First Beauty and Uncle 1

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Yu Yingying looked at the small arms and legs of the original owner. This was when the original owner had just arrived at the residence at the age of five. It was just what I wanted. The feelings need to be cultivated.

Yu Yingying looked at the surrounding environment. This was the outer courtyard. The mistress of the waiting house had passed away for two years. Her uncle was afraid that she had just come here by herself, and her servant criticized her for such a small child, so he brought her to the outer courtyard to raise her.

At this time, Zhenbei Hou Yu Chengyi was practicing in the yard. The original owner and his uncle lived in the same yard and two rooms next door.

The little man got up secretly, did not disturb the maid, looked at the man practicing outside the house, topless, holding a long spear in his hand, his movements were clean and neat, his eight-pack abdominal muscles were firm and strong, and sweat flowed through. Looked red and red.

"Uncle is great, great"

Hearing the little girl's voice, the man stopped, looked at the snowball-like figure, walked over and touched the little girl's head.

"Why did Yingying wake up so soon, do you want to sleep again?"

"Uncle, I dreamed of A-niang, and A-niang said that she and A-da went far away. From now on, uncle will be the closest person to me."

Yu Chengyi was stunned. It turned out that the little girl usually saw him hiding like a mouse and a cat. It was the first time that she took the initiative to talk to him today. It turned out that it was her younger sister who had asked her to dream. , Father of Beihou of the old town died on the battlefield, and his mother died shortly after mourning. He and his younger sister depended on each other. Later, the younger sister married to Jiangnan and never met again.


Yu Yingying intends to slowly cultivate feelings by moisturizing things in a silent way, so that her uncle will slowly accept her intimacy. She doesn't have much time. After five years, Zhenbeihou will be sent to the border to guard the north, and she will not return until she is sixteen.

Everyone in the Hou Mansion was very surprised. The young lady who had always been most afraid of Master Hou had been stuck to Master Hou recently, eating and sleeping together. The five-year-old child suddenly died of both parents, and being close to the only elder outsider would not think much about it.

Yu Yingying is very satisfied with the current progress. These days, she ate and lived with her uncle, and sometimes asked her uncle to help in the bath. Yu Chengyi also liked this sweet torture.

The little guy likes to cling to him. It’s too late to be happy, how could he push it out, so there is such a situation, a little girl fell asleep and rolled into his arms, her little tongue was still licking two purple grapes on his chest, From time to time, his little feet stretched into his crotch, and sometimes his little butt rubbed his clone, making him wonder what to do.

Originally wanted to let the little girl sleep by herself, the little guy cried in the middle of the night and said that he had a nightmare, and went back to his bed.

The front yard of the Zhenbei Houfu was heavily guarded, so there were basically no maids. The one who followed Yu Yingying was an old mother in the mansion, so even though he knew that Hou Ye was not in compliance with the rules, no one would dare to say anything.

Time flies quickly. Yu Yingying is eight years old, and the little girl is getting older and older. Recently, her uncle started to move her to the backyard, but she was frightened back by the little girl’s tears.

It's almost a year before my uncle will go to the border, so she won't let go of this year's chance to get along. The little girl stayed in the front yard for the sake of her righteousness and asked her uncle to teach her martial arts. Let her squat for an hour. In less than half an hour, she will look at you with tears in her eyes. The soft-hearted Hou Ye can only teach you a little bit every day.

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