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【124】The sweet rice

There is a special paddy field in a mountain city called Xijiang. Because of the strong soil and water quality, the rice produced is one of the best, regardless of appearance, taste, nutrition and taste. During the Qing Dynasty, every rice harvested in this land had to be handed over to the government and sent to the Forbidden City as tribute rice for the emperor and his family to eat after liberation. The rice produced in this land was sent to Zhongnanhai. Ordinary people could not eat this rice, but the mountain city was close to the water. Lin Ziwen asked someone to buy a sack of Xijiang tribute rice left by local rice farmers at a high price a few days ago. Bai Hong or Di Yi Jia came to eat it.

After talking about the rice, Bai Hong snorted, walked to Lin Zi's tattoo and looked up and down a few times. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled out the hem of his clothes tucked in his pants, and grabbed the belt.

What is she doing? Lin Ziwen's mind was full of dirty thoughts, rape, molestation, and hooliganism. When she was not careful, the kitchen knife in her hand almost fell to the ground. Lin Ziwen quickly put it back on the chopping board. Bai Hong ignored the almost hurtful kitchen knife and broke Lin Ziwen's belt with her hand and asked, "Why did it change again? Where did the one I tied two days ago?"

Even a fool can guess that Bai Hong must have known the belt lent to Xiao Jing. Lin Ziwen said with a smile: "Your child is hungry, let's serve the rice first, and listen to me to you while eating."

"Okay, I see how you make it up." Bai Hong put on Lin Ziwen's belt, washed his hands by the pool, and served two bowls of rice.

Lin Ziwen asked herself that she had done nothing wrong, and didn't care that Bai Hong was making a little angry. She hummed the song while mixing the cold dishes quickly. After serving them on the table, she ran to the refrigerator to take out a bottle of beer.

"Drink yourself, I don't want it." Bai Hong pushed away the cup handed over by the purple pattern and asked, "Where did you go in the second class in the morning?"

Bai Hong was going to class in the afternoon, and Lin Ziwen didn't force herself to take back the cup and put it aside and said, "Xiao Jing from the fifth floor took me there. She said that the laboratory never locked the door, and she was just enough to talk."

"What did you say for a whole class?" Bai Hong stared at Lin Ziwen's face

Lin Ziwen asked to say it again after dinner, but was rejected by Bai Hong's stern words. She had to start from scratch and talk about the things that had been talked about in the laboratory and what had happened in the middle. She skipped the details she saw after Xiao Jing's skirt was pulled down, and only said that she could not use the skirt anymore after she pulled it out. She then lent her belt to her.

Bai Hong looked at the belt of Xiao Jing that Lin Ziwen found, nodded without objection, and understood the cause and effect of what happened in the morning. What made her feel strange was that she usually looked at Xu Yong and was honest and honest, and it seemed that she was popular with Cang Kan. Why did so many things happen behind her?

"Then what are the purpose of Xu Yong's method behind his back?" Bai Hong asked

"Do you still need to ask?" Lin Ziwen raised his chopsticks: "I have finished talking about all your concerns. Now it's time to have a meal?"

"I don't care." Bai Hong was embarrassed just now. All the questions before the meal had disappeared, and he didn't have to be hungry anymore. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Lin Ziwen looked at Bai Hong for dinner and helped him pick up a piece of fish into her bowl from time to time. Bai Hong found that he was not attentive to eat and looked up and asked, "Don't just be patient with me, why don't you eat it yourself?"

"I remember that Xu Yong was a little disgusted and couldn't eat it," Lin Ziwen said casually.

"What do you want him to do?" Bai Hong ate Li Songren and glanced at Lin Ziwen: "You even dare to fight Tong Dalang, are you still afraid of him, Xu Yong?"

Lin Ziwen smiled and didn't say anything. She picked up a fish and put it in her mouth to eat what Xu Yong did. In his eyes, he seemed to be just a trick that was not worth showing off. However, Xu Yong still has some cleverness. For example, he really wants to teach him a lesson now, but there is no real handle.

Bai Hongzhe, Lin Ziwen's expression, quickly figured out the reason, and burst out laughing: "Do you really want to deal with him, but you don't feel that you can find a reason?"

"Well" Lin Ziwen nodded. Bai Hongguorong and Jiaming might be able to help with this matter, so she asked, "What do you think?"

Bai Hong swallowed the radish in his mouth, blinked and said, "Is your little hooligan's nickname called vain?"

Lin Ziwen pondered slightly and immediately understood that Bai Hong had a bad idea, so that he would come to the dark if he didn't have the opportunity. If he didn't have the opportunity, he would take the initiative to create opportunities.

After figuring this out, Lin Ziwen was happy. Isn’t it just a mere Xu Yong? He couldn’t count the way to deal with him with ten fingers. The little hooligan killed the beer in one gulp and asked Bai Hong: “Why isn’t your usual style this time? Who is the one who always teaches me a lesson and says not to bully his classmates?”

"That depends on the specific situation?" Bai Hong said while eating: "Xiao Jing has observed it very carefully. After hearing what you said just now, I immediately figured it out. It turns out that these awkward things in the class were all caused by the bastard Xu Yong. This kind of scum is not worthy of being called a classmate at all. I support you to teach him a lesson."

"Yo? Yes-" Lin Ziwen laughed: "I have done good things, and I said it just now. He has formed two pairs of couples. Do you hate him for dismissing all your admirers before saying that?"

Bai Hong snorted, the Lin Zi pattern lied and the skeleton of the Macao Breaking the Yuan Zhu Jun

Lin Ziwen leisurely grabbed a cucumber and stuffed it into her mouth: "Guess me, do you?"

Although this little hooligan often acts quite modest, he is very confident. Bai Hong has long known that he doesn't care about those who write love letters because he never takes those people seriously. It's really not easy to find opportunities to slander Master Lin's prestige. Bai Hong said a little angrily: "You look down on others, don't you? You're crazy, I don't believe that there is no one in this world who is better than you. If you suffer a loss in the future, that day will regret it."

Lin Ziwen smiled and moved the chair to a position side by side with Bai Hong. She put one hand on Bai Hong's chair back and raised the beer with the other hand and took a sip and said, "This is not because I'm crazy, but because I know that our Xiaobai is not a person who is indifferent. Since I have me, I will definitely not pay attention to those guys, right?"

"To your head" Bai Hong knocked off Lin Ziwen's arm that was placed on the back of his chair with one elbow, pointed to Xiao Jing's belt on the sofa next to him and said, "Why are you allowed to be bothering others outside and be wholehearted?"

"When did I get flirting with you?" Lin Ziwen stretched out her arm again, and this time she hugged her directly on Bai Hong's waist: "That happened in the morning was purely accidental. I have explained it clearly. Do you want to overturn the verdict again after rehabilitation?"

"Forget it, I can't tell you." Bai Hong knew that he was no match, so he simply lowered his head and competed with the food. Ren Lin Ziwen put his hands on his waist and ignored him

After winning another city, Lin Ziwen put the two chairs together, and half of her butt squeezed on Bai Hong's chair and leaned over and said with a shy face: "Baby, come and kiss one?"

"You kiss it." Bai Hong casually put the fish head on the plate into Lin Ziwen's bowl and said with a whisper: "Then if I kiss it, will you let me kiss it?"

Bai Hong's eyes rolled, and a plan came up in his heart and replied: "Okay."

After hearing Bai Hong's promise, Lin Ziwen's big joy. Isn't it just kissing the fish head? The fish's butt is fine. He immediately picked up the fish head and kissed it hard to the mouth. He also deliberately made a sound, then threw down the fish head and pouted to Bai Hong's face.

"Look at your mouth is greasy." Bai Hong criticized, and reached out to wipe Lin Ziwen with his thumb. Lin Ziwen was very happy. Bai Hong's little mouth that was close to him was soft and warm because of the meal. If this taste tasted, it would definitely be the best in the world.

It's strange, why did Bai Hong cooperate so much and take the initiative to stretch his mouth? It's delicious, Lin Ziwen doesn't have any thoughts about things like this. She kissed Bai Hong's little mouth just as she wanted to do in-depth movements, but her tongue was only halfway out and she felt a tingling pain. She quickly shrank her tongue and head together.

Bai Hong laughed proudly, put a fishbone from his mouth and threw it on the table, hiding on the sofa next to him. Although it was not heavy, it was too unexpected. Lin Ziwen sat on the chair and couldn't laugh and cry, and the little witch had a lot of ideas. She said again when she was not careful.

"If you want to be a hooligan, you have to pay a price? It deserves it." Bai Hong smiled and squeezed his eyes at Lin Ziwen.

Lin Ziwen shut up and turned her tongue around her mouth. She made sure that there was no prick or bleeding, which would not prevent her from having sex. After she felt relieved, she pointed to Bai Hong's bowl and said, "If you have a bite left, don't eat it? The farmers who waste food will be unhappy and eat it."

The leftover rice in the bowl was indeed just one bite. Bai Hong was about to reach out to take the bowl, but when he saw Lin Ziwen's slightly raised mouth, he guessed that it was a trap. He pulled his body back into the sofa and kicked his legs and said with a smile: "Master Lin, this kind of trick is enough to use once or twice, and he always takes it out to fool people. I don't care about your mistake. If you are afraid of wasting it, you can eat it for me."

Lin Ziwen scratched her head. Didn’t similar lines appear repeatedly in the cartoons replayed on TV recently? The same trick will no longer work after using the Saint Seiya once... The leader did not succeed, and then he simply responded. After picking up all the rice grains in Bai Hong’s bowl in a few seconds, he chewed them up while humming a small song.

This action touched Bai Hong a little. Once when her sister-in-law was chatting with her cousin, she had heard that her behavior was usually false. If a man was willing to eat your leftovers, then he really loved you. Later, Bai Hong also carefully observed that many very harmonious relatives and couples did not eat each other's leftovers of food.

Bai Hong was considering whether Lin Ziwen had leftover rice or not. Lin Ziwen stood up to clean up the dishes. Bai Hong stood up and wanted to help, but unexpectedly, the little hooligan's hand that reached the plate changed in the middle of the way. He grabbed Bai Hong's arm and held it and hugged each other. The two sat back on the chair.

"Are you full?" Lin Ziwen asked

"Yes" Bai Hong nodded

"There are some leftovers, what should I do?" Lin Ziwen found Bai Hong's hand, and the two of them clasped each other's fingers together

Bai Hong looked at the two bowls on the table. There was not a single grain of rice in the two blue and white porcelain bowls. Maybe he said the rice in the pot?

Lin Ziwen smirked and pursed her lips, pursed a grain of rice hidden from her last bite from her upper lip and teeth, and held it on her lips and said, "I'm full, you should eat the rest."

The leader made another bad move. Bai Hong was about to escape, but Lin Ziwen, who had been prepared, would not give her another chance? The two of them pulled and pulled, hugged and pushed back and forth in the living room for several hugs, and finally fell on the sofa one after another, sharing the last grain of rice from the meal.
Chapter completed!
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