The village wife is so beautiful

The stone asked Hu Cuizhu to get some charcoal fire to iron the skirt, so that the wrinkles of the skirt were revealed, so that it looked more beautiful.Hu Cuizhu changed her skirt and took the iron given by the stone and went downstairs.Stone took the skirt and told Fang Guizhi to wear it through.

"You have to take off your pants, how embarrassed!" Fang Guizhi blushed, but couldn't resist the temptation of the skirt, so he took off his pants in front of the stone.

Stone stared at Fang Guizhi and immediately felt dry and dry. The fire that Hu Cuizhu had set just now intensified.Fang Guizhi's legs were snow white, and his big pants carried the breath of the sun.The stone leaped over and pressed his face tightly.Fang Guizhi was frightened and whispered.

"Auntie, let me see." Shishi said.

"Stone, don't mess around, this is Hu Cuizhu's house." Fang Guizhi was shocked.

"Auntie, my heart is about to jump out, let me see." The stone squeezed Fang Guizhi's leg hard.

Fang Guizhi yelled out, his legs loosened, the panties of the flowered pants were torn apart by the stone, and the stone saw a black patch.Fang Guizhi cried with anger.Hu Cuizhu heard the noise and asked if Shishi was bullying Fang Guizhi.

"No, I'm sticking my fingers." Fang Guizhi said.

The stone did not dare to mess around and handed the skirt to Fang Guizhi.

"If you don't wear it, it's not mine anyway." Fang Guizhi was angry.

"Auntie, put it on and have a look, I promise to make you a more beautiful one." Shishi said.

Fang Guizhi still put it on, with a tight belt and a shorter skirt.Even so, this skirt is still beautiful on Fang Guizhi, she shows a piece of snow-white calf, which is full of charm.Stone said that with a tighter shirt, it is more fashionable than the women in the city.

"I have such a good life." Fang Guizhi smiled bitterly and turned around. She had to admit that she was really charming in her dress.

If Hu Cuizhu looks petite and lovely in this skirt, she looks slim and graceful in this dress, completely devoid of the taste of a country woman.It seems that people want clothes and horses and saddles.

"The stone, the charcoal fire is blowing red, can you bring it up?" Hu Cuizhu asked downstairs.

"You blow more vigorously, and the iron is better to set the shape." Shishi said.

Fang Guizhi hurriedly took off his skirt and put it back on his pants.Her trousers are a bit old, and they are not new in style, and a bit ugly.Fang Guizhi felt that he had fallen from heaven to hell all at once, and felt uncomfortable all over.Women love vanity, and she is no exception.Such a beautiful skirt was placed in front of him, but it belonged to Hu Cuizhu.

Hu Cuizhu brought the iron up.The stone sprayed some water on the skirt and pushed the iron along the seam.In the past, when Momma made clothes, he did all the ironing and shaping. He even thought that his craft was better than Momma.Fang Guizhi listened to the sizzling sound of the iron touching the skirt, watching the skirt become more and more stylish under the hands of the stone, and his heart was sour.This beautiful scene should have belonged to her, but it was fought by Hu Cuizhu.

Stone ironed the skirt and handed it to Hu Cuizhu.Hu Cuizhu watched it over and over again, and the more I watched it, the more I liked it, and she wished to wear it out to the villagers immediately.Fang Guizhi saw her amorous feelings and said that if the skirt was turned over in a gale, everything would be seen.Hu Cuizhu smiled and said that there were big pants inside.

"Wear a skirt without big pants." Shishi said.

Hu Cuizhu asked him what he was wearing inside.Stone smiled, dare not say.He had only seen it in Teacher Yang's closet and found it beautiful, but he couldn't describe it to Hu Cuizhu clearly in front of Fang Guizhi.

"You haven't seen it before." Hu Cuizhu smiled, thinking that Shishi was joking with her.

"Cuizhu, don't teach bad stone, he has to go to the county seat to study." Fang Guizhi said.

There was a knock on the door downstairs, and Hu Cuizhu asked who he heard the lame screaming.

"Fang Guizhi, why don't you just stay at home and run out to do! Do you want to mess with men while I'm not here?" The lame said it hard to hear.

Fang Guizhi's expression changed, and he sat on the edge of the bed in pain.

"Guizhi, don't be afraid, I'll teach him." Hu Cuizhu put down her skirt and ran downstairs to open the door.

As soon as the crip came in, Hu Cuizhu slapped and slapped him, slapped and cursed: "Clap three, there are only two women in the house, I and Fang Guizhi. Are you afraid that I will mess her up?"

Hu Cuizhu's slap was neither light nor heavy, her hands were soft and tender, and the lame third even felt a little comfortable and could not get angry.He asked Hu Cuizhu and Fang Guizhi what he was doing here.Hu Cuizhu said that Shishi made her new clothes, and Fang Guizhi came to help.

The cripple breathed a sigh of relief. Just now in the small shop in the village, a few friends said that Fang Guizhi had sneaked out of the house and was taken into the wild by someone.He hurried home, and when he knocked on the door, there was really no one in the room.Fortunately, the sister-in-law in the backyard saw Fang Guizhi and Hu Cuizhu walking together.The cripple found her home.

"Cuizhu, if Fang Guizhi is all right, I want to take her back," said the lame third.

"He misses her, doesn't he? Really, I can't stand it for a day without that. You men, maybe women are bound to die." Hu Cuizhu smiled.

"I'm afraid of darkness, she's afraid alone, come to pick her up," said the lame third.

Hu Cuizhu called Fang Guizhi downstairs, Fang Guizhi and Cripple walked to the door, remembering that the stone hadn't come down yet, called Cripple San and so on.

"You go back to work first, and the stone has to help me make a few small things." Hu Cuizhu said.

"You have to give money. The clothes made of stone are as docile as his mother's." said the lame third.

"Don't worry, I'll give the money, go back and take Guizhi comfortably, don't drop the chain in the middle." Hu Cuizhu spoke without interruption.

Fang Guizhi was afraid that she would say something more ugly, and took the cripple away.Hu Cuizhu burst into ecstasy and ran upstairs with her chest shrugged. She wanted to press the rock against the bed and ride hard.