Nongmen Hot Girl: Matchmaker Pretty

Chapter 4 sleep with me
Shen Yao pursed her lips into a smile, suddenly threw the wooden stick in her hand, and scratched her hair frantically, shaking her head while scratching.

This insane appearance made Chen tremble in fright, his body froze immediately when he was about to stand up.

Well, it turns out that this little bitch is not only a fateful little disaster, but also a lunatic!Look, she's starting to smoke shofars!If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have married her!
"Do you have foundation and blush?"

Pulling all her hair down to cover her face, Shen Yao thought about it, then lifted her long hair and asked Chen Shi for foundation.

Foundation?Blush?
What it is?
Chen was stunned, and looked at Shen Yao with a complicated expression.What's wrong with this girl?Not only does he behave strangely, but what he says is also strange!
"Yes, this is ancient times. How could there be foundation and blush? Yes, it should be called rouge! Is there rouge?"

Mrs. Chen shook her head silently. Her family was so poor that all her money was spent on medicine for her son. Where could she have money to buy rouge?
Shen Yao shrugged, also thought of this question, after lamenting her own life again, she suddenly spit into the palm of her hand.

then.

Put it on your face!
Suddenly, Chen's stomach rolled. Fortunately, she hadn't eaten much since her son's death, otherwise she would definitely vomit right now.

"The enemy is now, let's not stick to trifles!"

Shen Yao also felt that this was disgusting, but there was nothing she could do, being bullied by that messy old bachelor outside the window would make her even more disgusted!

After wiping her saliva, Shen Yao took a deep breath, suddenly leaned over, rubbing her chubby face on the kang.

When she looked up again, her entire face was already dark, and it looked even uglier and more disgusting.

Chen swallowed hard, his whole face was about to turn green: "You, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Of course it's to make that old scorpion never forget it!"

Shen Yao wiped the black mud from her face, rubbed her messy hair, and dragged her fat body to the window.

The chubby little hand gestured to Mrs. Chen, and Shen Yao gently opened the window.

Outside the window, the old lame was still drooling and fantasizing about the beautiful days when he hugged left and right.

"Little dear, hurry up and open the window. You have been widowed for more than ten years. I don't believe you don't want a man. Come, come, let my brother love you well, and I promise to make you feel comfortable all over. ..."

"What did you say?"

Before the old lame could finish his sentence, a low, toneless voice suddenly interrupted him.

In the quiet night, such a voice made his skin crawl all of a sudden.

"No, no one."

Turning his head and looking around with difficulty, the old lame swallowed, but there was indeed no one!
"Little dear, are you talking? You, why is your voice so sudden, like this?"

The old lame clenched his arms tightly and leaned against the window. Because he was too scared, his tone became hasty.

Just by listening to the voice, Shen Yao also knew that the old man had a guilty conscience.

She secretly smiled, lowered her voice again, and said in a hoarse voice on purpose: "What do you think? My mother, I'm asleep."

your mother?

The old lame's first reaction was that the person who spoke was Chen's dead son.

However, since he is dead, how can he speak?
The one who can call Chen's mother should be the little daughter-in-law who just passed through the door.

The old lame changed his mind, and his hanging heart was finally at ease. He laughed and resumed his playful and teasing tone again.

"You are that little daughter-in-law, right? Your mother is asleep, aren't you still asleep? Come on, open the door for uncle, and uncle will sleep with you! Uncle promises that he will satisfy you more than your short-lived husband." !Ha ha."

Accompany your head!
Shen Yao pursed her lips, and suddenly gestured to Chen who was already in a daze behind her.

Mrs. Chen stood blankly, not understanding what the girl's hand gestures meant.

Shen Yao was so angry that she had to do it herself.

"Little daughter-in-law, I'm asleep too. Since you want to come and accompany me, uncle, then come. I'm underground by myself. It's so cold and lonely!"

While speaking, Shen Yao suddenly pushed forward with both hands.

Accompanied by a light creak, the old mangy was knocked out by the suddenly opened window.

However, this is not what scares him the most.

The pain of the buttocks landing on the ground did not attract the old man's attention, but the disheveled hair that could not see the face suddenly appeared in front of him, which made his whole body stiff and his lips tremble.

Yes, stuff, because the old man doesn't know what to describe him at all.

people?
ghost?
"You, who are you? You, you pretend to be a ghost to scare me, I, I, I am very brave!"

Bold and stuttering?Bold and trembling?Bold and shed tears?

Shen Yao was amused in her heart, and continued to lean forward with half of her body, her voice was still without any waves, and it was particularly creepy in the dark night.

"Uncle, don't you want to sleep with me? How come you don't know who I am? Come on, come with me, I'm underground by myself, so lonely! Come with me! Come with me!"

Said, Shen Yao with disheveled hair stretched out a hand.

In order to make the effect of pretending to be a ghost more real, she also deliberately made her hands into the shape of chicken feet, and when she folded her sleeves, she really looked like ghost claws.

"Don't, don't, don't come and catch me, I don't want to go! Ahhh! Help! It's haunted, it's haunted!"

Seeing the "ghost claw" getting closer, the old lame man suddenly yelled and stumbled up from the ground.

But because he was too scared, he couldn't even stand up after climbing three times.

The already ugly face knocked on the ground three times in a row, the teeth flowed out mixed with blood and saliva, and it smeared my face, so disgusting.

But the evil spirit behind him didn't intend to let him go at all.

"Ghost Claw" grabbed his ankle, and went up along the ankle, and then up.

"Oh help! There are ghosts, there are ghosts! Help!"

The old lame's cry was shrill and painful, but Chen's house was not in the middle of the village, but at the head of the village. There were no residents around, and no villagers would come to rescue him.

"Uncle, don't be afraid, come with me and sleep with me!"

The "ghost" was still chanting, and the old man was so frightened that he screamed: "My nephew, I was wrong, I will never come again, never again! Let me go, let me go!"

Shen Yao pouted, she didn't want to scare the old man to death at her door, otherwise, he would really be haunted.

The wooden stick in his hand was quietly retracted, it was the "ghost claw" that the old mangy thought when he was frightened.

Without the ghost claw, the old lame thanked him repeatedly, and ran away scrambling.

Taking a closer look, the urine stains stretched all over the ground, it turned out that the old man lost control of his urine due to fright.

Covering her mouth and nose in disgust, Shen Yao suddenly lowered the window.

　Kneeling for collection, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)