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Chapter 60 Two hands(2/3)

The hot water in the bucket is held at two-thirds of the position, and just after her body enters, it can be flooded to her neck.

The water in the wooden barrel was very quiet and without any turbulence.

The sunlight shines on it, like a mirror, turning over a large piece of brightness, hitting straight on the roof of the attic, as if it was about to oppose the sunshine in the sky.

According to normal times, the female shopkeeper should have been lying in the bathtub, but today he has been slowing down a little.

Because last night, she was not the only one in her bed.

If she were alone, she would never have any delay.

Because from the moment you open your eyes, the things you have to work hard every day are fixed.

After packing the cups, she was about to take a shower. After two hours, she changed into clean clothes and brand new embroidered shoes, and went to the backyard to cut the grass and feed the horses.

This work is more difficult than packing cups, plates, bowls, and it will make the clothes dirtier.

But she doesn't care.

Because after feeding the horse, she would change into a clean set of clothes, but she would not take a shower, but only change clothes.

When the female shopkeeper changed her clothes and got down from the upper floor again, she plunged into the kitchen and cut ten kilograms of fresh beef. She was prepared last night, put it in a wooden barrel, throw it into the well in the backyard and keep it fresh.

She wanted to use these ten kilograms of beef and twenty-five kilograms of rice to cook a large pot of meat porridge as breakfast for the guests staying in the hotel.

At this inn, you need to pay for lunch and dinner by yourself, but breakfast is included in the room rate.

Although it is simple, at least ten kilograms of beef can be considered conscience.

In the past few days, because the Hu family in Beixiang, middle school in Xiaweizhou, was going to auction a jar of "Manjianghong", and there were several times more people coming and going, so she prepared a full twenty kilograms of beef and fifty kilograms of rice last night.

There are so many people coming, so those who do business are happy.

Last night, these tourists from the world and the children of aristocratic families drank half of the wine in the inn.

Based on ten kilograms of wine per jar, these people drank hundreds of kilograms within a few hours at night.

The female shopkeeper never drinks.

She didn't drink because she couldn't stand the fishy and spicy wine, but because she couldn't figure out how much wine she had to drink, but she was in her body... Many people were obviously thin, but they could drink wine that was about the same weight as theirs.

Every time I see such a person, the female shopkeeper would be frightened by the side, fearing that he would die of swelling by the wine, and he would have to buy him a coffin to collect the body.

It’s still a trivial matter for a person to die, but once he dies, the money for the house, the money for the meal, and the money for the wine will be gone.

The people coming and going in the inn are neither black nor white, nor have any relatives and family members. In the end, she has to lose money to buy a coffin herself... With such a simple calculation, a businessman knows that he will suffer a loss!

The wooden barrels in the well were also filled with beef floating on the well water, and several wild dogs were already surrounded by the wellhead.

There was rain last night, covering up the smell of meat.

The weather is clear now, and the smell of meat floats out of the well, causing the wild dogs to bark continuously.

The female shopkeeper was also awakened by the barking of the dog. When she opened her eyes, she woke up half an hour later than usual.

Her head hurts a little, and her body is still held in one hand.

She was very careful. When she wanted to break free from this hand, the owner of the hand seemed to notice something, and made a few murmurs in her mouth, and she unconsciously grabbed it a little, and the sensitivity that happened to pinch her chest made her face red to her ears.

No one has ever slept on this bed except herself.

But everything will become.

Nothing can keep going.

Just like she never thought that she would drink one day because she was swelling with alcohol and was ridiculous and painful to die.

Even if a woman is about to die, she hopes that she is beautiful when she is not dead.

But once the stomach is swelled, everything inside will flow out in a scattered way, which is not beautiful no matter what.

Now it seems that drinking will not cause a swelling of your stomach, but will only make your body more sensitive and make your head a little painful.

It was precisely because of half a jar of wine that her bed was divided into half for the person on her back to sleep, and her body was also divided into half and was hugged by the other hand. In the end, she got up half an hour late, which made her not able to lie in the bathtub yet.

The female shopkeeper has long hair. Before taking a shower, she will carefully wrap her hair behind her head. Looking at her in the mirror, she is really a bit stupid. But taking a bath and washing her hair are different things, and she will never be generalized.

Besides, it takes two hours to take a shower. If she counts washing her hair, she may have more than one more hour.

Fortunately, the guests drank a lot of wine last night and did not get up early today, so although she had delayed half an hour, she didn't seem very anxious.

When she reached one of her legs into the bathtub, the water in the bucket was warmer than the sun above her head.

A thick, snow-white towel was placed on the edge of the bathtub.

This family, men, women, young and old, have an obsession with snow-white towels. But their usage is different. The female shopkeeper's brother, who is not related to blood, likes to wipe the table and stools with snow-white towels, but she likes to stack up three towels and place them on the edge of the bathtub, and use them as pillows when taking a bath.

The whole body was flooded with water, and only part of the neck and head could leak out.

She held her shoulders and leaned her back to the king, while tilting her head back, letting her neck rest on a pillow made of a towel.

As a result, her body involuntarily floated upwards, especially her legs and feet.

The toes, insteps, and knees are already exposed in writing.

But she doesn't like her legs.

Because she worked hard in inns all year round, her legs were much thicker than those of ordinary women. However, her feet were born bigger, and this was given by her parents, so she couldn't complain.

In the past, there was no well in the backyard of the inn, so I had to use a shoulder pole to carry it back five miles away every day.

I don’t know how many miles of these legs have been, and it’s understandable that they become thicker.

However, although her legs were a little thicker, her muscles were very tight, without any fat, and without loose skin.

The female shopkeeper envied those young ladies who came to wear clothes and food in the mansion every day, but they didn't know that several layers of fat were covered under the clothes of those women.

If you really want to stand together naked, whoever envys may even be able to do so.

Big feet are also beneficial.

Although the little feet look cute, they can't walk through the desert and can't kill the wild dog.

The female shopkeeper's pair of feet that looked not so cute could walk in the desert for seven days and seven nights without shaking, and even kicked five wild dogs who wanted to steal beef to death.

The thing she is most satisfied with is her arms and hands.

Although these hands are washed, cut grass and cooked porridge every day, they are still so white and tender, and there is no trace of vicissitudes of life.

The palm is soft, like a piece carved from the best jade, and can be bitten off with a moist bite.

Logically speaking, long-term stimulation will make people age, both men and women.

But this sentence was wrong in her hands very thoroughly.

When a person is extremely satisfied with a certain aspect of himself or a certain part, he will naturally pay attention to the same things in others.

The reason I drank last night was because the man had a pair of equally good-looking hands. The wine poured out by these hands must be delicious. Even if the wine poured out was not wine, but horse urine, she would drink it without hesitation.

The reason why someone got into her bed last night was because she felt that she would feel unparalleled happiness when she was wrapped around her hands.

She could not look at the face of the owner of the hands, nor whether his legs and feet were straight, whether there was fat on her belly, and even do nothing on the bed.

As long as you are held and stroked by these hands, it will be worth it.

After soaking hot water, her headache was relieved, but she also felt a little sore in her shoulders.

She had never been held in her arms and slept all night, which caused her shoulders to be uncomfortable.

During the night, she was awakened by her hands and arms several times because of turning over, but she couldn't bear to leave it.

Now she was thinking again, how good would it be if those hands could rub her shoulders?

But she knew it was just her wishful thinking.

Although it was a first time to meet, she also knew what kind of virtues men are. The one who spoke last night was nothing more than drinking, and the two were married all night long. To put it nicely, it was called dewy marriage.

As she thought about it, she closed her eyes.

While the water was still warm enough, she imagined the hot water as her hands, stroking her body from all directions. Before she knew it, her face turned red like the sunset.

Suddenly, two strands of things that were even gentler than the water in the bathtub were pressed against her shoulders and necks that were exposed to the water.

She thought she must be dreaming, but she still laughed at herself in her dream but she was like this and had no future...

But the touch is so real, how can you feel the temperature in your dream?

She fell into unprecedented confusion... If she opened her eyes and the feeling suddenly disappeared, wouldn't it make her even more disappointed? But if she just forced her eyes, she would be unwilling to accept it...

"Is this good force?"

Words came into her ears.

The breath sprayed on her ears.

The sudden sound in the quiet environment made her heart shrink, and she opened her eyes and jumped out of the bathtub.

The difference between her hands was as close as her intention, and she immediately exerted force down and pressed her shoulders, making her unable to resist at all.

For the first time, she discovered that these hands were so powerful in addition to being warm.

“Just right.”

The female shopkeeper said, closing her eyes again and enjoying it.
To be continued...
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