Xiaoyan actually found a few cooked rice dumplings from her uncle's house from a bag under her feet.
The Koreans have various delicious snacks, and rice dumplings made of glutinous rice and jujubes are one of them.
I held the steering wheel with one hand, reached in front of Xiaoyan with the other hand, and said with a smile: I won’t say anything, I won’t say anything, I will quickly pick one for my husband. I will leave my saliva when I smell the fragrance of the rice dumplings.
Nam Sung-jae didn't make any noise in the back seat, but I had noticed in Yu Guangli that he was also staring at Xiaoyan's white fingers peeling the rice dumplings.
Xiaoyan quickly peeled the first one, but handed it to Nam Sung-jae directly. The guy didn't refuse, and then took it and started chewing it in big mouthfuls.
As for the hospitality method, it means that my father-in-law is good at tutoring his daughter, so I naturally would not have any objections. However, the fragrant rice dumplings in the car really made me feel very excited, and my saliva couldn't help but fill my mouth. I watched Xiaoyan peel off the second one, but after waiting for a long time, I didn't see her hand it to me.
I turned my head and saw that Xiaoyan started to eat by herself with such a smile.
ah?Where is mine?I asked with some dissatisfaction.
You are driving!Can't eat anything!Xiao Yanhong was eating rice dumplings beautifully in her pouting mouth and said with a smile.
Maybe it was because he was in a hurry to eat, and Nam Sung-jae suddenly started to burp. Xiaoyan quickly pointed to the back window of the car and said: Extend down, there is water behind!
While slapping hard on his chest, Nam Sung-jae reached behind the seat. After fumbled for a while, he took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and poured it hard, straightened his back and tucked his chin. After a while, he calmed down.
The ones we packed at home are all made of the best fragrant glutinous rice, which is very sticky. You can't eat too much when eating, so you choke!Xiaoyan smiled and stroked the hair in her ear with her hands.
This hair was slapped in Shenyang before she came back. It was a very fashionable Korean curl, and it was dyed with a few bright yellow colors. Her skin was originally fair. Against the backdrop of this hairstyle and color, her skin was like a peeled cooked egg, tender and smooth, and looked like a pink aries cream.
It is said that every man has his own unique hobbies. For example, some men like women's beautiful legs, some like women's jade feet, or women's breasts, etc. I also have my own preferences. For example, I like Xiaoyan's two long legs wearing black stockings, and for example, I like to smell the unique perfume smell on Xiaoyan.
However, no one can guess what I like the most. What touched me the most was her fair and smooth skin on the back of the ears and neck.
I don't know if I am perverted. Anyway, my favorite thing is to sneak a glance at the skin behind Xiaoyan's ear between her hair. My obsession with her skin is even higher than my senses of her breasts and vagina. I understand in my heart that I don't need to sneak a glance at her. Every inch of her skin in her body opens the door for me without reservation. I can always be blessed with them, but I just can't help it, as if there will be an infinite charming aura that makes me addicted and even dare not play with it easily, just as if I will defile her when I look directly at it. Only when we are at the peak of sex, I can't help but suck the skin that makes me fascinated.
I have never experienced other women. I don’t know if other women have this characteristic. Anyway, the smell behind Xiaoyan’s ears is different from other parts of her body. Other places are fragrant, but the smell behind her ears is very special. It is a faint fragrance, which is very light, but refreshing, and it feels like people will melt instantly.
She knew my hobby, but she couldn't smell that smell. However, she liked to hold my head tightly when we were having sex, let me kiss her behind her ears, saying that it looked very comfortable.
When I glanced sideways, I saw her fair white piece that made me fascinated. I couldn't help but feel a sense of heat in my heart. Yes, we haven't had sex for almost two months, and I really can't hold it in.
From the first time we started to get married now, we have never had sex for more than a week.
The death of my father-in-law hit Xiaoyan a lot. In the first few days, Xiaoyan would cry and cry almost every day when she was awake. During that time, I was even a little worried that Xiaoyan would really collapse, so I was guarding her day and night, and had to coax her to sleep peacefully.
It has been almost two months since my father-in-law passed away, and Xiaoyan's spirit has almost recovered, especially when she sent her father's ashes back to her hometown this time. She seemed to have already shaken off the sadness in her heart. She just agreed to my excessive request to fight with her. It seems that she has a new demand in this regard.
However, now there is an extra light bulb in the car!
If it weren't for this giant two million-watt light bulb in North Korea, I really wanted to stop the car with one foot, and then I would be so crazy that I could do this little girl in the car between the mountains and rivers!
It was like a heart-to-heart relationship. Xiaoyan was eating rice dumplings, but suddenly she seemed to realize something. She turned her head and looked at my face, and asked with a wicked smile: Do you want to eat it?This rice dumpling is so delicious, we can't buy it in Shenyang.
I was in a state of lewdness in my fantasy of her graceful body and skin. I was reminded by her words and nodded immediately and said: I miss Ah!
You can concentrate on driving, I will feed you!She said with a smile, not caring about an outsider sitting behind her.
I glanced at Nam Sung Jae in the back seat. He was not looking at us, looking at the woods that were quickly retreating outside the window in a daze.
The mountain road is not only rugged and winding, but also very muddy. It is almost noon, and the clouds in the sky are gradually getting thicker, the temperature rises very quickly, half of the car windows fall, and the mountain breeze blowing in does not feel cold. Instead, it has a fragrance of fresh soil and grass leaves, soaking our hearts and lungs.
Open her mouth... Xiaoyan reached out and handed a rice dumpling that she had bitten a few bites to my mouth. I opened her mouth and she gently delivered the rice dumpling to my mouth, while saying softly: Small mouth, don't choke.
While enjoying the fragrant rice dumplings that my beautiful wife feeds to my mouth, I drive a car and gallop in the spring forest. It feels like nothing in this world is no longer important, and I am almost the happiest person in this world.
By the way, Brother Cheng Zai, have you gotten married?Xiaoyeon turned around and asked Nam Sung-jae behind her.
Maybe Xiaoyeon's thinking jumped a little fast, and Nam Sung-jae didn't hear back for a long time.
Shouldn't you be called Oppa?I quipped.
What...what?Nam Sung-jae finally had a voice.
Xiaoyan smiled and handed the rice dumplings in her hand to my mouth and said: What an Oppa Ah!You need a familiar sister to call me. If you don’t know, don’t talk nonsense!
Nam Sung-jae suddenly let out an extremely contemptuous sound, as if she was very disdainful of our mentally retarded topic.
Xiaoyan and I were quiet, trying to figure out what exactly made Nam Sung-jae react so much.
You are all confused by the capitalist propaganda of South Korea!His tone is very similar to what we would say thirty years ago.
Xiaoyan reacted very quickly. Seeing that my mouth moved, she was about to start arguing with him again, so she quickly pinched my arm and changed the topic with a smile: Brother Chengzai, are you married?…Koran Hashnayu?(?????????)
As he said that, he seemed to be afraid that he would not understand, so he added in Korean.
I saw the rearview mirror, Rimin Sung Jae shook her head vigorously.
Xiaoyan asked strangely: How old are you?Why haven’t you got married yet?
I...41 years old.Nam Sung-jae seems to be embarrassed to answer this question.
Is discipline not allowed?I interfered and asked.
No, I am a captain of the People's Army and I can get married according to the military ranks.He hurriedly explained.
Xiaoyan was very energetic to ask the questions to the end and asked with confusion: Then why haven’t you got married yet?Aren’t the officers on your side very good?
Nam Sung-jae was silent for a long time and said slowly: I have children, but no woman is willing to marry me.
Ah?Xiaoyan asked even more puzzledly: So you are such a man, what about the child’s mother?
Her mother was dysfunctional when she gave birth to her and she didn't survive.Nam Sung-jae's mood began to decline, and he could hear the sadness in his tone.
But even if your wife dies, you can still marry again, right?Xiaoyan kept asking.
Her mother is not my wife, she is not my biological daughter, and the girl Zhenying is the child of my comrade-in-arms.Nam Sung-jae sighed and replied.
Xiaoyan and I were confused and didn't say anything, so we listened to him continue.
The Koreans have various delicious snacks, and rice dumplings made of glutinous rice and jujubes are one of them.
I held the steering wheel with one hand, reached in front of Xiaoyan with the other hand, and said with a smile: I won’t say anything, I won’t say anything, I will quickly pick one for my husband. I will leave my saliva when I smell the fragrance of the rice dumplings.
Nam Sung-jae didn't make any noise in the back seat, but I had noticed in Yu Guangli that he was also staring at Xiaoyan's white fingers peeling the rice dumplings.
Xiaoyan quickly peeled the first one, but handed it to Nam Sung-jae directly. The guy didn't refuse, and then took it and started chewing it in big mouthfuls.
As for the hospitality method, it means that my father-in-law is good at tutoring his daughter, so I naturally would not have any objections. However, the fragrant rice dumplings in the car really made me feel very excited, and my saliva couldn't help but fill my mouth. I watched Xiaoyan peel off the second one, but after waiting for a long time, I didn't see her hand it to me.
I turned my head and saw that Xiaoyan started to eat by herself with such a smile.
ah?Where is mine?I asked with some dissatisfaction.
You are driving!Can't eat anything!Xiao Yanhong was eating rice dumplings beautifully in her pouting mouth and said with a smile.
Maybe it was because he was in a hurry to eat, and Nam Sung-jae suddenly started to burp. Xiaoyan quickly pointed to the back window of the car and said: Extend down, there is water behind!
While slapping hard on his chest, Nam Sung-jae reached behind the seat. After fumbled for a while, he took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and poured it hard, straightened his back and tucked his chin. After a while, he calmed down.
The ones we packed at home are all made of the best fragrant glutinous rice, which is very sticky. You can't eat too much when eating, so you choke!Xiaoyan smiled and stroked the hair in her ear with her hands.
This hair was slapped in Shenyang before she came back. It was a very fashionable Korean curl, and it was dyed with a few bright yellow colors. Her skin was originally fair. Against the backdrop of this hairstyle and color, her skin was like a peeled cooked egg, tender and smooth, and looked like a pink aries cream.
It is said that every man has his own unique hobbies. For example, some men like women's beautiful legs, some like women's jade feet, or women's breasts, etc. I also have my own preferences. For example, I like Xiaoyan's two long legs wearing black stockings, and for example, I like to smell the unique perfume smell on Xiaoyan.
However, no one can guess what I like the most. What touched me the most was her fair and smooth skin on the back of the ears and neck.
I don't know if I am perverted. Anyway, my favorite thing is to sneak a glance at the skin behind Xiaoyan's ear between her hair. My obsession with her skin is even higher than my senses of her breasts and vagina. I understand in my heart that I don't need to sneak a glance at her. Every inch of her skin in her body opens the door for me without reservation. I can always be blessed with them, but I just can't help it, as if there will be an infinite charming aura that makes me addicted and even dare not play with it easily, just as if I will defile her when I look directly at it. Only when we are at the peak of sex, I can't help but suck the skin that makes me fascinated.
I have never experienced other women. I don’t know if other women have this characteristic. Anyway, the smell behind Xiaoyan’s ears is different from other parts of her body. Other places are fragrant, but the smell behind her ears is very special. It is a faint fragrance, which is very light, but refreshing, and it feels like people will melt instantly.
She knew my hobby, but she couldn't smell that smell. However, she liked to hold my head tightly when we were having sex, let me kiss her behind her ears, saying that it looked very comfortable.
When I glanced sideways, I saw her fair white piece that made me fascinated. I couldn't help but feel a sense of heat in my heart. Yes, we haven't had sex for almost two months, and I really can't hold it in.
From the first time we started to get married now, we have never had sex for more than a week.
The death of my father-in-law hit Xiaoyan a lot. In the first few days, Xiaoyan would cry and cry almost every day when she was awake. During that time, I was even a little worried that Xiaoyan would really collapse, so I was guarding her day and night, and had to coax her to sleep peacefully.
It has been almost two months since my father-in-law passed away, and Xiaoyan's spirit has almost recovered, especially when she sent her father's ashes back to her hometown this time. She seemed to have already shaken off the sadness in her heart. She just agreed to my excessive request to fight with her. It seems that she has a new demand in this regard.
However, now there is an extra light bulb in the car!
If it weren't for this giant two million-watt light bulb in North Korea, I really wanted to stop the car with one foot, and then I would be so crazy that I could do this little girl in the car between the mountains and rivers!
It was like a heart-to-heart relationship. Xiaoyan was eating rice dumplings, but suddenly she seemed to realize something. She turned her head and looked at my face, and asked with a wicked smile: Do you want to eat it?This rice dumpling is so delicious, we can't buy it in Shenyang.
I was in a state of lewdness in my fantasy of her graceful body and skin. I was reminded by her words and nodded immediately and said: I miss Ah!
You can concentrate on driving, I will feed you!She said with a smile, not caring about an outsider sitting behind her.
I glanced at Nam Sung Jae in the back seat. He was not looking at us, looking at the woods that were quickly retreating outside the window in a daze.
The mountain road is not only rugged and winding, but also very muddy. It is almost noon, and the clouds in the sky are gradually getting thicker, the temperature rises very quickly, half of the car windows fall, and the mountain breeze blowing in does not feel cold. Instead, it has a fragrance of fresh soil and grass leaves, soaking our hearts and lungs.
Open her mouth... Xiaoyan reached out and handed a rice dumpling that she had bitten a few bites to my mouth. I opened her mouth and she gently delivered the rice dumpling to my mouth, while saying softly: Small mouth, don't choke.
While enjoying the fragrant rice dumplings that my beautiful wife feeds to my mouth, I drive a car and gallop in the spring forest. It feels like nothing in this world is no longer important, and I am almost the happiest person in this world.
By the way, Brother Cheng Zai, have you gotten married?Xiaoyeon turned around and asked Nam Sung-jae behind her.
Maybe Xiaoyeon's thinking jumped a little fast, and Nam Sung-jae didn't hear back for a long time.
Shouldn't you be called Oppa?I quipped.
What...what?Nam Sung-jae finally had a voice.
Xiaoyan smiled and handed the rice dumplings in her hand to my mouth and said: What an Oppa Ah!You need a familiar sister to call me. If you don’t know, don’t talk nonsense!
Nam Sung-jae suddenly let out an extremely contemptuous sound, as if she was very disdainful of our mentally retarded topic.
Xiaoyan and I were quiet, trying to figure out what exactly made Nam Sung-jae react so much.
You are all confused by the capitalist propaganda of South Korea!His tone is very similar to what we would say thirty years ago.
Xiaoyan reacted very quickly. Seeing that my mouth moved, she was about to start arguing with him again, so she quickly pinched my arm and changed the topic with a smile: Brother Chengzai, are you married?…Koran Hashnayu?(?????????)
As he said that, he seemed to be afraid that he would not understand, so he added in Korean.
I saw the rearview mirror, Rimin Sung Jae shook her head vigorously.
Xiaoyan asked strangely: How old are you?Why haven’t you got married yet?
I...41 years old.Nam Sung-jae seems to be embarrassed to answer this question.
Is discipline not allowed?I interfered and asked.
No, I am a captain of the People's Army and I can get married according to the military ranks.He hurriedly explained.
Xiaoyan was very energetic to ask the questions to the end and asked with confusion: Then why haven’t you got married yet?Aren’t the officers on your side very good?
Nam Sung-jae was silent for a long time and said slowly: I have children, but no woman is willing to marry me.
Ah?Xiaoyan asked even more puzzledly: So you are such a man, what about the child’s mother?
Her mother was dysfunctional when she gave birth to her and she didn't survive.Nam Sung-jae's mood began to decline, and he could hear the sadness in his tone.
But even if your wife dies, you can still marry again, right?Xiaoyan kept asking.
Her mother is not my wife, she is not my biological daughter, and the girl Zhenying is the child of my comrade-in-arms.Nam Sung-jae sighed and replied.
Xiaoyan and I were confused and didn't say anything, so we listened to him continue.
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