What are you doing, why haven’t you gone yet, what do you want to do?
Huang Ying suddenly straightened her waist and looked back at him. She almost touched the tip of her nose with Huang Haitao. She screamed in fear. She took three steps back and looked at his red eyes. She turned red and her face turned red instinctively glanced at his crotch. The charming red tide quickly covered her face with frosty eggs.
Yellow Warbler, I...
Huang Haitao was caught in a bad mood and quickly covered his crotch and opened the door and escaped...
Huang Ying pressed her plump breasts with both hands, blushed and shy and proud smile, and let out a long sigh.
This brat is so terrifying and can't stand the temptation at all. What should he do if he hugged him desperately just now?
Will you really break up and teach him a lesson?
I must have a good talk with him later...
An hour later, it was already ten o'clock at night, and the clean sheets and quilts had been changed. Huang Ying put on pajamas and sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at Huang Haitao, who was also sitting cross-legged opposite her, continued: ...What does it have to do if you lack maternal love? I am not your biological mother, I am your granddaughter. You don't provoke so many young and energetic girls, but you want to do such bold and reckless things. You are shameless, I am shameless, and I am shameless. You don't think about it and people know that you are not falling into an abyss that will never be restored, but at least you will be drowned by the spits of others. I really don't know what your little head is thinking all day long...
But the yellow oriole,
Huang Haitao scratched his hair embarrassedly. I read a lot of books like that. Hehe, aren’t the noble and dignified strong women, senior officials, good wives and mothers all conquered by the little perverts’ sweet words and pestering them?
You guy doesn't learn well, your ideals are so big.
Huang Ying blushed and reached out to knock on his forehead. She was filled with shock and resentment. Her eyes were filled with shimmering eyes, and her eyes were filled with shimmering eyes. She could conquer a good woman with a few sweet words. She could only be a slut and a shameless woman. You'd better avoid such an idea, see if I don't knock your head...
Yes, the more I read those books, the less I can’t read them anymore. It seems like I have experienced so many hardships, but in fact I’m all right. It seems that those so-called good women are waiting for the protagonist to seduce them. I have thought about it. Only Huang Ying is worth me... Oh, it hurts so much, haha...
Sleeping, I'm too lazy to talk to you
Huang Ying pulled the quilt and kicked the other quilt to Huang Haitao. Tonight, you'd better be content with me and dare to do something wrong. I promise not to recognize you as your little ancestor again.
Seeing that Huang Ying was talking very seriously, Huang Haitao muttered: Just recognize your husband...Oh...
With a thud, Huang Haitao was kicked off the bed, and his butt almost fell to pieces. He got up and saw Huang Ying's cold face, not like a joke at all. He lay down in frustration, with Huang Ying's suitcase between them...
The next morning, the two of them took a broken bus to Shanzhai Town. After more than an hour of bumpy ride, they arrived at Shanzhai. There was also a mechanized farming road to Huangjiaping. The loess road after the rain was muddy.
Huangjiaping has produced many celebrities and rich people, but this road is not allowed to be repaired, because the respected mountaineering grandfather in the village said that the reason why Huangjiaping has good Feng Shui can lead to so many amazing descendants. Adding to the atmosphere of modernization will destroy Feng Shui.
Looking for a manned motorcycle, Huang Haitao was carrying Huang Ying's suitcase in one hand, and behind him was sitting Huang Ying with a trunk. The motorcycle was moving forward with difficulty on the muddy mechanized road.
Huang Haitao also knew that his obsession with Huang Ying could not be achieved overnight for a while. He could only follow step by step and find another way. He worked harder during the half month of her vacation to strive to win the position of the queen of the harem before she returned to the provincial capital.
Huang Ying's defense against him was outrageous. The two were separated by his backpack. No matter how bumped the motorcycle, he could not feel the collision of her breast enlargement.
But what he didn't know was that Huang Ying remained silent all the way, but her charming eyes were staring at the back of her head, thinking and evaluating the possibility of a bold and crazy idea, the consequences and risks it took. However, her eyebrows became tighter and tighter, with a bit of sad and gloomy gloom.
She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar rivers, terraces, and green mountains like darkness. She sighed quietly. She didn't know that she had calculated everything, but she miscalculated the biggest variable factor: the energy of her little ancestor!
Huangjiaping is famous in Ziguang County. Huang Guanghui, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Huang Jialong, the deputy mayor of the prefecture-level city, Huang Ziting and Huang Jiashan, and Huang Guanghui, both sons and daughters, all of them are doctors. It is even more difficult for college students. There are several officials in the county and towns. Huang Ying is outstanding wherever she is put. But in Huang Jiaping, in addition to her beauty, her resume can only be considered ordinary.
More than 40 families in Huangjiaping were all old houses from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China period. They were located in an open mountain bay, surrounded by mountains on three sides, lush forests, hidden in a mysterious ancient temple. A curved stream originated from the three thousand square meters of mountain pond to the west.
Huangjiaping appeared peacefully and quietly in the eyes of Huang Haitao and Huang Yan. Smoke curled up, chickens cried, dogs barked, and from time to time, people appeared in the fields, which was a fairyland on earth.
The motorcycle stopped in front of the gate of the largest house in Huangjiaping. This is Huang Ying's home. Her mother and elder brother are still sticking to their ancestral business.
Huang Ying deliberately ignored Huang Haitao's nostalgic eyes and watched the motorcycle continue to move forward. She knocked on the door knocker with her worries...
Get off the car in front of grandparents' house, Huang Haitao shouted DOG A big hunting dog with black and white fur waving its tail and ran out, and at the same time, a beautiful and charming face also appeared in his eyes.
Sister Zhao?
Huang Haitao paid the fare while looking at the lonely and resentful face and shouted hesitantly
Huang Ying suddenly straightened her waist and looked back at him. She almost touched the tip of her nose with Huang Haitao. She screamed in fear. She took three steps back and looked at his red eyes. She turned red and her face turned red instinctively glanced at his crotch. The charming red tide quickly covered her face with frosty eggs.
Yellow Warbler, I...
Huang Haitao was caught in a bad mood and quickly covered his crotch and opened the door and escaped...
Huang Ying pressed her plump breasts with both hands, blushed and shy and proud smile, and let out a long sigh.
This brat is so terrifying and can't stand the temptation at all. What should he do if he hugged him desperately just now?
Will you really break up and teach him a lesson?
I must have a good talk with him later...
An hour later, it was already ten o'clock at night, and the clean sheets and quilts had been changed. Huang Ying put on pajamas and sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at Huang Haitao, who was also sitting cross-legged opposite her, continued: ...What does it have to do if you lack maternal love? I am not your biological mother, I am your granddaughter. You don't provoke so many young and energetic girls, but you want to do such bold and reckless things. You are shameless, I am shameless, and I am shameless. You don't think about it and people know that you are not falling into an abyss that will never be restored, but at least you will be drowned by the spits of others. I really don't know what your little head is thinking all day long...
But the yellow oriole,
Huang Haitao scratched his hair embarrassedly. I read a lot of books like that. Hehe, aren’t the noble and dignified strong women, senior officials, good wives and mothers all conquered by the little perverts’ sweet words and pestering them?
You guy doesn't learn well, your ideals are so big.
Huang Ying blushed and reached out to knock on his forehead. She was filled with shock and resentment. Her eyes were filled with shimmering eyes, and her eyes were filled with shimmering eyes. She could conquer a good woman with a few sweet words. She could only be a slut and a shameless woman. You'd better avoid such an idea, see if I don't knock your head...
Yes, the more I read those books, the less I can’t read them anymore. It seems like I have experienced so many hardships, but in fact I’m all right. It seems that those so-called good women are waiting for the protagonist to seduce them. I have thought about it. Only Huang Ying is worth me... Oh, it hurts so much, haha...
Sleeping, I'm too lazy to talk to you
Huang Ying pulled the quilt and kicked the other quilt to Huang Haitao. Tonight, you'd better be content with me and dare to do something wrong. I promise not to recognize you as your little ancestor again.
Seeing that Huang Ying was talking very seriously, Huang Haitao muttered: Just recognize your husband...Oh...
With a thud, Huang Haitao was kicked off the bed, and his butt almost fell to pieces. He got up and saw Huang Ying's cold face, not like a joke at all. He lay down in frustration, with Huang Ying's suitcase between them...
The next morning, the two of them took a broken bus to Shanzhai Town. After more than an hour of bumpy ride, they arrived at Shanzhai. There was also a mechanized farming road to Huangjiaping. The loess road after the rain was muddy.
Huangjiaping has produced many celebrities and rich people, but this road is not allowed to be repaired, because the respected mountaineering grandfather in the village said that the reason why Huangjiaping has good Feng Shui can lead to so many amazing descendants. Adding to the atmosphere of modernization will destroy Feng Shui.
Looking for a manned motorcycle, Huang Haitao was carrying Huang Ying's suitcase in one hand, and behind him was sitting Huang Ying with a trunk. The motorcycle was moving forward with difficulty on the muddy mechanized road.
Huang Haitao also knew that his obsession with Huang Ying could not be achieved overnight for a while. He could only follow step by step and find another way. He worked harder during the half month of her vacation to strive to win the position of the queen of the harem before she returned to the provincial capital.
Huang Ying's defense against him was outrageous. The two were separated by his backpack. No matter how bumped the motorcycle, he could not feel the collision of her breast enlargement.
But what he didn't know was that Huang Ying remained silent all the way, but her charming eyes were staring at the back of her head, thinking and evaluating the possibility of a bold and crazy idea, the consequences and risks it took. However, her eyebrows became tighter and tighter, with a bit of sad and gloomy gloom.
She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar rivers, terraces, and green mountains like darkness. She sighed quietly. She didn't know that she had calculated everything, but she miscalculated the biggest variable factor: the energy of her little ancestor!
Huangjiaping is famous in Ziguang County. Huang Guanghui, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Huang Jialong, the deputy mayor of the prefecture-level city, Huang Ziting and Huang Jiashan, and Huang Guanghui, both sons and daughters, all of them are doctors. It is even more difficult for college students. There are several officials in the county and towns. Huang Ying is outstanding wherever she is put. But in Huang Jiaping, in addition to her beauty, her resume can only be considered ordinary.
More than 40 families in Huangjiaping were all old houses from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China period. They were located in an open mountain bay, surrounded by mountains on three sides, lush forests, hidden in a mysterious ancient temple. A curved stream originated from the three thousand square meters of mountain pond to the west.
Huangjiaping appeared peacefully and quietly in the eyes of Huang Haitao and Huang Yan. Smoke curled up, chickens cried, dogs barked, and from time to time, people appeared in the fields, which was a fairyland on earth.
The motorcycle stopped in front of the gate of the largest house in Huangjiaping. This is Huang Ying's home. Her mother and elder brother are still sticking to their ancestral business.
Huang Ying deliberately ignored Huang Haitao's nostalgic eyes and watched the motorcycle continue to move forward. She knocked on the door knocker with her worries...
Get off the car in front of grandparents' house, Huang Haitao shouted DOG A big hunting dog with black and white fur waving its tail and ran out, and at the same time, a beautiful and charming face also appeared in his eyes.
Sister Zhao?
Huang Haitao paid the fare while looking at the lonely and resentful face and shouted hesitantly
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