Chapter 137: All rough men treat young ladies like this
The girl glanced at the bloody fish with a look of disgust on her face: "I told you, the young man is very gentle. He is the one who cooks fish for me."

As he spoke, he came closer little by little, raised his hand and pushed Lu Ji into the kitchen: "The young lady wants to drink fish soup, young man will make it."

Lu Ji complained about how difficult it was to deal with a little woman, but the tenderness in his eyes was so sweet that it could drip with honey. He took the fish to the kitchen.

In this world, only his little girl can give him this kind of patience.

The grown man cooks for the first time.

After a while of busy work, fortunately fish soup is not a difficult food to make. Half an hour later, Lu Ji relied on his intelligence and constant exploration to finally make a pot of fish soup.

Looking at the bubbling milky soup, he took a sip first, and was extremely satisfied with it, and then he carried it out carefully.

The little girl was leaning on a lounge chair looking at the scenery.

Lu Ji smiled and snorted: "Come and eat, do you still want me to feed it to your mouth?"

"Are you done? So quickly?"

The girl stood up immediately after hearing the voice, lifted her skirt and walked towards the man in small steps, staring at the soup in his hand and sniffing: "Hmm, it smells good."

As she spoke, she looked up at the man, her autumn-water eyes revealing surprise: "Young man is really capable."

Lu Ji looked proud.

The sun sets and the early spring evening breeze is cool.

"Let's go back to the cabin and enjoy it."

Lu Ji carefully returned with the fish soup in his hands, and the little girl stepped forward to help him open the door.

The warehouse was covered with thick felt, and the two of them sat on the floor around a small table. Lu Ji raised his hand and served Qin Xiaoning a bowl of soup first. The little girl didn't care about the hot mouth and hurried to scoop it up to taste it.

The man scolded her: "Be careful of the heat."

The little girl had already drunk the fish soup. It was too hot to close her mouth, and she praised the man's cooking skills.

"The young man is not only good at fishing, but also good at making soup. He is really capable."

After drinking a bowl of fresh fish soup, the little girl's cheeks turned slightly rosy. Lu Ji took out the fish meat, carefully removed the fish bones, and put the delicious meat on the little girl's small plate.

Glancing at her greedy appearance, Lu Ji's eyebrows curved: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

She smiled contentedly: "This is the fish that my brother caught himself, and he cooked it for me personally, so I naturally like it."

We are used to seeing her wearing gorgeous clothes, but the blue plaid coarse cloth dress wrapped on her has a unique kind of beauty, like a beautiful girl from a small family.

Lu Ji glanced at the little woman opposite him, took a sip of rice wine, squinted his eyes and asked her: "My brother has fed me, how should I serve him?"

Seeing that the man was already immersed in the play, the girl put down her chopsticks and replied to him, "The young lady is delicate and weak, and I don't want her to suffer. It's you who takes good care of her and doesn't let her work. In daily life, you are also caring and gentle."

At the end, he added: "Even when the young lady washed her feet, it was the young man who did it for her."

The little girl spoke seriously, with a twinkle in her eyes and a playful look on her face.

As he watched, Lu Ji's eyes gradually turned red.

Before the little girl could react, she was knocked to the ground by the man.

He didn't say anything, but went straight to tearing her clothes off. His movements were not gentle, but rather rough.

The little girl was panicked for a moment: "What are you doing?"

She tried hard to struggle free, but the more she struggled, the crazier he became. He held her slender waist with one hand, making her unable to move at all, and with the other hand, he pulled at her clothes.

This man is in a good mood, that's it.

Like a wild horse.

Never gentle.

"If you want it, you have to go to bed." "Can't you be gentler?"

Although the little girl couldn't move, she kept complaining until the passionate kiss blocked her cherry lips and made her unable to make any sound. In the huge cabin, the only sounds were the woman's moans and the man's heavy breathing.

Men want to be crazy.

Tears gradually welled up in the little woman's eyes as she complained that he didn't know how to be gentle with women.

The man glanced at the little woman's blushing face. Her delicate appearance made the heat in his body even more intense.

"The fishermen are all rough guys, and they treat young ladies like this at night."

The man's voice was hoarse, and before he finished speaking, his movements became more brutal.

Really like a rough guy.

The little woman couldn't help but scream and groan. When she couldn't bear it anymore, she grabbed the man's back with her little hands.

This slight sting aroused the man's ferocity even more.

After repeating this process over and over again, the little woman's voice became hoarse.

"Take it easy."

The man turned a deaf ear and said in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you ask me to pretend to be a fisherman? Rough men always treat young ladies like this, and young ladies are used to it."

The little woman cried, "The felt on the ground is too hard. It hurts."

"When the rough guy gets in the mood, he'll just go for it right there on the slope of the field."

As the man spoke, he pushed the person over, pinched her soft and boneless waist with his rough big hands, and demanded it more fiercely and unscrupulously.

That night, there were only two people in the pleasure boat on the river. The rough man turned over and over and did it countless times, each time with extreme ferocity. The little woman's eyes were swollen with tears, and she said that she would never let a man be a fisherman again, and she would never be a lady again.

The rough man is fierce.

I can’t stand it. I really can’t stand it.

When the little woman opened her eyes again, it was already the second half of the next day. She was sleeping on the large yellow pear wood bed in the pleasure boat. Lu Ji had returned from his shift and was sitting on a felt mat on the ground reading a book.

"woke up."

Sensing the movement, Lu Ji raised his eyes to look at the sleepy little woman on the bed, and spoke in a soft and clear voice.

The little girl snorted and turned around.

She was angry with him again. It was really not her fault this time. He had gone too far last night and he hadn't let her go even though she cried and begged. It was no wonder that she was angry.

Lu Ji stood up and sat in front of the little woman, leaning close to her ear and asking her, "Does it hurt?"

I have been a wife for a year, so I don't feel any pain, but I was tortured so badly by him last night, and I feel angry.

"Of course it hurts." She said, aggrieved: "How can I bear it if you don't care about me like that?"

Lu Ji believed it and lifted the quilt to see: "Are you hurt?"

The little woman hurriedly covered herself with the quilt and turned to stare at him: "What are you looking at? Will it stop hurting if you look at it?"

Then he turned around and said, "I begged you so much last night, but you wouldn't give up. Why are you here pretending to be a good person now?"

The little woman who just woke up has a lazy posture, and with this coquettish look, she looks even more charming and delicate.

The man leaned over to her ear and coaxed her: "Don't be angry, I will compensate you well."

As he spoke, his big hands couldn't help but reach into the quilt and cover her softness: "This time, I must be gentler, okay."

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