C9 (1/2)

”It might be a mouse, but it's been causing a ruckus recently.”

Zhang Xueman quickly explained.

”Then you should pay more attention. I thought there was someone hiding there.”

When Miao Cui Hua laughed, the flesh on her two big white legs swayed. They were tender and tender, not like ordinary farmers.

”Sis, did you do something just now?”

Looking at the place where Miao Cui Hua was, Zhang Xueman covered her mouth and laughed.

”You can even see that?”

”What the hell is that thing still hanging on top of it? I was wondering why you didn't even wear your underwear. Who are you talking to today?”

Miao Cui Hua raised her head to look at Qin Lie and frowned.

”That's true, luckily you reminded me. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for my old man to find out about it.”

Looking at Miao Cui Hua's nonchalant attitude and the traces of the battle that had taken place at that place, Zhang Xueman became absent-minded for a while.

They were both women, so why was it that Miao Cuihua could live so elegantly, letting any man sleep, while she herself could only stay alone in the empty room?

When he turned around, he coincidentally saw Zhang Yun's gaze that was on the verge of spitting fire.

That brat must have been holding it in for quite a while, but he didn't want to be at a disadvantage even when he saw the white body of the village chief's wife.

”Aiyo, why are you touching that place …” ”You made me lose my temper.”

Miao Cui Hua giggled and continued to talk about the length and thickness of the men in the village to Zhang Man Xue.

Zhang Yun was dumbfounded by the amount of information he had gathered.