Chapter 5 Pure Injury
For the reason of midsummer, it is not so hot for the two to go shopping together in the morning, and it will be much cooler. The next morning, Zhila was still singing on the tree. Murong Qingyun came to Yang's house early according to his agreement with Yang Mengmeng. As a pure man, he still wants to give her an engagement ring. After all, no matter how stingy he is, he can't stingy his own woman. As soon as he entered the door, Murong Qingyun met Yang's mother who was preparing to go out to buy vegetables, and Yang's mother was naturally happy when she saw her hairy son-in-law. After chatting for a while, Yang's mother closed the door with her backhand and ran to the vegetable market to buy vegetables with a smile on her face.
After sending off his mother-in-law, Murong Qingyun gently pushed open Yang Mengmeng's door and walked in. A floor fan blew a gust of hot wind. Yang Mengmeng wore a pink pajamas and curled up slightly to sleep soundly. She was too excited. After a long time of tossing, the energy consumption almost made her fall asleep in the early morning.
A fragrant sweat slowly rolled down from Yang Mengmeng's white neck, and the delicate sleeping posture made Murong Qingyun feel pity in his heart. She unconsciously turned over and continued to sleep sideways. Her legs were opened widely, and the wind kept blowing the hem of her nightdress, making the scenery in the skirt appear.
For Murong Qingyun, this kind of unconscious setraction is more attractive than conscious setraction. Somewhere in his body, he camped arbitrarily without the consent of his brain. Unable to bear it, he went to the door, closed it and locked it back. Busy with the trivial things of graduation, the two have not been intimate for more than a month, and it feels a little different than newlyweds.
Under such** senses, Murong Qingyun must be impatient and quickly removes all the "shackles" on his body. The wind of the fan was also pressed to the maximum by him. The monkey touched Yang Mengmeng's bed in a hurry. His predecessor slowly pressed behind her body. His left hand involuntarily touched her left chest and gently kneaded it. Without a mask, her chest was still as straight, and the soft feeling made his hands very comfortable.
Yang Mengmeng immediately woke up and struggled for a long time. She found that the person who was frivolous was Murong Qingyun, a big bad guy. Seeing him naked**, he was not angry and kicked him and said, "I'm going to die! If mom sees you like this, I have to beat you to death.
While defending against Yang Mengmeng's attack, Murong Qingyun said indifferently, "We are all engaged. I am exercising my rights. Your mother has no right to interfere.
Yang's mother is an extremely conservative woman who usually warns Yang Mengmeng not to have sex before marriage. For her who can't keep up with the times and doesn't have much culture, it's extremely rude for men and women to do that without getting married. In her home, Murong Qingyun is so bold, and her extreme behavior is also reasonable.
Yang Mengmeng continued to kick Murong Qingyun, the pervert, and added: "Engagement does not mean marriage. Don't you know who my mother is? Why don't you put on your clothes quickly, or my mother will be mad when she sees you like this.
Murong Qingyun's most primitive desire has been awakened. Of course, he will not obediently listen to Yang Mengmeng's advice and said with a bad smile, "Your mother just went out to buy vegetables. Without an hour or two, she can't come back. Let's hurry up and get the serious things done. More than a month, I really want it. Don't you want to?"
Yang Mengmeng shook her head like a rattle and coaxed Murong Qingyun and said, "No, I don't want to do it at all. Absolutely not at home. You'd better get dressed quickly. At worst, I'll accompany you to the Rujia Chain Hotel.
I don't know whether Yang Mengmeng's footwork was too good or a coincidence that he inadvertently kicked the key area under his lower abdomen. Murong Qingyun's face suddenly turned red, and bean-sized sweat slipped down from his forehead. He covered his lower abdomen with his hands and knelt on **. His head was tightly pressed against the sheet, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. For a moment, a dull look appeared on Yang Mengmeng's little face, and she was very anxious and quickly climbed to his side to see.
"Husband, don't scare me. They really didn't mean it. Let me see, did I kick you?" Yang Mengmeng asked nervously with apology.
That foot really kicked Murong Qingyun painfully, but Yang Mengmeng needed to check the requirements of the pain, which made him more or less embarrassed for a while. Although the two have been "honestly opposite each other", it is really difficult for him to accept that a girl with a sign stares at an important part of a boy. After all, it is a loss of man's dignity.
"It's okay. Fortunately, your foot almost hit the bull'seye. You kicked it badly. The person who suffers is you. Murong Qingyun endured the pain and pretended to be relaxed.
"Let me have a look or we go to the hospital?" Yang Mengmeng didn't listen to Murong Qingyun's words at all and was worried.
Murong Qingyun covered his lower abdomen and slowly moved to the end of the bed. The lust that had just burned up was extinguished in an instant. The pain slowly eased, which made him quickly touch the bed and put his underwear on, put his hands around his waist, and became alive. Yang Mengmeng knelt down and stared at his lower abdomen, without losing half of her worries. She knew that the area she kicked was the most important place for men. In case there was a long and two short, it not only harmed Murong Qingyun, but also ruined her sexual welfare with her own feet, she could only live as a widow.
"I'll still accompany you to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. I really can't rest assured." Yang Mengmeng pouted and insisted.
"No, I'm fine. You really don't believe it, or should I straighten it up? Or shall we fight side by side? Personally, I think it's better to fight side by side. After all, it can make you feel more intuitive. Murong Qingyun stared at Yang Mengmeng's handsome face and said with a bad smile on his face.
"Bad hooligan, indecent, shameless... You know how to bully me." Yang Mengmeng scolded without disturbing her, but the things she was worried about in her heart were put down.
"You'd better get up quickly, brush your teeth, wash your face, and take breakfast out. Well, it will take you at least half an hour to light up your face. If you don't hurry, we won't buy the ring." Murong Qingyun picked up his clothes from the ground and threatened Yang Mengmeng.
Yang Mengmeng first scred with Murong Qingyun and forgot to buy an engagement ring for the time being. He just sneered at him for slandering himself for wearing makeup for half an hour. Even if she is naturally beautiful, she is still a dream girl in the minds of many boys when she goes out without makeup. She rolled her eyes at Murong Qingyun and walked out of her room to wash.
Murong Qingyun looked at the door and took two steps to sit on the edge of the bed. The key areas under his body were still faintly painful. Although he comforted Yang Mengmeng, his hanging heart never let go. He took his little brother out of his underwear and said to himself while pounding his hand. Of course, Murong Qingyun hopes that there will be no adverse reactions, otherwise he will become an abandoned person. I am sorry for the ancestors of the Murong family. Although he followed his mother's surname and did not know his father's surname for the time being, he said it first in a hurry.
The "little brother" stood up again, and his body was still so strong. The dawn reappeared in front of Murong Qingyun's eyes, and he sang "Men should be self-improvement" in a good mood. He originally wanted to test his body in a relatively civilized way, but Yang Mengmeng's room had neither an island's male and female ** action gunfight film nor a magazine like Playboy, so he could only check it in the most direct way.
"... Be a good man and improve yourself every day, and hot-blooded men are better than red daylight..." Murong Qingyun sang loudly while rewearing his light gray trousers, zebra-patterned short-sleeved T-shirt, white socks and jogging shoes.
After dressing up neatly, Murong Qingyun jumped hard on the ground three times and announced to the world that he was still a 100% pure man. Yang Mengmeng returned to her room and saw an abnormal scene. She was stunned and didn't say anything. She couldn't understand what he was happy about.
Noting that Yang Mengmeng's Murong Qingyun slowly returned to a normal state, he joked and taught him a lesson: "You don't care about such an important thing. It seems that you don't care about the engagement ring. Why don't we buy it?"
"You are a stingy (QQ). Get out of here. I need to change my clothes. Yang Mengmeng laughed and scolded while coaxing Murong Qingyun out of her room. By the way, she did not forget to close the door of the room and lock it to prevent the pervert from peeping.
"Just let me review your beautiful body. It's not that I haven't seen it. You made that man ashamed. This is also a kind of interest between husband and wife. If you don't show me your body, do you still want to show it to other men? I remember a red hemorrhoid on your buttocks. Murong Qingyun said to the room with a bright smile.
"Go to hell." Yang Mengmeng's ears turned red and replied to the outside of the room.
Then, no matter how Murong Qingyun flirted with her, she ignored him. Open the wardrobe and carefully choose today's clothes. Yang Mengmeng did not reply, and he also felt bored. He sat down on the sofa in the living room and waited patiently. Girls wear makeup before going out, ranging from a few minutes to a few hours. How long will it take to wait? It depends on your own luck.
This is their privilege, so boys must and should wait. If you argue with women in a hurry, they will tell you righteously that going out brightly is not only for yourself, but more importantly, to earn face for men. After all, women are proud of themselves. To sum up, makeup is reasonable.