As soon as Zhang Baoxiu got off the plane that day, he sent a text message to the old hooligan, saying that he had gotten off and that we would meet in the afternoon. The old rascal immediately felt itchy, thinking, since Fei'er didn't go home for the funeral, then Lao Tzu asked Sister Baoxiu to give her a morning meal, and there would be no problem at all, anyway, Sister Baoxiu was destined to be Lao Tzu's concubine. So he replied, don't you have work clothes? Can you come out in work clothes?

Zhang Baoxiu's face flushed, and said, yes, but you can't go out with a hat, and you don't want your hair to be so regular. The old rascal said busily, you can, just put your hair on, I like the way you look in uniform, I will wait for you near your civil aviation hotel in a moment, and call me when the time comes.

After the text message was sent, the old rascal was itching, and hurriedly drove to the vicinity of the Civil Aviation Hotel to wait, but this wait, waited for him for more than an hour, and depressedly sent Zhang Baoxiu a text message Why there was no news, and finally I realized that Sister Baoxiu gave him a text message as soon as he got off the plane, and the airport would be an hour away from the city.

But when he waited, the old rascal's heart became even more urgent.

Zhang Baoxiu returned to the Civil Aviation Hotel, put away his things, pondered for a while, went to the water room to take a quick bath and wash up, so that he felt fresher, and then put on his uniform, carried a small bag, and went out.

She knew that something was going to happen, and her heart was pounding;

"Yifan, I'm out, where are you?" she asked on the phone.

But she didn't notice that dozens of meters behind her, Wu Yuqing was looking at her coldly, and said softly: "Okay, you are a Zhang Baoxiu, who usually pretends to be very innocent and innocent, rob me, hmph, you wait and see!"

"Sister Baoxiu, turn left after you come out, and you will see my car after walking about 200 meters, hehe, don't I want you to be found by your colleagues?"

After hearing this, Zhang Baoxiu also felt that his reason was very good, so he walked according to the route he provided.

The old hooligan saw Zhang Baoxiu in a uniform and high heels in the car, twisting *** over;

He quickly opened the window, shook his hand at her, then rolled it back up and sat down in the back seat.

Seeing Zhang Baoxiu walking to the car, he hurriedly opened the car door;

"Come on in!" and reached out and pulled her in.

didn't wait for her to react, quickly hugged her and kissed her frantically.

Even if Zhang Baoxiu was already concerned about him, he was frightened and struggled to whine.

found that the small mouth had been occupied, the teeth were licked open, and the little clove was also sucked out, and suddenly, the body softened, and began to respond fiercely.

The feeling of cheating is really different, too excited, too excited, what, cheating, fart, Sister Baoxiu is Lao Tzu's wife, kissing his wife is called cheating?

At this moment, the old rascal discovered that the reason why men like to cheat is because women are different. The reason why women also steal is because they have also tasted different men.

The old rascal tasted something different.

After separation;

Zhang Baoxiu's little face was red, but the heart she had been hanging on finally fell, and her sense of happiness became solid.

"Hey, Sister Baoxiu!" the old rascal pinched her little face with a little baby fat, and found that it was extremely tender, and it was white and red at this time.

Zhang Baoxiu lowered his head and said softly: "Yifan, do you love me?"

Damn, why did you ask this sentence so early?

The old rascal really felt that he couldn't 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 rascal's words also made her feel more steady, so she hugged his back tightly.

The old rascal found that her body was convex and backward under the backdrop of the flight attendant's uniform, graceful, and stretched out one hand to her chest and grasped it.

Zhang Baoxiu hurriedly buried his little face on his shoulder and exhaled.

So, the old rascal closed his eyes and enjoyed the different feeling from Yang Fei'er. He wanted to reach into his clothes, but he held back, feeling that this should be given to Fei'er for the first time.

"Sister Baoxiu, can you help me?" The old rascal 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, and he looked up and said with concern.

The old rascal pointed underneath.

Zhang Baoxiu glanced at it, suddenly let out an "ah" and covered his little face.

"Help me, Sister Baoxiu!" the old rascal said shamelessly, he felt that he couldn't use force, if she really didn't want to, he would go to Sister Zixuan, damn, of course she wouldn't be even more willing;

"I'm afraid!" Zhang Baoxiu said softly.

It seemed that she had misunderstood what she meant, and the old rascal hurriedly said: "Don't, don't want you to be like that, then we'll talk about it later, step by step, you use other methods now, okay, please, Sister Baoxiu!"

With the old rascal's 30 years of experience, he knew that she was easier to get used to, so he simply loosened his trouser belt, and his trousers fell straight down, revealing a large ball of panties.

A pillar of optimus!

Zhang Baoxiu was so ashamed that his chest kept rising and falling, and he kept panting.

"Sister Baoxiu, help me!" the old rascal said, then grabbed her little hand and pressed it directly.

Although it doesn't feel as strong as Fei'er's, it's terrible.

Zhang Baoxiu's nature makes her not as reserved as Yang Fei'er, 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.

After that, only God knows, the old rascal knows, and Zhang Baoxiu knows.

Zhang Baoxiu's mood was to occasionally raise his head and show a sweet smile to the old rascal.

"Whew!" the old rascal's blood finally surged in an instant.

"Sister Baoxiu, don't, don't spit it out!" the old rascal looked at her and smiled sweetly with shame.

Zhang Baoxiu was also emotional enough, his throat moved slowly, and finally he smiled and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the old rascal couldn't help but go to her ear, and after a while, he found a thin layer of fluff, and he exhaled softly, grandma's, Lao Tzu hit the luck again!

So, he gently pulled Zhang Baoxiu up and said softly: "Don't worry, you will be my person for the rest of your life!"

The old rascal gently hugged her, thinking of something, so he climbed to the front row, took out a few bottles of pure water in the storage box, handed them to Zhang Baoxiu, and said, "Open the door and rinse it!"

Zhang Baoxiu was thinking like this at the moment, and found that the old rascal had guessed her thoughts, so she smiled sweetly at the door on the side of the road, opened it, and then looked at both ends to see that no one was coming, so she began to drink water and spit it out.

A bottle of water ran out before she sat back in.

There was silence again, the two snuggled together, and the old rascal said, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry!" Zhang Baoxiu smiled sweetly.

The desire was almost released, and the old rascal felt that he should take her shopping or something, after all, women like this, and just after doing this, the old rascal felt that he wanted to make up for her, but when he asked, "Sister Baoxiu, what do you want to do now?" and listened to her:

"Yifan, I want to go to where you live, and I'll cook Sichuan food for you at night!"

What a good girl, at this time, I am thinking about Lao Tzu, not saying that I want to buy a few clothes, you can go with me, damn, this must cost Lao Tzu. Although Lao Tzu is not short of money for a few clothes now, and he is also interested in helping you buy them, I always feel that I don't feel comfortable cooking for Lao Tzu.

This is Zhang Baoxiu's cleverness, Zhang Baoxiu can think that the old rascal is the golden beetle son-in-law from the beginning, even if he hears him say that he has a girlfriend, he persistently texts, and as soon as she gets in the car today, she will do whatever she wants, and finally flattering her to cook for the old rascal. Is this what a stupid girl does? Do you really think that you will love the old rascal to death after only seeing each other once, of course not! Everything Zhang Baoxiu does is working hard for her own happiness.

What is happiness? Sometimes happiness depends on the second half of life, what is dependence? It's a bit vulgar to say, but fortunately, everyone's eyes light up when they see that thing, even a 5-year-old child.

Of course, the old rascal would not take Zhang Baoxiu back to his and Yang Da Beauty's nest, so he said, "Sister Baoxiu, I'll take you shopping!"

So the two went shopping, but the old rascal thought about it and would never take her to the place near the Bell Tower Hotel, in case Sister Zixuan knew, it would be over. So he led her to another commercial street in Xijing, which was far less prosperous than a few years later, but this was also seen by the old rascal from the perspective of nine years later, for Zhang Baoxiu at this time, this street was a street suitable for shopping.

The smart Zhang Baoxiu didn't want to buy clothes, she even offered to give the old rascal a wallet, and the old rascal was suddenly startled, isn't this asking for Lao Tzu's life? Do I dare to take it out in front of Fei'er? As for what trouser belt, don't give it, Fei'er can see it at a glance. There is no need for a tie, Lao Tzu never wears a tie. Zhang Baoxiu insisted on sending it, and the old rascal said, okay, you can give me a pair of socks. Suddenly, Zhang Baoxiu covered his mouth and laughed.

Of course, Zhang Baoxiu would not give him socks, but because the two already had that kind of relationship that was not complete, but was already very special, Zhang Baoxiu played a little temper and said, you must accept one of my thoughts, otherwise, otherwise, I will cry.

Of course, the old rascal thought that Zhang Baoxiu might not necessarily cry, but the girl had already said it to this point, so he said: "Sister Baoxiu, let's do it, you must send it, give me a cigarette!"

"I don't!" Zhang Baoxiu said coquettishly: "I don't give you cigarettes, it's not good to smoke!"

In fact, what she wants to say is that the cigarette is gone, and I want to give you something, always take it with you, and you will think of me when you see it.

Suddenly, Zhang Baoxiu said happily: "I know, what I'm going to give you!" After speaking, without telling the old rascal, he pulled him forward, came to a high-end supplies store, looked left and right, and was finally discovered by her, so he pulled the old rascal and said to the salesman: "I want this zippo lighter." ”

The old rascal relied on a sentence in his heart, you really know how to choose, in fact, according to Lao Tzu's current thoughts, Lao Tzu is more inclined to buy a lighter for Lao Tzu, or Sister Zixuan.

But now, the old rascal can't bear to let her lose any more temper.

"I'll choose for myself!" said the old rascal.

In the end, I chose a style that looks more capable and simple, and the salesperson wanted to wrap it up, and the old rascal said, what kind of bag, use it directly! After speaking, he also threw his plastic lighter directly to the counter and gave it to you.

Who knows, Zhang Baoxiu is even happier.

The smart Zhang Baoxiu insisted on paying for this more than 200 zippo lighter.

Since Sister Baoxiu's heart has been paid, the old rascal can't get by if he doesn't pay something, what? He has paid, he has paid in the car, damn, people who have this kind of thinking should really be despised.

Zhang Baoxiu doesn't want clothes, shoes, or scarves. Of course, you can't buy rings, and you can't buy anything that Fei'er hasn't bought, and in the end, I bought a bottle of perfume for more than 3,000 yuan for Zhang Baoxiu. If you buy it again, the smart Zhang Baoxiu won't want to live or die.

(Two more, collect, all the gods and horses, come on!!)