Squeamish Bag In The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 68

    Jiang Suisui lifted his chin, and his face was "Of course".

    But she was still too early to be happy, because Song Shiqing said, "But it’s fine if you feel like it. It’s too cold outside. You just caught a cold. Don’t catch a cold again. Repeatedly, no matter how good it is, it’s not that easy. Obedient, I'll keep it all night, and I will go home after you (sleeping in Shui) wake up."

    "I didn't tell you last time, when the wheat is cut, I will take you to the city to play? You are good tonight (Shui Shui) As soon as I sleep, I'll take you there tomorrow, okay?"

    Song Shiqing coaxed lightly, Jiang Suisui wears few clothes, and her hands are cold.

    But Jiang Suisui began to play tricks. No matter what Song Shiqing said, she insisted on staying with Song Shiqing. Song Shiqing will coax her, and she will act like a baby too.

    She shook Song Shiqing’s sleeves, and said, “I sneaked out with great difficulty. When I got here, you didn’t tell me to sit down, and you would drive me away. How can you be like you? , You don't want me at all? You said, do you not want me?"

    She set off and forced him to answer.

    Song Shiqing sighed helplessly: "I miss you."

    Even if I see each other every day, he still thinks about it. I just can't help thinking about her, thinking about her acting like a baby to herself, even thinking about her acting like a rascal.

    "That's not it." Jiang Suisui smiled on his face, and pointed to the pocket that Song Shiqing was holding in his hand. I’m not cold anymore. By the way, I can bake something to eat. If I have to keep it for so long, I have to find something to do, otherwise who can hold it.”

    Seeing Jiang Suisui insisting on this, Song Shiqing didn’t say much. NS.

    The two of them walked to the stool holding hands. Song Shiqing lifted the contents in his pocket and looked at it, only to find that there was a box of matches in it, and sliced ​​ham (rou), and he went back to the mountain and grabbed it. The half of the pheasant distributed to Jiang's family.

    They were all processed by Jiang Suisui, and they were stringed together with bamboo skewers.

    Song Shiqing went to find some pine needles nearby to ignite the fire, as well as some (dry gan) firewood, and burned a pile of fire neatly. After the fire ignited, it really wasn't cold anymore.

    There is only one stool. Song Shiqing asked Jiang Suisui to sit, but Jiang Suisui refused to sit. He pushed Song Shiqing onto the stool and sat down, leaning into his ear and said, "I have a way for both of us to sit down, do you want to try it?"

    Song Shiqing nodded and waited for her to continue.

    Unexpectedly, the next moment, Jiang Suisui sat on his lap, clasped his hands on his shoulders, with a touch of pride on his face, raised his eyebrows at him, and said, "Look, Is it right now that both of us can sit?"

    That's right, but she was too bold to take the initiative.

    Song Shiqing stretched out his hand and gently twitched her cheek, trying to educate her that she can no longer take the initiative like this in the future, if he changes other people... but when he thinks of the word'others', he feels indescribable. Restless.

    From now on, Sui Sui will only have him as a man, and where did the others come from?

    Suo (sexual xing), he swallowed the words in his mouth again, nodded and said: "Yeah."