The warmth is like a scandal, spreading to every corner in an instant, two people, two roads, really some people are happy and some are sad,,,,,,

I feel melancholy and wander all the way. Who can sort out the chaotic thoughts?

"Um!"

Zhou Shuhui slipped out of the car, let out a long breath, and looked eagerly at the big boy who had entered her.

The two of them arrived at the market, and Zhou Shuhui left in a car. Quan Cheng was afraid that others would see him, so he gently wiped the fluid from the corners of his eyes with his thumb. As for Zhou Shuhui, he didn't know what kind of expression he had.

When Quan Cheng came back, he looked listless, like a stallion that had just been whipped. He was downcast and weak, as if he had lost his soul.

Quan Cheng never returned to school. He pushed the iron donkey home directly. When he entered the door of his house, he looked at the sheets and quilts hanging on the wire in the yard. They were all his own and had been washed clean.

Yes, at this time, Quan Cheng saw the wintersweet washing things on the table, and a sour smell came to his nose.

"How capable I am, Quan Cheng, to have so many women pave a long river for me. Is it because of my good deeds in my past life or because of my bad fate in this life?" Quan Cheng thought, put away his car and walked in.

"Back." Lamei looked at Quan Cheng and asked simply.

"Yeah!" He replied softly, not as excited as usual.

Wandering among women, Feng Liu was a little more romantic, but there was still something more besides Feng Liu, and Quan Cheng felt it anyway.

"The food is on the table and it's still hot. You can eat it yourself!"

"Oh!" Quan Cheng felt at this moment that it was really not easy to walk around the women's cove easily, but to mess around in love.

,,,,,,

The days of worrying about each other were like years, and only then did Quan Cheng realize the true meaning of this sentence.

When I think of the happy gongs and drums, a beautiful woman comes to bed.

The widow of Uncle Yao's family finally got married. Although he did not have an eighteen-pole suona, Uncle Yao still entertained the people in the village. After all, it was everyone's credit.

We are all from the village, so we can just take care of ourselves. Quan Cheng has no choice but to be pulled over by Juzi. Although Susu and Lamei are not willing, no one wants to tear up that face.

"Ouch! What happened? How much did you drink!"

On the way home, Quan Cheng met Susu and Lamei. Lamei seemed to have drank too much and was staggering and unable to walk. His face was as red as when he was usually shy.

"Who are you asking? You didn't go to Juzi's house. Alas, you will be wronged." Su Su looked at Quan Cheng, holding her breath and insulting Quan Cheng.

"What are you talking about? What does this have to do with Juzi! Look at you people, you are talking nonsense!" Quan Cheng said with a smile.

"Alas, you are such a shrewd person, but you can't see how much our wintersweet thinks highly of you. You just rub salt into the wound again and again. You don't know how to cherish the beauty!" Su Su supported the wintersweet, saying the first sentence and the second sentence.

Said one sentence at a time.

"Oh! Come on, let me help you."

Quan Cheng was a little embarrassed by Su Su's words, so he ran over and reached out to support wintersweet.

"What are you holding on to? I can't even stand anymore. I'm holding on to you for support. If you don't hurry up and carry me on your back, I'm telling you, don't take the opportunity to eat someone else's tofu. You have such peach blossom eyes and you are not honest at first glance."

Su teased Quan Cheng and chattered.

There was no other way, so Quan Cheng could only carry wintersweet on his back and walk back.

She was like a ball of dough, breathing on Quan Cheng's back. Her mouth was placed on Quan Cheng's neck. Following her airflow, Quan Cheng felt that his whole body was steaming.

On Quan Cheng's back, there were two hard things rubbing against each other. No need to think about it, they must be wintersweet's hoods.

She didn't wear a short skirt like Zhou Shuhui did. She wore a pair of thin summer pants, and Quan Cheng could feel the sensuality of her skin.

Her legs were clamped around Quan Cheng's waist, and her round ass sat above Quan Cheng's ass. Following Quan Cheng's pace, the two round things touched Quan Cheng's body rhythmically.

Quan Cheng could feel that hers was smaller than Zhou Shuhui's, but just as firm. It was obvious that his backbone was better, but the voluptuousness was slightly inferior to Zhou Shuhui's.

"Bad, bad, bad, Quan Cheng." Lamei put her chin on Quan Cheng's shoulder, her mouth smelling of alcohol, and she was confused and didn't know what she was talking about.

"Hey! What a glass of heart-breaking wine!" Su Su sighed.

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