The laughter is both gentle and bright, just like the daughter of the daughter swinging under the willow tree in March, cute and cheerful.

And here in the barren mountains and mountains, the silent night is miserable, and the three naked male corpses are lying in the grass, and this laughter is only weird.

Before the laughter could stop, the woodcutter slowly rose from the ground. The still rough male voice said, "Dare to ask this little brother, how did you find out?"

Canghai was proud to hook his feet, and the pain in his back body woke him up.

"Sometimes a woman's waist is too thin and her feet are too small, but she suffers. ”

A suave sentence was said sour by the son-in-law who had not relieved the pain.

The coquettish female voice giggled again. Smile more heartily and cutely than Fang Cai.

The rough woodcutter also slowly reached up, reached into the collar, tore a piece of the flesh from his neck, and pulled out the collar. But listening to the sound of stabbing incessantly, the flesh on the neck, along with the woodcutter's face, ears and felt hat, was pulled off as if he really took off his hat.

Yu Yin stared intently, and the masseter muscles kept agitating.

Dong Songyi hung his head after being stunned at first sight, feeling that his teeth were aching and his scalp was numb.

Canghai lay on the door panel and bared his teeth. Half of them are more painful because of the new injury.

Under the torn skin, another piece of skin is revealed. The small face was bent, the snowy skin and cherry lips, and the long hair poured from under the woodcutter's skin like black satin, falling on the back of the shoulder, and the wind returning from the mountain wall only blew the temples. The ears are exquisite, the neck is slender, and the fruit needs to be wrapped under the human skin, otherwise even if it is only exposed, it will have already been discovered by the honest and conservative Dong Songyi.

The woman was no more than twenty years old, but it was the time of transition, and she was both young and womanly, and even though she was wrapped in the woodcutter's tattered and dirty clothes, and stuffed with strips of cloth to make a thick dress, and her feet were stuck into a pair of rotten cotton nests, each of which was larger than her face, she was still beautiful.

Looking at her, even the dirty and shabby woodcutter's outfit suddenly had a graceful waist, and the two rotten cotton nests were like gentle dreams.

Dong Songyi only glanced up at her, and then couldn't take his eyes off it. Even if he is the most honest and conservative gentleman.

Yu Yin kept looking at her, and when he saw her face, how disgusting it was to tear her face, and how ecstatic she was now.

However, the woman's eyes, which were so soft that they were about to drip water, were only on the face of the sea from beginning to end.

The sea is boring and looks back. It's like looking at Yingluo. After a long time, as if he had tried very hard and was really not interested, he turned his face to look at the corpse. Then he curled the third or fourth fingers of his left hand and knocked on the door.

Dong Song came back to his senses at the same time with an aftersound.

Canghai looked back at the woman, and smiled without smiling.

The woman was not annoyed, looking at the sea seemed to be more interested than Fang Cai. With a grin, he slowly shifted his weight to his left foot and gently lifted his right foot. The old and large rotten cotton nest did not move, but slowly lifted a small foot wearing warm orange satin embroidered shoes from inside. and a warm orange hem.

This little foot is beautiful and soft, but it is not wrapped, but it is not much bigger than a three-inch golden lotus.

The woman took off one of the nests and continued to take off a second one.

The appearance of taking off your shoes is not much to look at.

But when the woman stood on the cold and hard ground in two warm orange embroidered shoes, Canghai still had to knock on the door.

The woman stood in front of the sea with her true face exposed. He also wore the tattered and stout costume of a woodcutter.

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