Sister, you miss me

There is a mound near the river beach villa area, where Qingfeng Temple is located.

Qingfeng Taoists have a habit of listening to the recorder and watching videos in their spare time.

At this moment, he was playing back the scene where he presided over the worship. He is also regarded as a Qingfeng Taoist who has read countless people. Naturally, he can see that several young people have good temperaments and unusual family backgrounds. However, his eyes are mainly on Ji Qing , Zhang Zetian's proud face and figure.

Taoist Qingfeng searched his intestines for a long time, and finally he gave a proper evaluation.

Ji Qing has a heroic face; Zhang Zetian is a mortal fairy.

I paused the video, zoomed in partly, and the picture became blurred, but suddenly I found the iron ring of Yang Feng's tail.

The Qingfeng Taoist was shocked, and he hurriedly found He Jianglong's mobile phone number and dialed it: "He Jushi, I am the Qingfeng Taoist leader of Qingfengguan. I want to know the contact information of that little layman named Yang Feng."

"What are you doing?" He Jianglong asked.

"A little personal matter."

"Hehe, I know very well that you monks, don't fool Xiaofeng and talk about taking money to eliminate disasters."

"Dare not dare."

"Yes, you can remember it." He Jianglong reported Yang Feng's cell phone number again.

Yang Feng and the three people left the municipal committee’s family courtyard and were heading towards the highway entrance. Yang Feng’s cell phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was an unfamiliar local number. Yang Feng directly thought it was a harassing call, so he didn't answer it.

The bell rang persistently to the end. After a while, the same number called again, and Yang Feng frowned and connected: "Who?"

"Is it Julius Yang?"

"you are……"

"I'm Qingfeng Taoist, we met in the morning."

"Oh, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

"It's a little bit. If it's convenient, please ask Mr. Yang to condescend to come to Qingfeng View. If it's not convenient, I can make an appointment with you."

"What's the matter?"

"You can speak only when you meet, you must speak in person."

Yang Feng thought for a moment: "I'm past now."

"Okay, I am waiting for you."

Yang Feng hung up the phone, and subconsciously touched the iron ring, a figure that had not been seen for many days appeared in his mind.

"Jiaojiao, go to Qingfengguan."

"Huh? Okay."

Yang Feng shifted his body, found a comfortable position, took out a book of "Western Economic Talks" borrowed from Chu Yunfei, and flipped through it casually.

Qingfengguan can't be smaller, obviously there is no navigation, but Hong Tianjiao's head is good enough, based on memory, actually did not take any detours, one hour, Grand Cherokee stopped under the steps of Qingfengguan entrance.

The Taoist Qingfeng waited for a long time with his only Taoist boy. When he saw Yang Feng get off the car, his eyes remained fixed on Yang Feng's tail. He didn't take a step forward until he was obviously out of shape and said: "Jushi Yang, can you take a step to speak?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "Whatever."

The Qingfeng Taoist immediately led the way, and naturally did not forget to confess: "Qingdu, entertain the two female laymen."

Qing Du?Yang Feng looked back at the Dao Tong who had yellow muscles and thin mouth and couldn't speak. He said that the Dao name was a bit artistic.

Following behind the Qingfeng Taoist, the two crossed over the statue of Sanqing Patriarch and came to Qingfeng Taoist's room.

The room is about twenty square meters, a double bed, a 50-inch LCD TV, a wardrobe, a bookcase, and an Apple desktop computer.

It is very modern here, not like a residence for a family without desire and desire.

Taoist Qingfeng seemed to see Yang Feng's thoughts, and he said: "Ju Shi Yang is a little strange, in fact, I belong to the world practice, drinking, eating meat, marrying a wife and having children will not delay."

Yang Feng nodded: "But what is the matter with you asking me to come."

"I want to boldly look at Jushi Yang's left hand."

Yang Feng frowned, and his little thumb was slowly sent to Qingfeng Taoist.

Taoist Qingfeng finally saw the inscription engraved on the iron ring, his expression was solemn and solemn in an instant, he brushed his sleeves, and fell on his knees in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was surprised: "Dao Master, you are..."

Taoist Qingfeng said excitedly: "People in the Taoist school, but when you see the ring, you must hold the gift of a disciple."

"Really! So the master didn't lie to me."

"The master in your mouth is Uncle Jing Song."

"You know him?"

Qingfengdao's face felt bitter: "Last time we got together, I was only as old as Qingdu."

Yang Feng couldn't imagine, shook his head, remembering what Qingfeng Taoist had just said, he looked at Qingfeng who was kneeling on the ground and asked: "Daoist, just now you said that every Taoist disciple, when you see an iron ring, you have to be a disciple?"

"It's true."

"What about Wudang Emei?"

Qingfeng Taoist can't help but laugh: "Can a layman go over and try?"

Yang Feng didn't take it seriously, and reached out to help Qingfeng Taoist: "You asked me to come over for this."

Taoist Qingfeng didn't answer, but rather said: "Master Jing Song has a very high level of generation and profound knowledge. I didn't expect to pass the iron ring to you. This shows that Junior Brother, you have great wisdom."

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "Speaking of Jing Song, I used to give me dreams occasionally, but I haven't seen him for a long time."

Taoist Qingfeng said with red eyes: "Junior Brother, if you meet Master Jing Song, you say Qingfeng misses him."

...

The "adult affair" of the same male host was broken by the hostess. The little nanny Liu Jiaojiao was frustrated for two days. In fact, all three of them knew that the male host and the nanny could not have any "addictive affair" because the hostess was under The guy thing only functions as a faucet.

The hostess Wei Buman originally wanted to take advantage of the topic, but did not expect to be opposed by Zhao Baogang, so angrily, she walked out of the house that she had visited for the first time in six months.

However, the word "divorce" cannot be said anyway.

Dayu ruled the water for thirteen years, but did not enter the house three times. Wei Buman was about to catch up with Dayu.

Zhao Baogang knows that with his current position and situation, this marriage cannot be separated.Thus, he and his nominal wife went from a cold war to another cold war.

What made the little nanny Liu Jiaojiao flattered was that Zhao Baogang actually revealed her most secret things to her, so besides her awe of the host, she also sympathized with the host.

But Liu Jiaojiao didn't know that Zhao Baogang couldn't find a second person to talk to with the 7 billion people in the world.

After this incident, the little nanny took care of Zhao Baogang more attentively. The kind of serving purely for money and serving with feelings is not at the same level.

Zhao Baogang quickly discovered this, so he decided to test the little nanny.

After dinner, Zhao Baogang walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Not long after, he shouted at the little nanny who was cleaning up the dishes: "Jiaojiao, come in and help me rub my back."

"Huh?" Liu Jiaojiao, the little nanny, hesitated for a moment, but bit his head and walked in.

Rubbing the back is rubbing the back. Zhao Baocongo is a gentleman. Liu Jiaojiao peeped at Zhao Baogang's body from the mirror more than once. There really was a dead snake hanging between her legs. It turned out that the official didn't lie to her.

Rubbing and rubbing, the little nanny felt himself, blushing and panting.

Of course Zhao Baogang felt this, and suddenly turned around, hugged Li Jiaojiao's soft body in his arms, and gnawed at her blush little mouth.

The babysitter's body was soaked in an instant, and she immediately responded.

The fire was stirred up, and the little nanny came naturally with one hand and touched Zhao Baogang's male symbol.

It's a pity that this is just a symbol, shapeless, holding it in your hand, like a cold dead snake, instantly, the little nanny's heart is extinguished.

Zhao Baogang left the nanny's soft and moist lips, with a slight shame on his face: "I'm sorry, I can give you anything except this."

The little nanny squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, really, it doesn't matter."

"I know you want, I can satisfy you."

"What do you do?"

Zhao Baogang raised his middle finger and stuck out his tongue.

"Sir, forget it." The little nanny laughed more ugly than crying.

Zhao Baogang vetoed her with action.

Soon, the little nanny shivered, but a word came out clearly in his mind-food.

After sending the little nanny to the top twice, Zhao Baogang finally recovered a bit of male dignity, even though he himself said he was not a real man.

It's been almost a week since the cold war with Weibman. Zhao Baogang is not rushed or impatient. He goes to work during the day and meets the babysitter occasionally at night. This is also considered a married life.

Every time the little nanny falls asleep with his exhausting fatigue, Zhao Baogang will feel extraordinarily empty. He will come to the next room and smoke afterwards in the dark.

At this time, hatred is like a flood that drowns him.

Zhao Baogang has been following up and talking about the two purposes of freedom: first, promotion; second, revenge.

Now that there is no hope of promotion, let's take revenge.

As the cigarette butt was extinguished, Zhao Baogang gritted his teeth: "He Jianglong, how do you come back, how do I let you go back! And this first step is to pull out your teeth, a toothless tiger, hehe..."

Zhao Baogang was fascinating his revenge plan, but didn't know that everything was turning out of control.

Wei Buman is a woman, a woman who is more demanding than a normal woman. Let's say that she is dissatisfied with her desires for the time being. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this.

Western scholars have done research, and the five basic needs of mankind, sexual needs are taken care of.Well, Weibmann's request is really not excessive.

Husband Zhao Baogang could not satisfy his wife Wei Buman's request. Wei Buman could file for divorce. However, this was a political marriage, and Wei Jin even had the idea of ​​repaying his favor.

In this way, Wei Bumann is also a struggling woman.

Wei Buman is really well-behaved, or it can be attributed to the good tutor of the old Wei family. Before marriage, she was able to defend herself like a jade.

The first time in Weibmann's life was really painful. It was not pierced by a man's bane, but a cold instrument that transported fertilized eggs.

That's all. Unexpectedly, Zhao Baogang's husband is still mentally unsound and seems to live with a mask. Until now, she did not know that it is the fragile self-esteem that people with low self-esteem will give birth to.

Nevertheless, Weibmann did not sympathize with him.

After giving birth to Zhao Liang, Wei Buman thought he was worthy of his father and was worthy of this marriage, so he began to seek his own happiness.

With a decent look, a good conversation, and a strong need, she soon became a tribute to the wall.

The two seem to be close to each other for nearly twenty years. How many boyfriends Wei Buman has changed, Zhao Baogang, who has been silent, dare to investigate her.

"Useless man, dead eunuch! How dare you find someone to shoot me!" Wei Buman gritted his teeth and burst into tears, because she remembered the opposite food mentioned in the Qing palace drama.

"If you shoot me, I can't shoot you? Let's wait and see." Wei Buman used his brain to find a detective agency that was not well known.