Little Life on An American Ranch

"Are you comfortable?" Mai Mai sat up straight curiously when she heard her sister's shout, and asked.

After finishing speaking, he asked Jian Heng: "How do you say comfortable and uncomfortable in Chinese?"

Hearing Jian Heng say it again, she boredly repeated it to Damai.

Barley said: "Very sour and... ouch... hahaha".

After a few acupoints, Damai didn't have time to play with his sister, either screaming or laughing silly. When Jian Heng directly pressed the sole of the foot, Damai raised his head immediately.

"Yo, I didn't expect your body to be so soft!" Jian Heng saw that his girlfriend's body was almost twisted into a reverse U-shape, so he patted Damai's plump buttocks jokingly, and then squeezed it with his hands. Bundle.

"Hey, pay attention!" Wheat said dissatisfied.

Jian Heng ignored Mai Mai's words at all and continued to do what he was doing.

"Hahaha... sour, sour! Let go, let go!" Damai seemed to be particularly afraid of Jian Heng pressing the acupuncture points on his feet, and every time Jian Heng tried hard, she would start twisting and begging for mercy.

"Okay, go on!"

When Jian Heng really let go, after four or five seconds, he asked her to reply, and Damai missed the feeling just now, so he asked Jian Heng to continue pressing.

When Jian Heng held Damai's foot again and stretched out his hand to press the soles of her feet, he was not so obedient, and Damai couldn't help it if he couldn't stop.

The acupuncture points on the soles of the feet were drilled like this with the knuckles, and soon the room was filled with a mentally ill person. Damai cried and laughed with a little trembling in between. Within two minutes, Damai had tears in his eyes, tears There is a smile in the middle, and the expression is not to mention rich.

Mai Mai, who was sitting on the sidelines, was a little frightened by her sister's expression of strength.

"Okay!" Jian Heng finished pressing Damai's second foot, and then stretched out his hand to pat her calf.

"Is it okay if I don't press it?" Mai Mai was a little scared now.

As soon as Jian Heng heard that he would not press it, he immediately said: "Okay, let you get used to it mentally for two days."

As soon as he heard that the wheat was no longer pressed, Jian Heng immediately prepared to pick up his picks, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and planned to find a place to grow his own vegetables in the space.

Damai had almost come to his senses at this time, the feeling that he felt his whole body lightened by a few pounds just after pressing slowly came to his heart, so Damai stretched a lot.

"Wow, it's so comfortable. Now I understand why those people said that it's hard to press, but they will feel comfortable all over after pressing!" Damai said happily.

Upon hearing this, Mai Mai asked, "Really?"

"Really, the muscles of the whole body feel very relaxed, without any sense of tension. It feels like a deep stretch. It's a bit like lying on cotton. I suggest you Let's try it, now I kind of expect him to learn all the tricks, what kind of effect will that be?" Da Mai said to Xiao Mai.

Mai Mai didn't care about anything else as soon as she heard it, and immediately shouted loudly at the door: "Jian Heng, Jian Heng! Come here, I'm going to press it!"

This sentence is standard Chinese, and now Mai Mai calls Jian Heng's name, and the pronunciation is not bad.

Jian Heng had already slipped into the living room at this time, he was not prepared to respond to Mai Mai's words at all, and was about to put on his coat and slip away to the warming room.

Mai Mai yelled and saw that no one answered, she jumped out of the bed in an instant and chased outside, blocking Jian Heng at the door with her eyes.

Jian Heng saw that Mai Mai was chasing after him, so he immediately seamlessly transformed the action of putting on his coat into the action of taking off his coat, and while taking it off, he complained to Mai Mai first: "I'm all dressed, you He also said to press, it would be better to say it earlier, you see, we have to start all over again."

Mai Mai had seen through Jian Heng a long time ago, and looked down on Jian Heng invisible with his eyes. He watched Jian Heng take off his coat, hang it on the hanger at the door, and then walked back into the house.

Waiting for Mai Mai to lie down on the massage table, Jian Heng also warmed up his hands and began to press from his back.

Although I couldn't help telling myself to be calm, to be calm, when Jian Heng's hands touched the firm back of the wheat, he was still a little distracted, especially when he thought that this was his sister-in-law. A layer of wretched and careful thought jumped out from the bottom of my heart.

Although Jian Heng turned his face and looked focused, no one knew that at this moment, brother-in-law Jian's heart was turned upside down.

"No energy! You're lazy again!"

Mai asked Jian Heng to press it a few times, and felt that he was not at all like barley, at most it was a sour feeling, and immediately began to scold Jian Heng for being lazy.

Her words directly awakened Jian Heng, and he began to press it upright and focused. As soon as he became so focused, the messy thoughts in his head immediately stopped, and the so-called 'enjoyment' of Maimai followed.

The two sisters not only look alike, but now even respond to the massage almost the same. Jian Heng's brain is a little confused, and he feels as if he is repeating what happened just now, which is equivalent to writing homework. That's it, I have to write it down twice.

A set came up anyway, and when it was over, Jian Heng subconsciously didn't remember that it was Mai Mai lying on the bed, not his sister Damai, so he stretched out his hand and patted Mai Mai's round buttocks affectionately.

"Okay!"

At this moment, Jian Heng didn't react at first. After the palm of his hand touched his buttocks and made a crisp slap, Jian Heng turned around and covered the bottle of massage oil given by the old man.

Wheat is not barley, so when Jian Heng's slap landed on her buttocks, her whole body tensed up. It's okay to massage, but this slap is completely flirting. Isn't Maimai stupid?

At first, Xiaomai thought that Jian Heng was doing it on purpose, but when he came back to his senses, he turned to look at Jian Heng, and found that he was sorting the bottles and jars next to him in a serious manner, so he knew that this guy's brain was a little short-circuited at this time.

After Jian Heng finished sorting out his things, he turned around and found that Mai Mai was still lying on the massage table, with his upper body straightened up, but he didn't know what was going on in his head, so he opened his mouth and said, "It's over!"

"It's over?" Mai asked, "What does it mean that it's over?"

"Get up when it's over. I want to put this massage bed away. What are you doing? You won't be planning to sleep here all night, are you?" Jian Heng already remembered the slap he had just had. Originally, Jian Heng felt embarrassing enough when Mai Mai was like this, but his slap suddenly seemed to push Jian Heng into the pit again.

At this time, Mai Mai grabbed the robe, covered her body and got off the massage table, then turned her back and put the robe on her body, and tied it with a belt.

"Hurry up and take a shower, my side..."

Without waiting for Jian Heng to finish speaking, Mai Mai suddenly turned his head, directly embraced Jian Heng's neck, tiptoed on Jian Heng's left cheek and kissed him.

The moment he was kissed by Mai Mai, Jian Heng's body stiffened suddenly, just like Mai Mai just now.

"You just slapped my ass, now I kiss you, we're even." Seeing Jian Heng's dumbfounded look, Mai Mai immediately burst into laughter, then turned around and swung her arms, putting on a very arrogant look gesture walked out the door.

"Damn, it's messed up now." Jian Heng watched Mai Mai's back disappear into the doorway, so he murmured.

After sorting things out, Jian Heng was thinking about this matter in his heart, mainly whether to tell Damai, what if he didn't say it, and how to talk about it if he did. Staying outside at several degrees below zero, Jian Heng felt as if his brain was about to explode.

Finally decided to take a look! In fact, it is nothing more than a procrastination formula. If you can't find a way to do something, then procrastinate. As for when or under what circumstances this matter will cause a disaster, it is not that Jian Heng wants to think about it now, or at present. Things to think about.

At the same time, Jian Heng still found an excuse for himself: it is normal for Americans to kiss on the cheek. When he came up with this reason, Jian Heng didn't take into account the intimate contact between his slap and Xiaomai's plump buttocks at all.

Just thinking about it all the way, I wandered to the door of the conservatory, opened the door and walked in, and found that there was no one inside. I reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, and turned on a row of lights. Jian Heng found that Zhao Changshan's small shovel was leaning against the the door.

He casually picked up the small shovel, turned off the light and stepped into the space. After a while, Jian Heng backed out again, because the space was in midwinter just like the season outside, and the temperature was not as good as that in Montana. What's wrong.

The space is standard with four distinct seasons. At this point, the space is in the coldest time of the year, let alone planting melons, nothing can grow.

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