Song Mo is twenty-eight years old and has not married yet.

He is not a person who values ​​desires, but since he first had a dream, he has not known how many times he has solved it in the years.

If he doesn't want to think about it, he is all a man, and it is impossible for him to have no desires and demands all year round.

But he didn't expect that the difference between himself and his niece was so big.

"Black..."

"Uncle II, what is this? It's so strange, how could there be a stick in the bed?" Tang Huan spoke before he stopped him. He hid back and chased after him, just to prevent him from running away. Below, she only held the front part and did not touch his legs, so she could naively ask her good second uncle. Who made Jinzhi a yellow flower girl who had never seen the world?

What is that...

Song Mo is going crazy!

He wanted to get out before his niece understood, but he was about to shake her hand, but her index finger suddenly pressed the front part and gently massaged it. He had never touched the place he had never touched before, and had no preparation before, Song Mo let out a low and muffled groan uncontrollably.

It sounds pretty good!

Tang Huan's heart was rippling, and he stretched his little hand forward and touched his leg.

"Ah, this is..."

She hurriedly withdrew her hand, hugged his waist with both hands, buried her face in his chest, and she was extremely embarrassed: "Second uncle, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to touch your belly, I didn't know that you were so big, I ran into it all at once... Woo, Second uncle, I really didn't mean it..."

Her chest is soft and against his chest!

Song Mo really couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't wait to vent.

He held her shoulder and tried to push her away, "Jinzhi, get up first, second uncle, second uncle go out."

Tang Huan hugged him tighter, and his voice was desperate: "Uncle Second is angry with Jinzhi? Uncle Second, don't leave. I really didn't mean it! Uncle Second, Uncle Second, don't want me, Jinzhi dare not sleep alone."

"No, Uncle Second is not angry, Uncle Second just wants..."

"Ah, Uncle Second, why is this thing on you always pressing against my legs?"

Tang Huan interrupted him again, holding his little hand again, pulling it to himself like a tentatively. His voice was mixed with a crying voice that had not yet retreated and a curiosity of seven-point freshman, "Uncle Second, you are so big here, you can definitely push it up when you put on your pants, but I don't see anything. Uncle Second, what's going on?" His hand slid from the middle to the front and then gently slid back.

She went back and forth like this, and she was quite skillful, which made Song Mo's soul seem to have gone to her hands and swam with her.

That was an irresistible temptation.

Song Mo wanted to get up and leave while he could barely remain awake, but every time he made up his mind, a voice kept telling him that his niece didn't even understand this. He asked her to help him touch her, and she must have no idea what she was doing.

No, he is her second uncle, how could he have such a beastly idea?

"Jinzhi..."

"Uncle II, why is it so big here? It seems that there is no such thing in the morning... Oh, Uncle II must have been bitten by some insect and swollen, right?" Tang Huan was very worried and made a gesture of getting up. "Uncle II, don't be anxious, I'll light a candle to help you see. If it's really swollen, I have to apply medicine as soon as possible!"

I don't know if she was afraid that she would really light a candle, or she couldn't bear to leave her hand, Song Mo pressed her shoulder in time and explained in a hoarse voice, "Second uncle is okay, Jinzhi, you, please let go..."

Tang Huan was not relaxed and said anxiously, "Don't comfort me, if you are fine, why would it be swollen here? Ah, Uncle Second, it seems to be bigger! Uncle Second, don't scare me, Jinzhi is the only relative now. If something happens to you, Jinzhi will never rely on you anymore!"

She leaned in his arms, holding him tightly with one hand, and shaking him as if begging.

Song Mo's last bit of rationality disappeared from the clenched hands on her chest and the fearful cry. After a few struggles, he told the truth, "Jinzhi, second uncle, second uncle is not swollen, yes, yes, it's uncomfortable..."

“Sorry?”

Tang Huan asked him to explain it more clearly, so he continued to tease him, "Does the second uncle hurt? What kind of disease is this? Don't scare me!"

Song Mo closed his eyes and gasped, "No, either sick or itchy, Jinzhi, let go, second uncle go outside, it will be fine in a while."

"Is it itchy? Then I'll rub it for Uncle II. Don't worry, Jinzhi will definitely help Uncle II relieve itch." Tang Huan said tightly to him, and his little hands slowly moved, "Uncle II, is it more comfortable like this?"

The man's body was as tight as a string. The softness that pressed against his chest, the gentle and delicate words that floated into his ears, and the actions that clearly should be green but extremely seductive made him hug him tightly. He just wanted to rub him into his chest, just block her mouth and make her unable to speak again. If she didn't speak, he could think of her as a woman she didn't know in her dream, instead of...

"Jinzhi, don't say anything, second uncle, second uncle is uncomfortable and doesn't want to talk."

His soul floated around under her control, and his voice trembled.

"Well, if the second uncle doesn't itch, remember to tell Jinzhi." Tang Huan held back his laughter, stopped teasing him, and devoted himself to helping the second uncle relieve itch. Of course, she did not forget to take advantage. Although she could not enjoy the best dish in front of her due to the menstrual period that should not have happened, the taste of licking gently must not be missing?

She kissed his chest and her tongue moved around him.

Song Mo was so excited that he covered her mouth, "Don't..."

Tang Huan muffled in his hand, "Uncle Second, when I was a child, I scratched my finger and licked it for me. I thought this would make you feel more comfortable."

Song Mo's eyes were closed.

He was indeed comfortable, but he couldn't bear it so close. When he touched his hand, he just touched himself, even if the place he touched was too private, if it was a lips, no matter where he touched it, it was a kiss. How could he let her kiss him?

He didn't say anything, Tang Huan gently kissed his palm.

He was frightened and shrank his hand. Tang Huan stood up slightly, pressed his right hand between her and him with his chest, panting with a little scared and expectantly: "Uncle Second, I, I don't know what's going on, I'll help you scratch it, my chest is itchy too. It's inconvenient for me to lift my left hand. Can Uncle Second help me scratch it... Well, it's so itchy, will Uncle Second will be the successor of Uncle Second? Uncle Second..."

How could it be passed on?

Song Mo was thinking randomly in the chaos. Could it be that his niece was also in love?

Yes, this is the closest thing for men and women. He likes her and he can't control it. She probably still couldn't forget that thought, right?

She still likes him.

In the darkness, in the surging desire, the one lying beside him gradually became his woman, the woman he liked, instead of...

Song Mo no longer thought about it, and his big hands trembled slightly and held a ball.

"Well, that's right there, Uncle Second helps me to grab it... Well, it feels so comfortable. Uncle Second has a little more strength..."

He followed her command to help her. Tang Huan enjoyed such tenderness first time, and cooperated to gently twist under his hands. The man gradually became disobedient. She relaxed her hands a little, and he increased his strength, like silent urging. She made him feel comfortable, and he still rubbed her heavily. Tang Huan deliberately retreated, and he actually chased her forward, as if her chest was a good thing he had finally obtained. He grabbed it and never wanted to let go again.

Slowly, the quilt slid off the shoulders of both of them.

Tang Huan raised her neck and looked at the man with charming eyes. A faint starlight came in. She saw his closed eyes. She was dissatisfied and hooked his neck with her left hand to pull him down. He still closed his eyes. She raised her head and touched his chin. "Uncle II, you made your niece feel so comfortable... Well, Uncle II, are you still itchy there? It doesn't itch anymore, and your niece will stop working. His hands are a little sore. Uncle II is so big..."

The breath of spring breeze, the touch of feathers, and the teasing was straightforward. Song Mo's throat rolled, "Wait a little longer, it's almost done."

Tang Huan smiled proudly. Do he still remember who this man is?

She pressed the back of his head and forced him to lower his head to face her, then gave her lips and kissed her lightly.

The man wanted to hide, but at this time, her tongue cleverly hooked, and he pressed it up like crazy, pressing her so tightly, like a mountain. His strong arms were vines on the mountain, wrapping around her shoulders and tied her waist. His tongue was leaves that could drink dew, and greedily demanding the fragrance from her mouth. Below him was his root, and he took the initiative to move deeply in her tight little hand, as if he wanted to pierce deeper...

She whimpered and protested, and in order to please her, he sprinkled all his seeds on her.

The wind stops and the trees rest.

Reason returned, the man was full of guilt and did not dare to look at her, and helped her wipe it silently.

Tang Huan was confused, "Uncle Second, what is that? Why do you squirt something out of itchy?"

After being awake, Song Mo didn't know how to explain.

How did it become like this tonight?

He touched her, kissed her, and...

It’s okay if she is ignorant now. When she gets married in the future, she will definitely understand his beastly behavior tonight. How can he still meet her at that time?

Maybe, when she gets married, he will leave Baishui Village.

He didn't say anything, so Tang Huan stopped asking. After the two lay down again, she hid in his arms, satisfied: "Second uncle, you kissed me just now..."

"Jinzhi, stop talking, it's all the second uncle who is wrong, it shouldn't..."

Tang Huan covered his mouth, moved upward, and looked at him with his arms half support: "Uncle II, listen to me first. My chest was itchy just now, so I helped me scratch it. Later, I was too thirsty and went to Uncle II to grab water from his mouth. Uncle II felt sorry for me and took the initiative to feed me. Uncle II, we are not kissing, you don't have to blame yourself. Besides, Jinzhi likes it very much. In this life, Jinzhi can't imagine how disgusting it will be to the man next to him, but Uncle II really likes it. Uncle II, do you like it?"

In the darkness, her face was blurred, but her words were soft and timid. She was happy about the intimacy of the two and was nervous about not knowing his intentions.

She said she liked it, and said she would feel disgusting when she was with the man next to her. Then, if he said she didn't like it, would she misunderstand it...

"Uncle II, I also like it. Jinzhi, go to bed quickly, we won't think about it." He was very confused now.

Tang Huan looked at him and took advantage of his unpreparedness and kissed him again on the lips.

"Jinzhi..."

"It was the second uncle who said he liked it, and Jinzhi also liked it. Then the second uncle would kiss Jinzhi, right? Good uncle, please let me kiss it. If you get itchy in the future, your niece will help you." Tang Huan said softly and coquettishly.

Song Mo pressed her down helplessly, and while covering the corner of the quilt for her, he said, "Lying down, don't catch a cold."

Tang Huan approached him and hugged his neck and said shyly: "Uncle II is so good... By the way, are the second uncle, men, men under him, as big as yours? To be honest, don't be angry, it's so big and long, I was shocked when I first met it."

Song Mo's body stiffened.

Tang Huan hugged him and begged quietly: "Uncle Second, tell me quickly, my niece is very curious, it's really strange."

"This, the second uncle and the second uncle don't know what others are like."

Tang Huan nodded seriously. After a while, his voice became even lower: "Uncle Second, I used to wash clothes by the river. I, I accidentally heard those wives say a few words. It seems that the two got married, and men will send them there into the woman... Uncle Second, you are so old that you can marry your second sister-in-law in the future. Can the second sister-in-law stand it? It's scary to think about it. How could you get in?"

Song Mo is hard again.

He thought of her place, could he go in?

"Ah, you're itchy again..."

The author has something to say: I cover my face, and the second uncle is still easy to convince me because he is not cruel to his niece. Hehe, this dream will end tomorrow~

Thank you for your thunder, Momo!

Babevivi threw a mine

I'll give you a comment. Don't always throw a mine

A landmine threw a silent landmine on the corner of the street

peggy threw a mine

The yellow moon throws a mine
Chapter completed!