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(A brother of Huahuachangzi passed away in a car accident. Here I wish him a good life in heaven!! I also hope that book friends don’t drive after drinking!!!)

It was late in the afternoon when Moji returned to the Taoist temple in a complicated mood.After a day of drifting, the snow on the Eagle Ridge is like a young girl's delicate body, white and tender, which is truly eye-catching.

Widow Tian has already prepared dinner. Seeing him come back, it seems that the colors in the Taoist temple are suddenly colorful. She immediately regains her energy and takes the big and small bags brought back by Mo Ji with a smile, just like a married wife waiting to return from a long journey The husband, the kind of happiness that finally came to the rescue after the night rain in Bashan, leaped onto that pretty face.

The old Taoist was very happy to see him come back, but since Widow Tian came back from Moji, she dragged him to talk and talk, knowing the young people's messy things, so it's not good to disturb them.

Earlier, Moji had already asked someone to bring some money back to repair the ruined temple.Today, on this rainy and snowy night, Widow Tian’s pot of charcoal fire warms the room inside, like an air-conditioned room turned on to (degrees), Widow Tian took off her outer clothes and only wore autumn clothes. The long johns were shaking everywhere, and Moji's graceful figure was exposed to Moji's thieves' eyes, especially the pair of big white rabbits who were in the breastfeeding period, trembling and making his throat dry.

From time to time, Widow Tian looked at Moji with ambiguous eyes. Seeing his anxious look, she couldn't help covering her mouth with her hands and sniggering. She knew that this little kid never drank enough milk. Well, milk must be one of the biggest temptations in his life.But for other men in the world, why not?As long as he sees a tall white rabbit, which man wouldn't want to lie down and nibble on her?Even if I can't suck milk and have a dry addiction, that's something I'm very willing to do.

He took out a big white rabbit full of milk, and stuffed the purple grape into Xiaobao's mouth.The little guy sucked immediately, and watched Moji swallow the liquid for a while, as if he was afraid that Xiaobao would suck up all the milk by himself.He walked up to Widow Tian, ​​pinched Xiaobao's pink face and said with a soft smile, "Xiaobao, drink slowly, let Brother Xiaoji drink the milk later." The rabbit dawdled for a long time.

Widow Tian rolled his eyes at him fiercely, and scolded: "Look at how promising you are, every time you grab milk from Xiaobao, and you still have one for you to drink."

Only then did Moji smile "hehe" and walk away awkwardly.

When Xiaobao drank enough, Widow Tian sent him to sleep with the old Taoist.When he came back, Moji hugged her into his arms, climbed onto the pair of big white rabbits with both hands and kneaded her.

Widow Tian's whole body was like a ball of mud, hanging softly and delicately on his body.During this period of time, her body was very sensitive, as long as she thought of Moji's thick banana stick, her little sister would overflow with secret water, and her whole body would feel weak, numb, and even itchy.

"Little bad...bad guy, as soon as you come back...you will know...you know how to bully...you bully your sister-in-law." Widow Tian said with a sigh, without any strength in her body. .

While stroking the pair of happily dancing white rabbits, Mo Ji said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, do you want to be bullied by the little villain?"

Widow Tian felt refreshed after being touched by him, but her mouth was still as tough as ever, and she scolded: "Who... who cares about you... this little villain... a villain... , I just know...knowing that I want people...as if they are killing me." She spoke intermittently, panting delicately, last time she seemed to be addicted, but this time she was killing her.The buttocks were pressed hard by the thick banana stick, and suddenly there was a jolt, and gurgling water burst out of the ditch inexplicably, spraying on Xiao Nei Nei.

At this moment, his pair of thieves had already penetrated inside, grabbing the pair of unprotected white rabbits, feeling that one was as soft as dough, and the other was plump and swollen like an inflated ball.He smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry and want to eat milk."

Widow Tian was so delicate and panting after being touched by him, her delicate body after being watered by him seemed to be possessed by a demon, every night when no one was around, she would go crazy, bursts of numbness spread from the ditch of her lower body to the cerebral cortex, Wave after wave of attacks pushed her to the pinnacle of excitement.

Her face was no longer shy, with the peach blossom color of March, her head was tilted back, rubbing against his face, and she said with a sweet smile: "My milk... milk is only for children …………My son eats, you are me………Who am I?” I still remember the funny story of breastfeeding last time!

At this time, the little rascal Moji remembered the saying "If you have milk, you are a mother", he said viciously: "Mother, the big white rabbit that my son wants to eat." The smile on his face was like a eunuch in the palace. Cheap, treacherous, thief. . . . . .You can be as bad as you want.

Widow Tian was very motherly, she turned around and stroked his face, she smiled softly and said, "My dear son, come here, mother will feed you." After speaking, she took his hand and went to the bed direction.

Moji was impatient for a long time, one hand penetrated into her buttocks from behind, grasping the sensual ball, the strong and elastic oval ball of a rural young woman, which is the effect that urban women dream of in the practice room.

She was lying on her side on the bed, two unrestrained white rabbits were hanging sideways, and the grape that was not sucked by Xiao Bao exuded purple charm under the light, like a pearl, with infinite charm.

Mo Ji is like a little piglet, constantly arching in her tender arms, like a child who has not yet grown up, with a grape in his mouth, sucking vigorously, making "tsk tsk" sucking from time to time The sound is extraordinarily ambiguous in the silent winter night.

Widow Tian's eyes are half-closed, and a man clings to her like a child. This is a great comfort and encouragement to her. Who can tell what will happen in the future? She knows Moji's future It doesn't belong to this Xihua Village, and it won't belong to me.Now she is like a blind person walking on the edge of a cliff in the dark, licking a drop of honey dripping from the sky without knowing it, so she doesn't care what happens after tomorrow.As long as she can grasp the present happiness and the heart of this little man who can give him happiness, that's enough.

Caressing his face, watching him sucking with gusto, Widow Tian felt more love than attachment, a complicated feeling of being half female and half Qing quietly grew in her heart, maybe it was because she was breastfeeding. The reason.In their tender bosoms, women regard their man as a half-grown child, allowing him to bend his arch at will. Only when the arch does not move, the man truly matures.

Moji had a grape in his mouth, and every thief's hand was not idle. The two big white rabbits were constantly changing various cute shapes in his palm.