I see that you were narrowed by those female educated youths. You know the vixen of the Japanese ball every day, so you don’t miss your son.
The big poker knew that Meng Qingnian didn't sleep at home every day, so it must be the Japanese vixen who went there. He felt resentment in his heart, and the more he spoke, the louder the louder heavier heavier
When you are sucked by those vixen, you are about the same as death
I won't die if I'm going to die, I'll die if I want to die
Meng Qingnian ate half of her foot and was not in the mood to drink anymore. She got off the kang and went to Niu Lanying's house. The loudspeaker shouted behind her: I'm immortal, just torture, no one will collect your body if you die!
The broom was broken, and I was still not satisfied. I saw Xiao Gaga (Little Piglet) kicking her at her feet. Xiao Gaga ran away with howling
The big trumpet's broom bump was broken, but Meng Qingnian was very happy. Niu Lanying and Sun Weihong were having dinner. When they saw Meng Qingnian, Niu Lanying's face turned red. That night, although the Japanese ball was halfway, Niu Lanying knew it was Meng Qingnian and Sun Weihong, but she just couldn't hate Sun Weihong, and even more so she couldn't hate Meng Qingnian. She saw that Meng Qingnian was still itchy.
Secretary, have a meal?
Meng Qingnian shook her head and went to the kang, sat behind Sun Weihong, and said with a smile: Doctor Sun, your doctor in Xinghua Village has done his best. Don’t forget Xinghua Village when you go back.
Even if you forget Xinghua Village, you will never forget Secretary Meng's
Niu Lanying was laughing. She knew that Sun Weihong could have sex with Meng Qingnian, so Sun Weihong would not be so stupid. She said that she and Meng Qingnian had to make torn shoes. She would be just talking casually. This morning, when Sun Weihong smiled at Niu Lanying, Niu Lanying had already let go.
Sun Weihong is about to leave, so what can I do if I let go?
That's good, the good traditions of poor and lower-middle peasants should be brought back to Shanghai.
As soon as Meng Qingnian finished speaking, Niu Lanying smiled and said: The seeds of poor and lower-middle peasants should be brought back to Shanghai.
Although she couldn't appreciate Sun Weihong, she would have to be poor if she seized the opportunity, which would block her embarrassment.
Sun Weihong didn't care about this and said to Niu Lanying: Sister Lanying, do you feel that the seeds of poor and lower-middle peasants have the strength? Are they comfortable or not?
Niu Lanying's face turned red immediately, and she lowered under the table. At first glance, she saw Meng Qingnian's hand touching Sun Weihong's butt, and said deliberately: I'll add another pickle and let Dr. Sun and Secretary Meng have a drink.
Listening to Niu Lanying cutting mustard lumps on the chopping board, Meng Qingnian tucked Sun Weihong's asshole and said: I miss you so much
No, is Chen Qinghua’s piece of meat very fragrant?
Meng Qingnian was stunned and shook his head and said: It's still your fleshy smell. If you return to Shanghai, my son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) really doesn't know where to go to the Japanese ball.
Stop playing cymbals, Chen Qinghua's face was excited. If it weren't for the day's comfort, she wouldn't have time to cry, and she said this and there with a blushing face?
Meng Qingnian listened to Sun Weihong's words, and Que's son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) immediately stood up. This made him excited than anything. Can an educated youth be happy because of himself or on the kang be more attractive than the brigade secretary.
He held Sun Weihong's hand even harder, just like drinking Chen Qinghua's pot of sautumn soup. Niu Lanying came in and took it out reluctantly. He couldn't help but suck it in his mouth, then picked up the wine cup and said to Sun Weihong: Doctor Sun, I wish you a good time to return to the city as soon as possible
Go back to the city as soon as possible
Niu Lanying laughed and said, Sun Wei blushed, but he quickly turned around and said: Sister Lan Ying, are you thinking about it?
What do you think?
early……
Sun Weihong smiled ambiguously, drank the wine in one sip, and then turned around and said: I'll make it easier, I'll leave you some time, but it's time to go quickly
Seeing Sun Weihong getting off the kang as soon as he was ass, Meng Qingnian had to smile embarrassedly. He didn't have the courage to treat Niu Lanying like he did to Sun Weihong. He didn't know what Niu Lanying was thinking. If he really told Ma Hong, he wouldn't be able to take it away.
Niu Lanying blushed, holding the wine cup in her hand, and flew back and forth several times before saying: Secretary Meng, eat food
You are my side dish, your butt is the best wine.
Meng Qingnian thought to herself, but she didn't dare to say anything. She leaned against Niu Lanying's side, and stopped about a few inches away from her butt.
Niu Lanying saw it, but she liked it in her heart. She pretended not to care, moved her butt forward and pressed it on Meng Qingnian's hand. She snuggled a few times and felt that Meng Qingnian's hand was already on the buttocks, and then she said: Secretary Meng, your hand
Meng Qingnian was sitting out of the way, and his fingers were buckled upwards and directly on the hornbill on the buttocks. The Japanese ball that night made Meng Qingnian still beautiful. Looking at Niu Lanying's smile on her face, she pouted and kissed her. Niu Lanying also squinted her eyes, and she was about to go on her cheeks and teeth were also touching each other. The two of them immediately rolled into a ball. Meng Qingnian's hand just reached into Niu Lanying's big trousers, and just touched the black hair, Sun Weihong said under the window: Is it convenient for me to go in?
Niu Lanying quickly tucked her waist and said loudly: Damn girl, come in quickly, don't freeze your butt groove
Should I come in quickly or should Secretary Meng be asked?
Sun Weihong smiled and opened the curtain. Seeing Niu Lanying's red face, she stepped forward and twisted her hand. She had no longer the reserve she had just now. She reached under her butt and rubbed her back and forth on the buttocks and said: Is Secretary Meng's hand hotter than mine just now?
Doctor Sun, don't laugh at me
Meng Qingnian looked at Sun Weihong with jealousy, not knowing what she was thinking. This beautiful girl made Meng Qingnian's hand unknowingly lean against her. When she reached her butt, she touched the round meat balls.
Secretary Meng, will you still stamp it tonight?
Sun Weihong reminded the dreamer with one sentence. Meng Qingnian was so excited that he had a cold war. He drank wine and no longer had any taste. He looked at Niu Lanying and Sun Weihong and less interested. Even Sun Weihong's butt was not warm. Wang Geyi's quiet little face was always shining in front of him.
Is Wang Geyi still a little chick?
Meng Qingnian was so happy when she thought about it. When she really saw Wang Geyi in the brigade headquarters, she didn't dare to laugh.
Wang Geyi's little face was filled with tears, which was more charming than the apricot blossoms in spring. Meng Qingnian's saliva was out of control again, his hands and feet were trembling. The wine he had just drunk seemed to have broken down. He came forward and wanted to hold hands. But someone stood up behind Wang Geyi.
Min Cuicui
When Meng Qingnian saw this, the saliva in her mind immediately stopped
The big poker knew that Meng Qingnian didn't sleep at home every day, so it must be the Japanese vixen who went there. He felt resentment in his heart, and the more he spoke, the louder the louder heavier heavier
When you are sucked by those vixen, you are about the same as death
I won't die if I'm going to die, I'll die if I want to die
Meng Qingnian ate half of her foot and was not in the mood to drink anymore. She got off the kang and went to Niu Lanying's house. The loudspeaker shouted behind her: I'm immortal, just torture, no one will collect your body if you die!
The broom was broken, and I was still not satisfied. I saw Xiao Gaga (Little Piglet) kicking her at her feet. Xiao Gaga ran away with howling
The big trumpet's broom bump was broken, but Meng Qingnian was very happy. Niu Lanying and Sun Weihong were having dinner. When they saw Meng Qingnian, Niu Lanying's face turned red. That night, although the Japanese ball was halfway, Niu Lanying knew it was Meng Qingnian and Sun Weihong, but she just couldn't hate Sun Weihong, and even more so she couldn't hate Meng Qingnian. She saw that Meng Qingnian was still itchy.
Secretary, have a meal?
Meng Qingnian shook her head and went to the kang, sat behind Sun Weihong, and said with a smile: Doctor Sun, your doctor in Xinghua Village has done his best. Don’t forget Xinghua Village when you go back.
Even if you forget Xinghua Village, you will never forget Secretary Meng's
Niu Lanying was laughing. She knew that Sun Weihong could have sex with Meng Qingnian, so Sun Weihong would not be so stupid. She said that she and Meng Qingnian had to make torn shoes. She would be just talking casually. This morning, when Sun Weihong smiled at Niu Lanying, Niu Lanying had already let go.
Sun Weihong is about to leave, so what can I do if I let go?
That's good, the good traditions of poor and lower-middle peasants should be brought back to Shanghai.
As soon as Meng Qingnian finished speaking, Niu Lanying smiled and said: The seeds of poor and lower-middle peasants should be brought back to Shanghai.
Although she couldn't appreciate Sun Weihong, she would have to be poor if she seized the opportunity, which would block her embarrassment.
Sun Weihong didn't care about this and said to Niu Lanying: Sister Lanying, do you feel that the seeds of poor and lower-middle peasants have the strength? Are they comfortable or not?
Niu Lanying's face turned red immediately, and she lowered under the table. At first glance, she saw Meng Qingnian's hand touching Sun Weihong's butt, and said deliberately: I'll add another pickle and let Dr. Sun and Secretary Meng have a drink.
Listening to Niu Lanying cutting mustard lumps on the chopping board, Meng Qingnian tucked Sun Weihong's asshole and said: I miss you so much
No, is Chen Qinghua’s piece of meat very fragrant?
Meng Qingnian was stunned and shook his head and said: It's still your fleshy smell. If you return to Shanghai, my son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) really doesn't know where to go to the Japanese ball.
Stop playing cymbals, Chen Qinghua's face was excited. If it weren't for the day's comfort, she wouldn't have time to cry, and she said this and there with a blushing face?
Meng Qingnian listened to Sun Weihong's words, and Que's son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) immediately stood up. This made him excited than anything. Can an educated youth be happy because of himself or on the kang be more attractive than the brigade secretary.
He held Sun Weihong's hand even harder, just like drinking Chen Qinghua's pot of sautumn soup. Niu Lanying came in and took it out reluctantly. He couldn't help but suck it in his mouth, then picked up the wine cup and said to Sun Weihong: Doctor Sun, I wish you a good time to return to the city as soon as possible
Go back to the city as soon as possible
Niu Lanying laughed and said, Sun Wei blushed, but he quickly turned around and said: Sister Lan Ying, are you thinking about it?
What do you think?
early……
Sun Weihong smiled ambiguously, drank the wine in one sip, and then turned around and said: I'll make it easier, I'll leave you some time, but it's time to go quickly
Seeing Sun Weihong getting off the kang as soon as he was ass, Meng Qingnian had to smile embarrassedly. He didn't have the courage to treat Niu Lanying like he did to Sun Weihong. He didn't know what Niu Lanying was thinking. If he really told Ma Hong, he wouldn't be able to take it away.
Niu Lanying blushed, holding the wine cup in her hand, and flew back and forth several times before saying: Secretary Meng, eat food
You are my side dish, your butt is the best wine.
Meng Qingnian thought to herself, but she didn't dare to say anything. She leaned against Niu Lanying's side, and stopped about a few inches away from her butt.
Niu Lanying saw it, but she liked it in her heart. She pretended not to care, moved her butt forward and pressed it on Meng Qingnian's hand. She snuggled a few times and felt that Meng Qingnian's hand was already on the buttocks, and then she said: Secretary Meng, your hand
Meng Qingnian was sitting out of the way, and his fingers were buckled upwards and directly on the hornbill on the buttocks. The Japanese ball that night made Meng Qingnian still beautiful. Looking at Niu Lanying's smile on her face, she pouted and kissed her. Niu Lanying also squinted her eyes, and she was about to go on her cheeks and teeth were also touching each other. The two of them immediately rolled into a ball. Meng Qingnian's hand just reached into Niu Lanying's big trousers, and just touched the black hair, Sun Weihong said under the window: Is it convenient for me to go in?
Niu Lanying quickly tucked her waist and said loudly: Damn girl, come in quickly, don't freeze your butt groove
Should I come in quickly or should Secretary Meng be asked?
Sun Weihong smiled and opened the curtain. Seeing Niu Lanying's red face, she stepped forward and twisted her hand. She had no longer the reserve she had just now. She reached under her butt and rubbed her back and forth on the buttocks and said: Is Secretary Meng's hand hotter than mine just now?
Doctor Sun, don't laugh at me
Meng Qingnian looked at Sun Weihong with jealousy, not knowing what she was thinking. This beautiful girl made Meng Qingnian's hand unknowingly lean against her. When she reached her butt, she touched the round meat balls.
Secretary Meng, will you still stamp it tonight?
Sun Weihong reminded the dreamer with one sentence. Meng Qingnian was so excited that he had a cold war. He drank wine and no longer had any taste. He looked at Niu Lanying and Sun Weihong and less interested. Even Sun Weihong's butt was not warm. Wang Geyi's quiet little face was always shining in front of him.
Is Wang Geyi still a little chick?
Meng Qingnian was so happy when she thought about it. When she really saw Wang Geyi in the brigade headquarters, she didn't dare to laugh.
Wang Geyi's little face was filled with tears, which was more charming than the apricot blossoms in spring. Meng Qingnian's saliva was out of control again, his hands and feet were trembling. The wine he had just drunk seemed to have broken down. He came forward and wanted to hold hands. But someone stood up behind Wang Geyi.
Min Cuicui
When Meng Qingnian saw this, the saliva in her mind immediately stopped
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