Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 317 Chapter 310 Six: Back

The shop was found, and Song Qiu didn't like to procrastinate, seeing that it was still early, he immediately went to Pingkang Fang, intending to go to Zeng's Dental Shop and buy a few more people.

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Speaking of the other side, Zhang Song was anxious to chase people and was afraid of being seen, so he kept walking with his head down.

He ran into someone without thinking, and the other party was Song Qiu, a neighbor in his hometown. Zhang Song didn't know her well, so nodding his head was considered a greeting.

Seeing that the person in front had turned the corner, he hurried to catch up.

It's a pity that if you delay for a while, you will lose the person.

Zhang Song made a fist with his left hand and punched his right palm, a trace of annoyance flashed across his face, he paused, turned around, and headed for Cangshan Lane.

After waiting for a long time outside of Mao'er Hutong, the soft and boneless woman with twisted waist came back.

Fearing that people would find out, Zhang Song carefully hid behind a tree, and slowly poked his head out when he heard the sound of closing the door.

But as soon as he showed his head, he was bumped into by a pair of eyes full of glances in front of him.

Zhang Song was startled, and quickly backed away, almost fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

"Young master, you should be careful, ho ho~"

But he heard the woman laughing coquettishly, her voice was so pleasant and charming, it made people feel numb.

Zhang Song felt his heart throbbing, and his face was burning. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He didn't follow the widow on purpose, it wasn't with his younger sister. Although he was determined not to marry Meng Tingsheng, he was finally robbed of his innocence by Meng Tingsheng. He couldn't be angry and wanted him to help him out.

But he stared at Meng Zhai for a few days and didn't stare at anyone, so he could only take a detour and stare at the widow.

As long as Meng Tingsheng came to look for the widow, he would be able to catch her.

But after staring at the widow for a few days, Meng Tingsheng did not come to him.

He was wondering in his heart, but he was caught by someone.

He is a scholar, following a widow like this, it's not good to spread the word, so he turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, the woman stretched her slender hand forward, grabbed Zhang Song's belt accurately, and then gently pulled it back.

Zhang Song froze all over, and subconsciously felt that he couldn't control himself.

Then she was pulled by the belt by the woman and walked into the courtyard step by step.

When I regained my senses, I realized that I followed the woman into a room with a strong fragrance.

The woman's fragrance that filled the room was really good, Zhang Song subconsciously shrugged his nose, and was intoxicated by it.

He was just sixteen, usually he secretly went to Qinghefang Flower House with a few friends from the school, but he didn't dare to do what he shouldn't do, he just went to drink and see and see.

How can we stand the current battle?

Widows and widows live in the same room.

I just feel that my brain is empty, and I don't know anything, and I am acting completely according to the instinct of the body.

After more than half an hour, the red tent gradually stopped under the waves.

Looking at the ruddy and charming person beside him, Zhang Song felt limp and comfortable all over his body. This feeling he had never experienced before was really intoxicating.

He didn't want to move when he was lying down, and he didn't know how long it took before he slowly woke up.

Immediately panicked.

What did he do? !

He was obviously looking for Meng Tingsheng by looking at the widow, so why did he do such a thing with a widow? !
They are going to get married soon, and if Yun'er finds out, the marriage will fall through, and without Master Ge's promotion, his future...

The more Zhang Song thought about it, the more frightened he became, he quickly pulled out his hand, got up and quickly put on the stripped clothes one by one.

Because he was flustered and nervous, the clothes seemed to be against him on purpose, so he couldn't put them on no matter what.

At this time, a pair of soft hands stretched out, took the clothes in his hands, and helped him put them on one by one gently.

The woman only wore a peony flower apron, her body was delicate and beautiful, her skin was as white as snow.

Zhang Song's heart trembled when he saw it, and he forgot to react for a moment, and just let the other party gently put on his clothes for him and tidy them up.

Then, she leaned down and gently put on the socks and shoes for him.

This operation immediately made Zhang Song even more unresponsive, only feeling numb and crisp in his heart, an indescribable feeling.

Chen Jiaojiao was wearing a cloak, so she pulled Zhang Song who was in a daze, and slowly sent the person out of the yard. When she opened the door, she smiled softly and looked forward to the sky, "Young master, remember to visit Jiaojiao often. Jiaojiao's door is open anytime." Keep it for the son."

After all, he reluctantly opened the door and gently pushed the person out.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen Jiaojiao put away all the tender look on her face, smiled, twisted her waist and turned back to the room.

Such a young man!Energetic is enough, two more, she will become a fairy.

What's so good about being married, it's better to be happy these days.

After leaving the door, Zhang Song's mind flashed through the scenes just now, and he was annoyed at how he was so reckless, yet he was happy and satisfied, and he was also afraid, but it was more about aftertaste endless.

It's so complicated it's indescribable.

Fearing that people might see him, Zhang Song didn't stop, and strode away from here, heading outside.

The motionless old beggar nestled at the entrance of the alley revealed a pair of gray eyes from the curls of his sticky hair, looked at Zhang Song's back hurriedly, and shook his head.

"This pretty widow is so clever, and she's a minister under her skirt! Count it up, how many times is it this month? If it's a banquet, I'm afraid it will take several sittings. table!"

He hummed twice, leaned against the corner of the wall, and was about to go back to sleep.

At this time, a half-grown beggar ran over quickly, grabbed him, and yelled in his ear, "Old Lei! Get up! The sun is drying your ass!"

The old beggar who was replaced by old man Lei was almost sent to see Lord Yan on the spot by Jinglei. He patted his chest, and with his backhand, he pulled off the kid who was on his body, and pressed his armpit to his side, cursing and saying: : "You stinky boy, disturbing the quiet early in the morning, let's see how I deal with you."

The little beggar was pressed to the ground, and he just lay flat and didn't move. He wasn't afraid that old man Lei would do anything to him. Instead, he made faces at him, "It's early in the morning, look, the sun has climbed into the sky, it should be Let's have lunch!"

Old man Lei scratched the person a few times and then let go. Hearing this, he curled his lips and waved his hands and said, "What lunch are you eating? Grandpa, I haven't even eaten my lunch yesterday! It's alright, alright, I'll get back to you." Stay on the East Street, don't disturb grandpa's sleep."

As he said that, he lay down with his arms on his head and wanted to sleep.

The little beggar turned over and got up, looked at old man Lei, grinned and said, "Then you sleep, I'm going to the Town God's Temple for lunch!"

Saying to go.

"Come back!" Old man Lei moved faster than him when he heard this. He jumped up and pulled him back. "You said to go to the Town God's Temple for dinner? But that kid Zhang Yang is back?!"

Then before the little beggar could answer, an impatient gust of wind blew by, and he disappeared.

The little beggar stomped his feet and hurriedly ran after him, "Old Lei, you are waiting for me!"

　This chapter is changed to suspect life, has been blocked, did not write too explicit, can only be deleted
　　
　
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