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Chapter 38 Seven days

After fighting for a while, the mother and daughter in the room finally calmed down.

The beautiful woman fell on the bed and panted. The snow-white bath towel around her body had long since scattered, revealing her beautiful figure as white and tender as milk. The charm of mature women lies in their exquisite, plump and mature beauty.

No girl could compete with her. Hao Mengmeng rested for a while, then hummed like a little pig and leaned forward, hanging on the beautiful woman's body like an octopus.

"What's wrong? Haven't you had enough trouble?" The beautiful woman was also panting. Seeing her daughter hanging on her back again, she patted her hand and said angrily.

"No way! Mother?" The girl smiled, burying her little head into the beautiful woman's neck, rubbing her affectionately, and said coquettishly: "I was just joking with you just now."

After saying that, she stretched out her little paws like a thief, grasped the white, plump and soft breasts on her mother's chest, squeezed them up and down, and seemed to feel that they felt good, so she held them one by one in her palms.

The beautiful woman trembled from the attack, a blush appeared on her charming face, and her breathing became faster. She hurriedly pushed away her troublesome little hand and hit her head hard.

After a moment, he said with a really angry look: "Hao Mengmeng!"

"If you are naughty again, I won't be polite to you."

The girl smiled and said: "Okay, okay. I know I was wrong. I just compared the sizes."

"By the way, my mother's vagina is much bigger than mine!"

Although she admitted that she was wrong, her attitude did not mean to admit it at all. However, she lifted up her small white T-shirt, revealing her small dove-like breasts and compared them with the beautiful woman next to her. The girl's figure

It has just grown into a little shape, and there is still a lot of room for development. The little white pigeon that has never been developed is only slightly covered with red beans. Of course, it is much smaller and more delicate than a beautiful woman who has given birth to a child.

"Damn girl! She's so crazy every day!" The beautiful woman couldn't help but turned around and pulled a section of the quilt to cover herself.

My daughter is getting older and it is difficult to take care of her.

Especially during adolescence, her rebellious mood always liked to go against her, and she was no longer as cute and cute as she was when she was a child. Only then did she finally understand why her mother was so helpless back then.

"Well, mother, I'm wrong!" Hao Mengmeng raised her little head over her head in an obedient manner, got under the beautiful woman's creaking nest, poked her head in and said, "I'm just a little excited! Besides, it's so late at night.

Don't you feel a little excited when you suddenly see a master practicing swordplay not far from your home? It's just like what was shown on TV!"

"What's so exciting? It's precisely because there are so many people making a fuss like you that people choose to practice swordplay in the middle of the night." The beautiful woman wasn't really angry. She grabbed her daughter and hugged her into her arms.

, said softly: "This is the 21st century, what are some hobbies that are a bit old-fashioned?"

"It's precisely because you make so many fuss that people have to avoid you and choose to go out at night."

The girl thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, what mother said makes sense."

"Then I won't bother him."

A smile appeared on the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth, and she said slowly: "That's good. This is just a hobby, not some peerless master on TV. You have to treat it with a normal heart."

In the 21st century, it is inevitable to be a little surprised when you first see it. The beautiful woman was also quite surprised at first, but it doesn't matter after you calm down.

This is just one person’s hobby!

"But?" The girl stuck out her little head, and secretly covered the beautiful woman's plump and soft breasts with a small hand, wondering: "Mother? Why do I feel that the swordsmanship he practices looks so powerful?

What does it look like?”

The beautiful woman did not push it away this time, but said softly: "Maybe he is not practicing the kind of showmanship? When he was practicing, there was a cold light, and he looked very imposing from such a distance. He should be like that in ancient times.

Practical swordsmanship used on the battlefield!"

When the girl heard this, she let out a surprised sigh and said: "Battlefield? Is that the swordsmanship used by the generals? No wonder it is so powerful!"

"It's a pity that this is the 21st century. No matter how well you practice swordsmanship, it is of no use. It can only be regarded as a hobby." A kind smile appeared on the beautiful woman's face, and she gently stroked the girl's little head and said softly: "

Go to bed early, I have to take you to go through the transfer procedures tomorrow!"

"Well, good night, mother." The girl raised her little head and kissed the beautiful woman's cheek, then rested her head on her arm and closed her eyes.

Her little hand was still on the beautiful woman's plump and white breasts, but this time she didn't mean to move it, but just put it there honestly. The beautiful woman sighed softly and wanted to move it.

The girl took her hand off, but finally gave up because she knew that even if she took it off, she would find that she had put it back when she got up the next morning.

Her husband died early, and both mother and daughter were a little timid, so they always slept together.

But I didn't expect that my daughter would develop such a habit unknowingly as she got older. This should be a problem that some boys only have when they are young, but I don't know when this daughter developed it. Now my daughter is tired of it.

She was so obsessed with her that she tried several times to divide the room so that her daughter could sleep alone. In the end, she was timid and sneaked into her daughter's room in the middle of the night, and then euphemistically called it "I'm afraid you won't sleep alone."

There is nothing wrong with this habit, but her daughter only plays with girls at such an old age and ignores what boys say. She is really worried that her daughter will have a problem with her sexual orientation. After all, it is so lonely to be single.

Over the years, she also had this ridiculous thing happen to a woman by chance!

Even thinking about it now makes me blush!

"Maybe it's because I haven't met a boy I like yet?" the beautiful woman thought, and she immediately felt more relieved.

But for some reason, she couldn't help but think of the woman with whom she had a one-night stand. Her beauty even moved her heart, especially her beautiful red phoenix eyes, which seemed to make people squint when she narrowed them slightly.

His mind was sucked in.

Of course, there are also her nimble fingers and tongue...

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"drink!"

Zhao Futu struck back with a sharp slash, then stood with his sword behind his back for a moment, waiting for his breathing to calm down before he prepared to go back.

His physical fitness has improved a lot now, and he practices the sword in conjunction with the breathing method on the Dan Dao. He actually practiced until 12 o'clock in the morning before he felt any signs of exhaustion. People who can regulate their breath will have much stronger endurance, regardless of this.

It's the same whether you're practicing martial arts, running, or doing bed exercises.

Breath control is just the introduction to alchemy.

He picked up the piece of cloth and wiped the sweat from his body, then wrapped his hand and half sword again, ran to the wall, jumped, stretched out his hand, and crossed the high wall back to his community.

I went back to my room, washed up, meditated for two hours as usual, and then went to bed.

It is not enough to rely solely on meditation to replace sleep. Although meditation can replenish energy, proper sleep is more effective.

It's just that alchemy cultivators sleep less time and of higher quality than ordinary people. Generally, to reach the state of perfection, four or five hours of sleep a day is enough. However, some martial arts practitioners have sufficient qi and blood throughout their bodies.

If you know some simple breathing techniques, you can automatically reach this level. This is different from many stories about opening up the meridians, that is, the introduction to alchemy is to open up the Ren and Du meridians, and the twelve main meridians of the human body

In fact, everything is open, even the alchemy path is just a process of further development.

If there is any blockage, then according to Chinese medicine, you are already sick.

The saying "pain means there is no way, general means there is no pain" is exactly like this!

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The days that followed were very simple. I occasionally went to see Aunt Lan, helped carry some goods in the store, and sorted out the orders.

The rest of Zhao Futu's time was spent reading information and looking for movies. In the evening, he went to the villa area next door to practice his sword. The security guards there were very lazy. Zhao Futu didn't meet any of them now, and no one came out to disturb him.

, very comfortable!

But he didn't notice that upstairs in the villa in the distance, a mother and daughter would watch him practice his sword for a while before going to bed every day.

Then I could sleep more peacefully.

"With such a great master living nearby, you don't have to worry about petty theft, right?" This is what the mother and daughter thought.

then.

The days passed leisurely day by day until Zhao Futu received a reminder from the nightmare space seven days later.

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(PS: The first volume is finally finished. Please give me your recommendation votes, rewards, and collections.

What I want to write about is an ordinary person. He has a normal mentality and needs money, but he will not go out and kill people just because he has gained abilities from space. He has his own small life and will do what he wants to do.

As long as no one messes with him, he will keep to himself. He will not vent in reality just because he may face death in the space. He can distinguish himself and know how to restrain himself.

Well, the second volume is a slightly more intense battlefield space.)
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