Need for a Guard

Little girl, Big Brother Shitou knows this!

Shi Yue's gaze landed on Mrs. Ninth's delicately fragrant breasts that trembled up and down because of her coquettish giggles.

He swallowed hard, and secretly calculated that the size should have reached the limit of Shandong steamed buns. When he thought of the white and tender big steamed buns, his heart became alive again.

"What are you looking at again?" Madam Nine naturally discovered Shi Yue's sinister intentions, pushed him aside, gently helped the broken hair at the temples, wrinkled her steps, and complained: "You smell of alcohol, where are you going?" Are you happy? Don't tell me a word."

"Ninth Madam left first, I didn't think it was interesting, so I went out to drink a few drinks with my friends before I came back!"

Shi Yue scratched his head, looked at Mrs. Ninth's charming cheeks, and said softly: "I went to Mrs. Ninth's yard immediately after I came back, and wanted to talk to you. I saw you turned off the lights. I couldn't sleep, so I went here After a while, I didn't expect to meet Mrs. Ninth instead..."

"Really?" Mrs. Ninth scratched her fingers, looked at Shi Yue with wide eyes, and smiled, "You didn't lie to me?"

"How could you lie to Mrs. Ninth?" Shi Yue puffed up his chest, "I'm telling the truth."

"I believe you! But what a coincidence..."

Madame Nine's eyes were full of surprises: "When I first came back, I wanted to walk around. I happened to pass by your door, and I wanted to go in and have a look. I didn't expect you to be away, and I couldn't sleep, so I came here to sit. Sit down, after a while, you will come..."

The two looked at each other and laughed warmly.

"Did you pass by by chance?" Shi Yue's eyes glowed with a soft light of expectation.

Mrs. Ninth did not answer, she lowered her head slightly, and after a moment of silence, she murmured in a low voice: "I just took a look, what do you think?" That charming appearance is really charming.

Shi Yue moved his index finger wildly when he saw it, and said softly: "Is this a tacit understanding?"

Mrs. Ninth gave him a hard look. She couldn't bear the silent and charming atmosphere where her eyes were facing each other. She stood up straight and wanted to escape the temptation of the moonlight in the lotus pond as soon as possible.

"En..." The piercing pain in her ankle came leisurely, making her unable to stand still.

Shi Yue stepped over, grabbed her small waist naturally, and asked with concern: "Look at you, what are you in a hurry for? Your foot hurts again? Have you gone to see the doctor?"

Mrs. Ninth was in so much pain that a fine layer of sweat formed on her nose, and she had no strength to stand up. She leaned on Shi Yue's arm with her soft waist, took a breath, and then frowned and said, "I'm busy going to the grave today. I came back late, and I didn't have time to look for the doctor."

After a pause, she said slightly: "I... can't let those stinky men touch my feet, they are not good things."

"Oh, how can there be so many taboos? I don't shy away from doctors!" Shi Yue bent down, touched the swollen area gently through the foot wrap, and said distressedly: "It seems to be worse than yesterday, you...you really It's unnerving."

Madam Nine was in so much pain that she almost shed tears, and said aggrievedly: "Don't blame you all? You hurt me, so you heal me. If I'm lame, I'll marry... and I'll hate you for the rest of my life."

"Do you have medicinal wine in your room?" Shi Yue stood up and smiled warmly: "I'll unblock your tendons, and you won't be hurt anymore."

"Yes, do you really know how to do it?" Mrs. Ninth blinked her eyes: "Don't lie to me, it makes me happy for nothing."

"Don't you believe me? Come on, I'll help you in!" Shi Yue grabbed her waist with one hand and her arm with the other, trying to help her go out.

"Don't touch me, I can do it myself!" Ninth Madam gave Shi Yue a resentful look, bit her pink lips and lowered her head, avoiding his piercing eyes.

Thinking of the place where Shi Yue's hand brushed, the lingering warmth was still there, which made his heart itchy and numb, and he didn't dare to let him touch his body again.

Her face was shy, and her heart was turbulent, thinking about whether to lead Shi Yue into her room in the middle of the night, she was really afraid that lonely men and widows would be in a dark place, and something might happen.

Shi Yue was half a head taller than Mrs. Ninth, and the moonlight covered her with a layer of hazy beauty, with some messy hair hanging down in front of her face, making her snow-skinned face look charming and delicate.

The head is slightly lowered, the long raised eyelashes are trembling, the eyes are blinking, the lips are biting bright red, with extremely beautiful curves, and the slightly pointed round chin is slightly drawn, which is really charming.

Shi Yue let go of Mrs. Ninth, his big hands were still bluffing to protect her body, and he whispered: "Try to walk a few steps by yourself first..."

Ninth Madam bit her lip, leaning on the porch pillar, and wanted to jump back to the room, but every jump made the swollen place feel more painful, and her brows were tightly frowned.

Shi Yue hurried to catch up, firmly supported her waist, and said without refusal: "Your ankle sprained badly, wouldn't it hurt more if you were jolted like this? Come on, let me help you back! "

Madam Nine felt as if a thorn had penetrated her ankle, and the pain was unspeakable.

Looking back at Shi Yue, he said angrily, "Smelly Stone, are you stupid? Even if you help me, wouldn't I have to jump back? You don't know how to take care of people at all."

Shi Yue seemed to finally understand the hidden meaning in Mrs. Ninth's reproach, bent down and put one arm around her leg, and slid one hand over her waist, hugging a plump and soft body tightly in his arms .

"Ah! What are you doing?" Mrs. Ninth instinctively resisted Shi Yue's sudden move, kicked her legs wildly, pinched Shi Yue's shoulders with her small hands, and complained: "You are so brave, dare to hug me? Let it go!" I'm coming down!"

Shi Yue endured the pinching and twisting of Mrs. Ninth's small hands, grinning bitterly and said: "Obviously I can't walk anymore, but I still want to be brave. If I'm really crippled, I won't feel sorry for me to death?"

"What do you love so much?" Madam Nine blushed, but she struggled slightly: "Even if you feel sorry for me, it's not your turn to feel sorry for me, anyway...you can't hug me like this anyway..."

"What are you afraid of?" Shi Yue looked into her eyes and said narrowly, "It's not like I haven't hugged her before!"

"You bastard, are you still addicted?" Mrs. Ninth closed her eyes in anger, and stopped talking to him, but bursts of refreshing masculine breath were inhaled into her nose unavoidably, and another ripple rose in her heart , opened his eyes, eyes filled with water, looked at Shi Yue, and said angrily: "I was taken advantage of by you."

"Finally obedient?" Shi Yue looked at Mrs. Ninth's blushing little face, saw that she no longer struggled willfully, and stayed quietly in his arms, he also heaved a sigh of relief, and walked towards the small courtyard with big strides.

Madam Nine had an indescribable feeling in her heart, she was afraid of being hugged by Shi Yue, but she didn't seem to dare to enjoy this kind of warm comfort.

She raised her head and took a look at Shi Yue, and felt that although he hugged her, it was considered polite, and he didn't press her body tightly into his arms.

She didn't dare to struggle, she was afraid that she would fall down, and she was also afraid that the struggle would cause more intimate friction with Shi Yue.

Turning his face sideways, with shyness in his eyes, he let Shi Yue wrap himself tightly, his heart beating more violently, worrying for a while if Shi Yue entered the room, he had evil thoughts, wanted to use force on himself, how would he struggle ?

Just thinking about it so wildly made her warm and soft body feel slightly hot.