. "Ha, such a big breath!" Mi Ting said, "One thousand acres!"

"Of course." Ma Xiaole said, "It can be regarded as a gift for me to give you, but this place is only for you, so don't treat it as for you."

"Well, saying this means you're a little drunk." Mi Ting smiled, "Of course I used it. If I really give it to me, I dare not ask for it. You think I'm a landlord."

"Hehe." Ma Xiaole smiled while shaking his shoulders, "Then I am not a landlord either. Why don't you get angry if you marry a wife, four concubines and five wives?"

"Here I come again. I think you keep saying three words and go around the woman at any time." Mi Ting said, "If you make me worried again, believe it or not, I will take you abroad?"

"Let me!" Ma Xiaole nodded blankly, "I can't do anything when I go abroad. Do you support me?"

"I didn't say it because of this consideration." Mi Ting said, "Why would you have to leave with me long ago and leave you here so restlessly?"

"Miting, in the world of two people, trust is the foundation..."

"I believe you, big head!" Mi Ting interrupted Ma Xiaole's speech very simply and took out the key to open the door. "Through various channels, I have indirectly understood the man and have no vows at all. At this stage, men's psychological advantages are still very stubborn. They always comfort women perfunctorily. No matter how good they say in person, they forget everything when they turn their heads. To put it bluntly, they burst into tears from their faces, but when they twist their necks, they grinned. Do you think men can still be trusted?"

"So, after you go abroad, isn't my existence a painful torture for you?" Ma Xiaole pinched his chin, laughed and entered the door.

"Theoretically, but not in fact." Mi Ting also went in, turned around and closed the door, and said, "Because I have figured it out, now I regard you as mine. When I come back, I find that it is not the case. Then you should be whoever you should be, and I don't want you."

"We are together, you are always so strong." Ma Xiaole lamented.

"No." Mi Ting immediately approached, "You said, who is strong at the banquet tonight?"

"When you say that, I really want to take you out for a drink for 365 days a year, 366 days."

"Oh, it seems you are really depressed." Mi Ting raised her hand to touch Ma Xiaole's face, "This is not my intention."

Ma Xiaole didn't hear what Mi Ting said, and she was completely fucked by her touch. He was not mentally prepared for this behavior. "Miting!" Ma Xiaole grabbed Mi Ting's hand excitedly, "Have you touched me?"

Mi Ting twitched hard, "You are drunk, you are drunk."

"No!" Ma Xiaole grabbed it and said, "Touch it again, touch it carefully, and touch it all over my body!" Ma Xiaole said this, a little crazy, wrapped Miting tightly, and touched her body randomly.

"Can't touch..."

What else are you talking about now? Ma Xiaole has already picked up Mi Ting in the air, walked into the room and threw it onto the bed.

"Xiaole, don't be impulsive." At this moment, Mi Ting collapsed in the bed and did not move. She knew that the more she resisted at this time, the more she would arouse Ma Xiaole's inhuman desires.

"I'm not impulsive, am I still a man!" Ma Xiaole shook her coat like a parachuting athlete and fell down quickly.

"Come on, I'll let you do it!" Mi Ting suddenly stretched out her body, spread her legs, and kicked her into the air randomly, "Don't hesitate, come up quickly!"

Now, Ma Xiaole was stunned, holding the belt that had just been unbuttoned in both hands, and looked at Mi Ting stupidly, "You, you are..."

Miting jumped up and helped Ma Xiaole tie the belt, "Okay, Xiaole, congratulations, you're awake!"

"I'm going to do it!" Ma Xiaole lowered his head and smiled, and threw himself on the bed, "Miting, I really admire you so much!"

"Don't admire me, don't blame me for not having fun." Mi Ting said, "Actually, I'm also doing my best for your own good. Don't show off for a while, and regret it after the end."

"I know, but no matter what, I am a young man with a strong spirit. You said, how can you not jump when facing a woman who is as beautiful as a flower?!" Ma Xiaole spoke sincerely.

Mi Ting looked at it and tilted her head, "What a bloody spirit? To put it bluntly, just such a small ball of things, I'll help you get it out."

"Oh?!" Ma Xiaole stood up, "How to do it?"

"You're in a hurry to listen, I'm not in a hurry to say." Mi Ting turned around and said, "Wash up quickly."

Ma Xiaole heard the sound of a 100-meter athlete and jumped out with a "scarlet" and said, "Brush your teeth!"

Half an hour later, Ma Xiaole had been lying in the bed for a long time, "Miting, are you okay?"

"without."

“What are you washing?”

“…”

"Miting, what are you washing?"

"Foot!" Mi Ting shouted, and Ma Xiao smiled happily, "It's time for me to grab your feet this time."

"no."

"What's wrong? I'm not wearing nylon socks, and I've just washed them, so I'm afraid it will smell?"

"No, but I'm ticklish."

Ma Xiaole stopped talking and washed her feet until her feet were washed, which means the work would be completed soon.

A few minutes later, Mi Ting came and lay down quietly next to Ma Xiaole, "Xiaole, can you help you get it out?"

"Don't make it out?" Ma Xiaole pulled over the quilt and covered himself and Miting with a buzzing voice, "If you don't come out, what are I waiting for for a long time!"

"Slow down..." Mi Ting "ah" and her voice came out through the twisting quilt, feeling dull.

In the dark night, the lights in Miting's room were very bright, but the quilt was still dark.

"Xiaole, don't be messy anymore, just come here."

"Where is this?" Ma Xiaole panted, "It seems like it's a hand, but it's also tide."

"No, please ask, everyone!"

"What did you say, big guy?" Ma Xiaole smiled very hard, "Then tell me how big it is?"

"You are not allowed to say anything."

...

When he woke up in the morning, Ma Xiaole showed a rare calm after the fire was relieved. Miting had already gotten up and went out to make breakfast. Ma Xiaole buried her head in the quilt and said to herself: "It's really a smell of her mother, I didn't care about smelling it last night!"

After a while, Ma Xiaole came out and was startled. Miting was standing in front of the bed with his cell phone.

"Miting, can you not be so elusive?"

"It's not that I'm elusive, but that you have a ghost in your heart." Mi Ting said, "What kind of fragrance does not smell?"

"I said there was a scent of your body in the quilt." Ma Xiaole sniffed his nose hard, looking very intoxicated.

"Then don't come out of the bed." Mi Ting stretched out her cell phone, "Look, I don't know who called it. There are almost thirty missed calls!"
Chapter completed!