Chapter 17

Yan Sen sat on the wooden bench to milk the cow, with a serious face, and every now and then said a few soothing words to the cow, as if what was in front of him was not a cow, but a person.

The early morning sunlight penetrated through the cracks of the wooden boards, and the golden sunlight gradually filled up the entire shed, and his person drowned in it, the light dotted, outlining the contours of his face more clearly, and also softening his hard face.

Qin Li stood to the side and watched him, feeling that at this time he was not quite the same as the big back man she perceived who drove a tractor to pick her up, at least he no longer appeared to be cold, and even had a kind of gentle that defied the norm. A person who could be kind to animals should not be bad in nature.

Probably sensing her gaze, Yan Sen coldly turned his face toward her.

Her own gaze being hit squarely by him, Qin Li is a bit embarrassed, hiding a dry cough, and without words, she says, "Is it hard to milk?"

He asked, "Do you want to try?"

Saying this, he moves his butt outward, moving out a small piece of ground for her, and then nods his chin towards her, signaling her to sit down.

Qin Li had only made a casual remark, but now that she was in a hurry, she had no choice but to sit down beside him.

Yan Sen handed over a jar of Vaseline, and when he saw that she looked puzzled, he explained, "To reduce friction."

Because of the close proximity, the two bodies inevitably touched, and vaguely could smell a grassy odor, coming from him, with so little oppression.

Qin Li smiled to himself, open the lid to the petroleum jelly squeeze in the palm of the hand, the essential oil fragrance instantly masked that if there is no grass flavor.

After applying the petroleum jelly, Qin Li was dumbfounded. Facing a living cow, looking at its nipples bigger than her own fists bobbing in front of her eyes, she only felt a great deal of pressure.

Forget it, she'd better watch the battle from the side.

But before she could back out, she saw Yan Sen stretch out his two hands and press them on the cow's udders, saying, "Wrap your palms around two of its four nipples like this, and milk the front pair first like this, and when you're done milking, then milk the back ones."

Qin Li, "..."

Yan Sen continued, "Thumb and forefinger together clamp the nipple, press the bottom of the nipple, fill the nipple in the palm of your hand, then squeeze slightly harder, massage with the right amount of strength, so that the cow will produce pleasure and have more milk."

Obviously he was teaching her in a serious manner, but why did she always feel that there was a hint in the words, even the action was slightly erotic. Looking back at his expression, it was that same unspoken smile again, as if everything was her own overthinking.

Yan Sen glanced at her, seeming to see through her mind, his eyebrows raised with a few hints of derision. Qin Li blushed and hurriedly turned her eyes toward the cow.

"You try it."

Qin Li followed his demonstration and pressed her hand on the cow's nipple, letting a female animal touch a female animal's nipple with all sorts of diarrhea.

She casually pinched the cow and made a perfunctory effort at that, not expecting to be seen through by Yan Sen. With a cold poker face, he said, "Either you don't do it, since you do it, you have to do it seriously."

Hearing him say this, Qin Li instead embarrassed, had to concentrate on milking.

Don't look down on this milking thing, is also a pile of technical work, probably she is too slow, how to pinch the technique is not right. The cow was mooing, but not a drop of milk came out.

Yan Sen especially patient, demonstrated over and over again, it is strange, the milk is obviously there, how he squeezed out, change the person will not come out?

Qin Li dry laugh two, said, "probably cows do not like me ..." I think it is better to forget it.

The latter half of the sentence was swallowed after seeing his serious expression, and Yan Sen continued to teach her, just short of handholding her. Qin Li even began to suspect that this cow is sexist, deliberately holding back and against themselves? In this case, a normal person would have given up long ago, but Yan Sen just did not know how tired he was to teach her over and over again. Finally, under his persistent efforts, the first drop of milk flowed out of the milk tube. Qin Li was so moved that she wanted to cry.

After waiting to milk out these two, Qin Li was physically and mentally exhausted and thought, "This can always let me go now.

As a result, he arrogantly stretched his hand, pointing to the other two milks of the cow, saying, "We can learn from the past and learn from the future, so you can milk these two together.

Qin Li instantly want to cry without tears, really want to hold the barrel suicide.

Yan Sen looked at her and said, "If you don't want to, just talk to me."

Qin Li opens her mouth before she can make a sound, and he hears him continue, "But I don't think you'll be unwilling, otherwise you wouldn't have traveled a long way to come here for a blind date with a peasant like me, what do you think?"

Was this asking for her opinion? Qin Li could only swallow a bellyful of complaints, come on, who let her lose her wallet, can't even leave if she wants to, just take it as an experience of farmer's life here.

Qin Li smeared a little bit of Vaseline on her hand and began to attack the other two tits.

After no less than fifty times of milking, her hands are sore, finally filled half a bucket of milk, Qin Li has been unable to take into account the feelings of the cows, her current mood is like being trampled by a hundred grass mud horses, this life never drink milk this kind of thing again.

I don't know if it's because of her heavy hand, good standing in front of the cow suddenly moo long hissed, uneasily raised his hooves.

After all, the cow's body is huge, to be kicked, not dead but also disabled. Qin Li startled, see it raised hooves, subconsciously dodge backward. She is out of instinct, but the movement range is too large, the body immediately lost balance. Seeing that she was going to fall on her back, in a panic, she grabbed Yan Sen.

Who knew that this person was just as big, and his sense of balance was just as bad as hers. With such a grab by her, the two of them tumbled backwards together and fell eight feet to the sky.

Qin Li was pressed underneath, Yan Sen's face was sunk into her chest, and she could still feel his tall nose against her. This position was soulful enough! To take off the clothes, it was restrictive.

Butt fell open, body also pressed a man, a good white dress all pinched in the mud, Qin Li this angry out.

She pinched Yan Sen hard, and said in a bad mood, "You still don't get up."

Yan Sen finally turned his face away, and said three words like gold, "Orgasm."

Qin Li was stunned and immediately blushed, secretly saying, "Who had an orgasm? You?

Yan Sen propped his hand on the ground and stood up sharply, finishing that unfinished sentence, "I mean the cow."

Qin Li, "..."

Just now when he fell and knocked over the barrel, the milk that was squeezed out with great difficulty was spilled all over the place, and now only a small half of it is left, and the heart labored for so long for nothing.

Qin Li was so depressed, her body was covered with mud, her feet stepped on cow dung, her head was on top of the straw, the key is to toss half a day and still accomplished nothing, really called her to cry without tears.

"How are you?"

Qin Li said, "Not good."

Yan Sen, "I mean, did you fall and hurt."

There were still five empty buckets on the ground, Qin Li was really afraid that he would let her continue to milk the cows, and busied herself by saying, "I just fell on my leg."

Yan Sen nodded, "Then you go back and rest first."

Qin Li was like being pardoned, turning around and leaving.

Yan Sen looked at her back and shook his head, this woman wasn't the type he was looking for, she was too delicate, couldn't suffer, and like all the other women from the city, couldn't stay with him in the countryside for the rest of her life.

On the other end, Thomas saw Qin Li limping in and asked, "What happened to you? Why are you in such a mess?"

Qin Li throws away the straw in her hair and huffs, "Milking."

Thomas, "Is Little Flower being naughty again."

"Little Flower?"

"That's the reddish-brown, showy-looking cow."

The cows in the barn are all in the same mold, Qin Li really didn't think any of them looked good, but after this human-cow battle, she was exhausted and really didn't have the mood to argue this kind of irrelevant issue with him at this juncture.

Thomas looked at her lifeless face, patted her shoulder with understanding, said, "Little flower recognizes life, once back to life, more squeezed a few times will be good."

Qin Li, "..."

At this time, Yan Sen walked in, carrying two buckets of milk in his hands, and in just a little bit of time, he had actually finished milking.

He still had little expression as he said to Qin Li, "Go freshen up, then come have breakfast."

Hearing these words, Qin Li's stomach sang an empty city tune in response, and she then remembered that she hadn't eaten breakfast yet. Tossing around in the barn for half a day, she had forgotten all about breakfast.

Qin Li went upstairs to the bathroom, she took off her dirty clothes and sat on a small bench to rub them.

It is said that the city set deep, she see is the rural set deep is right, Yan Sen this farmer to their own this city people trick is the head turn.

The stains on her clothes couldn't be washed off, so Qin Li threw the clothes into the footbath and leaned disheveledly against the wall. She wiped her hands haphazardly, picked up the cell phone that was sitting on the tub, and flipped through WeChat.

The circle of friends was full of Sun Yi brushing the screen, it seemed that he had taken Xu Jing on a trip around the world, a while on a cruise ship, a while on a helicopter, playing with the most upscale.

Although already divorced, but say not heart stuffed is false, Sun Yat to Qin Li this original spouse is Marxism-Leninism, to Xu Jing this new love is liberalism, she wants to give what you want.

Qin Li knows that these photos may not be Sun Yat-sen, most likely Xu Jing, in order to let her see, can not personally show off in front of her, had to change this way, but also worked. She is not to argue with the brush of the circle of friends, Qin Li knows that she should delete Sun Yat-sen, but for some reason, she did not do so. Maybe from the bottom of her bones she also has unwillingness, hoping that one day she will be able to make a name for herself, mixed better than him, let him red in the eyes, let him regret.

She picked up the half-washed dress and continued to rub it, harder than earlier. This dress was still a birthday gift from Sun Yat-sen a few years ago. At that time, the two of them had a pretty harmonious relationship, going in and out together, not that they weren't envied. Although it is not a big brand name clothes, but Qin Li has been when the treasure, wear a few years, early old, but she just has not been willing to throw away. It's not that there are no new clothes, it's that she doesn't want to give up.

Sun Yat-sen is like this dress, even if it is broken, but also want to make up, will continue to wear.

Thinking of the man, the heart of the depression and irritation began to ferment, and a hair out of control. People with a new love to see the world in style, while she was abandoned chaff, but self-loathing in this as a farmer.

What in the world is she doing? The heart is angry, under the hands of the strength is also more and more big, a not pay attention to, just listen to the sound of puffing, clothes were rubbed out a hole by her.

Qin Li threw the soap, secretly, broken on broken, this broken clothes she does not want.

Just thinking so, at this time there was a knock on the door from outside, and Thomas' voice came through the doorway.

"You've been washing for an hour and a half, my brother asked me to come up and see if you're still alive."

Qin Li just wanted to get up, but she unexpectedly stepped on the soap that she had just thrown away, her feet slipped, and she fell again.

Hearing her screams, Thomas was startled and asked, "Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Li cried, "I fell and I think I twisted my back."

Thomas said, "Then open the door and let me in."

Qin Li, "The door is locked, I ..."

Before the three words in the bath could be uttered, Thomas ran away in a gust of wind.

"You wait, I'll go call my brother."