A breezy afternoon.

Li Ruotong, who was fluttering on Win Sick, looked at Win Sick's mischievous wink.

But in an instant, under the kiss that won the illness like rain, the delicate face immediately became red and was about to drip water. The whole heart of the heart is like a deer, and his face is crimson and he twists his body slightly, and a mantis head is buried in the bedding of Win Sick, and he does not dare to raise his head and look at Win Sick again.

Because Li Ruotong's whole body was sitting on her body, she hugged her snow-white and plump round little ass with one hand, although she was wearing clothes, she still felt smooth and elastic, round and plump, plus the fat-like skin that can be broken by blowing, every curve of the whole body is full of harmonious beauty.

Touching Li Ruotong's green silk with one hand, he felt that his life was really fulfilling.

During this period of time, the relationship between the two has progressed rapidly, and under the offensive of winning the disease, gags, sweet words, and all of them are bombed indiscriminately, and Li Ruotong's little girl's atrium has already been completely defeated. The whole body, just the last layer of window paper, wait for three or four or five years, this little dragon girl can be picked by you.

As the saying goes, wine is intestinal poison and medicine, color is a steel knife that scrapes bones, wealth is the root of trouble, and gas is smokeless artillery;

It can also be said that there is no banquet without wine, there is no colorless human extinction, it is difficult to move an inch without wealth, and there is no gas to be bullied.

To be a man, you still need more wine and wealth!

Although Ying Yiji's thoughts were not written on his face, he was not an old monster who had lived for decades and hundreds of years after all, and he couldn't be completely silent, and he saw a flaw for Lao Jin last time.

Now enjoying the comfort of his home, showing a little flaw, Li Ruotong looked at his fiery eyes, and saw it very lightly.

Hiding in the quilt, twisting his head and raising his cheeks, he saw his own colored eyes, of course, this is the color of the little Lori's future growth. Li Ruotong's two bends are as beautiful as a picturesque boat, and a pair of eyes are like a bright moon, smiling cheerfully and sunnyly. Seeing that Ying Sick's eyes floated over, although he was still shy, but seeing that he liked him, he couldn't help but shrug Xiao Qiong's nose proudly again, straighten his chest, and demonstratively put a pair of little white rabbits that were similar to the airport, showing them in front of Ying Sick with his most perfect attitude, with the look of a little lady, and silently told Ying Sick Ji about her goodness.

Win the illness smiled lightly, and didn't care.

The two of them stayed at home all day, Lin Fang and Yijiao'er were not worried at all, but they were happy to see it and wanted to match, and they were as smart as he could not see. First, Li Ruotong is still young, and it is impossible for anything out of the ordinary to happen to the two, and secondly, they really want him to be together, so they are about to entrust him for life. Even if they win the illness and take her down now, the two of them can blame them at most, and they can be free.

But always staying at home, I will be stupid, I will live a lifetime after winning the disease, and I don't want to stay at home all day to be an otaku, wasting the flower world Sister Huajia, which is not much good for me.

Winning the illness, his mind turned sharply, he picked up Li Ruotong, pulled her up and said, "Tong'er, aren't you going out to play, then get ready, let's leave."

Hearing the voice, Li Ruotong's beautiful face was even more beautiful because of a smile on her lips.

But in a blink of an eye, her joy only stayed in her heart for a moment, and soon, as if she remembered something, she said to Ying Yiji: "Brother Sick, I have something I want to tell you."

Win sick has hummed, looked at her a little lazily and asked, "Hmm." Whatever you want, you can say it. ”

Although Ying Yiji's expression was lazy, but when he met his gaze, Li Ruotong's heartbeat was still uncontrollably accelerated, and his entire soul was almost deeply inhaled into those unfathomable black eyes.

This man has a bewitching power!

It's a pity that greed like him is destined not to stay because of any woman, either stay away from him or bite him to the death. Li Ruotong is still young and doesn't know too much about the subtle relationship between these men and women, but since the appearance of Yishu, her sixth sense of women has vaguely felt bad.

She wants to be tied to Win Sick forever, that sense of crisis has never disappeared, and she doesn't want to lose such an excellent sick brother. When I thought about it, the gloom in my heart was swept away, and it was replaced by incomparable hope.

Looking at Ying Ai's eyes, she said expectantly: "Then you have to promise me."

Winning the illness was noncommittal, lying on the futon, and said comfortably: "You talk about it."

After a moment of silence, Li Ruotong whispered: "Look, the house where my family lives is full of holes, and it will cost two lives when it rains." Don't you know, it's raining in the small rain house outside, and it's raining in the house in the heavy rain outside, and sometimes the rain is so strong that my mother and I have to go to the street to take shelter from the rain. ”

Ying Yiji grinned and said, "Pure nonsense, it has been raining for a week in a row last week, why didn't you come to our house to take shelter from the rain."

Li Ruotong said in a low voice: "Oh, sick brother, you just tell my mother and Aunt Lin, let's move in together, and we don't need to walk over when we eat."

Yo he, he's waiting for me here.

Win the sick self looks weird.,Listen to the heart is very proud.,This little Lori seems to be being more and more shameless by herself.,I didn't say anything and rushed to the lover's house.。

Seeing that he was unwilling, Li Ruotong licked his lips, took out the killer weapon and said: "Then what if I stay at home and no one takes care of me, what if I suddenly get sick."

After stealing a piece of incense on her lips, Ying Sick said seriously: "If you are sick, you will be sick, your sick brother and I have bezoar detoxification tablets, which clear heat and detoxify, eliminate stasis and phlegm, and I will not sue him if I am an ordinary person."

Li Ruotong lightly hammered his chest, which was as hard as Qinggangshi, and said, "Sick brother, you are necrotic."

Ying Yiji touched his forehead, then straightened his legs, shook his arms again, and smiled: "Well, I'll tell your mother about this next time." Didn't you say you were going out shopping? I promised you last time, so I'll pay it back now. - If I don't leave, I'll change my mind! ”

Seeing him like this, she couldn't either.

got out of bed, looked at Li Ruotong, and said coquettishly: "Oh, then later."

When he got rid of the folds on his clothes and stood up, he heard Li Ruotong pouting slightly: "I want a 7-meter line!! ”

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As the saying goes, "The Buddha is golden, and man is clothed." "People in the world have shallow eyes, only skin and no bones.

If conditions permit, we are also willing to dress up and be ourselves, at least it will not affect the appearance of the city.

I took a clean bath in the bathroom, dressed up neatly and well-dressed, and my clothes were tuddled.

didn't let Li Ruotong wait a few minutes, and the rinsed Ying Sick came out refreshed, and said with a smile: "Let's go, my Tong'er." ”

Li Ruotong took his hand affectionately, followed him happily, and the two came to the hall.

Before the people arrived, they heard the voices of Ying Xianfeng and a few people in the distance.

"Brother Zhong, please come in."

"Xianfeng, this is your home, the area is good, it's quite big. It's just - nothing, it looks a little empty. A voice and words that made people frown.

His voice fell slightly, and he heard a loud voice whisper, "How do you speak?"

Ying Xianfeng's beautiful voice came with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the cold house made Mr. Zhang laugh."

Win the illness frowned slightly, and took Li Ruotong to greet him.

As soon as Win Sick came out, Win Xianfeng's eyes were sharp, and he saw it at a glance. couldn't help but smile, she was as comfortable as taking a heart-warming pill, and said happily: "You are sick yourself, just right, let me introduce you to you, this is my little guy to win the sick self."

He walked to the center of the living room and looked at them one by one.

Ying Xianfeng brought three men and one woman, the women looked ordinary, and when they saw Ying Xianfeng, they immediately grinned kindly. Like Ying Xianfeng, she wears the uniform of their company's female employees. As for the remaining three men, walking in the center is the leader among several people, this is a middle-aged man with a good temperament, he is not the elegance of a scholar's temperament, but the calmness of seeing the rivers and lakes, which makes people feel easy to believe in him and get close to him.

The second person was the youngest of the few, and he was dressed bare-necked, with a straight suit and a golden watch in his hand, and the smell of flying and domineering was full of arrogance that no one in his eyes was, as if the whole world counted him as capable. From the moment he entered the room, he glanced at the two of them, and a pair of eyeballs swirled tightly against the graceful back of Ying Xianfeng, and there was an unknown brilliance in his eyes.

The last one was carrying a briefcase in his hand and followed a few people without saying a word. The age is probably between the previous two, but the vicissitudes of temperament are with an extremely ordinary public face, and the Lord who can't afford to make any waves when thrown into the crowd can't be found in a blink of an eye.

When Ying Sick Ji glanced at a few people, he crossed to the middle of the two sides to win the fairy phoenix, and said earnestly: "Come, Sick Guy, let me introduce you to you."

Then, she introduced to Ying Zhiji one by one: "This is our choreographer Zhong Weiming Brother Zhong, this is our intern choreographer Zhang Jianyun, and part-time broadcasters Zheng Kanggui and He Yanyan are all our Brother Zhong's people......"

Hearing the name Zhong Weiming, the information in the memory of Ying Zhi's brain quickly sounded the alarm, which is a very familiar name.

The middle-aged man who took the lead is a senior broadcaster in Hong Kong, known as "Brother Zhong", the Hong Kong broadcasting emperor. Born in 1931, he is a native of Xinhui, Guangdong, and a native of Hong Kong. In 1947, he joined the broadcasting industry, and successively worked in Leigh's Voice, the United States Information Service and Radio Television Hong Kong. Before television was widely available for decades, his radio dramas became the greatest entertainment for many people in Shengdou, and many Hong Kong people grew up.

Although he didn't grow up listening to his broadcasts, he did listen to a lot of his anchors, his voice was deep and beautiful, melodious and bright, the words were clear, meticulous when broadcasting, and reading announcements aloud was not chosen by others, it was for fun when he was a child. Wang Mingquan said that whenever she encountered a deep word, she would consult Zhong Weiming, and when she was filming, she also asked him to help record it, which is really a living dictionary.

In addition to broadcasting, Zhong Weiming also served as a program director and participated in the production of radio dramas, such as romance, literary and ethical dramas that shocked and frightened the audience and stayed up all night to listen to.

Originally, he stayed on the radio of Leigh's voice a few years ago, and worked as an artist. Unexpectedly, affected by the launch of commercial radio stations, the radio broadcast of Li's voice was stopped a few months ago. Zhong Weiming, who has regarded radio as his life's work, even said with a smile: "There is nothing better than dying on the radio." In the end, like Ip Man, the master of Winning Disease, he died on the radio in 2007.

So now, he has come to work in a commercial radio station, not only as a broadcast host, but also as a program director, and the current program has another column that has just been created