Chapter 18 (18)

In the private club, the guy who took the wine king last time and Secretary Song are switching glasses. "Brother, don't always see thieves eating meat, but you don't see thieves being beaten. I have a little bit of profit, but it's quite big. If you scatter around, it will be gone. Why don't you spend money! And, to be honest, this piece The ground looks like fat, but it’s actually really hard to deal with. A bunch of poor people live there, all of them are waiting to bite off a piece of your flesh. I spent half of my life on the demolition, and I I can’t beat them! The stubborn ones, the rich are afraid of the poor, and the poor are afraid of their lives. I’m at the end of my rope.”

"Golden dollars and big sticks are both on the table, and both kindness and power are equally important. When necessary, we still have to find a way. In short, we must cut through the mess quickly, and don't drag it into a chicken rib." I drank some wine at night, not much, just enough to get my blood boiling.As soon as I went out, the cold wind was blowing on my face, and my heart felt sad. Driving aimlessly, not knowing where to go, when he came back to his senses, Secretary Song found that his car was driving on the road leading to Haizao's residence. Think a little bit.That girl who looked soft but had a hard bone was like a walnut wrapped in a velvet bag.The car has always been filled with her breath, a smell of rosemary.The seat next to me has never been used by others since then.She just leaned against the car door with a confused face, leaving him a silhouette with long eyelashes.

Wanted to hold her hand. Then he held her in his arms after drinking, tasted her with a little manly smell of alcohol and tobacco, and watched her melt. Song Siming felt that he was a saint of love. In such an ambiguous night, he refused the invitation of the lively and fragrant, and drove the car alone, acting innocent, standing at the door of a rosemary girl's house in the dark and waiting foolishly.It must be because of the wine, because of the wine, the courage doubled, and I indulged myself to remove the hard shell during the day, revealing the crystal pearl in my heart. Song Siming didn't know which floor the seaweed lived on, but he remembered that the street lights were on until the fifth floor last time.Looking up, every house is brightly lit, revealing the warmth of home.Does that little girl live by herself or with her boyfriend?

Haizao shuffled towards home with his head down, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him.It must be Xiaobei who was welcoming her, she raised her head and was about to call Xiaobei's name, when she realized it was Secretary Song, she smiled, really surprised. "Oh, it's you, why are you here? Don't you have a date tonight?" If it is Song Siming in the daytime, if it is Song Siming awake, he will say: "I passed by here for a meeting, and I just met, what a coincidence!" "Look at you." Song Siming said uncontrollably, and started to get scared after speaking.In fact, it's nothing. People always need a little time to tell the truth.

"Look at me?" "Look at you!" Said it and went all out. Seaweed's heart skipped a beat, and a strange electric current ran through his body, he couldn't tell if it was shyness or joy.She didn't know what to say, she bowed her head and smiled and said nothing. Song Siming looked at the shadows of Haizao and himself. In the middle of the lamp, the two pairs of shadows stretched out a long distance in the front and back, and met under their feet.The shadow of the seaweed casts itself in the arms of its own shadow.Then Song Siming made a bold move. He grabbed the seaweed and put her into his windbreaker. Without her consent or disagreement, he held her tightly, stuffed her into the car, and drove away.

Haizao seemed to have expected it long ago. When she walked into Song Siming's office and opened her mouth to borrow money, and knew that she hadn't made it, she knew that this day would come. She was ready, she neither panicked nor hesitated, and meekly Being dragged here or there by Song Siming without saying a word. Song Siming put that soft jade-like little hand on the steering wheel, and covered it with his own big hand. He held it all the way and couldn't bear to let go. From time to time, he pulled the little hand to his lips and rubbed it lovingly repeatedly, wanting to kiss away the coolness on the back of his hand.A masculine aura surrounds the whole body, and he is like a masculine little sun.This woman! This little woman! This little woman, boneless as seaweed!

Running wildly all the way, Song Siming brought the seaweed to a quiet lakeside, where a small building was hidden behind the shadows of trees on the lakeshore.Song Siming rushed into the building with the seaweed in his arms, ran into the bedroom on the second floor, closed the door, pushed the seaweed back between the door and himself, and resolutely put his bold, smoked lips on the seaweed's lips .The seaweed resisted a little, silently, a little hesitant, a little flustered, a little trembling.The seaweed's teeth rattled, and the seaweed's lips stiffened.Song Siming couldn't bear it any longer, seeing those big, bewildered eyes looking at him beggingly in the dark.He put his palms on the seaweed's eyes, gently wiped off her beautiful double eyelids, pressed his body close to the seaweed, let her feel his heat, and then made up his mind to use the tip of his tongue to pry open the seaweed's lips and her Teeth, explore her shivering little tongue that has nowhere to hide.

The seaweed persisted. Did not hold on. The body went from stiff to soft to almost collapsed.In Song Siming's long and tender kiss, the hard defense faded away bit by bit. "Hmm..." Haizao groaned softly, expressing that she didn't want it. She saw Song Siming's hands climb up from his waist to his chest little by little, and began to unbutton his coat, flipped up his sweater, and unbuttoned his shirt. Fingers whirled back and forth under the bodice.Except Xiaobei, this is the first man to touch himself so intimately. "Hmm..." Haizao pressed his back against the door panel as much as possible, trying to distance himself from Song Siming. Obviously, this was futile with almost zero contact.The dodging of seaweed is extremely tempting.

Song Siming boldly pushed up the seaweed's corset, kissed the seaweed passionately, and at the same time moved his fingers back and forth on the small and exquisite nipples of the seaweed, like playing a moving pipa. The seaweed was completely limp. The bed is within easy reach. The two fell down on the thick carpet, rolling silently. "Ah... Seaweed, I love you so much." Song Siming sighed. When everything calmed down, Haizao put on her clothes silently, and sat quietly at the door, her eyes blurred.It was impossible to tell whether she was frightened or angry. Song Siming is now sober.He felt shameless, exposing his not-so-young body to a girl as transparent as jade just because of the urge to drink.I like it, why do I have to have it?Then leave the sleepless nights and worries to this little woman who touched my heart.

Song Siming helped Haizao up guiltily, saying anything was superfluous. The two of them sat in the car and drove towards Haizao's house, passing through the brightly lit urban area. Seaweed trembled uncontrollably, and his muscles ached from tension.My head hurts too, and then my stomach starts to hurt too. She gritted her teeth, leaned on the car, put her hands on her abdomen, and broke out in cold sweat.When I got out of the car, both my back and my pants were wet.Once downstairs, Haizao opened the car door and rushed upstairs, leaving behind a slightly guilty Song Siming. The seaweed rushed through the door of the house, went straight into the bathroom, closed the door and started running the water.The water in the water heater is a little warm and a little cold.The seaweed was shaken by the water, and the teeth had been shaking for two hours without stopping.

Xiaobei heard the voice and came out to look, knocked on the door and asked: "Seaweed, seaweed, what's the matter with you? Are you okay? I've called you a lot, why can't I reach you? Seaweed?" Seaweed opened his mouth and was about to say, "There's no electricity." As soon as the voice came out, he was startled, because of tension, his throat spasmed, and his voice was stiff.Algae cough. "Seaweed, are you okay? What's wrong with you?" Seaweed calmed down and said, "Please bring me a pair of underwear and a tampon, I was surprised." Beckham rushed back to the room. The door of the seaweed opened a crack, and I reached out to catch it. When he came out again, Seaweed's hair was wet and his face was pale.Xiao Bei asked with concern: "An accident came? It seems to be ahead of schedule! Stomach pain?" Haizao nodded, walked into the room weakly, threw himself into the double bed, and said nothing to Xiao Bei. Xiao Bei hurriedly brought a hair dryer, leaned against the edge of the bed to help the seaweed dry her hair: "Blow it dry before lying down, I'm going to get sick, and my brother will rub it for the poor little pig later." After speaking, he gently rubbed the seaweed's butt rub. The seaweed cried, and the tears flowed silently. "I must be crazy, I must be crazy, I must be crazy!" Seaweed's inner cry almost came out of his throat.Such a gentle Xiaobei, such a pure Xiaobei, such a Xiaobei who loves herself so much, how could I do such a thing? Seaweed turned around and lay on Xiao Bei's lap, wrapped her hands around Xiao Bei, and began to cry. "Oh, oh, our little pig has a stomachache." Xiaobei rubbed Haizao's hair, coaxed her softly, and kissed her on the head again. At night, Haizao fell ill, with a high fever, hot forehead and shortness of breath.Xiaobei took out the anti-fever medicine and let the seaweed eat it. Even though he was sleepy, he still did not forget to test the forehead of the seaweed with the palm of his hand from time to time. "It must be cold. If the water is not hot at night, you can wash it." Xiaobei blamed the seaweed. "It must be frozen." Seaweed thought, "Cheating on the ground in such a cold day is God's punishment for me. What I owed him has already been paid." Song Siming felt even more regretful.He turned the car keys in dismay and went home.Seaweed, little seaweed, how should I see her in the future?Do you want to say sorry to her? Song Siming opened the car door in the morning and was starting the car. He turned his head to look at the seat next to Haizao with a trace of love and nostalgia. Then, he suddenly froze, and there was a dark red blood stain on the seat. A mouthful of warm blood suddenly gushed from his chest to his throat, and he was ecstatic.Seaweed, my seaweed, is indeed the little girl in my heart, pure and beautiful.Last night, I did a right mistake, or a wrong and right thing, and drew my own mark on that piece of white paper.The seaweed is mine! Song Siming thought of the nervousness of the seaweed, the painful teeth from biting his tongue, and the trembling little body. "I'm going to make the seaweed call the wind. I can, because, she's the first woman to be mine, completely." The first thing Song Siming did when he came to the office was to call Haizao. He wanted to let her know how much he missed her.Just as he called out the word "seaweed", a man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello?" "Uh... is Miss Guo Haizao here?" "Oh, Seaweed is sick, she changed her mobile phone with me, what's wrong with you?" "Oh, it's okay. Oh, there's something. It's about work. I thought she was here to deliver the bids today." Song Siming immediately regained his usual vigilance. "Oh, sorry, I don't think she can go today. Why don't you contact her general manager? Sorry, I don't have his phone number here." "It's okay, I have, you are..." "I'm her boyfriend Xiaobei." "Hello, Xiaobei, I'm Secretary Song of the Municipal Party Committee." Secretary Song was very polite to Xiaobei on the other end of the phone, feeling both sorry and proud in his heart.The seaweed is mine now, and she must be mine.Sorry, lad. In the afternoon, Song Siming quickly finished his work, left the office early, and rushed to the seaweed residence with some fruits and medicine.By luck, the first one he knocked on the fifth floor was seaweed.Because everyone in the same room has gone to work, Haizao is alone. Haizao was wearing a light-colored orchid cotton robe and stood at the door with a haggard face and a cold expression. When he saw Song Siming, he was neither surprised nor happy. He only opened the door halfway, showing no intention of letting him in. "Seaweed, I heard that you are sick, so I'll come and see you." "No, I'm fine." Seaweed started coughing after saying that. "Haizao, I'm sorry last night..." Song Siming didn't intend to apologize at all, but because of Haizao's refusal expression, he apologized inexplicably.Haizao immediately interrupted him: "If you have nothing to do, go back, and don't say anything else." There was a hint of disgust in Haizao's eyes. Song Siming suddenly felt that he was stupid and had completely lost control of the situation.At least in his feeling, Haiza was half-push last night, which he interpreted as Chuye's shyness.But today's seaweed, with a different look, is not as helpless and hesitant in the night at all, and he is as decisive as paying back the money and phone last time.This woman, does she have two faces, night and day? And obviously, Secretary Song during the day, he is Secretary Song.He can't be brave like Ye, can't say the presumptuous words of Ye, even if he wants to say "I love you seaweed", he doesn't dare, because he has status. "Seaweed, then you have a good rest! This is fruit and medicine, you need to recover sooner!" Seaweed blocked it with his hand and said, "Take it back! I have medicine, but I don't eat these fruits. Goodbye." Although the door was not closed, his eyes were firm and there was no room for negotiation. Secretary Song cried out heartbroken: "Seaweed." Then turned and left dejectedly. Seaweed closed the door and said to herself: "It was indeed an accident, an absolute accident. From today on, I will act as if nothing happened. I can, I will. Beckham will never know." Song Siming in the morning was still full of confidence, but Song Siming in the afternoon was beaten badly.He has been strategizing for many years, but he never thought that he would be defeated by a little girl today.If this girl smiles, his heart will soften; if he cries, he will be at a loss; if he is indifferent, he will be afraid;This is already the second time in a short period of time that he has been abandoned by this little girl.When she wants you, you don't even have to wave, you rush to send it over by yourself, and when she doesn't want you, even if you beg hard, it's useless. Doomed, Song Siming will lose in the hands of Haizao.How to do it? It was late at night when Su Chun stepped into the door.Recently, he tried his best to avoid direct contact with Haiping. He always went out early and returned home late, so that even if the two of them didn't speak, they didn't have to endure too long silence.Su Chun wanted to open his mouth to talk to Haiping several times, but found that Haiping was always stern and cold, and had no intention of ending the cold war. For Su Chun, whether the two of them talked or not had little effect on him.He can also turn a blind eye to his face.But every time he couldn't help breaking the deadlock first, the reason was that he was afraid that Haiping's anger would have a stronger outburst in the future because he couldn't find a vent.Moreover, no matter what Haiping said, she was his wife.A wife is the one who keeps nagging in your ears all your life. You can't expect your wife to treat you like a concubine who flatters you.Thinking about it, even the emperor's wife is very majestic.Reading the history books, it seems that there is no description of any eldest wife who is meek and virtuous. Is it because of obvious flaws in appearance? Haiping is burning the lights at night. Recently, Haiping's enthusiasm for learning English is high. I hope she is not catching up with the current craze and planning to take a postgraduate entrance examination or something.Her major will get worse as she learns. Su Chun didn't speak, took a towel and prepared to go downstairs to wash up.Haiping spoke for the first time: "The landlord called me today and asked us to move before the end of next month." Su Chun put down the towel and washbasin, and asked, "In such a hurry? Isn't our contract still half a year away? Besides, we agreed to rent this house at the beginning, and there is no deadline. Is he trying to raise the price in disguise?" "It's not that he wants to drive us away, it's because the house is going to be demolished. He seems impatient and told us that if we leave half a month early, we won't be charged the rent for the month." Su Chun frowned: "Advance? It's hard not to postpone it. How can it be so easy to find a house?" "Look for it! It's not your own home. You can live there for as long as they want. What can you do?" "Can you still find a house at this price?" "You can find it, but it's far away, and you live with someone, like seaweed. I'll leave this to you! I've been very busy recently, and I can't separate myself." "Can I decide what I like? Do you want to see it?" "No, anyway, it's been less than a year, and I will have my own home soon, isn't it just a matter of dealing with it?" Su Chun sat next to Haiping and said, "Why have you started working hard recently? Do you want to be a graduate student?" "Haizao introduced me to a foreign student who wants to learn Chinese, and I'm trying to make up for it!" "Huh? You can't do this job, can you? Besides, you don't have time! You work all day." "Three nights a week, from 8:00 to 9:30. After New Year's Day, I have to get home after 11:00 every night." "No, you can't go, it's too late, it's not safe. Besides, your students are male or female? What if the motives are not pure? You pushed it with the seaweed." "You don't have to worry about my business. You have some free time, so get yourself done!" Su Chun no longer expresses his opinions, originally his opinions at home were not counted.And if he persists, he will return to the old track of "useless, no money, let his wife show his face". Haizao was planning in the office, and the boss came over and handed her a thick envelope: "Secretary Song asked me to give it to you." When Seaweed opened the envelope, he found a strange mark on the seal, and a flower was drawn outside the triangle.Inside was a thick stack of banknotes, and Haizao smiled coldly, thinking this was his money for selling himself?Sure enough, a spring night is worth a thousand gold! Oh, ten thousand gold, if you guess right, it should be 60,000 yuan.Alas! Thinking about wasting several million dollars in the past year, it is sad and deplorable.There was a note wrapped around the money, with a few words on it: "I didn't mean to offend you, but I couldn't help myself. Please forgive me." Seaweed suddenly feels relaxed all over.In the past, when I borrowed money from other people, I was always in a panic and flustered.Now holding this stack of money, I feel at ease, and I am not so eager to pay it back. Haizao called her sister: "I'll go to your place after work, I need you if I need something." Haizao arrived at Haiping's house and handed her the envelope.Haiping flipped through the pages and asked suspiciously, "Where did you get so much money?" "I asked a friend to borrow it. They don't charge interest. You pay the usury first, and then pay back the others if you have any excess." Haiping smiled brightly, stood up and hugged Haizao, "Thank you, Haizao, I am much more relaxed." Haizao looked at her sister's relaxed appearance and felt that she was very clean.