Chapter 619 Pig Bajie carrying his daughter-in-law
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"It's embarrassing. Fortunately, it was the middle of the night, otherwise I would have been too embarrassed to see anyone." Ye Fan secretly shouted for good luck and looked around like a thief. He was relieved when he found that there were not many people. In fact, in the white
It's hard to see these things clearly under the misty moonlight. It's just that Ye Fan has a ghost in his heart that makes him look like that.
The Standing Committee members of the Provincial Committee of Nanfu Province live in a specially built Standing Committee Building in the province. It is actually a villa area for senior officials, located at Meteor Bay on the Sizhu River in the east city of Shuizhou.
I heard that this place has a long history, and many independent buildings were built directly using dismantled old bricks and stones. The purpose of course is to highlight the ancient flavor.
It is generally impossible for ordinary people to visit these senior cadres because you simply cannot get in.
There are armed police blocking the door. You need a special pass to enter, or you can be let in only after a senior official or his family members say hello to the guarding armed police.
Ye Fan carried Song Zhenyao on his back and walked on the field ridge in the hazy moonlight. However, no one is planting rice in the field ridge now. All they grow are vegetables, fruits and the like.
Because the economic income from growing vegetables is much higher than growing rice, and there are vegetable sellers who come to buy in batches in the morning, paying one hand and delivering the goods, which is convenient and quick, and you can get the money immediately.
Listening to the occasional pitiful frog sounds in the ditch, the two of them remained silent and immersed in the wonderful night.
a long time!
Song Zhenyao couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful! The night!"
"Yes, it's so beautiful, and the moonlight tonight is particularly charming. Besides, the beauty in the moon is even more beautiful, haha..." Ye Fan said and pushed up, pushing Song Zhenyao, whose legs were hanging down, up a little. But that
With a little force, his hands started to touch and squeeze Song Zhenyao's buttocks.
The strange thing is that Song Zhenyao seemed to be immersed in the moonlight and didn't say a word, as if she had acquiesced to take advantage of someone.
I saw the provincial party committee family building from a distance.
"We're almost there, I really want to sit there for a while, ugh..." Song Zhenyao sighed, as if she was a little reluctant to leave.
"Then sit down again, there happens to be a piece of wild grass over there." Ye Fan took a look. Fortunately, the eagle's eyes are still good. Just like the eyes of an eagle, he can still see vaguely under the moonlight.
"No, it's too late. My parents will definitely scold me if I go back tonight." Song Zhenyao shook her head, as if she was a little regretful.
"What are you afraid of? They are always your parents, not your stepfather and stepmother. Moreover, our Zhenyao is a good girl and has not done anything bad. People say that if you are upright, you are not afraid of a slanted shadow!" Ye Fan stood up deliberately.
Hold your chest out and show off your macho look.
"Giggle...just wait until your legs don't move." Song Zhenyao chuckled, and the breath hit Ye Fan's neck, scratching the guy's blood. After taking a look at the wild grass, he probably should
It's not very dirty, so I walked over.
He smiled and said, "I can't cure you anymore. How dare you make fun of me!"
This guy was fierce, and with a turn of his hand, he turned Song Zhenyao from his back to a man and hugged her to his chest. He turned around again, squatting and squatting, but before Song Zhenyao could react, someone had already gently placed him on the weeds.
.
It is true that a master of seventh-level martial arts cannot be ignored, and his techniques are indeed skillful, especially when used for sex.
"What...what are you doing?" Song Zhenyao's voice was trembling, and she seemed to have expected something to happen, so she just asked a few words, but the rest of the words could no longer come out. Because her mouth was already tightly pressed by a certain pig brother.
Bit it.
But Song Zhenyao probably hadn't kissed her yet, so she closed her mouth tightly in shame and let a certain pig's tongue lick her lips, but she didn't open her mouth and kept her mouth tightly closed.
Only two heavy breathing sounds were heard in the weeds. Song Zhenyao was also addicted to it. She didn't refuse, but she just refused to cooperate, or she didn't know how to cooperate at all.
A certain pig felt that just chewing her lips seemed a bit unsatisfying, so she got brave enough and turned around, pressing her whole body on Song Zhenyao. Moreover, she moved her free hand down, trying to slide it into a certain girl's skirt. This,
Of course it was the trick of a certain male envoy. This trick was to measure a certain man and ask him to point here and there.
You will understand in a few seconds why you are pointing here and there.
"No... no!" Song Zhenyao was a little panicked, she shouted in a low voice and stretched out her hand to push someone away.
She thought that the bloody plot often seen on TV would appear - it was nothing more than a certain man and a certain woman immersed in the milky white moonlight, and finally, after being confused, they lay in the weeds and walked in the rain.
**It's just a commotion.
Song Zhenyao felt that the time was not yet ripe, and the two of them had not known each other for a long time, and the time they spent alone together was even shorter.
If it hadn't been for the thrilling scene that happened at night, maybe she would have gone home long ago. Being able to give up her lips to someone for a while was already considered audacious. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan wanted to go one step further. This Song Zhenyao would definitely refuse.
Very determined.
However, Song Zhenyao opened her mouth in a panic and screamed. Of course, someone would not miss this opportunity. She pushed her tongue slightly and found every opportunity, and a stream of heat mixed with warmth slipped in.
This kind of situation refers to attacking from the east to the west. The attack is below, but the target is actually above. I heard that a certain man used this trick and never failed. This should attract the attention of the general public...
Of course, it was impossible for Ye Fan to really have anything happen to Song Zhenyao in the weeds. The sudden action just now was just for a kiss and had no other meaning. He knew that as long as he turned around, Song Zhenyao would definitely resist.
, it seems that the purpose has really been achieved.
"Uh... uh... no..." Song Zhenyao couldn't form a few words in her mind. Her hand movements became more determined, as if she was really a little angry.
"Don't move, give me a good kiss." Ye Fan stretched out his hand to control the situation.
A certain girl felt relieved. She half-closed her eyes and their tongues intertwined. The two of them seemed to have forgotten everything. Time and space seemed to have stopped. Song Zhenyao moved her tongue greenly. Her technique was indeed very poor.
After a kiss that spanned centuries, Song Zhenyao's heart was filled with excitement. Song Zhenyao's kiss was quite pure, sweet and delicious, and left people with endless aftertaste.
"I...I'm sorry..." Although Ye Fan still had a little bit of meaning in his words, he knew that this was Song Zhenyao's first time, considered her first kiss. This seemed to be quite important for girls. He, who had just entered the palace, had strong feelings for him.
Asking for someone's first kiss is a bit unethical, so don't ask for too much, so as not to offend her.
Song Zhenyao said nothing, glanced at Ye Fan, and then looked at the moon in the sky, as if she was reminiscing, as if...
"Are you...angry?" Ye Fan felt a little uneasy, feeling that he had been too reckless just now for a very conservative woman like Song Zhenyao. The time seemed not ripe yet, so he should take his time.
However, Ye Fan was also in love with himself, and he was asking himself in his heart whether it was lust that was causing trouble or whether he really fell in love with Song Zhenyao.
If I really fell in love with her and it seems that I haven't reached the point of being emotionally moved, it should be lust, and the hazy moonlight is causing trouble. Of course, there is still a little emotion.
"Brother! This is my first time." Song Zhenyao said nothing else and fell silent after missing a sentence.
"I know..." Ye Fan missed three words and turned to look at Zhenyao, "Go back!"
"Yeah!" Song Zhenyao had seen enough and responded, and the two went back on the road. However, Song Zhenyao seemed to be hugging someone tighter, with two firm, not too small, medium-sized breasts pressed tightly.
Sticking on, or even squeezing on Ye Fan's back, allowing someone to enjoy the rare tenderness of this person.
The pace was getting slower and slower, a bit like an old ox pulling a broken cart. However, neither of them said a word, as if they were willing to enjoy everything, the silence of the night, and the baptism of the moonlight. Both of their hearts were very excited at the moment.
Holy.
We were almost there and looked at the somewhat strict provincial party committee family building in Meteor Bay. Ye Fan smiled and said: "Zhenyao, there are probably more than a dozen senior officials here, right?"
"More than that! They are all at the deputy provincial level and above. I heard there are about 50 of them." Song Zhenyao put her warm lips on Brother Zhu's neck and exhaled.
"Fifty, why are there so many? It's impossible. Didn't I hear that there are only thirteen or eleven of the provincial party committee members?" Ye Fan was a little surprised and didn't believe it.
He thought to himself: "There can't be 50 people? Even if we put all the deputy provincial cadres in the province together, we can't even get 50 people!"
"Although there are only 13 members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, there are as many as 10 deputy governors. In total, there are 23. Including the National People's Congress and the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, there are also about ten deputy provincial-level cadres in the two groups.
In fact, those deputy directors and so on are all cadres who originally held important positions in the province and took a back seat, so there are nearly 40 in total.
The mayors and secretaries of Canghai City and Shuizhou City in Nanfu Province are all at the deputy provincial level. Together with some retired deputy provincial cadres, there are about 50 people together." Song Zhenyao
Because his father was an official, he had heard and heard a lot and knew a lot of inside information, which opened Ye Fan's eyes wide and sighed.
The man laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "There are only so many deputy provincial cadres, and I am really nothing, just a shrimp. Alas..." A certain man was a little disappointed.
"What do you think? You still think you are great, don't you? Geez, in front of these senior officials, you can only be regarded as an errand boy. There are at least several thousand deputy division-level cadres in the province. Every day, just wanting to enter Meteor Bay, the queue grows.
The Audis driven by some department-level officials waiting to be received can be lined up hundreds of meters away. Of course, they generally will not look for trouble without permission. So, don’t think that you have become a deputy at such a young age.
The county magistrate thinks he is the best in the world." Song Zhenyao jokingly sounded the alarm to Ye Fan.
"Well! You are right. I am a little arrogant. There is still a long way to go. It seems that we, a country bumpkin from the countryside, have to hug our little girl Zhenyao's thick legs tightly from now on, otherwise
How can this official be promoted, haha..." Ye Fan also joked back and made a joke. (!)