Chapter 480
In fact, the most important reason why there are groups of male hooligans in this world is because of those women who have no self-respect.
For example, if our handsome Qin is facing a woman who looks more patriotic than Sister Fu Rong, even if you force him to think of bed, he may be anxious with you.
"Hey, Director, don't call me a professor, I sound a bit awkward." Holding Zhizi's little hand, Qin Zhao thought: This girl's hand is quite soft, although she is not as tall as Suning Moyu and the others, But Shengzai has an innate debauchery on him, which is totally different from Su Ning Moyu's deliberately pretending. If he is in bed with this kind of woman, he should be able to experience a taste of conquest better.
At this moment, Qin Zhao, who has rich experience with women, summed up the above-mentioned strengths for Xiaomei Zhizi.
"Then what should I call you?" Zhizi's eyes moved.
"You'd better call me Mr. Qin or just call me by my name." Qin Zhao could clearly feel that Xiaomei Zhizi's little finger stroked his palm intentionally or unintentionally when he retracted his hand seemingly casually. For a moment, this also made him more convinced that from the point of view of sending that, there are very few women in the world who can compare with Japanese women: "As for Pry tonight, I think I will be there on time."
"Hehe, your name is Qin Zhao, then I'll call you Xiao Zhao from now on." Just now, she showed a little charm to Qin Zhao, and Zhizi smiled very satisfied with the man's reaction: "I think It’s a little strange to call each other the head teacher, don’t you think?”
"Very good, I wonder if Little Beauty and Miss Zhizi are going to participate in the Pry tonight?" Qin Zhao smiled secretly, and asked this question seemingly casually.
During this period of time, as a normal man, he spends time with two girls who are dedicated to studying every day. It is impossible to say that there is not a lot of "vitality" in his body. Today I happened to meet this Japanese woman who used to be irresponsible. If I had the opportunity to indulge with her, I believe that Su Ning, Ye Qingling and God, the old man, would not blame themselves so much for the sake of Lao Qin's suffering.
Even Kong Er Er said, "Food and sex, human desires exist", let alone someone who was teased by the Japanese sexy goddess Xiaomei Gardenia? Although she is not young, who made her look like a young woman in her thirties? It’s not normal if he doesn’t have this kind of thinking, don’t you hear, ‘Bitches don’t go into heat, but male dogs can get on their body? ' said?
Cough cough cough... It's getting too far, I'm afraid someone will say that I drool too much, so let's continue the story just now.
"If you go, I will go..." Zhizi had just said this when she heard someone knocking on the door. She hastily stopped what she just said, put away the boundless spring on her face, and sat up straight with a dignified appearance: "Please come in."
The door opened and a man walked in. Qin Zhao saw that he was about forty years old, with a glossy big back revealing a broad forehead, a pair of black-framed glasses on a not-so-straight nose, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The look in Qin Zhao's eyes gave off an easy-going impression.
"Oh, Teacher An, what do you want?" Zhizi reached out and brushed a few strands of hair beside her ears, and conveniently put the materials sent by Qin Zhao on the stack of documents on the table: "Mr. Qin, what are you doing tomorrow?" You can go to work now.”
"That's good." Qin Zhao knew that Zhizi's words to him meant 'you go away', nodded tactfully, and smiled at Teacher An as a greeting, then said goodbye to Zhizi and opened the door Flash people.
"Who is he?" Teacher An waited for Qin Zhao to walk out, walked around the desk and walked behind her, putting her hands on her breasts and slowly fiddling with them.
"A new teacher who came to report came from Qinghua University in the Mainland." Teacher An's massage made Zhizi close her glasses comfortably, and after explaining to him, she stretched her left hand back and grabbed Teacher An's crotch: " Why, you don't even worry about my normal work?"
"Hmph, how many times have I told you that when I'm not around, try to avoid associating with strange men," Mr. An snorted, and looked down from the front of Gardenia's suit with the eyes behind the glasses. The pair who were still tall and straight swallowed hard: "A teacher who came to report, just sign him to leave, there is no need for him to stay in your office for so long... oh, damn it. "
The movements of Zhizi's hands suddenly increased, and Teacher An let out a long soft song, and the hands that were supposed to massage Zhizi immediately went around her neck and reached into her chest.
"The door is not locked yet..." Zhizi was fiddled with by Teacher An a few times, she raised her chin and looked at Teacher An with winking eyes, reminding him that someone would come in at any time now. But Teacher An's words completely made her give up the idea of locking the door.
"Baby, isn't it more exciting like this?" Teacher An gently licked Zhizi's right earlobe with the tip of her tongue. She unzipped Teacher An's trousers and grabbed his rigidity. At the same time, Teacher An withdrew her hand and hugged Zhizi's small waist instead, picked her up with a little force, put her on the table roughly, and put her left hand under her black skirt, just Such a light tick...
A pair of red trousers appeared on Zhizi's snow-white knee, and then Teacher An sat on Miss Zhizi's boss chair, and put her on her lap with both hands, and Zhizi took her out a long time ago. It stabbed into her mud smoothly... The gasp was mixed with soft singing, and after Qin Zhao walked out of the office building not far away, it reverberated in the director's office...
Although Song Lieming didn't urge Qin Zhao to take back the will that concerns the national interest from Guo Jing in the past ten days, he called Qin Zhao to ask for leave after the report, saying that he would go out for a stroll and leave immediately. He readily agreed and asked Qin Zhao what help he needed. He also wanted to settle this matter as soon as possible.
The reason why Qin Zhao was not allowed to sneak out of the barracks before the start of school was because he didn't want any accidents to happen to him. Now that Comrade Old Qin has the identity of an associate professor at Pearl University as a cover, he can act freely in the future.
After rejecting Song Lieming's offer of help, Qin Zhao turned off the phone and walked slowly to Mingzhu Street.
Pearl on the 16th day of the first lunar month, although the school has started and the company has opened, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is still terribly enthusiastic. Especially those spontaneously formed dragon and lion dance teams, now is the time to show off their skills, so Qin Zhao took a taxi for nearly an hour and a half to reach the old city of Xihuan.
To Qin Zhao's relief, the taxi driver was not only very decent but also very enthusiastic. He didn't deliberately take detours on the road, and took Qin Zhao to the exact address he reported—Xu Ma's old village. Then he waved his hand. Say goodbye to Qin Zhao. If the moved Qin hadn't thought about having to pay for a taxi when he went back later, he would have given him all the silver in his wallet as a tip.
"No. 272, Xu Ma Village... Well, it seems that this is it." Qin Zhao walked along the winding and narrow street to the front of No. 272 house. Xuma Village, an old district in the West Ring Road, is the last 18th-century old district reserved by the Pearl government for the Pearl. In the small village, there is a church built by the British in the last century. Pigeons are standing under the big bell on the top of the church. When the big clock rang the time chime, he was still combing his feathers slowly, without any panic.
An iron sheet was inlaid on the already dilapidated door panel, and the blue paint on the iron sheet was already mottled. If the number 271 on the opposite side was not clear, Qin Zhao would not be sure that this was number 272, Guo Jing's hometown.
As for whether Guo Jing's hometown will be searched by the Maohai Group after Guo's family falls behind, the answer is yes. But when Guo Jing leaned on Qin Zhao's ear and told the whereabouts of the will, Qin Zhao, who was itchy all over from the heat from her mouth, still yelled, "You are so cunning!" The door lock of Guo's old house at No. 272 was so rusted that it couldn't be opened. In fact, Qin Zhao didn't have the key even if he opened it. After looking around, there was no suspicious person except for two old ladies bent over to clean up the garbage not far away. Qin Zhao stepped back a few steps later, took a few steps to run up, and pressed his right hand against the wall that was not too high. The body flew into the Guo family's old house at No. 272 like a big bird.
No one has come to clean it for many years, and the yard that is not too big has long been overgrown with weeds, and the door panel of the main room facing the entrance of the yard has been crookedly lying on the side. Although it is in broad daylight, the sun is bright, but the The main room with poor lighting still gives people a gloomy feeling, which makes people doubt whether the two dilapidated door panels will automatically close and make a creepy 'creak' sound as soon as they step into the room... …
Qin Zhao didn't need to go in to know that the ground inside must have been dug three feet down. Fortunately, the place where Guo Jing kept his will was not under the bed or in the wall, but in the trunk of the old poplar tree near the east wall.
The temperature after the Spring Festival is still low, but the old poplar trees gave Qin Zhao an invisible green illusion. Stepping on the half-foot-thick grass, he walked up to the poplar tree, walked around the poplar tree, which was about as thick as Li Moyu's waist now, and finally fixed his eyes on the tree on the side of the wall.
At a height of about half a meter from the ground, there was a scar on the body of this old poplar tree that could not be seen without looking carefully. Qin Zhao tapped it with his fingers, and there was a muffled puffing sound from the tree. Hearing the sound representing hollowness, Qin Zhao smiled and pulled out the thorn with his backhand.
After picking apart the piece of bark about ten centimeters long, and then pulling away the flour pasted on the tree, Qin Zhao saw a roll of things stuck several layers with transparent tape, and picked it out with the tip of a thorn. The rolled thing was pulled out a few dead grasses and stuffed into a small tree hole. Qin Zhao smiled and stood up in satisfaction...
For example, if our handsome Qin is facing a woman who looks more patriotic than Sister Fu Rong, even if you force him to think of bed, he may be anxious with you.
"Hey, Director, don't call me a professor, I sound a bit awkward." Holding Zhizi's little hand, Qin Zhao thought: This girl's hand is quite soft, although she is not as tall as Suning Moyu and the others, But Shengzai has an innate debauchery on him, which is totally different from Su Ning Moyu's deliberately pretending. If he is in bed with this kind of woman, he should be able to experience a taste of conquest better.
At this moment, Qin Zhao, who has rich experience with women, summed up the above-mentioned strengths for Xiaomei Zhizi.
"Then what should I call you?" Zhizi's eyes moved.
"You'd better call me Mr. Qin or just call me by my name." Qin Zhao could clearly feel that Xiaomei Zhizi's little finger stroked his palm intentionally or unintentionally when he retracted his hand seemingly casually. For a moment, this also made him more convinced that from the point of view of sending that, there are very few women in the world who can compare with Japanese women: "As for Pry tonight, I think I will be there on time."
"Hehe, your name is Qin Zhao, then I'll call you Xiao Zhao from now on." Just now, she showed a little charm to Qin Zhao, and Zhizi smiled very satisfied with the man's reaction: "I think It’s a little strange to call each other the head teacher, don’t you think?”
"Very good, I wonder if Little Beauty and Miss Zhizi are going to participate in the Pry tonight?" Qin Zhao smiled secretly, and asked this question seemingly casually.
During this period of time, as a normal man, he spends time with two girls who are dedicated to studying every day. It is impossible to say that there is not a lot of "vitality" in his body. Today I happened to meet this Japanese woman who used to be irresponsible. If I had the opportunity to indulge with her, I believe that Su Ning, Ye Qingling and God, the old man, would not blame themselves so much for the sake of Lao Qin's suffering.
Even Kong Er Er said, "Food and sex, human desires exist", let alone someone who was teased by the Japanese sexy goddess Xiaomei Gardenia? Although she is not young, who made her look like a young woman in her thirties? It’s not normal if he doesn’t have this kind of thinking, don’t you hear, ‘Bitches don’t go into heat, but male dogs can get on their body? ' said?
Cough cough cough... It's getting too far, I'm afraid someone will say that I drool too much, so let's continue the story just now.
"If you go, I will go..." Zhizi had just said this when she heard someone knocking on the door. She hastily stopped what she just said, put away the boundless spring on her face, and sat up straight with a dignified appearance: "Please come in."
The door opened and a man walked in. Qin Zhao saw that he was about forty years old, with a glossy big back revealing a broad forehead, a pair of black-framed glasses on a not-so-straight nose, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The look in Qin Zhao's eyes gave off an easy-going impression.
"Oh, Teacher An, what do you want?" Zhizi reached out and brushed a few strands of hair beside her ears, and conveniently put the materials sent by Qin Zhao on the stack of documents on the table: "Mr. Qin, what are you doing tomorrow?" You can go to work now.”
"That's good." Qin Zhao knew that Zhizi's words to him meant 'you go away', nodded tactfully, and smiled at Teacher An as a greeting, then said goodbye to Zhizi and opened the door Flash people.
"Who is he?" Teacher An waited for Qin Zhao to walk out, walked around the desk and walked behind her, putting her hands on her breasts and slowly fiddling with them.
"A new teacher who came to report came from Qinghua University in the Mainland." Teacher An's massage made Zhizi close her glasses comfortably, and after explaining to him, she stretched her left hand back and grabbed Teacher An's crotch: " Why, you don't even worry about my normal work?"
"Hmph, how many times have I told you that when I'm not around, try to avoid associating with strange men," Mr. An snorted, and looked down from the front of Gardenia's suit with the eyes behind the glasses. The pair who were still tall and straight swallowed hard: "A teacher who came to report, just sign him to leave, there is no need for him to stay in your office for so long... oh, damn it. "
The movements of Zhizi's hands suddenly increased, and Teacher An let out a long soft song, and the hands that were supposed to massage Zhizi immediately went around her neck and reached into her chest.
"The door is not locked yet..." Zhizi was fiddled with by Teacher An a few times, she raised her chin and looked at Teacher An with winking eyes, reminding him that someone would come in at any time now. But Teacher An's words completely made her give up the idea of locking the door.
"Baby, isn't it more exciting like this?" Teacher An gently licked Zhizi's right earlobe with the tip of her tongue. She unzipped Teacher An's trousers and grabbed his rigidity. At the same time, Teacher An withdrew her hand and hugged Zhizi's small waist instead, picked her up with a little force, put her on the table roughly, and put her left hand under her black skirt, just Such a light tick...
A pair of red trousers appeared on Zhizi's snow-white knee, and then Teacher An sat on Miss Zhizi's boss chair, and put her on her lap with both hands, and Zhizi took her out a long time ago. It stabbed into her mud smoothly... The gasp was mixed with soft singing, and after Qin Zhao walked out of the office building not far away, it reverberated in the director's office...
Although Song Lieming didn't urge Qin Zhao to take back the will that concerns the national interest from Guo Jing in the past ten days, he called Qin Zhao to ask for leave after the report, saying that he would go out for a stroll and leave immediately. He readily agreed and asked Qin Zhao what help he needed. He also wanted to settle this matter as soon as possible.
The reason why Qin Zhao was not allowed to sneak out of the barracks before the start of school was because he didn't want any accidents to happen to him. Now that Comrade Old Qin has the identity of an associate professor at Pearl University as a cover, he can act freely in the future.
After rejecting Song Lieming's offer of help, Qin Zhao turned off the phone and walked slowly to Mingzhu Street.
Pearl on the 16th day of the first lunar month, although the school has started and the company has opened, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is still terribly enthusiastic. Especially those spontaneously formed dragon and lion dance teams, now is the time to show off their skills, so Qin Zhao took a taxi for nearly an hour and a half to reach the old city of Xihuan.
To Qin Zhao's relief, the taxi driver was not only very decent but also very enthusiastic. He didn't deliberately take detours on the road, and took Qin Zhao to the exact address he reported—Xu Ma's old village. Then he waved his hand. Say goodbye to Qin Zhao. If the moved Qin hadn't thought about having to pay for a taxi when he went back later, he would have given him all the silver in his wallet as a tip.
"No. 272, Xu Ma Village... Well, it seems that this is it." Qin Zhao walked along the winding and narrow street to the front of No. 272 house. Xuma Village, an old district in the West Ring Road, is the last 18th-century old district reserved by the Pearl government for the Pearl. In the small village, there is a church built by the British in the last century. Pigeons are standing under the big bell on the top of the church. When the big clock rang the time chime, he was still combing his feathers slowly, without any panic.
An iron sheet was inlaid on the already dilapidated door panel, and the blue paint on the iron sheet was already mottled. If the number 271 on the opposite side was not clear, Qin Zhao would not be sure that this was number 272, Guo Jing's hometown.
As for whether Guo Jing's hometown will be searched by the Maohai Group after Guo's family falls behind, the answer is yes. But when Guo Jing leaned on Qin Zhao's ear and told the whereabouts of the will, Qin Zhao, who was itchy all over from the heat from her mouth, still yelled, "You are so cunning!" The door lock of Guo's old house at No. 272 was so rusted that it couldn't be opened. In fact, Qin Zhao didn't have the key even if he opened it. After looking around, there was no suspicious person except for two old ladies bent over to clean up the garbage not far away. Qin Zhao stepped back a few steps later, took a few steps to run up, and pressed his right hand against the wall that was not too high. The body flew into the Guo family's old house at No. 272 like a big bird.
No one has come to clean it for many years, and the yard that is not too big has long been overgrown with weeds, and the door panel of the main room facing the entrance of the yard has been crookedly lying on the side. Although it is in broad daylight, the sun is bright, but the The main room with poor lighting still gives people a gloomy feeling, which makes people doubt whether the two dilapidated door panels will automatically close and make a creepy 'creak' sound as soon as they step into the room... …
Qin Zhao didn't need to go in to know that the ground inside must have been dug three feet down. Fortunately, the place where Guo Jing kept his will was not under the bed or in the wall, but in the trunk of the old poplar tree near the east wall.
The temperature after the Spring Festival is still low, but the old poplar trees gave Qin Zhao an invisible green illusion. Stepping on the half-foot-thick grass, he walked up to the poplar tree, walked around the poplar tree, which was about as thick as Li Moyu's waist now, and finally fixed his eyes on the tree on the side of the wall.
At a height of about half a meter from the ground, there was a scar on the body of this old poplar tree that could not be seen without looking carefully. Qin Zhao tapped it with his fingers, and there was a muffled puffing sound from the tree. Hearing the sound representing hollowness, Qin Zhao smiled and pulled out the thorn with his backhand.
After picking apart the piece of bark about ten centimeters long, and then pulling away the flour pasted on the tree, Qin Zhao saw a roll of things stuck several layers with transparent tape, and picked it out with the tip of a thorn. The rolled thing was pulled out a few dead grasses and stuffed into a small tree hole. Qin Zhao smiled and stood up in satisfaction...
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