I'm choking to death...Ahem...
Zhao Qingyi walked out of the kitchen while coughing, and the smoke inside made her face a little black.
Since the kitchen does not have an exhaust fan and only a very narrow skylight, once the firewood is not well controlled, it is easy to emit gray smoke.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao quickly got up and took a clean rag to help her wipe her face, but his daughter refused: Oh no, I'll just go and wash my face.
Zhao Jingcheng, who was busy in the kitchen, was also choked very much, covering his nose and shouting: Everyone, bear it, it will be fine soon!
Old Zhao was just about to rush into the kitchen to help, but was stopped by Zhao Jingxin: Dad, you have been busy all your life, leave the fire tonight to me.
Zhao Jingren realized it later and volunteered to join in: Oh, I'm also included.
The three brothers were busy in the kitchen, and then the cough became louder. Old Zhao was anxious when he watched outside, and his daughter pulled him to the bench and sat: Dad, don't worry, my elder brother is a top chef, I haven't seen any scene before.
Old Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was used to being busy before, and suddenly became at a loss when he was free. At this time, Gong Wenyin also walked out of it and sat on a chair next to the living room.
At this time, Zhao Qingyi was sitting next to Lao Zhao, and Xia Qing was on the right. Opposite were Ouyang Zhen and Gong Wenyin, a total of four young and beautiful girls. Even Gong Wenyin, who was already married, was only 25 years old, and the living room was suddenly filled with the sound of orioles.
Xia QingYàn is obviously a little talkative person, chattering and talking about all kinds of imaginative topics, and even dancing, which makes the girls cover their mouths and chuckle.
Although Lao Zhao couldn't understand any of them, Xia QingYàn's pleated skirt raised very quickly. The hazy black stockings covering her slender legs were like deadly aphrodisiacs, deeply attracted Lao Zhao's attention.
Daughter Zhao Qingyi was wearing cool shorts, and her white and delicate legs were also full of fatal temptation, not to mention the cold combination of Ouyang Zhen’s black skirt and black knight boots. The thin and translucent stockings made the skin on the legs without any flaws and exuded a soft halo.
Gong Wenyin was wearing a loose breastfeeding dress. After the child in her arms finished drinking, her hands were still pulling her mother's breasts and opening her clothes. The breasts inside were faintly visible, and there were even a little milk stain on the clothes.
Maybe it was because the house was stuffy, Xia QingYàn took off her small suit jacket, revealing the campus-style shirt inside, her fluffy ponytails swayed slightly, and her innocent and playful appearance made Lao Zhao unable to help but imagine. When he recalled the erotic scene when the girl was pressed down under his crotch in a porn movie, his crotch had a hard reaction again.
Smelling the scent of girls from the girls, Lao Zhao only felt that he was living in a woman's country. If these girls were his own wives, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing?
Just as he was staring around and immersed in fantasy, he found that Ouyang Zhen was always staring at him, his eyes full of coldness and disgust. Lao Zhao didn't know whether this description was appropriate. Anyway, this second daughter-in-law always had a cold attitude towards him.
But then he realized that he had just sneaked into Ouyang Zhen's skirt, causing others to cross their legs and block Lao Zhao's further vision from attacking.
Old Zhao was a little embarrassed and did not dare to look at her, always worried that he would be seen through his dirty thoughts.
Soon, Zhao Jingcheng brought out four or five home-cooked dishes from the kitchen. Everyone worked hard for a while, and finally eight people squeezed on a square table, which was slightly crowded between them.
Old Zhao and his daughter sat on one side, next to the cold and arrogant Ouyang Zhen on the right.Due to the sitting position problem, Lao Zhao's knee directly touched Ouyang Zhen's beautiful stockings legs, and stayed between her fragrant knees and calves.
Ouyang Zhen could not avoid it. He looked at Lao Zhao, and his face remained calm. Then he moved his body as much as possible to keep a certain distance from Lao Zhao, but he was still inevitably rubbed against his legs and stockings by his knees.
After realizing it, Lao Zhao discovered the clues, showed an apology expression, and moved his body backwards. In fact, what attracted him the most was the white and beautiful legs of his daughter next to him. Zhao Qingyi, who had completely removed her guard, kept her beautiful legs close to her father, and did not notice anything unusual.
After Zhao Jingcheng touched the wine glass, he smiled and said to Lao Zhao: Dad, I ordered a big cake in the town. In a few days, we will call people from the same village and put them on a few tables together. Your 70th birthday will always be more glorious.
Lao Zhao didn't want them to spend money, so he shook his head: "Dao, you'll have to mess around if you have some money. If you don't show it, we can just have a meal by ourselves."
In fact, what Lao Zhao is worried about is not money, but about the incident in the school. He is always afraid that the incident will be revealed. If he is now calling on the villagers to drink, it will be very unpredictable if something goes wrong.
Seeing that Lao Zhao insisted, Zhao Jingcheng did not persuade him anymore, but instead talked about another thing: Then let’s settle it like this. By the way, Dad, this time when we come back, we are also thinking about taking you out of the city and enjoying a happy life. You have been here for most of your life...
It’s this old topic again. Every time Lao Zhao shook his head and refused, staying stubbornly in the mountains. No matter how the three brothers persuaded each other, it would be useless.
Originally, the boss thought that this persuasion was ineffective, but he didn't expect that my father would change his usual behavior and said slowly without thinking for a long time: This matter... let me consider it.
Zhao Jingxin next to him quickly hit the iron while it was hot: Dad, don’t hesitate, you have been retired for so many years, so you should also consider your old age life. There is nothing here except a ancestral house. The eldest son’s house has been renovated, with a total of 300 square meters and five large rooms. It is very comfortable to live in.
You kid, am I greedy for a big house?Old Zhao shook his head and said to himself, I'm just afraid that the matter will spread.
Zhao Jingcheng signaled Zhao Jingxin with his eyes and said happily: Dad, I know, I have been busy recently, and only Wen Yin is at home to take care of the children. I thought, don’t you really want to hold your grandson? Isn’t there a proverb called... There is an old man in the family, like a treasure haha?
You kid, how could I take care of any kids?Old Zhao shook his head, but his tone was not that firm.
Zhao Jingcheng took a chance while the iron was hot: Dad, I'll go to the town tomorrow to inquire, or I might as well sell the house. Anyway, Ah, if you go to the city, no one will take care of it.
Old Zhao immediately blew his beard: No!How can the ancestral house be sold? It is the house left by your grandfather!
Zhao Jingcheng smiled awkwardly and said tactfully: Dad, why don’t you do this? I will go to the town to inquire tomorrow, and then ask about the price. How?
Old Zhao quickly shook his head: What are you thinking about, kid?
Dad, I will make the decision on this matter first. After your birthday, we will pick you out.
Old Zhao took a sip of white wine in silence, nodded slightly, and remained silent.
Ouyang Zhen, who was sitting next to him, also rarely spoke. She held the white bowl with her hands throughout the whole process, keeping a gentle smile, but it was more like she was keeping people away, or she was afraid that Lao Zhao's loud voice would splash the saliva into her bowl.
Xia QingYàn contributed almost half of the topic at the dinner table, lively and curious, and all kinds of imaginative thoughts popped up from her head, and her mental age was a few years younger than her actual age.
I don’t know if it was Lao Zhao’s illusion, but he obviously realized that as long as Xia Qing spoke, others would listen unconsciously and carefully. Even the boss with a numb tongue in his drunken state, when it was Xia Qing’s turn to speak, he would actually answer her unregulated questions seriously.
This girl Ah seems not to be simple... Lao Zhao has eaten a few tons of salt in his life, and he simply defines it in his heart.
After dinner, except for Ouyang Zhen, everyone was a little drunk. Zhao Jingcheng almost had half of the liquor, and almost fell to the table;
Zhao Jingxin also drank a lot, but he had a good foundation in sports and could still talk and laugh;
Zhao Jingren wore thick glasses and always looked gentle, and his face did not change after drinking.
Xia QingYàn's face was flushed, and her charming and cute appearance was pitying. She pulled Zhao Jingren and sat on a bench together, pressed the TV remote control in her hand, switched between more than a dozen satellite stations, and finally stayed in a cartoon animation, and watched it with relish.
Lao Zhao originally wanted to help put the dining table, but was stopped by several people, so he stood alone at the gate to enjoy the cool air.
At this time, he found that there were two cars parked in the courtyard, one of which was a familiar white SUV. I heard Zhao Jingcheng say it was a Japanese brand and had been driving for several years. He had never seen the other black sedan at all. The body was low and only two doors. The overall shape was sharp and exaggerated. From a distance, it looked like an enlarged version of a cockroach, which was not easy to mess with.
Dad, what are you looking at?After Zhao Qingyi packed up the dishes, he patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder.
Lao Zhao pointed to the black car in front of him: Whose car belongs to?The shape is so weird, this is the first time I have seen it. I looked at the car logo and saw it. Is this a... cow?
Zhao Qingyi lowered his voice and said: Dad, this sports car is from Xia QingYàn, and it is worth millions.
Millions?
Lao Zhao was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand, for fear of dirtying the expensive sports car.
Gong Wenyin comes from an ordinary family, Ouyang Zhen’s parents are lawyers. These old Zhao knows very well, but Xia QingYàn doesn’t know what family background is. He pulled his daughter aside and whispered: Daughter Ah, tell me what is her origin?What does the family do?
Zhao Qingyi and her father sat on the bench, and then shook everything she knew: Dad, Xia QingYàn is from the school next to me. Her father is an entrepreneur. I heard that he is engaged in foreign trade and is very famous in Jiangnan City. His assets are estimated to be over 10 billion yuan. There are several listed companies. Oh, by the way, my second brother and second sister-in-law were interns in her father's company. Second sister-in-law's parents are lawyers and may also have long-term cooperative relationships with this company.
This time, only my elder brother and sister-in-law and I came back, but Xia QingYàn was very interested in the rural life here, so she insisted on coming, so... we all came back. After all, Xia QingYàn was nominally a member of the board of directors of the company where her second brother and sister-in-law were located.
The foggy relationship between characters made Lao Zhao confused, but he roughly understood one thing. Xia QingYàn, who is simple-minded, has a strong family background. No wonder everyone else stays quiet every time she speaks.
strangeness……
Lao Zhao thought for a long time. Why did such a daughter-in-law like an ordinary third child?
After Lao Zhao expressed this question, Zhao Qingyi shrugged: I don’t know, the two are in the same class and have been together for a long time, maybe they will make a spark. After all, she is quite simple and has a good personality. She probably valued the nerd appearance of the third brother, but...
She looked back and leaned against Lao Zhao's ear: I heard that Xia QingYàn's father didn't like the third brother very much, and the father and daughter were having a very unpleasant relationship. Later, it might have been a compromise or a pampering person. After all, he was the only daughter, so she was allowed to do anything.
Lao Zhao sighed: It is normal to not like it. He is a billionaire. We are an ordinary rural family. We are not a good family, and we are still the only daughter of a daughter. My father-in-law must be reliable when choosing Sn in law. The third brother, I am afraid he will suffer a lot of grievances.
Zhao Qingyi yelled: Dad, I think the third brother is enjoying this kind of grievance. I guess he will get used to being a home-to-door sn in law.
Old Zhao laughed and scolded her: You kid, you are just talking nonsense.
Zhao Qingyi pinched his shoulder and said: Dad, you don’t know. I heard from my sister-in-law that some time ago, my brother borrowed millions from the company through Xia QingYàn’s relationship, and finally he barely maintained the business.
Lao Zhao was shocked: Jingcheng borrowed so much?
He remembered what Zhao Jingcheng said just now and vaguely guessed that his son was thinking about selling his ancestral house because he was short of money, right?How much can this broken place be sold for?
Zhao Qingyi continued to analyze himself: Well, my brother’s career has made rapid progress this year and has opened more than a dozen chain hotpot restaurants.
When it comes to business matters, Lao Zhao didn't understand, so he didn't continue to ask. But he vaguely felt that the fate of the whole family was bound to Xia QingYàn, a 19-year-old girl.
After Zhao Qingyi drank the wine, her whole body was filled with a faint smell of wine, and she was a little unsteady. Lao Zhao asked her to go back first and wandered around outside the courtyard alone.
Perhaps due to habit, he actually came to the small hillside in the backyard again, and his attention was unconsciously attracted by the sporadic light revealed by the tile house.
He walked over with stiff steps little by little, and after he made sure there was no one behind him, his whole body was facing the wall, and his head was trying hard to drill into the gap in the tile house.
There was a clamoring sound of bathing inside, and it turned out to be his eldest daughter-in-law Gong Wenyin.
The seductive and fragrant body was graceful and exquisite under the mist of water vapor, and the skin was shining white and flawless, especially the plump and perky breasts, which bounced left and right as the fingers rubbed, and the pink nipples actually had white milk overflowing out.
This scene made Lao Zhao's crotch burn, and he took off his pants in a few seconds, grabbed his penis and rubbed it back and forth.
After accidentally eating the lustful fruit, Lao Zhao's penis was as short as ever, with no signs of becoming thicker and longer, but its hardness was longer than before, and he could get an erection quickly after ejaculation, which was a small comfort.
His face turned red, and he stroked his penis while peeking, and soon he was disarmed.
When Gong Wenyin finished taking a shower, Ouyang Zhen walked in not long after, holding a bath towel and clothes in his hand.
Old Zhao widened his eyes, and now he was having a happy ending.
The second daughter-in-law took off her disguise bit by bit, gently took off her white lace shirt, revealing the same white bra, tightly binding her proud breasts. When the bra was untied, her fair breasts swayed, and her nipples were pink and delicate, like bright cherries.
She then took off her black skirt, revealing her long jade legs covered by transparent stockings. The pure black lace panties revealed their sexy and charming, and the black fragrant grass in the thin panties could be vaguely seen.
Just as Ouyang Zhen was about to take off his stockings, his body suddenly stopped. She suddenly looked up and looked at the black gap in the corner of the wall.
Lao Zhao was so scared that his heart almost stopped. He was motionless, not sure whether his daughter-in-law had discovered him.
Ouyang Zhen frowned gently, hesitated for a while, but chose to cover his chest with his hands, then took out a wet tissue from the side and gently plugged the gap.
The light overflowing from the cracks in the wall was completely blocked, and Lao Zhao's passionate heart was also extinguished little by little, his heart beat wildly, and then he returned to the house depressedly.
Although the ancestral house is dilapidated, there are many rooms, with a total of five rooms. After excluding the utility room, four bedrooms can be vacated.
Zhao Jingcheng and his wife's room, Zhao Jingxin and Ouyang Zhen's room, Zhao Qingyi and Xia QingYàn's room, Lao Zhao and his third son Zhao Jingren slept together.
Lao Zhao couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the night, and his penis was always hard under his crotch. The third son, who was full of scholarly breath, was sleeping next to him, and it was very annoying to snore.
He got up impatiently, put on his sandals and walked out of the bedroom, pouring himself a glass of water.
The living room was very quiet. Lao Zhao stood for a while, his hand holding the water cup trembled slightly. Then he made up his mind and came to the backyard quietly, opened the door bolt, and the evening breeze roared.
There were several rows of clothes for changing clothes there, the most eye-catching of them were the underwear of several girls, red, white, pink and colorful branches, and stockings fluttered in the wind, making Lao Zhao feel very uncomfortable.
He recognized Ouyang Zhen's transparent pantyhose at a glance, and the texture was smooth when pinched in his hand. A trace of charm flashed through his mind, and evil desire continued to brew.
Lao Zhao picked up Xia QingYàn's underwear again, put it in his nose and sniffed it deeply, and was completely immersed in it.
After standing for a while, Lao Zhao let go of the underwear in his hand. The remaining rationality made him not slander the girl's underwear, because his desire was far more than that.
Old Zhao looked back at the room, his triangle eyes became even more gloomy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack.
The originally dark sky shook slightly like a strobe, which scared Lao Zhao. He thought it was thunder, so he quickly returned to the room.
The next day, Zhao Jingcheng and Zhao Jingren went to the town to purchase supplies. The bored Zhao Qingyi made a suggestion: Oh, why don’t we go climbing the mountain? I climbed a few years ago. There was an abandoned tower on the top of the mountain, which was very mysterious!
Zhao Jingxin was already very nervous and agreed to slap her thighs: Well, there is no basketball court nearby anyway, I'm almost crazy, Xiao Zhen, go together, right?
Ouyang Zhen was obviously hesitant, and Xia Qing next to him lit up his eyes and clapped his hands: OK OK, okay, we are going to form an adventure team!
Seeing this, Ouyang Zhen nodded slightly: Well, let’s go together.
Lao Zhao had nowhere to vent his energy and agreed without permission, while Gong Wenyin stayed at home to take care of the children.
The back mountain is dozens of miles long, surrounded by mountains and densely covered with greenery, which is a rare green scenery on this burnt earth.
Zhao Jingxin was the first to take the blame and took the lead in opening the way with a sickle. Zhao Qingyi followed behind as a tour guide, guiding the direction along his childhood memory.
Ouyang Zhen walked in the middle, vaguely keeping a certain distance from Lao Zhao.
Although Xia QingYàn was just in college, she was curious about everything, and her words often made people laugh.
But as she walked, her face was not right, and Ouyang Zhen was the first to notice her strangeness: QingYàn, what's wrong with you?
Xia QingYàn forced a smile and said: I'm afraid of height...
Ouyang Zhen said softly: Why don’t we take a break, or do you want to go back?
I want to go back... Xia QingYàn is not as lively as before, and dare not look at the cliff next to her.
Lao Zhao looked at the direction of the sun and said in a deep voice: Let's do this, I'll take Xiao Yàn back first, you can continue moving forward, Qingyi, remember which road is down the mountain, right?
Dad, I know, don’t worry!
Zhao Jingxin in front stopped, turned around and waved to Ouyang Zhen: Zhen, come quickly, there is something fun here!
Xia QingYàn showed a relieved expression: Sister Ouyang, go, grandpa... uncle is with me, I'm fine.
Ouyang Zhen looked back at Lao Zhao and Xia Qing Yàn, his face was calm, and he nodded: OK, see you later.
After the group walked away, only Lao Zhao and Xia QingYàn were left.
Xia QingYàn, who was already struggling, suddenly her calves became softer, her face turned pale, and she didn't move. The disguise just now turned out that she just didn't want everyone to worry about her.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao quickly suggested: Come on, my child, give it to me.
Um……
Xia QingYàn stretched out his soft and slender hand and asked Lao Zhao to take him down the mountain little by little. He also chose another gentle downhill road to avoid the original steep cliff.
Lao Zhao's bones were not good either. He went down the mountain with caution. His dark and rough wrists held the fair lotus arms. He felt that his skin was as delicate as fat, and his heart was even more charming.
Perhaps in order to ease the tension, Lao Zhao started chatting: Child Ah, how did you and Jing Ren meet?
When talking about Zhao Jingren, Xia Qing Yàn, who was originally afraid of Gao, was indeed trapped in memory and smiled: Grandpa, we met in the library. I was reviewing at that time, and then...
Old Zhao listened quietly, but did not correct her grandfather's wrong title. The girl's crisp sound of the ringing made him feel as if he was back to the day when he was a child holding his daughter's hand home, simple and warm.
But at the end, Xia QingYàn stopped where she was, and tears flowed down her face: Grandpa, but... I will go abroad next semester.
Lao Zhao was puzzled: Child, isn’t going abroad a good thing?Why are you crying?
But... I don't know how to tell Jing Ren that I might not come back if I go out this time. My father hopes that I can inherit his overseas career and share the family risks. I don't understand these things, and I feel so sad...
Lao Zhao was silent for a while and spoke slowly: Child, are you sure?Is this the life you want?
Xia QingYàn shook her head and looked dim: Grandpa, I don’t want such a life, but I have no choice…Ah!
She suddenly screamed. It turned out that a small snake with a finger was wrapped around her ankle. Seeing this, Lao Zhao turned out to be the most common green snake. Fortunately, it was not poisonous, so he quickly grabbed the snake's head and threw it away.
Xia QingYàn fell to the ground with frightened legs, her legs trembled, and two shallow teeth marks appeared on her white and tender skin instantly, and red blood seeped out.
Xia Qing Yàn's skirt was already very short. Lao Zhao looked at the seductive spring scenery in the skirt. The girl's white underwear even had a shallow dent, making her crotch even more uncomfortable.
She was frightened and her tone trembled: Grandpa, is that a snake? I... am I poisoned? What kind of snake is this?
Lao Zhao originally wanted to comfort her, but then he thought about trying to play a prank, and his face became heavy: Child Ah, it's not good now. The green snake just now was called Zhuyeqing, it was highly poisonous.
Xia QingYàn was even more afraid and hurriedly grabbed Lao Zhao's hand: Grandpa, snakes are poisonous, do I need treatment? I...whoo...
Lao Zhao continued to tease her: Child Ah, this snake venom is very terrible, it will flow all over the body very quickly, there is still an hour away from the town hospital, I'm afraid it's too late. Alas, but pity's child, why are you so unlucky?
Xia QingYàn cried out: Woooo, grandpa, I don’t want to die... Woooooo, my first kiss is still there, I still want to dive in the deep sea, I want to go to Lake Baikal, I want to go to Antarctica... I can’t die here... Woooooooo...
She buried her head in her knees, and cried while sobbing: Goodbye, mom and dad, goodbye, brother Jingren, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...
Old Zhao suddenly felt soft-hearted and decided not to tease her anymore. He quickly comforted: Good boy, okay...
Grandpa, do you have a way to save me?Xia QingYàn looked at Lao Zhao with tears in his eyes.
Lao Zhao's lips trembled for a while, and a sudden burst of thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
Children are not unable to cure snake venom, but alas...
Xia QingYàn seemed to see hope of survival and grabbed his wrist even harder: Grandpa, do you really have a way?
Lao Zhao felt a little ashamed of bullying a innocent little girl, but when he thought of the girl's identity and thinking that his sons were all relying on the energy behind Xia QingYàn, he felt that he had to make some decisions, even if it was a dirty decision.
He held the girl's ankle and rubbed it for a while. Soon, a faint black blue appeared. Then he pointed it to Xia QingYan: Child, the toxicity has now occurred along the meridians. You feel it hurts very much now. Alas, you may not be able to stand up after a while.
Grandpa, then what should I do? You just said there is a way, right?
Child, I have a solution, but the prescription for treating snake venom requires me... There, alas, child, I really have no face to say it.
Grandpa, you said, I don’t mind!
Lao Zhao hesitated for a while and said shyly: Child, if you want to treat Zhuyeqing's snake venom, you can only use semen. Do you know what semen is?
Xia QingYàn was stunned: Tonight?Stems and leaves…sperm?Grandpa, you mean, semen...sperm?
Her face suddenly flushed when she said this word.
Lao Zhao said painfully: That's right, it's semen. The best secret recipe for treating snake venom is semen. After you swallow it into your stomach, the snake venom will be neutralized. But child Ah, I'm sorry I can't do it. If I do this, I will be ruined in this life. It's embarrassing and I have no shame to see you!
Xia QingYàn became aggrieved, resisted sobs, and said softly: Grandpa, don’t refuse to save me, I promise, I won’t tell anyone, I will keep it a secret.
Lao Zhao was begged several times again, and finally softened: OK.
Xia QingYàn looked at Lao Zhao with hope and asked tentatively: Grandpa, how did you get that semen? Is it you, urinating...?
Xia QingYàn's poverty of sexual knowledge is like a piece of blank paper. Her comprehensive care from childhood to adulthood made her only know that semen can get pregnant, which comes from a man's penis, but she doesn't know what the relationship between the two is.
Lao Zhao shook his head: Child, it is difficult to get it out. I have never tried it like this in my life.
When Xia QingYàn was panicked, she did not find any loopholes in Lao Zhao's words. She continued to follow his tone:
Grandpa, let's give it a try and let QingYàn help you... make it out, okay.
Child, do you really want to help me?
Xia QingYàn hesitated for a while, nodded, and even though he was ashamed, he still kindly comforted Lao Zhao:
Grandpa, I will help you, I promise not to tell you.
Alas, it's such a sin, okay, okay.
After Xia QingYàn closed her eyes, she took off Lao Zhao's pants as instructed, and two ferocious scrotum pituitary glands were exposed. She quietly opened her eyes and was shocked, even ignoring the fishy smell coming from her nose.
Child, try to grab your penis with your hands, yes, stroking it back and forth.
Xia Qing Yàn held the penis nervously, listened to Lao Zhao's instructions, held it with both hands, stroked the penis back and forth through his fingertips, his face flushed, and he said timidly: Grandpa, is that true?
That's it, that's it.
Her hands were trembling, her face turned around, and she didn't dare to look at Lao Zhao's penis, her breasts were slightly undulating, and she was very nervous.
However, after pounding for a while, the penis had no desire to ejaculate. Xia Qing stroked it mechanically, her wrist was almost stiff, and she looked ahead and tried not to think about it.
Lao Zhao further made a request: Child, I'm afraid you can't ejaculate like this, and the toxicity occurs very quickly. If we can't get faster, I'm afraid...
Xia QingYàn pursed her lips, and was so anxious that she was about to cry: Grandpa, but I don’t know, I have worked very hard...
Lao Zhao is very kind to induce: Child, why don’t you hold it in your mouth so that you may be able to ejaculate quickly, otherwise the longer you delay, the more serious your body will be.
Xia QingYàn was shocked. She looked at Lao Zhao's ugly glans, with sporadic cracks on it, like a shrinking mushroom. There was a little fishy and slippery liquid flowing out from the middle of the glans. The pungent smell made her unable to help but vomit.
Grandpa, is there no other way?Xia QingYàn was very embarrassed.
Lao Zhao lamented and lifted his pants up: Child, I'm sorry, I really can't pass this level. Forget it, tell me if you have any last words. I see that the scenery here is quite good. There is a grave there, so you can be your company in the future...
Xia QingYàn was frightened by his ghost story. No matter whether he was disgusting or not, he leaned forward while crying, spreading his pink cherry lips and holding his glans.
Old Zhao almost shouted out loud, but he felt his glans reaching into the soft, warm and wet cavity, wrapped in something wet, and even a timid tongue on the glans' urethra was dodging as much as possible.
Child, just like that, slowly put it in, right...
After the initial disgust, Xia QingYàn held her penis and licked it back and forth, her cheeks bulged from time to time, tears remained in the corners of her eyes, and she was so beautiful.
In the empty mountains and forests, a petite innocent girl was half kneeling on the ground, trying to give an old man a blowjob. The scene was quite impactful.
It may be because it is too stimulating, or it may be because of the stimulation of teeth. After a while, Lao Zhao's penis trembled violently and he quickly reminded her: Child, the semen is coming out, hurry up, remember to swallow it.
Xia QingYàn nodded quickly and closed his eyes in pain.
The scrotum contracted violently, and streams of semen ejaculated from the glans. Lao Zhao, whose eyes were red, even pressed Xia QingYàn's head tightly to prevent her from shrinking back.
Xia Qing Yàn was almost forced to swallow all the semen, and finally coughed up a lot of semen with dry retching. Thinking of Lao Zhao's advice, she quickly covered her mouth with her mouth, not daring to waste it, and tried her best to swallow it all, and finally coughed continuously.
After Lao Zhao recovered from waking up, he quickly stuffed his penis back into his crotch and patted her back lightly. At the same time, he looked at her nervously, wondering if the incident that happened to Lin Jing could be copied to Xia QingYàn.
Xia Qing Yàn kept retching, and semen mixed with her body fluid flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Lao Zhao happily, her voice fragile: Grandpa, is that okay?
Lao Zhao nodded and pretended to be kind: It's almost done, you see, the wound has almost healed now, you shouldn't feel the pain, right?
Xia QingYàn tried hard to feel the strangeness in her legs, and her bad mood gradually improved: Well, it was really much better, and the effect of the medicine worked.
Although her face was a little flushed, she was not as lust as Lin Jing, and she could even stand up again. However, her legs became softer when she walked.
Seeing this, Old Zhao carried her up without saying anything.
It was also at this moment that Lao Zhao felt a trace of wet liquid flowing out of the corner of her skirt. Looking at Xia QingYàn's slightly confused eyes, he knew that this matter was finally done.
Child Ah, it’s not glorious to treat this matter, so don’t tell me it.
Grandpa, I know, thank you. If it weren't for your help, I might have... Woo... Xia QingYàn cried again as she said, and I don't know if it was a blessing or aggrievance. Anyway, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and I cried in a low voice, and my whole face was covered with pear blossoms.
Lao Zhao held the girl's buttocks, and his fingers accidentally wiped the bottom of the skirt, and even gently pressed and rubbed the inner side of his thighs. Xia Qing seemed to be electrocuted, but Lao Zhao's kind and honest appearance successfully deceived her.
After stopping her tears, she became even more shy and even buried her head in Lao Zhao's shoulders, not daring to hum.
When she got home, Xia Qing's underwear under her skirt had become wet.
She didn't make an intimate move to cling to Lao Zhao from beginning to end. After stepping into the house, she rushed to the room and closed the door.
Old Zhao was immediately confused, remembering that when Lin Jing took the first semen, her whole body was almost limp and she had an instant orgasm. This time, the amount of semen that Xia QingYàn ate was quite large, but her performance was beyond his expectations.
Lao Zhao became even more confused. What went wrong?
Zhao Qingyi walked out of the kitchen while coughing, and the smoke inside made her face a little black.
Since the kitchen does not have an exhaust fan and only a very narrow skylight, once the firewood is not well controlled, it is easy to emit gray smoke.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao quickly got up and took a clean rag to help her wipe her face, but his daughter refused: Oh no, I'll just go and wash my face.
Zhao Jingcheng, who was busy in the kitchen, was also choked very much, covering his nose and shouting: Everyone, bear it, it will be fine soon!
Old Zhao was just about to rush into the kitchen to help, but was stopped by Zhao Jingxin: Dad, you have been busy all your life, leave the fire tonight to me.
Zhao Jingren realized it later and volunteered to join in: Oh, I'm also included.
The three brothers were busy in the kitchen, and then the cough became louder. Old Zhao was anxious when he watched outside, and his daughter pulled him to the bench and sat: Dad, don't worry, my elder brother is a top chef, I haven't seen any scene before.
Old Zhao shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was used to being busy before, and suddenly became at a loss when he was free. At this time, Gong Wenyin also walked out of it and sat on a chair next to the living room.
At this time, Zhao Qingyi was sitting next to Lao Zhao, and Xia Qing was on the right. Opposite were Ouyang Zhen and Gong Wenyin, a total of four young and beautiful girls. Even Gong Wenyin, who was already married, was only 25 years old, and the living room was suddenly filled with the sound of orioles.
Xia QingYàn is obviously a little talkative person, chattering and talking about all kinds of imaginative topics, and even dancing, which makes the girls cover their mouths and chuckle.
Although Lao Zhao couldn't understand any of them, Xia QingYàn's pleated skirt raised very quickly. The hazy black stockings covering her slender legs were like deadly aphrodisiacs, deeply attracted Lao Zhao's attention.
Daughter Zhao Qingyi was wearing cool shorts, and her white and delicate legs were also full of fatal temptation, not to mention the cold combination of Ouyang Zhen’s black skirt and black knight boots. The thin and translucent stockings made the skin on the legs without any flaws and exuded a soft halo.
Gong Wenyin was wearing a loose breastfeeding dress. After the child in her arms finished drinking, her hands were still pulling her mother's breasts and opening her clothes. The breasts inside were faintly visible, and there were even a little milk stain on the clothes.
Maybe it was because the house was stuffy, Xia QingYàn took off her small suit jacket, revealing the campus-style shirt inside, her fluffy ponytails swayed slightly, and her innocent and playful appearance made Lao Zhao unable to help but imagine. When he recalled the erotic scene when the girl was pressed down under his crotch in a porn movie, his crotch had a hard reaction again.
Smelling the scent of girls from the girls, Lao Zhao only felt that he was living in a woman's country. If these girls were his own wives, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing?
Just as he was staring around and immersed in fantasy, he found that Ouyang Zhen was always staring at him, his eyes full of coldness and disgust. Lao Zhao didn't know whether this description was appropriate. Anyway, this second daughter-in-law always had a cold attitude towards him.
But then he realized that he had just sneaked into Ouyang Zhen's skirt, causing others to cross their legs and block Lao Zhao's further vision from attacking.
Old Zhao was a little embarrassed and did not dare to look at her, always worried that he would be seen through his dirty thoughts.
Soon, Zhao Jingcheng brought out four or five home-cooked dishes from the kitchen. Everyone worked hard for a while, and finally eight people squeezed on a square table, which was slightly crowded between them.
Old Zhao and his daughter sat on one side, next to the cold and arrogant Ouyang Zhen on the right.Due to the sitting position problem, Lao Zhao's knee directly touched Ouyang Zhen's beautiful stockings legs, and stayed between her fragrant knees and calves.
Ouyang Zhen could not avoid it. He looked at Lao Zhao, and his face remained calm. Then he moved his body as much as possible to keep a certain distance from Lao Zhao, but he was still inevitably rubbed against his legs and stockings by his knees.
After realizing it, Lao Zhao discovered the clues, showed an apology expression, and moved his body backwards. In fact, what attracted him the most was the white and beautiful legs of his daughter next to him. Zhao Qingyi, who had completely removed her guard, kept her beautiful legs close to her father, and did not notice anything unusual.
After Zhao Jingcheng touched the wine glass, he smiled and said to Lao Zhao: Dad, I ordered a big cake in the town. In a few days, we will call people from the same village and put them on a few tables together. Your 70th birthday will always be more glorious.
Lao Zhao didn't want them to spend money, so he shook his head: "Dao, you'll have to mess around if you have some money. If you don't show it, we can just have a meal by ourselves."
In fact, what Lao Zhao is worried about is not money, but about the incident in the school. He is always afraid that the incident will be revealed. If he is now calling on the villagers to drink, it will be very unpredictable if something goes wrong.
Seeing that Lao Zhao insisted, Zhao Jingcheng did not persuade him anymore, but instead talked about another thing: Then let’s settle it like this. By the way, Dad, this time when we come back, we are also thinking about taking you out of the city and enjoying a happy life. You have been here for most of your life...
It’s this old topic again. Every time Lao Zhao shook his head and refused, staying stubbornly in the mountains. No matter how the three brothers persuaded each other, it would be useless.
Originally, the boss thought that this persuasion was ineffective, but he didn't expect that my father would change his usual behavior and said slowly without thinking for a long time: This matter... let me consider it.
Zhao Jingxin next to him quickly hit the iron while it was hot: Dad, don’t hesitate, you have been retired for so many years, so you should also consider your old age life. There is nothing here except a ancestral house. The eldest son’s house has been renovated, with a total of 300 square meters and five large rooms. It is very comfortable to live in.
You kid, am I greedy for a big house?Old Zhao shook his head and said to himself, I'm just afraid that the matter will spread.
Zhao Jingcheng signaled Zhao Jingxin with his eyes and said happily: Dad, I know, I have been busy recently, and only Wen Yin is at home to take care of the children. I thought, don’t you really want to hold your grandson? Isn’t there a proverb called... There is an old man in the family, like a treasure haha?
You kid, how could I take care of any kids?Old Zhao shook his head, but his tone was not that firm.
Zhao Jingcheng took a chance while the iron was hot: Dad, I'll go to the town tomorrow to inquire, or I might as well sell the house. Anyway, Ah, if you go to the city, no one will take care of it.
Old Zhao immediately blew his beard: No!How can the ancestral house be sold? It is the house left by your grandfather!
Zhao Jingcheng smiled awkwardly and said tactfully: Dad, why don’t you do this? I will go to the town to inquire tomorrow, and then ask about the price. How?
Old Zhao quickly shook his head: What are you thinking about, kid?
Dad, I will make the decision on this matter first. After your birthday, we will pick you out.
Old Zhao took a sip of white wine in silence, nodded slightly, and remained silent.
Ouyang Zhen, who was sitting next to him, also rarely spoke. She held the white bowl with her hands throughout the whole process, keeping a gentle smile, but it was more like she was keeping people away, or she was afraid that Lao Zhao's loud voice would splash the saliva into her bowl.
Xia QingYàn contributed almost half of the topic at the dinner table, lively and curious, and all kinds of imaginative thoughts popped up from her head, and her mental age was a few years younger than her actual age.
I don’t know if it was Lao Zhao’s illusion, but he obviously realized that as long as Xia Qing spoke, others would listen unconsciously and carefully. Even the boss with a numb tongue in his drunken state, when it was Xia Qing’s turn to speak, he would actually answer her unregulated questions seriously.
This girl Ah seems not to be simple... Lao Zhao has eaten a few tons of salt in his life, and he simply defines it in his heart.
After dinner, except for Ouyang Zhen, everyone was a little drunk. Zhao Jingcheng almost had half of the liquor, and almost fell to the table;
Zhao Jingxin also drank a lot, but he had a good foundation in sports and could still talk and laugh;
Zhao Jingren wore thick glasses and always looked gentle, and his face did not change after drinking.
Xia QingYàn's face was flushed, and her charming and cute appearance was pitying. She pulled Zhao Jingren and sat on a bench together, pressed the TV remote control in her hand, switched between more than a dozen satellite stations, and finally stayed in a cartoon animation, and watched it with relish.
Lao Zhao originally wanted to help put the dining table, but was stopped by several people, so he stood alone at the gate to enjoy the cool air.
At this time, he found that there were two cars parked in the courtyard, one of which was a familiar white SUV. I heard Zhao Jingcheng say it was a Japanese brand and had been driving for several years. He had never seen the other black sedan at all. The body was low and only two doors. The overall shape was sharp and exaggerated. From a distance, it looked like an enlarged version of a cockroach, which was not easy to mess with.
Dad, what are you looking at?After Zhao Qingyi packed up the dishes, he patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder.
Lao Zhao pointed to the black car in front of him: Whose car belongs to?The shape is so weird, this is the first time I have seen it. I looked at the car logo and saw it. Is this a... cow?
Zhao Qingyi lowered his voice and said: Dad, this sports car is from Xia QingYàn, and it is worth millions.
Millions?
Lao Zhao was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand, for fear of dirtying the expensive sports car.
Gong Wenyin comes from an ordinary family, Ouyang Zhen’s parents are lawyers. These old Zhao knows very well, but Xia QingYàn doesn’t know what family background is. He pulled his daughter aside and whispered: Daughter Ah, tell me what is her origin?What does the family do?
Zhao Qingyi and her father sat on the bench, and then shook everything she knew: Dad, Xia QingYàn is from the school next to me. Her father is an entrepreneur. I heard that he is engaged in foreign trade and is very famous in Jiangnan City. His assets are estimated to be over 10 billion yuan. There are several listed companies. Oh, by the way, my second brother and second sister-in-law were interns in her father's company. Second sister-in-law's parents are lawyers and may also have long-term cooperative relationships with this company.
This time, only my elder brother and sister-in-law and I came back, but Xia QingYàn was very interested in the rural life here, so she insisted on coming, so... we all came back. After all, Xia QingYàn was nominally a member of the board of directors of the company where her second brother and sister-in-law were located.
The foggy relationship between characters made Lao Zhao confused, but he roughly understood one thing. Xia QingYàn, who is simple-minded, has a strong family background. No wonder everyone else stays quiet every time she speaks.
strangeness……
Lao Zhao thought for a long time. Why did such a daughter-in-law like an ordinary third child?
After Lao Zhao expressed this question, Zhao Qingyi shrugged: I don’t know, the two are in the same class and have been together for a long time, maybe they will make a spark. After all, she is quite simple and has a good personality. She probably valued the nerd appearance of the third brother, but...
She looked back and leaned against Lao Zhao's ear: I heard that Xia QingYàn's father didn't like the third brother very much, and the father and daughter were having a very unpleasant relationship. Later, it might have been a compromise or a pampering person. After all, he was the only daughter, so she was allowed to do anything.
Lao Zhao sighed: It is normal to not like it. He is a billionaire. We are an ordinary rural family. We are not a good family, and we are still the only daughter of a daughter. My father-in-law must be reliable when choosing Sn in law. The third brother, I am afraid he will suffer a lot of grievances.
Zhao Qingyi yelled: Dad, I think the third brother is enjoying this kind of grievance. I guess he will get used to being a home-to-door sn in law.
Old Zhao laughed and scolded her: You kid, you are just talking nonsense.
Zhao Qingyi pinched his shoulder and said: Dad, you don’t know. I heard from my sister-in-law that some time ago, my brother borrowed millions from the company through Xia QingYàn’s relationship, and finally he barely maintained the business.
Lao Zhao was shocked: Jingcheng borrowed so much?
He remembered what Zhao Jingcheng said just now and vaguely guessed that his son was thinking about selling his ancestral house because he was short of money, right?How much can this broken place be sold for?
Zhao Qingyi continued to analyze himself: Well, my brother’s career has made rapid progress this year and has opened more than a dozen chain hotpot restaurants.
When it comes to business matters, Lao Zhao didn't understand, so he didn't continue to ask. But he vaguely felt that the fate of the whole family was bound to Xia QingYàn, a 19-year-old girl.
After Zhao Qingyi drank the wine, her whole body was filled with a faint smell of wine, and she was a little unsteady. Lao Zhao asked her to go back first and wandered around outside the courtyard alone.
Perhaps due to habit, he actually came to the small hillside in the backyard again, and his attention was unconsciously attracted by the sporadic light revealed by the tile house.
He walked over with stiff steps little by little, and after he made sure there was no one behind him, his whole body was facing the wall, and his head was trying hard to drill into the gap in the tile house.
There was a clamoring sound of bathing inside, and it turned out to be his eldest daughter-in-law Gong Wenyin.
The seductive and fragrant body was graceful and exquisite under the mist of water vapor, and the skin was shining white and flawless, especially the plump and perky breasts, which bounced left and right as the fingers rubbed, and the pink nipples actually had white milk overflowing out.
This scene made Lao Zhao's crotch burn, and he took off his pants in a few seconds, grabbed his penis and rubbed it back and forth.
After accidentally eating the lustful fruit, Lao Zhao's penis was as short as ever, with no signs of becoming thicker and longer, but its hardness was longer than before, and he could get an erection quickly after ejaculation, which was a small comfort.
His face turned red, and he stroked his penis while peeking, and soon he was disarmed.
When Gong Wenyin finished taking a shower, Ouyang Zhen walked in not long after, holding a bath towel and clothes in his hand.
Old Zhao widened his eyes, and now he was having a happy ending.
The second daughter-in-law took off her disguise bit by bit, gently took off her white lace shirt, revealing the same white bra, tightly binding her proud breasts. When the bra was untied, her fair breasts swayed, and her nipples were pink and delicate, like bright cherries.
She then took off her black skirt, revealing her long jade legs covered by transparent stockings. The pure black lace panties revealed their sexy and charming, and the black fragrant grass in the thin panties could be vaguely seen.
Just as Ouyang Zhen was about to take off his stockings, his body suddenly stopped. She suddenly looked up and looked at the black gap in the corner of the wall.
Lao Zhao was so scared that his heart almost stopped. He was motionless, not sure whether his daughter-in-law had discovered him.
Ouyang Zhen frowned gently, hesitated for a while, but chose to cover his chest with his hands, then took out a wet tissue from the side and gently plugged the gap.
The light overflowing from the cracks in the wall was completely blocked, and Lao Zhao's passionate heart was also extinguished little by little, his heart beat wildly, and then he returned to the house depressedly.
Although the ancestral house is dilapidated, there are many rooms, with a total of five rooms. After excluding the utility room, four bedrooms can be vacated.
Zhao Jingcheng and his wife's room, Zhao Jingxin and Ouyang Zhen's room, Zhao Qingyi and Xia QingYàn's room, Lao Zhao and his third son Zhao Jingren slept together.
Lao Zhao couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the night, and his penis was always hard under his crotch. The third son, who was full of scholarly breath, was sleeping next to him, and it was very annoying to snore.
He got up impatiently, put on his sandals and walked out of the bedroom, pouring himself a glass of water.
The living room was very quiet. Lao Zhao stood for a while, his hand holding the water cup trembled slightly. Then he made up his mind and came to the backyard quietly, opened the door bolt, and the evening breeze roared.
There were several rows of clothes for changing clothes there, the most eye-catching of them were the underwear of several girls, red, white, pink and colorful branches, and stockings fluttered in the wind, making Lao Zhao feel very uncomfortable.
He recognized Ouyang Zhen's transparent pantyhose at a glance, and the texture was smooth when pinched in his hand. A trace of charm flashed through his mind, and evil desire continued to brew.
Lao Zhao picked up Xia QingYàn's underwear again, put it in his nose and sniffed it deeply, and was completely immersed in it.
After standing for a while, Lao Zhao let go of the underwear in his hand. The remaining rationality made him not slander the girl's underwear, because his desire was far more than that.
Old Zhao looked back at the room, his triangle eyes became even more gloomy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack.
The originally dark sky shook slightly like a strobe, which scared Lao Zhao. He thought it was thunder, so he quickly returned to the room.
The next day, Zhao Jingcheng and Zhao Jingren went to the town to purchase supplies. The bored Zhao Qingyi made a suggestion: Oh, why don’t we go climbing the mountain? I climbed a few years ago. There was an abandoned tower on the top of the mountain, which was very mysterious!
Zhao Jingxin was already very nervous and agreed to slap her thighs: Well, there is no basketball court nearby anyway, I'm almost crazy, Xiao Zhen, go together, right?
Ouyang Zhen was obviously hesitant, and Xia Qing next to him lit up his eyes and clapped his hands: OK OK, okay, we are going to form an adventure team!
Seeing this, Ouyang Zhen nodded slightly: Well, let’s go together.
Lao Zhao had nowhere to vent his energy and agreed without permission, while Gong Wenyin stayed at home to take care of the children.
The back mountain is dozens of miles long, surrounded by mountains and densely covered with greenery, which is a rare green scenery on this burnt earth.
Zhao Jingxin was the first to take the blame and took the lead in opening the way with a sickle. Zhao Qingyi followed behind as a tour guide, guiding the direction along his childhood memory.
Ouyang Zhen walked in the middle, vaguely keeping a certain distance from Lao Zhao.
Although Xia QingYàn was just in college, she was curious about everything, and her words often made people laugh.
But as she walked, her face was not right, and Ouyang Zhen was the first to notice her strangeness: QingYàn, what's wrong with you?
Xia QingYàn forced a smile and said: I'm afraid of height...
Ouyang Zhen said softly: Why don’t we take a break, or do you want to go back?
I want to go back... Xia QingYàn is not as lively as before, and dare not look at the cliff next to her.
Lao Zhao looked at the direction of the sun and said in a deep voice: Let's do this, I'll take Xiao Yàn back first, you can continue moving forward, Qingyi, remember which road is down the mountain, right?
Dad, I know, don’t worry!
Zhao Jingxin in front stopped, turned around and waved to Ouyang Zhen: Zhen, come quickly, there is something fun here!
Xia QingYàn showed a relieved expression: Sister Ouyang, go, grandpa... uncle is with me, I'm fine.
Ouyang Zhen looked back at Lao Zhao and Xia Qing Yàn, his face was calm, and he nodded: OK, see you later.
After the group walked away, only Lao Zhao and Xia QingYàn were left.
Xia QingYàn, who was already struggling, suddenly her calves became softer, her face turned pale, and she didn't move. The disguise just now turned out that she just didn't want everyone to worry about her.
Seeing this, Lao Zhao quickly suggested: Come on, my child, give it to me.
Um……
Xia QingYàn stretched out his soft and slender hand and asked Lao Zhao to take him down the mountain little by little. He also chose another gentle downhill road to avoid the original steep cliff.
Lao Zhao's bones were not good either. He went down the mountain with caution. His dark and rough wrists held the fair lotus arms. He felt that his skin was as delicate as fat, and his heart was even more charming.
Perhaps in order to ease the tension, Lao Zhao started chatting: Child Ah, how did you and Jing Ren meet?
When talking about Zhao Jingren, Xia Qing Yàn, who was originally afraid of Gao, was indeed trapped in memory and smiled: Grandpa, we met in the library. I was reviewing at that time, and then...
Old Zhao listened quietly, but did not correct her grandfather's wrong title. The girl's crisp sound of the ringing made him feel as if he was back to the day when he was a child holding his daughter's hand home, simple and warm.
But at the end, Xia QingYàn stopped where she was, and tears flowed down her face: Grandpa, but... I will go abroad next semester.
Lao Zhao was puzzled: Child, isn’t going abroad a good thing?Why are you crying?
But... I don't know how to tell Jing Ren that I might not come back if I go out this time. My father hopes that I can inherit his overseas career and share the family risks. I don't understand these things, and I feel so sad...
Lao Zhao was silent for a while and spoke slowly: Child, are you sure?Is this the life you want?
Xia QingYàn shook her head and looked dim: Grandpa, I don’t want such a life, but I have no choice…Ah!
She suddenly screamed. It turned out that a small snake with a finger was wrapped around her ankle. Seeing this, Lao Zhao turned out to be the most common green snake. Fortunately, it was not poisonous, so he quickly grabbed the snake's head and threw it away.
Xia QingYàn fell to the ground with frightened legs, her legs trembled, and two shallow teeth marks appeared on her white and tender skin instantly, and red blood seeped out.
Xia Qing Yàn's skirt was already very short. Lao Zhao looked at the seductive spring scenery in the skirt. The girl's white underwear even had a shallow dent, making her crotch even more uncomfortable.
She was frightened and her tone trembled: Grandpa, is that a snake? I... am I poisoned? What kind of snake is this?
Lao Zhao originally wanted to comfort her, but then he thought about trying to play a prank, and his face became heavy: Child Ah, it's not good now. The green snake just now was called Zhuyeqing, it was highly poisonous.
Xia QingYàn was even more afraid and hurriedly grabbed Lao Zhao's hand: Grandpa, snakes are poisonous, do I need treatment? I...whoo...
Lao Zhao continued to tease her: Child Ah, this snake venom is very terrible, it will flow all over the body very quickly, there is still an hour away from the town hospital, I'm afraid it's too late. Alas, but pity's child, why are you so unlucky?
Xia QingYàn cried out: Woooo, grandpa, I don’t want to die... Woooooo, my first kiss is still there, I still want to dive in the deep sea, I want to go to Lake Baikal, I want to go to Antarctica... I can’t die here... Woooooooo...
She buried her head in her knees, and cried while sobbing: Goodbye, mom and dad, goodbye, brother Jingren, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...
Old Zhao suddenly felt soft-hearted and decided not to tease her anymore. He quickly comforted: Good boy, okay...
Grandpa, do you have a way to save me?Xia QingYàn looked at Lao Zhao with tears in his eyes.
Lao Zhao's lips trembled for a while, and a sudden burst of thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
Children are not unable to cure snake venom, but alas...
Xia QingYàn seemed to see hope of survival and grabbed his wrist even harder: Grandpa, do you really have a way?
Lao Zhao felt a little ashamed of bullying a innocent little girl, but when he thought of the girl's identity and thinking that his sons were all relying on the energy behind Xia QingYàn, he felt that he had to make some decisions, even if it was a dirty decision.
He held the girl's ankle and rubbed it for a while. Soon, a faint black blue appeared. Then he pointed it to Xia QingYan: Child, the toxicity has now occurred along the meridians. You feel it hurts very much now. Alas, you may not be able to stand up after a while.
Grandpa, then what should I do? You just said there is a way, right?
Child, I have a solution, but the prescription for treating snake venom requires me... There, alas, child, I really have no face to say it.
Grandpa, you said, I don’t mind!
Lao Zhao hesitated for a while and said shyly: Child, if you want to treat Zhuyeqing's snake venom, you can only use semen. Do you know what semen is?
Xia QingYàn was stunned: Tonight?Stems and leaves…sperm?Grandpa, you mean, semen...sperm?
Her face suddenly flushed when she said this word.
Lao Zhao said painfully: That's right, it's semen. The best secret recipe for treating snake venom is semen. After you swallow it into your stomach, the snake venom will be neutralized. But child Ah, I'm sorry I can't do it. If I do this, I will be ruined in this life. It's embarrassing and I have no shame to see you!
Xia QingYàn became aggrieved, resisted sobs, and said softly: Grandpa, don’t refuse to save me, I promise, I won’t tell anyone, I will keep it a secret.
Lao Zhao was begged several times again, and finally softened: OK.
Xia QingYàn looked at Lao Zhao with hope and asked tentatively: Grandpa, how did you get that semen? Is it you, urinating...?
Xia QingYàn's poverty of sexual knowledge is like a piece of blank paper. Her comprehensive care from childhood to adulthood made her only know that semen can get pregnant, which comes from a man's penis, but she doesn't know what the relationship between the two is.
Lao Zhao shook his head: Child, it is difficult to get it out. I have never tried it like this in my life.
When Xia QingYàn was panicked, she did not find any loopholes in Lao Zhao's words. She continued to follow his tone:
Grandpa, let's give it a try and let QingYàn help you... make it out, okay.
Child, do you really want to help me?
Xia QingYàn hesitated for a while, nodded, and even though he was ashamed, he still kindly comforted Lao Zhao:
Grandpa, I will help you, I promise not to tell you.
Alas, it's such a sin, okay, okay.
After Xia QingYàn closed her eyes, she took off Lao Zhao's pants as instructed, and two ferocious scrotum pituitary glands were exposed. She quietly opened her eyes and was shocked, even ignoring the fishy smell coming from her nose.
Child, try to grab your penis with your hands, yes, stroking it back and forth.
Xia Qing Yàn held the penis nervously, listened to Lao Zhao's instructions, held it with both hands, stroked the penis back and forth through his fingertips, his face flushed, and he said timidly: Grandpa, is that true?
That's it, that's it.
Her hands were trembling, her face turned around, and she didn't dare to look at Lao Zhao's penis, her breasts were slightly undulating, and she was very nervous.
However, after pounding for a while, the penis had no desire to ejaculate. Xia Qing stroked it mechanically, her wrist was almost stiff, and she looked ahead and tried not to think about it.
Lao Zhao further made a request: Child, I'm afraid you can't ejaculate like this, and the toxicity occurs very quickly. If we can't get faster, I'm afraid...
Xia QingYàn pursed her lips, and was so anxious that she was about to cry: Grandpa, but I don’t know, I have worked very hard...
Lao Zhao is very kind to induce: Child, why don’t you hold it in your mouth so that you may be able to ejaculate quickly, otherwise the longer you delay, the more serious your body will be.
Xia QingYàn was shocked. She looked at Lao Zhao's ugly glans, with sporadic cracks on it, like a shrinking mushroom. There was a little fishy and slippery liquid flowing out from the middle of the glans. The pungent smell made her unable to help but vomit.
Grandpa, is there no other way?Xia QingYàn was very embarrassed.
Lao Zhao lamented and lifted his pants up: Child, I'm sorry, I really can't pass this level. Forget it, tell me if you have any last words. I see that the scenery here is quite good. There is a grave there, so you can be your company in the future...
Xia QingYàn was frightened by his ghost story. No matter whether he was disgusting or not, he leaned forward while crying, spreading his pink cherry lips and holding his glans.
Old Zhao almost shouted out loud, but he felt his glans reaching into the soft, warm and wet cavity, wrapped in something wet, and even a timid tongue on the glans' urethra was dodging as much as possible.
Child, just like that, slowly put it in, right...
After the initial disgust, Xia QingYàn held her penis and licked it back and forth, her cheeks bulged from time to time, tears remained in the corners of her eyes, and she was so beautiful.
In the empty mountains and forests, a petite innocent girl was half kneeling on the ground, trying to give an old man a blowjob. The scene was quite impactful.
It may be because it is too stimulating, or it may be because of the stimulation of teeth. After a while, Lao Zhao's penis trembled violently and he quickly reminded her: Child, the semen is coming out, hurry up, remember to swallow it.
Xia QingYàn nodded quickly and closed his eyes in pain.
The scrotum contracted violently, and streams of semen ejaculated from the glans. Lao Zhao, whose eyes were red, even pressed Xia QingYàn's head tightly to prevent her from shrinking back.
Xia Qing Yàn was almost forced to swallow all the semen, and finally coughed up a lot of semen with dry retching. Thinking of Lao Zhao's advice, she quickly covered her mouth with her mouth, not daring to waste it, and tried her best to swallow it all, and finally coughed continuously.
After Lao Zhao recovered from waking up, he quickly stuffed his penis back into his crotch and patted her back lightly. At the same time, he looked at her nervously, wondering if the incident that happened to Lin Jing could be copied to Xia QingYàn.
Xia Qing Yàn kept retching, and semen mixed with her body fluid flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Lao Zhao happily, her voice fragile: Grandpa, is that okay?
Lao Zhao nodded and pretended to be kind: It's almost done, you see, the wound has almost healed now, you shouldn't feel the pain, right?
Xia QingYàn tried hard to feel the strangeness in her legs, and her bad mood gradually improved: Well, it was really much better, and the effect of the medicine worked.
Although her face was a little flushed, she was not as lust as Lin Jing, and she could even stand up again. However, her legs became softer when she walked.
Seeing this, Old Zhao carried her up without saying anything.
It was also at this moment that Lao Zhao felt a trace of wet liquid flowing out of the corner of her skirt. Looking at Xia QingYàn's slightly confused eyes, he knew that this matter was finally done.
Child Ah, it’s not glorious to treat this matter, so don’t tell me it.
Grandpa, I know, thank you. If it weren't for your help, I might have... Woo... Xia QingYàn cried again as she said, and I don't know if it was a blessing or aggrievance. Anyway, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and I cried in a low voice, and my whole face was covered with pear blossoms.
Lao Zhao held the girl's buttocks, and his fingers accidentally wiped the bottom of the skirt, and even gently pressed and rubbed the inner side of his thighs. Xia Qing seemed to be electrocuted, but Lao Zhao's kind and honest appearance successfully deceived her.
After stopping her tears, she became even more shy and even buried her head in Lao Zhao's shoulders, not daring to hum.
When she got home, Xia Qing's underwear under her skirt had become wet.
She didn't make an intimate move to cling to Lao Zhao from beginning to end. After stepping into the house, she rushed to the room and closed the door.
Old Zhao was immediately confused, remembering that when Lin Jing took the first semen, her whole body was almost limp and she had an instant orgasm. This time, the amount of semen that Xia QingYàn ate was quite large, but her performance was beyond his expectations.
Lao Zhao became even more confused. What went wrong?
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