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"Whose little brother is this, how did he be so handsome, so that the slave family couldn't help but be happy. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Song Ling stepped on small steps, spoke in the kind of snorting voice unique to Haishi women, and walked behind Zhao Chunliang.

"Aunt Song." Zhao Chunliang hurriedly stood up and said hello.

"Little brother, the slave family has called you little aunt, why are you so rude, you actually call people so old." Song Ling held Zhao Chunliang with one aggrieved hand, put the other hand under her eyelid, and gently wiped the unwarranted tears.

"Uh." Zhao Chunliang looked at Tang Wu a little helplessly, and found that Tang Wu was gone.

"Sister Song." Zhao Chunliang changed his words.

"You... How can you not call the slave a sister? Song Ling said pitifully, "The slave family heard that the little brother came to the slave family's house, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. ”

"Sister Song, can we be serious." Zhao Chunliang said helplessly, "When you first saw me, didn't you always say that you were a young lady, why did you let me call you sister again." ”

"Slave, is there one?" Song Ling leaned her face to a place less than five centimeters in front of Zhao Chunliang, stared at Zhao Chunliang, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Little brother, how do you feel that you are exactly the same as back then." ”

"I encountered some things, changed a little bit, and became younger." Zhao Chunliang sneered.

"What is it that can bring you back to your youth?" Song Ling's eyes widened and she asked curiously.

Those eyes were less than five centimeters in front of Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang could even clearly see his own shadow in Song Ling's eyes.

These big eyes are bright!!

Zhao Chunliang swallowed his saliva, he felt that he should have enough determination in matters with women, but in the face of a woman in her forties, Zhao Chunliang found that his willpower was really weak.

Zhao Chunliang hurriedly lowered his head.

Song Ling pinched Zhao Chunliang's chin with one hand and lifted Zhao Chunliang's head again.

"Yo, what about shyness? When I was sixteen years old, who was standing behind your dad and staring at me incessantly? Do you remember, at that time, I threw you a wink? Song Ling asked with a smile.

"I don't remember." Zhao Chunliang shook his head again and again, how could he say that he remembered that it was that flattering eye that made the sixteen-year-old Zhao Chunliang toss and turn in the bed, and finally stretched out his evil five fingers to his little Chunliang, and did something impure for the first time.

That flattering eye, Zhao Chunliang has to remember until he dies.

"You're a kid who doesn't lie well, and when you lie, you blush." Song Ling smiled charmingly, stretched out her hand to Zhao Chunliang's waist, pinched it gently, and said, "You are almost thirty this year, right?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Chunliang nodded, removed Song Ling's oil-rubbing hand, and said, "Sister Song, I'm here..."

"Don't talk." Song Ling pressed her index finger on Zhao Chunliang's lips, but the cold fingers brought a warm current to Zhao Chunliang.

"At such a moment, let me look at you quietly, and you also look at me quietly, very beautiful and comfortable." Song Ling said.

"And then you're going to steam me and eat it?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Uncle Tang!" Song Lingfeng was stunned and said, "What did you say to my little baby?" ”

"Ahem, ahem." A dry cough came from a nearby room, then grew quieter and quieter, slowly disappearing into the distance.

"Still, you had a good idea." Song Ling gently moved her fingers from Zhao Chunliang's lips to Zhao Chunliang's chest, pressed her fingertips on Zhao Chunliang's chest, and said, "It is said that Tang Seng meat is best if it is steamed and eaten, you, it is my Tang Seng meat, I will steam you tonight and eat it." ”

"Sister Song, don't do this, I'll take it seriously." Zhao Chunliang said embarrassedly.

"Hee-hee, you little villain, don't you have the ability to bear it at all?" Song Ling retracted her hand, then showed a sunny and warm smile, opened her arms, and said to Zhao Chunliang, "Okay, be serious, it's been a long time, Zhao Chunliang's child, come, hug one." ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Chunliang nodded with some emotion, after all, he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, after all, he was the first woman he fantasized about, Zhao Chunliang inevitably felt a little emotional, and opened his arms and hugged Song Ling.

"At that time, you were not as tall as you are now, but now you are taller, and when I stand with you, I will be smaller." Song Ling said.

"yes, I was a minor then." Zhao Chunliang said.

"I want time to stop like this, and then go back little by little, and when I open my eyes, you are still sixteen years old, and I am still twenty-eight years old." Song Ling closed her eyes and said with a sigh.

"But at that time, you wouldn't have grabbed my ass and held on." Zhao Chunliang embarrassedly took Song Ling's hand on his ass away and said, "Sister Song, let's be serious." ”

"Okay, there's nothing left in the atmosphere you've messed up, you little fool who doesn't know how to play." Song Ling glanced at Zhao Chunliang, then walked to the sofa, sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and said to Zhao Chunliang, "Little brother, sit down." ”

"Uh-huh." Zhao Chunliang nodded again and again and sat opposite Song Ling.

"I heard, you got into a relationship with Freemasonry?" Song Ling put her hand on her knee and asked casually.

"Hmm!" Zhao Chunliang nodded.

"There are a few of my friends in Freemasonry." Song Ling said, "I'll tell you my identity when I turn around, you take it easy, don't hit your own family." ”

"Okay." Zhao Chunliang nodded and said, "Sister Song, what you say, I will definitely do it." ”

"Well, I'll give you milk when I go back." Song Ling threw a flattering look at Zhao Chunliang, Zhao Chunliang stiffened slightly, and showed a little respect.

"Sister Song, Konstantin's death has no effect on you, right?" Zhao Chunliang asked

"What impact can it have, this Konstantin, I wanted to kill him a long time ago, of course, I can't kill him head-on, and I can't yin him, so I've just thought about it all these years, but I didn't expect that this time he wanted to hire Uncle Tang in order to kill you, this will give me a chance, Chunliang, you can be regarded as helping me this time." How do you want me to repay you, you can say it. Song Ling said with a smile.

"Look at what you said, if you can help Sister Song, that's a blessing that I cultivated in my previous life, don't say anything to repay, it's too vulgar, we don't need to be so polite." Zhao Chunliang scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

"Don't mind, friendship is friendship, things are things, you helped me, I naturally have to thank you, otherwise, I'll sleep with you tonight, anyway, your sister hasn't opened meat for more than ten years." Song Ling teased.

"Sister, why didn't you find me a brother-in-law? It's been all these years. Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Those men, they all hate to eat me alive, how dare they provoke them, it's better to be a little brother, a little brother has self-control, such a man is the rarest." Song Ling winked at Zhao Chunliang and said.

"Ahem, I forgot to tell my sister, I'm married." Zhao Chunliang said.

"What's the point of getting married, can we just make an appointment?" Song Ling asked.

“…”

"Just kidding, this year's New Year actually plans to return to China to pay a New Year's greeting to your family, after all, your father also helped me back then, but there are too many things here, so I didn't go back, I heard that your family was bombed? Where do you live now? Song Ling asked.

"I live not far from home, and when my sister arrives in the capital, call me, and I will arrange for someone to pick it up." Zhao Chunliang said.

"Okay, you just took me to see your flower-like wives, I heard that you have more than one wife, and, the queen of the samba country has also been obtained by you, tsk, since I saw you for the first time, I knew that you would definitely become a veteran in the flower in the future, the winner of the love field, I didn't expect that you would be so interested, let's talk about it, can you satisfy your wives?" Song Ling asked.

"Ahem, by the way, sister, you kill that Constantine, do you really want the Big Circle Gang to get out of Chinatown?" Zhao Chunliang changed the subject.

"Business is not doing well right now." Song Ling sighed and said, "The rise of black power has completely suppressed us in Chinatown, and even many Chinatowns are already managed by those foreigners. ”

"That's why you want to kill Konstantin?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"As soon as Konstantin dies, the entire East Coast will be in chaos, as long as there is chaos, we will have a chance, although the Big Circle Gang is not the largest in number and the equipment is not the most elite, but it must be the most united, as long as we get the opportunity, we will definitely be able to break out of Chinatown!" Song Ling clenched her fists and said.

At this moment, Song Ling's body exuded a light called heroism, and even Zhao Chunliang was a little distracted, because compared with the previous Song Ling, there were completely two extremes, one was enchanting to the extreme, and the other was domineering to the extreme.

This is the real supreme demon.

"Alright, the light is gone, let's go eat." Song Ling said, "Now it is estimated that the people in the United States are staring at you, so let's not go downstairs to eat, eat casually at home, and I'll cook." ”

"Sister Song, can you cook?" Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise.

"Of course, I am the one who goes up to the hall and the kitchen who goes down. You wait for me. Song Ling got up with a smile and walked into the kitchen.

The sound of chopping and stir-frying vegetables came from the kitchen.

Zhao Chunliang lay on the sofa leisurely like Ge You, and turned on the TV.

The ceiling fan turned slowly, and a slight sleepiness hit.

Zhao Chunliang half-squinted his eyes, watching TV while sleeping.

Not long after, Song Ling walked behind Zhao Chunliang, put her head to Zhao Chunliang's ear, and whispered, "It's time to eat, official." ”

Zhao Chunliang came over violently, looked at Song Ling, and asked in horror, "Sister, which one are you playing?" ”