Lin Xiaolan has been suffering a lot lately, she thinks she is sick, and the part of her body that is sick is still very shameful.
It started a month ago when a relative bought her a bicycle when she returned to her village. I don't know why, but whenever she rides on this thing and pedals and rubs it, the lower part of her body itches terribly, and sometimes some sticky things flow out of her inexplicably.
She is a mountain child, not much schooling, the mountain information is relatively closed, after this situation, I am worried about whether I have a strange disease.
Because of the location of the disease in the place where she urinated, very shameful, has been embarrassed to tell the family, this day she really can not help it, then toward the east end of the village of the home of Mr. Wang, looking for Mr. Wang to give himself a look.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
The old man was sitting on a rattan chair in the courtyard, shaking a banana fan in his hand, drinking a small tea leisurely, and raised his eyes to see Lin Xiaolan walking into the courtyard.
Lin Xiaolan is eighteen years old this year, although she is a child in the mountains, but she is very well developed, it should be because she hasn't started to wear a bra yet, and the pair of pigeon-shaped fullness on the inside bob up and down along with the striding legs.
"Ran, how come you have the time to come and see me, a bad old man?"
Seeing in front of the long beautiful, chest fullness also up and down swing Lin Xiaolan, the old king heart slightly some floating thoughts, eyes without traces in her fullness vaguely reveals the deep parts of the quiet survey.
After Old Wang returned to the village, he brought back a lot of rare things from the city and often gave them to her, she had a very good impression of Old Wang, and politely bent over slightly when she spoke.
‘It’s not some great skill, just common minor illnesses; a person like me can handle them. Is it your grandpa who’s sick?’
Lin Xiaolan’s T-shirt was fairly loose, and as she bent over, it faced Old Wang directly. The fullness visible at her neckline caught Old Wang’s eye, and he could vaguely see those two tempting little cherries. Maybe because she had been lonely after returning to the village, seeing this scene suddenly triggered an embarrassing reaction in him.
‘It’s not my grandpa who’s sick.’ Lin Xiaolan was simple-minded and didn’t notice Old Wang’s reaction. Instead, she thought of her own illness and her face darkened. After a moment of hesitation, she said, ‘It’s… me who’s sick.’
In the mountains, even a minor illness could be a source of shame. And her illness happened to be in a private area, which caused a faint blush to appear on Lin Xiaolan’s fair and delicate face, making her look shyly adorable.
‘Xiaolan, you can’t take being sick lightly. Where does it hurt? Tell me, quickly.’ Old Wang forced down his irritation and asked kindly.
Lin Xiaolan’s parents were working away from home, and usually only her elderly grandfather kept her company. She felt a bit embarrassed about speaking up, but seeing how concerned Old Wang was and thinking he seemed like a good person, she slightly gritted her teeth.
‘Grandpa Wang, you can’t laugh at me if I tell you. My illness is a bit… unusual.’ On the way here, Lin Xiaolan had been riding her bicycle over rough roads and had clamped her legs together unconsciously.
‘How could I possibly laugh at you?’ Old Wang grinned, noticing Lin Xiaolan’s bashfulness and assumed the girl had some secret embarrassment.
‘Don’t worry, I won’t laugh at you, and I’ll keep it a secret too.’
Being young and having such an unusual illness, she worried about how she would get married if it couldn’t be treated. Old Wang’s promise reassured her, and she smiled, showing her white teeth.
‘Thank you, Grandpa.’
Lin Xiaolan lowered her head a little shyly, plucked up her courage, and gradually pointed her fingers to the place where she peeed below.
"Uncle, it's here, it's itchy, it's very uncomfortable." Pointing to the part of her shame, Lin Xiaolan's face suddenly turned red.
Lao Wang looked in the direction, the tight denim wrap, and the triangular silhouette reflected in the underwear could be vaguely seen, Lin Xiaolan's words made people think about it, and a certain position in the lower body couldn't help but bounce along.
"Is it itchy? What's going on, talk to the uncle well. Lao Wang was a little confused, and stared down at Lin Xiaolan's thighs.
Lao Wang is the only person in the village who has the ability to see a doctor, and he is usually good to himself, Lin Xiaolan simply told it all.
"I don't know what's going on, since I rode the bicycle my uncle bought for me, I've been sick, not only itchy, but sometimes some sticky things come out."
As soon as he heard this, Lao Wang was happy, where was he sick, it was clear that Lin Xiaolan had reached the age of emotion, the road in the mountains was bumpy, and her thighs were rubbing on the stool, and she felt it.
Looking at Lin Xiaolan's embarrassed and anxious appearance, Lao Wang wanted to tell her the truth, looking at her young figure, slender waist like a water snake, and seemed to know nothing about physiology.
He is only fifty this year, and he is still very strong, and he always wants to find a place to vent recently, isn't this mountain girl in front of him who doesn't understand anything an opportunity?
"Xiao Lan, I'm afraid you have a yin disease, maybe you'll die." Lao Wang stood up pretending to be nervous and said boldly against his will.
Seeing Lao Wang's solemn and serious expression, Lin Xiaolan, who was still a child, panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Lao Wang's arm.
"Uncle, what is a yin disease, don't scare me, I'm only eighteen and I'm not married yet."
