Chapter 44 Looking forward

Open your eyes, the closed curtains block the light outside, and you are in a daze, not knowing where you are or what night?

Looking around in a vague way, the unfamiliar furnishings and the monotonous arrangements... are you in a hotel room?

The frozen brain gradually recovered its thinking.

By the way!Fang Hongzhe suddenly turned over.

On the other side of the bed, the one who fell asleep was indeed not the same as the coquettish ones, but it was hard to stop the erosion of time. If you look at your wife with a closer look, you will look quite old.

The woman around her is much more interesting than Dai Yanqing, who is old and yellow.

She has a slim eyebrows and a straight nose, her cherry lips moisturizes her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cover her tightly closed eyelids.

Just looking at her bare face, she is also a very pleasing woman.

Thinking of her riding on her to fight against Xiongfeng last night, Fang Hongzhe felt that his cock, which was already supported by the urge to urinate, became bulging and unbearable, and he was about to poke his underwear.

He naturally reached out his hand, fumbled in the quilt for a few times, and smoothly touched his smooth thighs, and then fumbled inward little by little, and finally found a bunch of lush hair at his fingertips.

Ha, sure enough!

After fucking last night, the woman came back from taking a shower and got into the quilt with her bare butt.

Sure enough, she slept naked all night, and now she had an uncovered body under the quilt!

I spread two slices of tender meat with my fingers, and I felt a chubby little meat spot. After grinding it twice, I felt that my fingertips were quickly wet.

Hold!

I was flirting early in the morning!

Fang Hongzhe couldn't help but feel full of heat, lifted the quilt, and turned over and over and overwhelmed the woman.

The delicious food delivered to the door cannot be let go like this!

Before checking out today, I have to have another one or two shots!

Fang Hongzhe never thought that this woman would really come to find her!

Although he had such expectations.

God will not forgive me if I wasted this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The woman under her did not wake up immediately.

She closed her eyes tightly, frowned her eyebrows, and shook her head left and right as if she was uncomfortable.

It was not until Fang Hongzhe made several twists and finally entered his vagina smoothly. After thrusting for more than ten times, she slowly opened her eyes, with a strong sense of confusion in her eyes.

Gradually, the eyes became agile.

The woman quickly understood the situation she was facing now.

Maybe it was because I had just woken up for a while, although I was constantly hitting, my lower body had no special feeling except for the normal physical collision.

She didn't care much. Last night she tried the appearance of a man who was now pressing on her and twisting.

Anyway, he couldn't hold on for too long, and he got up early in the morning, so he probably would be ejaculated in a few minutes.

Seeing her awake, Fang Hongzhe naturally bent down to kiss her.

The woman raised her face indifferently. She wanted to cater to her, but suddenly she frowned and turned her face away: It's so stinking!You didn't brush your teeth!

Seeing her disgusting appearance, Fang Hongzhe smiled embarrassedly, landed his lips that had nowhere to rest on the woman's neck, slowly moved downward, sucked a small nipple, and sucked it hard.

He tried hard to get in for a while, and slowly felt it, but he was unwilling to finish the first shot so quickly. He held the woman's body and wanted her to turn it over and change her position.

But the woman didn't cooperate and just lay dryly with her legs spread out, and she touched her phone on the bedside table and started playing.

Fang Hongzhe panted gently and said with a shy smile: Do you want to turn it over?Or... As soon as he talked about the three words "turned over", he suddenly had other thoughts and asked excitedly: Let me get in the back, right?

The woman snorted softly, looked away from the screen of her phone, and gave him a blank look: No!Didn’t you do it last night?It feels uncomfortable to dry without lubrication.If you want to insert it, just insert it in the front, and if you don’t want to do it, just get up.It's past ten o'clock, and you can almost check out.

Fang Hongzhe was disappointed and did not dare to persist too much, which made her angry, so he couldn't even finish this shot, so he could only hold his breath and continue working hard in the small flesh hole in front of her.

Su Lingyan opened WeChat and read it for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong. She raised her hand to hold Fang Hongzhe's chest and stopped him from continuing to thrust: Damn!You didn't wear Ah condom?What should I do if I ejaculate inside later?Pull it out!Don't do it if you don't wear a condom!

Fang Hongzhe pulled out his penis in a bad mood, took a condom and spread it onto another layer, and started to move again.

After being disturbed like this, his excitement was further eroded.

Hold!Slut!I've got my asshole in my pocket, so why are you pretending to be there?Fuck you to death!Fuck you to death!He was secretly ruthless in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. Fang Hongzhe's face looked a little distorted at this moment.

Of course, this woman couldn't see it, and now she was 70% or 80% of her mind was on her phone.

In fact, even if he couldn't insert this woman's asshole again, Fang Hongzhe still caught it this time.

Last night, he slept with a beautiful woman, and he had a long-cherished wish and knew what anal sex felt like.

Is there anything better than these Valentine's Day in 2016?

With this sexy date, he simply didn't go home last night.

As expected, on Valentine's Day, he did not return all night and his wife didn't even call, as if she wanted him not to go home.

OK, no one disturbed me, I had fun.

Chongbin University has not yet started school, and Fang Hongzhe stayed at home all day yesterday.

My wife left the house early in the morning and didn't come back for dinner.

My son is not at home, and the last semester of his senior year will begin in two days. In the last few days of the winter vacation, he lived at his grandparents' house.

He casually made some supper for himself, and was bored to think about whether he would go out later, so he went to the oil pressure shop and asked the technician to give him a blowjob.

After visiting it two or three times, Fang Hongzhe is no longer as reserved as he was at the beginning. He even found several new stores online, but he has never tried it.

Why not try it today?

Looking at the introductions of these stores, it seems that it is much more exciting than the small street shop I went to before.

Not long after the Zhongning News on TV ended, he suddenly received a strange call.

What came out of the receiver was a familiar voice, but I couldn't remember who it was: Teacher Fang?Not convenient now?Do you want to come out to have a drink together?

Who are you?Fang Hongzhe was a little nervous.

If it weren't for the fact that he always felt that he must have heard this voice, he would have worried that it would be either a prank or a scam call.

She called Teacher Fang and should be an acquaintance.

Why can't you remember?

Haha, I am really sad. I was forgotten by you so quickly?Do you want to remind me?

Fang Hongzhe's mind was spinning quickly, and he couldn't figure out the answer, and he uttered a vaguely.

Give me a tip, Shinkwang Bar...

Oh... Fang Hongzhe woke up like a dream...Su, Teacher Su, right?

It turns out it's this woman!

He really couldn't remember her voice, but that night the scene of her taking out two vibrators from the two caves in front of her body left an extremely deep impression on him.

He also found the business card she left behind repeatedly and saw it. He once wanted to call her on his own initiative, but he had never been brave enough.

So he remembered the woman's name very firmly.

This slut woman named Su is from the Student Affairs Office. According to conventional practice, Fang Hongzhe usually calls these school administrators without a title.

The one who came to find him was Su Lingyan.

Fang Hongzhe certainly understood the hidden meaning behind this sudden invitation on Valentine's Day night. As long as there is no major accident, it will probably achieve good things, and naturally it will not refuse.

For the two, the relatively fastest venue to gather is the Shinkong Bar near Chongda.

Fang Hongzhe rushed over excitedly, and Su Lingyan arrived earlier than him.

The two of them absent-mindedly called each of them for a bottle of beer, and they both left the bar without drinking much.

Of course, they can't just find a small hotel near the school to mess around like college students who are anxious and cash-strapped.

Chongda’s main campus is adjacent to Chengnan Sports Theme Park and golf course. It has developed very well in recent years. It won’t take long to drive to find a more advanced hotel.

When I got my room, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening when I walked into the room.

Ever since he knew that he could kiss Xiangze tonight, Fang Hongzhe has been eager to cut off the passage of time.

He almost only wet his body, then wiped it dry, even if he took a shower, so when Su Lingyan swallowed his cock into her mouth, licked it twice, she vomited it out depressedly, and asked angrily and amusedly: Have you washed it just now?

Fang Hongzhe laughed awkwardly and said that he was more manly.

Su Lingyan was not doing anything and continued to suck her penis.

If it was an unexpected surprise for Fang Hongzhe, for her, it was just an alternative that was almost at the end.

The original appointment was not allowed to go to the appointment temporarily. Coincidentally, the other few who often appointments were either not in Zhongning or had an appointment. The most exaggerated one had just fallen off a motorcycle and broke his leg.

Su Lingyan looked at her phone angrily, and she found out that she still couldn't find a date for her one day.

Since her third year of college, her personality has changed and her lifestyle has changed drastically, Su Lingyan has never been able to find a man to accompany her on Valentine's Day.

Finally, I thought that a few days ago, I met a professor from a great university in a bar.

Looking at the middle-aged man's eyes, he knew that his heart was full of commotion, but he didn't know whether he wanted to accompany his wife on Valentine's Day and whether he could escape.

Unexpectedly, everything went smoother than she thought, almost like hooking her fingers, and the middle-aged man came over in a hurry.

Forget it, it is an alternative, just use it casually.

Su Lingyan sucked her cock casually without sincerity. She was just using her own energy, but Fang Hongzhe was immersed in the excitement of finally having another beauty having an oral sex for her in non-trade situations, and was satisfied.

Fuck it!It felt almost the same. Su Lingyan was too lazy to spend any more effort, so she jumped up, took out a condom for Fang Hongzhe to wear, stuck out her butt and lie down, turned her head and asked, come from behind, right?

Fang Hongzhe was a little confused. The woman's cheerfulness and neatness was a bit beyond his imagination. When she said this, she was like eating on this table, so easy and freehand.

This is also good, it won’t hide it, just do it!

The mature body of a thirty-year-old woman does have a unique taste.

Dai Yanqing is too familiar with her, while Teacher Xiao Shi was still awkward at the time. Other women are already very vague in Fang Hongzhe's memory.

Su Lingyan's taste is what excited him the most in recent years.

After a while, while she was still firm, she felt that she was still satisfied with her ability when she heard the woman's screams. Fang Hongzhe was fucking her pussy while carefully testing whether her asshole could be inserted?

That time, Su Lingyan took out two vibrators from her lower body and said with a smile: Her anus is numb.This means that the hole behind her should have been developed.

This is Fang Hongzhe’s long-standing wish!

Su Lingyan had no plan to let him play with her asshole, so she didn't make any preparations, so she was naturally not very active.

Fang Hongzhe was very excited. He was shaking behind her now. When he lowered his head, he could see the tight little chrysanthemum constantly swaying in front of him.

Being annoyed by his instigation, Su Lingyan let down reluctantly.

She didn't carry lubricant with her, but this didn't hurt her. Fang Hongzhe stopped for a while, ran to the bathroom, and used the roughest method to lubricate some soapy water.

Although this effect is not very good, it is better than nothing.

Because the first anal sex was right in front of me, the strong psychological stimulation helped Fang Hongzhe to keep his penis firm during this pause.

The condom had been replaced before. He was almost sacred with a sense of sacredness in his asshole that he tried to open with his backhand.

Su Lingyan didn't take this seriously and was still joking: I didn't clean up much today, so I don't care about any dirty things that will be made later.

When the flesh edge at the bottom of the glans scratched the muscles of the asshole, her body shook and hummed in pain.

Fang Hongzhe, who was inexperienced, was afraid that he would insert too hard and make the woman under him unhappy, so he quickly stopped halfway.

Does it hurt?Do you want to adapt?

Acclimate to a fart!Su Lingyan turned around and stared at him angrily, "You either go out or go in, don't get stuck there!"

oh!Only then did Fang Hongzhe understand.

Of course he would not choose to pull it out and stabbed the remaining half of his penis completely in with force.

Hearing the dissatisfaction in the woman's tone, he was a little panicked. He almost penetrated hard to the end. Su Lingyan's upper body collapsed on the bed and screamed: I'll fuck!

Fang Hongzhe started to thrust with all his heart.

The sacred feeling quickly turned into satisfaction, and he finally realized that this was the first time he had possessed a woman in full.

For women, the vagina is naturally occupied by men, but it is just a difference between whom to possess it and how many people to possess it.

This is the natural instinct of humans as an animal.

So in Fang Hongzhe's opinion, it is good to penetrate a woman's vagina, but there is nothing to be proud of.

It would be interesting to let a woman suck and lick her cock with her mouth.

In addition to ejaculation, a man's penis also needs to urinate. To a certain extent, the glans, like the asshole, is a dirty part of the human body, but using his dirty part to invade a woman's mouth, especially asking the other party to use saliva to help him clean it. This psychological satisfaction is actually far greater than the pleasure of victory brought by oral sex.

All the women he had experienced before had also helped him with his mouth.

Anal sex is the last step to completely occupying a woman.

For people, dirtyness actually means secret. A woman's asshole is undoubtedly the most closed part of her body. This is a natural forbidden area for most women. Needless to say, insert it, even if you just touch it gently with your fingers, it may make them feel uncomfortable.

The anal tract is such a special part, which is tighter than the vagina and lacks sufficient lubrication to help expand. It will probably be more uncomfortable to insert it than before, especially when it is the first time, it will definitely hurt more than the broken place.

Psychological concealment plus physiological pain, if a woman still lets go of her anus to a man when these two effects are superimposed, it will almost be like giving up her guard from the bottom of her heart and preparing to be completely conquered.

Fang Hongzhe has always been looking forward to having such an opportunity to ravage and conquer a woman.

At this time, how could he be able to suppress the excitement in his heart?

Every time he thrust, he was completely infiltrated, and Su Lingyan pushed him with her backhand: Fuck!You haven't fucked Ah!Be gentle!This is a fucking asshole, it will crack!

Her protest was completely useless, and Fang Hongzhe's sprint became more and more fierce, but this kind of domineering aura lasted for less than three minutes. With Su Lingyan's sharp fucking scolding, he ejaculated. Although he felt that this launch was particularly large, it still made him feel ashamed after only such a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

His persistence has always been average, but this time it was too fast.

Compared to when he was dating Teacher Xiao Shi, Fang Hongzhe was a few years older. The years passed away, and the advantages of his recovery were almost lost.

He felt deeply embarrassed that he did not satisfy Su Lingyan. Fang Hongzhe tried hard to get tough again, but he was slow to move.

In fact, Su Lingyan is not dissatisfied with his efficiency.

She has seen countless people over the years, including both the strong man who can make her climax and the fast gunman who is half dead.

For example, the fat director who weighs more than 300 pounds in the Chong University Student Office has a dick that is so short that it is not much longer than his little finger. Every time he doesn't have to do for twenty or thirty minutes, he will never be hard. If he really penetrates it, he will definitely be done in less than two minutes.

Just such a man who almost ejaculates in seconds, hasn’t Su Lingyan slept with him more than a dozen times?

Don’t think that he is her immediate boss, but he can make her a natural unspoken rule.

Su Lingyan had nothing to ask for. The job in the Student Affairs Office was not successful by following his own path. She didn't think about a raise or promotion, so as long as she didn't want to, the fat man could only covet her and had no choice.

But Su Lingyan was willing to send herself to this man's bed.

Making herself dirty and slutty makes her feel happy.

She never forces her to have sex with friends, and she never forces her to be as handsome as she is.

To a certain extent, she even seeks quantity rather than quality.

What she cared more about was whether she could find a man to fuck, rather than how much happiness she could get from the process of dating.

So, although Fang Hongzhe couldn't satisfy her at all, she didn't care.

It was not until she finished watching almost two episodes of the TV series bored and was so sleepy that Fang Hongzhe finally stood up again.

After persisting for a while this time, Su Lingyan felt a little bit more uncomfortable and screamed more than before, but in the end she still couldn't reach orgasm, Fang Hongzhe vented again.

Of course, this could not quench Su Lingyan's thirst, but she did not express her dissatisfaction. She simply rushed down and jumped into the quilt naked, and soon she slept very sweetly.

Fang Hongzhe was very unhappy, but he struggled until almost three o'clock before he fell asleep.

After waking up in the morning, he found Fang Hongzhe lying on her and exercising. Su Lingyan was used to it.

In her experience, it is not the first time that I am fucked by a man.

As she expected, Fang Hongzhe did not perform better this time than last night.

When they broke up, Fang Hongzhe wanted to test whether there was a possibility of continuing to interact in the future. Su Lingyan laughed in her heart that he was greedy and left him hope vaguely.

Multiple spare men are not bad.

After a date with Su Lingyan, Fang Hongzhe suddenly became more confident in himself.

I think my charm cannot disappear so quickly. Isn’t it said that men have 41 flowers?

I should be the most mature and delicious time now, right?

Song Sijia's situation is slightly different from Su Lingyan, but except that the former is married and the latter is single, there is no other essential difference. Since she can attract Su Lingyan to deliver goods to her door, there may not be any chance for Song Sijia.

I might have had a breath before, and if I persist, maybe I will succeed by chance.

Isn’t this what Su Lingyan is like?

The last appointment was not completed, and not long after, she came to her house on her own initiative.

The fire of desire that had been basically extinguished was ignited again. Fang Hongzhe felt that he should not give up pursuing Song Sijia. He should continue to launch an offensive in the new semester, but he should summarize his experience and find more clever ways and opportunities.

With confidence and new ideas about the upcoming new semester, Fang Hongzhe simply felt proud and walked like a wind.

Unfortunately, this momentum disappeared as soon as I got home.

After lunch, it was almost noon when I walked into the house. The house was empty and deserted.

Dai Yanqing is not at home, and I don’t know if she went out to work in the morning or she didn’t come back last night.

Of course, no matter whether she is at home or not, it actually doesn't make any difference.

Since Fang Hongzhe found a condom in the trash can at the foot of the bed last time, he tried to force her to bed but failed to get hard. After hiding for a few days, the couple basically had no communication.

During the Chinese New Year, I was also depressed and stiff. The only reason I didn’t break up was to make my son Fang Zhitao spend the last semester of his senior year relatively calmly.

Close the door, all the excitement and excitement before seemed to be isolated from the outside, and Fang Hongzhe was like a balloon that had been stabbed, and his whole body was deflated.

He couldn't think of anything else to do, so he ran to take a shower and got into bed to take a nap.

Her husband and son are college teachers and the other are high school students. They have both winter vacations, but Dai Yanqing is not so casual. Although the atmosphere of the Spring Festival has not completely faded, she has already started to do business.

One morning, she ran to two customers, made an important phone call, and called a meeting for employees, which was so busy that she hit the back of her head.

It was not until nearly two o'clock in the afternoon that I simply ate a few chopsticks and asked the driver to buy the lunch box.

Not long after I put the chopsticks down, my phone rang again.

The caller ID is Mr. Qian. Dai Yanqing dared not neglect it. She took a deep breath, adjusted her status, and answered the phone. Her tone was deliberately inspired by the heat.

Qian Hongxi said a new year ago that a hotel chain group that is familiar with is preparing to replace suppliers.

This group is the industry leader in the province, with branches in every city in the province, not to mention that in Zhongning, the provincial capital, there are eleven branches in the city alone.

In the past two years, this group has successively been scrambling to take advantage of Tianjin, Guangzhou, Chengdu, Shanghai and Hangzhou, and its business is getting bigger and bigger.

If you can really establish a connection with this group, it will be a stable source of wealth. How could Dai Yanqing not take it seriously?

I asked you what I said last time, and you have a chance.

Dai Yanqing was delighted: Oh, Mr. Qian, thank you so much!

Ha, thank me?How to thank Ah?

Dai Yanqing frowned, glanced at the closed office door, lowered her voice, and said with a smile: How else can I thank you?I have been so sexy and an old pussy, so I have given it to Mr. Qian to play casually.

Qian Hongxi laughed.

This is one of the reasons why he likes mature women. After much experience and experience, he often won’t be too rigid. Like Dai Yanqing, he can speak dirty words casually and let go.

Isn't there a hole behind you?But I haven't let me fuck it yet.

Alas, why do you always think about this?The back is smelly and dirty, but you men always want to make this place?

Listening to Dai Yanqing's half-true complaint, Qian Hongxi moved down his body. His arms were already holding a plump body, and his fingers naturally slid down his back and into his crotch. The fingertips of the middle finger were just pressing against the anus, and he scratched gently. The woman in his arms chuckled gently, twisted her butt, and avoided the messing finger.

Qian Hongxi did not continue to pursue him. He had no paranoid preference for anal sex. Of course, he would not let go of what he could play, and he would not force him to encounter what he refused to do.

I'm serious about it. Mr. Luo has some friendship with me, but I can't interfere in other people's business matters.This time they are looking for a long-term supplier, with a large quantity and high quality requirements.I can only recommend it for you, but I don’t guarantee it will be successful.It depends on your own ability.

This is natural, Dai Yanqing didn't expect Qian Hongxi to help her take down this big customer just by politely speaking.

Then you see, what should I do next?

First of all, of course, your products and services must be passed.I think this matter is basically your biggest job this year. It will take all your subordinates to do things and get this order for you to spend several years.First make sure that you can get the goods out of the way. The rest is social matters. I don’t need to teach you this, right?

Then what are Luo’s hobbies?I have to give it my best, right?

Haha... Qian Hongxi suddenly laughed unkindly. Mr. Luo is not short of money. He usually plays, but he may not be able to find good things if you have money.Just give it up.However, you can give it to him.He has similar interests to me and likes to have mature women.In the past two years, even if a young and beautiful girl gave her to him for fun, he was not very interested.It is best if it is a married woman like you, who likes the most.And I guess I'm tired of fucking, and I especially like to walk through the back door. An old slutty asshole like you who haven't opened for more than 40 years is the most perfect.As long as your product itself is fine, it depends on whether you can grit your teeth and send out your old asshole.I guess once your chrysanthemum blooms, things will be halfway.

Dai Yanqing was speechless and laughed awkwardly.

Qian Hongxi was too lazy to talk nonsense to her anymore, anyway, he had already done everything he could to help.

I'll give you a call later. Whether it's about products or giving them assholes, you should make an appointment with Mr. Luo.

OK, Mr. Qian, thank you Ah!Although I am very nervous now, Dai Yanqing will not forget what she should say.

Qian Hongxi finally added: No need to thank me, maybe you will suffer some pain.Haha, last time Mr. Luo burst the asshole of a deputy director of a street office, and it is said that she failed to lose the bed the next day.Be careful yourself.

After putting down the phone, Pan Hua in his arms pressed tighter.

They are now completely naked in the hot spring pool, with hot steam swaying around them.

Qian Hongxi lowered her head and leaned against her plump breasts, kissed her heavily, reached out to wrap her shoulders and leaned against the wall of the pool.

That female boss of Fengxing Company?Pan Hua slipped down, pinched Qian Hongxi's cock and gently stroked it.

The two had already fought for a game before, but after nearly an hour of rest, their weak penis had recovered most of their lives and quickly became congested and swollen.

She and Qian Hongxi were too familiar with each other and no longer had the urge to wait. Instead, it was more interesting to tease slowly.

Pan Hua is the woman who has been with Qian Hongxi for the longest time, and it has been almost eight years in a flash.

Two months ago, she just celebrated her fortieth birthday.

Once this level passed, she suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Living in the three-character head, she can confidently regard herself as a charming young woman, but once her life officially enters the four-character head, she has to face a word that cannot be avoided: old.

This is a necessary path that no one can escape from. The literary philosophy of life says this: People will not grow old, they will only be enriched by experience.But for a woman who has been a mistress for about ten years and is over forty years old, the nonsense of being rich due to her experience cannot comfort her. She must face her next life.

What's more, the boss she serves is a young man who is just thirty years old.

Fortunately, her hardware level has been reduced at a limited speed. Although she is old, she is well maintained. If you don’t look closely, it is similar to the time difference between her thirties.

I have been practicing good figure since elementary school opera. I have never relaxed and exercised over the years. My long legs are still round and straight, and my slender waist and breasts are not discounted.

Only some fine lines were added to the corners of her eyes and forehead, which made her realize clearly when facing the mirror that she had never escaped the grinding of time.

But she can still easily make difficult moves such as lowering down and horse-shaking, which will live up to the reputation of Dao Madan, the head of Zhongning Ning Opera Troupe, more than ten years ago.

These skills are also the capital to please Qian Hongxi. He often asked her to support the ground with her hands, put her legs in a row, and put them on chairs or something on both sides, while he fucked them leisurely from behind.

Among the women he has played with, only Pan Hua can complete this difficult look with great ease.

Yes, it's her.I'll help her get rich, and whether she can get in the car depends on her.

If you are playing with others, are you willing to give it to Ah?Pan Hua touched the glans intentionally or unintentionally with his fingertips.

Qian Hongxi snorted comfortably and said with a smile: What are you reluctant to let go?It's not my woman, I just stuttered a piece of slutty meat in my mouth.I was tired of playing, so I introduced her one or two friends to her, and I wouldn't bother with her business in the future.

Alas... Pan Hua suddenly sighed. She didn't say anything, but Qian Hongxi immediately understood what she was thinking.

He is over this year and his parents have expressed their wish to get married and have children as soon as possible.

From this point of view, his situation is very similar to Zhou Xiaorong, but he is two years older than Zhou Fatty, and his father Qian Yongxiang has a tough personality and is more domineering than Zhou Fatty's father, so he actually faces greater pressure.

Qian Hongxi just responded unintentionally twice before Qian Yongxiang gave an ultimatum. At least he should start to have a girlfriend seriously this year, otherwise don’t blame his dad for being rude to him.

Qian Hongxi knew very well that his father's words would fall more on the unfair women around him now.

His relationship with Pan Hua can't be hidden from Qian Yongxiang, but his family used to be too lazy to care about him, so he turned a blind eye and just pretended that it didn't exist.

Anyway, both Qian Yongxiang and his wife, himself and even Pan Hua themselves know that women like her will never be able to become Mrs. Qian.

Before, he was peaceful and hang out among many mature women, thanks to the relaxed policy. Once Qian Yongxiang took action in anger, Qian Hongxi could not guarantee how these women would be dealt with.

Therefore, for himself and for a woman like Pan Hua, finding a girlfriend who can explain to her parents in all aspects has become Qian Hongxi’s current top priority.

Of course, once you have a formal girlfriend, it may be harmless to go out to play wild food occasionally, but women like Pan Hua who are raised by her side may be inconvenient.

Pan Hua also knew this very well, so he was worried about the future.

Don't worry, it's not that fast.Qian Hongxi gently stroked her naked back and said seriously, even if I asked you to leave the company, I will definitely find a way out for you.There are so many friends, and they will always make arrangements.I'm going to buy you another house, and the one you live in now has two real estate projects, so I always feel more at ease.

After being with her for so many years, although she did not treat Pan Hua as her serious girlfriend, Qian Hongxi still has some real feelings for her.

Pan Hua smiled indifferently.

A forty-year-old woman does not lack experience and calculations, and she does not need to put too much pressure on men at this time.

Based on her understanding of Qian Hongxi, what he said just now was indeed what he really thought. As long as he had this idea, it would be fine. Too long-winded might push him to the opposite side.

Qian Hongxi didn't want to get entangled in this topic, and put his hand into the buttocks again, rubbed it a few times, and said with a smile: By the way, your chrysanthemum hasn't bloomed yet, so don't keep it, bloom for me, right?

Pan Hua gave him a blank look: I just think about chrysanthemums all day long!Why do you always want to get in such a dirty place?abnormal!

That being said, she was actually moved.

As the last cave on your body that has not been developed, it has faced losses several times in recent years, but his attitude of rejection is very firm. Qian Hongxi has to play with his asshole, so he has been kept to this day.

Maybe when necessary, I should sacrifice my asshole and deepen my weight in Qian Hongxi's heart.

Pan Hua never had the delusion of marrying into the Qian family, and just wanted to get as many benefits as possible.

She is not really reluctant to be played with her anus, she just hopes to sell her asshole for a good price.

Although she was not sure what Qian Hongxi wanted to arrange for her in her heart, he probably couldn't have only one plan. These different choices must be of good or bad. The only difference is which one Qian Hongxi is more willing to fight for for her.

If necessary, add fire and at least strive for a better future for yourself.

Suddenly, I found that Shi Mengying was the one who was difficult to tell.

It’s just that unlike Pan Hua, the latter has hope in vigilance, while the former has hidden confusion in expectations.

A few days after Valentine's Day, she received another text message from Cui Zhiliang, saying it plainly, just asking her if she had time to come out for a cup of coffee.

It was obviously two short sentences, but she repeatedly took out her cell phone and looked for this text message to read, and it took no less than six or seven times in a day.

She didn't know why she cared so much about the invitation from Cui Zhiliang or she pretended not to know that she only knew that she was full of expectations for this date, which was far more exciting than the invitation from her real boyfriend Fan Siyuan.

After making excuses to push for dinner with Fan Siyuan, she made an appointment with Cui Zhiliang to a small cafe near Dongyuan District 3.

Interestingly, this is where she first met Fan Siyuan.

There was nothing more than steak, pasta and some business sets in the cafe. They simply settled for dinner, ordered a drink after dinner, and chatted for about half a night.

In front of Cui Zhiliang, Shi Mengying became talkative, as if any trivial matters that you don’t usually care about can become a topic of conversation.

Even when she was in high school, she didn't seem to be so happy about her date with Choi Zhiliang.

After leaving the cafe, Cui Zhiliang sent Shi Mengying home gentlemanly.

The two of them walked slowly back to the third district of Dongyuan along the river.

The night in late winter is still very cold, and the breath that exhaled is condensed into white fog, and it sways toward its head when it opens its mouth.

Shi Mengying was usually afraid of the cold, but after walking for twenty minutes, she was unaware of it.

When he arrived downstairs, Cui Zhiliang was about to say goodbye, but Shi Mengying asked in a strange way: Do you want to go up and sit?

Cui Zhiliang hesitated for a moment: It's a bit late, your boyfriend...

He and I don't live together!When talking about Fan Siyuan, Shi Mengying suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to explain something impatiently. He would not come here today... Speaking of this, she suddenly felt a little confused, as if she was going to take the initiative to invite Cui Zhiliang upstairs to do something bad, and she seemed to care about her boyfriend's thoughts. She only dared to invite his friend to visit his home when he was not around, and changed her words and said: I would invite my friend to sit at home, and he couldn't care.

After saying this, I felt it was not appropriate, so I added: He is very open-minded and doesn't care about me.

Cui Zhiliang smiled kindly: OK, it will be a little cold after leaving, so I went up to ask for a cup of hot water to drink.

Shi Mengying's heart seemed to be wiping a feather in her heart, which was a little comfortable, but there was always a small piece of numb and itchy.

She couldn't tell what she was expecting, but she was always very happy.

Cui Zhiliang didn't sit for a long time, but just drank a glass of water, walked around the house roughly, looked at her living environment, and suggested that she should not put the hair dryer in the bathroom when she was not in use.

In just a quarter of an hour, Cui Zhiliang left.

But Shi Mengying lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Until the sleepiness came, she didn't think of Fan Siyuan for a minute.

Fortunately, she did not fall into guilt and entanglement.

Chen Xi is the one who is really struggling in these few days.

February 22nd is the Lantern Festival and the 55th birthday of Song Sijia's father Song Yingchang.

Song Sijia mentioned this a few months ago, and has reminded him almost every three days in recent weeks.

The Song family was not ready to handle the big plan, but they would definitely gather the relatives of the families who were close to for a meal.

In previous years, Chen Xi usually attended the event, not just to be in good condition with Song Sijia, but more importantly, Song Yingchang is the master of learning he respects.

In fact, things in the world are wonderful long before he and Song Sijia met, Chen Xi had an intersection with Song Yingchang.

It was in the fall of 2005. Chen Xi wanted to enroll in the public elected course "Essence of Chinese Classical Philosophy".

Professor Song Yingchang, who taught this course, is known as one of the seven great scholars in Ningnan. It is rumored that he is one of the four most beautiful men in Ningnan in the past 20 years. He has been rated as the most popular teacher of undergraduates of the year by the School of Humanities for 11 consecutive years.

Chen Xi is very interested in this course or such a teacher.

Unexpectedly, Song Yingchang's classes were so popular. It is said that the online course selection system was even paralyzed for a while. I don't know whether it is true or not. Anyway, when Shen Xi logged in, the course quota was already snatched away.

In order to complete the public elected course credits this semester, he had to settle for the second best choice and chose "Thirteen Lectures of Classical Novels".

But he still took a good eye when choosing classes and deliberately avoided Wednesday night time periods.

"Essence of Chinese Classical Philosophy" is a lesson on Wednesday night.

Failure to register successfully will not hinder Chen Xi's intention to listen to the class.

"Essence of Chinese Classical Philosophy" is not open every academic year, and it is said that it has not opened for two consecutive years.

Song Yingchang had a class a year ago, but freshmen did not need to apply for public elective courses in their first semester. At that time, he had not heard of Teacher Song's reputation, so he missed it.

If I miss it again this time, who knows whether Song Yingchang will stop opening this elective course again in the next two academic years.

If he was cut off for two years, he wouldn't have the chance to listen to this course again in four years of undergraduate studies.

There were many people who had similar ideas to him, so when the first day of class started, the large staircase classroom with more than 200 people was not only full, but even the aisles, windows, and doors were full of people, and there were no less than 300 people at first glance.

I remember this course only recruits 80 people this semester.Song Yingchang walked onto the podium, pushed his glasses, and laughed in silence.

The people in the audience laughed with him, and everyone tacitly ignored the investigation of who had not signed up for class and came to listen to it.

Chen Xi listened to Song Yingchang's elective courses throughout the semester by free classes.

Most of the time he had a seat, because he didn't have classes on Wednesday afternoon that semester, so he could basically finish lunch and take his laptop to the stairs classroom to grab a seat.

After listening to the class, I went to have dinner at around 8 pm.

In the second-to-last class this semester, Song Yingchang finished Wang Yangming, closed the lecture notes book and said: I have talked about it in the first class that philosophy is an imported noun.In terms of strict semantics, it is actually difficult to call Chinese classical academic thoughts "philosophy", but we just call them now.After Wang Yangming, China's academic research still developed, but there was no more Zhuoran, who was as unique as him.As for the three masters of the late Ming Dynasty that everyone is familiar with and the relatively unfamiliar style of Qianjia, the style of Qianjia, which is not within the scope of this elective course.Our courses this semester end here.Thank you for your support, especially those who did not sign up for my class but insisted on listening!Thank you.

The applause in the classroom was thunderous.

There is another class next week. We are going to give a summary of the class this semester and talk about the exam by the way.There is no new content to be said, so there is no need for students who have not enrolled in this course to come again next week.

Song Yingchang's words attracted a series of whispers below, and some students agreed with each other, but some people were unwilling to accept it.

Suddenly, a boy raised his hand in the middle of the third row.

Song Yingchang raised his hand: Please tell me.

It was Chen Xi who stood up.

Teacher Song, I was unable to enroll in this course, but I have listened to every class you have this semester and I hope I can take the exam.This may increase your workload, but I think that after listening to your class for a semester, only by taking the exam seriously can it be considered a true explanation to yourself and to your teacher.His words resonated with many people, and the buzzing sounds in the audience became louder and louder.

Song Yingchang stared at Chen Xi very seriously for a while and said sincerely: For me, letting you, including other students who want to take the exam, not much workload, I am willing to correct your test papers. But you didn't get into this course, even if you took the exam, you wouldn't be able to count the credits. This means that you have to prepare for an exam that cannot be counted as a result, which is to some extent increasing your own burden.

Chen Xi shrugged indifferently: If I didn’t cause you too much trouble, I don’t mind increasing my burden. I think many of my classmates have the same idea as me. This sentence won a lot of voices of approval.

All right.Song Yingchang smiled gently, "Anyone who is willing to take the exam will continue to come next week. I will ask the assistant to record your names and calculate how many test papers you need to prepare."I also have to see if I need to add an examination room.I would like to emphasize again that students who have not enrolled in this course this semester but insisted on taking the exam will not count their grades, and I can't give you credits.But I will definitely correct your paper, give you a score, and ensure that you know how many points you have scored.

On the day of the exam, two-thirds of the candidates outside the exam took the exam, and Song Yingchang even asked the Academic Affairs Office to arrange another temporary exam room.

At the beginning of the second semester, Chen Xi received a letter from the Department of Philosophy of the School of Humanities, which recorded his score for the "Essence of Chinese Classical Philosophy" exam: 81 points.

The following is signed by: Song Yingchang.

Chen Xi was not very satisfied with this achievement.

After meeting Song Sijia, when talking about this exam, she was even more dissatisfied with Chen Xi’s dissatisfaction: Brother, please be content! My dad rarely gives people more than 80 points! Those above 85 are simply rare!

How many can you take the exam? Chen Xi was sure that as Song Yingchang's daughter, she must have attended this course, whether it was a free student or signed up for it.

Song Sijia gave him a fierce look: My dad didn't let me enroll in this course, saying that he couldn't give me a score.

Meeting Song Sijia not only made Chen Xi feel relieved of his original test scores, but also brought another benefit, which was to go to the Song family to ask Teacher Song for advice.

In the second semester of my junior year, Song Sijia took Chen Xi home to meet his parents for a full year.

It’s strange that they are not lovers, but Song Sijia felt it was necessary to take Chen Xi home at that time.

After a year and a half, Song Yingchang was still impressed by the boy who raised his hand in class and took the initiative to take an exam where his grades would not be recognized.

It was precisely because of such a fate that the baby daughter's name for the boy's rather ambiguous brother was accused of.

In the last year and a half of college, including the days since returning from the UK, Chen Xi was a regular visitor to the Song family.

Song Sijia had to get a little less marriage later, but he always looked for opportunities to visit his teacher every year.

Especially on Song Yingchang's birthday, not counting the three years he studied in the UK, he only missed once in these years.

Logically speaking, there is no reason why Song Yingchang didn't appear on his fifty-fifth birthday.

He is also completely free.

On the 19th, Wu Xiaohan took his daughter on the plane back to Canada.

Teahouses and bookstores have started to operate normally, and everything is on track, without him paying too much attention.

But Chen Xi still had concerns.

The phone ringing that unexpectedly rang when celebrating Zhuge Wenying and the others' birthdays a year ago was a knot in his heart.

After that day, except for sending regular greeting text messages on New Year's Eve, Chen Xi almost never contacted Song Sijia again.

He was not convenient to ask if this accident caused a conflict between them and their wife, nor did he know how Song Sijia responded to it at the worst possible.

He felt that what he should do most at this time was to keep a distance and let the situation cool down naturally.

On Song Yingchang's birthday, Qi Hongxuan, who is sn in law, must attend. Is it appropriate for him to appear in front of him again at this juncture?

With such concerns, Chen Xi politely rejected Song Sijia's invitation, which made her quite unhappy.

Unexpectedly, just two days before the Lantern Festival, Song Yingchang called in person: What?Old man, I am not popular now, and I can’t let you come to me if you urge me to ask?

Chen Xi jumped up like a conditioned reflex.

Teacher Song, you are here to scold me! Chen Xi smiled bitterly.

Song Yingchang came forward in person, and he could no longer refuse.

The birthday party of the Song family was scheduled at noon.

It was Lantern Festival that day, and several families were invited, so the evening time should be left for everyone to celebrate the festival.

The Song family arranged a family dinner in the evening, and only the old couple and their daughter Sn in Law attended.

Chen Xi did not want to participate in the Song family activities too much at this critical moment, but Teacher Song's affection, so he simply decided not to attend the birthday party at noon or the family party at night, and chose to visit him in the afternoon.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xi came to the door on time.

Song Sijia, who came to open the door for him, directly gave him a big look: Brother, you are so arrogant, I don’t have enough face, so my dad has to invite you in person, right?

Chen Xi bowed repeatedly to confess his crime.

Both Song Yingchang and his elder couple were sitting in the living room.

Because he knew that Chen Xi would come, he didn't do anything else. The Spring Festival Gala was replaying on TV. Guo Donglin on the stage was complaining to the audience that he was stuck by his wife.

He bowed to Song Yingchang and Chen Xi said his congratulations simply and directly: Happy birthday to the teacher and good health! As he said that, he handed over the prepared birthday gift.

He is familiar with Song Yingchang and Han Xiuwei and neither of them is restrained. Song Yingchang opened the gift with interest: Haha, I want to see what you have prepared for me?

Chen Xi smiled and glanced at Song Sijia: Where is your husband?

Song Sijia curled his lips: He had something to do, so he went out after lunch, saying he was back before dinner.

Song Yingchang unpacked the packaging, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said happily: Haha, I was thinking about adding another fight this year!

A Dunhill heather wood root commemorative pipe is placed in the exquisite gift box.

Chen Xiben thought it was not appropriate to visit his birthday this year, so he did not prepare in advance, thinking about what opportunity to find next time to make up for it.

But since Song Yingchang said hello, he could not come to the door empty-handed. Time flies and has no other preparations, so he simply brings the pipe he used to do in the UK.

Whether it is brand, appearance, or quality, this pipe is considered to be reasonable and the price is appropriate.

Song Yingchang's life was nothing but studying, but he only liked tea and cigarettes.

Moreover, he only touched cigarettes in his twenties and has only smoked his pipe since he graduated from graduate school.

When Chen Xi bought this Dunhill commemorative model in the UK for less than 2,000 euros, a thought flashed through his mind: It would be appropriate to give this thing to Teacher Song.

But I didn’t encounter a good opportunity later, and this time I finally let it play the role it originally planned.

Seeing that her husband was holding his pipe to play with him, Han Xiuwei frowned: Xiao Shen, I always think about asking Lao Song to quit smoking this year, and you will give him a pipe again!

Chen Xi quickly explained with a smile: Teacher Han, you are right. Smoking is not good for the body. However, it is said that pipes are a little better than paper cigarettes. I don’t know much about this, the teacher must know it. I think so, the teacher has nothing to do with, he just likes to fight. Life is rare, it’s an obsession. But teacher Ah, Teacher Han is right, you have to control it, don’t let her worry about Ah for you.

Song Yingchang smiled and said to his wife: Don’t worry, Madam, I have followed your instructions in the past or two years and controlled the amount. Chen Xi is right, life is rarely obsessed. It is also boring to have a clear mind and few desires to live a long life. When a person lives, he cannot just continue to extend his life, but ignores the meaning.

Han Xiuwei sighed, glanced at Chen Xi, who was standing respectfully, and said half jokingly and half seriously: Anyway, I don’t speak as Lao Song!

Song Sijia suddenly laughed and said: It’s not as useful as mine!Mom, you can only rank third!

Han Xiuwei glanced at her daughter again, and suddenly felt a little emotional in her heart.

Seven or eight years ago, when my daughter brought Chen Xi, who was still a big boy at the time, came home. Her husband recognized him at a glance as a student who had listened to his elective courses, and she thought that this was the boyfriend chosen by her daughter.

Unexpectedly, Song Sijia said at that time that this was her brother she recognized.

What brother and sister?

Han Xiuwei was not young, so she naturally thought that this was just a romance between boys and girls, or just a little shyness before breaking the window paper.

Han Xiuwei was not very satisfied with Chen Xi at that time, but she was not disgusted with it.

To her surprise, the window paper was never broken. The daughter later fell in love with another boy, but she and Chen Xi were always close as before, completely like a brother and sister.

This really made her unable to understand.

Since Chen Xi is indeed not his future, Han Xiuwei naturally has to worry about her daughter's marriage again.

So, when Song Sijia was about to finish her graduate school, she fell in love with the son of her old colleague and old friend Chen Jianfen, and arranged that blind date for her daughter.

Marriage did not cut off the relationship between Chen Xi and Song Sijia, which was not as blood-related as a family. Han Xiuwei could even feel that in her husband's eyes, Chen Xi was far more pleasing to him than the real Sn in law Qi Hongxuan. However, he always adhered to the principle of not interfering in his daughter's choice of life and feelings, and never expressed his opinions.

Inadvertently, she turned from her daughter's face to Chen Xi, and Han Xiuwei sighed secretly: Maybe the two of them are destined to be the fate of brother and sister!

Of course, at this moment, Han Xiuwei was just sighing and had no other meaning.

She was very satisfied with the sn in law she chose.

Perhaps Song Yingchang prefers her students, but she believes that Qi Hongxuan is at least not inferior to Chen Xi.

Song Yingchang called Chen Xi to sit down.

Han Xiuwei nagged a few more words, went into the kitchen to pick up a pot of water, and placed it next to the electric pottery stove on the coffee table.

What tea should I drink?Song Yingchang put down the pipe at hand and started fumble under the coffee table.

Teacher, I will drink whatever you often drink.

In the middle of winter, it’s better to drink black tea.This is the best "Jin Junmei" sent by my old friend from Xiamen University. I tasted it and it was not bad.It is said that the leaves of this tea are tender, so it is best to brew them directly without having to work hard to do the tea routine.Song Yingchang took out a palm-high tin can and placed it on the table. After spring, the new tea came up. Is there any "maple fog" to drink before the rain this year?

Chen Xi smiled: Alas, this is just a matter of one sentence, you have as much as you want.

Song Sijia took the tin can, put some gold-black buds in the two white porcelain cups, and then put the kettle on the electric pottery stove and waited for the water to boil.

He turned around and said with a smile: Brother, I will send my dad another tea this year and ask him for money!Every year he was used to drinking for nothing, he was used to it!

It’s hard to say about other teas, “Yunfeng Yuwu” is your own business, and it is a product in the store. It’s actually not much cost to drink it yourself. How can you charge money?Still asking the teacher for a cost price?Can't I show my face and care to the teacher?

Song Yingchang had been collecting the rainy tea from Chen Xi for two years, but he never knew that Yun Feng Yu Wu was also Chen Xi's business. He asked curiously: You are opening a teahouse, why do you have a tea factory?

My friend and I made a joint stock, and I spent some money, and my friend was running it.After the brand of "Fengwu" was launched, it was very common. Any tea produced by Zhongning dared to label it as "Fengwu".Later, a boss named Wang opened a factory next to Yunfeng Mountain and earnestly made the authentic "Fengwu".Three years ago, he wanted to change hands. A friend of mine wanted to take over, but he almost had some money on hand, so I paid some money, which was considered a shareholding. I basically didn't interfere in the tea factory.

Oh... Song Yingchang just chatted casually and had no intention of inquiring carefully. Soon the topic turned elsewhere.

He and Shen Xi have different temperaments, but they have a natural relationship. One has profound knowledge and the other has a little broad experience. They have always had a lot of fun talks with each other, and today is no exception.

After two teas, Song Sijia sat aside and listened to their chatting from all over the world, smiling.

Song Yingchang secretly saw his daughter's expression and asked curiously.

How come there are so many common topics among you, a philosophy professor, a engineering student who comes from an information experiment class, and majors in information engineering?

Song Yingchang shook his head: You have read the books in vain in the past few years, it’s too rigid.What's wrong with the philosophy professor?What's wrong with engineering students?What problems, in the end, are essentially philosophical issues!Why can't we talk together?

Song Sijia retorted: Then why didn’t you put my subject into your philosophy?I usually talk to you about my research, but I haven’t seen you as good as that!Are you my dad or his dad?

Song Yingchang smiled sternly: Don’t you call him ‘Brother’?Then this problem is not a problem!

Song Sijia was so angry that she bit her lip.

Chen Xi was helping him: Be a teacher for one day and be a father for life. I have heard from the teacher for a semester, and this problem is indeed not a problem!

Humph!Song Sijia pouted and expressed dissatisfaction.

OK!Don't bicker with your dad over there!Come and help mom make dumplings!Han Xiuwei in the kitchen greeted her.

OK, don't move!Song Yingchang stood up and shouted to the kitchen, "Give this place to you, watch the TV pack of dumplings, so you won't be too bored."Let’s go to the study room!

Of course, Chen Xi had no objection and accompanied Song Yingchang to the study.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, the old man got up and went to the bathroom. Chen Xi stood bored in front of the bookcase to browse the collection of books. Suddenly, among the numerous books, he found a familiar book "The Collection of Letters of the Harris Family in England in the 15th Century".

He pulled out the book, opened it, looked at the clear and familiar handwriting on the title page, and a nostalgic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He quickly walked to the living room and lit up the book in Song Sijia, and saw, what is this?

What?Song Sijia only saw it as a book, but couldn't see the title clearly for a while.

Chen Xi turned the front of the book's cover towards her, then opened the title page and asked her to see the handwriting written on it.

ah!Where to find it?Song Sijia almost jumped up, and her thigh touched the ceramic plate where the filling and dough were placed, and almost knocked the plate over.

Han Xiuwei frowned and reminded: Oh!Be careful!

Chen Xi quickly signaled her not to be so excited, and pointed to the study: It's in your dad's bookcase!

Really!Song Sijia was very dissatisfied. Mom, dad took my book and didn't tell me. I thought I had lost it!

Han Xiuwei didn't know the causes and consequences. She lowered her head and focused on wrapping dumplings. She answered casually: Isn't it just a book?There is nothing enough in our family, but the most books are. How can you tell each of your father’s, mine, yours, Hongxuan’s, who can clearly tell who it is?

Song Sijia was angry, but she was not ready to argue with her mother about this topic.

"The Collection of Letters of the Harris Family in England in the 15th Century" is a book that Chen Xixin loved. She was attracted by Song Sjia back then and liked it quite a bit after borrowing it. Soon after, she borrowed it for the second time.

This book has been borrowed for several years, from before Chen Xi went to England until he returned to China, and the book has never been able to return to its original owner.

Chen Xi once asked about it once, and Song Sijia said apologetically that the book had disappeared for some reason.

This matter has always made her feel resentful. Although Chen Xi did not express any unhappiness, it was just a book after all, Song Sijia knew that this was a particularly big regret for those who truly love books.

Especially since the book has very few prints and has long been out of print.

For a long time since then, she had always wanted to buy a book online, but there was no new version, even an old book, but she never got what she wanted.

How could I think this book has been lying quietly in Song Yingchang's bookcase?

Just then, Song Yingchang came over.

What's wrong?Looks pissy.

dad!What's going on with you?Steal my book!

Song Yingchang was puzzled and laughed: Steal your book?Your dad, I, steal your book?You said it was the opposite?

Didn’t you steal this book? Song Sijia rushed to Chen Xi angrily and pointed.

Chen Xi showed Song Yingchang the "Fifteenth Century English Harris Family Letters" in his hand.

Oh, this book Ah?I didn't steal it, I picked it up.

Picked up?

I picked it up on this sofa.On a certain day of a certain year, month and day, I cleaned up my room and found a book abandoned in the corner of the sofa.Your mother has never read such books, and I have no impression of this book, it can only be yours.But you went back to school and were not at home.I flipped through a few pages casually, and it was quite interesting, so I kept reading.I thought I'd give it back to you when you go home.But you never mentioned this book again.I just thought you didn't need it anymore, and later I forgot about it.Song Yingchang explained the whole story and was completely confident.

oops!Dad, you're so angry!This book belongs to my brother!I thought I had lost his book and made me feel guilty for so long!

The truth is revealed, the truth is revealed! Just a coincidence. Chen Xi quickly smoothed out the situation. What is the ownership of this book? Let’s fight slowly, father and daughter. It has not been by my side for many years, which means it has no chance of being with me, and I am not going to welcome it back.

Song Yingchang took the book from him and waved at his daughter: Do you still want it?

Why don't you?Even if my brother doesn’t want it, it’s for me!Song Sijia raised her hand and was about to take it, but Song Yingchang slapped it on the back of her hand: Can you touch a book with such dirty hands?After touching a book, can you still make dumplings?I'll get it after you've finished packing it for your mother!After saying that, the old man walked back to the study with the book Shi Shi.

Chen Xi shrugged at Song Sijia, smiled helplessly, and followed him back to the study.

I stayed in the Song family for more than two hours and was about to say goodbye when the doorbell rang.

Chen Xi's eyelids twitched and he smiled bitterly.

Look at the watch, it was just past four:30.

I should have left earlier, but I was just talking to the teacher in an opportunistic manner and couldn't help but neglect the time.

Finally, I couldn't avoid seeing this.

I heard someone talking in the living room, and it was indeed Qi Hongxuan who was back.

It was not appropriate to stay any longer, but Chen Xi knew that he would say goodbye immediately as soon as he got home. It seemed too deliberate and had to stay for another quarter of an hour before he got up to say goodbye.

Why?Is it going to go?I'm just about to cook dumplings, and then leave after eating?Han Xiuwei was a little surprised.

Although Chen Xi said hello before coming and said she was just here to sit and visit the teacher, she thought she was just a polite one.

Unexpectedly, he really wanted to leave in advance. Not only did he not leave for dinner, he couldn't even wait to eat the dumplings that were about to be put into the pot.

Chen Xi explained that she had made an appointment with someone to discuss business matters and said goodbye to leave.

Qi Hongxuan was lukewarm to him, except for saying hello when he first met, nodding when he saw him farewell, and not even saying goodbye.

They were not familiar with each other and rarely talked to each other before, but they were not so indifferent.

In the end, I still feel unhappy.

The ringtone made of the song sung by Song Sijia is Yuanyin.

The date with Wu Jingya in the afternoon became annoyed again.

Today is the first time the two have dated after the New Year.

It happened to be his father-in-law's birthday, and he shouldn't have made an appointment with someone.

But Qi Hongxuan thought the birthday party was arranged in the evening, so he didn't want to miss the afternoon date.

Unexpectedly, this year's birthday party was changed to noon, and he had to have a small gathering at his father-in-law's house in the evening. In this way, he had to take time out halfway.

Although it was a little twists and turns, he didn't bother.

In Wu Jingya, Qi Hongxuan can get special happiness.

This woman can open her body without reservation, and can play with all three holes, and her true identity, which was just confirmed not long ago, is another reason.

Chen Xi brought pressure and resentment, and Qi Hongxuan just vented these negative emotions on the Shen family's wife.

Whenever he thinks that Chen Xi and his wife are at most unpleasant ambiguity, but he can be inserted into Shen Xi's sister-in-law's asshole and fucking her very much, he will feel more comfortable.

Of course, it's just talking about masturbation.

Wu Jingya's status as Chen Xi cannot be compared with Song Sijia's relationship with herself.

Unless you can fuck Chen Xi's woman, such as Miss Pei, I met last time, it will be difficult for Qi Hongxuan to feel relieved.

With this feeling, Qi Hongxuan met Wu Jingya.

It was perfect at the beginning. He was in a depressed mood and basically ignored the foreplay. He directly used lubricant to help her complete the preparation, and couldn't wait to enter her asshole.

Since giving her anus a broken hole, he never let go of the hole behind him, and every time he ejaculated, he was either in the asshole or in his mouth, and he was rarely released in his vagina.

As if he wanted to pierce the film between the two caves with his penis and fuck it directly from behind into the vagina, Qi Hongxuan fucked hard without hesitation. He heard Wu Jingya admit as he wanted to loudly admit that he was an irresistible slut, and he quickly ejaculated.

Time is limited today, so he must fight quickly, seize the time to rest, and wait for the second shot.

I have to rush back to the Song family to have dinner with my father-in-law and mother-in-law later.

While the rest was happening, Qi Hongxuan heard bad news.

Wu Jingya was actually just complaining casually.

The master who originally volunteered to take her and a few best friends to trade stocks disappeared without a trace after the New Year and could never be found again.

This disappointed her greatly.

Although she did a settlement a year ago and transferred all the money she used for stock trading back to her account, she did not cause any losses.

But it was really bad to make money easily and make money for so long, but suddenly the line was broken.

Money is very important to Wu Jingya.

Her family conditions have been very average since childhood. Her father, who died of cancer the previous year, has been an ordinary employee of a state-owned enterprise all his life. He has been a deputy section chief for seven or eight years, but he has never become a section chief until his death.

From childhood to adulthood, Wu Jingya's pretty good appearance and excellent academic performance are all about it.

She knew that she could only rely on these only two things to exchange for real wealth.

I met my classmate Chen Weichang in college, and Wu Jingya realized that this was a great opportunity.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Chen Weichang had a quarrel with his then girlfriend Cheng Lan, she almost resolutely devoted herself to the pursuit.

When I asked my classmates who were a little closer to them back then, everyone knew that Chen Weichang was fought for by Wu Jingya.

Because he had been studying for a year, Wu Jingya was one year older than Chen Wei.

Maybe she thought this was a shortcoming, so when she chased Chen Weichang, she almost responded to her requests, and even she took the initiative to go to bed for the first time.

Without a good family background, Wu Jingya really needs a good marriage to change her life.

It should be said that this investment has a return.

As an ordinary middle school teacher who had just graduated, he was transferred to the district education bureau and became a deputy section chief at a young age. He had a relaxed job and was well-fed. He was either rich women or officials. Most of them had to be polite when they saw him. This situation was naturally due to his becoming the eldest daughter-in-law of the Shen family.

But there is no absolute circle in the world.

If you want to say what is the only thing that is good in life now, it is money.

Of course, it is impossible to say that Wu Jingya is short of money.

But it depends on whom.

Wu Jingya's salary almost only needs to be left to herself.

She doesn't have to worry about all the expenses at home.

But this did not satisfy her.

Can the eldest daughter-in-law of the Shen family only use her salary?

How much can the monthly salary be?

You may not be able to buy a top-quality cosmetics.

Let’s see what life does cousin Chen Weiyang and his wife Chen Xi live?

On this point, Chen Weichang is really not up to the Tao.

As a civil servant, he earns a lot of money, and he is never pretentious in his position and level of benefits.

But he abides by the rules and never gets involved in corruption and bribery.

Of course, I don’t care about it, Chen Weichang’s ambition is not about making money.

But if he doesn't make any money, what will Wu Jingya do?

She wanted to make money. Once a boss couldn't get along with Shen Weichang, so he tried to take the wife's route and set his mind on her.

But she just mentioned it indirectly, and Chen Weichang came back with a sharp expression.

Since the beginning of love, this is the only time my husband has lost his temper.

Wu Jingya is a smart person and immediately knows that such things will never be touched again.

Knowing is not as good as she understands.

This is also one of the reasons why Wu Jingya doesn't like sister-in-law Chen Xi.

Chen Weiyang is rich, and Chen Xi lives more than her, which makes her very unhappy.

Last year, I got a master who could easily make money by selling stocks and trading them. I thought I could make some young people and save money, but I didn’t expect that the good days would come so soon.

Fortunately, I at least didn't lose.

Including the best friend introduced this master to her, several rich women did not recover funds in time like her.

The master disappeared without a trace, and all the money must have been wasted. I guess these best friends have suffered a lot.

But on weekdays, best friends will not explain their financial situation too clearly. No one knows the true background of others. How many of these best friends have been cheated? Wu Jingya doesn’t have a accurate number, but it doesn’t think it’s a small number.

From this perspective, Wu Jingya is a little lucky.

Just in time for the end of the year, the small family and small business came out, and she habitually recovered funds with limited capital.

What if the master ran away before the Chinese New Year?

Or this person's patience and acting skills are better. If he continues to play for a long time, he will probably hand over the funds to him after the New Year, and he will sooner or later be hit.

Now that I can’t make money quickly, I’m lucky that I don’t lose much.

Hearing her complaining so much, Qi Hongxuan suddenly stood up and sat up, his face becoming very bad.

What's wrong?Wu Jingya first felt strange and suddenly realized, I asked you to take the money back, didn’t you take it?

Qi Hongxuan nodded regretfully.

At first, he handed over the money to Wu Jingya and then transferred it to the master to invest.

Later, Qi Hongxuan felt that this kind of wealth was better in his hands. Wu Jingya didn't want to always handle his money, so she introduced her to the center.

Anyway, not every best friend has met with the master, and Wu Jingya comes forward to say that this is her friend, so the master agrees to bring Qi Hongxuan to trade stocks.

Maybe he thought this was also a rich wife.

Since then, Wu Jingya has no longer worried about all financial transactions.

But when she was recovering the funds herself, she casually mentioned to Qi Hongxuan.

Anyway, the market will be closed for a few days during the Spring Festival. I think no matter where this master goes to celebrate the New Year, he can still operate it online.He told me that several stocks will rise sharply after the New Year. I didn’t want to waste my time, so I didn’t take it all out... Qi Hongxuan pounded out of bed.

Not taken out all?Then how much money did you leave for him?Wu Jingya was somewhat anxious.

After all, that master was introduced by her. Money is the easiest thing to lose friendship, not to mention that she and Qi Hongxuan have no relationship at all, they are just physical relationships.

I took away what I earned, and the previous ones were always with him...

Hundreds of thousands... Wu Jingya made a simple calculation. By the Chinese New Year, you should have earned almost 70,000 to 80,000, right?In this way, you don’t actually lose much Ah?

Thinking of this, Wu Jingya became much more relieved.

In her opinion, a family like Qi Hongxuan once said that the whole family is a university professor. The four old ones in the family are either first-class scholars or experts and doctors who pay 20,000 or 30,000 yuan will certainly hurt, but they are not too distressed.

Qi Hongxuan doesn't think so.

He wanted to make money by taking out 100,000 yuan, and he once saw real gains.

Now not only are all profits gone to pieces, but tens of thousands of dollars are also spent. How can he just laugh it off?

Although he was unwilling to expose his anxiety for tens of thousands of dollars in front of Wu Jingya, he still asked tentatively, so many rich women were cheated of money, so they would definitely call the police, right?

Wu Jingya herself suffered no losses, so she was not very concerned about this: It seemed that two people were saying they wanted to call the police.But I don’t think I can definitely catch it if I report it.And more people who were cheated were just to forget about it, and it is estimated that the police would find it difficult for them to collect evidence.

This way, the second sex becomes boring.

Qi Hongxuan was listless and pretended to be tough for a while, and then he left it out before he could ejaculate.

On the way back, he was heartbroken about the tens of thousands of dollars he had lost.

As soon as he arrived at his father-in-law's house, he met someone he least wanted to see. Of course, Qi Hongxuan would not be in a good mood.

My wife's attitude towards him was basically the same as in the past year, plain and simple, without any particular intimacy.

Originally, this is common when there are slight conflicts between couples, but in Qi Hongxuan's opinion, it seems that Chen Xi's intervention has caused his wife to become more cold to him.

He was so depressed that he didn't talk to Song Scado after returning home. He plunged into the study and said he wanted to check some information, so he turned on the computer and started to be idle.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, he came out and shook his head to the bedroom door. Song Sijia leaned against the back of the bed and looked at the book intently, not even noticed him looking around the door.

Unable to tell where another resentment emerged, Qi Hongxuan did not say hello to his wife and returned to the study with his head down.

At this moment, his mind was very confused. He was both worried about being cheated of money, and was also full of vigilance and jealousy towards Chen Xi.

The losses of the former are also invisibly considered to the latter.

If it weren't for the existence of Chen Xi, why would I want to use the small treasury to make more money?

This person is lucky and is born as a child of the Shen family.

I easily went to the UK to study, but I could open a bookstore like a free wild crane.

In this era, aren’t you just waiting to lose money when opening a bookstore?

Where did he get the confidence to live like this kind of life that looks like Xiaoyao and actually has no future?

Isn’t it just that the family has enough money to allow him to live such a pretentious life without worries about food and clothing?

Qi Hongxuan believed that nothing deviated from his wife and him had happened, but even that care and concern made him feel unhappy.

Song Sijia did not actively communicate with him, but instead did his own thing as if nothing had happened, which made him unable to let go.

What was she thinking? How did she view the man Chen Xi?

Suddenly, Qi Hongxuan thought of his wife's blog.

He rarely patiently read articles written by Song Sijia, but at least he still knows the address of his wife's blog.

He has also opened a blog, but has stopped updating for a long time.

It was almost ten years ago that blogs became popular.

Nowadays, not many people are still running their blogs seriously, and Song Sijia will update some content from time to time.

I quickly browsed the articles written by my wife over the past year, and I could not see any clues.

Qi Hongxuan thought again that she might hide some of the articles, which she would not have seen if it weren't for the blogger herself.

He tried to log in to his wife's account, and even tried several passwords that he knew that his wife had used in other places, but he failed. He also guessed several passwords based on various clues such as birthday, anniversary, name pinyin, etc., but he still failed.

The efforts to peek into his wife's inner heart were fruitless, which made Qi Hongxuan's depression even heavier.

This depression continued to deepen his dissatisfaction with Song Sijia.

A strange and crazy idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

It’s hard to explain why, just the appearance of this idea gave Qi Hongxuan a sense of pleasure of release.

Whether it is a prank or a revenge, in short, this feeling is good!

He quickly logged into a pornographic website he often went to, clicked on the Netizen Selfie section, selected three porn photos of Song Sijia from his mobile phone, edited a post, named a good bitch I just played with, and was so sexy!

The first photo was taken on her wedding anniversary last year. Song Sijia was wearing that sexy nun suit and was posing with her arms open to look like she wanted to hug him. He didn't take a picture of her complete face at that time, and only the tip of her chin was seen in the photo.

The second photo was taken when Shangri-La asked her to kneel on the ground and twist her butt. The whole picture focused on her wife's plump and round buttocks. Her naked lower body was completely exposed to the camera, and the thin slit of flesh was pressed against two plump fat lips.

In the last picture, there is a vagina that is flowing outward with thick white liquid. A hand that breaks into the camera pulls open one lip hard, revealing all the tender vagina as much as possible.

All the photos did not show their faces.

Qi Hongxuan just wanted to release the depression in his heart in private, but he didn't want others to know the identity of his husband and wife.

After repeated inspections, it was impossible to see any clues from these three photos, Qi Hongxuan pointed his index finger and posted the post.

Reached on the back of the chair and let out a sigh of relief.

He felt dizzy as if he had just run a thousand meters.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Qi Hongxuan went to read the post he posted, but there was not a single message!

He refreshed it with dissatisfaction, but still had zero reply.

After that, he refreshed it every minute or two.

Finally, after the third refresh, the first message appeared: I’ll lie less. It’s obviously a chicken, but I’m a good family. Don’t cheat points Ah!

Qi Hongxuan felt anger at first: Fuck!

I can’t be praised by others when I post nude photos of my wife. Do you envy me?

Then a strange sense of stimulation appeared.

Of course, Qi Hongxuan was not happy that his wife was really a chicken, otherwise he would not have had to be dissatisfied with Chen Xi’s affairs.

But looking at the netizens' messages, he felt very happy when he thought of his perfect wife being regarded as the most despicable chicken from a stranger.

Then there were more and more messages.

Why didn't you show your face?I want to see what this bitch looks like!

I envy the poster!Riding such a bitch will definitely lead to death!

The bitch's pussy is beautiful, with perfect color and shape!Unfortunately, you didn’t ejaculate enough Ah!

The poster is so happy!Please contact information, how can I get this bitch?

This kind of bitch must be fucked to death!The only meaning of existence is to be fucked constantly by men!

There are a little less pictures, are there any videos?Is there any picture of fucking the chrysanthemums?This woman’s anus is very beautiful!I really want to insert it hard!

Didn't ejaculate into your mouth?I just want to see the picture of milk flowing from the corner of my mouth!

……

After almost half an hour, more than thirty floors were built. After reading these messages, Qi Hongxuan's mood inexplicably improved a lot.

After exiting the forum and turning off the computer, he felt that he could have a good sleep.