Chapter 10 Chapter Ten Collusion

Ever since the two sides cooperated closely during that trip to Yiwu, Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei have been caring, not like a husband and wife, but better than a husband and wife.To be precise, Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei completed the signing ceremony of the long-term cooperation in a black Audi car during the trip to Yiwu, using only their naked bodies without pens. They cooperate openly and secretly.Their cooperation methods are both covert and clever. One of the most successful things they cooperated with was to force out Huang Hai, Cheng Jiaqing's former secretary. According to rank, Huang Hai is the same as Cheng Jiaqing, but Huang Hai is older than Cheng Jiaqing by a slap in the face.Huang Hai is above average in height, with a broad face, thick eyebrows and thick lips, a pair of big hairy hands, and some excess fat. His face is cyanotic, as if it has not been washed for a long time.The whole looks like a rough block that has not yet been carved. When he was young, he walked vigorously, following the trajectory of natural laws. The decline made his steps sluggish. He was transferred from the position of army commander to the local government.Although he was a soldier, his temper was not violent. He was different from Cheng Jiaqing in many aspects, but the only thing they had in common was that neither of them was a peaceful person.

According to rank, Huang Hai is the same as Cheng Jiaqing, and according to rank, Cheng Jiaqing is only half a rank lower than Huang Hai.Hierarchy, in fact, is order, and what it shows is precisely the power gap between the strong and the weak.People who despise it are either ambitious or ambitious, but Cheng Jiaqing mixes ambition and ambition, just like his official status and rogue temperament are well combined.The main work that officials do on weekdays is nothing more than flattery, remuneration, and handling conflicts, which are both subordinate to red tape and indispensable. General officials are competent, but there are some problems between officials that are difficult to solve, such as A strong man like Lu Zhishen can pull out all the weeping willows, but he cannot pull out his own hair and lift his feet off the ground.

The conflict between Cheng Jiaqing and Huang Hai focused on how to deal with Qi Wanchun. The completion of the Anning Shopping Center in 1993 caused a person in charge of the Anning Shopping Center Construction Headquarters to fall from his post and lose his official position. However, Qi Wanchun, the legal representative of the contractor, was fine. No matter what, it couldn’t be justified. Because the amount of money spent in private pockets in the construction of Anning Mall can be said to be astonishingly large. A more knowledgeable estimate is that it is around one million. Everyone agrees that Qi Wanchun's transition from the detention center to the prison is just a matter of front and back.

Unexpectedly, when he came out of the detention center, Qi Wanchun's head turned even higher.This is like the tail of a mouse that was originally scheduled to be cut off was not cut off, but instead became a flagpole. The common people were very unconvinced. Therefore, Huang Hai and a deputy secretary of the county party committee advocated mobilizing Qi Wanchun, but they were strongly opposed by Cheng Jiaqing and another member of the standing committee of the county party committee. There are opinions.Since then, the seemingly friendly situation between the secretary of the county party committee and the county magistrate has ceased to exist. Cheng Jiaqing found out that Huang Hai was in the way. Already aware of this.They understand that on many issues, Huang Hai is already an empty shell, like a useless cicada slough. From the perspective of age, brains, and mobility, Cheng Jiaqing undoubtedly has obvious advantages. There are much more opportunities to show up than Huang Hai.In their eyes, Huang Hai is a person who is timid, while Cheng Jiaqing is a person who dares to do things—maybe because of his personal intelligence, or because of the background.These politically sensitive people have clearly felt that it will be a matter of time for Cheng Jiaqing to become the secretary. Even if he is not the secretary of the county party committee now, he will exercise more power than the secretary.Therefore, the sycophant showed the elegance of practicing Taijiquan, and couldn't wait to extend his hand to Cheng Jiaqing.

It's always better to have a hand first. In terms of political relations between men and women, men love to go. As time went by, Cheng Jiaqing's behavior became more and more like a county party secretary.It is difficult for people to remove him from the center or focus position, and the two eyes that humans have can only notice a little bit.In fact, the two human eyes function as one eye.There is no way for human beings to look at this person with one eye and look at another person with the other eye at the same time, because people put their eyes all on Cheng Jiaqing, so most people didn't notice Fu Mei's changes.Fu Mei's hair is cut short, which makes her more energetic, and she has more opportunities to appear on cable TV.

Most people can't see it, because she has always been keen to show her face in the limelight, and she spends more time on the TV screen, and her spirits are more flying. For a period of time, she appeared on TV almost every day, and someone pointed to her face embedded in the TV screen and said with a sneer: "Don't look at her on TV, but she still cooks for her husband and washes her feet when she comes home." Water, her husband—" At this point in the statement, I didn't finish it, leaving a lingering rhyme for the audience to chew on.In fact, what he wanted to say was: Once Fu Mei’s husband, Wang Kui, was going out drunk and Fu Mei came back in the middle of the night, rolling down from the first step of the public stairs on the second floor to the last step , so that Fu Mei stayed at home for the next few days, and waited for the bruise to disappear before going to work.It's really hard to say whether there is such a thing.Even if there are, after all, not many people really see it, and most people listen to other people's rumors, so even the people who listen to it don't believe it.

However, it was true that Fu Mei had been punched by her husband. Her husband was short, strong, and powerful, but his face was full of flesh when he smiled.If he hangs another waist knife, he will be a full-fledged street ruffian.The fist of such a sturdy little man is no less than that of a boxer, and with a light flick, one's feet will be turned upside down.He is strong, but his brain is a little rigid, like a wooden top, which cannot turn without a whip. He has lived in Guangxi for many years, and returned to Nanzhang with his father's change of job. Later, he met Fu Mei by chance.Fu Mei chose all the high branches and refused to live there. She waited until her thirties passed before marrying Wang Kui.Wang Kui loves to drink, but he firmly forbids Fu Mei to drink, for no reason.

Although there is no reason, he did it anyway, maybe he did it to show the mighty image of a big man in public—especially a big man who is almost overwhelmed by the excellence of his wife.But what he did in this way had the opposite effect. Some people commented: This is called one thing dropping one thing.However, the marriage of the two was the result of free love after all. I don't know what powerful sanctions Fu Mei adopted later, so that Wang Kui listened to the crocodile in Han Yu's "Sacrifice to Crocodile" and obediently restrained his bravery and ferocity. up. Fu Mei began to feel that it was Huang Hai who had trouble with her.

Fu Mei is not staying with Cheng Jiaqing, she has her own purpose: one is that with Cheng Jiaqing, she feels like she has a protective sword, and her sense of arrogance can increase day by day; Sweetness, whoever points the sword at Qi Wanchun, she feels that she is pointing at her; third, in view of the relationship between herself and Cheng Jiaqing, who is like a dodder girl, she must unite to defeat the Yellow Sea, so that one can take power alone, and the other can rise from the source.Although Huang Hai has already turned a blind eye, as long as things don't go out of line, he will definitely not show his face.But Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei felt that if Huang Hai's shadow swayed in front of their eyes for a day, they would not be happy for a day, even if they were impatient with Huang Hai's stylized perfunctory.

For the convenience of the tryst, Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei opened a room at Youhe Hotel.Cheng Jiaqing's tenderness towards Fu Mei in the secret Xiangchao did not weaken Fu Mei's dissatisfaction with Huang Hai.That afternoon, Cheng Jiaqing suddenly thought of Fu Mei, and contacted Fu Mei impatiently.Fifteen minutes later, Fu Mei arrived panting. She slammed the door and walked in. Before Cheng Jiaqing was in front of her, a series of words came out of her mouth: "It's really maddening! I don't know your county. How do you grow up! Sitting there for a long time without daring to fart. People stand on top of my head, trying to trample me into meat, and you still pretend to be okay. I am eaten by others, and you will sit back and watch .Hmph, I see through you. You just think of me as a flower girl who comes and goes when you ask her—you don’t care about me at all.”

"Grandma, keep your voice down." Cheng Jiaqing went over and closed the door, put on the insurance, then walked towards Fu Mei with a smirk on her face. "Hmph, still laughing?" "What's the matter? Whoever touches a hair of my dear, I'll cut off his waist." In line with the flow of the voice, Cheng Jiaqing's hand was precisely positioned on Fu Meixiang's soft waist. "Didn't you say you wanted me to be the deputy county magistrate? Didn't you promise me? It's an agreement on the bed, and you're not even as good as a prostitute." "Hey, that's it. You also know that the secretary of the county party committee is surnamed Huang, not me, Cheng Jiaqing. Compared with the deputy county magistrate, the county magistrate is a full-time post, and compared with the county party secretary, he is a deputy post. Are you not I know that there is an essential difference between a principal and a deputy. A deputy only has the right to make suggestions, but not the right to veto. If the surnamed Huang refuses to agree, it is inconvenient for me to fight to the death. If I try to save the death, it will be unnatural. Others will think : Why only keep one Fu Mei, what is the relationship between them? People will suspect us. If our matter is exposed, you think about the consequences? ——I will do it for you sooner or later. One day, the secretary of the county party committee It's all yours." "Who would believe you? Look at your face, it's yellower than wax." As she said that, Fu Mei's palm was about to slap Cheng Jiaqing's face, but Cheng Jiaqing tilted her head and dodged it, but pressed Fu Mei to the wide couch. Cheng Jiaqing suddenly remembered something, and said bitterly: "This old thing, Huang Hai, is too ignorant." "Then why didn't you tell him to pack up and get out earlier?" "In terms of strength, the man surnamed Huang is Sunset West Mountain, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and he is a lot older. The city misses him a little bit, so it's better to pick him up before his term of office. It's not salty. An inferior seat. He didn’t make a big mistake, so he couldn’t justify it, so it’s only a year, let’s give way, bear with it, and it will pass.” "Let me bear it? Let me let it? I don't want to, I have to make a big mistake for him." "Don't be too anxious, and don't have too much appetite." "Of course you're not in a hurry. Your appetite is already full, so of course it doesn't matter. I'm not as beautiful as your wife. Someone will give you this today, and someone will give you that tomorrow." "Look at you, you're even jealous of this." Cheng Jiaqing paused, "Aren't you very beautiful - in the TV news, the people in the place where An Ning has attracted know that An Ning has a capable secretary. Plus your voice in the report Loud, decisive, and masculine, common people think that people with this kind of voice have courage. Bookish people, they think they are soft. If you want to create some momentum, I will create it for you. A good public An image is equivalent to having a thousand gas stations that allow you to have unlimited prospects in your official career; a strong backer is equivalent to having a pass for an unimpeded official career.” "But my pass and the gas station are all you." The sweet and shy voice makes Fu Mei, a woman who wins by her size, also bloom like a dolphin. "The man surnamed Huang is an honest man, he dare not do anything." Cheng Jiaqing started to unbutton the back of Fu Mei's bra. "Still being honest? What happened to Qi Wanchun last time almost made him reveal himself. With him around, I'm not happy." "I'm not happy, but what can I do?" "Non-toxic and not husband, I think it's not a big deal to find a few people to fix him." "Don't act recklessly?" "Blow him, what are you afraid of, honestly, he is timid, and if he is timid, he might--" "I don't think it's that easy, the surname Huang has been in the army for many years." "It's the kind of people who have worked in the army. They like to follow the steps. Their thoughts are always on the old runway. They often treat small things as big things. When nothing happens, they will be in trouble. Whenever something happens, they will listen to their superiors. They don't know what to do." "Well, I think it's better to tell Qi Wanchun the situation and let him do it. Anyway, it's his own business. However, don't do it too violently, and have a sense of proportion." "Let Qi Wanchun figure out what to do by himself, we'll just go as far as we can." "Alright. I'll tell him." Cheng Jiaqing pondered for a moment, then said, "However, I'm afraid that a simple-minded person like Qi Wanchun won't be able to handle it." "We design the design plan first. This kind of thing must be prevented before it happens, otherwise we will show our feet if it gets out." "Does it fit?" "What's inappropriate! Don't think you are a county magistrate. What is the county magistrate now? Can you afford the Duke and the Lexus? How much authority does it have, except in the area of ​​less than 700 square kilometers in Anning It is effective, who can control it? Besides, it is such a palm-sized place, you can’t say the same thing. Is such a man promising? The county magistrate can squeeze out the county party secretary, that’s his ability. Besides, how many officials are there? It’s not that you are intriguing. Anyway, if you succeed, you will be a king and you will lose. The Chinese don’t care whether they are right or not, as long as they win, they are right. Then Huang Hai, why are you afraid of him? He doesn’t have three heads and six arms.” Cheng Jiaqing was a little moved by the persuasion, he wanted to hear how Fu Mei would continue to enlighten him.Fu Mei said, "According to the routine, when the county party secretary and the county magistrate have conflicts, the punishment is 50 slaps each. Either one will be transferred and the other will be retained, or both will be transferred, and no two will be retained at the same time. In terms of background and ability, Huang Hai is not as good as you in the eyes of the city leaders." "But he's not much wrong" "Articles are made by people. If he doesn't have one, it will be there if he is planted. Leave him in peace for a day, and he will be like a stumbling block blocking the road for a day. You can't see it yet. I see you, on women He's pretty smart, why isn't he politically sensitive at all?" "It's not unexpected, but it's not poisonous to women." "Okay, people are doing it for your own good, but you kindly treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs. Okay, I'm poisonous, so don't touch me. Go, go, don't get along with me." Mei Fu deliberately pushed away Cheng Jiaqing's hand walking on her body, and her posturing aroused Cheng Jiaqing's possessive desire even more, Cheng Jiaqing said nonsense, "Toxic - I - afraid, desperately I - also - want to eat puffer fish . " The words were spoken intermittently, but the enthusiasm in his body suddenly ignited, as if his words were encouraging himself. In an instant, he had a taste of the elasticity of the hovercraft conveyed by Fu Mei... The bottom is the boundless river, he paddled, paddled, paddled, paddled... He was confident, whether it was driving a woman, or At the stewardship of politics, he is the best oarsman in the world. Cheng Jiaqing found more and more that she couldn't do without Fu Mei. This love came later, the feeling of longing was stronger, and the psychology of needing to make up for it was stronger.He never tired of rubbing hands with her.Hengchen (prohibition), unrestrained, endless state, who would not want to achieve it?Where is heaven, he felt that being in bed with Fu Mei, nothing else could replace it, since he found heaven, Cheng Jiaqing couldn't sit still on the rostrum during the conference.He may only stay for the first 20 minutes and the last 20 minutes of the meeting in the morning, and he will go out in the middle, sometimes like cutting dysentery, he will go out for a while.where to goOutsiders don't know, and no one asks him.The people below suspected that he had a bad kidney or that he had recently suffered from hemorrhoids.In fact, Cheng Jiaqing was not sick at all. If he was sick, it could only be a kind of emotional hunger.He asked Fu Mei to feed him from time to time, and later developed to choose any time and place, and even for some entertainments that had nothing to do with Fu Mei, Cheng Jiaqing wanted Fu Mei to accompany him.Once when the Disabled Persons' Federation came to inspect, Cheng Jiaqing actually invited the distinguished guests into Fu Mei's office. After the Disabled Persons' Federation left, Cheng Jiaqing stayed in the woman's office and became her only distinguished guest.The person who was often by Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei's side gradually saw her name.And they all tacitly, tight-lipped.For the sake of his own job, he has to keep his mouth shut. Cheng Jiaqing's vicious wolf-like chasing spirit and monkey king's domineering aura, even Fu Mei felt that it was too exposed, and she persuaded and persuaded Cheng Jiaqing as a mature and qualified official and lover. Agreeing to change, but like a donkey cart going downhill, Fu Mei hates and likes Cheng Jiaqing's soft and hard work, like a rain-drenched underwear.It's greasy, it's really annoying; I want to leave this greasy. "Are you a pervert?" Fu Mei asked Cheng Jiaqing. Cheng Jiaqing begged pitifully: "I'm like a person sinking under the water. I can't hold it back. I want to show my head desperately to breathe. I just want to breathe on you." It can be said that, except for room 508 of Youhe Hotel, every place that Cheng Jiaqing's genius imagination can imagine is a place for two people to tease, have fun, or have sex.There is no doubt that no one sees through because people are unwilling to pierce this layer of window paper. But unintentionally peeping through it was not because of people's willingness or unwillingness. That time it was the director of the Municipal Water Conservancy Bureau who came to inspect the implementation of flood control facilities.The director of the Municipal Water Conservancy Bureau was very young, so Cheng Jiaqing personally accompanied him, along with Fu Mei and the mayor of Banqiao Town, but also because of his young age, he was too serious and didn't think about having lunch until two o'clock in the afternoon.The mayor of Banqiao Town reported well and soundly, the director was very satisfied, and Cheng Jiaqing was also very happy, although he was hungry. The group of people sat down, and the food and drink were served. Cheng Jiaqing was indeed hungry. Not only was his stomach hungry, but his eyes were also rolling around with hunger.Fu Mei, who was sitting across from her, also looked at him with trepidation, fearing that she would make a fool of herself, she stared at him several times.Unconsciously, after drinking, Cheng Jiaqing boldly stretched out her feet that were covered by the table to Fu Mei's feet.Fu Mei desperately did not want to accept it, and it was hard to avoid it.Running into the legs of the people next to you and startling them, revealing is no fun.Grandfather, what kind of occasion is this? Damn it, Fu Mei complained in her heart, wanted to scold, but couldn't.This fiery hospitality and unscrupulous way of stealing love, just as people who walk on the muddy road feel braver, and where there are more restrictions, people who have sex feel more exciting. Cheng Jiaqing is no different from a cat that draws chestnuts out of the fire. He knows well that the joy that arises when adventure and happiness coexist is ten times stronger than pure happiness. Those who desire to get are also eager to give. The smile on Cheng Jiaqing’s face is like a bulldozer powerful. Under the table, under the hustle and bustle of drinking wine, while the facial muscles were moving, a pair of man's legs and a pair of woman's legs, like two brothers who had been separated for ten years, hugged each other very excitedly.They don't participate in the superficial pleasures above the table. When the owner of the two legs was immersed in the uncontrollable trembling, one of the mayor's chopsticks fell to the ground with a snap. He was unlucky, and he deserved his unlucky luck. His face turned pale, as if he had been shocked by electricity, he suddenly retracted his whole body.He forgot to pick up the chopsticks, and just kept panicking, as if a catastrophe was imminent.His lips moved, trying to say something but unable to say it.He saw Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei staring at him with disgusting eyes as if they had eaten a fly.Something in his head was spinning violently, and he felt dizzy. As soon as he met Cheng Jiaqing's disgusted gaze, his face turned from white to red. It was not like watching someone else do something embarrassing, but rather like doing something embarrassing himself. Things were seen. Afterwards, the unlucky mayor was dismissed from the mayor position for no reason, and he did not arrange a new position after the dismissal, so he had to stay at home.Originally, it was all about being idle.But when he thinks of the chopsticks that don't know the current affairs, he hates the chopsticks so much that his teeth itch, and he can't wait to give himself a few big mouths, and the mistakes in them are like a mirror in his heart, but he can only eat Coptis chinensis as a dumb person. stuffy in the stomach. But he didn't know that compared with Huang Hai, he was still lucky. Huang Hai was inexplicably hit by a car on a night at the turn of spring and summer.At that time, he fell over a distance of ten feet, and immediately fell to the ground, his head and face were broken, and blood flowed profusely.Fortunately, when he fell, he was blocked by Anning's deputy director of the National People's Congress, and there was a buffer, so his limbs were intact and no bones were injured.The people at the side rushed him to the hospital, and within two hours of being sent to the hospital, many people who came to visit arrived one after another.Those who visited found that Secretary Huang's entire head suddenly became fatter. According to eyewitnesses, the car was a dilapidated Jeep without a license plate.The car drove fiercely, like American soldiers rampaging in China before liberation.Because it was night and the street lights were dim, no one could see the people driving clearly.Everyone judged: The person who drove the car so fast could not be anyone other than a young man.Probably because he was afraid of taking responsibility, after the driver hit the Yellow Sea, he drove harder and disappeared in a blink of an eye. When Cheng Jiaqing got the astonishing news that Huang Hai was hit, it was in room 508 of Youhe Hotel, the base that he and Fu Mei had established.He wanted to wait for Fu Mei to come and go to the hospital with her to visit Secretary Huang Hai. I made a phone call to the manager of Youhe Hotel and explained a few words.After a while, a restaurant lady in a rust red suit skirt came in.A small birthday cake and shiny silver knives and forks were placed on the coffee table. On one end of the coffee table was a bouquet of red roses in a bottle, and on the other was an opened bottle of Great Wall champagne and two goblets.The restaurant lady was about to insert a small candle into the cake, Cheng Jiaqing waved her hand and told her to do her work, and the restaurant lady left gracefully.Fuck, waiters in the world walk like fucks. Cheng Jiaqing sat down with his back to the door, first turned on the TV, then inserted a red and a yellow small candle into the cake with great interest, and then lit it. When he lit the second candle, his eyes It was covered by a pair of hands that swam quickly from behind.He knew who it was, he put down the candle, took her hands, and pulled her to sit down, the flame of the candle was about to rush into his heart along his fingers.His eyes were filled with warm flames, and so were hers. "Whose birthday is it?" Looking at the cake, she asked. "Two of us." "Why put two candles? We have only known each other for more than a year, less than two years." "One represents you, and the other represents me." "I see. Is there anything special to celebrate today?" Cheng Jiaqing swung the knife, gritted his teeth, and cut towards the cake. "The one surnamed Huang is going to leave this time. I have just received a call from Director Ma of the Public Security Bureau, saying that the one surnamed Huang was hit by a car and is now in the hospital." "Thanks to you, Huang Hai can recuperate in the hospital for a while." Cheng Jiaqing forked a piece of cake and handed it to Fu Mei's lips. "Let's eat. After eating, let's go to the hospital to see how the old man is hurting?" "It's so hypocritical." "It's not entirely up to you, my lady, to arrange it." "Now we're free to do it." "There is half of me in the military medal, and half of you." "Let me take a closer look at you." Cheng Jiaqing stared at Fu Mei caressingly. ——She is the glass of wine that years poured for him, a glass of light sweet wine.Maybe she doesn't know this.She stood on tiptoe, looked up, and handed herself to him fiercely. She forgot how many times she had done this, and he forgot too. Just let him taste enough!Just let him taste enough! He almost took a step back, he was afraid of the stubbornness in her will.Above all, he fears her unfeminine poise, her fearless willfulness. The tumultuous blood rushes up her heels violently, and also makes her own slightly powdered face and full and curved red lips extraordinarily gorgeous. With these two wet, soft, hot and intimate red lips, she To burn him to death, the red lips represented everything about her. After the kiss, her eyes grew bigger and her cheeks were flushed and burning.He dare not look.Really, she would see holes in his clothes, (forbidden), even his soul, she would, and he hoped her eyes would soften.There seemed to be two torches in her eyes.Finally, the torch dimmed, as if a musical note returned to the piano box, she simply put her body into his arms with a whole body of musical notes, her face turned to the east, thoughtful, and her quick eyelashes flickered repeatedly on his left arm .Trembling and itching hit him at the same time, and he could barely hold it back. After a while, she seemed dissatisfied with her posture, so she adjusted her direction a little, and sat on his lap, leaning sideways and giving her back to him. He, pressed against his chest tightly, as if she was a part of his flesh and blood.The quickening heartbeat beat him rhythmically like a drum, one after another, fascinated him.He couldn't help but marvel at the inconceivableness of life and all things. "You are beautiful, you are a treasury to me, and these are the two knockers of the treasury." His hand went to her (forbidden). "Hmph, I'm just a debt of yours. I often repay you with interest, and then you lend it to outsiders. I repay and borrow again! Borrow and repay! It's still a debt after repaying!" "Look at you, speaking such nonsense, is your husband an outsider?" "In my eyes, he is an outsider, and we are real husband and wife. But don't worry, he will never know about me and you. If you give him wine, he will get drunk, but it's your family. Vinegar jar——" "I put a vinegar jar at home, and my throat got stuck when eating fish outside, so it's good to eat a little vinegar." "Look at you, talk for her, what kind of lotus, what fresh ganoderma, what cute little earrings, I see, you coax me. One day, I will become a dog's tail in your mouth Now, you are sincere to her, am I not as good as her? Am I not a woman? Am I just your decoration? I don’t believe that women are different from men? As a woman, I also like towering Dashu, do you like swords?" "You're angry?" She muttered, "How dare you?" "Next time I'll ask someone to make a good sword for you, I must remember it!" She didn't answer, and an arc flashed in the distance. He stroked her long hair, and he felt deeply that he loved this woman under him, almost dependent on him.Her long hair is not as delicate and smooth as other women, but like a gust of wind spreading the wings of a Kunpeng, with an upward spirit in every root.This woman is so strong, even her hair has a unique vigor.You can't find tenderness and lingering love in her hair.Her hair seemed to have a supporting force, and her hands felt safe in it. He said in his heart: This woman is really a demon. "How many times have I told you, don't use any shampoo to wash your hair. Don't put any perfume on your body after taking a shower." "I want to use it!" "Then you will lose your own incense, which is the real incense." "I want to!" She turned around and looked back at him fiercely.Probably because of the double meaning in her sentence, her face blushed subconsciously. In order to cover up and make waves again, she put her red lips on his mouth again to prevent his passion from being lost blindly.The two mouths came together, making the indistinct sound of sparks splashing.His hands were like a pair of orphans, wandering together on her chest, and then he was stunned for an instant as if he met a beast.Oh, that's not a beast, that's the benefactor of human beings.Whether it's naive and coquettish, or volcanic (prohibited), he will always act as a benefactor.All the heads of the world kneel down here to thank you; all the hands of the world press here to find the source and purpose of life. "Old place, come on!" Her (forbidden) quivered faintly behind her shirt, full of superiority and heaving.There was a familiar aura bewitching him.A pink invitation, yet so aggressive.There are a group of monsters hidden in her eyes, and now just one of them is enough to swallow him whole. "no." He refused in a low voice, more or less insincere, but also somewhat powerless, half-flowered temples did not allow a single ambition to spend any more.But how can it be?His hands, which were working hard like a conductor, suddenly became shy and hesitated, but he couldn't give up.Although half a hundred people are alive, half of them are already rotten, and if a good medicine called a woman can be pasted on the half rotten place, what will the effect be?He thought in a daze: the (forbidden) beauty of the East is by no means as majestic as that of the beauty of the West, why is that?Last time, I visited a neutral country. The two naked blonde beauties I saw in the "SWAN" nightclub, tsk tsk, what they showed (prohibited) is called (prohibited), it is simply the warhead of a missile. Fleeing, but he opened his mouth like a ladle and persisted until the end like no one else was there.Although he could see his blood bursting, it also showed that his immunity was strong enough.The environment of the place is not bad either. There are eight Japanese screens in a row, colorful, and half-naked Japanese courtesans are painted on the pictures.Going around the screen, there are those two blonde beauties, and two pairs of natural (forbidden).And this is probably the only regret of the woman in his arms.But at the same time, he faintly felt that even this regrettable part would not be able to be seen one day.He looked into her eyes, trying to salvage something, with his strange ironic wry smile on his face. "Look, I'm getting old." "No, you are not old." "If you get tired easily, it means you are old. Of course you don't feel it. You are going uphill, and I am going downhill." "It should be said that we will work together to reach another level." "People who are only fifty years old, the one on the left is old, and the one on the right is old. I don't like to hear it." She gave him a quick look, then giggled again.His heart became hot, and he hugged her hand in his palm, just like the Tathagata disciplined Sun Wukong, he wished he could firmly control the woman in his palm. "You men are really bad. When you fall in love with a woman, it's like Tathagata Buddha to Sun Wukong. If you don't love him, you just kick him far away, just like Zhu Bajie treats his leftover watermelon." "Men are bad, haha, I have learned about your mouth. You have never heard anyone say that a bee head and a scorpion tail are not as good as a woman's mouth." "You men are bad. You men are bad. You men are bad. You still don't admit it." Her fist, together with the flashing words, scattered on his chest like a wave of flying stones and sand. He pretended to dodge, and hummed: "Not poisonous? Who came up with the bad idea this time?" of?" "Hey, let's talk about me. Didn't I come to help you?" Her fists beat faster, and here and there were the attack points of her fists.She beat her fiercely, but what fell was love.He fell on the bed, but she fell on top of him and tickled him, and he tickled her in turn. Hahaha!Hahaha!Hahaha! They laughed so hard!Laughter echoed in the well-sealed room.The laughter came from the groans of a county party secretary lying on a hospital bed. Because this is the best cooperation project between Cheng Jiaqing and Fu Mei in Anning, it is not unreasonable for them to smile so happily.