Seventy years old?

Can my wife get pregnant at this age?

If it weren't for the amazing "strength" of this groom cousin, then there was Lao Wang next door!

"Old man, is the next door to your cousin's house the surname "Wang"?"

Chu Feng smiled slightly and asked curiously.

"Um?"

"Daughter, how do you know that my cousin's neighbor's surname is Wang? It's a coincidence that all four neighbors are Wang in front, behind, and around him!"

The groom smiled.

"I guess."

Chu Feng shook his head and smiled secretly.

I really didn’t expect that this groom’s cousin really has Lao Wang next door, and there are more than one, four!

At the age of seventy and thirty-five, the most likely possibility is not to make a successful wish, but to the green grassland and green on its head.

As the carriage was bumping, the sun gradually set. Chu Feng looked at the sunset outside the window and let the evening breeze blow up the gauze of the hat. He quietly enjoyed the brief tranquility.

Why is it short?

Because when Chu Feng arrives at Baoxiang Temple, blood will probably splash three feet!

...

And at this time.

In Baoxiang Temple.

Although it was already dusk, there was still a continuous stream of incense in Baoxiang Temple, and pilgrims were coming and going.

The monks in the temple are still receiving pilgrims outside.

Of course, among these monks who receive pilgrims, there will be no abbot of Baoxiang Temple, Wuming, who will only receive prominent people from the Tang Dynasty, and he will look down on ordinary pilgrims.

The northernmost loft of Baoxiang Temple is the attic where Wuming, the abbot of Baoxiang Temple, lived. At this time, a series of pleasant Buddha sounds were transmitted from the closed loft to the outside. This was the sound of Wuming reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

If you have to call out someone who is the best person to recite the Buddhist scriptures in Baoxiang Temple, it is definitely the abbot Wuming.

It's just a pity.

Although the pleasant sounds of Buddha came from the attic, the attic was a bit messy.

Of course, it is not the kind of mess of "male and female affairs", but two corpses are quietly lying in front of Wuming. These two corpses are the corpses of women. They are not dressed in a state of clothes, with green pieces on their legs and arms.

Wuming's face turned red, and a trace of aftertaste appeared in his eyes as he looked at the corpse.

After a while, the sound of reciting the Buddhist scriptures stopped.

"These two beautiful women are quite moist, but they can't stand the tossing. It's a pity that I've been playing to death by me for the third time!"

Wuming looked at the corpses of the two women in front of him and shook his head.

It turned out that these two beautiful women were kidnapped by him last night and hid in this attic to relieve fire. Unexpectedly, because he had not touched a woman for a long time, he ended up playing with these two beautiful women to death.

"After waiting for the night to be quiet, go to a place far away from Baoxiang Temple and take two beautiful women who have been budding to vent their anger."

Wuming's face showed a lustful look.
Chapter completed!