Yang Xiaonian’s Promotion: Chapter 50 Will be Ling Jueding

() At the moment when Yang Xiaonian's fiery lips touched Chen Bingjing's mouth, Chen Bingjing trembled like a frightened bunny, her eyes were straight, her eyes went from stunned, surprised, confused to coy and resentful, and then , her whole face turned red.

  This bastard, this is their first kiss, they're not ready at all, so it's not like that?

Yang Xiaonian could clearly feel the rapidity of her breathing and the fragrance all over her body. Seeing her shy and confused look was even cuter, so she used her tongue to gently pry her closed teeth and "catch" her lubricating The sweet tongue sucked into his mouth...

   "Uh...uh..." Maybe Yang Xiaonian was sucking a little fiercely, and a touch of pain on the tip of her tongue made Chen Bingjing regain her mind. She reached out and pushed Yang Xiaonian away, and said in a low voice, "Don't..."

Yang Xiaonian held the steamed bun in her left hand and the rice bowl in her right hand. She had no free hand to resist her push. She leaned against the car window behind her in the direction she was pushing, and groaned angrily: "Damn steamed buns... Damn rice bowl..." As he said that, he looked around looking for a place to store these things.

   "You...what are you doing? People come and go in this place..." Chen Bingjing knew what he wanted to do, she gave him a shy look, and pointed out a white finger to the window behind Yang Xiaonian. But he didn't get angry, and he didn't push the door open.

   Her expression was clearly unfinished, but she was afraid of being seen because of her shyness. If you really don't do anything, just stop there, and you will definitely be complained by the beautiful women...

  Yang Xiaonian saw Santana's cup holder in the front row, thinking that this is not designed for me? As soon as he stretched out his hand, he put the rice bowl in his hand on the cup holder, then threw half of the steamed bun in his hand into the bowl, followed by Yingying's waist, who hugged Chen Bingjing as soon as he reached out, and pulled it into his arms, He smiled softly and said, "Don't you want to know if the soup you boiled is delicious? I will tell you with the taste between my lips..."

   "Don't... woo..." When Yang Xiaonian's lips pressed against Chen Bingjing's lips again, Chen Bingjing began to twist twice, shaking her hair to express her rejection. However, soon she was trembling all over and lost her strength, closed her eyes tightly, breathed rapidly, and was kissed arbitrarily by Yang Xiaonian in her arms.

   However, while someone teased Chen Bingjing's little sweet tongue, he still didn't forget to take an inch. His tongue was chasing Chen Bingjing's little fragrant tongue to communicate and entangle, and his unwilling hand was gently rubbing her round and slightly upturned buttocks. When she felt her body trembling slightly, twisting her waist to avoid the invasion of her own palm, Yang Xiaonian's palm slowly slid up from below, and went around from her armpit to the front, separated by her thin Jing wears a shirt, gently rubbing the fullness of her breasts...

   At this time, Chen Bingjing was already feeling a little short of breath, and her hands unknowingly hugged Yang Xiaonian's neck, the tighter and tighter she was...

   Her place is flexible and bouncy, and despite being separated by a layer of shirt, Yang Xiaonian can still feel its moistness and delicacy. Yang Xiaonian's hand slipped from the top, snaked along the firm edge, and then took the opportunity to gently rub on the delicate top. Then he crawled to the other side, feeling their size with the feeling of his fingers.

  Chen Bingjing's body trembled uncontrollably, and withdrew the small hand that had been around Yang Xiaonian's neck to drive away the intruding enemy. On this good opportunity, Yang Xiaonian let go of the lips that were clinging to her cherry lips. Putting his lips to her ear, he kissed her pale neck. Chen Bingjing's body tightened, and then quickly tightened.

   "Don't..." Her slightly open red lips were touching Yang Xiaonian's ears, and the hot air between her rapid breaths stimulated Yang Xiaonian's ears to become numb. Yang Xiaonian's hand slid down her flat lower abdomen, passed through the waistband of her jing suit and the restraint of the belt, and went directly to search for the place where the **** was raised...

   "Xiao Nian... don't, don't be here..." Chen Bingjing's body twisted even more, and a blushing face could drip blood.

"Hey, you just want it, and I won't give it to you here... After I'm done with the things here, I'll find a time to eat you well..." Yang Xiaonian reluctantly pulled out his palm as he spoke. , looked at the shy Chen Bingjing and smiled softly: "It's so fragrant..."

"You... rascal, hooligan... big bastard..." Chen Bingjing was angry and shy, her hands panicked to sort out the messy clothes Yang Xiaonian had just made, glared at him coquettishly, and raised her feet in high heels on his legs He kicked up and said, "Get out of the car, this is the first time that a stinky man has been caught... It's dirty, I'll go home and take a shower..."

"Hehe, do you want me to take you and let's go to the reservoir to wash together?" Yang Xiaonian leaned on her like a mangy dog, sniffing the fragrance of her body: "It's really fragrant, it's not dirty at all... …”

   "Go away, Laipi..." Chen Bingjing backed Yang Xiaonian with all her might, and was about to open the door to escape when she suddenly heard a harsh jing flute coming from far and near.

  Chen Bingjing suddenly sat up straight again, looked at Yang Xiaonian and said, "If you don't go down, the leaders are here..."

   "Alas, the leaders of the people came here to clear the way, I'm better, I was forced to run away by the Jingcha..." Yang Xiaonian complained deliberately with a long voice, with a pitiful and strange look on his face.

"You deserve it... After you become the leader of the listing committee, I'll give you the way, okay? Heck... You're not the leader of the city committee yet, so please go down obediently to meet the leader..." Chen Bingjing raised her snow-white wrist. Covering her cherry red mouth, she laughed and teased.

"Hmph, remember what you said today, sooner or later there will be such a day..." Yang Xiaonian said, suddenly stretched his neck and sneaked a sneak attack on her pink cheeks, and then opened the car door with satisfaction and went out . Standing in the middle of the road, I saw the jing lights in front of me flashing, and a row of cars drove over in a majestic manner.

Last night, the mountain was brightly lit up all night. The villagers in Lijiazhuang didn't know what happened. Some good villagers came to see it this morning. After returning, there was a rumor that there was a stage and a gate on the mountain. Maybe to sing a big show.

   There were also villagers who didn’t believe it and sneered, saying what kind of drama did the barren mountains and ridges in that place sing? Who did you sing it for?

   But some people said, "Why didn't you sing on the mountain? When you built a temple on the north side of the mountain last year, didn't you invite people from the troupe to sing for a few days?"

   According to such a rumor, many villagers rushed over after breakfast, and some young people even carried benches for older elders.

   When Yang Xiaonian and Chen Bingjing were in the car, many villagers had already walked along the car and went up the mountain, and there were a group of people watching from a distance on the road behind. Fortunately, the car that Chen Bingjing drove was previously driven by Chen Aizhong. The windows of the car were covered with dark sun films. Yang Xiaonian and Chen Bingjing were both sitting in the back seat, otherwise, the scene just now would have been all When it is exposed, the villagers will feel that this is a worthwhile trip.

   The leader's car in front slowly stopped, and the people behind looked up, as if it was specially organized to welcome the leader to visit and inspect.

   Such a picture is beyond Yang Xiaonian's expectations.

   With the sound of the doors opening and closing with a bang, officials with big belly and big ears walked out of the car in suits and leather shoes. Then, those people gathered in the middle like Chaos, and finally, surrounded by a middle-aged man with a blushing face in his fifties, he walked over to Yang Xiaonian.

  Yang Xiaonian turned around and looked, behind him, apart from Chen Bingjing, whose face was a little red, there were only a group of thin people with different shapes. This welcome formation looks unusually discordant, very, very unequal.

  The officials of the preparatory office... If you and Chen Bingjing can be regarded as officials, there are only two, and then there are two rows of ordinary people standing on the side of the road more than 20 meters away. In terms of the number of people, even adding those villagers, it seems that there are still not as many officials as the officials who came forward.

   But now it's too late to call people up again. Besides, apart from knowing Li Yuanyuan and Chen Bingjing, he is basically a bare commander now. The rest of the people who have been transferred over have not seen a single person until now, and I don't know if they are unwilling to come at all, or they don't know who they are when they come.

He was hesitating whether he should follow the way the officials greeted the leaders, walked up and said a few polite words, and then shook hands with the main leaders. Unexpectedly, those leaders didn't even look at the station. Yang Xiaonian, who was on the side of the road, turned to the gravel road and went up to Wangshan.

  nai mother, those people's eyes slid over their own body, also because of the beautiful Chen standing beside them. Otherwise, standing here by yourself is like air, and is directly ignored by others.

   He is also an official. He is full of prestige and prestige. He stands here respectfully and is ignored by others. This huge gap deeply stimulates Yang Xiaonian's nerves.

   This is the difference between a big official and a small official, this is the extreme glory brought by the power of life and death. In officialdom, if you want to be respected forever, you should never stop grabbing power.

  Only if you walk up one step at a time, can you trample others under your feet...

   will be the top of the mountain, and you will see the mountains and small mountains. How arrogant is that? But it's definitely not easy. Didn't see his future old father-in-law, Chen Aizhong, who was in his forties, was also crowded on the side of the road, accompanied by a smiling face and followed the footsteps of others?