Chapter 4 Song Jushuang's Day

December 31, 2012

Today is self-study all day, and tomorrow is the New Year's Day holiday that the students have been waiting for for a long time. It is difficult for students who have been suppressed by their heavy studies to calm down and study. They talk about the end of the world, 2012 Maya Prophecy and other popular jokes circulating on the Internet.

The little fat man Han An is the League Secretary. It was his turn to study on the podium today to monitor discipline. He was too lazy to make a sound over and over to maintain the quiet order in the classroom like a noisy vegetable market. The pen in his hand was blankly drawing circles on the draft paper over and over again, his eyes staring at his seat.

When he first arrived at the podium, Bai Weiwei sat in his seat with two books.

Bah, I always think she is innocent. The little fat man's heart has been filled with sour bitterness, although this jealousy has no roots

How long has these two people been together? Why are they so shameless?

The little fat man remembered the memory card that Gao Huan updated every morning these days, and thought of Bai Weiwei's pure and lewd expression on her face, and couldn't help but be hard.

Han An, Han An! A classmate sitting at the door called the fat man twice and pointed to the door.

The thief was guilty and thought it was the old classmate who called him for fear that someone would see something strange. The little fat man hurriedly adjusted the crotch of his cotton pants. He turned his head and looked at the door and was stunned again.

A young woman in a white wool dress stood at the door. The thick winter coat could not completely cover up the graceful figure of the woman. The belt around her waist outlined a perfect slender waistline. Against the backdrop of this small waist with a full grip, whether it is the bulge of the upper body or the roundness of the lower body, the curves are even more thrilling.

The appearance of a woman is definitely the best-looking face that the little fat man has seen in the past ten years. His cold and elegant face first reminded him of Liu Yifei, and then he remembered the heroine Lin Ruoxi in an urban novel I have been chasing recently!

The little fat man disappeared as the reserved secretary of the League, and ran to the door happily. Thinking of Gao Huan's teachings, he showed a generous, natural and honest attitude. Hello, I am Han An, the League Secretary of the League, who repeats the first class. Is there anything you have to do?

Is Gao Huan in the class? The woman's voice is very nice, which makes the little fat man believe that in urban novels, the sound of clear snow-capped mountains and ice springs exists. The little fat man forgot Gao Huan's teachings the next second, and nodded like a rice-to-meter. He is in the class, he is my deskmate. Please wait a moment, I will call him!

Before the cold woman could react, the fat man ran into the big classroom and hurriedly passed through the narrow aisle to the last two rows of the classroom.

The little fat man who returned to his seat suddenly became unbalanced again. Bai Weiwei lay on the table and seemed to be resting her sleep, but her body kept moving slightly and making the little fat man who had seen the world realize that it was not that simple.

Sure enough, he was looking carefully. The right hand of his good brother who seemed to be concentrating on watching the video was stretched under the table, and his arms were moving.

Is this dog too bold? Is there such a fairy-like beauty looking for him? The little fat man in his heart vented and patted Gao Huan's back hard, and said in a muffled voice: Huan, someone is looking for you outside.

Ah?Ah! Gao Huan, who was teaching self-studying song creation with the teaching video and massaging Bai Weiwei's thighs, took off his headphones, got up and walked towards the door without asking anything

Just now, he was comparable to Lin Ruoxi. The fat man who was itchy with a beautiful woman was very much wanted to follow him to see what their relationship was, but now he was a cowardly man and finally suppressed his curiosity and returned to the podium. However, the circles drawn on the draft paper were more abstract.

Well...people! The woman who was waiting outside the classroom was smiling and almost jumped up with joy when she saw the figure that appeared in her dreams in this month.

She actually always wanted to call her benefactor, but after her father checked all the information about her benefactor, it was hard to believe that her benefactor was six years younger than her and was a newly grown boy, so she turned her benefactor into a benefactor

Oh! It's you! Gao Huan also recognized the woman in front of him at first sight as the woman he rescued in Feicheng a month ago

That night, he sent her to the hospital. Because her clothes were so wet, she felt uncomfortable and a little cold. She briefly handed over to the traffic police who rushed over and went back to the hotel.

Gao Huan had a deep impression of her. One was her lifeless feat, and the other was that the woman had made him look amazing and figure who had been lingering in the flowers for many years in his previous life.

To be honest, after returning to Pengcheng, Gao Huan sometimes thought that women could find him to repay their kindness, and staged a beautiful scene of benevolence. After all, a woman who drives such a young Porsche 918 will not have too little power at home, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find him.

But after so long, she had not appeared, so Gao Huan put off this thought

An old man who reached his psychological state had long understood what it means to be a good person, and he was lucky to be a lucky person, and he lost his life.

Benefactor, I...

Okay, don’t call me a benefactor, this is not a good word. Gao Huan remembered the benefactor in "Let the Bullets Fly" that he had just revisited with the fat man a few days ago. He quickly interrupted the woman and said with a smile: This is not a place to talk, why don’t we go down and have a walk?

Yes! The woman was surprised by Gao Huan's conversation as mature as her appearance, but she was a little happy and nodded quickly, following Gao Huan out of the teaching building of the repetition department

When I went downstairs, a woman who had never pleased any young male in the past twenty-four years had been unknowingly speculating in her heart about what Gao Huan's rejection reaction to the title of benefactor, and racked her brains to think about what to call her benefactor...

I just went to college last night. The snow on the lawn on the playground has not melted yet, and the white patch is very pure.

Gao Huan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and looked back at the woman who had been struggling on her beautiful face and chuckled: How about you just call me Gao Huan, your body is fine, right?

Yes, it's been a long time ago Gao... Gao Huan... The woman always feels it's impolite to call her benefactor directly, but I really don't know what title is more suitable for this big boy who seems mature but is only eighteen years old.

She remembered that she had not introduced her name. She was not so nervous when facing countless great mentors when she graduated from Harvard University this year.

I, I'm so sorry for my name Song Jushuang. I wanted to come to see you when I was discharged from the hospital last month, but because my family was too nervous, I didn't let me go out. I'm sorry until now. Song Jushuang hurriedly explained, his proud head was buried low.

The winter withered and the summer is lush, and the name is not good! Gao Huan was amazed by Song Jushuang's name again. He looked at the beauty who was obviously cold and arrogant, and was nervous and twisted like a little girl at this time. He couldn't help but laugh twice

Well, I'll call you Sister Shuang, you can also call me Xiao Gao or Xiao Huan. Although I look very anxious, I am indeed only eighteen!

No! Song Jushuang quickly subconsciously retorted, looking at Gao Huan's face full of flesh but didn't feel disobedient at all

Xiaohuan, I don’t know if you have time at noon and evening. My family and I want to invite you to have a meal to express our gratitude

Well, good Ah! Of course I can have two meals to be happy! Sister Shuang, wait for me here, I will go back to get a schoolbag, and have a holiday in advance! Gao Huan smiled cheerfully and naturally. This is the real free and easy textbook, not the fat man's artificial drawing of a tiger but a dog

Song Jushuang didn't think about whether it would delay Gao Huan's study. Her nervousness when she first met her savior was dispersed a lot by this smile. She nodded heavily and stood there, but stared at Gao Huan's burly back as she was leaving.

However, she didn't know that Gao Huan quickly turned around at the corner and observed Song Jishuang's condition, and secretly compared YES!

The mature old man is a more terrifying old man. He realized that the grace of saving lives was very important in Song Jushuang's heart, and some evil flames in Gao Huan's heart couldn't help but grow stronger.

Although Bai Weiwei, a delicate girl, has vented her anger every night these days, Bai Weiwei is so peaceful and too careless. At least it is difficult to satisfy the almost infinite terrifying firepower of this body.

Gao Huan returned to the seat and packed up his things. He told Bai Weiwei that a distant cousin came to find him and he had to withdraw first.

Bai Weiwei, who is still a high school student, will definitely go back to her home during the New Year's Day holiday and can't accompany her lover, so she doesn't have much emotion.

On the contrary, the fat man on the podium rushed to the door when he saw Gao Huan carrying his bag and was about to leave. What happened? You ran away now? Are you not afraid of the old class checking in the afternoon!

Hi, my cousin is looking for me, just check it. The old class has been unhappy for a day or two, but who made me not have a parent? Gao Huan looked at the little fat man in surprise, and immediately realized that he must have been amazed by Song Jushuang just now, and he winked and said: What's wrong, my cousin just caught his soul away!

Do you have a cousin? Babe Babe Babe Babe Babe Babe, what about you? I'm afraid you will be fired by the old class! Then, are you still meeting Xiong Zai and Dongzai with me on New Year's Day? The arrogant little fat man never admits after being exposed by his thoughts. He quickly changed the subject and asked another question he cared about.

Meet! I just had a meal with my cousin and agreed to go offline together on New Year's Day. Gao Huan really missed these two best brothers very much.

He can guarantee that his funeral in his previous life must have been completed by Xiong Zai Dongzai.

In this life, he still wants to be brothers with them for the rest of his life, so in the past few months, every time the little fat man was in the black high school with them who had already entered university, he would participate.

Oh, okay, wait for me to contact you Ah, you also know that my family is in strict control, and it is really hard to say the time is right...

Gao Huan didn't listen to the fat man's longing after waving his hand, then walked downstairs with his schoolbag on his back

As soon as I left the teaching building, I saw Song Jushuang greeting me. I couldn't help but feel a little happy again. I walked with Song Jushuang generously and enthusiastically: Let's go, Sister Shuang, at noon I will take you to eat the most special ground pot chicken in Pengcheng, which is definitely a taste you can't eat in Feicheng.

Song Jushuang, who was hesitating about how to ask Gao Huan what to eat for lunch before, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded happily and walked side by side with Gao Huan, glanced at the corner of her eyes over the burly and strong arms of the 18-year-old boy beside her, and felt relieved again.

Gao Huan, who was about to stop a taxi after leaving the school gate, saw an Audi A6L drive over and parked accurately in front of the two of them. Song Jushuang explained from the side: Since that incident, my family has not allowed me to drive. This time I went out this time, my mother's driver has been following me.

hiss!

If an ordinary high school boy had no doubts at all, but Gao Huan was not. He could tell at a glance that the Audi A6L had a government license, and the numbers were at least the car of officials at the bureau level.

Song Jushuang's background was raised several levels in his heart.

It’s not that the daughter of a bureau-level official can’t afford to drive a Porsche 918. It’s just that watching a Porsche 918 fall into the water and can still suppress the storm of this matter. It’s not something that ordinary department-level officials can do. No matter how you have to be a chief boss who has the power of a living room or a local area, or a strong official department.

I don't feel at ease to let you go if I'm going to do it. That night I was shocked by you. Gao Huan teased Song Jishuang in a joke tone, but his eyes looked at her were full of concern.

Sorry, I won't know how to do it again in the future Song Jushuang, who has never felt ashamed of her, felt embarrassed in front of the opposite sex for the first time, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

But after accepting the deep concern in Gao Huan's eyes, her heart beats inexplicably quickly, warm, making her admit her mistakes and apologize like a little girl after making a mistake.

When the two were talking, the driver had already walked down to help them open the car door. Gao Huan was not polite and went in directly. Brother, go to Qingshan Hotel.

Qingshan Hotel is the only hotel left by Chen Xuelan after integrating her devil's ex-husband's property.

This hotel was originally managed by Chen Xuelan, and it is the best in Pengcheng, whether it is decoration or service.

After following Gao Huan's advice, he dug up chefs from major cuisines and strengthened management of the catering department in accordance with the dietary standards of international luxury hotels, the catering department of Qingshan Hotel has become a big concern for all restaurants and restaurants in Pengcheng. Many gourmets do not hesitate to open a luxury suite in order to get priority dining rights, and their business is booming.

As Chen Xuelan's good brother, Gao Huan doesn't have to queue up, and there is no need to open a suite first. As soon as he and Song Jushuang entered the hotel, they welcomed him warmly. Mr. Huan, you came to Sister Lan and booked a private room at noon. Are you with Sister Lan or?

My friend and I came to have lunch and just find a quiet corner for me. Gao Huan gave a brief order, saw the curiosity in Song Jushuang's eyes, and took the initiative to explain: This is my sister's property. I usually taste better. I often come over to eat and have a good face.

I also like food! When Xiaohuan, you go to Feicheng, I will take you to eat delicious food! Song Jishuang showed a happy smile as if he had met a fellow fellow man, but he was secretly thinking in his heart. When he returned to Feicheng, he quickly asked which friends were authentic foodies.

Looking at the cold dishes, you must order the ground pot chicken. Then cook a beef tendon and add a portion of tofu soup and frost. Do you also see if you want to eat it? Gao Huan did not pretend to be gentlemanly and asked women to order orders. First, it was so gentlemanly at this age. Second, it was known that women did not like gentlemen, and they liked to be passive.

Well, no, I like Xiaohuan's orders very much. Song Jushuang didn't open the menu at all. After the waiter left, he remembered a rude thing he had neglected before, and quickly explained: Xiaohuan, my parents have some official duties in Pengcheng this time. There are too many itineraries during the day, so I will treat you to the evening. Please don't take it to your heart.

Ah? Why do you have to be heart? I thought it was Sister Shuang who didn’t like to stay alone with me!

To be honest, Gao Huan never flirted with a really cool woman in his previous life. Some of the cold female college students who were free of wealth were all hit by famous brand bags and turned into sluts. It was the first time that she met Song Jushuang, a real iceberg goddess who was born in a wealthy family, didn't have many tricks, so she just treated her as an ordinary woman to chat. Anyway, relying on her favor of saving her life, she wouldn't fail.

No, no. Song Jishuang, who has grown up, has become unspeakable to almost all men, and her pretty face turned red and quickly denied it, but she didn't know how to explain it. Fortunately, Gao Huan, who had taken everything in his eyes, followed a self-deprecating: That's fine, I thought my appearance would scare Sister Shuang!

No! Xiaohuan, you are very powerful and manly, and you are the most popular type in the United States! Song Jushuang almost wanted to tell Gao Huan that you are your god. Out of reserve and shyness, he bit his lips and stopped this sentence

Hum? Has Sister Shuang studied in the United States?

Well, I studied business management at Harvard and I only returned to China this year

Wow, Sister Shuang is so awesome! What I admire most is the top student...

After a meal, Gao Huan almost found out Song Jushuang's personal situation, a standard urban novel heroine model, a second-generation official from a superior family, a genius female academic master at Peking University, a master of Peking University, Harvard

Although love life is not a waste, Gao Huan found that she did not seem to like to mention her boyfriend very much, even if she talked about it, she was not very interested, and she was a little resistant and negative.

If that's the case, then it should be a piece of paper, right?

Lao Secui Gao Huan has marked Song Jushuang as his prey in his heart. Is there anything to do in the afternoon? Why don’t I take you around Pengcheng?

It's okay, Song Jushuang nodded hurriedly, followed Gao Huan step by step

She realized that time passed so quickly when she was with Gao Huan. She knew that she was cold and not good at dealing with people. She also prepared a lot of topics in advance, but was afraid that the cold situation would make Gao Huan embarrassed.

However, none of those topics were used, and there seemed to be nothing to talk about during the whole meal, but the two of them were not idle. It was so natural, comfortable and relaxed with Gao Huan.

Brother, go to Yu Ji's tomb

After getting in the car, Song Jushuang suddenly bit her lips secretly. Then she realized that Gao Huan didn't care about how she drove into the river that night?

Even her parents felt annoyed when they mentioned this, but at this moment she was both hopeful and afraid that Gao Huan would ask about the reason, and her pretty face was full of entanglement.

Pengcheng is located in the northernmost part of Zhongyuan Province. Although it is vast in area, it is a remote area in the eyes of people in the province. It is even more deserted in cultural tourism. The only attraction that can be seen is Yu Ji's Tomb is just a small local bun. After being the mayor, it was built into a Chu-Han cultural garden, which attracted many Chu-Han cultural enthusiasts and built a small oasis in the cultural and tourism desert.

However, it only snowed heavily yesterday, and the climate is particularly cold today. It is even more impossible for locals to spend dozens of dollars to see the small mounds that once trampled on. The vast white area of ​​Yu Ji Tomb Cultural Garden is rare in the sky.

Gao Huan and Song Jushuang walked side by side in the quiet garden, talking and laughing, and just looking at the back, the man is tall and mighty, the woman is graceful, and the whiteness of the garden is everywhere, which is a rare and wonderful painting scroll

After Gao Huan's previous work, he once went back to his hometown when he was visiting this Yu Ji Tomb Cultural Park, which was completely different from the memory of his childhood. At that time, he didn't feel anything about this scenic spot that was the same as the historical and cultural parks across the country.

As we walked today, I remembered that when it was a small mound of soil in the past, his name was Han An, and he was a little fat man. On weekends or holidays, he would ask his friends to ride a bicycle and bring a bunch of snacks to a simple picnic near the mound of soil. The tender faces of friends in the past life became very clear. For a moment, the heavy memories and sadness made him feel inexplicably sour.

Song Jushuang is not good at dealing with people because she is too lazy to do useless social interaction, not stupid

As Gao Huan said less and less, she keenly discovered that the big boy beside her was covered with increasingly heavy sentimental feelings.

After walking to this pavilion, Gao Huan kept staring at the not-clear stream in front of him. Although the man stood in front of Song Jushuang, he seemed to have entered another space. In that space, he was abandoned by the whole world, and only he himself was alone.

Xiaohuan, what's wrong? Song Jushuang's heart felt a strong urge to hug the big boy like a god in her heart, and wanted to tell him that she would accompany him forever in this world, and use her arms to warm this big boy who looks vicissitudes and is mature in his mind, but he is still only an eighteen-year-old

It's okay, I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, the school organized a spring outing here. The other students were accompanied by my parents, so I could only follow the teacher and dare not walk around.

The tears of dog days still flowed down. Gao Huan wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, made up a reasonable reason that suited his life experience, and squeezed out a pretended sunny smile to look at Song Shushuang freely.

Song Jishuang, who had learned from the information that Gao Huan had both her parents died when she was a child, could no longer help but become strongly maternal in her heart. She hugged Gao Huan, who was much taller than her, and said firmly: Xiaohuan, you are not alone in the future. If you want, I am willing to be your sister forever.

The clothes in the numb winter are so thick and annoying!

Gao Huan suppressed the complaints in his heart, but there was a hint of unbelievable surprise and ecstasy on his face, and murmured: ...Really, is it true? Shuang, Sister Shuang, do you don’t dislike me, are you willing to recognize me as your fucker?

You are either fucking your brother, you are my brother. Song Jishuang hugged her tighter, and even rubbed her involuntarily in front of Gao Huan's chest.

She did not tell anyone that she had to use the effect of sleeping pills to fall asleep every night for the past month. Otherwise, once she avoided her eyes and fell into darkness, she felt as if she had fallen into the boundless hell again. The heavy air was like water that could not be squeezed into her air

She missed the god-like figure who cut through the darkness like light and saved her from hell, and even more missed the fire of life that gave her to warm her arms again when she was awakened by the cold wind in the winter night.

Now she finally hugged Gao Huan again, and her benefactor also needed her warm arms to dispel the sadness of being lonely and helpless since childhood. She has always been joked by her best friend that she has male phobia and has never held her boyfriend's hand, but she wished she could integrate into Gao Huan's chest and stick to him tightly

Hiss Á!

Really informative

No matter how thick the clothes are, Gao Huan can feel how great the majestic elasticity on Song Jishuang's chest is.

He was a little embarrassed and noticed that the woman seemed to be more eager to hug than him, and he was not worried about whether he would fuck him in a hurry. He directly wrapped his big hands tightly around Song Jishuang, making her stick to her tighter, but said in a trembling voice: I, I, have sisters too?

Song Jushuang, who was tightly bound, not only did not feel suppressed at all, but instead became obsessed with greed like a drowning person who got oxygen.

She stretched out her slender hand with heartache and touched Gao Huan's cheek. She wanted to share the pain for her younger brother whom she met at first sight.

Forget it, it’s better not to take it slowly. Gao Huan hesitated for a while and let go of his hand as if he had reacted. However, he didn’t expect that Song Jishuang’s hands were still tightly wrapped around his strong upper body. It took a long time to react. A blush appeared on his face and quickly let go and took two steps back, but his expression was still reluctant to leave no matter how he looked.

Sister, did you drink wine last time you fell into the water? Gao Huan finally remembered the most important issue for normal people. Song Jishuang, who had already recognized his siblings from above, is no longer confused, but instead doesn't want Gao Huan to mention it.

But how can you not answer your good brother's question? Song Jushuang had to nod his head ashamed

That's too dangerous, sister, you are not allowed to drive after drinking in the future. Gao Huan taught Song Jushuang a serious lesson, but she was full of concern in her ears.

Sister, you want to drink and ask me to accompany you in the future. The more I drink, the more energetic I will drink!

Song Jushuang, who was about to blurt out, I will never drink again, was moved again, and looked at Gao Huan in a daze. She suddenly felt that she didn't need to say anything. Even though she recognized her siblings only the second time she met today, the two of them were destined by God, and there was no need to consider so many unnecessary factors between siblings who cared about each other.

Well! You, you will have a college entrance examination next year, drink less wine. Song Jueshuang, who quickly entered the role of sister, said coquettishly, and said a little bit on his forehead.

She didn't want to wait for Gao Huan to ask her, and she was going to tell her troubles directly to this mature and steady brother who was young but was actually her relying on.

That night was because...

The story is not long and not that much bloody. I just don’t know if it’s because Song Jushuang’s subjective expression ability is too poor or she wants to avoid something. She talked for a long time before she finished speaking.

The version in Gao Huan's ears is: Song Jushuang graduated from school and reached the age of marriage. Her parents forced her to go on a blind date with a second-generation official who was of equal status, and she was very repulsive. Song Jushuang also has a boyfriend who had just been confirmed to have a relationship for half a year. Her boyfriend is suspected to be Feng Huáng. After graduating from the American PhD, he is now teaching at a university in China, which also urges Song Jushuang to get married.

I never thought that Song Jishuang, who was married at this age, was extremely upset by her double worries. She and her kids got drunk and drove for a ride. She turned around and drifted into the river.

After listening to the story, Gao Huan discovered that Song Jushuang, who had just taken two steps back, took another step and a half. He pretended to be heartbroken and then hugged Song Jushuang in his arms. He did not forget to trip up her boyfriend naked: Sister! Why are you so stupid and heartbreaking! How old are you, your boyfriend urges you to get married!

In the future, sister, you don’t need to be sad about such things anymore. Even if there is no accident, I will feel distressed!

Well, don't worry, Xiaohuan, sister won't be there. She was caught off guard and welcomed a surprise. Song Jushuang adjusted her body lightly again, pressed her closer together to Gao Huan's body, and took the initiative to stretch out her arms and wrap her tightly around the big boy's male dog waist, for fear that Gao Huan would hug her and let go again

If it were summer, I would be happy to hug you all day long

But it's winter now, and the taste of thick clothes makes Gao Huan even more itchy. However, his sister and brother have already recognized it. Song Jushuang's proactive and obvious attitude today made Gao Huan sigh that life-saving grace is a good thing. If there is any favorability system, his favorability is at least eighty now.

Song Jishuang repeatedly used various attributions to modify the boyfriend who wanted to show that they had a weak relationship. It would be nice to have a thirty-year-old friend.

Dingdong Song Jushuang's cell phone ringtone interrupted the brothers and sisters who were hugging each other tightly but had different thoughts. She reluctantly let go of Gao Huan and took out her phone and answered it a few times, then hung up the phone, and said to Gao Huan: Xiaohuan, let's go to the hotel, my parents have booked a banquet and waited for us.

Ah? Well! Gao Huan pretended to be the nervous reaction that a big boy should have, and asked in a low voice: I wonder if my uncle and aunt would like me?

Why can't it be! My mother has long wanted to see you Xiaohuan. It was my father who has been using the excuse that he is busy and has suppressed us from coming. Song Jushuang didn't hear the ambiguity in this sentence at all, but instead took Gao Huan's big hand: My parents will definitely like Xiaohuan, and my sister will always be with you!

Um!

Before visiting the park, the two of them were already holding hands when they left the park. Song Jushuang, who had never held hands with their nominal boyfriend, did not know that the two of them were now in a state of interlocking fingers, was definitely not what they should be between siblings. They were still telling Gao Huan about her parents' likes and dislikes, and she looked like she was taking her boyfriend home for the first time.

Gao Huan happily held Song Jushuang's little hand while listening carefully while sighing that the rebirth of Dog Day is really unreasonable.

Even if there is a scene of Her saves beauty, a great beauty like Song Jushuang has to spend dozens of chapters in the outrageous harem stallion to develop to the current progress.

However, the two of them have only known each other for a long time and are now intimate. It turns out that reality is far more outrageous than the novel, but they completely forget that in reality, there are only a few fools who will jump out of the river to save people in the winter in China every year.

However, when the car drove into Pengcheng Guesthouse, Gao Huan's happy heart sank more and more.

He did plan for the political background behind this sister who fell from the sky, but now he found that Song Jushuang's background is far more simple than the bureau level.

When Gao Huan discussed the Qingshan Hotel development plan with Chen Xuelan before, she mentioned two hotels in Pengcheng that were losing money every year but would never go bankrupt. One was Pengcheng Hotel, which was designated by the Pengcheng Government. The provincial leaders came to inspect the city and held an unofficial meeting there.

The second is Pengcheng Guesthouse, which has a simple name like a roadside guesthouse. There are only two villas in it, one for the leader to stay and the other for the attendants to rest. Pengcheng Guesthouse only accepts officials from the provincial and above.

Song Jishuang, Song Qingping!

Why did I forget that the governor of Central Plains Province’s surname is Song when I read political and economic news every day?

Gao Huan gently retracted his sweaty big hand, pinching his thighs secretly, signaling himself to calm down, calm down

Can calm down your dick Ah!

He was a small figure in the Magic City in his previous life, but he had a net worth of more than one billion yuan, but the biggest official in this way was just a main hall, or a main hall of a state-owned enterprise.

He had been struggling in society for a long time and knew how terrifying the power of high-ranking officials in this official-oriented country

If Song Jushuang was behind him a department-level cadre, he could still rely on his rebirth as a reborn person and think about getting in touch with him and taking a ride.

However, she is Song Qingping, the governor of Central Plains Province. Slowly, it’s not right. Now it should be Secretary Song!

Song Jushuang didn't know that Gao Huan had already felt relieved. She had always been cold and felt inexplicably happy. She especially wanted to introduce her most important person to her relatives.

But why did Xiaohuan suddenly become silent? After getting off the car, she looked at Gao Huan's sweaty forehead and asked with concern: Is the air conditioner in the car too hot? Let's go in quickly, Xiaohuan should not catch a cold by the wind

Yes, Gao Huan quietly avoided the little hand that Song Jushuang handed over again, and wanted to tell her sister, just spare me. You are a silly white sweet, but if your dad sees us like this, you may become my life-savior just like Wu Qi!

The guard standing guard in front of the villa gate was indeed a gun-carrying guard. Gao Huan shivered again, and he had lost all his bad thoughts about Song Jishuang before.

Standing at the door was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a gentle and gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a pride visible to the naked eye.

However, when the middle-aged man saw Song Jushuang, he immediately smiled heartily, like an uncle next door. Xiaoshuang is back Ah, hurry up, Secretary Song is waiting for you

Song Jishuang nodded gently with a constant expression, not even a question or thank you, as if it was a safe thing for a middle-aged man to act as a doorman.

The middle-aged man still smiled and didn't feel offended at all. Instead, he extended his hand to Gao Huan, snatched his heartfeltly, and handed over a business card with only name and phone number: This is Xiao Gao, the hero is a teenager, and I won't bother Uncle Ma today. I will sit at Uncle Ma's house if I have time in the future.

Ah, Ah! OK Gao Huan, who was extremely confused in his heart, was also confused. After a confused AhAh said twice, he watched the middle-aged man wave his hand and strode away. It seemed that he was waiting here just to say hello to Song Jushuang

On the way to the restaurant, Song Jushuang whispered in Gao Huan's ear: He was my father's deputy secretary-general, and he has just taken up his position as the Secretary of the Pengcheng Municipal Committee. Xiaohuan, you can find him if you have anything to do in Pengcheng in the future.

The secretary of the municipal party committee acts as a doorman?

However, it seems that it is not outrageous to be the precious daughter of the provincial party secretary?

Gao Huan, who was shocked so much that he nodded stiffly, followed Song Jushuang into the restaurant of this small villa.

Dad, mom, Xiaohuan and I are back. When Song Jushuang opened the door and greeted him, Gao Huan quickly looked at the two people in this big restaurant.

The first thing that caught my eye was the man sitting in the main seat. The man was tall and burly, and his dark face was weathered and looked particularly vicissitudes. The man just sat down and fell into Yuezhi, and his aura was not angry and powerful.

Is it Xiao Gao? A woman's voice sounded, which was much softer than Song Jishuang's clearness.

A middle-aged beautiful woman trotted over with excitement on her face. She was undoubtedly Song Jushuang's mother. But this woman in her forties looked at her early thirties at most. Standing with Song Jushuang, she said that she was her sister, was even more convincing.

The beauty looks a bit similar to Song Jushuang, but she looks more charming

The restaurant is full of heating. The beautiful woman is wearing a black slim skirt. The long and round legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings are exposed under the skirt. The bloated and loose middle-aged woman is completely unable to see the bloated and loose skin of the middle-aged woman. The snow-white frost on her upper body and neck are sluggish. It is difficult for a teenage girl to have such fair skin.

However, the beautiful woman walked to Gao Huan and her legs were so excited that she felt weak that she wanted to kneel down for Gao Huan. If she knew Song Jishuang's monstrous background, even if the beautiful woman was an ordinary middle-aged woman, Gao Huan would not receive such a big gift. She quickly helped the beautiful woman up with her eyes and hands, and hurriedly said: Auntie, what are you doing? Isn't this going to make me short of my life?

A middle-aged beautiful woman with noble temperament and dignified temperament hugged Gao Huan and cried bitterly, which made Gao Huan feel embarrassed

What's going on? My daughter is so excited. Why is this mother even more excited? The provincial party secretary's family is not good at using their brains, right?

Gao Huan looked at Song Jushuang in embarrassment. Who would have thought that Song Jushuang's eyes were red and there was a faint mist, and he looked at Gao Huan with gratitude and admiration.

This... what the hell is going on? Ah, the middle-aged beauty has very tight skin and a pretty body, but her husband is just watching it!

Her husband is still fucking Ah, secretary of the provincial party committee!

OK, Xiaoxia, stop crying, don’t scare the child. Shuang'er, you also advise your mother, uneasy child, know what your mother was worried about some time ago! The man sitting in the main seat couldn’t bear to watch it and spoke, his voice was vigorous and powerful, full of energy, and he didn’t look like an old man in his fifties at all.

Good kid, good kid, aunt didn't scare you, right? After hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman let go of her hands holding Gao Huan's arms, took out her handkerchief and gently wiped her tears, but she kept muttering her mouth

Let's sit down again. Gao Huan sat down as well as with a backbone and replied: OK, Governor Song

After learning about Song Jushuang's father's identity, he has been frantically thinking about what state to face Song Qingping, the first provincial chief official in the province

The normal big boy pretending to be an eighteen-year-old was first passed by him. He had no doubt that all the information of his body had been investigated for the past 18 years. He summed up the whole story before Song Qingping. It was impossible for him and Chen Xuelan to hide his business from a thoughtful frontier official.

As for showing mature and calmness far beyond this age, it is even more impossible to pretend to be calm. Even if his psychological quality is sufficient, it will make Song Qingping suspicious.

Gao Huan can guarantee that if he wasn't just an 18-year-old senior high school student, Song Qingping would have doubted whether he had ulterior motives to deliberately save Song Jushuang and approach him.

So after thinking about it, Gao Huan planned not to show off and pretended to be stupid as he was shocked.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingping asked back without any fluctuations on his face, Oh? Do you know me?

I usually like to read financial news and have seen you on the news. Gao Huan is honest and honest like a primary school student, with a look of answering questions and answering without any concealment.

Puchi, you have missed the latest news. Now it’s not Governor Song or Secretary Song. Song Jushuang’s seemingly playful jokes are actually helping Gao Huan to help her. She was born in this family and was not stupid and sweet. She was just a little at a loss in front of the big boy who strongly occupied her heart with a god descending to earth for the first time in more than 20 years.

Hello Secretary Song...

What secretary and governor, please call uncle. The beautiful woman glared at the man sitting in the master seat without hesitation, and looked at Gao Huan with a sniff, "Don't be scared by him," he has this kind of virtue. In fact, he is more grateful to you than anyone else. If it weren't for you, what secretary, this family would have been gone long ago...

Song Jushuang, who was standing beside him, saw that his mother was about to cry again as she spoke, quickly took off her wool coat that had made Gao Huan hate for a long time and came to her mother and advised softly: Mom, stop crying, you are making Xiaohuan laugh!

The girl still has the face to say this. If Xiaohuan hadn't saved you, our family would have been gone. When I learned the news that you fell into the water from Xiao Wang, I thought I would go with you... After wiping my tears, the beautiful woman took a slap on Song Jushuang's head without hesitation, and she still regarded her daughter who had grown into a goddess as a child.

Song Qingping, who also wanted to persuade the beautiful woman, was stared at again before she could speak. The secretary of a province was actually a wife who was in charge of the stern. He honestly held back his words, then turned to Gao Huan, as if he was trying his best to make a kind expression, and his voice was deliberately softened: Xiao Gao, you did save our family, Shuang'er, who died in a car accident when he was a child. Since then, your Aunt Luo's heart has fallen into the root of the disease. He fainted at the night when he learned that Shuang'er had a car accident. Shuang'er only lay in the hospital for three days. Her mother has been lying for half a month, and I am busy recently. I have been holding back until today before coming to Pengcheng to thank him in person. I hope you can understand it.

No, no, no, no, no!

Grandpa Song, ancestor Song, I beg you not to be kind!

Gao Huan, who is in his forties, is no different from a teenager. He apologized for the kind-hearted and thoughtful apology of a provincial party secretary and explained that he was confused and didn't know what to say at all.

Just as I was frowning and thinking about the right reply, a memory from my previous life suddenly came to my mind

There was a little brother in his previous life who was idle all day long and didn't do serious business, but had a strong relationship. He was very frugal in the government departments of the Demon City. Among them, the master of their own hands and eyes was very good.

This little brother once drank too much while eating with them and kept muttering. If it weren't for his cousin's car accident and his aunt died of a heart attack, his uncle would not have accepted this kind of blow and applied for medical leave in advance, why would he have existed today like the four young masters?

What's the reason why his uncle was a disciple of the emperor in that term. He served as the provincial party secretary in his early fifties. His future is limitless. Why did his uncle's family have a son who died in his early years and had only one only daughter. He was particularly fond of him and treated him as half a son and other drunken nonsense.

Gao Huan just took it as a joke and forgot it. Now that I think about it, could it be one thing? His little brother is also surnamed Song Wa!

Gao Huan suddenly felt a little more confident, but it was hard to be free and natural when facing the chief officials at such a close distance, so he nodded and shook his head. No, you are so busy, is Aunt Luo in good health now?

It's been a long time ago. I always wanted to come to Pengcheng to find you. Old Song Fei was worried and asked us to wait for him to be together until the end of the year. The beautiful woman glared at me again and repeated the reason that Song Qingping had said, then suddenly realized that she had forgotten to order food, and slapped her head: Let them serve the food quickly, don't be hungry, Xiaohuan

Well, let's have a meal first. Song Qingping got up and pressed a red bell. After a while, the waitress wearing a cheongsam and having a good figure and appearance in the middle of winter pushed the dining cart in. She also drove two bottles of white wine and poured it on Song Qingping and Gao Huan.

Come, Uncle Song toast you with a formal thank you for the cold water in Nanhe. Xiao Gao, you jumped down to save people without thinking. You can be called a young hero! Good boy! Song Qingping took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and signaled Gao Huan, not saying anything at all. Xiao Gao, can you drink alcohol while still in school. It must be that he knew how many bottles of wine he drank at that night.

Come here, finally come

Generally, senior high school boys can't hear what Song Qingping meant, but Gao Huan can't hear it.

After just remembering the story I heard in my previous life, Gao Huan had a sudden idea. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all. After laughing shyly: Uncle Song, Aunt Luo, please stop praising me. I was actually very scared that day. I was really not a young hero. Fortunately, I rescued Sister Shuang and there was no me that day. A big brother who was watching was also ready to go into the water.

Knowing that it is difficult to do it, but being afraid is the real man who is still going on. Song Qingping looked at Gao Huan with praise, poured a full cup again, and raised the cup again

ha?

Is this satisfied or not satisfied, or pass the test or fail?

Gao Huan really didn't dare to treat Song Qingping as an ordinary person, and talked to a big shot like the provincial party secretary. Every word he said was not an exaggeration in his mind.

Gao Huan followed him and put down his wine glass. A trace of desolation appeared on his face and said, "I didn't think so much at that time. I just thought that I was an orphan without a father or mother. It was also unnecessary in this world. Being able to save people and make his family perfect is to accumulate good deeds for myself. If I can't save them, I will leave. No one feels sorry for me.

Silly child, how can you say that? How can you say that? There are no extra people. Auntie feels sorry for you. I will be your family in the future. The beautiful woman with already emotional emotions turned red after hearing this. She was so maternal. She loved Gao Huan even more. No matter how she looked, she felt that this big boy with a strong figure and fierce appearance was extremely cute.

That's, Xiaohuan, you recognized me as your sister in the afternoon, and that sister is your lifelong relative

Song Jishuang also looked at Gao Huan with red eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, her mother's face was moved. The beautiful woman stood up excitedly and said: Yes, Xiaohuan, if you don't mind, aunt will be your godmother in the future!

Yes, Xiaohuan, my mother has been talking in my ears since she was a child, not to mention how annoying it is. Song Jushuang has been helping her to help Gao Huan jump up and kiss this good sister, but no matter how he acts, he still resists looking at Song Qingping on the main seat

However, why is the dark face of this brigade official so obvious?

A big shot in this level shouldn’t be as good as the person who is not as good as the person. Is it good to have the Tao of the entire Tibetan temple?

Could it be that I really thought too much and complicated before?

Xiaohuan, don’t look at him. As long as you want, you will always be my godson and have nothing to do with someone. A charming and delicate woman who seems to be involved in Song Qingping will become a tigress. She must be able to control her husband far exceeds the provincial and ministerial level.

Gao Huan, who was very calm in his heart, quickly stammered and explained: I am willing, no, no, I, I didn't expect that I could worship you as my godmother

He had to do the whole set of acting. After saying that, Gao Huan stood up quickly and walked around the table and strode to the beautiful woman. He pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillars all knelt on the ground and yelled, shouting: Godmother!

Alas, good boy, get up quickly, what are you doing! The beautiful woman helped Gao Huan up with heartache, and stretched out her jade hand, which could not see any trace of time, rubbed Gao Huan's forehead, forgot that there was a thick precious carpet under her feet.

Me, I am so happy that I finally have a mother. Gao Huan's tears fell. He was in a true disguise at first, but after he was reborn, he completely inherited all the memories of this body. As an orphan for more than ten years, his hope for his mother broke out at this moment. He, an old man in his psychological age of more than 40, couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

Luo Yunxia was also infected and cried. She had died of her own son since she was a child and hoped that she would have a son. Now she recognized her godson and saved her life-saving benefactor. She couldn't help but feel that God opened her eyes and sent her baby god. She hugged Gao Huan, who was one head taller than her, and cried so hard that she was trembling.

OK OK OK Don't cry. I just said that Xiaohuan should have dinner quickly. Shuang'er persuaded your mother. Song Qingping helplessly called out his daughter who was infected with tears in Pang Bo, but there was a smile that could not be hidden on her face.

What does it have to do with you? Mrs. Song didn't give Secretary Song any face at all, and shouted at Secretary Song with tears in his mouth

The extremely majestic Secretary Song was like a mouse who saw a cat, and had to mutter: Are you afraid that Xiaohuan will be hungry? Besides, after kowtowing to her godmother, she hasn't even kowtowed her godmother!

father!

Dear father!

You can die if you fuckingly reveal this attitude earlier!

Gao Huan, whose heart was a sharp roller coaster, understood what it felt like to go to heaven. In fact, from reality, his class leap is also more difficult than going to heaven.

Gao Huan didn't care about coaxing his godmother anymore, so he stepped over and knelt in front of Song Qingping in two steps, and respectfully ate three resounding words: Godfather!

Good boy, get up quickly! Come and celebrate this happy day, and let a few more accompany your godfather! Song Qingping smiled cheerfully and helped Gao Huan up

I have to say that the two of them are really like father and son, they are tall and burly, dark and strong in appearance.

Dad, Xiaohuan is still a student, how can I compare with you? Song Jushuang feels sorry for his younger brother now, and pouts at the two men who filled the cups again

The benefits of the rebirth of the dog day are really full of Ah

What system is there to be a harder gold finger than a provincial party secretary’s godfather!

This tm is reality, not a magical world!

Gao Huan was completely relieved and drank it all in one go: I wish my godfather three cups!

OK! Good boy! Song Qingping, who is from Ludong, especially likes drinking, but as the official becomes bigger and bigger, it is difficult to drink openly, let alone get drunk.

Now his already happy godson is particularly keen on his temperament when drinking. He rarely feels relaxed. Gao Huan went down three cups, and he also followed three cups.

Mom, look at dad, how could I feel about drinking Xiaohuan like this! Two men, one big and one small, ignored him and started to swear with similar smells. Song Jishuang stomped her feet in anger. She didn't feel sorry for her father in her fifties, but instead felt sorry for her eighteen-year-old brother.

It's okay, today is a big day. I'm happy. Let them drink more. Let's tell the kitchen to prepare some quenching soup. Luo Yunxia is very ruthless about when to care about men and when to let them indulge them. She is not as ignorant as her daughter.

Turning the turntable, he got up from time to time to pick up food for two men who were fighting for wine, and chatted with Gao Huan about his parents.

If you don't drink, you will be drunk

For the first time in two lives, Gao Huan, who drank with a high-ranking official like the provincial party secretary, was willing to drink no matter how he didn't like drinking. The welfare of the reborn who was not drunk was simply vulnerable to the greater welfare of becoming the godson of the provincial party secretary. After only two bottles of Maotai, Gao Huan was so drunk that he lay on the table and smiled foolishly and repeated. I have a father, I have a mother, and I have a sister... , the newly recognized godmother and godmother feel sorry for it.

After the happy celebration banquet, the four waitresses helped the drunk old and the young back to their respective rooms.

There are not many rooms in the small villa, after all, there is also a suite building next door

Today, Song Jishuang was also resting here, so Luo Yunxia arranged for the waiter to send Gao Huan into the only lounge on the first floor. The secretary who originally lived there was also tactfully packing up all his things and moving them to the next door escort building.

Gao Huan was really dizzy by the big pie falling from the sky. He was supported by two waiters throughout the whole process and staggered into the room.

Although the waitresses were very tired, they had long known which official was being received by the guesthouse today. No matter how tired they were, they were willing to be happy.

The provincial party secretary came out with his family and was inconvenient to get close to him. So is this man qualified to have dinner with the provincial party secretary another road to heaven?

The two waitresses who thought of each other looked at each other, their eyes full of the same ambitions and competition

They struggled to help the strong Gao Huan take off all her clothes. When the two of them were about to help Gao Huan go to take a shower, they suddenly heard a knock on the door.

A Yuan waiter hurriedly opened the door and saw Song Jushuang with a pretty face, standing at the door and frowned and asked: What are you doing here?

Miss Song, we are preparing to take a bath for this gentleman. The waitress has long known from the hosts whom we will serve today. She knows that the woman in front of the door is the daughter of the provincial party secretary and a big man they cannot look up to. She has no mention of how respectful she is.

You go out. Song Jushuang felt disgusted and rejected inexplicably. Seeing that the waitress was still a little unwilling and wanted to fight for a while, why did she not know these dirty things, so she glared at the waitress coldly

The waitress who fell into the ice cave suddenly woke up and quickly called her companions to leave together. After walking far away, she couldn't help but mutter: What a daughter, she went to another man's room with such big breasts at night. Don't mention how mean it is.

The waitress ran away in a hurry, but threw Gao Huan, who was naked, on the bed, lying in big words.

Song Jushuang just saw the naked man on the bed and covered his eyes with a pretty face blushing, but for some reason he put down his hand again.

As her name suggests, she has a cold and arrogant personality. Since high school, she has rejected all her suitors without any false appearances. She has no friends with the opposite sex.

Until I went to study in the United States, I gradually acquiesced to my current boyfriend's pursuit in a foreign country where my mind is prone to relax. On the eve of this year's graduation, I accepted my boyfriend's confession in public under the instigation of a group of classmates and friends. There was a nominal boyfriend who had never even had physical contact.

This is not the first time she has seen the naked body of the opposite sex. In the open country of the United States, she has also been curious about visiting the celestial parade, but she has never felt the wonderful feeling now.

Just glanced at Xiaohuan's naked body, and her body became a little softer inexplicably

Gao Huan's dark body is extremely strong, full of explosive masculinity, and has a strong and tight muscles. He has a perfect figure in Europe and the United States who pursue strong and tolerant body.

What made Song Jishuang even more dizzy was the scary long black snake under her crotch, which was soft and murderous when she lay down softly and looked murderous.

She was once forced to be pulled by her unscrupulous best friend. Tasting. Song Jushuang, who is an adult AV in Europe and the United States, is not a illiterate white paper, but even the famous nigger actor does not seem to be as scary as Xiaohuan... A strange idea suddenly popped up in Song Jushuang's mind. If Xiaohuan is in, it would be the first time she died of pain...

spit!

What are you thinking about? Ah!

Song Jushuang also forgot the idea of ​​serving Gao Huan for taking a bath by herself. She was so panicked that she wanted to turn around and run out.

Before I could reach the door, I heard a knock on the door again. My mother's voice came from outside the door: Has Xiaohuan rested?

Ah, he fell asleep drunk. Song Jushuang, who was struggling with countless deer in his heart, replied subconsciously.

Huh? Shuang'er, why are you here in Xiaohuan? After serving her husband who was also drunk, Luo Yunxia thought of her newly recognized baby godson. She couldn't rest assured and came over to see her. Who would have thought that her daughter was actually in Xiaohuan's room

Ah, I, I saw that Xiao Huan was so drunk, so I couldn't rest assured that I came over to take a look. Song Jushuang sorted out his mentality and his voice became much calmer.

Luo Yunxia didn't think much, but felt something was wrong and asked with a smile: Then, have you kept blocking your mother outside the door if you haven't opened the door for your mother?

No, no! Mom, I'm fine, go and take care of dad. He was so happy today and drank a lot. Xiaohuan can take care of me here. Song Jushuang also knew that it was not good for the mother and daughter to talk through the door, but when she thought that Gao Huan was naked and big characters were facing upward, she felt a little more panicked. She didn't seem to want her mother to come in and see such Gao Huan

OK, it's very troublesome for men to get drunk. If you have to drink water and get up, Ye Shuang'er, please call two waiters to come and stare at me. Luo Yunxia shook her head outside the door, just pretending that her daughter cared about Xiaohuan, the life-saving benefactor and fucking brother. After giving a few instructions, she went back upstairs.

Song Jishuang in the room heard the sound of her mother's footsteps completely disappearing and then breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her towering chest. She didn't do anything, so she covered her ears and made a love affair.

Water... Water... At this time, Gao Huan's vague murmur came from the bed. Song Jishuang remembered his mother's instructions and quickly poured a cup of warm water to the bedside, saying softly: Xiaohuan, come, drink water...

But Gao Huan still kept his eyebrows closed and lay on the bed without any movement

Song Jushuang tried to help Gao Huan up, but he was too heavy. He could not lift the heavy Gao Huan up without any strength.

She sent the cup to Gao Huan's mouth again, and carefully tilted the angle to pour it into Gao Huan's mouth, but no matter how she adjusts the water, it flows to Gao Huan's chin and neck. Gao Huan's lips were smashed unconsciously.

What to do...

In fact, if an experienced waiter encounters this situation, it will be solved long ago. There is a pack of brand new straws in the small drawer under the coffee table.

But Song Jishuang has never served anyone, so how could she think of this? Gao Huan kept muttering to ask for water. She was so innocent that she really didn't want to see her younger brother in pain. Thinking of the scenes in the film and television drama, her pretty face turned slightly red. After taking a big sip of water, she bent down and aimed her red lips at her dry mouth.

The familiar feeling made Song Jushuang remember her artificial respiration after being rescued by Gao Huan. The strong emotion once again dispelled the reserve and shyness in her heart.

The drunk and unconscious Gao Huan actually moved his lips instinctively, greedily sucking the warm water mixed with the beauty Xiangjin, and his big tongue stirred irregularly, and rubbed Song Jishuang's teeth several times.

After sipping water, Song Jishuang got up and gasped, as if the person who came ashore was missing oxygen after falling into the water again

The towering and rapid ups and downs on her chest demonstrated the chaotic moment in her heart.

But looking at Gao Huan's big face, which was already a little quiet because of her sleep, the tension in her heart disappeared again.

She took a big mouthful of water and leaned over...

My first kiss has been for Xiaohuan long ago...

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the next day

Early in the morning, Song Qingping got up and looked at the newly delivered newspaper in the restaurant. Although the tiredness on his face was obvious, the joy could not be hidden. After reading the commentator's article on the front page of the China Daily, he asked the beautiful women around him: Have Shuang'er and Xiaohuan got up yet? Ask them to have breakfast Ah!

Xiaohuan drank so much wine yesterday, you thought he was like you old alcoholic, so he would sleep for a while. Although Luo Yunxia was sitting in the restaurant, she had a mask on her face, and she rolled her eyes from the hole and replied disdainfully

Others don’t know what Song Qingping, a native of Shandong Province, is obsessed with his son, but she still doesn’t know what her husband and wife have?

But she bleeded heavily when she gave birth to Song Jushuang, and almost died of both mother and daughter. Song Qingping's love for her exceeded her desire for her son, and never mentioned her second child again.

During the years when Song Jishuang went out to study for a master's degree in college, Song Qingping even had the feudal idea of ​​adopting a son from his cousin, but he only gave up after repeated weighing the pros and cons

Just like today, Gao Huan is not only the life-saving benefactor of their only daughter, but also a fatherless orphan

If it weren't for the critical moment when he was promoted from governor to provincial party secretary last month, Song Qingping would have been more anxious to see Gao Huan than her

Alas, Xiaoxia, how about we advised Xiaohuan to change his surname? Xiaohuan also has an uncle. Why don’t you go to tent when you are in Pengcheng today? Song Qingping lowered the newspaper and asked with his eyes full of light, without any brilliance of a provincial and ministerial-level official

Luo Yunxia said angrily and amusedly: I just accepted this godson yesterday, and I will ask him to change his surname today. What do Xiao Huan thinks? Let’s talk about it after the New Year!

But, but... Song Qingping choked back when he pinched Nuonuo

Song Qingping, a famous iron-blooded governor in the political arena of Central Plains, is majestic and imposing outside, but in front of his wife who is almost ten years younger, he is an absolute wife. He is a polite wife in front of his wife who is almost ten years younger.

Speaking of Song Qingping, he is also a legendary figure. Song Qingping was a grassroots policeman who transferred from the army. He was a poor boy and met Luo Yunxia, ​​the eldest daughter of the Luo family in the imperial capital. I don’t know what kind of ecstasy medicine was given to this daughter. Luo Yunxia, ​​who was only eighteen years old, was determined to marry him.

Amid the opposition from the Luo family, Luo Yunxia was braver than him and took the initiative to conceive his child to show her determination not to marry if he was the only one.

For the weathered face of the wealthy family, the Luo family pinched their noses and recognized Song Qingping, this sn in law

However, more than 20 years have passed, and the Luo family in the imperial capital has greatly reduced its power due to several mistakes in the sidelines. The second generation of the Luo family's direct descendants are the best among the members of the Luo family. Now they are the secretary of the municipal party committee of a prefecture. Song Qingping, who has hardly received support from the Luo family, has risen all the way. He became a provincial and ministerial-level official in his early 40s. He was in charge of Zhongyuan Province at the age of 47. Now he is only fifty-two, and he has become the secretary of the Central Plains Provincial Party Committee. The key is to be the direct disciple of today's son.

When the waiter was having morning tea, the middle-aged man waiting for Song Jishuang at the door of the villa yesterday and a majestic fat man entered the restaurant under the leadership of Song Qingping's secretary. They were two parents of Pengcheng: Municipal Party Secretary Ma Guoping and Mayor Xiao Jianye

Good morning, Secretary, Good morning, Luotong

No matter how powerful the tiger is, it must be a kitten in front of the dragon. Xiao Jianye, who has always been in charge of the place, has a very majestic style. At this time, he is kind-hearted and beautiful, just like Maitreya Buddha, and greets the two with a smile.

Seeing that outsiders were coming, Luo Yunxia nodded and said to Song Qingping: I'll go and see if Xiaohuan and Shuang'er have gotten up.

Secretary, you have a tired face. Didn't you rest yesterday? Otherwise, it's still early now. But the new secretary of Pengcheng Municipal Party Committee Ma Guoping keenly observed that Song Qingping's dark circles were a little heavy, showing a more concerned and distressed expression than his father entering the ICU. Xiao Jianye, who was watching, felt sick.

Xiao Jianye was also frustrated, he was the same age as Song Qingping.

Song Qingping has been in charge of Zhongyuan Province for only five years, but he has been the mayor of Pengcheng City for eight years.

He is a native Pengcheng local faction. When he was in his forties, he became the mayor and hugged the thigh of the then deputy secretary of the Central Plains Provincial Party Committee. However, his elders were transferred to other provinces early. He was a local faction who had weak relations in the province and could only barely maintain his position. He was looking forward to the throne of the municipal party secretary. I hope that one day, my wife would become a wife for many years.

Why should I be the top leader in this change of leadership? But unexpectedly, before taking office, Song Qingping, who had just taken office as the provincial party secretary, sent Ma Guoping, then the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government, to the position of the municipal party secretary, which was so deceptive!

You should know that even if the average deputy secretary-general of the provincial party committee descends to the local area, he will sit up from the mayor. The key is that before he comes down, he is still the deputy secretary-general of the deputy department level, and he is not even considered a second steward of the provincial government!

But even if Song Qingping bullies too much, what if someone surnamed Ma can only flatter and flatter?

Xiao Jianye also responded with a heartache: It’s Ah, Secretary Song, you are too strict with yourself. There is not much trip today, so you can rest for a while!

Still can't. Song Qingping didn't say hello to them either. He picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the snacks while eating. He shook his head with a serious expression. Pengcheng is the largest city in Central Plains Province, but it has always been the poorest city. Now the three rural issues are becoming more and more serious. I don't feel at ease if I don't see it with my own eyes.

Secretary, since you planned Pengcheng three years ago, the lives of the people in Pengcheng have been repeated several times. I have been inspecting the countryside for a while. The villagers miss the black-faced governor! Ma Guoping has always been Song Qingping's caring person. He has quick eyes and hands to serve Song Qingping himself, but he didn't even have time to react.

He also easily covered the lid of the sweet porridge. Sister Luo likes sweet mouth

It’s still less than three years. I want all the counties under Pengcheng to get rid of the title of poor counties Comrade Jianye, Guoping, do you have the confidence to be able to do it?

One is Comrade Jianye and the other is Guoping. The distinction between closeness and alienation is undoubtedly revealed.

A thick amount of sour water surged in Xiao Jianye's heart. I know that you are biased. The first city to inspect after taking office was to stand guard for the trustees, but don't be biased like this!

Ensure the completion of the task! But Xiao Jianye stood up and saluted Song Qingping, as if the soldier who received the military order

Song Qingping, who was born in the military, particularly favored cadres with military temperament, was no longer a secret in the political arena of Central Plains.

It’s just that Xiao Jingye’s big belly and fat face are paired with military salutes, so how can he look funny no matter how he looks?

Yes, Secretary! Ma Guoping, who secretly hated the fat man on the side, quickly put down the spoon in his hand and bowed concisely

Song Qingping nodded undeniably. This is just a private chat. There is no need to waste too much talk. Anyway, I'm concentrating on eating breakfast.

He had no intention of asking the two to eat together, it was not his arrogant

But he was in a high position early and knew very well that no matter whether Ma Guoping or Xiao Jianye had eaten or not, he was just to make them feel uncomfortable.

He was eating breakfast slowly, and Luo Yunxia, ​​who was already dressed in well, also came in.

Before she sat down, Ma Guoping served her favorite sweet porridge at a speed that the waiter had not reacted.

Both children were not awake, so Xiao Wang asked the guesthouse to prepare breakfast for them later. Let's go first. Luo Yunxia said to Song Qingping lightly.

She has a trip today.

Xiao Jianye's voice was really in vain. She has been holding a free job in the cultural department. As Song Qingping's position has been improving, her idle job level has also risen. When Song Qingping was still the governor, she was holding a deputy department-level inspector of the Department of Culture.

Even though she rarely goes to work in the Cultural Department for sick leave all year round, the heads of the Cultural Department regard her as her ancestors.

Just now, Song Qingping was successfully promoted to the provincial party secretary after the handover last month. The Director of the Department of Culture almost cried and asked Sister Luo to change the car with him, and forced her to the latest high-end Audi A6L in the department and the No. 1 license plate of the Department of Culture to her.

This time, Song Qingping went to inspect her to follow her in order to find Gao Huan and avoid gossip, she also found a name for inspecting Pengcheng Cultural Market. As for today's New Year's Day, the first day of the holiday?

The wife of the Provincial Party Secretary came down to inspect and you want to have a holiday?

Then let's have a lifelong falsity

Two children?

Didn’t Secretary Song have only one only daughter?

When Xiao Jianye was confused, Ma Guoping started to turn his mind with a sharp mind.

He is a close friend of Song Qingping's direct descendant. He knows about Miss Song's fall into the water last month. Even many of Gao Huan's personal information were collected and handed to Song Qingping by him.

Yesterday, Song Qingping and his family invited Gao Huan to a banquet. He was both insiders.

To be honest, he really didn't think that Song Qingping was the secretary of the provincial party committee but was going to solemnly invite a repeater to a banquet for a few entries. In the eyes of him, a politician, Gao Huan saved more than Miss Song's life, but Song Qingping's political life!

Think about it, it was not long before the Supreme Congress passed. During the critical period when Song Qingping took over as the provincial party secretary, the governor's daughter died in a Porsche 911. This is a huge disaster that can't be suppressed. Even if he took over as the provincial party secretary, it was a foregone conclusion. Countless people with ulterior motives could break this board.

However, he was left to spend the night after the banquet, and it was the two children Luo Yunxia mentioned. Is this intimacy a little too much?

But it's not in vain that he handed over his personal business card so diligently yesterday

He glanced at his partner who seemed to be as fat as a pig but was actually extremely careful, and couldn't help but sigh that this line was tight!

-----The two senior officials at the restaurant were ups and downs in their hearts, and Song Jushuang was not at peace in the lounge room of the first floor attendant.

The morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, and the scattered spots fell on her delicate body, which was only wearing a pair of underwear, giving a warm sense of burning heat.

But no matter how hot you look on your face

Just now, my mother woke her up when she was shouting at Xiaohuan at the door, and she realized that she was actually asleep in Xiaohuan's arms, and she was almost naked.

The memories of last night kept popping up in her mind

She was just feeding Gao Huan water over and over again, but the drunk Gao Huan suddenly pulled it to the bed with one hand and locked it in her arms.

She was ashamed and afraid as she wanted to break free from her, but the familiar warm embrace made her lose all her strength. She herself didn't realize that she was so attached to Gao Huan's embrace.

Song Jushuang Ah, isn’t this what you most long for insomnia in a month?… When Song Jushuang recalled the nightmare that had been in the past month, she didn’t want to get up. Instead, she pressed her delicate body tighter with the man’s strong body

Gao Huan's face in her sleep was not as fierce as others thought when they first met her, but instead she felt a little childish.

This seemingly mature and steady big boy is only eighteen years old

As she thought about it, Song Jushuang touched Gao Huan's cheek with her jade-like fingers, and fell asleep as she touched her.

But what's going on with the clothes on your body?

Song Jishuang, who had not dripped the wine last night, seemed to be the person who had been hangover, and his memories were fragments.

She remembered that she was so hot that she was joking with her sweater in the middle of the night, and she took off her clothes from Gao Huan's arms in a daze, leaving only her underwear on her body.

But her precious bra, which was worth thousands of yuan in her palm, was burst by the insincere hands of Xiaohuan, who was sleeping and was thrown away by her casual hands.

Song Jishuang then looked down. Gao Huan's big hand was covering her proud and plump breasts, and there was a red mark on her delicate and fair breasts. I wonder how hard she was pinched last night.

Xiaohuan fell asleep, why is it so bad...

Well, wavy Ah, Ah, Sister Shuang, why are you here? Gao Huan's voice sounded in Song Jushuang's ears, making her feel like she was thundered. Her face turned pale, but she quickly turned to Gao Huan

Xiaohuan,,,,I, you were so drunk yesterday that you kept drinking water. I, I kept feeding you, pouring water, and fell asleep unknowingly... Song Jishuang has never stuttered so much in her life. She was still thinking about how to explain when she was naked. Suddenly, she saw a bad smile on her good brother at close range.

Sister Shuang, I still want to drink water!

Song Jishuang, who fell to the ground and then rose into the sky, had mixed feelings, but her face became hotter than when she woke up, and she was shy about all the shameful actions yesterday. Gao Huan actually remembered that he was angry with this bad embryo, and just teased her, making her worry if he felt frivolous and looked down on him.

The 24-year-old Song Jushuang started to hit someone in shame and annoyed for the first time, and her little fist kept hitting Gao Huan's strong chest.

Sister... Gao Huan's magnetic voice sounded again, but Sister Shuang became a closer sister

He locked Song Jishuang, who was ashamed as his little daughter, tightly, and the two of them were as close to each other as possible.

Song Jishuang, who was sober, did not refuse, but instead let Yao Xiaohuan hug her.

Sister, I feel sorry for you. Gao Huan's voice was filled with real pain, which made Song Jushuang a little confused, but he was completely stunned after hearing the following words.

Sister, you had a nightmare last night. When I got up and went to the bathroom, you grabbed me tightly and said, "Xiaohuan, don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone, don't leave."

Sister, do you know? Not only did I not want to laugh, but I also felt very distressed. Gao Huan's voice was already terrified at this moment. You are the daughter of the governor and the most dazzling pearl in the world. You should deserve the greatest gentleness of the world, but why do you suffer such suffering?

Sister, do you know, I was really scared. I was wondering, if I hadn't passed there that day, would God have summoned his most beloved angel in advance...

Gao Huan's tears fell on Song Jishuang's smooth back, but the cold tears were extremely hot

Song Jishuang's voice was also crying. She was obviously a post-invasion stress responder, but at this time she comforted Gao Huan: Xiaohuan, stop crying, don't cry, I want to cry as you brought me... Haven't you rescued my sister? My sister will no longer be afraid in the future...

Sister, I will not leave you! Never! Gao Huan shouted childishly, extremely excited

Well, sister will never leave Xiaohuan... Song Jishuang responded with emotion and love pity, and her whole body seemed to melt into a pool of spring water, wanting to entangle Gao Huan's strong body forever and never leave again

YES!

Gao Huan's tears stopped just after he said that, and Song Jishuang didn't have any eyes behind her. She saw Gao Huan's proud expression at this moment.

Gao Huan really didn't lie. When he got up last night, he was indeed held back by Song Jushuang and refused to leave.

The words just now were just to take the initiative to overwhelm his stupid big hand, and then deliberately mentioned what consequences would be if he was not there, and used a common pua method to tell Song Jishuang again that he was her benefactor...

However, this effect is surprisingly good, so Gao Huan doesn't want to continue to pretend to be stupid and can only take advantage of it.

This sister is so simple, and my younger brother is not bad, and I want to eat meat to make it the year of the monkey and horses?

Sister, I still want to drink water! Gao Huan let go of Song Jushuang and looked at the hazy beauty with a smirk again

A hint of shyness flashed across Song Jishuang's face, and she glared at Gao Huan with anger, but she said nothing, got up, picked up the water cup at the head of the bed, and walked to the coffee table to pick up the water.

Yesterday, Song Jushuang was wearing too thick clothes outside. In the restaurant, there was Song Qingping and his wife in Gao Huan who couldn't look at her carefully. Now Song Jushuang only had a pair of underwear on her body. Only then did Gao Huan realize how domineering the figure of her good sister she saved in the water.

Song Jushuang, who inherited her father's good genes, is tall and has to have a 173-175-2. Her two legs are slender and strong without any fat. Her already outstanding buttocks and breasts look particularly exaggerated against the bee waist. She is obviously a young girl in her 24th year, but her figure looks like a mature woman.

Song Jishuang returned to the bed with a water cup with her naked eyes.

Girls are sensitive and have a clear look at men's eyes when they stay on themselves.

But Song Jishuang, who has always hated men's vulgar eyes and even her boyfriend's appearance as a pig, not only does not hate Gao Huan's actual look just now, but she even writes about happiness and pride for her sexy figure!

Here! Song Jushuang reached out and handed the water cup to Gao Huan. She wanted to say this word with her face, but she was angry and couldn't get serious.

But Gao Huan, who was leaning against her, blinked her big eyes like a Cute, and her big face was so scary that she could sell Cute. But Song Jushuang, who had Xi Shi in her lover's eyes, felt it was funny and couldn't even help laughing.

Little bad guy Song Jushuang said shyly, but she was still ashamed of Gao Huan. After taking a sip of water, she slowly moved over as nervously as if facing a great enemy.

She seemed to have forgotten how she pushed her boyfriend away who wanted to kiss the night she confessed a few months ago.

Now that Gao Huan is sober, he has no patience to wait. He directly pulled Song Jushuang back into his arms and kissed her with a big mouth like lightning.

When Song Jishuang came to her senses, Gao Huan tasted her warm lips at will, and a tongue was also drilled into her mouth to make trouble. As for the saliva, I don’t know who swallowed it.

This time, both of them were awake, but Song Jishuang hated Gao Huan's arrogant actions at all.

Xiao Bei's teeth were easily pried open by her rude big tongue. Her warm and powerful tongue kept bullying her little tongue in her mouth, sweeping away countless fragrant muscles, but she actually felt an unprecedented feeling of being conquered.

It took a long time before Gao Huan let go of Song Jushuang. Her little mouth was swollen with a peach blossom face. She was half complaining and half shy and said: Now the little villain is satisfied!

Yes, after drinking, I continued to sleep, and I was so sleepy! Gao Huan was not ashamed. After laughing, he turned over and lay down, still holding Song Jushuang in his arms

Just take a break, why are you pulling me... My shameless sister who wants to blame her brother for being fucked can't even say anything complaining, but she twisted her butt, and her delicate body and bad brother were even tighter.

A hot big hand was pasted on his firm and smooth breasts, as if his magical big hand was constantly stroking every inch of breast meat up and down, left and right. The touch made Song Jushuang notice a little danger when he was fascinated by it, but it made people willing to sink into it.

Now she is awake. She should have resolutely scolded Xiaohuan for not being so hooligan, but there is a mist in her blurred eyes for a while.

Sister, what is Harvard like? Are they all the elites and geniuses that are said online?

Gao Huan's hazy voice sounded like a dream, and it seemed like he was really sleepy but couldn't sleep for a moment and wanted to chat with someone.

Song Jushuang calmed down and took his attention back from his sensitive chest: Harvard Ah, it's good to be all elites, but not all geniuses

Why Ah? Gao Huan's hand movements never stopped. When she asked this question, she grabbed a cherry-like nipples and gently pulled them out. Song Jushuang, who had experienced this experience, flew out in an instant, and an electric current rushed into her whole body. The numbness and pain felt like pleasure, which made her indulge in it, and forgot to blame the bad brother

Because genius alone is unable to enter Harvard, the class solidification of the United States is extremely serious, and only the children of elites can receive high-end education and continue to become elites. After a long time, Song Jushuang gathered back to his mind and answered Gao Huan's previous question. However, at this time, one of his snow milk had changed into various shapes in Gao Huan's big hands like the dough being kneaded.

Sister, how great, is your boyfriend such an elite? Gao Huan's question this time made Song Jushuang a little disgusted. She seemed to have no intention of mentioning her nominal boyfriend in front of Gao Huan, or under the current situation

But out of her infinite indulgence in this fucking brother, she thought about it and replied casually: He is one of the rare geniuses who can enter Harvard by relying on his own efforts. He has gone abroad with all the scholarships he received in Tsinghua University for four years. He went to Harvard to study and work part-time. Before he graduated, he obtained a tycoon from Goldman Sachs, Morgan and other giants, but he only wanted to return to China, and even more wanted to work in the public.

Then tm must know that you are the governor!

It seems that it is not difficult to kill this Feng Huáng man at all

Gao Huan yawned in his heart, changed his breasts to play with it, and changed the topic directly, Sister, where are you working now?

I want to start a business, but my dad wants me to enter a state-owned enterprise...

Song Jishuang, who is pure in terms of relationships with men and women, is not the opponent of Gao Huan, a veteran with many years of experience in hunting for beauty. She just felt like chatting with Xiao Huan, but she didn't know that her interests, likes and dislikes were all trapped by Gao Huan.

When talking about the three views, I feel that it is so highly compatible with Xiaohuan; when talking about my understanding of the world, I find that Xiaohuan has an extremely mature and thorough analysis, and sometimes has childish childish remarks, which makes her admire and think about guiding him to grow up in the right direction as her sister, making her feel that time passes quickly...

It's just that chatting is so shameful, and why hasn't Xiaohuan played this little villain... Song Jishuang lowered her head and saw that her snow breasts were completely red. What appeared in her mind was her complacent feeling for Gao Huan so obsessed with her breasts, and then she felt that it was insulting. But then she thought about it. According to psychological research, men who are obsessed with breasts lack maternal love and have an Oedipus plot. Xiaohuan lost her mother since she was a child...

When Song Jushuang's heart was filled with infinite love again, his jade hand suddenly touched a hot and hard stick-like object.

She didn't react at first, until Gao Huan's big hand pressed her little hand and rubbed her for a while before she woke up suddenly. She quickly retracted her little hand like an electric shock and sat up directly

Sister, I feel so uncomfortable...

Gao Huan's preemptive words and his pity expression blocked her mouth.

Song Jishuang looked at Gao Huan with great embarrassment. He should have scolded Gao Huan with a harsh voice and expression. How could he have such excessive thoughts? They are now siblings and brothers. Even if they are not siblings, then Xiaohuan cannot be so vulgar. Use the girl's hands to touch it there. This is too vulgar and corrupt in the girl's heart. Even if she doesn't hate Xiaohuan for this, it's just that she is not a shameless woman, how could she be a handjb for her fucker...

Gao Huan didn't know at all that he said nothing, Song Jishuang's mind was wary of being virgin, and she became weaker after she deceived herself, until she was left with the shyness of the virgin and the astringency of not knowing how to start.

Gao Huan was wondering whether he would like to give him a correct answer in the next step. Whether Song Jushuang refused or agreed to him, he had already thought of a response plan, but what was the situation of silence... If it were an ordinary woman, he would have been strong enough for him, but even if he was 100% sure that he almost filled up Song Jushuang's favor, but he couldn't resist the father Ah, who had a provincial party secretary!

If one day Song Qingping discovered that his precious daughter had been broken by his godson, would he beat and scold his biological daughter or would he take his godson to the military sub-district to shoot a target!

When Gao Huan thought of this, he couldn't help but shook his cleverness. The moment he was more sensible under his crotch, he was so angry that he was even more sensible than him.

Gao Huan was thinking about how to accomplish this awkward atmosphere when his cell phone suddenly rang

As soon as the connection was connected, the little fat man was anxious: Happy Ah, come out and have lunch together, Xiong Zai Dongzai is here, hurry up and set up a private room in the Internet cafe. Today, there is no seat in New Year's Day. What else is there? Jianjia suddenly came back. Have lunch together. Please be careful, don't say anything randomly!

The little fat guy's phone call is really timely

Gao Huan um and um, then hung up the phone and said to Song Jushuang, who was still silent and entangled,: Sister, my deskmate is looking for me to play, just the little fat man you met yesterday, I made an appointment with them, I...

It's okay, go. Song Jushuang finally ended her state of wandering outside the sky. A heart that was unstable also fell. She stood up and went to the wardrobe to get the clothes that Gao Huan had taken off by the waiter yesterday. She planned to help Gao Huan put on clothes.

Gao Huan quickly rejected her, walked into the bathroom with his underwear, rushed out quickly and found that Song Jushuang had put on her pants and sweater, but the bra that he deliberately torn to pieces by him last night was still on the carpet

Sister, will the godfather and godmother go back to Feicheng today? Meeting with brothers in the past is very important, but the newly recognized godmother is equally important. Gao Huan must ask about their movements.

Mom and Dad will go back to Feicheng today. Song Jushuang nodded, "It's okay, Xiaohuan, go and play with friends, I will tell you what you want to tell Mom and Dad. After all, the New Year's Day holiday is only three days, and you will start school soon.

Tsk, can you make a choice between your brothers and godfathers and godmothers in your previous life?

Gao Huan started to have a headache. How did his father and mother take care of the fat man? He took the opportunity to run out on the first day of New Year's Day?

It is logical that he should wait for his godfather and mother to come back to return to Feicheng to continue to deepen his relationship, but he also couldn't bear to see the opportunity to contact Xiong Zai Dongzai.

What's more, there are Jianjia...

My sister didn't leave, so I couldn't bear to leave Xiaohuan so soon. Song Jushuang helped Gao Huan to fix the collar of the sweatshirt and said softly but extremely firmly.

I couldn't bear to leave my sister either. Gao Huan was really moved and hugged Song Jushuang again. I like my sister very much.

Okay, go play little bad guy. Don’t drink with classmates again at night, otherwise my sister won’t pick you up! When she heard Gao Huan’s words, Song Jushuang seemed to be as sweet as honey in her heart, and she was thinking about why she was like a wife who was reminding her husband to go out.

No, no, my naughty brother goes out to play and my sister will also remind you...

Gao Huan frowned, Sister, let’s not be here if my godfather and mother leave, he took out the key and put it in Song Jushuang’s palm. Sister, go directly to my house in the afternoon and wait for me. I have a sister, and the family is finally no longer alone.

Well! Song Jishuang held the key in his palm tightly, and no one could take it away.

Gao Huan sent her an address and was about to go out, but she heard a voice from behind her that Song Jishuang was almost inauspicious: Xiaohuan, tonight, teach me how to give you that...