Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

The scholar had been observing the widow, and when the widow was almost bandaged, he bent down and pressed the widow's hand.

The widow was stunned, her face was flushed, her eyes were rolling, her lips were half parted, she faltered and froze without uttering a word.She wanted to refuse but said: "Young master, what are you doing, let go quickly."

The scholar chuckled, and the strength in his hand increased by two points, and said: "Please forgive Xiaosheng for being unreasonable, my sister is so beautiful, Xiaosheng can't help it..."

The scholar's mouth is very sweet, just one or two words made Widow Zhang confused, she has already fallen into the trap, and she still said: "Young master, let go. The servant's family is a widow (referring to the widow), and the child is still sleeping in the next room. .”

When the scholar heard this, he was overjoyed. He grabbed the widow's hand and said, "Sister, what are you afraid of? Since you have lost your husband and I am not married, it is a good relationship. After I go to Beijing to catch the exam, I will come back to marry you, okay?" ?”

The widow's eyes widened in surprise, she couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of Mr. Pianpianmei.

"But...but there is still a six-year-old girl in my family. The young master has never married, so Gao Tang must despise her." The little girl sleeping in the next room has always been the heart trouble of Widow Zhang.

With a strong hand, Xiucai pulled Widow Zhang into his arms. He sniffed Widow Zhang's neck carefully, and light kisses fell like raindrops.

Widow Zhang felt a tremor between her legs, and her body softened immediately.

"What are you afraid of? As long as I like it. Your child, I will treat it as my own. What do you say, sister... Or, should I change my name to call you little lady..." Xiucai cupped the widow's face and kissed it She fell down, his breath made her intoxicated.

At this moment, she has no time to care about other things, such as children or reputation, all are not important, she only knows that she is eager for the man in front of her.

The two quickly got entangled together, happiness was like a good medicine, Xiucai didn't even complain about the pain of the wound.

Widow Zhang forgot all about chastity and femininity in the joy she had never experienced before. She no longer remembered that her daughter was in another tile-roofed house just across the wall.

She just wanted to linger with this handsome strange man to the death.

"Mother!" A childish voice sounded, and Widow Zhang was startled, and immediately fell from the peak.She grabbed the clothes and bedding from the bed in a panic to cover her private parts.

Widow Zhang's six-year-old daughter, Ruyi, stood at the door, and she didn't know how long she had been standing there.The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight penetrated into the room from behind Ruyi.

"Ruyi..." Widow Zhang was still a little unsteady on her legs, but out of maternal protection, she put on her clothes and jumped off the kang.

"Why are you up?" Ruyi never wakes up at night, and always sleeps until dawn. Could it be that Huan'ai's voice disturbed her?Widow Zhang rolled down the kang with a guilty conscience. She stood in front of Ruyi and groped Ruyi's hair: "Are you having a nightmare? Mother will accompany you back to sleep, let's go."

Ruyi stared at her clear eyes without moving, she looked at her mother's kang.

The widow was afraid that the child would tell the story of her affair with a stranger, so she carried Ruyi back to Westinghouse in a hurry.

The widow stuffed Ruyi into the bed, coaxed and told stories, and finally watched her fall asleep, so she couldn't wait to go back to her room.

The kang was still warm, but the scholar was gone.

Only the flickering oil lamp and the smell of Xiucai's body proved that this was not a dream.