Secretary Zhao was lying in the crook of his wife's arm, his face was tightly pressed against the two soft meat balls, and he felt that his heart had become very steady.

Yes, what kind of height does life have to reach before it ends, pain comes from not being able to let go, once a person lets go of a qiē, it becomes a different taste.

When thinking like this, Secretary Zhao felt that his whole body became lighter, and Li Yunfeng's opinion was not so important.

Even if he is not satisfied with himself, he can't get down from the position of secretary, and then give him an idle position, which is also his wish, just to accompany his wife well. But now I still have one last thing I haven't done, that is, the matter of Huaihuawan, I made a wrong decision and handed over Huaihuawan to Long Yi, so that many people have been affected, I must deal with it well, and then it can be regarded as no concern.

It was already late at night, Secretary Zhao's body gradually relaxed, and Secretary Zhao, who was lying in his wife's arms, gradually made a well-proportioned breathing sound.

Secretary Zhao slept, Mao Eighteen, and Li Yunfeng hadn't slept yet, and the two of them had been drinking since Secretary Zhao left.

Originally, Mao Shibai did not agree with Li Yunfeng's drinking, but he couldn't help Li Yunfeng's begging and promised to give him only a glass of liquor.

But drinking and drinking, Li Yunfeng came to the nature, and said, drinking wine like this is too unpleasant, there is a way to sing about wine, life is geometric, drink it and drink it happily, you can't twist and pinch like a woman.

Mao Shibai still disagreed, because Li Yunfeng was not young, and he was a leader from Kyoto, so if something happened, he wouldn't be able to eat and walk around.

But Li Yunfeng insisted again and again, saying, you don't have to worry, I'm happy today, when I was young, it was no problem to drink two and a half catties of liquor, and what should I do after drinking.

Although it is old now, the liquor of Jin Ba is still not a problem, and the current liquor is like cold water, which has no strength at all, and it is not enjoyable to drink.

Mao Shibai couldn't help Li Yunfeng's entanglement, and suddenly came up with an idea, saying, if you want to drink, then you let me check it for you first.

Li Yunfeng smiled angrily, but he still agreed to Mao Eighteen for the sake of drinking.

Mao 18 closed his eyes and took Li Yunfeng's pulse, and after reading both hands, Mao 18 was also very surprised, and said in his heart that his body seemed to be much better than before, and it seemed that there was no problem with drinking some wine.

Li Yunfeng always unconsciously looked at Mao Eighteen, how he liked it, but some words couldn't be said, and it felt a little too abrupt to say it.

What Li Yunfeng said was true, these wines were really a piece of cake for him, and when he drank the third glass of wine, Mao Shibai finally believed it.

Mao Shibai was more curious about Li Yunfeng's arrival, because he didn't know what Li Yunfeng's real intentions were, so he was still careful when he spoke.

Because he is not in the officialdom, but Secretary Zhao is in the officialdom, it is impossible for him to speak without taking Secretary Zhao into account.

He was restrained a lot when he spoke like this, and Li Yunfeng also saw it, smiled kindly, and said, I came to see you this time, and I have no other political intentions. So don't think too much when you talk to me, you call me uncle, then really treat me as a relative, weigh that it's too tiring to talk, and it's too tiring to wear a mask.

Mao 18 asked, Uncle Li, you really came here this time to travel, or to find a memory of the year.

Li Yunfeng said, isn't it, it's this little thing that makes you think too complicated, but I also want to do something for the people in my hometown by the way, after all, I still have such ability.

Mao Shibai smiled and said, look, there are still other things after talking for a long time.

Li Yunfeng said, can I turn a blind eye to corruption when I see it, if so, I think the people will scold me.

Mao 18 smiled, noncommittal.

Li Yunfeng dried up all the little liquor left in the wine glass, and said, that's all the wine, is there tea, let's talk for a while.

After the banquet was withdrawn, the waiter came up with the special tea astragalus of Sun Bay.

Li Yunfeng had never drunk this kind of thing before, so he frowned when he started to eat and reluctantly swallowed it.

Mao 18 looked at Li Yunfeng's appearance and asked, do you think it is not delicious, this is our specialty here, it is good for the body.

Li Yunfeng asked, what kind of tea is this.

Mao 18 said, this thing can be said to be tea, but it is also right to say that it is not, it is called astragalus. The long, pure green stuff in the mountains is something that the locals like to drink.

Li Yunfeng tried to take another sip, this time it felt good, bitter and fragrant, and the tea soup was slippery.

Li Yunfeng said, where such a good thing can grow, it seems that the scenery should be good, and you must take me to see it tomorrow.

Li Yunfeng said this just in the hands of Mao Eighteen, otherwise Mao Eighteen would still be thinking about how to tell Li Yunfeng.

Thinking of this, Mao 18 said, okay, no problem, let a big leader like you go to the mountains and feel what is the real pastoral life.

Li Yunfeng and Mao 18 chatted for a while, and Mao 18 saw that Li Yunfeng was a little sleepy, so he told Li Yunfeng to come and pick him up tomorrow, let him have a good rest at night, and leave first.

After Mao 18 left, Li Yunfeng lay on the bed and fell asleep deeply, and had a dream that Mao 18 had become his son, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mao Eighteen returned home with a smell of wine, Hongguo had not slept yet, and had already made a sobering soup.

Seeing Mao Eighteen's tired appearance, he asked, how is it, that old man is quite satisfied.

Mao 18 said while taking off his clothes, satisfied, how can your husband have anything to do when he goes out.

Hongguo pinched Mao Eighteen's slippery ass and said, Virtue, you are capable.

Mao Shibai took the decanting soup made by the red fruit and dried it in one go, and then went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Hongguo put down her things and walked in, giving Mao 18 a gentle massage.

Mao 18 said, no, I can't help but do what you are so beautiful and delicious.

Hongguo said, you are a righteous gentleman, how can you embarrass us to work, isn't it, boss.

Mao Eighteen pulled Hongguo into the water, Hongguo screamed and rolled into Mao Eighteen's arms, and the two of them crackled, making a splash.

After some lingering, Hongguo lay in Mao Eighteen's arms, one hand was still groping Mao Eighteen's body, and said, husband, Li Yunfeng didn't say what he came to do, is it a simple trip, or is there something else.