What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

After Li Yiming finished writing the pile of test papers under Qin Qin's iron-blooded education, the sun has already turned from the right idling to below the horizon.

When Li Yiming went out from Mo Yao's house, he was ashamed, like someone who had been drained of energy. Qin Qin who followed him was not much better. Teaching Li Yiming, an idiot, was too tiring, and it was worse than letting him learn. Running a few 800-meter races will still make people collapse.

Thinking of repeating today's tragedy tomorrow, Qin Qin felt his eyes darken, and couldn't help kicking the ass of the person in front of him: "Tomorrow, wash away all the useless things in your mind before Come here, if you get mad at me again, I will vomit all my blood."

Being kicked by him, Li Yiming staggered forward, turned his head and glanced at him quietly: "If I can, I really don't want to see your face tomorrow."

"I will return this sentence to you intact."

"Traitor, hum."

"pig."

The silhouettes of the two people were stretched obliquely in the afterglow of the setting sun, and they just walked towards their respective homes with their mouths mixed with each other.

At this point, every household in the village started to cook dinner, and the chimneys on the lead gray corrugated pipes were rising one after another. At the head of the village, there was an old man who drove his flock home for dinner, and a man who took his grandson to beat his clothes by the small river. Grandma, as well as the laughter of the children playing hide-and-seek in the empty house, patted their buttocks reluctantly and went home after the adults at home called them home several times for dinner.

As the sun sets, the small village full of life in the daytime slowly regains its tranquility at this moment, and the lights lit up by every household also add a sense of warmth and peace to Xiaoli Village.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky outside, Shan Linjia raised his hand and stretched his waist: "It's getting late, daughter-in-law, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Mo Yao shook his head, he ate too much fruit and snacks in the afternoon, and his stomach is still a little full.

"Eat something if you're not hungry. You have a bad stomach, or you'll have a stomachache in the middle of the night."

Shan Linjia stood up, planning to go down and make some porridge for him.

Mo Yao lay on the pillow and looked at his back, his eyes slowly slid from the thin waist to the hairy calves under the rolled up trouser legs.

He licked his dry, flaky mouth, and suddenly said without thinking: "Others say that people with abundant body hair are very strong, and I don't know if it is true."

Shan Linjia almost stumbled because of what he said, turned his head and looked at him helplessly: "What are you thinking about all day long in your little head?"

"I just feel a little curious." Mo Yao pouted, lay back and continued to read his comics.

He really just asked casually, but Shan Linjia, who was listening to his ears, did not have his casualness and suddenness at all. He looked down at the person lying at his feet from top to bottom, because he was completely relaxed. The state, slightly bowed his back, lazy and comfortable like a lazy cat, his body is slender and soft, and the big v-neck t-shirt is loosely worn on his body, from his angle he can just see the big piece of it coming out Her white chest was flat and smooth, but it was unexpectedly exciting.

Two straight and slender calves were exposed from the lower body of only shorts. His skin was fair, and he didn't have thick black leg hair like him. Maybe he was bitten by a mosquito somewhere, and the child rubbed his two legs together in discomfort. After a while, the toes on the two little feet were slightly spread apart, white and pink and tender, which made people want to swallow it in one bite.

If I could play with my hands lightly now...

Shan Linjia suddenly raised his hand and patted the back of his head forcefully, stopping in time his shameful thoughts that were spreading towards the dangerous zone.

Mo Yao was taken aback by his slapping her so vigorously, so she quickly stood up and went to help him check: "What are you doing, so hard, you won't have a concussion after you slap me so hard."

As soon as he stood up, he could see the scenery that he didn't see clearly just now. The white and thin chest was flat. What's terrible is that from this angle, he could still see the two raised points that he couldn't see when he lay down just now. Small, round……

Also fucking pink, damn it!It's fucking fatal!

Unable to look any longer, Shan Linjia forced himself to look away, raised his hand to hold Mo Yao's shoulder, and then pushed him back hard.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm out of my mind right now, so don't get so close to me."

Mo Yan tilted his head slightly and looked at him suspiciously.

Shan Linjia wailed after seeing this movement for many years. I don’t know why, but now he looks at Mo Yao more and more cutely, and the more he looks at him, the more attractive he is. Mo Yao’s casual eyes and casual small movements can make him feel excited Jumping wildly, dry mouth and tongue for a long time, even though he knew he was a man, but he couldn't help but be distracted by him, obviously the two of them were closer before, and he had seen Mo Yao cuter, why did he just It's like a ghost is on the body, and the brain is going crazy.

In the final analysis, it was all the fault of the young couple who made out in the movie theater before. If they hadn't insisted on having sex in public, Mo Yao would not have seen such a dirty scene, nor would she have shown such a seductive look. Relatively speaking, he would not think about messy things just because he saw Mo Yao's expression.

But in the final analysis, it was his own fault for inexplicably awakening this strange feeling, Shan Linjia sighed weakly, raised his hand and scratched his hair irritably.

"By the way, what about Uncle Beauty, why hasn't he come back yet?"

"Uncle went to the county town to do volunteer work today, and he wasted too much time, so he called me and told me he wouldn't be back until tomorrow."

Mo Yao answered him with his head up, his small face was glowing white under the light, he pulled Shan Linjia's sleeve and shook it: "I am the only one at home today, Dajia, you are here today too sleep."

Shan Linjia was stunned. If he had faced such a cute request in the past, he would have agreed long ago wagging his tail without even thinking about it. But now he has been troubled by this matter in his heart. If he still sleeps with Mo Yao If we are together, I will feel a little awkward in my heart.

Seeing the child's expectant and somewhat excited expression, Shan Linjia considered it again and again, and finally turned down his heart and rejected him.

"My dad went out to other places a few days ago, and my mom went back to her mother's house yesterday and hasn't come back yet. There are only me and the little chair at home. If I don't come home today, he will feel scared if he is alone at home."

After hearing him finish speaking like this, the excited and expectant look on Mo Yao's face faded a little bit, he let go of Shan Linjia's sleeve, and let out an expressionless "Oh".

Seeing him like this, Shan Linjia's chest seemed to be pricked by a needle, and suddenly it hurt. God knows how much he wants to slap himself hard for saying those words just now, so fucking worry!Fuck no!What could be more important than the happiness of his wife!

Shan Linjia let out a breath, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch his face moderately.

Mo Yao was in pain, and looked up at him dissatisfied.

Shan Linjia couldn't help laughing, and gently rubbed the red mark that he pinched just now: "I agreed to make porridge for you, do you want meat porridge or sweet porridge today?"

Mo Yao blinked, and followed him downstairs "snapping".

"I want to drink eight-treasure porridge, you, don't you want to go back? Why don't you leave again?"

"Eight-treasure porridge? Well, this may take some time, so don't cry hungry while you wait."

"No, I'm not hungry." Mo Yao shook his head, followed him without getting discouraged and continued to ask: "I'm asking you something, are you going home today or not?"

"Let me think about it. Uncle Beauty usually likes to cook meat porridge for you. I don't know if there are any ingredients for eight-treasure porridge at home. If I don't have it today, I won't be able to cook it..."

Seeing that he has been deliberately avoiding his own questions and not answering, Mo Yao lost his temper for a while, and patted Shan Linjia's generous back with his eyes wide open: "Shan Linjia! Did you hear me...ah !"

Before he finished speaking, the person walking in front suddenly turned around without warning, and Mo Yao was startled, because they were still going down the stairs, and due to the inertia of their bodies, their feet couldn't stop the car straight. Pounced down.

Shan Linjia, who was standing below, seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago, stretched out his arms ahead of time, and embraced him with a smile.

"Three points, daughter-in-law, your shot is really accurate."

Mo Yao was still in shock, lying in his arms and his chest was throbbing.

"rogue."

"The gangster is going to cook for you now, do you want me to carry you down?"

Shan Linjia patted his ass with a smile while talking.

Mo Yao lay in his arms, buried her face in his chest and rubbed gently: "Okay."

Now it was Shan Linjia's turn to be in a daze. He thought that such a childish proposal would definitely be rejected by him, but he didn't expect Mo Yao to agree so casually.

He lowered his head to look at the little head in his arms, and after confirming that he was not joking, Shan Linjia shook his head helplessly, had no choice but to half-squat his legs, and then held his little butt with his hands slightly, and hugged him forcefully.

The sudden feeling of being in the air made Mo Yao subconsciously stretch out his hands to wrap his arms around his neck, knowing that no matter what unreasonable demands he made, he would indulge him unconditionally.

Mo Yao's heart was as sweet as honey, and he wrapped his legs around his waist and clamped them forcefully: "Let's go! Drive!"

This little thing, Shan Linjia gave a wry smile, and even rode him like a horse. Looking at the white and tender neck so close in front of him, an evil thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

Pushing up the little butt in Tuo Da's hand, Shan Linjia suddenly smirked and said: "Then you should sit down, the horse is going to speed up now."

After speaking, she hugged him and suddenly swooped down the stairs, not giving the person in her arms a chance to react at all. Mo Yao screamed in fright, and her hands strangled his neck even tighter.

"Enough is enough! I want to come down, I want to come down!