Fragrance at night

Widow Zhang opened the curtain with an indescribable feeling in her heart, and the smile that had just filled her face froze instantly.

Zhang Xiaotian looked up, and said with some embarrassment: "Sister-in-law, you look at the door outside, I can't get away."

Who knew that just after saying this, Widow Zhang immediately walked to his side, took his hand off Ma Yufeng's body, and said embarrassingly.

"Xiaotian, we can't do this, she is still a big girl with yellow flowers, if you want to like her, sister-in-law Gaming will tell you, what are you doing now?!"

In an instant, he understood that co-author Zhang Shuhua regarded himself as a pervert, and looked at her helplessly.

"Sister-in-law, you think too much, why don't I see a doctor for sister Yufeng? Sister-in-law, didn't you just urge me to come over and see a doctor for sister Yufeng just now? What are you doing in a daze? If the scorpion poison takes hold, it will really be useless to say anything!"

Seeing the widow Zhang Shuhua standing there motionless, Zhang Xiaotian became more and more anxious as he spoke. Originally, he planned to ask Zhang Shuhua to help, but judging by her current posture, she must be of no help, so he decided to do it. Regardless of whether Widow Zhang was behind her or not, she lifted the quilt covering Ma Yufeng's body.

In an instant, Ma Yufeng's youthful and energetic body was immediately displayed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help swallowing when he saw it, only feeling that his lower abdomen was rolling with heat.

She only felt a hot stream in her nose, a bloody smell in her throat, Zhang Shuhua screamed, "Xiaotian, what's wrong with you, why are you still bleeding!"

Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe it twice, and waved his hand awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay, my sister-in-law brought me the liquor and matches."

Now, Zhang Shuhua didn't dare to have any rebuttals, she nodded immediately, took out the white wine from the cabinet, poured it into a bowl, and then lit the white wine in the big bowl with a match.

A flame burst out of the big bowl in an instant. Zhang Xiaotian stabilized his mind, put his hand in the white wine, touched a trace of white wine, and then quickly grabbed Ma Yufeng's tender, creamy and clean hair. The arm, the little heart trembled.

He quickly patted the alcohol-burning flame in his hand on her arm, and then patted it back and forth quickly. Soon, layers of red beads of sweat appeared on her arm. liquid, but thicker than beads of sweat.

Zhang Xiaotian took the towel from his side and wiped off the viscous liquid that emerged from her arms, and waited until he patted both arms once.

He kept his eyes on her peach that was stabbed by a poisonous scorpion, and said with some embarrassment: "Well, sister-in-law, can you turn around?"

Widow Zhang froze for a moment, and asked with a surprised face: "Why, what's the inconvenience? If it's inconvenient, it's your inconvenience."

This is correct, no matter how you say it, Widow Zhang is a woman just like Ma Yufeng, only he is a man, and he even touches Ma Yufeng, a big girl with a yellow flower.

"Then why don't you come!"

Zhang Xiaotian looked at Widow Zhang and said that she was about to walk down the kang. Seeing that he really wanted Zhang Shuhua to do it by herself, the girl became impatient in an instant, but after thinking about it, when Zhang Xiaotian's grandfather was still alive Well, isn't that the same? There are many women who come to him for medical treatment.

Now when it was Zhang Xiaotian's turn, he felt something was wrong, could it be because of his age?

"Just now my sister-in-law was just joking, hurry up, or sister Yufeng will really mess up, what should I do?"

As Widow Zhang spoke, she stretched out her hand and dragged Zhang Xiaotian back, and then he went back to the kang and lit the liquor again. If the person lying on the kang is not Ma Yufeng but the daughter of the village chief Ma Datou, Ma Xiaomei, let him go today. That girl is pretty, and if you don't touch her, she won't stop if she's so wet.

Now having said that, after all, it is not Ma Xiaomei who is lying here, but Ma Yufeng. After all, he is also a bloody man in his early twenties. How could he not have any reaction? If there is no reaction, then he must be There is another problem.

Thinking of this, after Zhang Xiaotian went up again, he said to Zhang Shuhua, the widow Zhang: "Sister-in-law, come and help her, hold her arm, or she will move around for a while."

Widow Zhang nodded, and pressed Ma Yufeng on the kang according to Zhang Xiaotian's words, and then he pressed his flaming hand on her chest, seeing that Widow Zhang's face was flushed, and she turned her head shyly.

I thought to myself, this is embarrassing, but I don’t know why I still feel a little hopeful in my heart. If I am the one lying on the kang now, I don’t know if Zhang Xiaotian will do it like this.

Zhang Xiaotian doesn't know what widow Zhang Shuhua is thinking at this moment, he is now suppressing the thoughts in his heart, trying to control his eyes not to look around.

This is a pain for Zhang Xiaotian, not to mention cleaning up Ma Yufeng's wound, but also controlling his head, and those eyes that always want to look around, which made him feel uneasy. After the wound was treated, a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

He kept crying in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then heaved a long sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a little regretful. He knew how difficult this feeling was. That sulky bitch got fucked.

In an instant, he thought of Ma Xiaomei's mother, Ma Cuihua, who was much more coquettish than the black peony Li Lanying, not to mention, she staggered when she walked, and she had that big butt, which was really eye-catching.

At this moment, Widow Zhang looked at him and asked, "Xiao Tian, ​​what should we do now?"

"It's all right, give her the pills, then apply herbal medicine, rest for a few days and she'll be fine."

With that said, he got off the kang and went to the yard to take a cold bath first to reduce the fire.

But just as he took off his clothes and was standing in the yard with only a pair of big pants ready to take a shower, the door was pushed open, and then he saw Li Lanying, the black peony, rushing in from outside. , That is a nose that is not a nose, and eyes that are not eyes.

Entering the door with his waist stuck, he shouted angrily: "Ma Yufeng, you little slut, get out of here!"

In an instant, Zhang Xiaotian was holding the water ladle, and his hand paused in mid-air was stunned in the distance. He stared at the black peony Li Lanying who entered the door in amazement and was stunned...