Chapter 1065: My boy urine

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"Big Brother!" Jing Hua's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Jing Xuan with a stern gaze: "I mean, I'm a little faster than you, throw away the identity of the first brother!"
"So what? Your time is no match for mine." Jing Xuan said with confidence.
"You didn't do it, how do you know I can't beat you?" Jing Hua smiled proudly when he thought of his bravery in bed: "I can fight again in two hours."
Jing Xuan patted Jing Hua on the shoulder and said with a long heart: "My brother, two hours is really ... too fast."
"I'm fucking!" Jing Hua scolded rudely. Two hours, too fast?
He squinted at Jingxuan: "Brother, two hours is still fast, then your gun is bulletless."
Only a bulletless gun can't shoot anything.
As soon as Gu Jiajia came out, she heard what Jinghua said. She looked at Jingxuan puzzled: "Jing Shao, your gun has no bullets. If you run into a bad guy, how do you shoot someone?"
Jing Xuan seemed to yell at Gu Jiajia at this moment: "The bullet" of the Lord, only shot at my woman!
But he restrained himself. He was elegant, honored Jing Shao, and would not growl at a woman so rudely.
He glanced lightly at Gu Jiajia. Under the light, his eyes shone coldly.
Gu Jiajia is even more puzzled. Why does Jing Shao look at her like this?
Did she make a mistake?
What is the use of a gun with a bullet?
Just like Tang Huai carrying a broken grenade, it can only scare people.
Jing Hua Zhao Gu Jiajia reached out his hand, Gu Jiajia smiled sweetly and reached over.
Jinghua's big palm held her small hand, her whole small hand, his temperature came. She looked at him affectionately.
Jinghua looked at her and said, "Big Brother has a gun set up, not used to shoot bad guys. It's late, let's go home to sleep, and tossed you to noon today, you are tired enough. "
After that, Jinghua glanced at Jingxuan provocatively. I am not the first elder brother anymore.
Gu Jiazuo's face was hot, shy shouting: "How can I say this."

The night is beautiful, and the sounds of various insects, squeaking and rattling, are intertwined and become a beautiful melody.
With the mountains in the back and the water in the front, the environment here is also very beautiful.
The sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard actually opened, full of sweet-scented osmanthus.
Zhong Xing, in black sportswear, sat at the stone table with one arm resting on the table, leaning lazily on the bamboo chair, looking at the curved, like a sickle moon hanging in the night sky ahead ...
The lamp in the yard was so bright that he seemed to have his own halo, exuding a sad atmosphere—
An old man in his sixties, holding a plate of meat in one hand and a bottle of medicinal wine in one hand, came out of his hut.
"Wipe your feet first to prevent swelling tomorrow." Said the old man.
Zhong Xing is accustomed to running and strengthening at night, and accidentally sprained his foot. He took the medicinal liquor passed by the old man. "Trouble the third uncle."
Zhong Xing came back to his hometown and came to his third uncle's house to calm down.
When Uncle San was young, there were objects, but on the wedding day, the bride fell on the way to meet her and hung up.
Then it was spread that the third uncle was the wife's life.
Did not dare to marry him ...
So, have been single until now.
He was listed as a five-guarantee household, and the government had no money to subsidize it, but during the New Year, he would distribute ten pounds of rice or a quilt or something.
Even so, his life is free and chic.
Because he is the uncle of Zhong Xing's relatives, the rich Zhong Shumin will take care of him and give him money.
He is in the village, plowing and chopping firewood, and his health is very healthy.
When Zhong Xing was a kid, he especially liked to run to the house of San Shu Gong. When he was young, his health was not very good. When he was young, he would carry him up the mountain to catch birds, find wild fruits, and cut wood.
Uncle San treats Zhong Xing like his grandson: "Don't rub it on me, apply it quickly, apply it where it hurts, rub it hard, and rub it until your skin gets hot!"
Zhong Xing unscrewed the bottle cap, and it smelled strangely. It was so unpleasant and choking!
Zhong Xing didn't open her face, frowned, and looked disgusted. What kind of medicinal wine is this?
He poured the medicated wine a little in his palm and rubbed it towards his ankle.
After rubbing for a long time, the skin finally became warm, with a refreshing feeling, penetrated into the skin.
Zhong Xing couldn't feel the pain in the twisted place, he frowned, so effective?
He looked at Sanshu Gong and smiled: "Sanshu Gong, what kind of medicinal wine is this so effective?"
"Boy urine." The third uncle was eating meat and drinking wine.
"Boy pee?" Zhong Xing paused.
He twitched the corner of his eye and looked weirdly at his ankle.
Is urine stained on his skin, dirty or not?
But when I think of urinary urination, forget it, what is dirty?
Some people still drink it.
Zhong Xing fell a little more and continued rubbing, he quipped: "Which kid in the village did you lie in urine?"
"mine."
"What?" Zhong Xing shook his hand and almost got rid of the medicine bottle in his hand.
The third uncle hurried forward, grabbed the medicine bottle, and said nervously: "Hold it, this is a baby thing!"
The corner of Zhong Xing's eyes was even more powerful. What was the uncle's childhood?
Is he still a boy? !
Zhong Xing wants to kick people!
He rushed to the faucet and washed his hands.
He also wanted to wash his feet, and Sanshu Gong quickly said: "It ’s all rubbed, hypocritical! You are washing now, it ’s useless. Alcohol has passed through your pores and entered your wound. Just wash off. "
When Zhong Xing heard it, he acted.
"Wash your hands and come back to have a drink with Uncle San."
Never mind!
Zhong Xing said in heart: The uncle of the three uncles, don't waste it!
Urine is dirty, but some urine can really be used as medicine.
Such as boy urine.
Zhong Xing came back and kept thinking: Boy urine is clean, boy urine is clean ...
Sitting back at the position, Zhong Xing still couldn't help but ask: "Sanshu Gong, you boy soaked, how long have you left it?"
"For five or six years, some precious herbs are put in it, and then I brewed it with my boy urine and wine."
Zhong Xing looked at the three uncles in amusement: "They are all very old, and the boy, are you afraid to laugh your own big teeth?"
"My big teeth have long been lost. I was a boy." There are no broken places, all boys.
"I heard that Grandma Wang next door wants to be with you. Why don't you agree?" Zhong Xing sat down and took out the chopsticks to eat the meat in the plate.
The texture of the meat is very good, the bones are very crisp, the taste is great, it can be eaten, it is game.
Zhong Xing wanted to ask what was the meat, but the old uncle's voice sounded in his ear: "I've been here for the rest of my life, and half of my legs have stepped into the coffin. What kind of company are you looking for?"