Chapter 267

"It's me!" Suzuki Naixi's thin voice came from the darkness. She was also afraid of being kicked to death by Dongmei. The rabbit kicked the eagle directly. She quickly squeaked. Dongmei hesitated a little. She was like a swimming fish and had got into Dongmei's quilt.

Dongmei lowered her voice and asked, "what are you doing here?"

Suzuki Naixi lifted the quilt up and covered both of them in the quilt. Then he took a small flashlight and lit the book on his hand. He asked with some difficulty, "short white gourd, I can't sleep. Let's read together?"

Suzuki Naixi couldn't sleep either. Lying there recalling the events of the day, he suddenly remembered the Marquis thad, which had read a few pages. The mountain village was boring, so she felt it out and read a few more pages. Suddenly, she was a little out of breath. She hurried to find Dong Mei and thought about watching it together. The discussion should be less exciting.

Dongmei looked at the title of the book, couldn't help staring at Suzuki Naixi, lowered her voice and angrily said, "are you crazy?" is this what the two girls should do? What kind of daughter, the daughter who reads little h books in the middle of the night?

Suzuki Naixi smiled and said, "I'm not crazy. I just want to know. Do you understand that...?"

Dong Mei was stunned and asked in a guilty way, "don't you understand?"

Suzuki Naixi said with a smile, "of course I understand. I'm not afraid you don't understand?"

Dongmei sniffed: "I must understand better than you. I got full marks in my physical health class!"

Suzuki Naixi disdained to smile, as if no one could get a full score in the exam, but she didn't want to quarrel with Dongmei at the moment. She just shook her book again and whispered in her quilt, "then we all know. Let's enjoy it from the perspective of art? Are you... Afraid?"

Dong Meixin was more empty, but she still said, "I'm not afraid!"

"Let's read two pages?" Suzuki Naixi was very curious. She didn't understand what happened between men and women.

"Then read... Read two pages!" Dong Mei hesitated. She didn't understand. She was inevitably curious, although she instinctively felt that she shouldn't read it.

Suzuki Naixi adjusted her posture, lay side by side in the quilt with Dongmei, gently opened the book and lit it with a flashlight. Before Dongmei saw it, her lips were dry and her tongue was dry. She looked at it with shame to avoid Suzuki Naixi asking her who the protagonist was. She couldn't answer.

It's a little fascinating... Can it still be like this?

Suzuki Naixi also looked hot and asked in a trembling voice, "short white gourd, have you... Have you ever been kiss?"

"Of course... Of course, kiss, didn't you?" Dongmei instinctively lied to prevent falling into the disadvantage.

"I have, too. I'm just asking if you have!"

"I must have!"

"What's that feeling... No, I'm asking who you've been with kiss?"

Dongmei couldn't answer. After holding for a while, she said, "you say it first!"

Suzuki Naixi didn't say a word. After a long time, he said, "in fact, we haven't had it?"

Dongmei said sadly, "my mother said that girls should respect themselves!"

Suzuki Naixi whispered, "is it right to avoid a boy who wants to kiss you?"

Dongmei disdained and said, "not only do you want to avoid, but also blow his dog's head... What are your hands doing? What are you touching me... What are you touching me for?"

"No, it's this paragraph in the book... Do you feel soft into mud?"

Dongmei's small body was very sensitive. She was rubbed by Suzuki. She really lost her strength. She quickly grabbed Suzuki Naixi's ass and said angrily, "take your hand away!"

"You hurt me, my skin is very tender!" Suzuki Naixi's body is more sensitive and really soft. He murmured, "short white gourd, let's try kiss?"

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The next morning, Hideki kithara woke up early.

The main reason is that he went to bed too early last night. The mountain village is lack of recreational activities. It is different from the work and rest time in the city. Sleeping at more than ten o'clock seems to be very late for the original owner's parents, but from his point of view, more than ten o'clock is the beginning of the night.

It's late in winter. It's still gray outside the window, but it's a little bright. Kithara xiuci went to wash lightly, and then strolled into the yard.

He walked around the long house and wanted to find some work. However, although dazang village is remote, it doesn't use livestock such as cattle and horses. Beiyuan family has never raised pigs and chickens, and the yard is very clean. There's nothing to do at all.

He found the firewood pile all the way, looked at the stake, looked at the axe, and carefully ordered the quantity of firewood. He thought it should be no problem to supplement some more, so he began to chop firewood with light hands and feet.

[ancient sword technique] it's also good for chopping firewood, which is similar to chopping people. His power control is perfect. He can split the firewood without making too much noise to wake the sleeping people.

Chopping firewood is a kind of repetitive physical labor, but it is fascinating to chop it for a long time. Watching the sawn dead wood - this is a dead tree in the mountains and forests, and the tree also has a long life - observing the texture of the cylindrical dead wood section, avoiding the nodules on the trunk, concentrating, calm, relaxed joints and controlling the rhythm, I can't stop when I chop.

Gradually, his mind was empty and he felt comfortable both physically and mentally.

"Xiuci, is this cut back?"

Beiyuan xiuci was engaged. Suddenly, she heard a curious inquiry from Xueli. The rhythm was chaotic. An axe tilted and broke the firewood out. Xueli stretched out her hand and caught it tightly - she was a little fascinated just now. Beiyuan xiuci used only three parts of her own power to chop firewood, mainly the weight of the axe, and the remaining seven parts of her power, It is mainly used to control the axe not to make too much noise when it hits the wooden pile, which is the same as the principle of virtual cutting turning cross cutting in case of grid block.

Beiyuan xiuci tilted her head and looked into the snow. She saw her sitting there in the mist in the mountains. She kept looking at the firewood in her hand. She couldn't help laughing and asked, "did you wake up?"

The snow shook his head and said happily, "no, I slept too early last night and woke up early in the morning... Can I try, xiuci?"

She looked for a while and wanted to play.

Kithara xiuci handed her the axe and put a log on it. Xueli weighed the axe in his hand, raised it with one hand, straightened it, and then looked at the log attentively.

Hideki kithara retreated behind her. Generally, chopping firewood is a person's job. More than one person is prone to accidents with flying wooden thorns or axes, but of course he doesn't matter. He was about to tell Xueli what he had learned from chopping firewood just now. As soon as his eyes coagulated, he swung his axe and chopped it on the log. The log was also very happy. With a bang, it was divided into two and flew left and right.

Beiyuan xiuci picked her eyebrows and found that the snow naturally cleaved along the texture, perfectly avoiding the trunk nodules - she should have cleaved firewood for the first time, but she felt very spiritual... Why don't you have this talent in learning?

After pondering in the snow for a while, she whispered, "you are still stronger. Xiuci, my control is much worse than you, and my voice is so loud." xiuci kithara cut down with an axe silently, and the firewood tilted on both sides but can't fly, which is different from her effect.

Kithara xiuci smiled and said, "it's already very good!" Xueli is much stronger than him in normal state, and it's more difficult to control. He doesn't think Xueli is worse than him.

There is not much competitive spirit in the snow. Although she is not as angry as Beiyuan xiuci, she likes to play. It seems very interesting to see firewood cutting. She doesn't want to return the axe to Beiyuan xiuci. She sets up firewood by herself, "Hey, hey" there.

Soon, spring vegetables, summer weaving and summer yarn also heard the sound and found the backyard. Even Beiyuan Yihua looked at it for a while and left when he saw that there was no problem.

The early morning in the mountains was very cold. Xia zhixia yarn was not suitable for the moment. She gently sucked her nose and shrunk her head in cold, but she still took a mobile phone to take pictures in the snow - Xueli and Beiyuan xiuci were famous in the Kendo circle of colleges and universities. They always rubbed the heat and often cheated fans with the photos of Beiyuan xiuci and Xueli.

They are going to take a group of photos, named "how the female devil head is trained", that is, a good swordsmanship in the snow is cut out by chopping firewood. I believe this will certainly attract a lot of attention.

Beiyuan xiuci didn't care about them either. She turned to Chuncai and asked, "where's your eldest sister?"

Suzuki often sleeps until noon, but Dongmei is a model of getting up early and working early. She usually brushes her teeth with him. Why didn't she see anyone today?

Chuncai looked at her second sister chopping firewood in a fancy way and said quietly, "elder sister hasn't woken up yet. I think it's still early. I want her to sleep a little longer. Shouldn't it matter, o'nissan?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter... Is Suzuki going to get up?"

Chuncai shook his head: "sister Suzuki doesn't know."

One of Xia Zhi and Xia Sha interposed next to one: "she and her eldest sister sleep together. We should get up together later, Ernie sauce."

Kithara xiuci picked her eyebrows and slept together? Are we getting together again? These two guys... Keep a room. Children don't know if they have done anything. It's too careless. If they hear anything, it will affect children's physical and mental health.

But he couldn't manage this kind of thing. After looking at the snow for a while, he chopped a lot and said with a smile, "enough, in the snow, it's almost enough."

It's humid here. There are too many splits at one time. It's easy to be damp there. There's a lot of smoke when burning a fire. It's better to keep the logs in good condition.

The obedient snow stopped his hand, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, nodded repeatedly and said, "I have a little income, a little income."

Then she swung two axes in the air. It seemed that the axe was more suitable for her, and xiuci Beiyuan couldn't help picking her eyebrow again - splitting firewood. Have you improved your swordsmanship? Or are you going to use a Xuanhua axe in the future?

He didn't care what the funny goods had learned, so he asked everyone to come in and get ready for breakfast. Today, he planned to take them around the neighborhood. After all, he came once. Although it is a poor rural area, he had to do his best to show them the scenery here.

A group of them started together, piled the firewood into the firewood shed, and then went in to wash their hands and eat. At this time, Dong Mei hobbled out with a pair of panda eyes and an extremely ugly expression on her little face

Beiyuan xiuci was stunned and asked, "is there any discomfort?" he felt that the little radish head ran dozens of kilometers without sleep all night.

Dongmei was depressed. Last night, she read little h book with Suzuki. After watching Suzuki, she rubbed it up. After rubbing it twice, she became soft. Finally, they fell asleep together. As a result, they almost couldn't get up in the morning - fortunately, she had good willpower. She remembered that she was at Beiyuan's house and just got up with a small milk tooth.

Embarrassed to mention what happened last night, she tilted her head and muttered, "leave me alone! Eat!"