Two men on the small mountain road below were not stealing tricycles; moreover, they had contracted this mountain. Apart from the forest, there were also bamboo groves.
It wasn't even autumn or winter yet, but the entire mountain village was covered in falling leaves, giving them an ominous feeling.
So, looking up from the foot of the mountain, they were as anxious as if they were looking for someone, afraid that villagers might steal their bamboo shoots.
"Will they come up here? Ah! Did you hear what I said?"
Lin Wan'er watched as Lin Zhenghui lifted her legs, spreading her into an M shape, and viciously ravaged her Back Mountain Holy Land.
Each move penetrated deeply and then withdrew, leaving her in a dreamlike stupor, her body convulsing uncontrollably.
"Why bother about them so much? It's two or three kilometers from here, by the time they climb up here, it'll be an hour later." Lin Zhenghui watched her mouth open and close as he assaulted her back door.
