[Quick Transmigration] On the correct posture to bend the sick girl

Guawazi's real name is not this down-to-earth nickname, but a slightly literary name, Yan Li.

Seeing the unimpressed bean sprouts again after a few years, I am quite touched.

His mother died of a serious illness the year before last, and his father also passed away, and now he is the only one left in the family, lonely.

The brothers of the Wang family got married last year. They don't look like flowers, but they are down-to-earth, and they are very familiar with farm work.

Whenever there is free time, the brothers drink their own brewed wine and make fun of him for being too old to have a wife.

He is actually not very old, only 23 years old, and in the eyes of urban people, he is still a young man who has just stepped into society.

But these he does not know.

On that day, he was working in the field, and the harvest this year was not good, so he was quite sad.

At this time, a gentle-looking man appeared in front of him and asked him something.

He mistook that man for a long time no see bean sprouts.

Fake Bean Sprouts took him back to the city. It was New Year's Eve, and there were several men with the same extraordinary appearance in the big house.

I was rushing in the car along the way, and I didn't eat carefully. Now I saw the sumptuous food, and I was very hungry. I wanted to gobble it up, but I was stopped by a man named 'Zuo Ye'. I saw him pointing Looking at his face, he said something coolly.

"Go out and turn left to the bathroom."

Toilet?What is that?

"Maybe you can put it another way, toilet."

Now he understood, but he still didn't understand Zuo Ye's intentions, so the man held his forehead in melancholy, and led him to help him wash his hands and face clean.

Looking at himself reflected in the smooth mirror, Yan Li's eyes widened in disbelief.

I didn't expect my face to be so clean one day.

Afterwards, the man brought him back to the rich meals, and carefully selected some meals for him. The fake bean sprouts were fighting with his little friend.

Later he found out that the fake Bean Sprouts were destined to be fakes and could never be turned into real ones, and the real Bean Sprouts were Zuo Ye whom he had liked these days.

This is good.

But for the first time he felt panic.

Zuo Ye's relationship with him is, in a sense, his wife.

The problem now is that someone misses the daughter-in-law, and that person is very close to the daughter-in-law.

"Will you leave me?"

"will not."

Answering questions day after day made his irritability pile up like a mountain, and finally he couldn't bear it and broke out.

He wanted to get Zuo Ye, and wanted him to always have only himself in his eyes.

Recently, Zuo Ye and the local tyrant got closer and closer. He used this as an excuse to tie Zuo Ye with an extremely thick rope when he was caught off guard, and followed the method taught in the small/yellow/book. It pierced through Zuo Ye ruthlessly, and combined with him.

While pinching Zuo Ye's neck, Yan Li felt the pleasure/sensation brought by the union.

After turning over/cloud/over/rain for a while, he found that there was a red mark on Zuo Ye's neck that was deep in the flesh, and he had lost all signs of life. .

After trembling for a while, I couldn't restrain my inner desire/desire to entangle the body/body of my beloved again, and described the beauty of this body with the tip of my tongue.

When the local tyrant kicked open the door of the rental house anxiously, he saw a scene he would never forget.

A sloppy man was eating his bloody leg. There was a layer of skin on the ground. If he took a closer look, he would find that it was actually the face of the person he liked, Zuo Ye.

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