A burst of nausea Yang Yulu rolled over and turned his back on this guy towards the compartment partition.
The middle-aged man’s eyes looked at Yang Yulu’s rounded ass and almost didn’t drool.
Because I can’t calm down, Haikui can’t settle down, and the general practice also needs an absolutely quiet place, so Haikui doesn’t practice breathing slowly like a normal person, and soon the drowsiness hits and slowly falls asleep.
He hasn’t fallen asleep naturally for several days.
There is a man floating in a white world. The man is lying flat with his eyes closed as if he were asleep. Haikui glanced at it. Isn’t this Zhou Lin? Although he is very similar to himself, Haikui knows that his past life is definitely not like this, because he has reached a fairyland and can see the essence of things. Although he and Zhou Lin have the same appearance, their souls are not the same at all, so Haikui infers that he should not be like this in his past life.
Is it that Zhou Lin, who was injured before, fell asleep again?
Haikui is guessing that he suddenly feels a shaking moment, and the picture in front of him disappears. Haikui opens his eyes and finds that Yang Yulu has fallen asleep and turned over. He lies flat with his legs straight and presses on his thighs, with one hand on his stomach and one hand straight on the shop. At this angle, Haikui can clearly see that the color of Yang Yulu’s underwear is pale pink and biased towards white.
Haikui looked around guiltily and found that all the people in this partition had fallen asleep. He got the nerve to continue looking at the center of pale pink with a dark color. Haikui concluded that it should be the color of Mao Mao’s black.
For a while, Haikui was a little excited. This feeling of still hiding half her face from us behind her guitar is the most likely to cause spiritual trembling and imagination.
Naked body unconsciously reacted again. Haikui didn’t even know that he was with this beautiful woman. His little brother raised his head several times and couldn’t count ten fingers.
And Yang Yulu’s deadly move at this time just kicked Haikui’s little brother’ Oh’. Haikui took a deep breath softly. Can you not stimulate me so much that I will suffocate?
Yang Yulu snapped his mouth again. This voice was in Haikui’s mind.
I’m a god. I can’t blame it for saying that being with beautiful women can exercise people’s heart endurance. Grandma’s father is almost tortured to death.
Haikui took a deep breath and knew that it was in the car. If anything happened, he would lose his temper. Close your eyes and take a deep breath to suppress the ripples in your heart.
After taking a deep breath for dozens of times, my heart finally calmed down. He didn’t dare to think about it at this time. As long as he thought about it, he felt the heat pulse spurting.
Suddenly, the voice of Suosuo reached Haikui’s ears, which seemed to be the voice of turning things over. Although the voice was very light, Haikui was a man of practice, and his ear strength was dozens of times stronger than that of ordinary people. He subconsciously thought about who was awake and turning things over. He subconsciously opened his eyes.
When I woke up, I saw a young man in his twenties squatting in the aisle, turning over the bag under Wang Zhonghou’s bed with one hand, and his eyes kept glancing back and forth to observe the surrounding movements at any time.
Two words popped up in Haikui’s mind: pickpocket.
However, Haikui was very upset with Wang Zhonghou’s old pervert’s eyes. Besides, it was not his own business, so he was too lazy to mind his own business. After looking at the man for a few times, he closed his eyes and said to himself, I didn’t expect there were quite a few pickpockets.
In fact, there have always been pickpockets in the train. Why didn’t Haikui find much? The main reason was that his ears and feelings were not as sensitive as they are now, so he didn’t pay attention. Now he has become an extraordinary person, and he can feel it clearly with a little trouble.
The pickpocket stood up and left gently after he had cut out. Haikui heard the slight footsteps at his feet and knew that he had left. He looked up at Wang Zhonghou, the old pervert who was still asleep and didn’t know that his belongings had been stolen.
Haikui, because they don’t have a big package, Yang Yulou’s backless bag is still a pickpocket under the pillow and naturally won’t pay him.
At five o’clock in the morning, someone woke up one after another, and Haikui also woke up. I only felt refreshed after a night’s sleep, but my waist was a little sore. Maybe it was because I was sitting for a long time. I gently lifted Yang Yulu’s legs down and enjoyed a few eyes. By the way, her underwear reached over the thin quilt and covered her stomach and knees. She turned around and twisted her hips in the aisle to relieve the fatigue of her body.
The scenery outside the window is endless green and there are rolling mountains. Haikui looks at the beautiful scenery and feels comfortable. I don’t know where I am. Looking at those mountains, Haikui knows that the more remote and Shan Ye the place is, the more yogi there will be.
After watching the scenery for a while, I simply wiped my face and washed my mouth at the junction of the carriage. Haikui turned back and found Ma Mengmeng awake, while Yang Yulu was still sleeping with the quilt sideways, which was extremely indecent.
Haikui is still wondering if this girl doesn’t know how attractive her posture is when she sleeps, and she dares to wear a pleated skirt.
Glancing at Ma Mengmeng, Hai Kui smiled at her. Ma Mengmeng was wearing jeans, but it was also very interesting to wrap her tightly around her body, which set off her well-developed legs and buttocks.
"I’m going to wash up," said Ma Mengmeng, coming down from the upper berth and going to the toilet.
Haikui subconsciously looked at Wang Zhonghou and found that the middle-aged man had woken up and was staring at Yang Yulu’s ass and snow-white thighs. Haikui dark scolded a pervert and then stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Yulu’s ass "get up lazy egg"
Wang Zhonghou’s eyes are full of light. I hope it’s him who slaps his ass.
Haikui slapped Yang Yulu’s ass, only feeling that it was really elastic. Although it was separated by a layer of cloth, it really felt like patting a big candy button.
Originally, I wanted to take a second shot subconsciously, but I felt that it seemed bad for a girl, so I had to stretch out my hand to shake Yang Yulu’s shoulder and "get up"
Yang Yulu opened his sleepy eyes and said, "Why?" The lazy and charming voice only made people feel that the bones were crisp.
Haikui has a helpless face. This girl, if a person gets on the train, it is estimated that tofu has been eaten all over. Well, fortunately, I met a sea official who is eager for public interests and righteousness, otherwise you have no place to cry.
"Hurry up," Haikui said again.
Yang Yulu pushed the quilt to the pleated skirt at the head of the bed. As her legs floated, all of them rubbed onto it, revealing the whole underwear. This girl hurriedly went to pull the skirt, but it has been completely seen by Hai Kui. The front of the underwear is painted with a monkey.
Haikui envied what a happy monkey it is to stay in that part of the beauty. It’s so interesting that this girl should buy these underwear.
Yang Yulu’s face turned red instantly. When he saw Haikui’s straight eyes, he muttered unhappily, "What are you looking at?"
Haikui smiled awkwardly: "Don’t wear such a short skirt next time."
Yang Yulou stared his one eye and went to the toilet.
Haikui turned to find Wang Zhonghou admiringly looking at himself, but Haikui knew that Yang Yulou had just been blocked by his body, and this guy should have found nothing, so he put his heart down.
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Chapter 105 A dirty lie
There are no twists and turns along the way. Ma Mengmeng is as old as Hai Kui, but she is a good student, and she doesn’t have much sense of humor. She doesn’t talk much, but she just lies on the upper bunk and has a rest.
Wang Zhonghou, a 40-year-old man, teased Yang Yulu from time to time, and was coldly sarcastic and right again and again by Hai Kui. After several reprimands, he learned much better and didn’t talk much. He just looked at Yang Yulu with his bicolored eyes and feasted his eyes.
On the morning of the third day, the train entered the territory of Fujian Province. Haikui leaned against the partition, and Yang Yulu put his feet on his lap. He became more familiar along the way, and Yang Yulu became more fearless. After all, her personality was lively. The most important thing was that she regarded Haikui as her good friend, so she was no longer shy.
Thinking that it was coming soon, Wang Zhonghou took out all his luggage and got off the bus when he got to the station. He subconsciously looked through the parcel and was surprised. He shouted, "Where’s the money in my bag? What about the money? "
His cry immediately woke the people around him, and even the passengers in other compartments looked up and rubbed their sleep to watch the scene of bustle.
Haikui was awakened by his cry, looked up and found this guy constantly rummaging through his bag. He felt funny in his heart. You are so funny. Now you just found out and closed your eyes again to ignore it.
Yang Yulu also woke up, looked at the middle-aged man, looked at Haikui again, stretched out his foot and gently kicked Haikui, and whispered, "Wake up, don’t sleep, someone has lost something."
Haikui opened her eyes, gave her a look and said, "It’s not like we lost things. Why care so much?"
Yang Yulou stared his one eye, but he felt that what Haikui said made sense, so he just looked at it and said nothing more.
But what Haikui said just now happened to be heard by Wang Zhonghou, and he was furious. "You have a ghost in your heart. You must have stolen my money."
Haikuiqi said, "What kind of shit are you spouting?"
Wang Zhonghou said loudly, "It’s definitely your boy. Seeing that I have money, you stole my money."
Haikui looked him up and down and sneered, "I didn’t see that you are dressed like a migrant worker, and you don’t want to be rich."
"Hum, your boy has no money, so you steal money. With such a beautiful beauty around you, you definitely need to spend money. Look at your boy’s hair. Where is there so much money? It’s absolutely sneaky at ordinary times!" Wang Zhonghou asserted that Haikui had stolen his money.
Hey, this guy, Haikui is too lazy to argue with him. It’s boring. "Say what you like. Anyway, I didn’t lose your money." With that, he made an indifferent gesture with his hands and looked lazy.
Wang Zhonghou was furious and said, "If you didn’t steal it, let me search it." Then his eyes pointed to Yang Yulu. "And you, you two thieves and thieves, attracted my attention. He stole money. Don’t think I don’t know."
Yang Yulu was really in distress situation when she was angry. "What do you mean, I attracted your attention? You’ve been staring at me. You don’t want to face me!"
Wang Zhonghou’s face turned red and white when he was reprimanded by Yang Yulu, and now so many people look at him and say that he is an old man. He immediately pulled down his face and said, "You are guilty, right? If you didn’t steal it, what are you afraid of? Let me search."
Said, and this guy came towards Yang Yulou, threatening to search.
Haikui was furious when he saw that Wang Zhonghou, a middle-aged uncle, had kicked his nose on his face. He kicked Wang Zhonghou, who was going to jump on Yang Yulu, away with one foot and shouted, "Get a calf."
Wang Zhonghou fell to the ground and shouted: "Robbed, help, murder for money."