull yourself out.

"Comfortable?"

Lu Xinyi stammered and replied, "Hmm..."

"What do you want to say?"

Lu Xinyi breathed in and said, "Thank you husband."

Zhou Ping kissed his sweaty shoulder: "Good boy."

He helped Lu Xinyi put on the necklace again, and the two of them hugged each other for a while, Lu Xinyi looked very thin, but was soft in his arms, Zhou Ping's hand touched his back from his chest to his back, and rubbed his buttocks insufficiently. After kissing him little by little, Lu Xinyi gradually began to hum, and Zhou Ping pinched his waist and pushed in again.