The night in the mountain village is unusually quiet, and there is no light in the dark room, lying on the bed, as if you are in the silent mountain, and blend in with the darkness. It's a strange feeling, I feel like I'm part of the mountain, and the intertwined sound of insects rings in my ears and in my body.

The nervous excitement slowly dissipated as the alcohol slowly dissipated, and gradually calmed down in the quiet night. Yang Liu had just washed away his sweat stains with cold water, and his slightly tired body was lying flat in the dark bed with his limbs stretched out. In this mysterious and peaceful night, the three-person room without He Ping seems to be extremely empty, and the feeling of being in the world has been long-awaited by Yang Liu, but the beautiful women around him are close to the end of the world. Fanny "occupied" He Ping tonight, and it was not Yang Liu's turn.

He Ping and Shuzhen are the two women that Yang Liu relies on the most, He Ping is like a housekeeper's wife, Yang Liu can hand over the "home" to her with peace of mind, and it is his strategic and stable rear; Shuzhen is to charge and fight with Yang Liu to kill her comrades, and she is Yang Liu's other arm, giving Yang Liu the most selfless and powerful help. The two women gave Yang Liu the gentlest encouragement and motivation to conquer. As for Su Yi, Yang Liu couldn't think of a more appropriate adjective, he felt that Su Yi was the queen he fought for, and he only had respect and dedication to her.

Thinking of these women who are closely related to Yang Liu, thinking of the respective customs of several women, Yang Liu's shadow suddenly jumped out of Yang Liu's mind. This Qianqian woman with a Jiangnan woman's grace has a poetic and picturesque temperament, which is fascinating and fascinating. At first sight, there is a feeling of seeing each other late, she is like a precious landscape painting worthy of collection, which makes people love to linger; Fanny can give you a higher spiritual realm, and being with her is a kind of spiritual enrichment and enjoyment, which will make you intoxicated and confused. Yang Liu felt that Fanny had a good feeling, but it was a pity that Fanny was just a painting, which could only be admired and not desecrated.

Thinking about it, Yang Liu felt that a certain part of his body was a little ready to move. Originally, on this trip, Yang Liu planned to leave such a night for him and He Ping as a beautiful "newlywed" night. Now that there is Fanny in He Ping's room, the outsider is there, and Yang Liu and the two can only be separated by a wall, which is somewhat a pity.

Mr. Ling, the most unexpected thing today is Mr. Ling. Getting to know Mr. Ling, Yang Liu's first thing is to admire this successful president, and he has great admiration and respect for Mr. Ling; the second is because Aunt Xiao treats He Ping like her own children, and she respects them like He Ping's elders; Third, I'm afraid I also want to get help and help in business, many friends and many roads, of course, businessmen are a little cautious......

Today is the first day of the trip, seeing the general response of the company's personnel, it should be said that the employees are quite satisfied with the organization and arrangement of Yang Liu, Yang Liu is deeply grateful......

Yang Liu hasn't thought about things so seriously for a long time, and has always felt that in addition to the problems of work, love is a spiritual thing, and the rest is a desert, a barren, and it feels quite empty. Yang Liu felt that he was like most people, lacking spiritual faith, feeling so unfulfilled and terrifyingly empty. In the era of e-commerce, what changes will be made to small businesses like themselves that operate in a traditional form? How big is the impact of the shock? Yang Liu Company has not personally felt it, nor can it analyze the specific harm, Yang Liu feels that he has not completely transformed into a pure businessman. I only know that there is a target in front of me, and I am running towards it.

This is a mess. I think about this for a while, and I think about that for a while, and my eyelids sink unconsciously.

Yang Liu had a dream, a strange dream. In the dream, his feet did not touch the ground, and his waist was twisted hard, and his feet were like fishtails, and he could float two or three meters with a swing; In front of him was a slender woman, who was holding a book in her left hand and a schoolbag on her right shoulder, and she was walking on the mountain village path. Yang Liu could never keep up with her, always keeping a distance, closely following the woman with a ponytail and a plain white dress.

The woman suddenly stumbled and fell to the cornfield on the side of the road, and Yang Liu swung her waist and pounced, only to see that the woman was naked/naked and white, and her/household was facing her. Yang Liuna couldn't see the woman's face clearly, and only felt that the ** of her body was expanding, and the spear pierced out, twitching softly. The feel of rubbing the two plump hemispheres, and the piercing feeling of the dragon is particularly real.

"Wow." A low cry. Yang Liu was excited and woke up.

He felt his hand on a woman's chest in a daze, the base of his lower body was grasped by a small hand, and the dragon's head was standing in the ditch in front of him. Yang Liu couldn't tell which was a dream and which was real, his hands touched up and down, first touching a face, then touching clothes, and finally touching a leg, he felt the warm breath on his chest, and was sure that he was not dreaming. That's when he realized that a woman was curled up in his arms.

Yang Liu lay down, shook his head, and tried to wake himself up from his spring dream.

In the dark night, Yang Liu couldn't tell who the woman was, and she was uneasy and embarrassed. The woman flipped over with him, buried her head in Yang Liu's smooth chest, her little tongue wandering around, and her little hands inserted into her panties to play with Yang Liu's hard and hard lower body.

Yang Liu just woke up in a spring dream, and soon blurred in reality. The warm little tongue wrapped around his chest all the way down, the little hands stripped him of his clothes, and the dragon rose to the sky with pulsations. The woman leaned over her crotch, hearing a heavy snort, holding the willow with a small hand, holding the dragon body with a small hand, and the small tongue slid upwards from the root, and with a few taps on the dragon's head, the small mouth shrouded downward.

The willows are surrounded by moisture, tightly hooped, and the ** inside is like lava, scorching and rolling. Yang Liu took the initiative to press the head of the mantis and sped up the pace. After a while, Yang Liu let out a low howl, and the energy spurted away, and the woman accepted it all without saying a word.

Taking advantage of the willow's respite, the woman quietly slid off the edge of the bed, groped her way to open the door and walked out. Yang Liu was stunned for a while, from beginning to end, Yang Liu couldn't be sure if it was He Ping. When I turned on the light, I saw that the mattress was a mess......

Wash up and lie down again. The night was calm again, but Yang Liu couldn't sleep for a long time. Faintly, mysterious, exciting, like the night shrouded in willows, high morale, like a sharp sword, piercing the night sky. A dream, another dream, in just ten minutes, Yang Liu felt like he had experienced another dream. He still felt that he would rather she be the woman in the plain white dress with a ponytail, and let him sprint for a while. Looking at the direction of the door, Yang Liu hoped that He Ping would come quietly and spend the night together.