Chapter 331： Si Junfeng was injured "returning to the old age" (2/2)

”Sister, is Tianlong treating his sister with a wound?”

Yang Lijing is finally back.

”Ah!”

A painful cry outside, it sounds like the embarrassment issued by Si Junfeng.

Yang Shimin and Lin Tianlong hurriedly put on their clothes and rushed out the door. I saw that Si Junfeng’s hand was rolling with pain, and the forehead was full of sweat, and Yang Lijing also hurriedly held the fish in the hand. Ah, put it on the grass and come over to help.

”Jun Feng, what's wrong? Where is the pain?”

Although Yang Shimin has just derailed, but the old wife's wife still has some feelings, cares about the situation, anxiously asked.

”Dry, what's wrong with you? Was it hurt when you were fighting?”

Since Lin Tianlong got the body and mind of Yang Mamin, she was naturally happy.

”When my brother-in-law was fighting, he was kicked by the black man and didn't know where to kick?”

Yang Lijing said.

”Small stomach hurts”

Si Junfeng reluctantly said a word, and it was a squad that could not be said.

Yang Shimin and Yang Lijing want to help Si Junfeng, Lin Tianlong said: ”I come, first put the cognac into the log house, check it out and talk about it!”

After that, he smashed the body of Si Junfeng with a thin hand and put it on the bed of the house.

”Let Tianlong check it out! I will cook for you!”

Yang Lijing looked at Si Junfeng’s painful hands, and it seemed that the injury was not a place, and the excuse went out.

Lin Tianlong did not wait for Yang Ma’s Yang Shimin to start. He personally untied Si Junfeng’s clothes and pants. Yang Shimin’s “ah” exclaimed, only to see a black footprint on Si Junfeng, red and shiny, as if he had also smashed his feet. Or, I have been squashed, and I have already shrunk into it. Only the size of the child’s chicken is really surprised by Yang Shimin.

”Dry this is poisoned and injured. I will try it with electrical qigong!”

Lin Tianlong had some gloating in his heart, but he also had some sympathy and pity. Although Si Junfeng had always had a bad attitude toward him, it was his cognac. At least it was an elderly person. The skinny man was injured like this, not to mention that he had just given He wore a green hat, so in the face of the painful cognac of Si Junfeng, Lin Tianlong was somewhat awkward in his heart, and naturally he should try his best to rescue him.

Yang Shimin nervously looked at her husband, Si Junfeng, and looked at her lover’s son Tianlong with hope. Looking at the fog on the sky, the painful snoring of Si Junfeng gradually became much smaller. The redness on the sky disappeared, but only Still, it may always be a chicken.

”All right!”

Lin Tianlong released the big hand on the top of the head of Cognac, and patted the shoulder of the dry mother Yang Shimin. ”Mom, don't worry, it's okay, rest and rest for a day. But maybe This robbery, cognac will really rejuvenate.”

Yang Shimin sees her husband, Si Junfeng, although he is still whispering, but his face is ruddy, he puts down a heart, and hears the last sentence of Tianlong’s “returning to the old age”. It’s not clear what he meant, and saw the little chicken of Si Junfeng. Chicken, she suddenly realized that she was ashamed and resentful, and she took a look at her son’s lover. When the dark roads were still jokes.

”Dragon has lost your thanks, thank you.”

Si Junfeng is still old-fashioned. I know that in this virgin forest, my husband and I are inseparable from the strength of Lin Tianlong. I think that these years have been somewhat resentful and indifferent to this dry son. This child not only has no hate, but also rescues. In my heart, I couldn't help but shed tears. I know that this stupid boy has indeed captured the chastity of his beloved wife Yang Shimin.

”Dry, you are so polite, how do you say that you are my cognac, and to save the dry mother, it is all my own thing to do a son!”

Lin Tianlong smiled eloquently.

”Good, good boy, good boy.”

Si Junfeng was moved by the tears, but he couldn't help but still have some pain.

Lin Tianlong looked at the cognac of the bed, Si Junfeng was so painful that his eyes were locked. He couldn’t help but block his sight with his body. He was close to Yang’s Yang Shimin’s side and held a hand on her sturdy jade hip. Gently stroke.

Yang Shimin was shocked. She did not think that this stinky boy was so bold, and dared to invade herself in front of her husband Si Junfeng. However, the kind of sneaky pleasure that she was afraid of being discovered made her involuntarily want to open her mouth. The tingling sensation made her jade red, her body trembled, and her hands tightly grasped her clothes.

Si Junfeng turned his head and saw his wife Yang Shimin's eyes blurred and his face looked strange. He seemed to be trying to endure something. He also thought that his wife, Yang Shimin, could not bear to see the red and swollen wounds on his body! Old and relieved, old and relaxed!

”Come here, fortunately, there is a bowl in the wood house in the wood house. There is no oil and salt vinegar, but the fish soup is still fresh! Just to help my sister-in-law!”

Yang Lijing smiled and brought in two bowls of soup. ”Dragon, there is still in the pot outside, you have to treat your brother-in-law to the outside to drink!”

”Li Jing is really a political commissar of the Interpol team. It has a good hand and foot and a strong survival ability in the wild!”

Yang Shimin liked to take the bowl out of the field and put it on the table. Then he found a spoon from the bag, picked up a bowl and went to the front of her husband, Si Junfeng, and gave him a soup and a spoonful of soup.

”Okay, aunt, you are great, I will go out for soup right away!”

Lin Tianlong smiled and sent his aunt Yang Lijing out, but the backhand was handed over to the dry mother Yang Shimin's Fengzheng rounded, and under the defense, Yang Shimin shuddered and squatted there for a moment, like a flowery jade face with a flush. Then if she had nothing to do with the soup bowl, she gave her husband Si Junfeng a soup, and her hands were a little trembling, but she could still hold on.

Lin Tianlong’s big hand slowly stroked the upper reaches of the dry mother Yang Shimin’s phoenix, and felt that Yang’s Yang Shimin’s sleek and rounded heart was full of flesh, fat and tender, round and large, soft and flexible, and felt beautiful.

Yang Shimin was drunk with his son, Lin Tianlong, carrying his husband, Si Junfeng, behind him, stroking the sensitive and rounded, and the strange electric shock and numbness was introduced from Lin Tianlong’s big hand to the fleshy and rounded, and then uploaded. On the upper brain, the whole person is sour, but he is ashamed but not daring, pretending to stand as if nothing had happened, the hand holding the spoon is shaking gently, the jade face is flying red, panting and panic.