Wang Lang and Yu Xiaomei stared at each other for a long time. Wang Lang picked up the plate and ate, not caring about what was outside at all, and Yu Xiaomei also ate with peace of mind.

But as I ate, I heard sobs coming from the yard.

Yu Xiaomei couldn't eat it anymore, and her face was full of melancholy and muttered, "It's so annoying, why are you crying again?"

"What does it mean?" Wang Lang said curiously.

"You don't know that my aunt is the most annoying mother named Du Hao just now. Although she looks young, she is already forty-eight this year. Her husband died early and was killed by Du Zhang's enemy. Since then, she has changed all the rest, but she has one bad thing. She is super crying, and she can cry for you even a big deal." Yu Xiaomei explained.

The crying outside was still there, and Yu Xiaomei covered her quilt and didn't want to listen, but after a full minute, the crying was still there.

Yu Xiaomei couldn't help it anymore, so she pushed Wang Lang, "You go and see what's going on."

Wang Lang stayed still, and Yu Xiaomei kicked and opened the door and went out.

I found the woman sitting on the ground, rubbing her ankles, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Wang Lang hesitated for a moment, walked straight over, stood next to the woman, and looked at the woman condescendingly.

The woman raised her eyes crying, saying that she was crying with pear blossoms and rain, "My foot is sprained, can you help me up?"

"No." Wang Lang said without thinking.

Unexpectedly, the woman lowered her head and started crying again. The aggrieved and heartbroken. Before Wang Lang could react, the woman crawled into Yu Xiaomei's house.

Wang Lang was so cool that he really didn't help him. Some other men were eager to get up and hug him when they saw such a beauty.

Yu Xiaomei looked at the woman crawling in with a toothache on her face.

"Meimei, my aunt accidentally sprained her ankle and couldn't go back. Can she sleep with you overnight tonight?" The woman rubbed her swollen ankle with tears.

Yu Xiaomei winked Wang Lang hard, and Wang Lang turned a blind eye to it. Yu Xiaomei finally couldn't help it, "Wang Haonan! You can die if you help me!"

Wang Lang took out his ears, walked forward, reached out to support the woman. After the woman stood up and took two steps on tiptoe, she yelled and her other foot twisted.

Yu Xiaomei looked at the woman with a flies expression at that time, and Wang Lang was the same. I don’t know what the structure of this woman is, because her hair is so fragile. I feel that Yu Xiaomei has thick skin and thick flesh, and is burned. She just cried for a while and became lively again. This woman, who is nearly fifty years old, was so weak that she was out of tune.

"Wang Haonan, please go back with my aunt on your back." Yu Xiaomei was afraid that this woman would sleep with her here for a night, so she would make her angry while her aunt had not opened her mouth. Yu Xiaomei decisively let Wang Lang be the coolie.

Wang Lang took out his ears.

"Then you carry me on your back." The woman lowered her head.

Wang Lang paused and carried the woman on his back.

Holding the woman's thighs with both hands, it feels very soft, soft and comfortable. It really makes me feel like this woman is made of water, just like a plastic bag filled with water and touching her.

After leaving the house, the woman whispered, "Don't touch it."

Wang Lang laughed dryly, "I will try my best, try my best."

The woman buried her head on Wang Lang's neck. Wang Lang could clearly feel the woman's breathing spitting on her neck, itchy, hot, susu, and numb.

According to the woman's instructions, Wang Lang carried the woman into another yard. As soon as he entered the door, a group of people walked past the gate. Mr. Du was the leader. Mr. Du looked at Wang Lang and his daughter-in-law, his eyes flashed, and he pondered for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and a curved curve appeared on the corner of his lips.

After entering the woman's house, Wang Lang's heart couldn't help but tremble. The whole room was decorated in pink, which was pinker than Yu Xiaomei's house and more girlish. No wonder he was so well maintained and looked so young, and he was young in his mind.

Putting the woman on the bed, Wang Lang turned around and left, but was stopped by the woman again.

"Can you help me get the medicine box?" the woman pointed to a place.

Wang Lang went over and opened the drawer to find the medicine box. When he opened the drawer, Wang Lang was stunned. The pink dolls were all full of them, and they were all numbers on them, and each doll also has its own name.

This made Wang Lang surprised that this woman's girlish heart was really invincible.

After finding the medicine, Wang Lang handed over the safflower oil and turned around to leave. Who knew that he had not taken two steps before he was stopped by the woman again.

"Can you help me apply safflower oil? The instructions said that you should be more powerful, but I don't have the strength." The woman whispered.

"You just wipe it yourself." Wang Lang took out his ears, and there was only one reason why he didn't want to wipe it. There were many troubles in front of the widow's door, and it was all inside the door. If Du Zhang knew about it, he would not be able to gg.

The woman suddenly lay on the pillow and started crying. She was crying sadly, but she was crying loudly, but she seemed to be greatly wronged.

Wang Lang really felt a toothache when he heard it. "I'll apply it to you."

After helping the woman take off her shoes, she found that the woman was still sobbing with her mouth, which made Wang Lang amazed how much water there was in this woman's body.

When I pinched the woman's ankle, I clearly felt the woman's whole body tremble and subconsciously retracted her feet.

The feet are sensitive parts of women, not to mention such women.

Wang Lang had toothache and applied medicine.

"Just heard Meimei say, your name is Wang Haonan?" The woman wiped her tears and opened the conversation.

Wang Lang nodded casually.

"Thank you."

"Need not."

The woman was holding an orange from the fruit tray on the bedside table, peeled the orange and handed it to Wang Lang a petal.

Wang Lang looked puzzled.

"Thank you."

"You let it go, I'll eat it myself later." Wang Lang politely refused.

Unexpectedly, the woman started crying again.

Wang Lang wanted to shoot Yu Xiaomei for five minutes now. This was not a cool work, and he would suffer great pain both physically and mentally.

He opened his mouth and ate the oranges fed by the woman.

The woman finally had a smile on her face and she completely opened up her conversation.

"My name is Tong Yaru, and I am Meimei's aunt. You can call me Ruru."

Wang Lang was shocked.

The woman smiled with her lips pursed, "You look so cute when you are shy."

Shy, you uncle!

Wang Lang muttered in his heart, if it weren't for the overall situation, Wang Lang would have to flirt with this woman now.

"Then can I call you Nannan?" Tong Yaru asked.

Wang Lang was shocked again. I don’t know what this woman has in her mind. She is almost fifty years old and can still be so coquettish. But then again, this woman does have the capital to be coquettish. With this appearance, she can even get a lot of actresses in seconds if she pulls it out.

"Oh!" Tong Yaru suddenly frowned and shrank her feet.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang looked confused.

"You should be gentle, it hurts me."

Wang Lang looked like he had eaten shit.

"Do you know? No man has done this for me for many years." Tong Yaru fed Wang Lang a petal of oranges while speaking.

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and ate a piece of orange. He thought that he would not know how to go.

"It's so hot, but it's so comfortable. Can you move faster?" Tong Yaru said.

Wang Lang looked constipated.

When applying medicine.

Bang!

The door was directly rushing open by brute force, and a group of people rushed in from outside.
Chapter completed!