Chapter 2 This loss...it's a big deal!
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
Ji Shaoyi rang the doorbell of Villa No. 33 and shouted through the intercom: "Mrs. Yang, it's me."
"Hey! Our little handsome boy is here." Through the built-in monitoring head of the intercom, Mrs. Yang in the villa could see Ji Shaoyi's handsome face, her heart was shaken, and she responded ambiguously.
The door was quickly opened and Ji Shaoyi entered. Mrs. Yang's face came into his eyes. She was not looking old at all for a person in her thirties. She was wearing light makeup and a decent outfit, and she looked...
So graceful, luxurious, elegant and decent.
This is a noble lady. However, people who don't know her think so, but Ji Shaoyi, who has known her for a long time, does not think so. Under the cover of the noble appearance, there is a wild heart that is unwilling to accept it.
"This is probably what is called going out of the hall, entering into the kitchen, the slut is in bed, and the lady is under the bed."
Ji Shaoyi secretly gave Mrs. Yang a fair evaluation. With a smile on his face, he said very politely: "Hello, Mrs. Yang!"
"Call Sister Yang!"
Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes, charmingly, and said angrily: "I've told you several times that you have to call me Sister Yang when there's no one around. Do you remember?"
"I remember." Can Ji Shaoyi say that he can't remember? If people didn't sell those so-called 'waste products' to him, they would lose a huge amount of income.
"So good!"
Mrs. Yang closed the door and quickly ran in front of Ji Shaoyi. She quickly pressed her red lips on Ji Shaoyi's face. She touched the water and released it as soon as she touched it. She giggled: "This is my sister's reward for you."
"..." Ji Shaoyi was speechless. Is this a reward? He was obviously taking advantage of the opportunity! His eyes were so bright that he seemed to be looking at the ground, but in fact he was looking at Mrs. Yang's twist.
Twisting her buttocks, she couldn't help but mutter softly: "It's so erect, so weird..."
Mrs. Yang seemed to feel a fiery light on her butt. She suddenly turned around without any warning and launched a breakthrough attack. With a smile on her face, she seduced: "Sister, your butt is lifted up. Do you want to touch it?"
Damn it! I was discovered, hey... I'm so embarrassed.
Ji Shaoyi didn't know what to say for a moment, his face turned red, he didn't know where to put his hands, and he felt uneasy.
"Giggle!"
Mrs. Yang giggled, turned back to Ji Shaoyi, straightened her body, making the plump breasts more proud, and looked directly at Ji Shaoyi, but did not speak.
Ji Shaoyi's tongue went dry for a while, and he swallowed saliva repeatedly. The evil was born in his heart, and he was about to move. He finally adjusted his breathing several times before suppressing it. He didn't look over his head and didn't dare to look at Mrs. Yang's proud figure. He changed the subject: "Sister Yang.
, don’t you have something for me to collect?”
"Giggle!"
Mrs. Yang chuckled again. She realized that when she faced Ji Shaoyi, she seemed to be ten years younger. He is a very interesting little brother, isn't he?
"Well... well, if it's Sister Yang, uh, I'll leave first." Ji Shaoyi was so tempted that he ran away quickly.
"Ha ha!"
Mrs. Yang laughed loudly and asked, "Are you afraid that Sister Yang will eat you?"
Well, how can a man say he is afraid? So Ji Shaoyi stopped and wavered between leaving and staying for a moment.
"Sister Yang has a washing machine that is not working well and she plans to buy a new one."
Mrs. Yang was afraid that if she kept teasing her, this handsome young man would really leave. So she got back to business, pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and said: "The washing machine is in there, you get it out first, and then go to the study. There is a
You don’t need to criticize old books. Well, books are accessories for selling washing machines, so they don’t cost money.”
Ji Shaoyi almost fainted. He still remembered that he took away a washing machine from Mrs. Yang three months ago. At that time, he said that it was not easy to use and planned to buy a new one. It had only been three months and it was not easy to use.
Already?
"Hello!"
If you want to make money, you have to keep a high profile. Ji Shaoyi has always been like this. Last time he made more than 800 yuan when the washing machine was resold, this time he can make that amount or even more with less talk.
After a lot of effort, Ji Shaoyi finally got the washing machine outside the villa, loaded it on a human-powered tricycle, tied it up, and then returned to Villa No. 33.
The weight of a washing machine is not large, only a few dozen kilograms. But it is large in size, and it is a person, and it cannot be touched. It really takes a lot of effort. So, when Ji Shaoyi returned to the villa
When I was inside, my head was covered with sweat.
"Oh! Why are you covered in sweat? Wait...Sister Yang, go get you a towel to wipe it off." Mrs. Yang said angrily, rushing to the bathroom, apparently to get a towel.
Three seconds later, Mrs. Yang appeared in front of Ji Shaoyi again. The difference was that she did not give the towel to Ji Shaoyi. She still held it in her hand and her body was very close. She was only a few centimeters away from Ji Shaoyi.
Stick together.
His hands were gentle, and he took a towel and gently wiped Ji Shaoyi's forehead carefully.
Okay, I accept it, but you can't do this. Just wipe it and don't come close to it. Look, your huge 38e weapon is already on top of someone else's body.
Ji Shaoyi broke out in cold sweat as if he was desperate. He moved his steps and took a step back slightly in order to keep a distance from Mrs. Yang.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang moved forward and posted it again.
Six seconds later, Ji Shaoyi was unable to retreat. He took a small step back, only to find that his heels hit the sofa and his whole body fell backwards. He happened to be sitting on the sofa. For some reason, he raised his feet.
Damn! Why do both feet have to have sex?
Unfortunately, due to this consistency, one foot happened to meet one of Mrs. Yang's feet. Mrs. Yang's body lost her balance and she fell forward.
"This is a huge loss."
Ji Shaoyi's resentment arose. As a virgin, he was suppressed by a charming young woman, and he felt very uncomfortable. The next moment, his body was hot and unbearable, and his soft and delicate body transformed into original sin, guiding the animal nature in his blood, and then
Erupted.
What's even more dangerous is that Mrs. Yang was not embarrassed by the ambiguous posture between the two of them, nor did she get up. Instead, she twisted her body and giggled: "Sister Yang, doesn't she have a beautiful body?"
Ji Shaoyi nodded stiffly. He couldn't say anything that was duplicitous.
"Then do you want to touch it?"
"Want, uh, don't want to..."
"Do you want to or don't you want to?" Mrs. Yang pressed for a moment.
"..." Ji Shaoyi didn't want to be duplicitous and didn't want to reveal his inner intentions, so he just kept silent.
"Giggle!"
Mrs. Yang smiled sweetly again and stopped teasing her. She broke away a few times and stood up. However, when she got up, she fished up Ji Shaoyi's sky-high pillar in one slender motion. Her voice was a little soft: "Hard.
Oh."
Ji Shaoyi felt ashamed...
Villa No. 33 is definitely a treasure trove for Ji Shaoyi. Not only does it have many electrical appliances and a large space, but the collection of books in the study is also very impressive. It is initially estimated that there are at least tens of thousands of books. Every once in a while, Mrs. Yang will always add more
Some, clean some up.
When it was time to clean up again, there was a huge stack, at least hundreds of volumes, some thick and some thin, and it took three times to move them out.
"Shaoyang Magical Skills? What is this, internal skills and mental skills? It's a lie, don't..."
Mrs. Yang was still cleaning up the books, and casually threw a golden old book to Ji Shaoyi.
Ji Shaoyi took the book and didn't read much. He folded it up so that he could move it out later. Little did he know that he had found a treasure this time.
Chapter completed!