Song Wen pinched the cow's milk, and the warmth from his hands made his heart tremble again.

To be honest, he is still a virgin, not the second man who has the eldest son and the second man, but the real virgin who has not experienced any experience in the first brother.

He always thought that people should have their own bottom line and not let desires control their hearts. Therefore, although they have been through countless snow peaks over the years, they have never passed the pass.

It’s not that he can’t do it, it’s just that he can’t.

He is a responsible man who runs around all year round and always thinks that he can't give his women a stable home, so he has never tried the relationship between men and women, but just keeps his feelings in his heart.

He disdains when he plays a show; he doesn't like Princess Liuying.

Once he wants it, once he aims at the target, he will be his favorite and only good companion in his life.

In fact, he is a long-lasting person. In today's society, in which good men are destined to be extinct, he is also the best.

Song Wen pinched the cow's milk. Seeing that there was no milk flowing out, he couldn't help but wonder. He pinched it again, but there was still no milk. After all, he still had no milk. After all, he was so anxious that his forehead was slightly sweaty.

The big buffalo was a little annoyed by him, so he turned around and shouted, stepped on the ground impatiently, aiming at him. He seemed to be saying, would you milk?

Song Wen saw it and hurriedly accompanied him, saying, "Brother, sister, oh..., it should be an aunt, aunt. It seems to be too old, so call you elder sister? Sister Niu, I am a newbie, just be patient, just endure it."

As if his words had worked, the big buffalo smacked his lips, mooed, and turned his head away.

On the mountain road, a small car slowly drove towards Song Wen's house.

The driver was Huang Xiaojun, who was so bloody that Song Wen told him last time, and the person sitting inside was Song Hu's family.

After a while, when they arrived at the parking lot, several people got out of the car and walked over the wooden bridge that was built on the stream.

Walking on the bridge, the flowing water is flowing on both sides, and the bamboo forest in front of me is green. A small courtyard is located not far away, like the mountain residence of an ancient hermit, like a dream and a illusion, not like the world.

Huang Xiaojun saw it and exclaimed: "What a good place."

Today, she is still wearing a Hanfu style dress. She casually tied her hair bun, and two chopstick-like hairpins were inserted on it. The breeze was gently caressed, her sleeves were slightly raised, and her hair was fluttering, which set off her watery eyes, tender skin, and jade face, like a fairy who had been exiled to the mortal world.

When Song Hu heard that she praised her good buddy, he felt honored and said stinkingly: "Of course, if it's not a good place, the boy will not live in a good building. Build the house here."

Several people walked and came to the yard while talking.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Song Yuanshui clearing the bloodstains left by killing wild boars in the yard, but Song Wen was nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle San, where is Awen?" Song Wen asked Song Yuanshui.

"Go to the back to milk. You guys come and sit inside. I'll call him."

Seeing that there was another guest besides Song Hu's family, Song Yuanshui quickly put down his work and wanted to go in and call Song Wen.

"No, I'll go and applaud."

As he said that, Song Hu walked towards the backyard.

Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun were also a little curious, so they greeted Song Yuanshui and walked in with Qiqi.

Song Wen squeezed, pulled and pinched, but still couldn't squeeze out half a drop of milk. Finally, he became ruthless and squeezed the cow's milk hard.

The big buffalo was pinched and hurt. He raised his head and mooed hard, and threw his tail hard on the back of Song Wen's head.

Song Wen knelt on one foot for a long time, and was a little numb. He was caught off guard by the big buffalo and immediately fell to the ground.

At this moment, he squeezed, pulled and pinched the cow that had not had a drop of milk for a long time. The milk suddenly secreted milk and fell on his head. His body, the milk fell on his hair and back. How strange it looked.

You mother, Song Wen didn't expect this would be the case and immediately started to curse hatefully.

At this time, a drop of milk flowed down from his hair and fell into his mouth. He tasted it and it seemed a little salty.

"Well, what does it taste?"

Suddenly, a smell came from the nose. After careful smelling it, it seemed like the smell of cow shit.

After looking carefully, I couldn't help but curse, your grandfather's.

It was so terrible that there was a pile of cow dung on the spot where his face was lying down. Although the cow dung had been removed, the marks were still there and some remained. When he lay down, his face was just sticking to that place.

No wonder I just felt that the milk was a little salty, mom, it was clearly supplemented, you xxoo.

Song Wen cursed hatefully and got up from the ground.

At this time, Song Hu happened to walk in and saw him standing next to the big buffalo. He asked, "Awen, have you finished squeezing milk? It's time to eat, my stomach is all..."

Song Wen turned around when he heard his voice.

When Song Hu saw it, he immediately grew up and was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were almost protruding.

No wonder he was like this. Song Wen was so stunning at the moment. His face was black and some milky milk was stained with milky milk. Several weeds were placed on it between his hair, milky milk was scattered between them, and there was a black piece on his mouth. When he looked closely, it seemed to be cow shit...

"Ah...Awen, what's wrong with you? Aren't you milking? Why did you squeeze like this?"

Song Hu asked with concern, but the cracked corner of his mouth betrayed his heart at this moment. Needless to say, he must have burst into laughter in his heart.

Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun, who were following behind, couldn't help laughing when they saw Song Wen's appearance. After a while, they seemed to find that they were a little too unreserved. They quickly lowered their heads and held back their laughter, but their trembling shoulders betrayed their expressions at this moment.

Black smoke came out from Song Wen's head. Unexpectedly, such an embarrassing scene was seen. His face turned red for a moment. He didn't know whether he was shy or angry. He didn't care about saying hello to them, and quickly ran back to the room to take a shower. There was a burst of laughter from behind. No matter how hard he saw it, he knew it was Song Hu.

Song Wen went back to the room and rubbed it hard several times inside and outside, left and right, but he still felt a smell of cow dung and milk on his body. I don’t know if it was a psychological effect.

Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun took Qiqi to look at bamboo rats in the yard. Song Hu was very bored. When he saw the puppy sleeping by the threshold, he walked over to tease him. I remember that when he and Song Wen went to buy it, they were not that big, but unexpectedly, they had a bigger circle after a few days. Song Hu kept harassing the puppy with his fingers. The puppy opened his eyes and glanced at him, as if he recognized him, turned around and continued to sleep.

Song Hu did not let him go, and kept scratching his chin and body with his fingers, just to prevent him from sleeping. Now it annoyed, bit Song Hu's finger, screaming "humph", and even grabbed his finger and dragged it back.

Song Hu didn't care, just twitched his fingers, but he didn't expect that the puppy would bite him tightly and wouldn't let go. Now he panicked and quickly shook his fingers hard. Suddenly, he felt a little pain. After a closer look, his fingers were bleeding. Only then did he realize that the puppy seemed to have teeth. He quickly shouted inside: "Awen, Awen, come quickly, the puppy is biting."

Song Wen just came out, looked at him, and said helplessly: "Why are you doing it? The puppy has no teeth, why are you calling out?"

"Toothing, look."

Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun also walked over to see Song Hu's cry. Huang Wenfeng was even more angry and scolded him, but his expression looked careless.

Seeing Song Wen come out, the puppy let go of his biting finger and ran behind Song Wen. However, he still shouted at Song Hu "should it be" and it smelled like a dog tyrannical master.

Song Wen picked up the puppy, opened its mouth and found that it was really toothed.

The puppy was still "should" beeping, and Song Wen quickly comforted it. After it calmed down, he put it down and let it play by itself. Then he went inside to get anti-inflammatory medicine to clean Song Hu's wounds.

Fortunately, the little guy just had teeth and only bite a little bite of his skin, otherwise Song Hu would have suffered this time.
Chapter completed!