Chapter 153 Love

Mingzai also has a younger brother who is in high school in the county with Xiaoqing's sister. He will not go home after a winter break, so Mingzai's only family members and grandparents are there.

Xiaoqing said that Zhang Yiming was also Mingzai's friend in Shenzhen. After the four old people saw Xiaoqing and Zhang Yiming, they were very kind. Especially when facing Xiaoqing, Zhang Yiming saw that the old people seemed to have a hint of guilt. From the later conversations, Zhang Yiming knew that it was because Mingzai died in disgrace, which made Xiaoqing's current identity unknown, which was very embarrassing.

Not long after sitting at Mingzai's house, Zhang Yiming and Xiaoqing left. The old people had to keep them for dinner, but Zhang Yiming said they had to leave tomorrow and had to eat this meal at Xiaoqing's house, otherwise her family would not agree.

Seeing that Zhang Yiming was right, the old man stopped forcing him to stay, but he must have asked Xiaoqing to take some bacon away and asked her to make it for Zhang Yiming tonight, which was also considered as a treat.

On the way, Zhang Yiming looked at the bacon that Xiaoqing brought, as if it was a hare or something.

Zhang Yiming recalled the simple smiles and clear eyes of the elderly from the Mingzai family just now. Only those who stick to their kindness for the rest of their lives and who have no conscience can maintain it.

Zhang Yiming suddenly felt deeply guilty for his mistaken killing Mingzai.

Xiaoqing, no matter what, don’t let Mingzai’s family know that he is dead at my hands, okay?

Xiaoqing looked at Zhang Yimingbu, saw the guilt in his eyes, and nodded softly.

I am not afraid of being enemies with evil people. Like Hong Sanbao and Laozi, they actually include Mingzai himself. He treats you like that. In fact, he has deteriorated. To be honest, he is not worthy of sympathy.What I am afraid of is being hated by kind people, just like Mingzai's family. When I see their eyes today, I was thinking, if one day such kind eyes spark a flame of hatred for me, I would be really sad.

They are good people, you are good people, and good people won’t hate good people.

Xiaoqing said with her head down.

Zhang Yiming smiled slightly and said: What kind of good person I am? I am not a bad person at most.

But I think you are a good person.

Zhang Yiming looked at Xiaoqing and suddenly asked: To be honest, Xiaoqing, do you hate me?

Zhang Yiming has never asked this question formally.

Xiaoqing was originally lowering her head, but then raised her up. Looking at Zhang Yiming for a long time, she finally said firmly: No hate.

I don’t have much cash on me this time. I will send you some money when I go back and find a way to give it to Mingzai’s family.I want to support his parents and grandparents until his death, and if his younger brother gets into college, he will support him until graduation.I will send money to you regularly.

Zhang Yiming made this decision after thinking about it.

Xiaoqing nodded. She felt more comforted in her heart when Zhang Yiming could do this.No matter how vicious Mingzai has treated her, she should not let these simple and kind old people be old and have no support.

Are you very rich?

After a while, Xiaoqing asked timidly that she understood her identity, not that she had any extravagant hopes and dreams for Zhang Yiming's money, she was just curious about how magical this god-like man is in her mind?

Zhang Yiming smiled and saw that there was no one around, so he said: Little cat, what if I don’t have money?

Xiaoqing immediately remembered the scene last night, and a hint of shame appeared on her face. I am a kitten if I don’t have money, as long as you don’t mind.

I'm not rich, but I'm better than the people in your village.

Zhang Yiming said lightly. He didn't want to show off in front of this woman who was so humble and respectful to him. That was so boring. Besides, this was indeed his true words. He thought he was far from truly rich.

As he said this, he returned to Xiaoqing's house without realizing it.After dinner, the guest rooms specially designed at her home had already been packed.There is no nightlife in the countryside, and after finishing the housework, everyone goes to bed.

2 It was the first time Zhang Yiming slept in a rural farmhouse with such simple conditions. Although Xiaoqing's family gave him all the best quilts, it was probably the newly-spreaded cotton, which was thick and soft, light and warm, but unfortunately Zhang Yiming still couldn't sleep.

There was no choice but to lie on the bed and think about things. As he thought about it, he thought of Xiaoqing. From Amei in Shenzhen to Xiaoqing now, Zhang Yiming didn't understand why he came to her house.

After a long time of random thoughts, Zhang Yiming suddenly heard the door gently opened.

In the small mountain village at the foot of Fanjing Mountain far away from all his original life circle, Zhang Yiming was not worried that it would be a sneak attack by his opponent. He knew that it must be the kitten that was coming.

Sure enough, Xiaoqing's figure flashed into the room, closed the door gently, and came to Zhang Yiming's bed.

Zhang Yiming closed his eyes and didn't make a sound. After a while of rumbling, a naked body squirted into his bed.

Master, your kitten is here to serve you.

Xiaoqing whispered in Zhang Yiming's ear.

Zhang Yiming stopped pretending to be asleep and turned over and pressed her down. Little cat, aren’t you afraid that your family will know?

Zhang Yiming knew that this place was a simple countryside after all.

They all fell asleep.

The naked body twisted under Zhang Yiming and added: If you know, you will know that the kitten must serve the master, otherwise the master will leave tomorrow.

I will come to see you if I have the chance in the future.

Zhang Yiming said as he groped to take off his clothes.

Can the owner come once a year?Just once a year, the kitten is satisfied.

Once a year?

Zhang Yiming's voice seemed a little embarrassed.

Immediately, he felt Xiaoqing's body froze. Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it. She was a little sad and even more desperate. It was my extravagant hope that I was just a pet and should not have too high requirements.

Zhang Yiming smiled secretly, I mean, can it only be once a year?Don't do it twice?Three times, more times?No?

Xiaoqing then realized and cried out happily with a meow, OK, of course, thank you, good master.

Zhang Yiming also laughed happily, "Okay, I promise to come here at least once a year, so I'll come to Fanjing Mountain for a trip."

Xiaoqing had already slid into the quilt, and grabbed Zhang Yiming's huge spearhead like a kitten, and licked and sucked it soundly.

Not long after, Zhang Yiming felt unbearable in his sex life. He picked up Xiaoqing and pressed the spearhead that was soaked by her licking straight onto her anus.

After being with Xiaoqing a few times, Zhang Yiming found that he had a preference for her anus. Moreover, what Xiaoqing said last night also made Zhang Yiming very happy with her virginity. Her anus bud was captured by Zhang Yiming.

Good kitten, the owner is going to pick chrysanthemums again tonight. Can you bear it?

Um.

Xiaoqing snorted obediently. When Zhang Yiming heard this, he raised his spearhead and slowly stabbed in. At the same time, he couldn't help but think that if Xiaoqing had never left the small mountain village of his hometown and stayed in Shenzhen for so long, he would definitely not have played such tricks, and he seemed to be happy.

Just as he was thinking this way, Xiaoqing under the Fenghuo Chinese website had already started to scream softly, which made Zhang Yiming move like a fiery heart and began to fight hard.

Xiaoqing's chrysanthemum path was still very tight. Zhang Yiming was worried at first that she could not bear the pain. After a while, she realized that in such strange malaria love and pain, Xiaoqing was even more violent than before. After a while, she was so limp that she was out of shape. Could it be that this little pet cat actually had some abuse?

Zhang Yiming couldn't help but laugh. He didn't know who was serving whom.

It was already the third afternoon of the third day when Zhang Yiming sat on the train to Huaihua. There were not many people on the train at this time, and the journey took only 2 hours. Zhang Yiming sat alone in a chair, leaning against the window and watching the scenery passing by the railway, but thinking about what happened in the past two days.

At Xiaoqing's house the eve, Zhang Yiming finally asked Xiaoqing for the front again. There was no way. The chrysanthemum bud was just a matter of life, so how could it be long-term?

And Zhang Yiming's majesty and pride cannot be stopped all at once. Besides, Zhang Yiming also wants to be polite to Xiaoqing and slowly eliminate the hidden pain in her heart.

The Dragon King pierced into the honey pot, and Xiaoqing cried with joy. It was not only physical pleasure, but also psychological gratitude. She understood Zhang Yiming's compassion.

Thank you, Master.

Xiaoqing didn't forget to say this while sobbing.

Why?

The owner does not dislike the kitten's unclean body.

Zhang Yiming sighed in his heart. Xiaoqing cared about his past experience thousands of times more than him. It was really a fate that made such a weak and kind woman have such a disgraceful and unbearable past.

Zhang Yiming stopped talking and sprinted harder, as if to bring the weak kitten beneath her with extreme happiness to wash away the shame and pain of the past for her....

4 Xiaoqing was limping all night under Zhang Yiming. Until dawn was about to come, she was still in a vain pace and could hardly make her move.

Zhang Yiming saw it, got out of bed and hugged her, grabbed her clothes in his hand, opened the door, and walked gently towards her room.

Both of them were naked. Zhang Yiming secretly used the Tantric Tai Chi mental method, stood on tiptoe, lifted his breath, and walked on the floor of the wooden house, and quietly.

At that moment, Zhang Yiming kind of believed in the light skills in martial arts novels.

If you practice this skill with breathing to the extreme and supplemented by powerful leg bounces, you might be able to jump, several feet high.

On the one hand, the mountainous areas are wet, and on the other hand, the wood is rich. Therefore, in order to prevent moisture, the floors in the houses are all covered with wooden boards. Because they have been around for a long time, they usually creak when walking on them, let alone this late night and people are quiet?

Xiaoqing's naked body was held in her arms by Zhang Yiming, who was also naked. She didn't know Zhang Yiming's skills. She only knew that she had to pass through the main hall and then pass through her parents' room to reach her room.

It was almost early morning. People in rural areas were going to bed early and getting up early. At this time, as long as there was a little noise, they might be hit by their parents opening the door.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqing was so nervous that her heart was completely raised to her throat. The almost pounding heartbeat was enough to wake up her parents in the house. The cold in the middle of winter was already scared to the point of forgetting it.

Zhang Yiming felt Xiaoqing's condition and suddenly had a prank in his mind. When he passed by Xiaoqing's parents' room, he not only did not slip past quickly, but stopped and approached the door.

Kitten, are your parents sleeping inside?

Zhang Yiming asked very lightly, biting Xiaoqing's ear.

Xiaoqing was so scared that she didn't dare to let out. If she had known this, she would rather sleep in Zhang Yiming's room until dawn.

It was one thing for her parents to know that she was spending the night in Zhang Yiming's room, but if they saw the embarrassing appearance of the two of them, it would be another completely different thing.

How can simple villagers accept such a scene?

What if they opened the door and saw us like this?

Xiaoqing was already scared and had a pleading look in her eyes, but Zhang Yiming's questioning made her feel strange again. Under the double pressure of panic and stimulation, Xiaoqing's body couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiming's fingers entered the little cat's honey path in his arms without any warning, and ordered: Kitten, call for the owner.

In an instant, Xiaoqing's honey path tightened, and was outside the door of her parents, held in Zhang Yiming's hand, venting his hand vividly, and shouting out like crying: Meow