Moji smiled bitterly and asked Widow Tian: "Sister-in-law, what's going on?"

She glared at him angrily for a while. Her expression was complicated, mixed with shyness, anger, and surprise, and she said angrily: "These are all good things you did, like a little devil, as if you haven't seen a woman in eight lifetimes.

If you get caught, you will do whatever you want."

When Mo Ji heard this, he thought to himself: This time it stuns so much, why is he that kind of person? He looked at Widow Tian who was still lying next to her, and said with a sly smile: "Sister-in-law, why can't I remember everything I just did?

?”

Widow Tian patted his head and said harshly: "You can't remember? Did your sister-in-law wrong you? Take a good look, the blood on the sheets came from me." After that,

He spread his legs and saw that the sides of the ditch under the forest were swollen and high. They were filled with water and the surface was smooth and tender, as if they would be squeezed open with just a little force. There were still traces of blood.

Below the ravine.

Moji gently stroked that part with his hand, and said with a soft smile: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law. But why are you so careless today?" At the end of the sentence, the sly smile returned to his face.

superior.

She grabbed little Moji, and it seemed to feel good. She gave it a few hard strokes, and said resentfully: "You don't even look at it. Now the hardness, strength, and roughness of your golden cudgel have increased."

It seems to be twice as big as it is, and it’s almost suffocating to stuff it inside. You don’t know anything about love and beauty, you are just being reckless, no matter how powerful you are, you will make you bleed.” The last thing he said was the same.

Covering your mouth shyly and smiling.

As if to let him see the size of the golden cudgel when it rises, she fiddled with it a few times, and the little Moji became as thick and hard as a long balloon in an instant, as if it was twice as big as before.

It was so rough that Moji himself was startled. He looked at it blankly for a while, then he smiled sarcastically and thought: It's probably because the master lost all his pure boy skills to his own.

Maybe, otherwise all this cannot be explained.

He shook Little Moji proudly and said proudly to Widow Tian: "Sister-in-law, how about this golden hoop now? Don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's that I love and hate it at the same time." Her voice was low, and her shy appearance made people feel pure and beautiful.

Moji smiled evilly and said: "How can you love and hate at the same time? This sentence is so difficult to understand." After a while, he returned to the little hooligan he used to be. Widow Tian said in a squeaky voice:

"Love, because you make me feel comfortable; hate, you are too powerful now, and I can't bear it alone."

Moji listened happily, and the more he listened, the more elated he became. What else could make a man so proud? He looked at Widow Tian with a smile and said: "Sister-in-law, am I really as powerful as you say?

"

"Are you going to wait until you kill your sister-in-law before you believe it?" Widow Tian not only wanted to shoot him, but also wanted to beat him up. This hateful little hooligan seemed to know nothing, and she had to do it.

She said such shameful words.

After a fierce battle with her, the fire in Moji's body has slowly dissipated. Although under her teasing, little Moji raised his head bravely, but at this moment she was unable to fight anymore, and Moji also

No more stimulating her. Just hold her and talk to her properly.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you come with me to live in the city? Master is gone and I don't have any relatives here." Moji asked her tentatively.

"What does it mean for me to follow you like this? Xiaobao is still young, and I can't do anything." Widow Tian said cautiously.

Mo Ji chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry. If you follow me, you will become my woman. As long as you have something to eat from me, you and Xiaobao will not be hungry."

"Is it okay to follow you like this? Will your girlfriend agree?" She was not greedy and knew that she would never marry him.

"Who dares to say anything? As long as you are willing, sister-in-law." Moji spoke while stroking all the sensitive parts of her body. His hands were never idle.

Widow Tian had a hundred wishes in her heart. With such a man by her side, it was safe and affordable, so why not do it? But it was hard to say it out loud, so she just found these reasons and let's see what he said.

"Since my sister-in-law has no objection, I will assume that you have agreed." Moji said with a smile. He now has a feeling of being in a state of uncertainty. Where is his home?

On this day, Widow Tian went home. When she was about to leave here, she still needed to tidy up the house. Maybe she would come back one day. This was what she thought. She was not sure about following Mo Ji. After all, she was old.

With the gap and Xiaobao's drag, who can be sure what the future will be like?

Moji lay bored on the bed alone, reading "Inner Diameter Supplements". Since it is something that only the master can learn, he must learn it well. Otherwise, when he meets his uncles in the future, what will he tell them?

Woolen cloth?

Suddenly I heard a delicate voice: "Is Xiaoji at home?"

Who else would come here in such a cold weather? It sounded like a woman's voice, and she quickly responded from inside: "Here, who are you?"

"Xiao Ji, I am your sister-in-law Yang Mei'er. You haven't heard my voice yet?" she said in a bored tone, as if she was very familiar with him.

When Moji heard that it was Yang Meier, his sleepiness disappeared, he got up and quickly opened the door, pulled her in with a smile, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Meier, why is such a cold weather coming?"

As soon as she entered the closed room with a prosperous charcoal fire inside, Yang Meier immediately felt her whole body warm up. While shaking off the snow on her body, she said shyly: "I heard that you are back from vacation. My mother asked me to

I came to say thank you." As he said this, his face turned red. Is it caused by shyness or the charcoal grill?

Seeing her beauty, Mo Ji felt itchy in his heart when he thought about the scene when he untied her that day. He wanted to tease her, so he said with a sly smile: "What does your mother want you to thank me for?"

Yang Mei'er didn't expect that he would speak like this, and her already red face became even redder. She said shyly: "It was about that time about...immortality."

Moji didn't want to embarrass her too much, so he smiled mischievously and said, "Oh, that's it. You're welcome, I don't even remember it."

"My mother said, Xiaoji has been so helpful, so I must thank you." She always brought her mother up to talk, as if this trip had nothing to do with her.
Chapter completed!