Today, since seeing Li Xiuyuan back to the road, the heart has been warmed up, and she has no mind to do anything about needlework, and she always wants to take a time to visit the young master, and he also looks forward to seeing if the young master hates his mountain village widow.

Especially when she thought of what Wang Ao had said a few days ago, she was a little embarrassed.

However, in the end, it was still unbearable, so according to the richness of Aunt Wang, prepared some exquisite dishes, put on a pot of wine, and held the name of thanking, so he carried the food box and went to the mountain with a little bright meaning.

Leaving the village and walking on the mountain road to Taoguan, Du Widow was still excited, and some shyness was slightly lower her head.

Today, she deliberately took a hot bath, even the long-awaited hair was taken down, combed a large braid in front of her, the black braids have not dried, with a few water vapors,

And Du Widow today did not wear the old clothes on weekdays, changed new clothes, is rarely worn blue print skirt, but the clothes are a little out of place, feel a lot smaller than the previous wear, the chest of the clothes are supported some high ups, some people, it seems to be to the clothes to support the same.

This left her with some restraint in her chest.

"I didn't know I wasn't wearing this dress."Her heart sighed.

But that is to say, but there are some expectations after meeting the young master, will the young master look more?

Didn’t the young master say that he was too big for himself?

The widow felt a little hot, but she felt like a bad woman who was carrying a man to steal a man, but she thought of the man as a young master, but she could not help but be willing, afraid that the young master could not see himself.

But it was this kind of nonsense, waiting for her to return to God, but found that she was going to afork.

Du Widow found herself having left the road leading to the road, along a path not knowing to come to the hillside.

Looking in the direction of the road view, I found that the mountain of Taoguan was biased with itself.

He stinged his mouth, but he hurried to choose the way back, but the time was late, and the wine and vegetables were cold.

But he walked for a while, and the widow saw an old dead dead tree in the little mound not far away, and there seemed to be a man standing under the dead tree, who seemed to be beckoning to himself.

"It's the young master."

The widow’s eyes were bright, but they were surprised.

It was not someone else standing under the dead tree, but Li Xiuyuan, who was thinking about her, and at this moment Li Xiuyuan was wearing a black dress, smiling, constantly waving at her, indicating her to come this way.

Du Widow was happy, and she wanted to meet him in the past, but after a few steps, he saw that the road in front of him was broken, and the weeds were all around, and it seemed that no one had come for a long time.

“Why is the young master there?”She has some doubts.

However, seeing that Li Xiuyuan was constantly waving his hand, Du Widow was also anxious, so she hurried over the weeds to Li Xiu, and finally it was difficult to cross the weedy wasteland and came to this dead tree.

"Young master, why are you here?"The widow's exultation was a little embarrassed.

Li Xiu, who was dressed in black, did not speak, but pointed to Du's little mouth with a smile, and then pointed to his lips, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Du Widow suddenly blushed: "Young master, how can this be, I am a widow, and how bad is this deserted mountain."

Li Xiu, who was dressed in black, still pointed to her small mouth, showing a little urgent color.

Du Widow saw that the young master was a little anxious, and she was soft and ashamed: "Don't worry about the young master, I can't do it according to you?"I just want the young master not to hate me."

Then he tipped his feet and narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was full of heat, and he was full of heat, with his shyness and expectation, and the small mouth was sent to the past, where there was a half unwilling to look.

But now Li Xiuyuan shook his head again.

“What’s the matter, Master?”The widow looked red.

Li Xiuyuan pointed to a few stepping stones next to the finger, and pointed to the foot of Du widow, who seemed to say that your height was not enough, could not kiss, and had to take a stone pad.

“Young master, can’t you follow me a little?”Du Widow said.

Li Xiuyuan still did not say, just pointed to the stone, and then pointed to his own mouth, some eager, seems to have been unable to wait.

“What do you say, young master, I can’t do it for you?”

Du Widow was afraid that the young master was disgusted with himself, and hurriedly moved a few stones beside him, folded them together, and then stepped on them.

That makes up for the height.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan smiled and met as if he wanted to kiss Du Widow.

Du Widow also took the girl-like coquettishness and took the initiative to raise her face and send her small mouth.

The two of them kissed together, but Du Widow felt a smell coming from her mouth, which seemed to be the smell of the big young master's mouth.

Wasn’t the Lord already eating fish?

Du Widow could not help thinking this way, but at this moment, she felt the young master's arms open and hug his neck, and it seemed that the kiss was getting harder and harder.

“Big, young master.”Du Widow was also mesmerized, her face full of crizziness, raised her head, and met the man's request.

But time gradually passed, she only felt that the young master's self pulled tighter and tighter, and some breathless.

"Master, let me breathe."The widow muttered.

But Li Xiuyuan did not return to her, still hugged her tightly, just wanted to kiss her.

Gradually, Du Widow only felt that her head was dizzy, and seemed to be snot in the arms of the young master, but she did not contradict her, but she felt that it was also very good in the grand master's arms.

At this moment, the cool wind hit, and the body of Du widow swung slightly.

I felt that the young master was uneasy.

However, from the side, where there is another Li Xiuyuan figure, only a dead tree, in this dead tree branch hanging a grass rope with some years, the rope tied a knot, like a hanging rope.

And Du Widow is a head into the rope, the tightness of the cover, a white face at the moment holding red, but Du Widow seems to be unconscious, closed eyes, the face does not show the color of pain, but show a little pleasure and enjoyment, it seems to be indulging in a certain illusion.

The small mouth opened slightly, a tongue vomited outside, and the mouth water came out.

The footstones at the foot, not knowing when they had kicked off a piece.

Soon, with the body of Du Widow, the stepping stone kicked off another piece.

At this time, Du Widow all hung on the grass rope, the whole people slightly twitched, but the mouth is still mumbling: "Big, young master, you are too tight, I can't breathe..."

At first, Du Widow could still open her mouth and murmur, but when she came back, she did not even have the strength to speak, and the whole person seemed to faint with lack of oxygen.

But when the Dou Widow breath is about to pass.

The grass rope, hanging a dark shadow, this black shadow with the swing of the rope and slightly swinging, seems to have to be integrated with the body of Du Widow.

“Oh, huh!”

Suddenly, a whistling sound passed, and suddenly an arrow flew from a distance, and an arrow broke the grass rope, and passed through the dark shadow, and nailed the dark shadow to the dead tree.

Because the force is too strong, the feather tail is still slightly trembling.

"A hanged ghost still dares to find a substitute in front of me, and believe that the soul of you who hit me is flying."

A calm and powerful voice sounded, but I saw a handsome young man wearing a brocade, holding a three-stone bow and carrying a large gun, striding from the mountains.

“Shut up!”

The rope was broken, and Du Widow immediately fell to the ground.

Li Xiuyuan rushed to take a look and glanced at Du's widow's nose, but saw that her breath was weak, sometimes not.

"Not good."

He looked suddenly aside, hastily put down his bow and arrows, and tore away from Du's widow's skirt, allowing her to breathe.

But this does not seem to be useful, and the widow of Du, who is haunted by the hanging ghost, seems to have a certain time, not to get better.

Li Xiuyuan could not take care of so much, pinch her nose, take a breath, and pour his mouth into her mouth.

I have never eaten pork or seen a pig run.

These first-aid methods, Li Xiuyuan still know, did not come to this world to forget.