strictlysupreme Chapter 223 I Know You Pretend Not to Know
Chapter 223 I Know You Pretend Not to Know
Zhang Min watched the two people gradually disappear in the night, and couldn't help stamping her feet and secretly said, "Sister, you are confused. You are walking into the tiger's mouth."
"Sister-in-law, what are you looking at?"
"Looking at you!" Zhang Min said unhappily.
Chunyu immediately chuckled, "Look, look, what are you looking at like that for? Come on, let's go take a bath before the bathhouse closes. I haven't taken a bath in a long time, I need a good soak!"
"I, I won't go!"
"Go ahead, let me rub your back!"
Zhang Min said she refused to go, so Chunyu simply carried her up.
"Hey, I, just grab a towel or something..."
"I've got it all installed!"
"You, you are in the bathhouse, don't touch me!"
"Well, if I don't touch you, I'll touch someone else!"
"No one else can do that!"
"Okay, when I get back, we'll be in the same room and I'll touch you!"
"That's not OK!"
The two of them talked and went to the bathhouse.
The spring rain is very welcome in the bathing pool.
She is tall, broad-shouldered, and covered in hair, with exceptionally strong pectoral muscles. Yes, those are not breasts, but pectoral muscles.
Except for not having that thing, she is no different from a man.
It's probably like a beautiful woman suddenly comes into the men's bathing area. She not only washes herself, but also rubs your back and asks you to rub hers.
It sounds scary, but it's even scarier in the women's bathing area.
These women who come to take a bath are always looking forward to the spring rain, as it allows them to secretly enjoy themselves without being considered an adulterer.
In the corner of the locker room, from time to time, a woman's suppressed humming could be heard.
The spring rain is so heavy that it can even throw a black bear to the ground.
Now I feel my fingers are so sore that they are about to cramp.
Jiang He was walking in the dark with Zhang Hui. Seeing that Zhang Hui was so far away from him that a horse could run between them, he couldn't help but say, "Sister-in-law, come closer!"
"No, that's not good! Let's just say it this way!"
"No, I just saw a figure floating past!"
"What?" Zhang Hui was startled and quickly moved closer to Jiang He.
"It's right over there, sister-in-law, look at that light over there, it's flickering, is it a will-o'-the-wisp?"
Sure enough, there seemed to be a candle in the distance, emitting a faint cold light and swaying constantly.
That's the light on duty at the Forestry Bureau warehouse.
But after Jiang He said this, he felt that the light was shaking constantly.
Jiang He whispered, "A while ago, a big wild boar over there killed a lot of people and caused a lot of ghost fire. I heard from the people in the office that they even asked Mrs. Lin to perform a few magic tricks!"
"No way, why haven't I heard of it?"
"How can you keep this secret to yourself? If it gets out to everyone, the director of the Forestry Bureau will be fired."
"Oh my god, it's true! No wonder I always feel so cold when I pass by there recently!"
As Zhang Hui spoke, she became more and more panicked and unconsciously moved closer to the river.
The young man's hot body pressed against hers immediately made her feel at ease.
Suddenly, Zhang Hui's body stiffened slightly.
But it was Jiang He who put his arm around her waist.
It's not winter now to wear a thick cotton-padded jacket. At most, you can wear a sweater and a coat. Moreover, Jiang He's hug went directly inside the coat and hugged Zhang Hui through the sweater.
With this hug, Jiang He secretly exclaimed, "It's really wonderful."
Zhang Hui is already in her early thirties, but her waist is still so thin that it almost hugs her.
His hand went straight around her waist and rested on her lower abdomen.
Although there is some flesh on the lower abdomen, it does not feel heavy. Instead, it is soft, tender, and moist, and feels great.
Zhang Hui's breathing almost stopped, and she wanted to push Jiang He away.
But she was afraid in her heart. The man hugged her tightly, and she was reluctant to give up this peace of mind.
Just pretend to be confused. It’s just touching your waist and stomach a few times.
Besides, there is a sweater between us.
Another piece of meat is indispensable.
Anyway, we're almost home.
Men, when it comes to things like this, always take advantage of every opportunity.
Seeing that Zhang Hui didn't hide, he suddenly became bolder. After rubbing her for a few times, he began to pull her sweater. Although the sweater was soft, it was still a layer of separation.
Jiang He felt that he had just touched her a few times. Just when he pulled up the sweater and touched the smooth waist, he arrived at Zhang Hui's house.
Zhang Hui panted slightly and said to Jiang He, "We're home!"
"Oh, I haven't told you about Zhao Minghui yet. How about I go in and have a drink of water?"
Zhang Hui swallowed her saliva, moistened her throat, and said with a bit of dryness: "Goodbye, it's too late, let's do it tomorrow!"
"Well, that's fine. Go inside, lock the door, close the windows, and no matter what noise you hear, don't open the door."
"Ah? What's going on again?"
Jiang He whispered, "I heard from Mrs. Lin that there were so many deaths recently that there was a King of Sadness, the King of Ghosts.
That thing is so evil, it will call your name in the middle of the night.
At this time, you must pretend not to know, pretend not to hear. If you see it and respond to it, it will take your soul away! "
Zhang Hui is already in her thirties, not a teenage girl.
She naturally knew that Jiang He was trying to scare her on purpose.
But she knew that Jiang He was trying to scare her, but she was still afraid. After all, more than ten or twenty people died a while ago, and that was a fact.
Many people saw when the bloody bodies were lifted up.
The image of the broken and bloody corpse became clear in her mind.
Jiang He knew it was a success as soon as he saw her expression. He turned around to leave, and sure enough, Zhang Hui's slender hand grabbed his sleeve.
"Dajiang, why don't you come into the house and have a drink of water, then tell me about Zhao Minghui and see how we can handle this!"
"No, it's too late!"
Zhang Hui rolled her eyes at Jiang He, then turned and walked towards the courtyard: "It's up to you to come in or not!"
Jiang He chuckled and quickly followed in.
After entering the house, Zhang Hui took out a red thermos with a big "happiness" character on it and poured a glass of water for Jiang He. Then the atmosphere suddenly became strangely quiet.
Zhang Hui's heart was pounding and her face felt very hot.
Now she no longer thought about the corpse or the ghost king, she was just nervous.
When she looked up again, she saw Jiang He staring at her, admiring the particularly seductive femininity of this woman in her early thirties.
Zhang Min was startled and stood up in a panic. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. She said in a panic, "I, I'm going to sleep first. You, you can drink some water and leave."
As Zhang Min said this, she took off her shoes and got on the kang. She didn't even bother to spread the mattress. She just pulled the quilt over and covered herself with it, covering her head like an ostrich.
Jiang He looked at her feet exposed outside the quilt, wearing plaid socks, tightly curled up, and couldn't help swallowing.
So Jiang He moved a stool and sat on the edge of the kang, then reached out and gently tickled the soles of his feet.
Zhang Hui let out a light groan and tucked her feet into the quilt.
Jiang He reached out to pull, but Zhang Hui hooked her feet to avoid it, and both of her socks were pulled off.
Then, the pair of feet were pulled out by the river.
Zhang Hui was covered with the quilt and felt only that her feet were being grabbed by the man's hot hands, being rubbed and touched, which made her feel very itchy. Then she clearly felt him kissing her.
Zhang Hui was very curious. What kind of habit did Dajiang have? He didn't even mind that his feet were dirty.
Jiang He is so old now in his two lives combined. Even though he is in his twenties in this life, he cannot change his bad habits from his previous life.
When Zhang Hui was about to lift the quilt and get up, she suddenly felt a strange heat on her feet.
She has been through this before, so she naturally knows what it is.
Oh my God, what on earth is this guy Dajiang doing?
Is this kind of thing possible?
After a long time, Jiang He showed no sign of stopping, and Zhang Hui even subconsciously learned to put the soles of her feet together.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Hui felt her feet go empty. It seemed Jiang He had had enough fun and was about to leave.
Zhang Hui still felt empty inside.
But immediately afterwards, the quilt was lifted and her calves felt hot again. It was Jiang He who kissed her feet, crawled into the quilt, and moved upwards little by little.