Sister, you miss me

A man in his forties was held in his arms by a girl in his early twenties, whispering to the past.

When it comes to sadness, men can't help sobbing.

At this time, the young girl would hug harder, completely ignoring the pain caused by the old man.

The calm did not last long.

With a loud bang, the door was kicked open, and a charming and enchanting woman stood at the door, but at this moment, her eyes were burning with a strong anger.

"Sister..." Liu Jiaojiao didn't expect that the mistress who hadn't seen her for half a year suddenly appeared. She was extremely embarrassed and frightened. She wanted to get up, but Zhao Baogang was holding her waist tightly.

The visitor was Zhao Baogang's wife, Wei Buman, the daughter of the provincial party committee secretary.

Wei Buman wore a hip-hugged shirt, with a hidden charm in every move, even if he was angry at the moment, he was still charming.

Wei Bumann was really furious.

Although Zhao Baogang has never had a real couple behavior with himself, he is indeed his honourable husband, the father of his own son, and he betrayed himself. There is a reason, and the reason lies with him. How can he steal people behind his back?

"You shameless dog men and women!" Wei Buman became more and more angry, and walked to the two of them in two steps, raised his palms, and was about to slap the little nanny on the face.

However, when the palm was one centimeter away from Liu Jiaojiao's face, it was firmly held by a strong hand.

"You, okay, Zhao Baogang, you actually showed up to this vixen, a bitch!" Wei Buman's expression was extremely crazy, and his tone was extremely vicious: "I want to divorce you!"

Zhao Baogang helped Liu Jiaojiao to get up, shaking his wrist, and Wei Buman backed away a few steps.

"Are you... your wings stiff?"

Zhao Baogang smiled coldly, reached into his pocket, and threw a pile of photos at Wei Buman's feet: "Who is really shameless, just look at it."

The photos were scattered on the ground, and the hidden places of Wei Buman's proud parts were subtle, as well as Guanxi's technical inferiority, and Wei Buman's face instantly lost blood.

...

Sheraton Room.

Yang Feng and He Shaotang each occupy a bed, and neither of them is sleepy.

Yang Feng held back for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Shaotang, are Ji Yongzhong's children male or female?"

He Shaotang squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Sister Ji Qing is a veritable schoolmaster."

"Oh, what grade is she?"

"Sophomore in Longyang Medical College, focusing on clinical medicine, criminal psychology, and anatomy."

"Tack so much?"

"She has that strength, so she attacked more."

"Are there any photos?"

"Ha... Brother, don't you have ideas again?"

"We are all young people! It is natural to like beautiful women. If you say I have ideas, I don't even know what she looks like."

"Next." He Shaotang threw the phone over.

Yang Feng caught it and saw a picture of Ji Qing.In the photo, Ji Qing's long hair is slightly curly, and she is wearing a well-fitting vertical professional skirt. The breath of an intellectual woman in the workplace comes to her face. Yang Feng suddenly thought of a word-Yujie.

"How about it, fascinated!" He Shaotang smiled with his arms on his back, and said, "However, Ji Qing's life experience is quite bitter, but she is generous, never complaining about others, I dare not blaspheme, the same , Whoever dares to abandon her, I will fight him desperately."

Yang Feng nodded and smiled: "You kid, is this vaccinating me?"

"You can think so."

Yang Feng shook his head and changed the subject: "Hey, where are you with Jiang Bengyue? Does your mother know?"

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"Really?"

He Shaotang frowned and said dumbly: "Big Brother, you think I am like you. I saw one overturned the other."

"Fuck you! How can I be so fierce? But..."

"But what?"

"That kind of thing is really addictive." Yang Feng showed wretchedness on his face.

"Is this a talk of experience? Big brother, talk about it." He Shaotang's eyes beamed.

Yang Feng shook his head: "You really don't look like a second-generation official and a second-generation rich. You are so pure. However, you still have to explore this kind of experience by yourself. Don't forget to remind you that this is an era of more wolves and less meat. When you see the right one, take your hands first, with quick hands and slow hands."

"Hiss——" He Shaotang took a deep breath, and felt right: "This is reasonable."

"Okay, go to sleep."

"Hey, where did Hong Tianjiao come from? Does she have any sisters? Cousins ​​will do."

"Damn! No comment."

Early the next morning, the group came to Qingfeng Temple, the only Taoist temple in Longyang City. Here, Yang Feng met Yujie Jiqing.

Ji Qing is barely 1.7 meters tall, with a pair of long legs nearly one meter, wearing a white T-shirt, tight jeans, fresh and natural, much more beautiful than the picture.

He Jianglong and Zhang Yaohui are not only enthusiastic about the matter of worshipping, but they also value it.

Feng Yuxin and Gao Xiaoyu are all indispensable.

It was Ji Qing's mother, Fang Fei, who had been widowed for 20 years, with a touched face.

Taoist temple has no incense, there is only one master and one Taoist boy.

Watching the Lord's name is Qingfeng Taoist, he is bloated, with a flushed face, fat head and big ears but thief eyebrows, and he doesn't seem to have a fairy wind bone.

The only Dao Tong had a thin face and was still dumb. He looked like he had bought it from a trafficker to decorate his appearance.

Chief Qingfeng Daoist presided over this ceremony.

Ji Qing is very familiar with He Shaotang and Zhang Zetian, but she is quite unfamiliar with Yang Feng. Seeing Yang Feng's eyes glance at her from time to time, she is very disgusted.

However, since childhood, she has never violated her mother's will, so she accepted this absurd worship.

Four people knelt in a row, burning incense and kowtow, Qingfeng Taoist took the oath.

The witness of this vow is not the Emperor Hou Tu, but the Taoist Sanqing Patriarch.

In the process of swearing, He Shaotang and Zhang Zetian were excited and solemn, Yang Feng frowned slightly, and Ji Qing almost laughed.

He Jianglong glanced at Zhang Yaohui, and he whispered: "It seems that we have acted too quickly."

Zhang Yaohui nodded gently.

After the oath is taken, it is sorting.

Ji Qing is the eldest. After her 21st birthday, everyone called her eldest sister. Yang Feng has been called the "big brother" by He Shaotang, and now he is the second brother. He Shaotang is the third, and Zhang Zetian is the fourth sister.

After the ranking, Ji Qing patted Yang Feng on the shoulder with an old manner, with a hippie smile: "Second, sister is covering you."

Yang Feng grinned and said, "Sister, let's call it the second brother."

Ji Qing's pretty face blushed slightly, her eyebrows wrinkled lightly, and she smiled lightly: "Everything is the same. Don't forget your sister's professionalism. I dare to say that you know your body structure better than you are."

Yang Feng is not to be outdone: "My family has a clinic, and I have stitched the entire skeleton since I was a child, so I am no stranger to yours.

"you……"

"Okay." He Jianglong walked over with Zhang Yaohui. He Jianglong shook his head and said, "Maybe it's our parents' wishful thinking. Becoming worship is actually a form. Social competition is becoming more intense. As the saying goes, there are many friends and many roads, so many brothers. Sister, I am better than my friends."

Ji Qing's mother, Fang Fei, couldn't help nodding, "That's it."

Even if this farce was over, Yang Feng received a call from Chu Yunfei's secretary Chen Zhiyong near noon and explained the situation to He Jianglong.

When He Jianglong heard that the other party had an appointment, he did not force him to stay.

Not long after, Chen Zhiyong drove a black Passat and got off when he saw He Jianglong and explained: "Secretary He, you can't blame me for taking your guests. It is indeed Mayor Chu who has given the task and dare not make a mistake."

He Jianglong waved his hand generously: "Zhiyong, I didn't blame you, go go."

"Ah!" Chen Zhiyong nodded for a while, turned around, and combed his head with his hand before returning to the car.

Yang Feng and He Jianglong said goodbye together, climbed to the Grand Cherokee, and followed Passat.

After walking in this way, Yang Feng suddenly patted his head: "Oh."

Qin Xue said, "Brother, have you forgotten something?"

Yang Feng said anxiously: "It's not good to go empty-handed for the first time. Chen Zhiyong was caught off guard and forgot about it."

"Red tape!" Qin Xue sniffed.

Hong Tianjiao said, "Brother Yang, how is your relationship with Mayor Chu?"

"The relationship is average, but his son was delivered by me, which was called a sinister man."

"Oh, then, if there is no interest relationship between you, it is much simpler. I think, even if you are empty-handed, he should not have any opinions."

"That said, it's always a bit ugly."

Hong Tianjiao's eyes rolled: "Isn't Chen Zhiyong a secretary? He should have a better understanding of Mayor Chu's temperament. He is also good at this kind of thing, so I might as well ask him."

"Good idea." Yang Feng immediately opened up Chen Zhiyong's mobile phone to ask for advice: "Secretary Chen, this is the first time I have been to the Mayor of Chu's door.

Chen Zhiyong said: "Xiao Feng, pull over for a while, I'm ready for you."

"Ah? Why is this ashamed?"

"This is what I should do."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng saw Passat pulled over. Yang Feng also asked Hong Tianjiao to park the car by the side of the road. Chen Zhiyong brought a few boxes from the trunk. As soon as Yang Feng opened the door, Chen Zhiyong dropped in.

Chen Zhiyong left and left, Yang Feng hurriedly shouted: "Secretary Chen, I'll give you money."

Chen Zhiyong turned his head back to hold the myopic glasses with Phnom Penh and smiled slightly.

As the car started again, Yang Feng looked at the gifts, two bottles of drunkard wine, two yellow crane towers roaming the sky, and two boxes of cordyceps.

Because Chen Zhiyong led the way, he drove all the way into the compound without obstruction, but Secretary Chen turned around and left without even entering the second courtyard.

Yin Caixia, who was in full body shape, stood at the door holding her son, waiting for Yang Feng's arrival.

Seeing the Grand Cherokee stop, Yang Feng showed her head, Yin Caixia walked up and said to the child in her arms: "My dear, Uncle Yang is here."

Yang Feng immediately jumped down, not forgetting to order Hong Tianjiao to take things, and called "Sister-in-law" affectionately, and took the child from Yin Caixia.

It is also made of pink jade, somewhat similar to a small stone, Yang Feng put his hands on the child's squeaky nest, raised it above his head, and turned around in place.

The child's tender and crisp laughter suddenly sounded in the small courtyard.

Then, the mayor Chu Yunfei wearing an apron, and Xu Wenjian, secretary of the municipal party committee separated by a wall, saw this scene at the same time.