Prehistoric Woman Age - Chapter 361

    Thank you for the pink ticket of lovely Xi Li, thank you for the full score evaluation, and nangongxueyu and lovely Xi Li for the tip.

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    It’s a long winter, nothing to do, except to tease two more and more cute little babies, that is, to eat in a different way. At night, exercise in bed is naturally essential.

    After Ming’s illness was cured, An’er didn’t know if it was intentional or if she forgot, and did not marry him. In fact, this kind of thing has not happened before or. When Yingye was first admitted, it was a long time before he truly became An’er’s man.

    In order to pass the boring winter days, An’er made a pair of mahjong with a small wooden block and taught everyone to play thirteen mahjong. The rules of thirteen mahjong are simple and easy to learn. The primitive people lacked such entertainment, and they were very curious about mahjong.

    At the beginning, An’er played against three men in her family, and most of the winners were her. An’er used peanuts as a bargaining chip, each handed out twenty, and the loser had to draw a turtle on his face. Ruoya watched with great interest. She had never been impatient with playing mahjong, so she just watched the fun or helped with random commands.

    This guy Ruoya is a gun barrel. As long as she is instructed, it’s not someone firing a gun, or the other party touches a card, and it’s gone. Later, which card she asked to play, as long as others didn’t play that card, they seldom lost.

    After a few times, Ruoya lost her interest in conducting, so she drew a pair of poker with bamboo pieces, and brought Xiao Xueer, Daer and Lacey to compare the size of the game. Playing cards with a few kids, the one who loses the most. It’s still her. Ruoya was so angry that she screamed in the sky, and she stopped playing!

    Play mahjong around the kang table on the warm kang. It is indeed a pleasant thing. An’er and her three men were so addicted to the game that they even went to bed with her at night, choosing from the ones who had won the most.

    At the beginning, of course, the one who won the most was An’er who knew the rules, so she would flip the cards and choose someone to accompany her to bed. Of course, it was also possible to order two at once. later. The men gradually became familiar with the rules of the game and quickly caught up. Don’t underestimate the wisdom of primitive humans!

    Guess what? You can’t think of it, five days later. The winner is actually the silent Ming. According to the rules of the game, the winner must accompany An’er to bed. Ming blushed and was elated – finally, is he going to marry the woman he loves? These days, I have been studying the rules of Mahjong day and night. The effort was not in vain.

    An’er was a little flustered. He turned his eyes for help to the two men, Abu and Yingye. Abu smiled and cleaned up the mahjong on the kang table, scratched her little nose, and said, “I am willing to admit defeat, the rules of the game are set by you, and the reward and punishment methods are also your choice. Since you have admitted Ming’s identity, you can’t favor one over another. !”

    Ming’s eyes were full of expectations, which made An’er express a lot of pressure. The seventeen-year-old boy was still a high school student before the end of the world. She, a 21-year-old cow, is suspected of having **** with a minor by chewing on this tender grass.

    She rolled her eyes and immediately grabbed the mahjong from Abu’s hand, pretending to be enthusiastic: “Why do you stop work so early? I haven’t had a good time yet! Play with me for a while!” Then, deliberately pulled the mahjong table to make a loud noise.

    Abu and Yingye, looked at each other helplessly, and could only express sympathy for Ming – the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

    The three men were full of helplessness, but they had to accompany An’er to play mahjong round by round. In the second half of the night, An’er’s eyelids were fighting, but she refused to rest. Ming wanted to say something several times, but he didn’t know what to say. This silent and introverted boy was still lucky enough to lose his cards one after another.

    An’er played mahjong almost in a half-asleep state, and often threw out the cards she had drawn, only to find it out, and patted her head in regret. There is no answer to the true gentleman, since he is out, there is no room for repentance. An’er still has this brand.

    Playing mahjong in a confused state, it’s no wonder that you can win! The peanut chips in front of An’er have been lost time and time again. Her fair and cute little face, forehead, cheeks, and even chin are all painted with little black turtles. Her confused expression made her even more cute and interesting.

    In the early hours of the morning, An’er, who had gone to bed early every night for the past two years, finally couldn’t reach her biological clock. The three men, watching her touch a mahjong in her hand, did not move for a long time. Thinking she was thinking about which card to play, she waited patiently for a while, but heard an even breathing sound coming from her direction.

    Looking up, they found that the little woman, holding a card in her hand, fell asleep with her head down.

    Abu went over and gently laid her down on the kang, covered her with a quilt, and whispered: “Pack up the mahjong, everyone should be gone… Ming, don’t do it again in the future. Back to the east wing, let’s live in another house with Yingye.”

    Ming bit her lip, carefully took out the nine-pipe she was holding from An’er’s hand, sighed, and said with infinite sorrow: “Abu, am I being too demanding? An’er… Maybe she doesn’t like me at all, she accepts me because she sympathizes with me?”

    Abu patted his shoulder and comforted him in a low voice: “Don’t think too much, when An’er just received Yingye, he always wanted to escape. Don’t worry, She will soon be able to cross the threshold in her heart and accept the fact that you are her man. Go to the kitchen to get some hot water and wipe her face. “

    Ming agreed, using a bronze basin engraved with a picture of a hundred birds, brought a basin of hot water from the stove inside, dipped a cloth towel in the water, and gently wiped An’er’s face Draw a little turtle. His movements were exceptionally gentle, as if it were a fragile crystal, so cherished, so loving…

    An’er, who had fallen asleep, suddenly moved. She scratched her face, suddenly grabbed Ming’s wrist, stared at Ming for a long time with half-blinded eyes, and then mumbled softly: “Ming, you are so good-looking, Bidu Minjunxi. , it’s pretty…the type I like, hehe…huhu…”

    Before Ming could react, this annoying little woman fell asleep again, her little hand still on Ming’s wrist. Ming Jiu Jiu stared at An Er’s little face, with a bright smile on his face as if it were sunny on a long rainy day. He just sat next to An’er, reluctant to take her hand away, and the other hand gently placed on the soft and boneless hand, rubbing lovingly.

    Abu took the towel in his hand and continued the unfinished business of helping Aner wipe his face. Luckily, the turtle was drawn with a charcoal pen that was easy to clean. He helped wipe it twice, and An’er’s small face, which was like a small cat, became smooth and translucent again.

    Abu placed An’er on the kang, adjusted the sleeping position, and covered the quilt. He looked at Ming and wanted to urge him to go to bed early, otherwise it would be dawn. Ming raised his head, looked at him pleadingly, and said, “Abu, this kang is big enough, I’ll stay tonight, right? I’m not doing anything, I just want to be by her side and feel her breath. “

    Abu always regarded this house as his and An’er’s exclusive. When I served An’er with Yingye in the past, they were both in another room. He felt that this place was exclusively for him and An’er, and he didn’t want others to intervene. This is his only selfishness.

     Hearing Ming’s request, he hesitated. Three men, two houses, as An’er’s first man, he did have the right to ask for a single room. However, Ming’s bitter love for An’er had been understood from beginning to end. Ming is no one else. Besides, An’er has already fallen asleep. He has experience. He won’t wake up until noon the next day. Ming can’t do anything if he stays…

    In the end, he let Ming stay: “You go to the hot spring for a dip, An’er doesn’t like other people’s smells.”

    Ming promises, he has been drinking medicine recently, and he always feels that there is a medicinal smell on his body, so he needs to take a good soak, so as not to leave a bad impression on An’er, and he will never want to do it again. slept with him.

    In the early morning, I braved the wind and snow to soak in the hot spring, and then came back in the wind and snow. The taste was indeed unpleasant, but Ming was elated, finally being able to get in touch with An’er up close? Being able to listen to her breathing, smell her body odor, and touch her skin… Ming suddenly felt the piece under his crotch, and was about to move restlessly.

    He covered the thick, fair-skinned handsome face as red as red tomatoes in the vegetable garden – be obedient, don’t move! If you scare An’er, the happiness of you and my master will be even more distant in the future.

    I made a lot of psychological hints in the outside world, and finally made the guy who has raised his head soften again. However, after getting on the kang and warming up his body, when he lay down next to An’er, the guy who didn’t obey the command immediately stood up and saluted. It is like a flagpole held high, no matter how much he pushes it down, it will not yield.

      happy.

    Suddenly, An’er suddenly turned over and put her legs on his body. Huh? When did the clothes on An’er take off? The skin of this leg is so tender and smooth, it is even more tender and smooth than the taste of mutated ground silkworm meat in the mouth… I am so happy to be able to have such close and intimate contact with An’er.

    The red hearts in Ming’s heart popped out—with such tender skin, he quietly touched it, there shouldn’t be anything wrong with it, right? An’er is asleep, she won’t know…

    His hand, uncontrollably, stretched towards the slender legs that stretched over his thighs…

    “An’er doesn’t sleep very well, you’ll get used to it after a while.” Abu’s voice suddenly sounded in the dark, making him frightened like a frightened rabbit, and immediately retracted his hand , that feels like a kid who did something bad and got caught. (To be continued..)