Liu Qingqing smiled, there is no image at all when she smiles, she has been in the bar for so long, and Liu Qingqing who others have seen is only smiling and laughing mechanically, at this time she is undoubtedly subverting her previous image, but Zhang Xiao'e is the only one who has seen this.

Seeing the former laughing, she stood in front of her and smiled, then the smile became awkward, and finally became dull, and she was sure that the paper was taken out of her pocket, but when was the paper there, and who put it, she had no clues, and with her brain that she was admitted to college, she couldn't think that it was the calf who became helpless under her own temptation.

What is written on it? Is it a love letter written by someone else to himself?

After all, since high school, the old man who picks up waste needs to curry favor with himself, in order to take out his schoolbag and throw it into the trash every day after school.

Thinking of this, she reluctantly squeezed out a smile, she had seen all the coquettish love words, gentle confessions, and subtle words, and she was a little curious now, what was written on it that could make this cold woman laugh like this?

"A calf is a calf after all, a little more sophisticated"

Liu Qingqing still couldn't pull her eyes out of the rough paper, although she said so, Liu Feiyang's performance really exceeded her expectations, and it exceeded too much, she held the paper in one hand, picked up the goblet in the other, gently shook the residual liquid inside, and then sent it to her mouth and drank it.

Zhang Xiao'e saw the unfinished expression on Liu Qingqing's face, she would not be stupid enough to bother, since the letter was written to herself by others, she couldn't leave so easily.

Then stand, how many people have been able to stand in this position throughout the ages?

Liu Qingqing put down the wine glass and leaned back, leaning on the sofa, calm like a dormant poisonous snake, her eyes did not blink at a few big characters, what shocked her was Liu Feiyang's pen power through the back of the paper, as long as a normal person would never think that a calf wearing a military coat and not dressed up could write such a big character.

"It seems that he has a lot of secrets that I don't know..."

Zhang Xiao'e could only see her lips lightly opened, but she didn't hear what she said, and she knew that she didn't talk to herself.

She is now more and more curious about what is written on it, and when the page is full, she will talk about a few hundred words, and it will take three or five minutes to read it, how could Liu Qingqing stare at it for ten minutes without smiling?

Could it be better than the most talented boy with glasses I've ever seen?

She didn't understand, and felt more and more that something was abnormal, and began to return to the first question, who put the paper in her pocket?

Although this Longteng bar is mixed, there is no forced buying and selling, and there were two customers who used to rub oil while the wine was strong, and they were also carried and thrown out.

Who touched the ass today?

She couldn't figure it out when she wanted to break her head!

"Go to the stage and help me get a pen and paper"

Liu Qingqing finally spoke, her eyes became wise, she was no longer moved by any emotions, and she faintly found the feeling of uploading notes in class when she was in middle school, and she was a little excited and a little inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Okay," Zhang Xiao'e nodded.

The moment she turned her head, no matter how many doubts she had in her heart, the expression turned decadent on her face, because she didn't want to break her image in the bar yet.

Momentum based on men is like temperament based on women, naturally scattered in the bones, pretending may not be able to pretend. God knows why Liu Qingqing was able to risk the world's disdain to conclude that the calf was still a little imposing, and shifted the focus of his work from the bar to the study of the calf.

When Zhang Xiao'e came up with a pen and paper, Liu Qingqing had already finished reading and put it away, folded it very carefully, and then put it in her bag full of banknotes, she didn't see the letter, and she wouldn't be stupid to pursue it, just treat this matter as a gust of wind, just blowing.

"Sister Qing, pen and paper"

She put it on the coffee table in a proper manner.

Liu Qingqing didn't respond, pulled out the lid of the pen that was still a fresh object, held the pen in her hand, her slender fingers were much stronger than the beauty of this pen, she didn't hesitate, ten big characters on the paper in one go, put down the pen, and carefully folded the paper, only folded it in half, grabbed the edge of the paper and shook it lightly.

"You go to the grocery store and give this to him, and you say it's a love letter you wrote to him"

Her words seemed to be as concise as ever.

"I'm going to give it to him now"

Zhang Xiao'e nodded again and held the letter in her hand, she only had the right to agree, not to ask.

In fact, she was already extremely shocked in her heart, if it seemed that the letter should have been written by the calf, and it was addressed to Liu Qingqing, and now she asked herself to bring the reply back, it means that there was an adulterous affair between the two, and there must be an ulterior motive.

Her whimsical thoughts made her have to guess that her identity was to cover up people's eyes and ears and play a role as a shield for their adultery, as for the problem of the membrane, it may be that she didn't have it herself, and she wanted to compensate Liu Feiyang?

The pace of going to the grocery store was much heavier than just now, and the speed was much slower.

Zhang Xiao'e, who is not a sharp-eyed person, naturally can't see anything different from others from the calf, but this does not prevent her from looking at Liu Feiyang differently, this kind of thing is like a patient and a nurse, a leader and a subordinate, a rich man and a star, all she wants to enjoy is not just the pleasure and ambiguity in bed.

Identity, playing is identity, riding is position!

The daughter-in-law is someone else's good, and the husband is naturally someone else's fragrance, especially this man is still Liu Qingqing's man.

Looking from a distance, I saw Liu Feiyang sitting in the counter through the glass, grinning and smiling stupidly in front of him, now this kind of smile is no longer stupid in Zhang Xiao'e's eyes, but playful, this is the eyes of Jiaolong looking at ants, unconsciously, she seems to be a little addicted, so that the motorcycle on the road squeezed the horn wildly, she reacted and continued to walk forward.

Incense, what a fucking incense.

Cao Wumiao had never eaten such a fragrant meal in his life, sitting on the fire kang, the food entered his mouth and did not chew much, gobbling it up, there were rice grains on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his tongue and licked it, and his face was still reflected with oil.

Aluminum lunch box, rice, shredded potatoes, this is the meal that An Ran sent to Liu Feiyang, and there is also half a bottle of beer next to it, which is left by Zhang Xiao'e.

Cao Wumiao was eating, and scolded Liu Feiyang in his heart, "This little calf is indeed a little stupid, he is hungry for a day and doesn't eat, give me food and beer, if you look at it like this, maybe you will give me your wife in the future, hehehe"

This calf didn't know what Cao Wumiao was thinking, but he could guess that he must have a little contempt for himself in his heart.

He doesn't care, doesn't care at all.

"Squeak..."

The door was opened, and Zhang Xiao'e, who was bare-legged, walked in again, and the aroma almost didn't make the old animal of Cao Wumiao squirt out the rice, and subconsciously sat next to it, blocking the beer.

"Hehe..." Liu Feiyang looked at her and smiled slightly.

When Zhang Xiao'e was on the road, she wanted to open the letter several times to see what was written inside, but she restrained herself, if Liu Qingqing found out that she had no good fruit to eat, now she wanted to get a glimpse from Liu Feiyang, what was contained under the somewhat malnourished sallow skin.

Liu Feiyang was a little embarrassed, and slightly subtly raised his hand and poked his face, a little shy to the point of embarrassment.

"Xiao'e, I want to buy something"

Cao Wumiao asked at the right time.

"No, come and see my husband"

Zhang Xiao'e smiled, didn't take out the letter paper in a hurry, walked two steps to the side and sat on the kang again, the next layer of glass looked like this calf had the momentum of a dragon, and when she got closer, she found that there was nothing at all, ordinary can no longer be ordinary, if it wasn't for a little psychological effect, she would still tease this blushing guy in a light tone like just now.

Sit down and say, "Husband, bring me a bottle of beer"

Cao Wumiao had already put the lunch box aside, and his jaw dropped in shock, what speed is this?

The calf's face turned red again, and with small steps smaller than that of a eunuch, he moved out of the counter, and took out a bottle of beer and handed it to her.

Just like just now, this wooden calf was pulled down on the kang without the slightest defense, he was clinging to the wall, his breathing was still a little short, and it looked like he was going to press Zhang Xiao'e on the kang at any time.

Zhang Xiao'e unconsciously gave birth to a sense of disgust, and she couldn't explain this unexplained feeling.

But this did not prevent her from continuing to try, she wanted to see what kind of virtue the man who could ride on Liu Qingqing was, put the wine aside, stood in front of Liu Feiyang with one hand on his shoulder, and looked at it with hooked eyes, and then, learning from the lead dancer in the bar, began to twist her buttocks, and her movements began to become more daring, holding Liu Feiyang's head with both hands, leaning forward, and burying the big round ball between her two small balls.

Sitting on your lap can still be a seduction, but this is the image of a female cat in heat howling in the middle of the night.

There was a strong man sitting next to him, raising his hand to give himself a mouthful, he didn't want to confirm whether this was true, but scolded why there was no green smoke on his ancestral grave?

It was difficult to breathe, and the calf wanted to raise its hands and struggle, but every time it lifted it, it retracted as if it didn't dare to touch it, and it looked a little funny.

Zhang Xiao'e's movements became more and more farther away, and she became more naked, she held back her strength in her heart, why could Liu Qingqing fall in love with such a man? He is a god, absolutely not!

With a soft body, she lifted one foot and put it on the kang, grabbed Liu Feiyang's still tough body with both hands and borrowed strength, and lifted the other foot up, which belonged to sitting on Liu Feiyang's lap, her two long legs were already coiled around Liu Feiyang's waist like a water snake, and she let out a gentle sigh in her mouth, and then moved her chest away from the latter's face.

A red face.

Lipstick before, nosebleeds this time.

There was a trace of disgust in Zhang Xiao'e's eyes that could not be concealed, but it was fleeting, she knew what her mission was, and she smiled and exhaled hot air.

The heat hit the calf in the face, causing his breathing to become more uneven and his eyes half-closed.

Disgusting, this is Zhang Xiao'e's most pertinent evaluation!

In fact, all her judgments come from the gap, parents hope that their children can score 100 points next time, but they actually fail, and the younger brother hopes that the eldest brother can dominate the rivers and lakes, and he was hacked to death two days after his debut. She also hoped that this calf had a little different qualities from ordinary people, however, there was nothing else except for the silly appearance.

Loss, disappointment, and even resentment.

Why are you the same as ordinary people?

Her hand did not shy away from anyone's downward reach, grasping at a place that no one had touched in twenty years.

Sure enough: men are a bad color.

"Are you comfortable?"

Zhang Xiao'e put it next to Liu Feiyang's ear and asked softly.

"You... Are you sure you want to be my daughter-in-law?" the calf asked tremblingly.

"Yes and what, no, what?" she became more and more interested, just out of self-blame, seducing this man who had a leg with Liu Qingqing, "Between men and women, it's not all about the bed, if you want me, you can do it, who are you, who am I, who is who tonight? Husband... The slave family misses you."

Liu Feiyang swallowed thirstily and said, "According to the rules of our rural hometown, you should have a banquet when you get married, and you can get engaged first, if you really want to, I will ask for leave to take you home tomorrow, and we will have half a banquet, because... I'm not used to living together before we got married."

Listening to this weak tone, there is indeed a bit of sincerity.

But when these words heard Zhang Xiao'e's ears, they made her even more disgusting, there was no characteristic, stupid, maybe Liu Qingqing was confused for a while, or she wanted to find a male pet to pursue excitement.

Thinking of male pets, Zhang Xiao'e became a little irritable.

She is a rightsist, but not a feminist, on the contrary, she admires male power, and the man she is looking for must be the kind of man who is high up and can conquer her, and she takes the initiative to surrender.

Finding a calf is obviously not.

opened his mouth to bite Liu Feiyang's ear, and said softly, "Let's try to love before marriage, and love while doing it... Huh"

After speaking, he wrapped a bite on his face, took out Liu Qingqing's letter from his pocket and said, "This is a love letter I wrote to you, I want to read it secretly, it's a little secret between the two of us, I'll go first, I still need work over there, husband, I'll wait for you at any time..."

This time, he really got off Liu Feiyang's lap, and he walked with an avant-garde flying kiss.

For Cao Wumiao, listening to sound is a way to enjoy life, but it must not be used as an imported small blue film, Zhang Xiao'e's series of actions just now actually woke up the part that he had been sleeping for many years, which really had a magical effect, so that he was still in shock.

Fuck, what's so good about this calf?

Liu Feiyang's body temperature has not subsided, he is really hot, not pretending, it is undeniable that Zhang Xiao'e is much wilder than An Ran in terms of behavior, the world is different, and in terms of temperament, he is much more intimate than Liu Qingqing, that is, he can play profane.

He stood up embarrassedly, raised his hand to wipe his nosebleed, and Zhang Xiao'e, who was still a little embarrassed, had a large wet piece on his chest.

Sitting back on the bench in the counter with a resentful gaze, he opened the letter and saw that it was written.

You, with a tiger in your heart, I, sniff the roses.