Today is Friday, there are quite a lot of cars on the highway, the weather is good, the sky is cloudless and the sky is clear, it is a little hot for the southeast of China, but for the southwest of Yunnan-Guizhou Province, because it is located on the plateau, the temperature is not very high, there is such a word to "four seasons like spring", which describes Yunnan-Guizhou Province, so it is the best time to travel and escape the summer in Yunnan-Guizhou. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the car, Mo Ziqian and Xiang Schumann sat in the back row, and the co-driver in front was Deputy Mayor Song Weiping, and the driver was naturally Luo Zhishu, so to speak, in order to go to the provincial capital to visit Director Li's lover, Secretary Du Fang was still attentive, and sent a contact village leader Song Weiping to go, as well as Xiang Schumann of the Party and Government Office, which is a bit on behalf of the party committee and government.

This Xiang Schumann is a little taller than Wang Jinglai, and his appearance is more delicate, as a party and government office, he should be a delicate person, but Xiang Schumann's words are a little less, and people look more arrogant, if Mo Ziqian is asked to arrange the work, Wang Jing will definitely be asked to come to the party and government office, Wang Jing's mouth is a little complaining, but the personnel are good, the work has never lagged behind, and it is very funny, even the 'nail household' Zhang Damao thinks Wang Jing is good.

The people in the car are almost the most harmonious combination, at least Mo Ziqian thinks so, Mo Ziqian sits in the back, and the virgin fragrance on Xiang Schumann next to him lingers in his nose, which makes Mo Ziqian think about it, although Yunnan and Guizhou Province are like spring all year round, but it is summer now, so Xiang Schumann still wears very few clothes.

A white lapel T-shirt, jeans underneath, and a few holes leaking out of the knees, exposing the white and tender skin, Xiang Schumann's hair is very black, not very long, tied behind his head, and then the whole person leans on the seat, revealing his figure at once, the chest is very firm, and the white T-shirt seems to be torn out.

Mo Ziqian, as a young man of the times, has a strong blood, looking at Xiang Shuman's figure and the white and tender neck, he only feels a heat gushing out of his body.

"Xiang Meinu, I heard that you graduated from Yunnan-Guizhou Normal University? This time in Yunyang City, you can play with old classmates. Mo Ziqian had nothing to say, he wanted to dispel the heat and dryness, and a big beauty sat on the side, which was a great test of a person's concentration.

"Well, it's been a while since I've been in touch for a while, and I've been graduating for more than three years, and I've gone my separate ways, and there are few people who stay in Yunyang City, if I have enough time, I want to play with them. He smiled at Schumann.

"If you feel unsafe, you can bring a bodyguard, Comrade Xiao Mo, I am willing to accompany me throughout the whole process, be a messenger to protect the flowers, escort, free, just eat and live, how about to the beauty?"

"I don't dare to let you escort you, when you return to the town, you will be trampled by Wang Jing, the little woman's skeleton is small, and she can't stand stepping on it!" joked to Schumann.

"Wang Jing?" Mo Ziqian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, it seems that everyone in the town really thought that I was getting along with Wang Jing, but the target of my buddy was not her, but my brother's goddess Murong Lingshan.

"I want to be with her, but Wang Jing's beauty doesn't look down on me, saying that I look a little dull, and at first glance I belong to the type with simple limbs and developed minds, and my model ...... Not for her. ”

What model, Director Mo? Luo Zhishu and Song Weiping in front pursed their lips, shook their heads and snickered, but Xiang Schumann didn't understand what he meant, and probably didn't care.

"Cut, just blow it, Wang Jing told me, you and her that and that!" Xiang Schumann glanced at Mo Ziqian, and he had the meaning of wiping his mouth when eating, patting his ass and leaving.

"Is that really what Wang Fox said? Wronged, Lord Xiang, you have to be clear, you can't let Wang Jing defile me, I'm still a child, and I haven't kissed for the first time!"

"Look at your smug look, and say no, it's out in a scam!" said Xiang Schumann disdainfully.

Mo Ziqian was stunned for a moment, I am an idiot, this simple question has fooled Xiang Schumann, this woman is really unguardable.

"Dare to cheat me, don't be afraid that I will clean you up, hehe!" Mo Ziqian raised his hands and subconsciously made a move to grab Schumann.

Xiang Schumann saw that Mo Ziqian's pair of dog paws were about to reach his chest, and he immediately 'snorted', his face flushed.

"What are you doing?" said Schumann, blushing, and moved his body to the window, not forgetting to fold his arms and cover the two protruding points tightly.

Belch...... Mo Ziqian realized at this time that his actions were too ambiguous and exaggerated.

"You guys, what are you doing here? In public, pay attention to your image!" Song Weiping, who was in the passenger seat, quipped.

"Leader, you judge and judge me, and she bullies me to the beauty. Mo Ziqian said aggrievedly.

"Am I bullying you?" Xiang Schumann glared at Mo Ziqian, if Miss Ben didn't move her body faster, you would have succeeded in your groping pig hand.

"Okay, you two don't mess around, there seems to be a traffic jam in front, look, God thinks it's wrong for you to flirt in front of your old comrades, and protest in the traffic jam!" Song Weiping was also a rare happy time, and took Mo Ziqian and Shu Man to brush.

Mo Ziqian looked at Schumann's firm chest, and then at his flat chest, which meant to say: It's not that big, and it's still so tight.

It doesn't matter if I look at this, I was so angry that I gritted my teeth at Schumann, and almost tried my best to find him, raising my little fist to demonstrate, is mine very small?

This Xiang Schumann is not as arrogant as he seems, could it be that there is a passionate heart hidden under the face......? Hard to guess!

Mo Ziqian retracted his gaze and saw that there was indeed a long convoy in front of him, was it really a traffic jam?

Once the traffic jam, the people in the car were naturally very curious, what happened to cause the traffic jam, Mo Ziqian was the same, so a divine sense swept directly over, only to see a car accident a kilometer ahead, fortunately no one was injured.

"I don't know what's going on in front of me, if it's blocked for three hours, I'll just eat supper tonight, and dinner will be free!" Song Weiping opened the window, stuck his head out, and saw that many people in front of him were getting into the car on the highway, and it seemed that the car had been jammed for more than half an hour.

"Xiang beauty, go, brother will take you to press the road and look at the scenery in front of you, ah...... It's really infinitely beautiful!" Mo Ziqian said very much, then opened the car door with a smile and invited Schumann to get out of the car.

"Do you dare to get out of the car on the highway, do you want to enter the funeral home?" Xiang Schumann couldn't help but breathe.

"Then you are in the car, simmer you!" said Mo Ziqian and got out of the car by himself, breathing.

As soon as the car stopped, the highway was full of garbage, fruit peels, pumping paper, mineral water bottles, some snacks, thrown everywhere, and some people picked up newspapers and padd them under their buttocks, sat on the edge of the guardrail, rested and chatted.