She felt that everything was novel, so she touched here and looked there. Seeing this, Najia volunteered to be a guide for her and took her to visit.

Fu Song changed into a dress, an old Russian Luhang flight jacket, jeans, and finally put on a pair of black military boots, grabbed a double-barrel hunting rifle and went out.

"Where are you going?" Chen Hong shouted on the window on the second floor.

Fu Song turned around and made a pistol gesture at her, and smiled and said, "Go to eat wild food, are you going?"

Chen Hong scolded angrily: "Get out!"

Fu Song shrugged: "Don't eat that night."

Chen Hong was so angry that she stomped her feet. What kind of wild food do you eat? If you want to eat, eat me. You are a stinky man with a thief heart but no courage!

Fu Song laughed and said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Chen Hong asked, "What are there?"

Fu Song said: "This season there are many pheasants, ducks and quails."

Chen Hong thought for a while and said, "Then eat chicken."

Fu Song said: "Okay, let you eat enough tonight!"

Looking back, Najia was staring at Fu Song's back in a daze. Chen Hong became even more angry and snorted heavily. Najia came to her senses and quickly lowered her head.

Chen Hong looked at her up and down while circled around Najia.

Even as a woman, she had to admit that Najia not only had an angel-like pure face, but also had a perfect figure given by God. Wrapped in jeans, her legs were as slender and straight as birch trunks outside, and the curves were extremely smooth and rounded from top to bottom.

Even she was so jealous that she looked at her, so she slapped her hard on the butt, but she still felt confused and squeezed her hard.

"Ah!" Najia was startled by Chen Hong's sudden attack, turned around and covered her butt, and said with a grievance: "Miss Chen, why did you hit me?"

"Tsk tsk, it's good elasticity. No wonder he stared at your butt all day long." Chen Hong was surprised by the touch from her fingers, and asked fiercely: "The last time he stayed here for one night, nothing happened to you?"

Stingy, sensitive, and nervous. In just a moment, Najia put these three labels on Chen Hong in her heart. In addition, in the past few days, she also found that this woman had a strong desire for control and power, was moody, and had a slight tendency to be masochistic.

Humph, don’t think I don’t know what you look like in front of Mr. Fu. You really know people but not your heart. You can’t be inferior!

"Hmm? Why don't you answer my question?" Chen Hong lifted her chin with force, but Najia was only 1.7 meters tall, two centimeters taller than her, so her posture looked a bit funny.

Seeing that Chen Hong had bad eyes, Najia quickly raised her right hand and said, "Nothing really happened, I swear!"

In her opinion, only with Mr. Fu, what happened. As for whether Mr. Fu was sleeping on his thighs or touching his hands, it was nothing.

Although Chen Hong did not have a full letter, he did not ask any further questions, but he still warned: "If he harasses you, you must tell me!"

"Okay, Miss Chen!" Najia agreed very happily, but said in her heart, I don't want it. I wish Mr. Fu could harass me hard!

Chen Hong changed into a smiley face again and asked, "What's fun here?"

"Hunting!" Najia actually wanted to go hunting with Fu Song. When she was a child, her father often took her to hunt with her sister. At that time, her father had not become an alcoholic, but since she started practicing gymnastics, she had never come out to hunt again.

Chen Hong frowned slightly: "That's what men like to play. I mean is there anything we women can play with?"

Najia disagreed with Chen Hong's view. In the Soviet Union, hunting was a popular leisure method for men, women, young and old. How could it be regarded as a unique entertainment program for men?

But she didn't dare to refute, racked her brains and thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "Where are you taking a bath?"

Seeing Chen Hong look puzzled, Na Jia gave her a detailed introduction. Chen Hong heard that Russian bathing can nourish the skin and detoxify, and her eyes were lit up after being happy with beauty.

Just as she heard that men and women bathed together, she showed disappointed eyes.

Najia smiled and said, "Miss Chen, you can actually wash it here, but it needs to be modified."

Chen Hong bounced her finger on her forehead: "Why are you still standing there? Go and renovate it quickly!"

Walking in the dusk, Fu Song returned to the cabin with a hunting rifle. He didn't stay in the woods for a long time and was not lucky. He only shot some pheasants and quails. Not to mention elk, he didn't even see a hair on his four legs.

It took a long time since I was exercising, and Fu Song was so tired that he threw down his gun and collapsed on the chair as soon as he entered the house.

While there was no one there, Chen Hong sat on his thigh and hugged his neck and said, "You can't even get rid of hair, right? I'm almost starving to death!"

"I beat a few pheasants and wild ducks, and Lao Yu and the others took them to the river to clean up." Fu Song naturally put his hand in the hem of her clothes and looked around, "Where is Najia?"

Chen Hong poked his forehead with shame and annoyed, "While you touching someone, you are thinking about your little lover! She is renovating the bathroom, hehe, you can eat a sauna at night, do you want to come together?"

The morning sun shone through the thin layer of skin on the eyelids, irritating the pupils slightly contracted. After a while, Fu Song got used to it.

There were waves of birds singing in my ears, and the chirping was so lively.

Where am I?

Fu Song squinted his eyes and was stunned for a while. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He looked down and Najia shrank in his arms with his back to him, his face flushed. He looked back and saw, Oh my God, what did I do last night!

Drinking is a mistake!

However, the facts proved that the jar of medicinal wine given by Tykhomirov was really effective, and I can't accept it.

Gently moved Chen Hong's arms and thighs on her body away, and then carefully pulled her arms out from under Najia's neck. After doing all this, Fu Song felt that he was almost exhausted.

Don't wake up, don't wake up!

Lying on the bed for a while, Fu Song tiptoed out of the bed, put on his clothes as quickly as possible, and finally looked back and swallowed involuntarily. Beasts, beasts, I was so fucking beasts last night!

Half an hour later, Fu Song was at the dining table in front of the wooden house, drinking steaming black tea while raising his ears to pay attention to the direction of the bedroom on the second floor.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Suddenly, two women screamed from the second floor, followed by Chen Hong's angrily scolding: "Najia, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!