C13 Be Your Woman

This was simply outside the Feng qingyang's imagination. In his eyes, it was impossible for this kind of beautiful girl to be so bold. He was stunned. His whole body was hot and his head was drooping lower and lower. As he got closer and closer, he could not wait to plunge in and have a good look.

"Have you seen enough?" Ye xinyi glanced at him, then continued to concentrate on wiping his wounds.

Feng qingyang had thought that she would be like Liu Mei Ting, calling herself a hooligan, shameless and vulgar. She was unexpectedly calm in the face of danger, as if she didn't see anything.

"Still looking?" "Is it that pretty?" Ye xinyi shot him another glance but still did not have any precautions.

"Good!" It's really beautiful! "

This time, Ye xinyi rolled his eyes at him and said: "It's like you haven't seen a woman before, you can take these back and wipe them yourself." As he said that, he placed a small bottle of iodine and a cotton swab on the bench. He then gracefully turned around and walked to the table to sit down.

As he turned around, he stirred up a bit of fragrance, causing Feng qingyang to be even more infatuated.

"Haven't I seen you so round before?" Feng qingyang picked one. Ye Zichen teased.

"You haven't even seen the complete form, how do you know if it's round or not?"

"Why don't you let me take a look?" Feng qingyang laughed sinisterly.

"With just you?" Ye xinyi laughed, "I'm sorry, but even if you say so, you are not elder sister's man."

"Hey, I didn't see that this girl had quite an ideal goal." The Feng qingyang smiled and asked, "What kind of dishes are these?"

Ye xinyi tilted his head and sized it up: "Go back, there's no hope for you."

"Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

The Ye xinyi did not hesitate either and answered quickly: "You are lacking in talent and not handsome enough. I don't like country bumpkins."

"Childish!"

Feng qingyang threw the two words before he turned around and left. He looked very confident but was very aggrieved in his heart. This was too humiliating. He swore to himself that he would push down this little hoof that seemed gentle, but was actually proud. When she submitted to his spear, he would see what she would say. However, this also made the Feng qingyang realize that although these little girls were good-looking, they were unreliable. It was still those young women who understood how to live and knew that the bigger the guy was, the more true the man was. She couldn't help but miss Yan Na and Yang Xiuqin. She thought that she would end her virginity by ruthlessly firing a shot at them another day.

Feng qingyang took the medicine bottle and went to Ma Xiaoguang's house. He saw Ma shenglee squatting in the yard and smoking, while Ma Xiaoguang and Ma leelee looked at his body in sorrow.

"Qingyang is here …" Shi Xiangzhen greeted him.

Feng qingyang nodded, and walked to Ma shenglee unwillingly: "Uncle Sheng, why did you agree to it? Aren't they clearly bullying others? "

Ma shenglee exhaled a mouthful of smoke and sighed: "Forget it, it's a blessing to lose out, what else can we do? We can't beat them. "

"Could it be that Hei Lang died just like that?"

Ma shenglee looked at Hei Lang on the ground, then got up and said: "So be it. You skinned him, and we came over tonight to eat dog meat." With that, he walked towards Hei Lang who was lying on the ground.

"You can't eat Hei Lang!" Ma Xiaoguang rushed forward to protect him.

Ma shenglee glared at Little Light. He raised his head and pleaded, "Daddy, can you not eat Hei Lang?"

"This child... What's the point of not eating? Did you throw it away? " Ma shenglee angrily turned and entered the house.

"Qingyang, no one can blame your uncle for this. This Liu Zi Village belongs to their Chen family. If it wasn't for so many people present today, they probably wouldn't even have a soft word of advice." Shi Xiangzhen looked at the Hei Lang on the ground and said, "If you guys don't want to, then find a place to bury it. Otherwise, he'll be skinned alive when he comes out later …"

"En, I will go find a place to bury Hei Lang now." Ma Xiaoguang stood up and limped as he grabbed a shovel.

"Let me do it. You rest at home and apply some medicine!" With that, the Feng qingyang gave the bottle and the cotton swab to Ma Xiaoguang. He took the shovel and carried the Hei Lang as he walked out.

"I want to go too!" The Ma leelee caught up.

"What are you doing? It's a hot day, so you should stay at home. " Shi Xiangzhen said.

Ma leelee pouted and looked at his mother and Xiao Guang, "I will go." As he spoke, he stomped his feet and followed.

Thus, the Feng qingyang walked in front and the Ma leelee followed behind. The two of them walked towards the Twin Sacred Mountain.

In the Feng qingyang's eyes, this pair of sacred mountains was as vulgar as leeching, because in the east, a beautiful girl with a slim figure was bowing. His buttocks were resting on the ground while the Holy Mountain to the west appeared much more towering and tall. It was like a man standing behind a woman's buttocks. The two mountains, one in front and the other behind, were like two old men pushing a cart.

The two of them quickly arrived at the foot of the Eastern Sage Mountain. Feng qingyang found a large poplar tree and buried him under it.

After finishing the work, Feng qingyang raised his head and looked at the small stone hut halfway up the mountain. That was where Chen Ergou lived. Not far east of the small stone house was a small grass hut left behind by the mountain watcher. Although it was a bit old, it still seemed to be able to accommodate people.

"Brother Qingyang, what are you looking at?" Ma leelee raised his small face, and curiously looked around the Twin Sacred Mountains.

The Feng qingyang looked at her with her slim and graceful, pure and clean, her rosy and tender face like that of a ripe peach. The haughty Little Yao's nose was covered with a few crystal beads of sweat, as if her desire to fall didn't fall at all. Her smooth and soft lips slightly moved, revealing her milky white teeth.

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't …" Ma leelee smiled, he was still very happy.

"Let's rest here for a while before we head back." Feng qingyang said.

"Sure." The Ma leelee nodded his head, "I will go over to pick some wild apricots …"

Looking at Ma leelee's round and perky butt, Feng qingyang felt an itch in his heart that was hard to endure. Being on such a scale at such a young age, wouldn't it be heaven-defying if he were to grow up?

Not long after, Ma leelee came back jumping with joy. He held a branch in his hand, which was filled with apricots, all of them large and round. Feng qingyang's mouth was immediately filled with sour water.

"Which one do you want?" Ma leelee sat beside him.

A small stone board, the two of them were not too far from each other, Feng qingyang could even feel her scorching heat.

"Actually, I want those two …" Feng qingyang pointed to her chest.

Ma leelee was stunned, her two little cheeks became even redder, like the red apricot in her hands.

"Brother Qingyang, are you talking about these two …?" Ma leelee lowered his head and took two of the biggest pellets out for him.

Looking at Ma leelee who had never been angry at him before, Feng qingyang asked softly, "You should know about the things that are passed down in the village, right? I'm a naughty and naughty person, why are you still treating me so well?"

"I don't care... "I just like you …"

The Feng qingyang shook his head, "But I don't like you!"

"..." I know, it's okay. " Ma leelee's smile was still pure and beautiful, "As long as I can see you happy, I'll be satisfied!"

"What if I bully you?"

Ma leelee giggled: "I know brother Qingyang won't bully me …"

"And how do you know that? "What if I bully you right now!" After Feng qingyang finished speaking, he turned his body and directly rubbed her petite body into his embrace.

"Ah!" The Ma leelee let out a soft cry. She felt that her chest was burning hot and that rapid heartbeat made her heart feel like it was about to fly as well.

Her body was very soft, softer than Liu Mei Ting's. As if she was made of water, she hugged her brother tightly, and like a wave, continuously hit against Feng qingyang's rational rock until it shattered, giving him, who had no bad thoughts, a new uncontrollable instinct and impulse.

"Do you know, men aren't as good as you think? Ten men and ten women, I'm the most lustful one!"

Hearing his words, Ma leelee's heart jumped. In Feng qingyang's arms, she felt at ease. She had never been so excited before, so bold. Her face was burning as she pressed her face against his, gently rubbing against it. Her soft lips moved as she panted next to his ear, "I want to be your woman …"