break spring

May, when late spring and early summer alternate.

The soil on the ridges was trampled down, and the rice seedlings jumped up one after another.Last year's newly planted willows began to look graceful, and this year's wild sour vines turned from green to red again, attracting the dolls in Qinghe Village to pick them with baskets.

He Deng welcomed a new family of residents near his home.

Song Song, Mr. Song.

At that time, the two factions of poor family scholars and aristocratic families were fighting. After joining the royal party, Song Song was repeatedly demoted. Before that, he was transferred to Qingzhou to work in the government, and now he came to Yin County as the county magistrate.

But Song Song didn't live in the government office, nor in the county seat, so he came to this small village to be neighbors with his students.People in the village knew that an official was coming, and they sent rice and meat to see him.But they were all rejected by Song Song.Song Song was rarely at home all day, and mostly worked in the county office.

He lives so far away, it seems that he is deliberately making this lack of sleep suffer.

"Mr. Song, but for the county magistrate Song?" He Dengqu asked.He was supposed to come to visit a few days ago, but the restaurant really couldn't leave, so he was only on vacation today.

"We're both from the Song family, and we haven't released the fifth suit yet, so we're really in a hurry. It's nothing more than Song Yao's manipulation of County Magistrate Liu before, but now he wants to repeat the old plan, so I'll go back and fight him rule."

County Magistrate Liu is quite old, and he often let go of things when he was in office. The real power in Yin County is actually in the hands of County Chancellor Song.The taste of having power in hand is like smoking poppy after a long time. Song Yao is jealous of the new county magistrate on the surface.Song Song purposely lived in the village, on the one hand to avoid Song Yao and use some private means, and on the other hand, he wanted to guide the public opinion of the people.

The county magistrate has been kicked out of the county government office, isn't it a good conversation piece after dinner?

This Song Yao is also really stupid, after sitting comfortably in the seat for a long time, he really thought that Song Song was afraid of him.It's better to return to the capital as soon as possible, it's too cheap to fight this stupid old man.

Song Song tasted the tea, um... a bit bitter, too much tea.

He Dengqu blinked and said again: "I heard that the imperial court sent a patrol to visit, and they will arrive in Qingzhou in a few days. At that time, sir, you can strike first."

"Le Zhao, you are very well informed, and I just received the letter." Song Song joked, "It can't be that Mr. Wang still writes to you every day."

"Fortunately, Mr. Wang is very caring. He really cares about the trivial matters of the students. But I got the news from a businessman who ran away. I heard that man talking nonsense when he was drunk in a restaurant, so I accidentally remembered it."

Song Song nodded, and praised He Dengqu for not going to Chunwei but gaining something else.Come from the people, you can know the affairs of the people better.

"By the way, Le Zhao, you will be a father. Before I congratulate you, this golden lock is a gift for the child."

The exquisite and small golden lock looks like a lot of thought has gone into it.

He Dengqu got up and saluted to accept it, and the two chatted casually again, and He Dengqu didn't leave until it was almost noon.

Song Song's current residence is not far from He Dengqu's house, and it's only a short walk for a cup of tea.He Dengqu didn't see Ding San when he came back, so he asked Mrs. Fang where he had been.

"San'er seemed unwell just now, resting in your bedroom. You go and see now, if you feel bad, go see a doctor."

Discomfort during pregnancy is a common occurrence. When Mrs. Fang was pregnant with He Dengqu, she was also dizzy and nauseated and couldn't eat all day long.However, Ding San was fine for the first few months, just acidophilic and lethargic, and his pregnancy was smoother than most people.Today, for some reason, I hid in the house after talking about feeling uncomfortable.

He Dengqu hurried into the house, panicked.

Pushing open the door, light came in, Ding San sat on the bed, his black and strong back was exposed to He Dengqu's eyes, there was no familiar red rope on his back, obviously the bellyband was taken off.

"Le Zhao, close the door quickly." Ding San knew who was coming when he heard the footsteps.No clothes on the upper body, it's not good for others to see it in broad daylight.

"Third Brother... Aren't you feeling sick?" He Dengqu closed the door and moved closer to Ding San.Sure enough, the two tits were shining brightly, and Ding San's hand was still on them, and under the two tits was a seven-month-old belly.

It turns out that the third brother couldn't bear it during the day?

"Le Zhao, please rub it for me. I felt some pain in my breasts a few days ago. I touched it this morning and felt a small hard lump. It seems that the milk is about to come out." Ding San was still generous in front of He Dengqu after the door closed very.

Milked?

He Dengqu swallowed unconsciously, stretched out his hands to touch Ding San's breasts, and slowly pushed and rubbed them. There were indeed some small hard lumps, about the size of soybeans.

"Lezhao, try harder, how can you squeeze out the milk if you don't have to." Ding San took He Dengqu's hand and pressed it down, but he was too reckless and hurt himself a little, hissing in a low voice One sound.

The intensity of kneading the milk cube should be moderate, and touch in one direction, preferably along the direction of the nipple.He Dengqu had heard it from a doctor before, and he remembered it very well.

"Third brother, I will, don't worry." He Dengqu got on the bed and sat opposite Ding San.Xu is that the first time the two of them really frustrated He Dengqu, after that he always had to get everything ready first.

He Dengqu used his strength skillfully, with a slight soreness but not painful.The plump tits were rubbed neatly, Ding San couldn't help panting, and leaned against He Dengqu.Ding San rarely showed such a dependent state, so He Dengqu pulled Ding San close to his shoulder.

Ding San said a few words just now, but how could breast lumps not hurt?I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well at night.

"Third Brother, are you feeling better?" He Dengqu asked softly.

Ding San felt that his chest was like a bamboo tube filled with silt, and the accumulated silt was dredged up bit by bit by He Dengqu, and the water flowed gradually through the bamboo tube.

"It's much better, it seems to be..." overflowed.

Ding San didn't need to finish his sentence, He Dengqu saw it by himself.

The colostrum is yellow-white and has a strong milky smell. He Dengqu can smell it without sticking it on his breasts.There is a circle of milk around the big brown nipples, like the white and soft flesh of a mangosteen peeled off, looking sweet.

He Dengqu couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to take a small sip.He must have been thinking about it for a long time.

Breastfeeding made the water in the bamboo tube flow more freely, Ding San puffed out his chest, and his two breasts shook out milk waves.

"Third brother seems to have milk." The smell of milk was mixed with the smell of rice. He Dengqu untied Ding San's trouser waist and directly reached into his crotch. Ding San really overflowed with transparent and clear "milk".And Ding San's erect penis was also pressed tightly against He Dengqu's hand, as if he also wanted to taste the milk.He Dengqu maliciously wiped the water from Ding San's hole on Ding San's penis, and blocked Ding San's ass eye with his fingers.

"I can't take photos, it's still daytime, and my mother is still outside." Ding San wanted to take He Dengqu's hand away.

"It's okay, third brother, I'll just lick it, don't penetrate it, can you touch it for me later?" He Dengqu put Ding San's hand on his hardened penis.

Ding San hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist being happy and agreed.

He Dengqu first buried himself in Ding San's chest, holding his two breasts and sucking.

Third Brother's milk cannot be wasted.

After more than 20 years, He Dengqu finally tasted the sweetness of milk again, and he sucked it so vigorously that he sucked both of Ding San's nipples.But Ding San pulled off He Dengqu's pants and rubbed his penis for him.

After almost eating, He Dengqu took a mouthful of milk and refused to swallow it.He bent down under Ding San's body, and spit the milk into the ripe hole that turned from tender brown to maroon due to excessive pleasure.The warm milk that was held by He Dengqu's mouth entered the hole, and he twitched extremely quickly, trying to spit out the milk, but He Dengqu's tongue stuck in it, blocking the way of the milk.

In the narrow passageway, He Dengqu's tongue imitated the thrusting of the penis, and it kept splashing with milk stains and lewd water.Ding San's stomach was full, he couldn't see He Dengqu's head, he could only feel the numbness of being fucked by his tongue.His genitals hit He Dengqu's face several times, and he didn't know if He Dengqu's face hurt or not.

Ding San during pregnancy had a lot of fun, and he started to climax not long after being licked. He Dengqu swallowed Ding San's pussy water.

Today's lewd water not only tastes like rice, but also tastes like milk.

After Ding San rested for a while, he helped He Dengqu with his penis again.He Dengqu was slow, if Ding San's hands were more delicate, it would definitely hurt his hands every time.

He Dengqu's penis is used to being used in the hole, and it is really difficult for a pair of rough hands to satisfy him.Ding San was picking the glans and kneading the scrotum, but He Dengqu was getting bigger and bigger, and he didn't look like he was going to come out at all.

Ding San thought about whether to play the thick and long flute, but it was really inconvenient if he had a big belly.

In the end, Ding San picked up his apron, rolled it up to reveal an opening, wrapped He Dengqu's penis in this smooth silk and pushed it back and forth, as if he was imitating his own acupoint being inserted.

He Dengqu smiled with red eyes, poking Ding San's breasts and enjoying the comfort.

"Third brother, do you want to drink crucian carp soup or stewed pig's feet with soybeans tomorrow?"

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See the cover?I do it by myself! (proud face)

When writing this chapter, I kept thinking of grains.