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    "Here you go, eat the legs first. No need to leave them for Xiangxiang, she will eat them later in the brigade." The freshly roasted pheasant tasted so fragrant that Song Xuejiao almost drooled as soon as the meat was pulled out.  She sat on the small wooden stool brought by Huo Zhenting, and then took one of the legs. The meat seemed to be quite good, and it was dry and fragrant.

    It was just a little hot, and she almost lost her grip and dropped it.  Fortunately, Huo Zhenting took it and held it with his palm: "It's not hot either."

    "Who said that? It's all red." Song Xuejiao stretched out her finger to show him, and sure enough, it was already red.

    Huo Zhenting's heart moved, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "Be careful next time."

    "Oh, you're wrong. Why did you give it to me even though you knew it was permed? Why don't you give me a blowjob?" Song Xuejiao has been a treasure in the hands of her parents since she was a child, so she can easily do things like coquettishness. Although she is a new boyfriend, girls are really self-taught in this kind of thing.  She is talented even without studying. Coupled with her natural conditions, the male protagonist instantly felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said and that he must be wrong.

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    "I will be careful next time."

    ¡°¡­¡± Male protagonist, you have changed, you are so easy to bully, she can¡¯t bear to bully you anymore.  Obviously, I had thought about abusing him again after we had a relationship, but looking at him, he was too embarrassed to abuse him.

    ¡°However, the little pheasant is so fragrant.

    Seeing the man¡¯s two big hands deftly picking meat for her, she felt embarrassed to eat alone, so she picked up a piece full of meat and fed it to the male protagonist.  As a result, he seemed to be frightened, and used his black claws to scratch his hair out of habit, and said: "You, you eat." How could a man steal his wife's flesh?  She is thin, and she has returned to the army where there is meat and vegetables every day.

    Song Xuejiao suddenly felt that there was a reason why the male protagonist was the male protagonist, and his serious attitude towards doting on his wife was quite remarkable.  She also said a little awkwardly: "Ah, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat either."

    Hearing what she said, Huo Zhenting actually ate it and felt that it was the most delicious meat he had ever eaten in his life.

    You must know that he has lacked love since he was a child. His mother passed away when he was still young, and his father took care of him and his uncle. It was really heartbreaking.  When he was more than ten years old, his father also passed away, leaving only the two of them dependent on each other.

    In order to save some food for his family, he joined the army and narrowly escaped death before returning home.  In the army, comrades-in-arms did talk about everything, but nothing could compare to the gentleness and sweetness of this woman. Only now did he realize that women could be so comfortable getting along with each other.  If I had known earlier, I would have found a girlfriend earlier. No, she hadn't appeared at that time, but it was just right now.

    Song Xuejiao also plans to spend some time with the male protagonist. After all, it is her first time to fall in love, so it is new.

    But she didn¡¯t know why there was a sound like a yellow alarm in her heart. She immediately thought that the plot might be about to enter now, but they stayed here to hide in peace. Will they be punished for this?

    So he immediately stood up and said: "Oh, I promised to help the team cook, but I have to go back."

    "Are so many people looking at you?" It's tiring to make a big pot of rice, so it's better to eat chicken here.

    "But, if I don't go, someone will make irresponsible remarks again. I didn't care before, but now I can't, it will hurt you." You understand this time, you have a reputation here, so she doesn't want to bring his reputation with him.  It stinks.

    "I'm still afraid of this" I didn't seem to be doing well in front of such a gentle and lovely girl, so I scratched my head and said, "Then you can go after eating."

    Seeing the countdown in her head, Song Xuejiao ate the meat he had picked in three or two times, then grabbed half of a small pheasant and put it in her pocket and said, "I'll keep these for dinner." Fortunately, there was still a handkerchief in her pocket.  , otherwise it will be oiled.

    Without waiting for the male protagonist to refuse, she hurriedly returned to the team.

    I happened to see them almost finishing the meal and preparing plates and bowls.  I immediately participated in the group activity, and when the dishes and bowls were ready, I heard someone say: "Go and call Xiao Huo, I have to let him drink two cups of the deer/bian wine that I have been brewing for three years today."  .¡±

    ¡°Pfft, no wonder she said she drank some strong wine. It turned out to be deer/whip. What if she wanted to ¡®accidentally smash¡¯ the bottle of wine?

    As soon as she had this thought, she felt as if her body had been shocked by electricity, and she almost threw herself forward.  Fortunately, I restrained myself in time and didn't pour it, but I also understood in my heart that I was preventing myself from touching the bottle of wine.

    If you don¡¯t move, just don¡¯t move. Or will it make him drink less?  But after this thought came up, I was really shocked.

    She fell completely to the side. If a male educated youth hadn't helped her, she would have been devastated.

    Sop; Huo Zhenting was so guilty that he almost killed himself, so the little boy said whatever he wanted. After finally putting on his clothes, he saw someone supporting him to get up. He couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?" This situation has always happened.  If you can¡¯t get up, what else do you want to do?

    "What time is it?"

    "About nine o'clock."

    It¡¯s nine o¡¯clock?

    ??From five o'clock in the morning until nine o'clock, once, the hero, you are so strong.  Didn't I say that the first time was quick? Sure enough, some books are all lies.

    Or maybe he did it twice or three times, and then he rose too fast and didn¡¯t feel it?

    "I have to go back to being an educated youth, otherwise"

    "No." He couldn't bear to walk back when people were like this. Huo Zhenting stretched out his hand to tidy up the quilt, and while tidying it up, his ears were burning. Situations in the dream came back to his mind little by little, and then slowly became a reality. Really  I want him to do it again.

    Fortunately, he still remembered that what he was doing was for animals, and he was worried that his partner would not be able to bear it.  Fortunately, there were many old quilts, so he made another bed and said, "You rest here, and I will bring Xiangxiang to accompany you. Then she told my uncle that she insisted on sleeping with you, so I asked you to rest here."  It¡¯s on fire.¡±

    "Well, thank you." Song Xuejiao couldn't hold on any longer. She fell down on the quilt and huddled up uncomfortably and fell asleep.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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