In the early morning, Moji was awakened by the crisp sound of birdsong.

He knew where this was without opening his eyes. With such fresh air and such lively chirping birds, where else could there be other than Eagle Ridge?

"Widow Tian should be arriving soon." Moji thought, and couldn't help but think of what happened on her bed last night. The originally strong little Moji couldn't help but grow bigger again.

"Moji, I'm here." A feminine voice came from outside the Taoist temple. Hearing the voice of Widow Tian, ​​Moji quickly replied, "Sister-in-law Xiuhua, come in quickly." He wanted to get dressed and got up.

Seeing the lively look of little Moji, he had no choice but to shake his head and lie down again helplessly.

Widow Tian walked into Moji's room shielding her voice. Seeing him still lying on the bed, she jokingly said: "Where did you go last night? Did you get into trouble?"

Moji saw her carrying Xiaobao on her back, with the straps crisscrossed and knotted on her chest, which made the two big white rabbits on her chest look towering and extremely sexy. Moji felt aroused for a while, and Moji was even more excited than ever before.

of might.

Moji said mischievously: "Sister-in-law, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Widow Tian didn't know what was going on in his heart, so she quickly said, "Sister-in-law, go make it for you."

Moji held back his laughter and said with a sinister smile: "I want to eat milk for breakfast."

Widow Tian didn't understand yet: "Where did you get the breakfast milk?"

Seeing Mo Ji looking at the pair of big white rabbits on her chest with fascination, Widow Tian still didn't understand. "Okay, I want to eat my sister-in-law's tofu so early in the morning. See if I don't beat you and don't learn from it."

The little rascal."

Moji felt happy when he saw her rushing towards her, and without giving in, he hugged her whole body.

Widow Tian was not shy either, sitting by Moji's bed. After sharing the same bed last night, Widow Tian was no longer bullied by Moji as before, and now she learned to bully Moji.

She put her hand into the quilt to tickle him. Who knew that Moji had a dog thing like an iron rod placed in the quilt? Widow Tian grabbed it and held it in her hand. Her face turned red and she didn't let go.

, the voice was a little shaky: "Let's see if you still dare to bully my sister-in-law in the future?" He secretly used force on his hands and slowly worked it up and down.

Moji felt extremely comfortable, stroking her two big white rabbits with both hands. In order to facilitate breastfeeding, she didn't even wear underwear. Moji felt the soft and smooth taste on top, and enjoyed the excitement and stimulating pleasure on the bottom.

He felt as comfortable as a god. Faced with such a beautiful scene, little Moji ended up "suddenly" unsatisfied.

Widow Tian held a puddle of essence in her pink fists with a face full of teasing: See how you still bully others?

Moji also looked embarrassed, maybe it was too fast.

Get some paper towels and clean up the little Moji like a wife serving her husband.

After breakfast, Moji handed everything over to Widow Tian, ​​and then left the Taoist temple to go to school in the county town. The old Taoist stood at the door, watching Moji's back as he disappeared on the stone road.

Zhang Tingfang walked and stopped, looking back frequently. When she saw Moji walking slowly behind, she waved excitedly and said angrily: "Moji, why did you come just now? I've been waiting for you for so long.

Already."

Moji thought to himself: I didn't make you wait. I can only think about this in my heart. If I say it out loud, I don't know how many punches I will get on my chest.

Approaching Zhang Tingfang, Mo Ji consciously helped her carry the bulging shoulder bag. Zhang Tingfang glanced at him with satisfaction and thought to herself: This guy is relatively well-off.

The two walked one behind the other on the stone road going down the mountain.

Zhang Tingfang asked about this and that from time to time, and Moji just said what he wanted to say if he had a ride or not. The seemingly boring journey was actually full of poetry and painting.

Suddenly, "Oh!" Zhang Tingfang screamed.

Mo Ji looked back and saw her squatting in pain on the road, holding her ankle with both hands. He quickly walked over and took a look, "It's broken, the ankle is sprained." He put down his satchel, stood down, and let Zhang Tingfang sit on the grass by the roadside.

After taking off her shoes, she was dumbfounded when she wanted to continue taking off her socks. It turned out that Zhang Tingfang was wearing body stockings, and if she wanted to take them off, she would have to take them all off.

Mo Ji looked at Zhang Tingfang. She turned away with a blushing face and slowly took off her socks.

Zhang Tingfang was wearing a short skirt, sitting on the grass, her thighs slightly raised, and the red panty underneath was clearly exposed to Mo Ji's eyes. If you look carefully, you might even find one or two hairs exposed naughtily.

Outside.

Moji didn't dare to look at her ankle, so he needed to treat the injury quickly. Her ankle was already very swollen. Moji used his hands to knead, pinch, push, and pull her ankle, and the swelling slowly subsided.

Moji found some herbs on the roadside, chewed them and applied them to the injured area.

Seeing Moji busy with all this, Zhang Tingfang felt a little moved in her eyes. When he kneaded her ankles, she felt a tickling feeling that made her want to laugh, but she was afraid that he would be angry, so she kept holding on.

When he finally finished all this, Zhang Tingfang couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Moji, you are so awesome." This was the first time he called him brother. Not only was he surprised, but he was also puzzled.

Moji looked at her strangely, and when he realized there was no problem, he said, "Try it, can you still walk?"

After trying to support her, Zhang Tingfang frowned and shouted: "No, it hurts, it hurts, Brother Moji."

Moji looked around helplessly. No one else was passing by at all. He shook his head, squatted down again, and said, "Let me carry you."

Zhang Tingfang didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly! How many times had she hoped to get closer to Mo Ji and feel his burly body. But when the opportunity came, she hesitated.

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to catch the noon bus." Moji urged her, thinking she was reluctant.

Only then did Zhang Tingfang wake up, put aside her shyness, and lay on his back.

After Moji picked up the satchel and hung it around his neck, he grabbed her thighs with both hands and carried her away.

Since Zhang Tingfang was no longer wearing her body stockings, Moji's hands came into close contact with her thighs. He immediately felt the delicate, plump and elastic thighs. He couldn't help but grab the girl's thighs hard again.

It’s really not covered, it’s cool!

Zhang Tingfang's face turned red with embarrassment, and she really wanted to find a place to hide. At first, she held her chest high, and then she slowly crossed her hands and placed them on Mo Ji's chest. Her huge breasts were completely pressed against Mo Ji's chest.

On Ji's back, his whole head was buried in one side of Mo Ji's neck, for fear of being seen by acquaintances.
Chapter completed!