(One of Huahuachangzi’s brothers died in a car accident. I wish him a good life in heaven!! I also hope that book friends will never drive after drinking!!!)

When Mo Ji returned to the Taoist temple with a complicated mood, it was already afternoon and evening. After a day of drifting, the Eagle Ridge was covered with snow, like a girl's delicate body, white and tender, which was really eye-catching.

Widow Tian had already prepared dinner. When she saw him coming back, the colors in the Taoist temple suddenly became dazzling. She immediately became energetic. She smiled and accepted the large and small bags that Moji brought back, just like a knotted wife waiting for her return from a long journey.

The husband, the feeling of happiness that finally came to an end after all the hardships after watching Bashan Yeyu, jumped up on that pretty face.

The old Taoist was very happy to see him come back, but Widow Tian had been chatting with him ever since Moji came back. She knew that the young people were doing such dirty things and it was not easy to disturb them.

Earlier, Mo Ji had asked someone to bring some money back to repair the ruined temple. Now on this rainy and snowy night, Widow Tian's basin of charcoal fire warmed the room inside.

Elegant, like an air-conditioned room with the temperature turned on, Widow Tian took off all her outer clothes and swayed around in only her autumn clothes and long trousers. Her graceful figure was exposed to Moji's eyes, especially when she was in the breastfeeding period.

The pair of white rabbits trembled so hard that his throat went dry.

Widow Tian would look at Moji with ambiguous eyes from time to time. Seeing his anxious look, she couldn't help covering her mouth with her hands and snickering. She knew that this little kid hadn't had enough milk since he was a child, so for him,

, Breasts are one of the biggest temptations in his life. But for other men in the world, the same is not true. As long as he sees the erect white rabbit, which man doesn’t want to lie down and take a few bites of her? Even if it is

If you can't suck out milk and feel addicted to it, that's something you're 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 immediately sucked it, watching Moji swallow the liquid for a while, fearing that Xiaobao would

It was as if someone had sucked up all the milk. He walked up to Widow Tian, ​​pinched Xiaobao’s pink face and said with a soft smile: “Xiaobao, drink slowly, and give the milk to Brother Xiaoji to drink later.

." I took the opportunity to linger on that big white rabbit for a long time.

Widow Tian rolled her eyes at him fiercely and scolded: "Look at how promising you are. Every time you compete with Xiaobao for milk, you still have one left for you to drink."

Moji then smiled "hehe" and walked away.

When Xiaobao finished drinking, Widow Tian sent him to Lao Tao's place to sleep. When he came back, Moji hugged her into his arms, put his hands on the pair of white rabbits and kneaded her.

Widow Tian's whole body was like a ball of mud, hanging softly and tenderly on his body. During this period, her body was very sensitive. As long as she thought of Moji's thick banana stick, her little sister would overflow with secrets.

When the water comes, the whole body feels weak, numb, and even itchy.

"You little bad guy, you will know how to bully your sister-in-law as soon as you come back." Widow Tian sighed, without any strength in her body.

.

Moji touched the pair of dancing white rabbits and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, do you want to be bullied by the little villain?"

Widow Tian felt so good all over after being touched by him, but her mouth remained as strong as before, cursing: "Who... who cares about you... this little bad... bad guy?

, I only know that... it seems to cost people... their lives." She spoke intermittently, panting. She seemed to be addicted last time, and this time it was killing her. Buttocks raised.

Being pushed hard by the thick banana stick, there was a sudden jolt, and gurgling water inexplicably emerged from the ditch and sprayed on Xiao Nei.

At this moment, his thieving hands had already reached inside and caught the pair of unprotected white rabbits. He felt that one was as soft as dough and the other was as plump and swollen as an inflated ball. He said with a wicked smile: "Sister-in-law, I

I’m hungry and want some milk.”

Widow Tian was so delicate that she gasped for breath after being touched by him. Her delicate body after being watered by him seemed to be possessed by a demon. She would go crazy every night when no one was around. Waves of numbness spread from the ditch in the lower body to the cerebral cortex.

Wave after wave of attacks pushed her to the peak of excitement.

Her face was no longer shy, and was filled with the peach blossom color of March. She tilted her head back, rubbed his face with each other, and said with a sweet smile: "My breasts...milk is only for children."

...My son eats it, you are me...Who am I?" I still remember the interesting story about breastfeeding last time!

At this time, Moji, a little gangster, remembered the saying "If you have milk, you are a mother", and said in a bad way: "Mother, my son wants to eat the white rabbit." The smile on his face was like a eunuch in the palace, Mei,

Bitch, traitor, thief... you can be as bad as you want.

Widow Tian was very maternal, turned around and caressed his face, and said with a sweet smile: "Good son, come here, mommy will feed you some milk." After that, she took his hand and walked to the bed.

go in the direction.

Moji was already impatient. He inserted one hand into her butt from behind and grasped the voluptuous ball. The rural young woman's strong and elastic oval ball was the effect that urban women dreamed of in the practice room.

She was lying on her side on the bed, with two unrestrained white rabbits hanging sideways. The grape that had not been sucked by the baby exuded a purple allure under the light, like a pearl, with endless charm.

Moji is like a little piglet, constantly humping in her delicate arms, like a child who has not yet grown up, holding a grape in his mouth, sucking vigorously, and making "tsk tsk" sucking sounds from time to time.

The sound seemed particularly ambiguous in the silent winter night.

Widow Tian's eyes were half closed, and there was a man who was attached to her like a child. This was a great comfort and encouragement to her. Who could tell what would happen in the future? She knew Moji's future.

She does not belong to this Xihua Village, nor will she belong to herself. She is now like a blind person walking on the edge of a cliff in the dark night, licking a drop of honey dripping from the sky without knowing it. She does not care about what will happen tomorrow. She

As long as he can seize the current happiness and the heart of this little man who can give him happiness, it is enough.

Caressing his face and watching him suck with relish, Widow Tian felt more love than attachment. A complex mood that was half female and half Qingren quietly grew in her heart. Maybe it was because she was in the lactation period.

The reason is. In their tender breasts, women regard their men as half-grown children, allowing him to bend over as he pleases. Only when he can no longer bend over can a man truly mature.
Chapter completed!