Chapter 022 Ambiguity Begins Without Knowing Why (5)
Song Xiu'e looked at Zhao Pufang. The two looked at each other, their eyes met their eyes, their noses were close to their noses, and their mouths kissed.
Zhao Pufang pressed Song Xiu'e against the wall, kissed and sucked on her face and neck, reached out his hand from Song Xiu'e's tights, grabbed her breasts hard, and pulled her clothes apart.
He stood up, revealing his white and upturned breasts and two red spots, so he moved his whole face towards it, constantly cruising between those two spots and the deep ridge. His hands also groped down and rubbed into the waistband of his trousers.
As soon as I felt the softness, I touched the dense foliage and a large area of vagina.
Song Xiu'e gritted her teeth hard, trying not to make a sound. She closed her eyes and felt that her heart was about to be sucked out of her chest by Zhao Pufang. She wanted to scream but before she could make a sound, his lips were ruthlessly touching her mouth.
The land was occupied.
Song Xiu'e half-opened her eyes, squinting at the young man who was close at hand. The turbulent emotions in her heart were uncontrollable. She grabbed his short hair, and her short manicured nails seemed to be inserted into his head.
The corridor outside the door was full of people again, and there were people renting rooms. They both let out a long breath, suddenly calmed down, stopped their movements, and gasped, each looking like a bird.
Dogs fighting for bones.
Zhao Pufang kissed Song Xiu'e's red lips gently, stood up straight, stretched out his hand and slowly pulled Song Xiu'e's tights off her chest, covering everything about her plumpness, and then squatted down to cover her breasts.
After arranging the belt, he picked up Song Xiu'e's coat from the ground, put it on her body, and then looked at this somewhat coquettish woman quietly.
Song Xiu'e looked at the red-faced Zhao Pufang and smiled softly. Suddenly she felt that this boy, the mayor, was very considerate and a little cute.
After a moment of silence, Song Xiu'e said: "Then...see you tomorrow."
The same words were repeated by the two many times. Song Xiu'e knew that if she didn't leave, she might not be able to get out of this room tonight. She took a deep breath and finally turned the handle on her way out.
Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something and said softly: "Wu Mantian's uncle is Deputy Secretary Wu of the county party committee."
Song Xiu'e smiled gracefully in front of the door and left.
Zhao Pufang looked at the closed door, as if he wanted to study the texture of the door and the growth rings of the wood, and then finally threw himself on the bed.
Zhao Pufang still woke up at 6:30 in the morning the next day. He put his feet on the bed, put his hands on the floor and did more than 20 push-ups. He also did a few sit-ups, poured a glass of boiled water, and then arrived.
I took a shower in the bathroom and checked that it was still early, so I continued the work interrupted by Song Xiu'e last night and continued practicing calligraphy.
At eight o'clock, Zhao Pufang packed up all his things, went out and came to the door of Song Xiu'e's room. He hesitated for a moment, but before knocking on the door, the door opened. Song Xiu'e stood in the door, neatly dressed, looking very dignified.
Both of them felt that they had a tacit understanding with each other, smiled and said, "Let's eat."
Zhao Pufang went to call Master Zheng, but he had already eaten with Sun Liuwa and was about to go downstairs to clean the car. When the three of them arrived in the corridor, Zhao Pufang's cell phone rang. After the call was connected, Jia Chunling's voice came over: "8:30
See you in front of the Public Security Bureau."
For breakfast, they both ordered a cup of milk. Zhao Pufang ate two pancakes, and Song Xiu'e ordered a bun. However, Song Xiu'e didn't finish her milk. When no one was paying attention, she dropped her half cup of milk and Zhao Pufang's empty cup.
One by one, they wiped their mouths with a tissue as if nothing had happened.
When she finished packing her things and was about to leave, she saw that the two glasses on the table were empty.
When Jia Chunling met Zhao Pufang, she said: "Yesterday, I had to walk very thin to carry out my mission."
Zhao Pufang didn't know why he wanted to joke with this little girl who didn't seem to have any intentions today, so he said, "Then, do you want the mayor to show you?"
When Jia Chunling heard this, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hands. She thought for a long time but said nothing.
Liu Yang was in a meeting. Zhao Pufang, Song Xiu'e, and Jia Chunling waited for more than ten minutes before they got to him.
Sun Liuwa instinctively showed a reserved look when she saw Liu Yang in police uniform. Liu Yang asked him a few questions, then asked him to sign some words. After going through the procedure, he nodded to Zhao Pufang, and Master Zheng took the lead.
As Sun Liuwa waited in the car outside, Jia Chunling said she didn't want to stay here and followed her out.
Liu Yang brought Zhao Pufang and others to the detention room. The haggard and unkempt faces behind the iron fence made people look at him from the side. Zhao Pufang tried his best to behave calmly, because in his previous "begging" career, although he had no
I have stayed in this place, but I have visited countless similar places.
Zhao Pufang thought Wu Zishun was a fat man, but to his surprise, Wu Zishun was as thin and tall as Wu Mantian, but his face did not have the same horse face as Wu Mantian, and he looked more pleasing to the eye.
Wu Zishun did not express much gratitude for Zhao Pufang's arrival, but he did smile and greet Song Xiu'e who was standing next to him. In addition to thanking Song Xiu'e, the other three family planning office staff members all remained silent to Zhao Pufang. After all, in their
In my eyes, the township chief is the township chief, even if the township chief is just a deputy, and he is also young and makes people jealous.
After thanking Liu Yang, several people hesitated about the arrangements for returning.
Sun Liuwa didn't want to ride with Wu Zishun and others, and Jia Chunling didn't want to be with Wu Zishun. Song Xiu'e said calmly: "Let Director Wu and others leave first. Let's go to the hospital and take back the body of Sun Liuwa's wife."
Song Xiu'e's arrangements were in place. Wu Zishun and others drove away, and Zhao Pufang and others hardly asked whether they had eaten in the morning. He had not been respected by Wu Zishun and others in the past, and in the future, Zhao Pufang would not care whether these people respected him or not.
I just don’t know what will be waiting for Wu Zishun and the others after they return to Wenshui Township.
There are people at the hospital who specialize in transporting corpses, which is different from the funeral parlor. Zhao Pufang doesn't care how much money the other party charges. Song Xiu'e's idea is the same as Zhao Pufang's. As long as things go well, they can return to Wenshui Township as soon as possible and come down.
It's not something you and I should consider.
Sun Liuwa sat in the car transporting his wife's body. His face was exhausted and he could not see any inner thoughts. Zhao Pufang asked Master Zheng to drive the car and follow Sun Liuwa in front, asking him not to overtake or lose him.
Zhao Pufang was still sitting in front, listening to Jia Chunling report the account to herself: "I bought a pair of leather shoes for Ma Feijuan's father for more than 700 yuan, and bought a shirt for Liu Yang for 400 yuan, and then it was gone."
"Um?"
Zhao Pufang was surprised that Jia Chunling didn't buy anything for Ma Feijuan. Jia Chunling smiled: "Township chief, don't you understand? The police chief is also a human being, and his daughter should be filial. Seven hundred yuan is really not much, and her boyfriend needs to be loved.
, the shirt belongs to Youngor, as for myself, I am upright and upright, and the two of them are sweet, which is more important than anything else."
Zhao Pufang sometimes really couldn't understand a girl's inner thoughts. He thought about the somewhat rigid and unruly Ma Feijuan, but she really had the potential to be a good wife and loving mother.
