father - home

I was awakened by the sound of gunfire and sat up.It was empty around me, and there was no one in the house.

I just grabbed my shorts, put them on, and ran out the door.No one was around the campfire, no one was around the creek, I came back and walked around the hut, still no one.Only then did I remember to go back to the hut to check, but the shotgun was not there.He must have gone hunting. The gunshot just now indicated that he had harvested and would be back soon.I was relieved and a little annoyed at the same time.Why don't you call me?Why don't you take me with you?Hmph, next time I will go too, I must be with you and stick to you anytime, anywhere.I thought bitterly, and swore like a teenager in anger.Not only that, but the feelings of a teenager are also rippling in my chest.

I looked around and thought about what to do, to be nice, to please him.The hut was neat and tidy, the simple tableware was washed and dried, the pots and pans were neatly arranged, and the clothes were folded squarely. After I folded the blankets on the bed, the hunter's hut actually revealed the cleanliness of a military camp.It seemed that there was nothing to do in the house.

The chopped firewood was neatly piled up on the back wall of the hut. I carried some firewood to the open space where the bonfire was lit, cleaned off the ashes, set up the firewood, re-lit the bonfire, and boiled water on it.

There is a tacit agreement among hunters that after each use of the hut, they should try their best to replenish some reserves, such as firewood, such as honey, salt, candles, matches, etc., for the next visitor.In the past two days, some of the chopped firewood has been used up, and there are still some sawn trunks next to it. Maybe I can chop some trunks to make up for it while I am free now.I found a long-handled ax in the closet of the hut, put the trunk on a big stump, and swung the ax...

To be honest, I have never done this job, and the result is predictable.As soon as the ax went down, the trunk rolled to the ground. The ax didn't touch it at all, but the blade was firmly embedded in the stump, and it was impossible to pull it out.After finally pulling it out, I also took a few steps back, and was almost injured by the axe. It was really embarrassing.

My stubborn temper came up, and I competed with these axes, tree trunks, stakes, etc., I couldn't believe it, I couldn't even do such a simple thing?I straightened the tree trunk again and again, and swung the ax up and down. Soon, I was sweating profusely, my whole body was steaming, my arms were sore, but I didn’t split a lot of firewood. Sometimes it is completely empty.

"Marty, what are you doing?"

Too bad, how did he come back so soon?I thought to myself, I'm just getting started, and I haven't mastered the skills to do this job yet.What should we do now?It's not always like that.I can only bite the bullet and go on.

"Are you chopping firewood? How could you do that? Haha..."

Zhao laughed, and I became even more depressed.He had hoped to be praised by him, but now he made fun of him, what a hell.

"Okay, stop chopping! Hear that? Stop it!"

Once more the trunk flew away, and the ax once more lodged in the stake.Zhao appeared in front of him, grasping the long handle of the axe.I struggled a few times without snatching it, and shook my hand angrily.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I know you've never done this kind of work, and it wouldn't be normal at first." Zhao pulled me back, and directly greeted me with a towel on my face. "Wipe it quickly, look at the sweat all over your head and face, you are almost becoming Guan Gong."

Guan Yu?What's the meaning?I think he is making fun of me.I turned my head and pushed him away. "Enough, I'm a waste anyway." I don't know why, I suddenly broke out. "I used to follow Joseph's ass here before; later here, facing the dying Sophie, I was the culprit; now, I still can't do anything, I still can't do anything! I still follow you! I'm still a waste!" I strode forward, roaring loudly.I'm sorry, I'm not angry at you, but I want to vent, I want to vent.

Akira grabs my arm from behind.I shook my shoulders to break free from him, but this time I couldn't because he was ready.

He turned me around and pulled me into his arms.I still wanted to struggle, but he hugged me tightly with both arms.He didn't speak, just pressed my lips with his mouth.

I am still doing futile resistance, is it impetuous?Is it posturing?In fact, I just want him to hold me tighter and let him hold me like this forever.What I don't want to think, dare not admit, and am ashamed to say is that I am afraid, I am afraid of losing him.This fear is getting stronger and stronger.When I woke up just now and found myself alone, I was afraid that I would never see him again, so my behavior surprised even myself.I was like a kid trying to be good, doing things that never got done, waiting for late relatives.I'm very good, very obedient, very capable, I can do everything, I won't be your burden, you won't leave me, will you?do not leave Me!

But I can't tell you these things, this is an ironclad fact, it won't, and it can't be changed for any reason.This is what you want, this is the best result, I have no right to change it, I know you suffer as much as I do, and I have no right to influence you.

You know, even if I don't say anything, you can know it, you know it all.You took my head in your hands and kissed me desperately.You only have one mouth and two hands, how could you touch my whole body in an instant?How could it be possible to fan the flames and ignite the raging flames of desire all over my body?I am limp in your arms.

The setting sun dyes the mountains into a fiery red, which is the color of passion, the color of hope, the color of shyness, and the color of boiling.

You run your hands from my back to my ass, stroking me under my panties, then pulling them down a bit, caressing my bare buttocks.

There are orange spots shining on your face, and a gorgeous rainbow of seven colors. I can't see clearly, but I want to see you, and I don't want to miss you for a second.

"I want to go in, I want to stay there, okay?" You bit my earrings, whispering in my ear, begging.

I opened my mouth wide, and the voice rolled in my throat, but I couldn't get out.

Your hands struggled to tear my shorts off. "Take it off." You gasped.

You kissed him, poking the tip of your tongue in, deep in.You touch my bare legs.One of my legs involuntarily raised high.

I tremble under your lips, the throbbing of the body spreads from here, the inner core bursts, and I fall into emptiness and confusion.

You hold me tight and don't let me fall.I unconsciously reached out and scratched, and finally touched an oak tree next to me.

It was an indescribable, burning moment, an intense pleasure mixed with pain.I pushed my chest back, threw my head back, and stretched my neck.

You kissed my neck and my Adam's apple, and the hot air sprayed on it.

"God, what are you doing?"

"I want to hear you scream, hear you moan, please don't stop."

"Please..." I whispered, wiggling my hips to meet you.

You go in and out deeper and slower.

I finally cried out.

You vary the tempo and speed. "By the way... come on... moan for me." Your bright smile is filled with joy.Seeing you like this makes me so happy that I almost cry.

You put your finger in my mouth. "Do you like it? Like this?"

I can't speak.

"Still..." You are getting faster and faster.

I screamed again.

"so?"

Putting my hands on the trunk, I tried to push my hips back and squeeze myself closer to you.

"How do you want to come?"

"Anything is fine." I whispered, as shy as a little woman.

you stop.

I begged with tears: "No, please..."

You kiss me, kiss me and laugh at the same time.

With your hands around my chest, you grasped my chest muscles tightly, as if you wanted to rub me into your body.I seem to be walking on the crater, scorching, dangerous, but fascinating. I am looking forward to the moment of eruption, earth-shattering, landslides and earth-shattering.I melted, disappeared, and hoped to perish.

I fell weakly on the oak tree.You picked me up, turned around, and wrapped your arms around my back.Your face is shining in the sunset, and you are covered with that charming blush...

I felt supremely happy, but there was a great cloud of misery, as intangible as a shadow, that was spreading around us, and stopped for a while, passing lightly, weighing me down, and then entering my parted mouth, The shadow became heavy and bulging, clogging my heart.

"Zhao, how did we get so close? How did we have such a relationship?"

"Aren't we close?"

"no?"

"No, we have nothing to do with each other."

"No?"

"No, we are one. Wherever we are, nothing can separate us. Remember, I am in you and you in me, and we are one."