Fragrant spring

Fragrant Spring - 3 (Father and Son Soldiers in Battle

It is said that relatives are connected with each other, not only between twins, but sometimes between father and son.Just like the father and son Li Zhishu and A Jian, Li Zhishu and A Jian are doing the same thing at the moment, they are both messing with their wives, and they are both doing it in the bathroom.

It's not surprising that things are strange. Li Zhishu and his wife have to be busy when they come back from work.After reluctantly sending Lele away, Li Zhishu hurriedly fetched water and went into the bathroom to take a bath.It's so late, everyone wants to take a quick bath and sleep soundly.Li Zhishu just went in with water, and his wife followed him in with water. Sometimes, in order to hurry, the two of them took a bath together, which is not surprising.

Li Zhishu moved the bucket and made room for his wife.The two usually have nothing to talk about, but they are happy tonight, so Li Zhishu took the initiative to talk to his wife, and he said: "Lele is very cute, why don't you let them move back here!"

Li Zhishu's wife moved quickly and stripped off her clothes and trousers in two or three strokes. She faced Li Zhishu, lowered her head and straightened her hips, and scratched at the piece of wild grass.When threshing millet today, she helped to make the tail of the millet. She was sweating all over, and it was so itchy, especially the hairy places.She also wanted Ah Jian's family to move back, but she couldn't say so. Besides, she scolded Haijiao like that at the beginning, and now even if Ah Jian is willing to move back, Haijiao may not be willing to come back.She sighed softly and said: "My baby is already your grandfather, so you can be content. If they want to move back, they can move back. If they don't want to move back, how dare you ask them to move back? I don't have that old face." Call."

Seeing his wife's action, Li Zhishu felt infinite temptation.My wife is getting old, and the mountain peaks are already limp and drooping, lifeless, and the peaks are even darker brown, with no sense of freshness, and even the skin around the peaks has many folds.My wife is not fat, but there is half a circle of fat on the belly, and the weeds under the belly, it looks like it will hurt people at first glance.There is no way, rural women, at this age, how well do you expect her to take care of her?As time goes on, when she comes, she will definitely leave something behind and take something away.Li Zhishu walked behind his wife, hugged her from behind, reached into his wife's weeds, and said, "Is it itchy? Let me help you scratch."

My wife slapped Li Zhishu's hand and scolded: "You are not serious." Then she said softly: "Tomorrow that vixen said to go with me to carry wild bananas, and you said she would call me mom, should I not?" ?”

Li Zhishu's hand was beaten, but he didn't leave. Instead, he dug into the deep old ditch, and at the same time grabbed the mountain that was about to dry up with his other hand.He said: "You are a real person. Even Lele recognizes your grandma, and you still call her mother a vixen."

Li Zhishu's wife was a little embarrassed. She said, "I'm used to scolding, and I can't change my words for a while. You said I should or shouldn't. She called me this morning, and I felt so awkward." At the same time, she also felt that Being picked up by Li Zhishu made me feel a little bit like that when we are old, and our reaction is slow. Even if it is the most comfortable thing in the world, if we don't have a few minutes of warm-up, we won't feel it.She thought about it when she felt it, but Li Zhishu only had sex with her a month ago, and according to the rule, he would not do it again until the end of the year. She did it, so she turned her back and grabbed Li Zhishu's thing to see how it reacted.As soon as she held it, she knew what Li Zhishu meant.Then he said shyly, "It's only been a month, and you want it again."

Li Zhishu’s thing is not too hard, but it definitely sent a signal to do that. If it’s just a whim, it can only be half soft and not hard. There is no way, Li Zhishu is also old. Looking up once also takes time and mood.Although my wife is old and I haven't talked to her in recent years, the deep relationship of decades is still there, so even if her mountain peaks are shriveled, the weeds are rough, and her buttocks are slack, Zhishu Li still loves her.What Li Zhishu loves is not his people, not just her mountain...

Li Zhishu did not answer his wife, but he told her clearly about his actions.

A similar conversation was going on between Ah Jian and Hai Jiao, but it was much more intense on the side of Ah Jian and Hai Jiao. Hai Jiao's butt was hit by Ah Jian so violently that her hand supporting the wall was almost unsteady.Some people say that women are naturally more talkative than men. It is true. At this moment when she was panting for breath, Haijiao still had the energy to talk to Ah Jian. She said intermittently: "This morning I...I called your mother... ...calling your mother my mother..."

Ah Jian originally just wanted to concentrate on doing this, but it is so comfortable to do it here, he can use a lot of force, and he doesn't care about the slapping of his skin and flesh.But hearing Haijiao say this, she still slowed down a bit, panting and asked: "Did she answer you?"

Ah Jian's speed slowed down a bit, and Haijiao's speech was no longer so incoherent, she said: "She said oh, I don't know if it should be considered."

"Then do you want to call my mother your mother?"

"Of course I do. I'm already married to you. If I don't have a good relationship with your family, can you be happy? If you're not happy, I won't be happy either."

This has touched Ah Jian's heart. Seeing Lele and his parents enjoying themselves tonight, he is not to mention how happy he is. His parents recognize Lele as their granddaughter. If they recognize Haijiao's daughter-in-law , that's really happy.A Jian said: "If she said yes, maybe she agreed. Anyway, she didn't scold you. You can call her your mother from now on."

Haijiao was a little hesitant about calling her mother, but now that she has her husband's support, she hums firmly.

Haijiao stopped talking, and Ah Jian sped up again.The weather in July and August, even in the cool night, such intense exercise made Ah Jian sweat profusely. The sweat on his chest gathered more and more, and gathered into streams of water, which flowed down his stomach and onto his body. On the hard thing, accompanied by Haijiao's water slide, it looked even more wet and slippery.

Haijiao's hair was flying, and the two upside-down mountain peaks were like gourds hanging under the melon shed, shaking back and forth.It is also like two running white rabbits, you chase each other, but they are always in parallel, and no one can win the other.Haijiao's hand could hardly support the wall, she wanted to let go and stand up straight, hooking Ah Jian's neck with her backhand.But she knew that it would be difficult for Ah Jian to use his strength and enjoy himself, and she would feel uncomfortable if Ah Jian did not enjoy himself, so she endured it.This kind of suffering is also comfortable.

A Jian slammed into him again, and Haijiao couldn't hold on any longer. She raised her hand vigorously and grabbed the bamboo pole on which clothes and towels were hung.This way, I can use my strength to make things easier.

Nine out of ten times Haijiao did this, she was with Ah Jian, but this time it was different, this time she was really comfortable, as you can tell from the watery underside of her.Suddenly Ah Jian stepped up again, Haijiao leaned forward, and the hemp rope tied to the bamboo pole broke...

(The story of the little people in Muwa Village, continue!!!)