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The plum garden is not the same as the golden splendor. 【Text debut】Jinbi Brilliant is mainly engaged in catering and bathing, while Meiyuan also operates the catering industry, but does not operate bathing.

The side business of Plum Garden is accommodation, which is more like an ecological park in comparison. From a distance, you can see the green branches and green leaves, small bridges and flowing water, dotted with a few plum trees, just from the style, it is more elegant.

When I got closer, I saw a group of antique buildings with red bricks and green tiles. It is mainly built in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and occasionally there is a general layout of a small farmhouse.

It is said that the backstage boss of Meiyuan was originally a professor in the Chinese Department of Dongjiang Education College, but later abandoned literature to engage in business and prepared for the construction of this ancient Meiyuan complex that was extremely beloved by literati and rioters in Dongjiang City.

The famous Dongjiang Poetry Society was established in the Plum Garden, which virtually raised the cultural taste of the Plum Garden by more than one grade.

When Xiao Xiaotian arrived at the Plum Garden, it was already the beginning of the lanterns. There is no parking lot inside the Plum Garden, and there are no other power facilities except for fluorescent lights for lighting. Xiao Xiaotian had no choice but to park his car in a nearby parking lot and walk forward.

I made a call to Yi Ming, but I unexpectedly heard a prompt tone: The other user has turned off the phone, please dial again later.

Xiao Xiaotian was full of doubts, not knowing what the hell this Yi Ming was doing.

Walking into the hall, a girl with a pretty delicate appearance came to the service desk, wearing a fiery red cheongsam, two slender legs exposed, and a number plate pinned to the cheongsam, indicating that this was waiter No. 9527.

Xiao Xiaotian indicated his intention to come, and he had already made an appointment, and he was in the No. 037 private room.

The three numbers of 037 are Yi Ming's favorite, and they are also the last three digits of her mobile phone number.

The front desk lady No. 9527 inquired and asked Xiao Xiaotian's name, and suddenly covered her mouth mysteriously and chuckled twice, and went straight to the front to guide. Skirting a rockery with a fountain, a few goldfish swim leisurely in the pool.

"Ahh......h

Suddenly, a wolf-like sound startled Xiao Xiaotian, and before he could come back to his senses, another wolf howl followed: "Ah, on a moonless night, dress the stars into lamb skewers......"

Xiao Xiaotian said secretly, where did the neuropathy come from here!

The front desk lady saw Xiao Xiaotian's confusion and said, "Sir, please come here." Just now it was a poetry recitation activity in the Dongjiang City Society, if you are interested, you can join them at a convenient time, Meiyuan for the members of the Dongjiang City Society, there is a 75% discount!"

Xiao Xiaotian nodded, well, this kind of wolf-like poetry recitation, small convenience cannot be added, and convenience has to wait for big convenience. The screams of this poet in this life have a refreshing feeling of not being able to poop for many days and suddenly smooth, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary normal people.

The light ahead is getting dimmer and dimmer, and a faint fragrance of plum blossoms comes to my nose. Sure enough, the society is developed and the cause is progressing, and even the poet Yaxing, who walks in the snow to find plum blossoms on weekdays, can now deeply appreciate it in September.

Private room No. 037 is located in the middle of two plum trees, a thatched hut almost made of thatch, and a small sign is hung on the thatch, which reads: No. 037, Meiyuan Ecological District.

On one side of the thatched hut hangs a couplet, with a large thick ink in wild grass font, quite a bit of Huaisu drunken feeling.

"There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy. ”

As everyone knows, in modern society, no one wants to build tens of millions of mansions, everyone would rather go to the countryside to build a thatched hut of their own, of course, the construction cost of thatched huts is only a lot more than that of Guangsha.

The door of the thatched hut was ajar, and Xiao Xiaotian almost had the pleasure of being a thief stealing jade and incense.

The front desk lady bowed and retreated, and Xiao Xiaotian pushed the door in.

There are no modern photovoltaic facilities in the hut, and the red candles as thick as children's arms suddenly emit black smoke formed by burning.

A woman's voice came faintly: "The flower path has not been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is ......now open for you."

The original poem and verse with a lot of meaning has been given a taste of almost color with the changes of the years.

Spit out from a girl's mouth is even more reverie.

Xiao Xiaotian was scorched by this poem and was tender on the inside, what is this girl crazy about today? A girl under the age of twenty "opens the door", isn't this a teacher who clearly seduces herself? Recalling the scene when the two fell into the water, not to mention, this Yiming does indeed have some capital to be proud of, the big place is big, the small place is small, Xiao Xiaotian thinks that he is not a righteous gentleman, but in this environment today, he doesn't know why, there is an indescribable feeling of bewitching.

It seems that he is Tang Sanzang who fell into the Pansi Cave, and between the light veils, there is a feeling of a female goblin inside.

"Come on, come on!" Yi Ming stretched out her slender fingers, gently hooked Xiao Xiaotian, and then blew out the red candle with a "plop".

Inside the hut, it was suddenly pitch black.

That voice was definitely Yi Ming's, but the tone of his voice and what he was doing at the moment made Xiao Xiaotian very incomprehensible.

It is not Xiao Xiaotian's nature to touch the dark, even if this woman is very attractive.

Mutual affection is the root of the circle.

Xiao Xiaotian thinks that he is not a righteous gentleman, but the villain is good and takes it in a good way. Such an unclear situation is something that Xiao Xiaotian can't accept no matter what.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Xiaotian asked suspiciously, and suddenly heard a clangling sound behind him, and the anti-theft door disguised as a chai door closed instantly, followed by a fiery ** body pounced into Xiao Xiaotian's arms.

The feeling of warm jade and warm fragrance is not something that everyone can enjoy.

Xiao Xiaotian subconsciously hugged the jade man in his arms tightly to prevent himself from falling to the ground. Within reach was Yi Ming's body, Xiao Xiaotian suddenly felt a hot nose, and a warm liquid flowed down involuntarily.

Yi Ming's body kept writhing in Xiao Xiaotian's arms, and her nasal voice made a snorting sound. A pair of weak and boneless palms kept groping up and down, Xiao Xiaotian was scratched by her and itched, and a wave of heat rose to the sky.

Pop! Yi Ming's palm grabbed Xiao Xiaotian's belt, and he kept tearing. The snort was sprayed on Xiao Xiaotian's face, and Xiao Xiaotian had an illusion that he could barely hold it.

The belt had been torn open by Yi Ming's indiscriminate tearing, and Xiao Xiaotian's pants fell to the ground.

Xiao Xiaotian struggled inwardly. Although we are not Megumi Yanagishita, we ...... Still......

Another voice cried out, "But what! It's time to raise a gun and leap on a horse!"

I really can't help it! Xiao Xiaotian grabbed Yi Ming's face and began to search for her red lips.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiaotian only felt a cold and sticky thing in the palm of his hand, staining the entire palm.

Xiao Xiaotian's intuition told himself, Yi Ming, she was crying!

"Have me, I'm your ......"

Yi Ming's voice was a little choked.

liking Brother Xiao does not mean that under specific environmental factors, he will voluntarily dedicate himself to cleaning up.

Voluntary giving, and reluctant giving, are two different concepts.

This point, when the father and the elder brother knelt in front of him, were already confused, and the distinction was not so clear.

Yi Ming felt her heart bleed, but there was something she had to do.

Thinking of this, Yi Ming's actions became even more crazy.

"No!" Xiao Xiaotian held Yi Ming's shoulder, which was constantly twitching up and down: "I want to know, what is this for!"

"You don't need to know, do you?"

"No!" Xiao Xiaotian replied affirmatively: "If it continues, don't blame me for using coercive measures!"

"Turns out, hello this bite. I don't care, role-playing, Qiangbao Abuse Belt (Divine Beast River Crab!), anything can be cooperated!" Yi Ming obviously misunderstood what Xiao Xiaotian meant.

"Phew!" Xiao Xiaotian shouted, his mind was sober for a moment, and he hurriedly reached out in his trouser pocket to grab the few life-saving magic weapons he carried with him, silver needles!

Xiao Xiaotian couldn't help but be taken aback when he touched it! Just now, due to Yi Ming's tearing and his own distraction, his pants have fallen to the ground!

Without the silver needle by his side, Xiao Xiaotian suddenly felt as if he had lost an arm.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?" Yi Ming's temptation continued.

……

"In this way, will she be cruel to Yi Ming? she is your sister after all!" Ban Ki heard in a hoarse and old voice. If Bai Bai Pan's liquid assets were trapped and made him age by five years overnight, then the matter discussed with Yi Ming this time really made him age by more than ten years in an instant.

No father wants to see his daughter do such a thing.

No matter how tiger-like he is, he can't.

Ban Ki-wen almost pulled his two mouths, how could he believe his son's slander and do such an outrageous thing to his daughter?

In retrospect, I really didn't as good as a beast.

Pan Yansen said numbly: "We are already at the end of our rope and have no way out! Now, there is only one way to go! Dad, you don't want to have this kind of woman's kindness anymore! Sister, she is voluntary, isn't she?"

"Voluntary...... ...... voluntarily" Ban Ki muttered to himself, these two simple words, he really can't be sure whether it's real or not.

"We, after all, are too selfish. Ban Ki-wen buried his head in the mountains of papers, and a cloudy yellow teardrop fell on the file.

Pan Yansen said: "I'd rather bear the people of the world than the people of the world bear me!" Hahahaha, hahaha." ”

"You've changed, you've become scared!" Ban Ki Wen's eyes were blank, as if he had lost most of his soul.

"My sister has already decided, she has already left Sanlu City and returned to Dongjiang, Dad, don't you regret it, did you come too late!" Pan Yansen gritted his teeth, as if he was going to eat Xiao Xiaotian's flesh and skin.

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