After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

232 Jiang Yingying accepts a disciple

Xiao Wei looked at Wen Yan meaningfully: "You'd better speak human language."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Xiaoyong doesn't have any special skills, he's dull and disobedient. All the city people are going to the countryside, so it's impossible for him to come to the city and work in a factory. Only the breeding farm can barely take him in, but I'm worried about leaving him somewhere else."

"If you can work here honestly for a few years, Guixiu can help you get a permanent job. I don't know if I can control it."

"If others can't do it, you can do it."

When the children go to school, they eat on time.

Normally, people on the farm eat separately. Biyu's parents, Lao Yu, Erzhuang and the three Taoists eat together at Biyu's house.

Now, Xiaoyong also went there consciously.

Deng Benjun and the two maids were at Xiaowei's place, and Biyu's mother would bring the cooked meals over.

The food here is so much better than that in the countryside. Xiaoyong has never eaten such delicious food before. He was so full that he could hardly walk steadily. He was really stupid.

Hearing that he had eaten too much, the two pretty girls made fun of him unscrupulously, which made Xiaoyong even more embarrassed. He hid in the side room and dared not come out.

Xiaodao dragged me out for a walk again.

Jiang Yingying smiled and said, "He knows shame, so he can be taught."

Wen Yan didn't care about this. She even skipped her nap and sang seriously, shaking her head.

A small bed was added to Yinling's east room for Shi You, and Jiang Yingying moved into Shi You's room, leaving Xiao Wei and her die-hard fans enough space for an affair.

The doors of the two side rooms open to the corridor and will not affect the rest of the people in the two main rooms.

It doesn’t matter if there is an impact, Xiao Wei won’t care anyway.

Perhaps because of Xiaoyong's interruption, Jiang Yingying did not officially announce their relationship.

Xiao Wei proposed again, but Deng Benjun still muttered, "No."

Even when excited, this guy is like a puppet being manipulated at will. Xiao Wei will not make a sound and will never overstep the limit without permission. This makes Xiao Wei love and hate him, and she has to teach him carefully through words and deeds.

From the massage position, sequence and strength, to how to observe people's words and expressions, to when to increase the strength and rhythm, everything is practiced one by one.

Deng Benjun followed the instructions strictly and methodically, which made Xiao Wei angry and yelled: "Can't you just do what you want? Don't care what I say or how I feel. Just do whatever makes you feel comfortable."

Deng Benjun replied: "I feel very comfortable."

Xiao Wei said angrily: "I feel like you are not making love, but suffering."

"It's worth dying for this."

"Fuck. You're not a man at all. You're like a labor protection product that only knows how to give."

"I like."

The more this happened, the more guilty Xiao Wei felt.

No matter how you look at it, Deng Benjun's move was just a temporary measure. Xiao Wei had never thought of staying with him forever, and Deng Benjun knew this too.

On the surface, Xiao Wei was teaching him what to do, but in fact, it was all for her own pleasure. Letting him play freely was just a false statement.

As a result, Xiao Wei's sense of guilt became heavier. After a few times, he finally sighed and said, "Lie down, I'll teach you how to play with a woman comfortably."

The fairy in his heart instantly turned into a demon. After rehearsing a set of Japanese action movies, the traditional Deng Benjun trembled. He had never heard of such an operation before: "No - don't do this."

"Just shut up."

"I don't want you to get hurt."

"It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure. If it doesn't hurt, it's not a pleasure. I treat you as a tool, and you should treat me as a tool too."

"Do not."

"Women all want to be conquered by men. Anyone who can sleep with me must be a real man."

When Deng Benjun gradually relaxed and took the initiative to use it, Xiao Wei began to regret it again.

How could he like simple food when he was used to eating delicacies from land and sea? If this happened, he would probably never fall in love with another woman again.

Do I really want to go all the way with him?

I was originally a hunter, but why do I feel like the prey?

When it comes to dealing with sincerity, the ultimate weapon, I have unknowingly failed miserably.

No wonder Wen Yan was chosen by Fugen. It makes sense that most good girls marry ugly men.

When I went for another prenatal checkup, the doctor said the fetal position was not correct and recommended that I kneel down and rock it to correct it.

Xiao Wei was so angry that she cursed secretly: "You got it for free."

Deng Benjun: "I don't want you to work so hard."

"Don't pretend, I know you like it. Don't worry, I'm in good health, and I can vomit three or five times a day without any problem."

It was rare for Deng Benjun to utter the words "Fuck".

It turns out that all men are bad. With the excuse of doing it for the child, holding Xiaowei's head and shaking it has become a daily compulsory course. He never gets tired of it and is addicted to it.

Xiao Wei's voice became hoarse and he was too lazy to speak.

Jiang Yingying was so angry that she yelled, "You are really going to die."

"It's the doctor's order. What can I do? I can't just kneel down and do nothing."

"No, I'll talk to him."

"No. I like it. Just let him take it easy."

Knowing that the beast was difficult to control, Jiang Yingying could only sigh.

Fortunately, the peaceful life was disrupted again and a beautiful girl came to find him.

Xiao Wei took a closer look and then remembered that it was the green tea girl she wanted to get close to during the consolation performance: "What do you want from me?"

The girl lowered her head shyly: "I-I want to take Sister Jiang as my master."

Jiang Yingying was stunned: "How did you know I was here?"

"My uncle is the head of the aquaculture group at the farm."

Everyone knows that the songs sung by Xiaowei were all original works by Jiang Yingying.

Without Jiang Yingying, Xiaowei, Wenyan, and even Biyu, there wouldn't be such a glorious future.

Legend has it that if Jiang Yingying lets slip a little bit of information, it would be enough for someone to enjoy for a lifetime.

Xiao Wei did not hide the contempt in his eyes: "Can you compose music?"

"Know a little."

"Have you been to college? Sister Jiang only accepts college graduates."

"I only went to high school - my background doesn't allow it."

Just as he was about to refuse, Jiang Yingying answered, "Okay. I'll accept you as my disciple, but only in name only. I won't teach you anything."

Xiao Wei said angrily, "Sister. Are you sure?"

Jiang Yingying nodded seriously: "Sure. This girl is right up my alley."

Green tea girls usually have a high IQ. Upon hearing this, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Yingying respectfully.

Jiang Yingying helped him up: "Don't worry. I'll say it again. I won't teach you anything. But you have to take good care of Xiaowei. I won't pay you, just provide her with clothes and food. We can drive her away at any time according to our mood, and we can end the master-disciple relationship. Think it over before you decide."

After a minute of silence, the girl replied firmly, "Okay."

"You should go back and think it over first. If you agree, report in the evening."

Xiao Wei finally understood Jiang Yingying's intention: "Just to restrict me from being naughty."

"Correct."

Xiao Wei gritted her teeth and said, "Sister. No, Mom. No, you are even more cruel than my mom. From now on, I will call you grandma."

"Hey. My granddaughter is a good girl. If you don't agree, bite me."

Xiao Wei hung onto Jiang Yingying and kissed her all over: "Now, I can go back, so that my godfather won't be alone in the empty room."

"You wish. I'll be here watching you until you give birth."

Xiao Wei wanted to cry: "My godfather is so charming and rich, don't I worry about him having affairs? I have to worry, I won't allow me not to worry."

"roll."