Yumu is beautiful in whatever she wears, and there is no objection to that. This red tracksuit is worn on her, and it is a beautiful mess. Along the way, I was quietly watching, and she was a little embarrassed to see it, and asked me Xingshi: "What are you watching, what is there to see?"

I smiled and said, "Look at the beautiful women." It's beautiful!"

Yumeng asked rhetorically: "Do you mean that the clothes are beautiful, or the people are beautiful?"

I said, "People are beautiful. The clothes are not very beautiful, but they look beautiful against the backdrop of people. ”

Master Mengxing asked: "You are a poor mouth!

I said, "Absolutely true!"

Indeed, it is said that it is in the eyes of the lover, and I think that in the eyes of the enemy, she is also the Shih Tzu. Her beauty has surpassed the limit.

We went directly to the Yellow River beach area, the river breeze blowing, and the familiar Yellow River reminded me of many scenes from the past. When we were children, this was a place we frequented, catching fish, playing with mud, full of childlike fun. And the most memorable thing is, of course, the good time I spent here with Yumu last year. It was a picture worth remembering forever.

The river breeze blew Yuyume's hair lightly, and a slight ripple and smile spread across her face.

The frozen Yellow River has a unique and tranquil beauty. The grandeur of the Mother River is in stark contrast to the quiet elegance it is today. It's like the difference between a strict father and a loving mother.

We took our hands down the dam and sat quietly on the stones. Yumeng chewed a bubble gum, and his eyes were full of longing.

I took a cigarette in my mouth and said, "It's a good place to practice everywhere. On the other side of the pavilion, there is also on the dry beach. ”

Yumeng seemed to remember something, and said with a grin: "Do you remember the first time I came here to play last year? ”

I took her to the army: "You are embarrassed to say! You almost fell into it! The sand of the Yellow River can eat people." ”

Yumeng smiled embarrassedly: "Well, this girl has a deep understanding! It's strange to say, obviously it looks like a very dry place, and she can step on the water with her feet constantly." The body is still sinking. The world is full of wonders!"

I deliberately teased her, "Try it again?"

Yumeng looked at me indignantly: "It's so cold, how can you try? It's going to freeze!"

I pinched my nose and smirked, "With me, you won't be cold." ”

Taking advantage of the opportunity to be moved by the dream, I took her shoulders and felt the breath that flowed from her.

It's a pleasant feeling.

Yumeng suddenly stood up and said, "Okay, let's choose a place." From today onwards, this girl will be your coach. I'm going to train you to become a world-class master, defeat Kesef, and win the championship!"

I looked at her with a wicked smile and asked, "Just you?"

Yumu glared at me: "What, no?"

I shook my head, "No." But you can be my spiritual coach. ”

Yu Yumeng was puzzled: "Spiritual coach? ”

For example, I said, "For example, when I am tired, you should take the initiative to wipe my sweat and beat my back, and when I am not passionate, you should take the initiative to encourage me and support me with practical actions!"

You Meng shook his head again and again: "Is that still a coach? Obviously, she has become your nanny! For example, if you don't work hard, this girl will commit domestic violence against you!" Yumeng bluffed his waist, it was really like that.

I smiled wryly, "Violence doesn't work for me! I need another way to encourage me!"

Yumeng tilted his pretty little head and asked, "In what way?"

I flicked the cigarette butt out of my hand and said, "For example, it's like this!" I bowed forward and quickly kissed Yumu on the cheek.

Yumeng's face flushed, rubbed his cheeks with his hand, and glared at me: "Hooligans!"

I smiled indifferently, took Yumeng's hand, and walked towards a small pavilion on the flood control dam. There is a new beautiful small square here, with flowers, trees and holly, and the square floor tiles reveal a classical beauty.

Finding a spacious corner and stopping, I let go of Yume's hand and moved my body in a pose.

Yumeng did a gymnastics-style body warm-up, and her light demeanor made people feel that no matter what she posed, she was so graceful.

I was just about to get proficient in two sets of punches, when my phone rang suddenly.

It's an unfamiliar number!

After connecting, a loud male voice came from there: Yes, it's Secretary Zhao, right?

I replied, "yes, who are you?"

They didn't answer me, but preconceived: I'm in your house. I want to meet you.

I frowned and asked, "You haven't told me who you are."

They still avoided my questioning: Wait for me, I'll go to you right away!

I was about to speak again when I hung up.

I feel a little baffled!

Not long after, a Passat suddenly stopped at the dam.

A man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car, carrying the collar of the suit in both hands, and walked confidently and proudly towards this side.

Yumeng frowned slightly: "He's the one who called?"

I nodded, "Quite possibly!"

The confident man stood in front of us, smiled very proudly, and looked at me with a condescending look: "You, you are Zhao Long?"

I looked him up and down a few times, and I felt that he was about thirty years old, about the same height as me, not handsome, with well-groomed hair, a well-styled hairstyle, and a fair and natural face. I took a puff of my cigarette and asked, "We, each other?"

The confident man shook his head slightly, and the afterglow of his eyes froze on Yumeng for half a second, but then hurriedly retracted. This subtle little action made me peek into his psychology at once, he must be a self-confident and lofty person, and his beautiful dream made his eyes shine, but he did not show this feeling of beauty on his face, but was busy covering it up. Therefore, it can be basically determined that he is an old Jianghu. This kind of person is extremely good at hiding himself from others from easily peeping into his heart. Moreover, on the phone just now, he never said who he was. According to the normal principle of interpersonal communication, he should have reported himself to his home first when he called, but he did not. I pressed again and again, but he hung up the phone very rudely.

His chest was high.

The man smiled indifferently, and pulled out the open suit buttons with both hands, and at the same time his neck also contracted slightly, and a special brilliance bloomed in his eyes: "I don't know." But it's not too late to get to know each other. ”

He skillfully took out a delicate metal cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, and handed it over: "Change one?"

I shook my head: "I don't like to smoke strangers." You made that phone call just now?"

The man didn't let it go again, but put the cigarette in his mouth, took out a high-end windproof lighter from his pocket and lit it, and spit out the smoke ring in a chic way before saying, "Yes." Something, looking for you. ”

Yumeng suddenly stopped chewing bubble gum and asked the man Xingshi, "You haven't told us who you are." ”

The man still smiled faintly and flicked the lighter twice in front of him: "You'll know! The boss wants to see you. ”

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Boss?"

I asked, "What does he want to see me for?"

The man said: "Well, the boss didn't reveal it." ”

And I asked, "How did you find me? And how do you know my phone number?"

The man smiled mysteriously: "Well, this is a special channel." I've answered everything I should answer, you can go with me to the boss now, right?"

You Meng snorted coldly: "What did you answer? We don't even know who you are, why should we go with you?"

Only then did the man look at You Meng squarely, and said with a smile: "My name is Zhang Hongbing, and I am the person next to the boss." The specific duties will not be repeated. Now, can you come with me?"

He was strong, as if it seemed to him that we had no reason to reject him.

But he was wrong!

So I said, "I'm really sorry, Secretary Zhang", and I felt a little embarrassed. Because it reminds me of Zhang Dengqiang.