"Don''t be angry like this. If I don''t cooperate, it will be a bad thing if I accidentally pull you into the water."


    "You...I, I do it."


    Glazing at me hatefully, Molly grinded her teeth for a while, and finally slowly moved the soles of her feet with a look of shame and anger, turning her back to me.


    Although I don’t know what her expression is now, I guess I must be so ashamed. The reason is that I still saw her red ears through the light.


    Hahahahahahahaha...


    I let out a long list of obscene laughter in my heart.


    What is this development? It''s so cool. Jasmine''s plump little **** was aiming at me without any warning. Maybe I can slap it casually if I am in a good mood.


    Having said that, from my perspective, her **** was tightly pressed against the skirt, which was bigger than I thought. So women''s hips must be big enough to have children. Although rural people have a ridiculous attitude towards big **** women, the idea of "the **** can give birth to children" is also very popular.


    As I rubbed my chin and commented on my girlfriend''s smooth and undulating waist and hips, Jasmine''s embarrassing voice came:


    "You...can''t be peeking, are you?"


    "No."


    I casually told her.


    "I''m definitely watching it!"


    Jasmine''s voice seemed very anxious. She tried hard to turn her head and wanted to confirm my posture, but because of the high tension of her nerves, her body tensed up, and her clumsy movements could not see me at all.


    "Okay OK OK Don''t look back, I''m going to slap."


    "Um…"


    I began to bend down and fish carefully.


    It seems impossible for many people to stumble with one hand, but in the eyes of our skillful rural children, we can achieve the goal that can be practiced for a few months.


    Under my nose, several black fish swam by, and the scales that were used as a protective gear on their side could be clearly seen.


    OK, let me grab you and scrape the scales!


    I extended my hand in my heart.


    Crash.


    My wrists slid back and forth on the water surface, causing splashes, but I was empty.


    Why?


    The seemingly lazy black fish seemed to swim faster than I thought.


    Come again.


    Come again.


    Come again and again!


    …


    Wow.