Chapter 73

Nam Sung-jae didn't forget me this time. After waiting for the food in the puddle to heat up for a while, he grabbed a piece of cooked sweet potato from the inside and pinched it with his hands. He seemed to feel that the softness and hardness were good. He walked to the window and threw it directly to me who was looking out with half of his head exposed by the window.

I'm trying to eat if I'm afraid I've been hungry these days, right?He smiled at me, but that smile looked more like a malicious mockery.

The bag of food was soaked in the puddle for a long time. I thought it would be very hot, but the sweet potato was not very hot in my hand. It seemed that the lime had been invincible for a long time, and even if it could react with water, the heat generated was not that high.

I glanced at Xiaoyan, under the shadow of the tree beside the wall opposite the bungalow, I don’t know where she found an old foam sponge sofa cushion. She slapped the dust on it and placed it next to a pile of sawdust that was almost one meter high. She sat tilted on the sofa cushion, grabbed a flower roll with one hand and a corn with the other, and started eating happily.

The sun is very bright at noon. At noon in early spring, the wind is bright and the sun is spread on people warmly, making people feel lazy and tired.

This woman's eating habits are still so ugly.

I looked at Xiaoyan, and my heart suddenly felt a little sad. I watched Nam Sung-jae walking to Xiaoyan with the remaining plastic bag, smiling, and glanced at me sideways, as if she was deliberately provoking, while sitting next to Xiaoyan on the sofa cushion.

I snorted in my nose, and they were having sex on my head. Wouldn't I just watch it?Just sit in a row, can you swear to possess Xiaoyan?

Thinking that he didn't care, but the character was still very depressed, but he had no choice but to do anything. He sighed in his heart and carefully removed the gauze from his face with the hand that had been free and regained consciousness.

The gauze was dirty, but there was not much blood. The wound exposed to the air did not imagine the stinging pain. It could not be said that it was not painful at all. It was still a bit of a pity, but compared with the first and the second day, it was simply a piece of cake.

I tried to move my mouth. What made me feel relieved was that my mouth could be opened a little, at least, I could try to stuff the sweet potatoes that were pulled into my mouth.

There were a few teeth in my mouth, so I carefully tried to chew it. The sweet potato was very soft, but when I touched my messy gums, I still felt sore and swollen. But I was too hungry and had no tongue, so I had to raise my head and pour the small piece of sweet potato in my mouth into my throat, and then swallow it hard.

Wow! It feels so fucking comfortable to have food entering my stomach through my esophagus! I have never eaten such sweet potato Ah in my life!

But it is really hard to swallow when I choked on sweet potatoes. When I took the second bite, I found that I could not swallow it at all. The sweet potato was stuck in my throat. It took only ten seconds to choke me so hard that I almost sucked my back. I couldn't make a sound, so I could only smash my fist to my chest, hoping to make my breathing smooth again, but found that all my efforts were useless. A sense of oppressive suffocation surrounded and surged into my brain. I struggled to wave my hands desperately at the two people in the yard to try to attract their attention, and my consciousness began to blur quickly.

Fortunately, just when I felt desperately that I was about to faint, I saw that Nam Sung-jae had discovered my condition and rushed towards me with big strides.(200,000 words)

To be honest, although I cursed this North Korean beast in my heart with the most vicious words countless times, I have to admit that he has indeed saved my life many times in these few days.

I survived again. Nam Sung-jae clasped my chest with his arms and buckled it vigorously a few times. A ball of sticky sweet potato suddenly vomited out of my throat. Then my breathing became smooth and I immediately started to cough violently.

Xiaoyan handed over a bottle of pure water, and I poured half of the bottle of water into my throat in one breath. It took a long time to calm down.

Xiaoyan handed me another bottle of water and said softly: Your injury has not healed yet, so eat slowly.

My wife’s concern for her husband is always gentle and considerate, but Xiaoyan’s concern for me can only feel an indescribable sense of distance.

She was just caring for an injured prisoner.

The two of them no longer worried when they saw that I was no longer in danger and could start to eat the leftover sweet potatoes, but soon returned to the sofa cushion by the wall outside the room.

Nam Sung Jae walked out of the office after Xiaoyeon, but before leaving, he made a very confusing move: he took off his coat, the police cotton jacket I had given him before, and seemed to hang it casually, and hung it on the pane of the glass-free window behind me, just blocking my view towards the yard.

I turned around and carefully ate the remaining sweet potato into my mouth piece by piece, while looking at the clothes hanging on the window.

I don't understand the purpose of him hanging his clothes here. The weather outside is very good and the temperature is very warm. The noon in early April can be said to be comfortable and warm. The cotton coat is indeed a bit unwilling to wear, but even if it is taken off, there is no need to hang it specifically on the window next to me. It is also a bit self-deception to stop me from peeping at them. In my clothes, it cannot completely cover my vision when I look outside, because I can still see the situation in the yard outside through the gap without any trouble. At best, the clothes can only be considered as blocking the sunlight from the outside.

The clothes were filled with the body odor of this despicable North Korean, which made me sick.

The two of them squeezed on the sofa cushion. After experiencing my disturbance, they did not seem to affect their emotions. They sat back for a while and started laughing and laughing.

The two were still quarreling in the morning, and now it seems like the whole world is pink.

The two of them are so flirting that they really are a couple in love.

They were head-to-head, eating and whispering something. The distance between them was not far from me. From this window to the maximum between them, there was no noise in the mountains and forests. I still couldn't hear the content of the two chatting, and just a few words floated over, mostly because of their desire for the future.

The turtleneck sweater that Xiaoyan wore when she came was a little muddy, but she seemed to have already dealt with it and there were still some traces, but it was already dry, and it looked like the patterns and patterns on the sweater. She changed into a pair of light blue tight jeans that I had never seen before. They should have been found at Lao Jintou's home. The pants seemed a little thin, and they were tightly worn on her body, making the two buttocks round, but instead showed her tight curves, making her legs look slender and straight.

Her hair was already spread out, her face was filled with a relaxed smile, and her face was flushed. It should be the topic she talked about with Nam Sung-jae that was very concerned about. Her expression was focused, and every time she said something, she would look at the man beside her with big eyes with long eyelashes.

In the sun, Xiaoyan's skin seemed to be covered with a bright orange halo, and there seemed to be a layer of fine fluff, which made the skin look soft, elastic, and a hint of flush, setting off her red mouth, which was moist, like Snow White in a fairy tale, making people feel happy and relaxed all of a sudden. She looked at her like this, and even forgot her own situation.

They quickly got lunch and put the leftovers to the side. Xiaoyan leaned against Nam Sung-jae's arms, closed her eyes, stretched her legs, stretched her waist, and began to take a nap in a daze.

I finally understood what the purpose of this bastard Nam Sung-jae hanging clothes is for me.

The clothes were not used to block my vision, but were simply used to block Xiaoyan's vision.

I didn't show up in her sight, she seemed so calm and relaxed.

Even when Nam Sung-jae, who seemed to have accidentally put her waist on her waist, touched her clothes and touched her tender waist skin, she did not have any shyness or reserve, as if her body should be touched by Nam Sung-jae, the beast.

I shook my head, and before I could feel the shamelessness of Nam Chengzai, I could clearly see that Xiaoyan's hand was also clasped against Nam Chengzai's waist, and pulled open the hem of his clothes, and directly touched her little hand on Nam Chengzai's waist and abdominal muscles.

I had eaten my sweet potatoes long ago and drank the water in the water bottle. I looked at the two of them hugging each other, snuggling each other in the noon sun, and began to touch each other's skin. The strong hormonal breath began to spread in the air.

A very bad premonition arose in my heart.

Xiaoyan suddenly giggled.

Not only me, Nam Sung-jae, who was embracing her in a row, was also confused by her laughing and asked strangely: What's wrong?

Hehe... Big-eyed thief, do you want to have a great battle in heaven and earth?Xiaoyan asked in a coquettish smile.

My heart twitched violently.

But it's so strange... Your eyes are so small, why do I call you a big-eyed thief?

Xiaoyeon tilted her head, pressed her chin against Nam Sung-jae's chest, stretched out her slender fingers, and slashed on Nam Sung-jae's thin cheeks until his angular lips stopped.

I really hope she can look at me, the big-eyed thief in your memory is here!

Nam Sung-jae shamelessly held Xiaoyeon's fingertips in his mouth, but Xiaoyeon didn't take his hand back and just looked gently as his fingers were sucked and licked in his mouth.

Is it tasty?Xiaoyan asked in a daze, but she didn't feel like she was sneering at him.

I noticed in surprise that Xiaoyan's other hand had touched Nam Sung-jae's crossbar. Although it was still outside her pants, the movements on her hand were clearly grasping a columnar object and rubbing it up and down.

Nam Sung-jae didn't answer, as if all the attention was on the green onion finger in her mouth. Even though the little hand below Xiaoyan had already started to sway her hips, she did not stop sucking her fingers.

The two of them were now very squeaky. Xiaoyan's arms crossed and leaned against Nam Sung-jae's chest. Nam Sung-jae clamped Xiaoyan's body with both hands, otherwise she would fall down completely. The two of them squeezed horizontally and vertically on a shabby sofa cushion. After a while, it was obvious that Nam Sung-jae's breathing was already rapid.

His chest was fluctuating violently, as if he was enduring some huge pain, his eyes staring at Xiaoyan's face, and he had never left for a second.

Finally, Xiaoyan shook her shoulders and pulled her arms, pulled her fingers out of Nam Chengzai's mouth, and she was not shy. She hooked her arm around Nam Chengzai's neck, then put her head in front of him, without hesitation, and directly pressed her mouth against Nam Chengzai's lips.

The two of them kissed each other, and I could hear it clearly here. I knew that neither of them wanted to avoid me. Or maybe, both of them felt that there was no need to avoid me.

She was originally a woman who never deliberately hides her desires. She never stings with expressing love, nor does she care about other people's eyes. This is her nature. This is Lee Heyan. I am her lover who has been sleeping in the same bed for several years. I know her very well.

Unfortunately, the object she expresses is now a wrong object.

Xiaoyan's hand tricked to pull out Nan Chengzai's trouser belt, and he just touched his open urine without hesitation, and shook something under his pants.

My heartache seems to be bleeding.

I don't have gauze on my mouth now, so I can make a sound, but there seems to be a ball of cotton in my throat. I think I should yell so that the men and women realize that there is still someone who is angry at what they are about to do. However, I feel so tight that I feel as if I am suffocated and can't even make a scream. I can only watch Xiaoyan pull her hands out of Nam Chengzai's pants so carelessly, and she is actually holding a dark and thick strip object in her palm.

This is not the first time I have seen Nam Sung-jae. I clearly remember the greedy appearance of it entering and leaving my wife's body. I even had a very close contact with it once. That time, this extremely dirty and disgusting thing was scratched on my face, but what I saw in the dim light was really different from what I saw in the bright sunshine in broad daylight.

What is completely different from what I saw before is that it is now dry in Xiaoyan's hands. Although it is dark in color, it can feel that the overall skin is dry, at least it does not look as sticky and dirty as I saw in the glass reflection before. It is now in an erect state, with blue veins bulging, and its huge round head stands erect in Xiaoyan's hands. As Xiaoyan rubs it, its round head begins to slowly become moist and shiny.

Xiaoyan also often touched my things, but that was the first year when we had sex. Gradually, she was no longer keen on my things as she was at the beginning. Generally speaking, if it was not necessary, she would basically not hold my things with her hands.

Now, her enthusiasm for this thing has changed back to what she was a few years ago. Unfortunately, the owner of that thing is no longer me.

In fact, Xiaoyan, her boyfriend named Jin Liangyong, was also passionate about that person's things.

Thinking of this name, I suddenly felt that I was not so painful.

Lee Heyan, you are actually not as pure as you show.

I used to naively think that you, Lee Ha-yeon, belonged only to me, Yang Daqing, in this life, but I was wrong. Not only did you have your Sung Jae Brother later, but there was also a Kim Liangyong Ah before me!

My heart cooled down, but instead I began to feel my lower abdomen began to get hot.

That North Korean is indeed better than me and even ordinary men in this regard. At least among the men I have ever seen, he is basically the longest and largest.

Nam Sung-jae quickly turned red under Xiaoyan's rubbing, gasping heavily, stuffed her hands into Xiaoyan's clothes without hesitation, and grabbed Xiaoyan's full breasts with one squeezing and pinching.

The clothes were covered, and I couldn't see the situation inside, but when I saw the ups and downs of her clothes, I could feel that she was not wearing a bra today, so Nam Sung-jae didn't have any effort to grasp her breasts or have no obstacles.

Xiaoyan pursed her lips hard, her breasts were her sensitive area, but that was far from enough.

Nam Sung-jae suddenly turned his head and glanced at me.

I actually shrank my neck like a thief, and then I realized why I wanted to hide?It’s not me who does the disgusting thing!

He raised his head and looked at his eyes again, and a contemptuous sneer flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

He just looked at me in the direction and slowly pushed Xiaoyan's white sweater upwards. Xiaoyan's fair skin immediately gradually appeared in the bright sunshine like a roller shutter door.

Maybe she felt a hint of chill, or maybe Xiaoyan still retained some shame. Just when her sweater was about to be turned over to her breasts, Xiaoyan hurriedly grabbed the hand that Nam Sung-jae was doing badly, and she was not angry, pouted and said: What are you doing?Strangely cold!

Nam Sung-jae didn't answer, but suddenly pushed Xiaoyeon's sweater up with force.

Xiaoyan was caught off guard. She was about to scream and cover her two round breasts that were suddenly exposed to the air, but Nan Chengzai had already been bent down. She lowered her head and held her mouth and held her shaking nipples on one side, sucking her mulberry-sized pink nipples.

I actually looked calm.

I even felt that the things under me had begun to become congested and swelled.

Seeing that my wife was violated and flirted by other men, I actually had a physiological reaction, which I had never expected.

Xiaoyan's eyes were very confused and intoxicated, as if she was enjoying the feeling of being surrounded and sucking her breasts. Her body was obviously limp, and her grasp of Nan Chengzai's penis had even been loosened. Her arms were hanging weakly on both sides of her body, lazily limping in Nan Chengzai's arms, allowing him to suck and lick her breasts freely.

I have seen these scenes with my own eyes in the cellar. The anger and humiliation at that time are gone at all now, which makes me a little difficult to understand. I don’t even know why I can watch my wife and other men lingering like I’m watching a woman who has nothing to do with me.

It seems that my heart is completely dead.

Of course, a dead person without heart will not feel any humiliation.

The big-eyed thief... I'm a little cold... Xiao Yanshu softened for a while, and seemed to realize that the temperature had not risen enough for the two of them to enjoy outdoor naked sex.

Nam Sung-jae held Xiaoyan's plump and round breasts hard and sucked them for a long time before she smiled wickedly and helped Xiaoyan pull her sweater down again.

He looked at me more than once.

The eyes were full of ridiculousness and contempt, and any normal and bloody man might be furious.

Unfortunately, I am just a eunuch who has not been slandered. I have no feeling of his provocation.

I even hope that the two of them should start getting to the topic in a hurry.

Did I start to be perverted?

I have begun to doubt my outlook on life.