Merry Little Farmer

At that wonderful moment, Zhang Jing could also feel the tenacity and perseverance of Wang Xiaobing Baodao. She was moved and had to cooperate with his movements. Therefore, she stood on her heels, pouted her buttocks, and gave Baodao a little hint, so that Baodao could move as soon as possible. Go to the cave and fulfill the strong desire.

"Mr. Zhang, let's cut vegetables." Wang Xiaobing said softly.

"Ah, ah, I'm cutting." Zhang Jing wanted to cut the loofah, but her whole body was shaking with excitement. There was no way she could cook, so she had to stop.

"What kind of food are you best at?" Wang Xiaobing squeezed her buttocks with both hands to make the groin wider, so that the sword can speed up the attack.

"Ah, the braised pork I made is delicious. Ah, ah, if I have time, I, I will make it for you. Ahh..." Zhang Jing's attention was focused on her crotch, and she didn't even speak. Fluent, not coherent.

"That's great." Wang Xiaobing had found the correct spring, and a sense of joy of "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land" welled up in his heart. He immediately waved his sword and went to meet it without hesitation.

His saber technique has always been wonderful, and with a "poof", he entered her body, which showed that the "magic stick piling" technique had exerted its power.

She responded with a seductive "Ah", announcing that the two were connected as one by the sword as a bridge.

The next moment, Wang Xiaobing held Zhang Jing's small waist with both hands, and let her upper body slightly bend forward, so that her buttocks were more pouted, so that the treasured sword could smoothly dig the road and expand the cave.With [-] points of energy and the tenacity and perseverance of an old scalper who is not afraid of hard work, he practiced a tough knife technique in the cave on her buttocks.

The power of the sword is so powerful that it is extremely frightening.The beauty of the sword technique is beyond words.I saw the treasured sword coming in and out like the wind, as fast as a galloping horse, swaying freely in the cave, and it was a lot of fun.

I can only hear the continuous sound of "Puff" intertwined with the sound of "Aah", twisted into a beautiful music that is often heard in the world, lingering in the kitchen, inspiring.

"Mr. Zhang, let's cook." Wang Xiaobing said jokingly while making a fuss.

"Ah, I'm doing it, ah..." Zhang Jing supported the kitchen cabinet with both hands, and said softly.

"Have you cooked yet?" Wang Xiaobing activated the sword, as long as the frequency is even, it won't be strenuous, and he still has time to chat.

"Not yet, I'll cook it later. Ahh..." The insides of Zhang Jing's legs were already soaked by spring water.

"I'm going to be hungry after finishing my serious business." Wang Xiaobing also panted and laughed.

"My dear, ah, I will cook for you properly. Don't worry. Ah——" Zhang Jing's cheeks were flushed, and her whole body was constantly vibrating from the impact of the sword, as if every bone was about to fall off.

Wang Xiaobing further increased the frequency of the attack, and there was a loud "Puff" sound, and the echo lingered in the kitchen.The treasured sword is powerful, and the sword is up to the root, constantly looking for happiness in the cave.

"Ah, Xiao Bing, slow down, my bottom is very hot, it might catch fire." In the past, how could her husband Xu Wenchao satisfy her at all?She has never had real sex before, so she has never tried this kind of situation. Now, under Wang Xiaobing's berserk attack, she finally begged for mercy.

"Calm down, let's burn up." Wang Xiaobing growled lowly, raised his spirits, and launched a higher and more powerful attack.

"Ah~, I, I'm going to faint~" Zhang Jing's voice trembled, and she almost lost the strength to stand up.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" Seeing that her body was indeed limp, as if she was about to faint, Wang Xiaobing had no choice but to slow down his attack frequency, swing the sword at a leisurely speed, hold her slender waist with both hands, and hug her up.

"I can't stand it anymore. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Fortunately, Wang Xiaobing rescued her in time, and now she is gradually breathing, and she is still twisting her buttocks, playing interactive games with the sword.

"Mr. Zhang, cut the vegetables." Wang Xiaobing wanted her to submit, but that was an easy task, he only needed to wave the sword lightly, and she could bow down under his crotch.

"Ah, I'll cut it~" Even though she said that, Zhang Jing didn't have any free time to cut the loofah, and she had to devote all her energy to enjoying the attack of the sword.

Wang Xiaobing picked up Zhang Jing's right leg with his right hand, and began to increase the attack frequency again.Zhang Jing kept begging for mercy, so he had to lower the frequency again and fight her slowly.

After a while, he took off her suspender pajamas, put his right hand around her lower abdomen, raised her left hand with his left hand, then put his head through her armpit, and used his mouth to look for food on the left mountain peak on her chest .At the same time, Baodao keeps attacking continuously, and the mouth has to move on the top of the mountain. This kind of difficulty is very high, and thanks to him, he can do it.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to drink milk." Recalling that during the battle with Du Qiumei a few days ago, it was very exciting to be able to drink fresh milk from the two Mount Everests on her chest, so now he also wants to drink fresh milk from Zhang Jing's small mountain. Find milk to drink.

"The milk is in the refrigerator. I'll bring it to you later." Zhang Jing's cheeks were flushed, and she panted softly.

"I don't want milk, I want to drink your milk." Wang Xiaobing sucked hard on her left mountain a few times, but got nothing.

"I don't have milk, I'll drink it for you when I have it. Ahh..." Zhang Jing's inner legs were already wet, and the spring water flowed onto the ground, soaking it all up.

Wang Xiaobing picked up Zhang Jing, walked out of the kitchen, and put her face up on the sofa. Seeing that her cheeks were flushed, she was extremely seductive, so he took her left leg with his left hand and her right leg with his right hand, and held her in both palms. With her raised buttocks, she resorted to the trick of "old man pushing the cart", and sent the treasured knife into her body.

In the next second, he started to accelerate the movement of the cart.After a round of pushing, Zhang Jing begged for mercy again: "Ah, little soldier, slow down, I can't do it, ah—"

But when he pushed his head, he couldn't just stop, Wang Xiaobing attacked at a high speed with all his might, and the force of each strike was so powerful that the sound of "Puff" resounded through the living room.

There was only a slightly screaming "Ah--" sounded, and immediately, Zhang Jing passed out.

"Ms. Zhang." Wang Xiaobing had to stop, but he didn't draw out the sword, he was still connected with her, picked her up, hugged her in his arms, let her sit on the lower abdomen, and pinched her. Massage her temples again.

After a while, Zhang Jing woke up slowly, opened her eyes, saw Wang Xiaobing was massaging her temples on both sides, she was very grateful, showed a satisfied smile, put her cheek on his shoulder, and said softly: "Xiaobing, you are too powerful ! I want a few women to serve you together, and let you conquer it.”

"Thank you for the compliment. I want more." Wang Xiaobing gently stroked her hair.

"You are stronger than a god!" At this point, Zhang Jing felt that his treasured sword was indeed still in her body, and she was pleasantly surprised.

"I need at least half an hour." Wang Xiaobing kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Dear, don't worry, I'll cook for you first, and we'll come back later, okay. Darling, I can't let you go hungry, it will hurt your body. Be good." Zhang Jing stuck her tongue into his mouth , passionately kissed.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jing got up from Wang Xiaobing's body and walked into the kitchen with her buttocks pouted. Her steps were obviously a little blocked, and it was clear that the pain from being hit by the sword in her crotch had not disappeared.

Wang Xiaobing was sitting on the sofa, with his legs stretched out on the coffee table, and his hands flat on the back of the sofa, in the shape of a four-pronged and eight-forked shape. The treasured knife under his lower abdomen was holding up the sky, majestic and high-spirited, making people want to worship him stand up.If you look at the photo of him in such a posture, some people will definitely say that it has been artificially processed, otherwise, there would not be such a majestic sword.

Suddenly, he thought that if Xu Wenchao opened the door at this time and came in, and saw himself so naked, sitting on the sofa in the living room of someone's house with a sword in his hand, he wondered how Xu Wenchao would feel.I thought it would be safer to put on my clothes first, so I walked into the kitchen barefoot.

Zhang Jing was cutting loofahs, and saw Wang Xiaobing walking into the kitchen with extraordinary momentum, holding a peerless sword, thinking that he couldn't bear it, and he was coming to fight with him again, so frightened, he clamped his legs tightly, and said hastily: "My dear, don't wait." Hurry, there is plenty of time in the evening. I will serve you well. I will cook for you first."

"I'm hungry too." Wang Xiaobing walked behind her, put his arms around her waist, and the treasured knife was inlaid in her groin.

"There will be food in half an hour. You go out and watch some TV." Zhang Jing climbed up to Wang Xiaobing, a young man with a unparalleled sword, and she was already full of enthusiasm, and her life was not in vain.

Wang Xiaobing kissed her lightly on the cheek, then picked up the clothes that were left under the kitchen, put them on one by one, and then went out to the living room, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa to watch TV.Five or six o'clock is usually news.One piece of news reported the construction of the Three Gorges Dam, another piece of news was the official opening of the stock market, and the last piece of entertainment news reported the unexpected death of the lead singer of the Hong Kong band Beyond.

After a while, the smell of vegetables wafted from the kitchen, making Wang Xiaobing's stomach growl.

Sure enough, after more than half an hour, Zhang Jing prepared the meal.Unexpectedly, she, the secretary of the Youth League Committee, could also cook good dishes, Wang Xiaobing really did not expect it.

Three meats, one vegetable and one soup, fried lean meat with loofah, steamed carp, fried beef with pepper, fried cabbage, pork belly stewed with pepper.

I usually eat coarse rice and vegetables in the school cafeteria, and my appetite has to be halved.Now the several dishes on the table are delicious in color, fragrance and taste, and Wang Xiaobing's appetite has greatly increased.

Zhang Jing first scooped him a bowl of pork belly pepper soup, and asked him to nourish his kidneys first, and then he had to work overtime at night to do bed sports. If his kidneys were not good, he would not sing.Afterwards, they fed him again and again.

At home, Wang Xiaobing usually eats three bowls of rice. Now, under Zhang Jing's persuasion, after eating four bowls of rice, he is [-]% full. After drinking two bowls of soup, he is [-]% full.After dinner, holding a toothpick, sitting on the sofa picking teeth, blowing a fan, listening to ancient music, life is really chic.

Zhang Jing cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them. After coming out of the kitchen, she sat beside Wang Xiaobing and massaged his waist, just like a married couple.Wang Xiaobing remembered that he had to go to study at night, and wanted to go, but Zhang Jing put his arms around his waist and begged him not to go, and he agreed.

The two sat watching TV, chatting, and drinking tea. Two hours after the meal, that is, around eight o'clock, they began to kiss. After half an hour of intense kissing, Zhang Jing proposed to take a bath. Naturally, she wanted to wash with him. Mandarin duck bath.

But a danger is quietly approaching.