Chapter 813
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After I got home, it was already more than 11 p.m. Father in law and mother-in-law are going back to Lihai tomorrow. At this time, they have already laid down early. Zhang Qingqing didn't fall asleep. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When I opened the door, she was bored switching channels with the remote control. It was obvious that her mind was not on the TV.
"Hey, Qingqing."
After I came in, I couldn't help smiling when I saw Zhang Qingqing. Whether she was pulling a pretty face at me now or not, I ran to her side and sat down, reaching out to stop her slim waist. But she was pushed and pushed angrily: "Chen Yu, where have you been crazy these two days?"
After all, it's a dangerous thing to go to Myanmar to meet the king of Royal rice, Zhang suiliang, and it shouldn't be made public, so I'm going to tell Qingqing. However, I can't hide the fact that I was a militia in the past. I told Zhang Qingqing that I and Qin Yong have signed up for the militia and will go to the militia comprehensive training base the day after tomorrow for two months.
Zhang Qingqing was a little stunned when she heard the speech, so she asked me how to be a militia?
I told her that this was what Zhang Airong meant. Zhang Qingqing was smart and immediately guessed that Zhang Airong was going to help me wash white. Zhang Qingqing never liked me to go farther and farther on this road. She is very resistant to the life of fighting and killing, so I heard that Zhang Airong asked me to be a militia. She vaguely means to wash the white with me. She agrees very much. But I was also a little confused. I asked me if the militia trained 15 days a year. Why do we take so long for two months?
I smiled bitterly and said, "I wonder, but maybe it's a metropolis, a little different."
Zhang Qingqing immediately thought of another question: "can't you all come to Wenhua?"
I said: "in fact, whether we go to Wenhua or not is of little significance. Qin Yong and they have all been out of society and don't need to rely on study to find a way out. Moreover, Wenhua, a private profit-making school, has one-third of the students absent from class every day. It's OK not to go to such a school."
Zhang Qingqing sighed at the speech and said that Wenhua's environmental atmosphere was really too bad. She was a little disappointed. She is now working as a vice president of Guanghong company. She is very busy every day. Now she stays in Wenhua without pay. She may consider resigning and taking care of the company wholeheartedly after a while. She said that's what my mother meant. My mother knew that I didn't like to sit in the office all day, so she had been deliberately cultivating Zhang Qingqing as a successor. Of course, Li Mengting is now the boss of Huayu company and my mother's right arm.
I talked with Zhang Qingqing for a while. Zhang Qingqing suddenly whispered that she had put hot water in the bathtub in the bathroom, and then urged me to take a bath first.
I had the cheek to say that I would take a mandarin duck bath with her. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqing's face was thinner than Li Mengting. She directly raised her foot and kicked me. Then she said in shame: "go wash quickly and play with hooligans again. I'll kick you!"
I was really tired these days. I took a comfortable hot bath. When I came out of the bath, Zhang Qingqing was no longer in the living room. She returned to the bedroom, now wearing a white off shoulder nightdress, sitting on the bed with her back against the head of the bed reading fashion magazines. A pair of white legs under the skirt spread a touch of Soul-catching white greasy under the light.
Seeing that I looked at her with a bad smile on my face, Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed by my hot eyes. She put the magazine on the bedside table and looked at me angrily: "what are you looking at?"
"Look at my beautiful daughter-in-law!"
Zhang Qingqing snorted, shrunk into the quilt, and then Qian clapped beside her: "who is your daughter-in-law? Don't be glib. It's getting late. Hurry to lie down and have a rest."
Shit, you've already slept in one bed. Aren't you my daughter-in-law?
However, although Zhang Qingqing and I already have the name of husband and wife, we still don't have the reality of husband and wife. Who makes her proud and reserved, and she is also a perfectionist. She insisted that I should make a good confession and propose to her again, and then hold the wedding again, so as to make up for the regret of our small wedding banquet secretly held in Qianhe village, She is willing to give her completely to me in the most beautiful time. Alas, the woman looks fierce, but she still yearns for romance.
I lay down beside Zhang Qingqing without any hesitation. The quilt was full of the fragrant smell unique to Zhang Qingqing. It smelled like a white feather. It was tickling in my heart. So I came to Zhang Qingqing's ear and said softly, "Qingqing, you are at least my girlfriend. We can't do things between husband and wife until the wedding is held again. Can we do things between lovers?"
Zhang Qingqing's pretty face was flushed and became more charming. She hummed and said, "it depends on what kind of things between lovers."
My eyes lit up when I heard the speech, so I asked her what she could do. After all, Zhang Qingqing is a goddess. She is arrogant and has always loved face. Where would she say? She directly pulled the quilt and curled up in the quilt. With a shy voice, it came from the quilt: "fool, think for yourself, don't ask me."
Shit, how can I know if you don't say it? Do you want me to try things one by one and see what I can do and what I can't?
I think so, and my eyes brighten. I think it seems good to do so. Anyway, there are only those stages between lovers, holding hands, hugging, kissing and touching, and popping. I'll just go step by step. If Zhang Qingqing doesn't refuse, it means that things can be done at that stage, hehe
So, I deliberately extended my hand to the soft Yi of Zhang Qingqing around me, easily grabbed her little hand, and directly made an intimate ten fingers with her. Zhang Qingqing didn't speak in the whole process, and seemed to acquiesce in this kind of hand holding.
I lay side by side with Zhang Qingqing hand in hand on the bed, chatting for a while, and then started the next step, directly followed the opportunity to turn over, and naturally hugged her snake waist. Zhang Qingqing's body froze slightly, but soon relaxed. Finally, she shrank in my arms like a little cat. It can be seen that she not only didn't refuse, On the contrary, I enjoyed it.
Under the light bedside light, Zhang Qingqing nestled in my arms. Her eyes were still closed at the moment. Her purplish little lips were a little tooting. Her eyelashes flashed like butterfly wings, a little like asking for a kiss with me. I couldn't stand it. I just bent down and kissed her.
The kiss lingered for a long time. We were all about to suffocate before we agreed to separate. Zhang Qingqing's cheeks were beautiful and her eyes were full of spring. However, when my hand wanted to mess with her, she grabbed my hand and said, "this can't do!"
I smell that the speech is a little painful, but looking at the shy look of spring in the corners of her eyes, I also vaguely understand that maybe Zhang Qingqing can't help herself in the end if she's afraid of me?
I felt uncomfortable at the moment, so I bargained with Zhang Qingqing. I looked at her purplish lips, then leaned close to her ear and said a suggestion to her, but Zhang Qingqing refused with great shame. I was helpless. Finally, I looked at Zhang Qingqing's white hands and whispered another suggestion to her again. Although she was still very shy this time, she couldn't stand my hard and soft bubbles, and shyly agreed
The next morning, the last day before we went to the militia comprehensive training base to report for duty, when I woke up, my father-in-law and mother-in-law had bought breakfast. I came out after washing. My father-in-law, mother-in-law and Zhang Qingqing had already sat in the dining room for breakfast. Breakfast was Zhang Qingqing's favorite Goubuli steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk.
Zhang Qingqing is eating delicious with a cup of soybean milk in her left hand and a steamed stuffed bun in her right hand. Then I can't help thinking of what she helped me with her hand last night. I look at her hand with a bad smile. Zhang Qingqing soon found that I looked at her right hand with a bad smile, and asked me what I was looking at?
I sat down in the chair next to her, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Qingqing, have you washed your hands?"
"Nonsense, who doesn't wash their hands before eating?"
I winked at her vaguely: "Oh, that's good!"
Zhang Qingqing immediately remembered that she used her hands for me last night. Only then did she understand that I asked her if she had the real meaning of washing hands. She looked at the dog ignored the steamed stuffed bun in her right hand, and then her pretty face turned red. She threw away the steamed stuffed bun directly and ran away with a red face: "dead Chen Yu, you deliberately mentioned this thing. I hate you."
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After I got home, it was already more than 11 p.m. Father in law and mother-in-law are going back to Lihai tomorrow. At this time, they have already laid down early. Zhang Qingqing didn't fall asleep. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When I opened the door, she was bored switching channels with the remote control. It was obvious that her mind was not on the TV.
"Hey, Qingqing."
After I came in, I couldn't help smiling when I saw Zhang Qingqing. Whether she was pulling a pretty face at me now or not, I ran to her side and sat down, reaching out to stop her slim waist. But she was pushed and pushed angrily: "Chen Yu, where have you been crazy these two days?"
After all, it's a dangerous thing to go to Myanmar to meet the king of Royal rice, Zhang suiliang, and it shouldn't be made public, so I'm going to tell Qingqing. However, I can't hide the fact that I was a militia in the past. I told Zhang Qingqing that I and Qin Yong have signed up for the militia and will go to the militia comprehensive training base the day after tomorrow for two months.
Zhang Qingqing was a little stunned when she heard the speech, so she asked me how to be a militia?
I told her that this was what Zhang Airong meant. Zhang Qingqing was smart and immediately guessed that Zhang Airong was going to help me wash white. Zhang Qingqing never liked me to go farther and farther on this road. She is very resistant to the life of fighting and killing, so I heard that Zhang Airong asked me to be a militia. She vaguely means to wash the white with me. She agrees very much. But I was also a little confused. I asked me if the militia trained 15 days a year. Why do we take so long for two months?
I smiled bitterly and said, "I wonder, but maybe it's a metropolis, a little different."
Zhang Qingqing immediately thought of another question: "can't you all come to Wenhua?"
I said: "in fact, whether we go to Wenhua or not is of little significance. Qin Yong and they have all been out of society and don't need to rely on study to find a way out. Moreover, Wenhua, a private profit-making school, has one-third of the students absent from class every day. It's OK not to go to such a school."
Zhang Qingqing sighed at the speech and said that Wenhua's environmental atmosphere was really too bad. She was a little disappointed. She is now working as a vice president of Guanghong company. She is very busy every day. Now she stays in Wenhua without pay. She may consider resigning and taking care of the company wholeheartedly after a while. She said that's what my mother meant. My mother knew that I didn't like to sit in the office all day, so she had been deliberately cultivating Zhang Qingqing as a successor. Of course, Li Mengting is now the boss of Huayu company and my mother's right arm.
I talked with Zhang Qingqing for a while. Zhang Qingqing suddenly whispered that she had put hot water in the bathtub in the bathroom, and then urged me to take a bath first.
I had the cheek to say that I would take a mandarin duck bath with her. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqing's face was thinner than Li Mengting. She directly raised her foot and kicked me. Then she said in shame: "go wash quickly and play with hooligans again. I'll kick you!"
I was really tired these days. I took a comfortable hot bath. When I came out of the bath, Zhang Qingqing was no longer in the living room. She returned to the bedroom, now wearing a white off shoulder nightdress, sitting on the bed with her back against the head of the bed reading fashion magazines. A pair of white legs under the skirt spread a touch of Soul-catching white greasy under the light.
Seeing that I looked at her with a bad smile on my face, Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed by my hot eyes. She put the magazine on the bedside table and looked at me angrily: "what are you looking at?"
"Look at my beautiful daughter-in-law!"
Zhang Qingqing snorted, shrunk into the quilt, and then Qian clapped beside her: "who is your daughter-in-law? Don't be glib. It's getting late. Hurry to lie down and have a rest."
Shit, you've already slept in one bed. Aren't you my daughter-in-law?
However, although Zhang Qingqing and I already have the name of husband and wife, we still don't have the reality of husband and wife. Who makes her proud and reserved, and she is also a perfectionist. She insisted that I should make a good confession and propose to her again, and then hold the wedding again, so as to make up for the regret of our small wedding banquet secretly held in Qianhe village, She is willing to give her completely to me in the most beautiful time. Alas, the woman looks fierce, but she still yearns for romance.
I lay down beside Zhang Qingqing without any hesitation. The quilt was full of the fragrant smell unique to Zhang Qingqing. It smelled like a white feather. It was tickling in my heart. So I came to Zhang Qingqing's ear and said softly, "Qingqing, you are at least my girlfriend. We can't do things between husband and wife until the wedding is held again. Can we do things between lovers?"
Zhang Qingqing's pretty face was flushed and became more charming. She hummed and said, "it depends on what kind of things between lovers."
My eyes lit up when I heard the speech, so I asked her what she could do. After all, Zhang Qingqing is a goddess. She is arrogant and has always loved face. Where would she say? She directly pulled the quilt and curled up in the quilt. With a shy voice, it came from the quilt: "fool, think for yourself, don't ask me."
Shit, how can I know if you don't say it? Do you want me to try things one by one and see what I can do and what I can't?
I think so, and my eyes brighten. I think it seems good to do so. Anyway, there are only those stages between lovers, holding hands, hugging, kissing and touching, and popping. I'll just go step by step. If Zhang Qingqing doesn't refuse, it means that things can be done at that stage, hehe
So, I deliberately extended my hand to the soft Yi of Zhang Qingqing around me, easily grabbed her little hand, and directly made an intimate ten fingers with her. Zhang Qingqing didn't speak in the whole process, and seemed to acquiesce in this kind of hand holding.
I lay side by side with Zhang Qingqing hand in hand on the bed, chatting for a while, and then started the next step, directly followed the opportunity to turn over, and naturally hugged her snake waist. Zhang Qingqing's body froze slightly, but soon relaxed. Finally, she shrank in my arms like a little cat. It can be seen that she not only didn't refuse, On the contrary, I enjoyed it.
Under the light bedside light, Zhang Qingqing nestled in my arms. Her eyes were still closed at the moment. Her purplish little lips were a little tooting. Her eyelashes flashed like butterfly wings, a little like asking for a kiss with me. I couldn't stand it. I just bent down and kissed her.
The kiss lingered for a long time. We were all about to suffocate before we agreed to separate. Zhang Qingqing's cheeks were beautiful and her eyes were full of spring. However, when my hand wanted to mess with her, she grabbed my hand and said, "this can't do!"
I smell that the speech is a little painful, but looking at the shy look of spring in the corners of her eyes, I also vaguely understand that maybe Zhang Qingqing can't help herself in the end if she's afraid of me?
I felt uncomfortable at the moment, so I bargained with Zhang Qingqing. I looked at her purplish lips, then leaned close to her ear and said a suggestion to her, but Zhang Qingqing refused with great shame. I was helpless. Finally, I looked at Zhang Qingqing's white hands and whispered another suggestion to her again. Although she was still very shy this time, she couldn't stand my hard and soft bubbles, and shyly agreed
The next morning, the last day before we went to the militia comprehensive training base to report for duty, when I woke up, my father-in-law and mother-in-law had bought breakfast. I came out after washing. My father-in-law, mother-in-law and Zhang Qingqing had already sat in the dining room for breakfast. Breakfast was Zhang Qingqing's favorite Goubuli steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk.
Zhang Qingqing is eating delicious with a cup of soybean milk in her left hand and a steamed stuffed bun in her right hand. Then I can't help thinking of what she helped me with her hand last night. I look at her hand with a bad smile. Zhang Qingqing soon found that I looked at her right hand with a bad smile, and asked me what I was looking at?
I sat down in the chair next to her, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Qingqing, have you washed your hands?"
"Nonsense, who doesn't wash their hands before eating?"
I winked at her vaguely: "Oh, that's good!"
Zhang Qingqing immediately remembered that she used her hands for me last night. Only then did she understand that I asked her if she had the real meaning of washing hands. She looked at the dog ignored the steamed stuffed bun in her right hand, and then her pretty face turned red. She threw away the steamed stuffed bun directly and ran away with a red face: "dead Chen Yu, you deliberately mentioned this thing. I hate you."
After I got home, it was already more than 11 p.m. Father in law and mother-in-law are going back to Lihai tomorrow. At this time, they have already laid down early. Zhang Qingqing didn't fall asleep. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. When I opened the door, she was bored switching channels with the remote control. It was obvious that her mind was not on the TV."Hey, Qingqing."After I came in, I couldn't help smiling when I saw Zhang Qingqing. Whether she was pulling a pretty face at me now or not, I ran to her side and sat down, reaching out to stop her slim waist. But she was pushed and pushed angrily: "Chen Yu, where have you been crazy these two days?"After all, it's a dangerous thing to go to Myanmar to meet the king of Royal rice, Zhang suiliang, and it shouldn't be made public, so I'm going to tell Qingqing. However, I can't hide the fact that I was a militia in the past. I told Zhang Qingqing that I and Qin Yong have signed up for the militia and will go to the militia comprehensive training base the day after tomorrow for two months.Zhang Qingqing was a little stunned when she heard the speech, so she asked me how to be a militia?I told her that this was what Zhang Airong meant. Zhang Qingqing was smart and immediately guessed that Zhang Airong was going to help me wash white. Zhang Qingqing never liked me to go farther and farther on this road. She is very resistant to the life of fighting and killing, so I heard that Zhang Airong asked me to be a militia. She vaguely means to wash the white with me. She agrees very much. But I was also a little confused. I asked me if the militia trained 15 days a year. Why do we take so long for two months?I smiled bitterly and said, "I wonder, but maybe it's a metropolis, a little different."Zhang Qingqing immediately thought of another question: "can't you all come to Wenhua?"I said: "in fact, whether we go to Wenhua or not is of little significance. Qin Yong and they have all been out of society and don't need to rely on study to find a way out. Moreover, Wenhua, a private profit-making school, has one-third of the students absent from class every day. It's OK not to go to such a school."Zhang Qingqing sighed at the speech and said that Wenhua's environmental atmosphere was really too bad. She was a little disappointed. She is now working as a vice president of Guanghong company. She is very busy every day. Now she stays in Wenhua without pay. She may consider resigning and taking care of the company wholeheartedly after a while. She said that's what my mother meant. My mother knew that I didn't like to sit in the office all day, so she had been deliberately cultivating Zhang Qingqing as a successor. Of course, Li Mengting is now the boss of Huayu company and my mother's right arm.I talked with Zhang Qingqing for a while. Zhang Qingqing suddenly whispered that she had put hot water in the bathtub in the bathroom, and then urged me to take a bath first.I had the cheek to say that I would take a mandarin duck bath with her. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqing's face was thinner than Li Mengting. She directly raised her foot and kicked me. Then she said in shame: "go wash quickly and play with hooligans again. I'll kick you!"I was really tired these days. I took a comfortable hot bath. When I came out of the bath, Zhang Qingqing was no longer in the living room. She returned to the bedroom, now wearing a white off shoulder nightdress, sitting on the bed with her back against the head of the bed reading fashion magazines. A pair of white legs under the skirt spread a touch of Soul-catching white greasy under the light.Seeing that I looked at her with a bad smile on my face, Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed by my hot eyes. She put the magazine on the bedside table and looked at me angrily: "what are you looking at?""Look at my beautiful daughter-in-law!"Zhang Qingqing snorted, shrunk into the quilt, and then Qian clapped beside her: "who is your daughter-in-law? Don't be glib. It's getting late. Hurry to lie down and have a rest."Shit, you've already slept in one bed. Aren't you my daughter-in-law?However, although Zhang Qingqing and I already have the name of husband and wife, we still don't have the reality of husband and wife. Who makes her proud and reserved, and she is also a perfectionist. She insisted that I should make a good confession and propose to her again, and then hold the wedding again, so as to make up for the regret of our small wedding banquet secretly held in Qianhe village, She is willing to give her completely to me in the most beautiful time. Alas, the woman looks fierce, but she still yearns for romance.I lay down beside Zhang Qingqing without any hesitation. The quilt was full of the fragrant smell unique to Zhang Qingqing. It smelled like a white feather. It was tickling in my heart. So I came to Zhang Qingqing's ear and said softly, "Qingqing, you are at least my girlfriend. We can't do things between husband and wife until the wedding is held again. Can we do things between lovers?"Zhang Qingqing's pretty face was flushed and became more charming. She hummed and said, "it depends on what kind of things between lovers."My eyes lit up when I heard the speech, so I asked her what she could do. After all, Zhang Qingqing is a goddess. She is arrogant and has always loved face. Where would she say? She directly pulled the quilt and curled up in the quilt. With a shy voice, it came from the quilt: "fool, think for yourself, don't ask me."Shit, how can I know if you don't say it? Do you want me to try things one by one and see what I can do and what I can't?I think so, and my eyes brighten. I think it seems good to do so. Anyway, there are only those stages between lovers, holding hands, hugging, kissing and touching, and popping. I'll just go step by step. If Zhang Qingqing doesn't refuse, it means that things can be done at that stage, heheSo, I deliberately extended my hand to the soft Yi of Zhang Qingqing around me, easily grabbed her little hand, and directly made an intimate ten fingers with her. Zhang Qingqing didn't speak in the whole process, and seemed to acquiesce in this kind of hand holding.I lay side by side with Zhang Qingqing hand in hand on the bed, chatting for a while, and then started the next step, directly followed the opportunity to turn over, and naturally hugged her snake waist. Zhang Qingqing's body froze slightly, but soon relaxed. Finally, she shrank in my arms like a little cat. It can be seen that she not only didn't refuse, On the contrary, I enjoyed it.Under the light bedside light, Zhang Qingqing nestled in my arms. Her eyes were still closed at the moment. Her purplish little lips were a little tooting. Her eyelashes flashed like butterfly wings, a little like asking for a kiss with me. I couldn't stand it. I just bent down and kissed her.The kiss lingered for a long time. We were all about to suffocate before we agreed to separate. Zhang Qingqing's cheeks were beautiful and her eyes were full of spring. However, when my hand wanted to mess with her, she grabbed my hand and said, "this can't do!"I smell that the speech is a little painful, but looking at the shy look of spring in the corners of her eyes, I also vaguely understand that maybe Zhang Qingqing can't help herself in the end if she's afraid of me?I felt uncomfortable at the moment, so I bargained with Zhang Qingqing. I looked at her purplish lips, then leaned close to her ear and said a suggestion to her, but Zhang Qingqing refused with great shame. I was helpless. Finally, I looked at Zhang Qingqing's white hands and whispered another suggestion to her again. Although she was still very shy this time, she couldn't stand my hard and soft bubbles, and shyly agreedThe next morning, the last day before we went to the militia comprehensive training base to report for duty, when I woke up, my father-in-law and mother-in-law had bought breakfast. I came out after washing. My father-in-law, mother-in-law and Zhang Qingqing had already sat in the dining room for breakfast. Breakfast was Zhang Qingqing's favorite Goubuli steamed stuffed bun and soybean milk.Zhang Qingqing is eating delicious with a cup of soybean milk in her left hand and a steamed stuffed bun in her right hand. Then I can't help thinking of what she helped me with her hand last night. I look at her hand with a bad smile. Zhang Qingqing soon found that I looked at her right hand with a bad smile, and asked me what I was looking at?I sat down in the chair next to her, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Qingqing, have you washed your hands?""Nonsense, who doesn't wash their hands before eating?"I winked at her vaguely: "Oh, that's good!"Zhang Qingqing immediately remembered that she used her hands for me last night. Only then did she understand that I asked her if she had the real meaning of washing hands. She looked at the dog ignored the steamed stuffed bun in her right hand, and then her pretty face turned red. She threw away the steamed stuffed bun directly and ran away with a red face: "dead Chen Yu, you deliberately mentioned this thing. I hate you."
