Chapter 3

Outside the villa, a very high-end blue car parked by the iron door. The man in the car was handsome and starry-eyed, and his suit and lace

The woman is gentle and charming, but unfortunately the woman's face is gloomy. When she sees the man, she says impatiently: Xiaohai, if you have something to say, I'm going to go home, it won't be good if my husband's father sees it later

Wan'er, can you not leave? I'll take you to a place

This man named Xiaohai keeps begging Wan'er

Sorry, I have a husband, I won't go to strange places with a man other than my husband alone

Wan'er is not a fool. He knows where Xiaohai wants to take her to. Wan'er originally had a good impression of this handsome man. If the man spends more fun, care more, and is more patient, maybe Wan'er will give Xiaohai some chances. Unfortunately, Xiaohai is too anxious. In order to get Wan'er, Xiaohai drank a lot of wine for Wan'er today. Wan'er hates the feeling of vomiting, and if she drinks too much, she will feel disgusted and want to vomit.

Wan'er...

Xiaohai is anxious, he wants to hug Wan'er

Sorry, goodbye

Wan'er was furious. She pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car, ran towards the iron gate, stood by the iron gate, Wan'er touched for a long time, but she didn't touch the key, she was really drunk, her figure was a little shaken, Xiaohai also walked out of the car and walked towards Wan'er. He thought it was a woman's pretentiousness, maybe Wan'er didn't want to go home at all

Wan'er was even more anxious. She was a little scared. The man became crazy and was more terrifying than a hungry wolf. In desperation, Wan'er knocked on the iron door hard and called out to Lao Peng: Dad... Dad... Open the door...

Xiaohai and his car disappeared, running without a trace

Come back, oh, have you drunk?

Lao Peng opened the iron door and looked at Wan'er in surprise.

Drink some...uh...thank you dad

Wan'er felt a little guilty, she turned around and left, but she almost fell down after staggering steps. Fortunately, Lao Peng was quick and reacted quickly, and hugged Wan'er in the waist. This was the first time Lao Peng hugged Wan'er, Wan'er was very light and gentle.

Woo...Dad, my foot twisted, it hurts so much... Woo...

Wan'er shouted loudly

Don't be afraid, come on, dad carry you

Lao Peng felt very distressed. He bent down and signaled Wan'er to climb onto his back. Wan'er hesitated and tiptoed on the ground with her left foot, but it was still very painful. After thinking for a while, under Lao Peng's urging, she climbed onto Lao Peng's body embarrassedly and hooked Lao Peng's neck. Wan'er was extremely shy. This was the first time she was so close to a man other than her husband.

Dad, can you do it?

Wan'er is very embarrassed

Lao Peng laughed: Haha, it’s okay for dad to recite three things as much as you do

I don't believe it

Wan'er giggles

Don’t believe it. Dad pulled the voltage box to the mountain, and a voltage box cost hundreds of kilograms. Dad was in a good way. There was once in those years when he was in line...

Lao Peng recalled his glorious years. He deliberately walked very slowly. Maybe he subconsciously hoped that he could carry Wan'er for a longer time. Two pieces of fleshy stuff pressed on his shoulder blades made Lao Peng distracted. He hoped that the stairs would be longer.

Dad, I want to drink osmanthus honey...

Wan'er doesn't want to listen to these boring past events that have nothing to do with her. When Lao Peng went to the countryside, Wan'er is probably still in her mother's belly.

It was already deep, but Wan'er's bedroom was still brightly lit. Wan'er, who had just finished taking a hot bath, closed her eyes and leaned on the soft big bed. A snow-white bath towel wrapped her wet hair. A thin silk blanket covered her curved body. Her exposed shoulders kept trembling. Her little mouth made a humming sound as Lao Peng kneaded her hands.

Well...oh...Oh...Dad, be gentle, it's almost painful

When you know the pain, drink less alcohol. If you drink less alcohol, you won’t fall.

Lao Peng's fingers rubbed back and forth on Wan'er's left heel. It was the tenderest and whitest little foot in the world. That's what Lao Peng thought.

Dad... You are so long-lasting. I only drank a little today, hiss... it hurts, it hurts... Oh, oh...

Wan'er kept shouting pain, but after the pain, it felt strangely comfortable, so Wan'er also hoped that Lao Peng would pinch it for a longer time

Lao Peng had no expression on his face, but his heart was beating wildly. Wan'er's jade legs were right in front of him and her pink little feet were right in his hands. How could he not be excited?

After touching your little feet, Lao Peng hopes to touch more places: Come on, raise your legs a little, Dad will help you pinch your calf. There are many nerves here, so you can activate blood circulation and unblock the meridians.

The calf was gently lifted up, the silk blanket slowly slid away, and more and more parts were exposed in Lao Peng's sight. Even the outline of the white underwear was faintly vaguely. Wan'er realized the danger of exposure: Oh, dad, do you understand?

Old Peng was serious and looked straight, but his fingers crossed his knees: Dad doesn't understand? I remember when Dad was in the lineup.

Wan'er's beauty is fading, Lao Peng is a little too much, but Wan'er can't scold Lao Peng. It seems that stopping massage is the only choice: Ah...Dad, how do you pinch... I'm so tight, I don't want to pinch it anymore

Old Peng calmed down. He regretted his recklessness. He glanced at Wan'er with a blushing face. Old Peng was a little reluctant to let go. However, he warned himself to be calm. There would be a chance to wait for a while: If you don't pinch, don't pinch it. If you drink some osmanthus honey, you will have a rest early.

Yes, thank you dad, good night

Good night

Lao Peng showed a faint smile. When he left Wan'er's bedroom, Lao Peng closed the door for Wan'er, but Lao Peng did not return to his bedroom. He came to the bathroom.