The little leader led her upstairs. It seemed that this was the place to meet, and there was also incense burning. You could look down at the courtyard from a high place, which was secluded and quiet.
There are only two people here, and the little leader. The little leader is very reserved and stutters when he speaks: Master is right below, I, I will go and invite him, this is the place to meet, fairy, don’t be polite...
Xia Zhiyue carried her jade hands on her back, looked at him and said with a smile: Then I'll be fine.
The little leader blushed and said: Then, I'll go, my name is Xiao Dazhuang, nicknamed Dwarf Melon, and the fairy will remember me next time she comes.
Xia Zhiyue's beautiful eyes fell on his dark and round face. When she heard his name, she couldn't help but cover her red lips with her jade hands and laughed: Why do you have such a nickname?
Xiao Dazhuang felt dizzy when she smiled like this. He seemed to float to the sky and swallowed his saliva and said: I, I am ugly and short. Those who look down on me gave me such a nickname, saying that I am a short winter melon.
Xia Zhiyue covered her fairy face with her hands, and smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes: Then I'd better call you Brother Xiao.
Xiao Dazhuang was called to his elder brother by him. When the fairy's voice drifted into his ears, his soul was almost melting and he swallowed wildly. Xia Zhiyue's voice was obviously good at ice and snow, with a hint of coldness, but with such a smile, there was a soft and beautiful feeling. How could he withstand it?
Xiao Dazhuang, who is short and fat, has an old face that is red and purple, and has green. When she looks carefully, the colors are different. She is sweating nervously in front of her, swallowing her saliva, and speaking very hard: Fairy, just call me short winter melon, call me brother, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't live long.
When Xia Zhiyue saw him sweating profusely, she also thought he was very interesting. She put her white gauze skirt together, and the tall fairy sat down on the bench with dignified and elegant body.
At this time, she seemed to feel that for the sake of comfort, the stunning lady raised her left beautiful leg and pressed her right leg. Not only did she feel comfortable, but Xiao Dazhuang saw her seductive appearance in white red-soled high heels, especially the two exposed pieces of white and graceful calves. In an instant, he just looked at her and swallowed with a gulp.
Xia Zhiyue is a beautiful woman who can see people in a slight way. She only saw Xiao Dazhuang's face in front of her was dark and red, and she looked sweaty. She felt that this person was more and more interesting and cute. She said with an unbearable smile: I heard that if a person is fat, he will easily sweat and pant when he walks too much. Is that true?
Xiao Dazhuang looked at Xia Zhiyue sitting on the bench in front of him, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. The light cast from his two small eyes was green. He looked at her raised legs and jade feet slightly raised toward the middle of his legs, shaking gently. Pay attention to the slender heels on the soles of her high heels facing her seductively. He couldn't control her neck and said sweating heavily: Yes, it's Ah...
Xia Zhiyue smiled softly and said: Seeing Brother Xiao sweating profusely, you might as well sit down and rest and relax, and then go and do something else.
When Xiao Dazhuang heard this, he shook his head and said: No, no, no, I, I don’t dare, I just stand here.
Xia Zhiyue covered her red lips, and the beauty smiled and said: Since the strong guest does not suppress the host, I am just a guest here, Brother Xiao doesn’t have to be too reserved.
Xiao Dazhuang said no, but his body was honest and could not hold back. He swallowed his saliva with sweat on his face. He was nervous and as soon as he sat down, sweat flowed down. He smelled the faint fragrance of the fairy beside him. A cold wind blew, which made him feel excited.
Both of them sat on a stool. Xia Zhiyue was much more calm than him. She was dignified and beautifully tiled with high heels. The lace-edged dress covered the snow-white legs. Inside the dress with a cut skirt, the exposed calves were smooth and delicate, and the whiteness was dazzling. The jade foot skin exposed in the high heels was also extremely attractive.
Xiao Dazhuang, sitting on his right, perfectly interpreted what it means to sit and feel uncomfortable, and his short and fat body sitting beside her made him look even more ugly and he was a little ugly. He even had his hands restrained and didn't know where to put them. He only knew to rub his thighs in a tangled manner.
At the same time, he smelled the fragrance of Xia Zhiyue's white clothes that was so close to him. He felt comfortable as if he was in the sky. His eyes kept secretly and nervously, and he couldn't even say a word. He really wanted to lean closer to her, and he was extremely entangled and wanted to do small moves.
Xia Zhiyue naturally noticed the entanglements and thoughts of the person around her, but she didn't take it seriously when she got used to it. She turned her face slightly. She exhaled with her red lips and smiled with a nice voice: How old is Brother Xiao this year?
Xiao Dazhuang sat beside her, intentionally or unintentionally making small instinctive moves, trying to sneak up on her white-clothed fairy body. When she suddenly asked this, she lowered her head nervously and did not dare to raise her face. She said shyly like a little girl who was about to get married: I, I am fifty-two years old this year...
Xia Zhiyue glanced at him with beautiful eyes, and a jade hand brushed her hair lightly around her face with her beautiful hair. She smiled gently: It seems that Brother Xiao looks younger.
At this time, Xiao Dazhuang listened to her beautiful words and vomited the fairy Lanxiang on his face when she talked to the red lips. He suddenly became increasingly unable to control himself and raised his head with the courage to secretly raise his head.
He glanced at her head and said with a bang: I, I have been a farmer since I was a child, but I have never suffered much. People who have seen me say I am a pistachio and they all make fun of me.
Xia Zhiyue looked at his fat face and dark appearance. She had a gentle and noble temperament. Her red lips and orchid fragrance blew on Xiao Dazhuang's face and chuckled: Who is the nickname of Brother Xiao's short winter melon? Who is so boring and interesting? She gave people randomly?
Xiao Dazhuang was blown on her face by the fragrance of her red lips, and seeing the light of her beautiful eyes and the gentleness and goodness of her speech. She did not look down on him at all and looked at him in close proximity. He even more unbearable stretched out his hand to scratch his thick red neck.
He said kindly: That's because they all say I'm lazy and look down on me, so they make fun of me and say I'm a short winter melon and have been calling me for so many years.
There are only two people here, and the little leader. The little leader is very reserved and stutters when he speaks: Master is right below, I, I will go and invite him, this is the place to meet, fairy, don’t be polite...
Xia Zhiyue carried her jade hands on her back, looked at him and said with a smile: Then I'll be fine.
The little leader blushed and said: Then, I'll go, my name is Xiao Dazhuang, nicknamed Dwarf Melon, and the fairy will remember me next time she comes.
Xia Zhiyue's beautiful eyes fell on his dark and round face. When she heard his name, she couldn't help but cover her red lips with her jade hands and laughed: Why do you have such a nickname?
Xiao Dazhuang felt dizzy when she smiled like this. He seemed to float to the sky and swallowed his saliva and said: I, I am ugly and short. Those who look down on me gave me such a nickname, saying that I am a short winter melon.
Xia Zhiyue covered her fairy face with her hands, and smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes: Then I'd better call you Brother Xiao.
Xiao Dazhuang was called to his elder brother by him. When the fairy's voice drifted into his ears, his soul was almost melting and he swallowed wildly. Xia Zhiyue's voice was obviously good at ice and snow, with a hint of coldness, but with such a smile, there was a soft and beautiful feeling. How could he withstand it?
Xiao Dazhuang, who is short and fat, has an old face that is red and purple, and has green. When she looks carefully, the colors are different. She is sweating nervously in front of her, swallowing her saliva, and speaking very hard: Fairy, just call me short winter melon, call me brother, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't live long.
When Xia Zhiyue saw him sweating profusely, she also thought he was very interesting. She put her white gauze skirt together, and the tall fairy sat down on the bench with dignified and elegant body.
At this time, she seemed to feel that for the sake of comfort, the stunning lady raised her left beautiful leg and pressed her right leg. Not only did she feel comfortable, but Xiao Dazhuang saw her seductive appearance in white red-soled high heels, especially the two exposed pieces of white and graceful calves. In an instant, he just looked at her and swallowed with a gulp.
Xia Zhiyue is a beautiful woman who can see people in a slight way. She only saw Xiao Dazhuang's face in front of her was dark and red, and she looked sweaty. She felt that this person was more and more interesting and cute. She said with an unbearable smile: I heard that if a person is fat, he will easily sweat and pant when he walks too much. Is that true?
Xiao Dazhuang looked at Xia Zhiyue sitting on the bench in front of him, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. The light cast from his two small eyes was green. He looked at her raised legs and jade feet slightly raised toward the middle of his legs, shaking gently. Pay attention to the slender heels on the soles of her high heels facing her seductively. He couldn't control her neck and said sweating heavily: Yes, it's Ah...
Xia Zhiyue smiled softly and said: Seeing Brother Xiao sweating profusely, you might as well sit down and rest and relax, and then go and do something else.
When Xiao Dazhuang heard this, he shook his head and said: No, no, no, I, I don’t dare, I just stand here.
Xia Zhiyue covered her red lips, and the beauty smiled and said: Since the strong guest does not suppress the host, I am just a guest here, Brother Xiao doesn’t have to be too reserved.
Xiao Dazhuang said no, but his body was honest and could not hold back. He swallowed his saliva with sweat on his face. He was nervous and as soon as he sat down, sweat flowed down. He smelled the faint fragrance of the fairy beside him. A cold wind blew, which made him feel excited.
Both of them sat on a stool. Xia Zhiyue was much more calm than him. She was dignified and beautifully tiled with high heels. The lace-edged dress covered the snow-white legs. Inside the dress with a cut skirt, the exposed calves were smooth and delicate, and the whiteness was dazzling. The jade foot skin exposed in the high heels was also extremely attractive.
Xiao Dazhuang, sitting on his right, perfectly interpreted what it means to sit and feel uncomfortable, and his short and fat body sitting beside her made him look even more ugly and he was a little ugly. He even had his hands restrained and didn't know where to put them. He only knew to rub his thighs in a tangled manner.
At the same time, he smelled the fragrance of Xia Zhiyue's white clothes that was so close to him. He felt comfortable as if he was in the sky. His eyes kept secretly and nervously, and he couldn't even say a word. He really wanted to lean closer to her, and he was extremely entangled and wanted to do small moves.
Xia Zhiyue naturally noticed the entanglements and thoughts of the person around her, but she didn't take it seriously when she got used to it. She turned her face slightly. She exhaled with her red lips and smiled with a nice voice: How old is Brother Xiao this year?
Xiao Dazhuang sat beside her, intentionally or unintentionally making small instinctive moves, trying to sneak up on her white-clothed fairy body. When she suddenly asked this, she lowered her head nervously and did not dare to raise her face. She said shyly like a little girl who was about to get married: I, I am fifty-two years old this year...
Xia Zhiyue glanced at him with beautiful eyes, and a jade hand brushed her hair lightly around her face with her beautiful hair. She smiled gently: It seems that Brother Xiao looks younger.
At this time, Xiao Dazhuang listened to her beautiful words and vomited the fairy Lanxiang on his face when she talked to the red lips. He suddenly became increasingly unable to control himself and raised his head with the courage to secretly raise his head.
He glanced at her head and said with a bang: I, I have been a farmer since I was a child, but I have never suffered much. People who have seen me say I am a pistachio and they all make fun of me.
Xia Zhiyue looked at his fat face and dark appearance. She had a gentle and noble temperament. Her red lips and orchid fragrance blew on Xiao Dazhuang's face and chuckled: Who is the nickname of Brother Xiao's short winter melon? Who is so boring and interesting? She gave people randomly?
Xiao Dazhuang was blown on her face by the fragrance of her red lips, and seeing the light of her beautiful eyes and the gentleness and goodness of her speech. She did not look down on him at all and looked at him in close proximity. He even more unbearable stretched out his hand to scratch his thick red neck.
He said kindly: That's because they all say I'm lazy and look down on me, so they make fun of me and say I'm a short winter melon and have been calling me for so many years.
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