CH 105

Zhao Lanxiang did not expect He Songbai to finish ten test papers in one go. Although these test papers only have a small amount of questions, it is not easy to do them all at once.

She listened to the man's arrogant tone. He hadn't spoken to her in this tone for a long time, and unexpectedly it was a bit cute.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly smiled, "How do you want to kiss?"

In the past few months, He Songbai had seen many people and had accumulated a lot of experience by doing business, which made him mature and confident. His eyes no longer had the former silence and melancholy. His spirit is flying high, especially when he said the sentence just now, there was quite a bit of her old man's momentum. His whole person seemed like he had washed away the dust and now glowed with dazzling brilliance.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at He Songbai deeply with a smile on her face.

His girlfriend's eyes were so scorching that He Songbai had to look away. His throat was dry and hoarse, and he couldn't help but hide his embarrassment.

"Ten... ten are too many, today I just need two."

She is so sticky that he can't get rid of it once she gets on it. He Songbai felt that after the kiss, his original lack of self-control would definitely be eroded, and he couldn't help but want more, more...1

He Songbai was still sweetly fighting between "instinct and logic", but his girl was already sitting between his arms, with her pale thumb on his forehead and nodded.

"Is it here?"

As soon as she said the words, she kissed his forehead.

She touched his cheek again, dropped a warm kiss on He Songbai's cheek. Afterward, she touched his throat, and his adam's apple rolled quickly. He Songbai felt that all the blood in his body was flowing backward. The next second, she gently held his throat and licked it.2

Like a fish thrown to the shoal, he couldn't resist and surrender to the slaughter.

His breath suddenly became heavy and chaotic, his body stiffened like a piece of wood, but his hands still maintained the posture of holding her waist.1

Zhao Lanxiang felt the hot blood under his artery, and her body also gradually became hot.

She gasped softly, kissed his soft lips, and turned to his side while holding his lips tenderly.

After a while, she asked, "There are six left, where do you want to kiss..."

The tight string in He Songbai's head was already on the edge of collapse. He said in a hoarse tone, "I, I will kiss you."

He hugged her in his arms, awkwardly repeating her movements from just now.

He is inexperienced and brutal, but trying to be gentle.

Zhao Lanxiang felt the desires conveyed in his body. Men, like natural hunters, have excellent instincts and actively develop his methods. However, after He Songbai finished kissing, he didn't move anymore. He buried his head pitifully on the side of her neck, gasping with pain and joy.

Zhao Lanxiang listened to his irregular breathing and touched his steady and strong body.

Her man is a normal man. And he is at the peak of the most energetic time of his life. Being blocked for a long time is easily... suffocating.

After a long time, she whispered, "You, you..."

Zhao Lanxiang's face also became hot, and her face was blushing like blossoming peach blossoms, "Do you want me to help?"22

At this moment, He Songbai felt like he was stabbed, and he even stopped breathing.4

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Afterward, Zhao Lanxiang went to the well to wash her hands and rubbed out her hands with layers of foam. She couldn't help but raise her lips slightly. Finally, she leaned on the side of the well and laughed. She didn't dare to let He Songbai in the room hear her. She withheld her voice until tears started to come out.15

The whole face was pink like a sunset sky, both from emotion and a shy smirk.

She didn't dare to go back to the room now, fearing that the man hadn't composed himself when he saw her. She went to the kitchen and made a green bean soup.

On the other side, inside the room:

He Songbai's eyes were so dark that it might be able to drip ink, with a treacherous undercurrent.

He clutched his girlfriend's thin quilt and sniffed the smell from his whole body. His face went red and black, then black and blue, and finally, he was red from his ear all the way to the neck, and even his feet were hot and red. His whole body could still feel the fresh feeling while carrying so much shame and remorse. After a while, he changed into clean clothes that his girlfriend had prepared and looked outside the window.

He found that there was no one outside. His girl had disappeared long ago. As if there is oil on the soles of his feet, he quickly slipped away...

He will remember this rewards from today's ten papers for the rest of his life.4

The everlasting beautiful joy and regret of a young boy, if it can be described in a sentence, it should be painful and happy.13

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Most of the ten acres of fields in the He family had been planted with crops. The remaining small part is planted with corn. In June, the lush green corn stalks have grown to half of a person's height.

Zhao Lanxiang touched the rustling green stems and leaves and couldn't help lamenting how fast time passed while working.

Last year, she and Sanya were catching bugs in this field, and He Songbai was in the field next to it.

After the brigade secretly implemented the field-to-household policy, even the manure from livestock and poultry, that no one cares about before, became popular. He Songbai's pig farm can produce hundreds pounds of manure every day, and a cart full of pig manure can be sold for a few cents in secret.

The piglets he raises are well fed, so even the manure is a lot. He used these excess fertilizers to make his fields black and fertile, and the crops grew green and flourished.

Sanya caught enough bugs and jumped home to feed the chicken.

Zhao Lanxiang sat beside the ridge, looking at the figure of her man working hard in the field. His long body was looming in the cornfield, with his short gray sleeves showing his wheat-colored arms, strong and powerful. His abdominal muscles were hidden under the thin fabric. The texture was clear, strong, and even.

After finishing his work, he washed his hands with the clean water in the ditch.

Zhao Lanxiang pointed to the cornfield next to him and said, "Last year, I was talking to you for the first time here."1

He Songbai nodded. He remembered. It was the first time in his life that he saw such a beautiful and graceful girl. She sat amongst the green cornfield, her fair skin lined with sunlight, as if it would glow. She was so dazzling that he didn't dare to look at her twice.

He Songbai just silently working hard and work harder for her.

The look in her arrogant eyes at that time was no different from just now. But now, he dared to look at her recklessly and wantonly.