Chapter 129 In Front of Her Husband's Portrait

Inside Villa No. 16.

The air was filled with a strong smell, as if it was the season when heather flowers bloomed.

Li Mo sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand.

Until now, he was still very confused.

In the living room, the dining table was pushed from the east to the west. You can imagine how intense the battle was just now.

On the edge of the dining table, one foot drooped weakly, swaying gently in the air, and the other foot slumped on the table covered with water stains.

Zhang Yuye's feet were small and white and tender, even her heels were white and tender. You could tell at a glance that she was a pampered woman.

Her five little toes were chubby, and the toenails from big to small were round, painted with light pink nail polish. The shape of the whole little foot was a beautiful arc, and there was no bone in sight, and it didn't feel fat at all. It felt smooth, soft, and tender.

"Why did you bleed just now? Was I too rough?"

After struggling for a long time, Li Mo decided to ask clearly.

At this time, Zhang Yuye's head leaned to one side weakly, her eyes were hazy and lifeless, and a drop of shiny saliva hung at the corner of her mouth, which looked like it might drip at any time.

In the aftermath of the incident, she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"What did you say?"

Obviously, Zhang Yuye was still in great shock physically and mentally, and didn't hear Li Mo's question clearly.

"I mean, you screamed in pain and bled at the beginning. Isn't it the first time?"

This time, Zhang Yuye heard it clearly and immediately recalled the tearing pain.

That was something she had never experienced in her life.

Zhang Yuye was in a trance, and couldn't help but think of the wedding night that year, when her husband received a temporary task and left her alone in the empty room.

When she saw her husband again, she saw not him, but a pottery jar with cremated ashes in it.

Zhang Yuye became a widow before she tasted the taste of being a woman!

For nearly 20 years since then, she has kept herself clean and never had close contact with other men.

I don't know if it's because of this, Zhang Yuye's skin has not become loose and sallow with age, but has become whiter and smoother.

So people who just met her have never been able to guess her exact age.

"Huh! Is it not possible?"

Zhang Yuye said coquettishly, full of girlishness.

Li Mo opened his mouth in surprise, and the shock in his heart was hard to express for a while.

Just now, I thought that it was just because the other party's period came, so there was blood.

It may also be that my actions were too rough. After all, the dining table was pushed from the east to the west of the living room. The force used was really a bit too much, and bleeding was also possible.

I never expected that the most impossible thing would happen!

The landlord's wife, Zhang Yuye, is still a virgin!

Li Mo felt his heartbeat speed up for a while. What kind of top-notch woman did he meet!

Not only is her temperament outstanding, fresh and elegant, but even her body is pure to the extreme.

"Well, I'm sorry, I was too rough just now, I'll be careful next time!"

Li Mo stood up and came to the dining table, where Zhang Yuye was still lying weakly.

"Hmph, you just know it, I almost fainted from the pain just now!"

Zhang Yuye bit her lips lightly and rolled her eyes at Li Mo, with a look of anger in her eyes.

Li Mo quickly hugged her in his arms, comforted her softly, and smoothed out her little emotions.

During this process, Li Mo noticed that Zhang Yuye always frowned intentionally or unintentionally, as if she had encountered something unpleasant.

"What's wrong, are you uncomfortable?"

Zhang Yuye shook her head gently, "My body is sticky and uncomfortable."

Li Mo immediately chuckled, thinking something was wrong!

"I'll carry you to take a bath?"

After saying this, Zhang Yuye rolled her eyes at Li Mo again: "You're stupid, how can there be hot water at this time? I used to melt the snow water and then wet the towel to wipe my body."

Li Mo then realized that not all places are as luxurious as his safe house, where you can take a bath in a jacuzzi!

In addition, Villa No. 16 has fuel, but in order to cook, it has always been used sparingly, and dare not waste it at all.

"It doesn't matter, I'll find a way later."

Li Mo has decided that no matter what, he must let Zhang Yuye take a hot bath today.

"But before that, we... hehehe!"

"Oh, you just smoked, your mouth stinks... don't!"

Zhang Yuye avoided Li Mo's kiss with disgust.

Li Mo was not willing to do so, and he tried to touch Zhang Yuye's tender red lips everywhere.

Just as the two were playing, Zhang Yuye glanced and saw a black and white photo close at hand, right in front of her.

Zhang Yuye was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of horror.

Oh my God, what did I do just now!

"Ah!!!"

Zhang Yuye screamed, quickly turned over, and found her clothes to put on.

She turned her head and saw Li Mo's confused look, and she was furious.

"I... I will beat you to death! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

The little fist fell on Li Mo's chest like raindrops.

Li Mo didn't feel any pain, but felt inexplicable, not knowing how to provoke her aunt again.

But today she is the boss, and everything she does is right!

Li Mo watched Zhang Yuye punching him non-stop, tears falling out like a kite with a broken string.

"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..."

Zhang Yuye never thought that she would do that kind of thing with another man in front of her husband's portrait.

When she thought of this, she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to hit her head against the wall and die!

Li Mo also saw the photo not far away, and immediately understood what was going on.

At the same time as he felt embarrassed, he actually felt a little irritated.

Zhang Yuye was still beating Li Mo's chest, trying to vent all the shame and anger in her heart.

Li Mo saw everything and was suddenly a little worried. What if Zhang Yuye had a shadow in her heart?

What if she didn't want to be close to him in the future, that would be terrible!

Thinking of this, Li Mo gritted his teeth and decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Well...no...don't...not here, go to the bedroom!"

Zhang Yuye quickly understood Li Mo's intention, so she struggled to break free.

For the sake of a happy life in the future, Li Mo did not follow Zhang Yuye's advice and forcefully and domineeringly fixed her on the dining table.

After a while, Zhang Yuye's white instep arched, showing a slight arc, and her toes were lifted up.

"Oh... you... cruel person!"

Zhang Yuye's voice was like crying, sad and confused.

The little feet on the dining table kept arching and relaxing, and finally fell down weakly, swaying in the air.