Little Widdow Extra 1

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"Brother Chen, go wash the clothes."

“Here I come.”

Footsteps were heard in the house, and soon, a thin young man with delicate features and a little red between his eyebrows came out of the house holding a basin of dirty clothes.

Seeing Brother Ling waiting for him at the door, Mu Xingchen smiled and said, "Sorry for the long wait. Let's go."

Ling Ge stared at Mu Xingchen's beautiful face for a while, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but sigh, "Every time I see your face, I feel sorry for you. How could you... marry such a short-lived person."

"Alas, if you could marry an ordinary man, you would probably have a baby by now."

Mu Xingchen was open-minded and said with a smile: "My family is not well off, so it's great that I can get married."

To say that his conditions were not good was actually a compliment. Mu Xingchen was the only one in his family. Although he was good-looking with a beautiful red mole between his eyebrows, no good family was willing to accept an orphan like him.

She was so hungry that she was almost dying. In order to survive, she had no choice but to agree to marry Wang Mazi, a seriously ill man at the end of the village. However, Wang Mazi died just after she entered the house, and Mu Xingchen, who was still a virgin, became a widow.

Because of this, he was not welcome in his husband's family. He had to do all the dirty and tiring work and was scolded every day.

The two of them came to the river with basins full of dirty clothes, avoided the middle-aged men fishing by the river, and found a corner to wash clothes.

While washing, Ling Ge'er began to sigh, "I may have to get married. My father said that the mole between my eyebrows is too light, and it is not easy to have children. So this time someone wrote a letter saying that he wanted to come to propose marriage, and he agreed."

Hearing this, Mu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, "Write a letter? Is it a very far place? If you get married, will we never see each other again?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Even if I get married, we can still write to each other. I will come back during the Chinese New Year."

Mu Xingchen could not hide the sadness in his eyes, because he had the bad reputation of killing her husband. Now Ling Ge'er was the only person he could talk to. If Ling Ge'er also got married, then in the future... he would have no one to talk to.

Halfway through washing the clothes, Ling Ge'er was called away by his family. Mu Xingchen squatted alone by the river washing clothes. While washing, he felt as if someone was watching him. He quickly looked around, but the nearest person was still a long distance away, and he didn't notice anyone watching him.

Mu Xingchen turned back to continue washing clothes, but the feeling of being spied on was always with him. He hid behind a big tree uncomfortably, and the feeling of being stared at disappeared.

After washing for half a quarter of an hour and preparing to rinse the clothes, a stone was suddenly thrown into the water in front of him, and the splashing water wet all his clothes.

“Tsk.”

Mu Xingchen quickly turned his head and saw the man standing behind him leaning against a tree trunk. He remembered that this man was a butcher in the village. He was very tall and strong, and was particularly scary when he stared at people motionlessly.

Mu Xingchen didn't dare to care about the other party throwing stones and getting his clothes wet, and continued to wash clothes silently.

"Little widow." Gu Qiyan strode to the back of Mu Xingchen and squatted down. His tall body completely blocked the person. If someone looked from behind at this moment, they would only see him. He leaned forward to smell the fragrance on Mu Xingchen's body, "Help me wash some clothes, too."

Mu Xingchen was terrified, his face turned pale with fear, and the unique body odor of men rushed into his nose, making him freeze and dare not move.

"I, I want to go home."

"Liar, you haven't finished washing your clothes yet."

Gu Qiyan looked at the young widow who was trying hard to stay away from him, and the corners of his mouth curved up. He shamelessly pressed his whole body against her, and put his strong hands around Mu Xingchen, holding her in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Will you wash my clothes?"

Mu Xingchen wanted to scream but didn't dare. His reputation was already ruined. If he shouted now and let him know that he was held in a man's arms, he would be thrown into a pig cage.

He was not strong enough to compete with the man behind him, so he could only compromise and said, "Here, I'll wash it for you."

“Tsk.”

Gu Qiyan pressed his face against Mu Xingchen's and inhaled the faint body fragrance into his nose, still saying obscene words, "I've been staring at you for a long time, tsk tsk tsk, I saw you bending over and sticking out your big butt to wash clothes from a distance, it's really exciting, let me touch your butt."

Without waiting for the frightened little widow in his arms to react, Gu Qiyan had already put one of his hands into Mu Xingchen's clothes. His hands had been holding knives for years, and his palms were covered with a thin layer of calluses. He was slowly rubbing Mu Xingchen's belly.

Mu Xingchen was frightened by Gu Qiyan's obscene behavior and cried. She held down her hands that were moving around in her clothes and begged, "Don't do this, please."

Gu Qiyan looked at the crying young widow with fierce eyes, kneaded her smooth skin with his big hands, and said viciously: "Stick out your tongue and let me lick it and I will let you go, otherwise I will still touch your butt."

"don't want!"

"Come on, stick out your tongue."

Mu Xingchen looked at the person walking towards them from a distance with a horrified face, and begged while crying, "We will be seen, let me go, please."

Gu Qiyan was obviously too lazy to waste any more words with Mu Xingchen. Seeing that he was unwilling to cooperate, he immediately moved his big palm that was kneading Mu Xingchen's belly down. He stopped touching his butt and only went to the penis hidden in his pants.

Realizing his intention, Mu Xingchen was so scared that she quickly turned her head and stuck out her tongue, with tears the size of soybeans falling down one by one.

Gu Qiyan's eyes became darker and darker, "You should have been obedient earlier." Then he pulled out his hand, held Mu Xingchen's head, put the pink and soft tongue into his mouth, and licked it with big mouthfuls as if he was sucking milk.

"Mmm!" Mu Xingchen had never had such an experience before. Her body became limp from being sucked by the tongue. The clothes in her hands fell to the ground as Gu Qiyan's licking became more and more intense. Tears hung in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Gu Qiyan forcefully took Mu Xingchen's tongue into his mouth, circling the soft tongue teasingly with the tip of his tongue, and then sucked it hard, licking it in a very erotic manner.

As the two people in the distance got closer and he could already hear their conversation, Mu Xingchen clenched his fists and pounded Gu Qiyan's shoulders wildly. The tears that had just stopped falling began to fall again.

Gu Qiyan grabbed Mu Xingchen's small fist, held the soft tongue in his mouth and sucked it fiercely, then moved his body back and let the little widow who was crying and almost suffocating be spared.

But looking at the red lips that he kissed, Gu Qiyan wanted to pounce on her and hold her down and kiss her.

Not only kissing, but also touching the butt.

As they talked, they got closer. Gu Qiyan glanced over there unhappily, pressed Mu Xingchen's lower lip with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "We haven't finished kissing yet, remember it first, and kiss next time."

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