As soon as Zhang Baoxiu got off the plane that day, she sent a text message to the old gangster, saying that she had already landed and let's meet in the afternoon. The old gangster immediately felt itchy and thought, since Fei'er is not going home for a funeral, I will ask Sister Baoxiu to give her something to eat.
After breakfast in the morning, the problem was gone. Sister Baoxiu was destined to be my concubine anyway. So I replied, don’t you have work clothes? Can you wear work clothes when you go out?
Zhang Baoxiu blushed and said, "Okay, but you can't go out wearing a hat, and I don't want to have your hair so formal." The old gangster quickly said, "Okay, okay, just keep your hair down. I really like the way you look in uniform. I'll be with you guys later."
I'll wait for you near the Civil Aviation Hotel and call you when I get there.
After sending the text message, the old gangster felt itchy and hurriedly drove to the Civil Aviation Hotel to wait. But he waited for more than an hour. He texted Zhang Baoxiu depressingly why there was no news. Finally he understood that Baoxiu
My sister texted him as soon as she got off the plane. The airport was still an hour away from the city.
But after waiting like this, the old gangster became more anxious.
Zhang Baoxiu returned to the Civil Aviation Hotel, put away her things, thought about it, went to the water room to take a quick shower and wash herself to make herself feel fresher, then put on her uniform, carried a small bag, and went out.
She knew something was going to happen soon, and her heart was pounding;
"Yifan, I'm out, where are you?" she asked on the phone.
But she didn't notice that a few dozen meters behind her, Wu Yuqing was looking at her coldly, and said softly: "Well, you Zhang Baoxiu, who usually pretends to be pure and innocent, want to fight with me, huh, just wait.
Let’s see!”
"Sister Baoxiu, when you come out, turn left and walk about 200 meters before you see my car. Haha, don't I want you to avoid being discovered by your colleagues?"
After Zhang Baoxiu heard this, he thought his reason was very good, so he followed the route he provided.
The old gangster saw Zhang Baoxiu coming over in the car wearing a uniform and high heels, twisting her waist;
He quickly opened the window, waved his hand to her, then rolled up the window again and sat in the back seat.
Seeing Zhang Baoxiu walking to the car, he quickly opened the door;
"Come in quickly!" Then he stretched out his hand and pulled her in.
Before she could react, he hugged her and kissed her crazily.
Even though Zhang Baoxiu had her heart set on him, she was frightened and struggled and whimpered.
But he found that the small mouth had been occupied, the teeth were opened, and the little clove was sucked out. Suddenly, his body softened and he began to respond fiercely.
The feeling of having an affair is really different. It’s so exciting. It’s so exciting. What, an affair? Sister Baoxiu is my future wife. Kissing your own wife is called an affair? The old gangster thought so and started to caress her back with his big hands.
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In just a moment, the old gangster discovered why men like to have affairs, because women are all different. Why women also cheat on men is because they have tasted the taste of different men.
The old gangster tasted something different.
after separation;
Zhang Baoxiu was blushing, but her worries finally settled down, and her happiness became more secure.
"Hey, Sister Baoxiu!" The old gangster pinched her little face, which had a little baby fat, and found that it was extremely tender, and now it was white and rosy.
Zhang Baoxiu lowered his head and whispered: "Yifan, do you love me?"
Damn, why are you asking this so early?
The old gangster really felt that it was difficult for him to answer, so he had to hug her gently and said: "Don't worry, I will take care of you in the future!"
Although Zhang Baoxiu didn't get the answer she wanted, the old gangster's words made her feel more at ease, so she hugged his back tightly.
The old gangster noticed that her body was curvy and graceful under the stewardess uniform, so he stretched one hand towards her breasts and grasped them.
Zhang Baoxiu quickly buried her face on his shoulder and exhaled.
So, the old gangster closed his eyes and enjoyed the different feeling from Yang Fei'er. He wanted to reach into his clothes, but he held back, thinking that this kind of practice should be done to Fei'er for the first time.
"Sister Baoxiu, can you help me?" The old gangster found that his lower body was making trouble again.
"Yifan, what's wrong?" Zhang Baoxiu saw that his lips were a little dry and his face was a little red, so he raised his head and asked with concern.
The old gangster pointed downwards.
Zhang Baoxiu glanced at it, suddenly said "ah" and covered her face.
"Help me, Sister Baoxiu!" the old gangster said shamelessly. He felt that he couldn't use force. If she really refused, he would go to Sister Zixuan. Damn, of course she would not agree; to Tongtong? I guess?
If you insist on it yourself, she will definitely agree. Although she is only 16 years old, she is not too young, but she is still in class.
"I'm afraid!" Zhang Baoxiu said softly.
It seems that she misunderstood what she meant. The old gangster hurriedly said: "No, don't want you to do that. Then we will talk about it later, step by step. Now you can use other methods, okay? Please, Sister Baoxiu!"
With 30 years of experience as an old gangster, he knew that she was easier to get a hold of, so he simply loosened his belt and dropped his trousers, revealing a large ball of underwear.
One pillar supports the sky!
Zhang Baoxiu was so embarrassed that her chest kept rising and falling and she kept breathing.
"Sister Baoxiu, help me!" the old gangster said, then grabbed her little hand and pressed it directly.
Although the feeling was not as strong as that of Fei'er, it was still terrible enough.
Zhang Baoxiu's nature meant that she was not as reserved as Yang Feier, so she let go after a while.
"Sister Baoxiu, go down!"
So Zhang Baoxiu went down, gently helped him take it off, and lowered his head.
The process that followed was only known by heaven and earth. The old gangster knew Zhang Baoxiu.
Zhang Baoxiu's mood is to occasionally raise her head and show a sweet smile to the old gangster.
"Huh!" The old gangster's blood finally surged in an instant.
"Sister Baoxiu, don't, don't spit it out!" The old gangster looked at her with her little face tilted up, smiling sweetly with shame.
Zhang Baoxiu was also very emotional, her throat moved slowly, and finally she pursed her lips and smiled, and stopped talking.
When the old gangster saw this, he couldn't help but go to her ear. After rubbing it for a while, he found a thin layer of down. He exhaled softly. Damn it, I'm in luck again!
So, he gently pulled up Zhang Baoxiu and said softly: "Don't worry, you will be mine forever!"
The old gangster gently hugged her and thought of something, so he climbed to the front row, took out a few bottles of pure water from the storage box, handed it to Zhang Baoxiu, and said: "Open the door and rinse!"
Zhang Baoxiu was thinking about this at the moment, and realized that the old gangster had guessed her thoughts, so she opened the car door on the side of the road with a sweet smile, then looked to both sides to see that no one was coming, so she started drinking water and spit it out.
After the bottle of water was used up, she sat back in again.
There was silence again, the two of them cuddled together, and the old gangster asked: "Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry!" Zhang Baoxiu said with a sweet smile.
The desire was almost released, and the old gangster thought that he should take her to go shopping or something. After all, women like this, and just after doing this, the old gangster felt that he wanted to compensate her, but when he asked: "Sister Baoxiu, now
What do you want to do?" But she said:
"Yifan, I want to go to where you live, and I'll cook Sichuan food for you tonight!"
What a good girl. You are thinking about me at this time, not about Yifan. I want to buy some clothes. You go with me. Damn, this will definitely cost me money. Although I am not short of a few clothes now.
I just wanted to help you buy the money, but I still didn’t feel comfortable cooking for me.
This is the cleverness of Zhang Baoxiu. From the beginning, Zhang Baoxiu thought that the old gangster was a rich man. Even when she heard that he said he had a girlfriend, she persisted in sending text messages. Moreover, she did whatever he asked her to do as soon as she got in the car today. In the end, she still
To please, she said that she would cook for the old gangster. Is this what a silly girl does? Do you really think that you will fall in love with the old gangster after meeting her once? Of course not! Everything Zhang Baoxiu does is for her own.
Be happy and work hard.
What is happiness? Sometimes happiness depends on the rest of your life. What is it? It's a bit vulgar to say it, but fortunately, everyone's eyes will light up when they see it, even a 5-year-old child is no exception.
Of course the old gangster would not take Zhang Baoxiu back to his and Miss Yang's home, so he said: "Sister Baoxiu, let me take you shopping! How about it?"
So the two of them went shopping, but the old gangster had an idea and would never take her to a place near the Bell Tower Hotel. If Sister Zixuan found out, it would be over. So he took her to another commercial street in Xijing.
It is far less prosperous than it was a few years ago, but this is what an old gangster sees from the perspective of nine years later. For Zhang Baoxiu at this time, this street is a suitable street for shopping.
The smart Zhang Baoxiu didn't want to buy clothes. She actually offered to give the old gangster a wallet. The old gangster was immediately shocked. Wouldn't this cost my life? Do I dare to take it out in front of Fei'er? As for the belt, don't give it to me.
Yes, Fei'er could tell at a glance. There's no need for a tie, I never wear a tie. Zhang Baoxiu insisted on giving it, and the old gangster said, OK, you can give me a pair of socks. Suddenly, Zhang Baoxiu covered her mouth and started laughing.
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Of course Zhang Baoxiu would not give him socks, but since the two of them already had a very special relationship even though it was not complete, Zhang Baoxiu got into a bad temper and said, you must accept my idea, otherwise
, otherwise, I will cry.
Of course, the old gangster thought that Zhang Baoxiu might not cry, but the girl had already reached this point, so he said: "Sister Baoxiu, let's do this, you must give it to me, give me a cigarette!"
"No!" Zhang Baoxiu said coquettishly: "I won't give you cigarettes, smoking is not good!"
In fact, what she wants to say is, after the cigarette is finished, it will be gone. I want to give you something to keep with you often. When you see it, you will think of me.
Suddenly, Zhang Baoxiu said happily: "I know, what am I going to give you?" After saying that, without telling the old gangster, he pulled him forward and came to a high-end supplies store. He looked left and right.
, she finally discovered it, so she took the old gangster and said to the salesperson: "I want this zippo lighter."
The old gangster thought to himself, you really know how to choose. In fact, according to my current thinking, I am more inclined to have Fei'er buy me a lighter, or Sister Zixuan.
But now, the old gangster can't bear to let her lose her temper anymore.
"I'll choose it myself!" said the old gangster.
Finally, I chose a style that looked more capable and simple. When the salesperson asked me to wrap it up, the old gangster said, "Wrap whatever you want, just use it!" After that, he threw his plastic lighter on the counter and gave it to you.
Who knows, Zhang Baoxiu is even happier.
The smart Zhang Baoxiu insisted on paying for this Zippo lighter, which cost more than 200 yuan.
Since Sister Baoxiu has given her heart and soul, the old gangster won't be able to get through without giving something, so what? He paid, he already paid in the car, damn, people who think like this should really be despised.
Zhang Baoxiu doesn’t want clothes, shoes, or scarves. The old gangster wants to say, Damn, I don’t want anything, but I really want to buy you a ring? Of course, you can’t buy rings, and you can’t buy things that Fei’er hasn’t bought before.
The final total was to buy Zhang Baoxiu a bottle of perfume worth more than 3,000 yuan. If he bought more, the smart Zhang Baoxiu would give it up.
(Second update, come and collect all those who are crazy!!!)