Mixed Miners

"Ha ha~!" Ding Cong laughed. "I have been waiting for this for a long time. You are waiting, I will be back today!"

Listening to Ding Cong’s crying and crying, Yang Ling was also a little excited. A few days ago in Beijing, the vice chairman of the Central Military Commission made a clear reply that his country could open a hole in the speeding project. The price is that Linghai Technology has to open up some technologies to the country. However, the country will not produce civilian vehicles. The technology is mainly applied to the military. These Yang Ling will certainly not refuse. It is also his goal to help the country to be strong. The materials and techniques used in flying skateboards are of little use to him. Moreover, the core driver country is currently unable to produce at all, or has to purchase from Linghai Technology, and the reason why he wants to put the production base in Chang'an is mainly because he is lazy, the place in Dongguan is simply not a place to stay. Chang'an is good, the four seasons are distinct, and there are so many friends, mainly Han Xuegu and the two women are here, will not grieve their second brother. &

What should I do next?

Dropping the phone Yang Ling is a bit stunned, eating a qi and Dan practice? This is not realistic. Ding Cong is coming back today. There are still some details to discuss. There is no Kazi in the mountains. It takes the most time to practice. It takes at least two or three days for a qi to take full advantage of it. People are going crazy.

What should I do? What should I do?

Yangling turned like a headless fly in the villa for a few laps. Looked at the weather outside the window, so I just drove out and went to see how Han Xinglin is now?

After more than ten minutes, he stood in front of Han Xinglin’s house and was about to knock on the door. Suddenly the door was opened from the inside, and a familiar woman screamed into his arms. Excited to say: "Oh! ~ Yang Ling, you finally came, you come forward, I have been able to control myself ~!"

“Is it?” Yang Ling felt the seductive body in her arms and helped her to smile and said, “Come, let the uncle walk for a few laps!”

Han Xinglin immediately walked up in the room very naturally. Occasionally, it will be naughty. The man stood a few meters away and made a face for him from time to time.

Yang Ling can't help but nod. Han Xinglin's gimmick is among the few beautiful women he is familiar with. He is not as smart as the squad leader, but he is not as good as Xue Yuqin. He is gentler than Han Xue, but the brain is the biggest.

Now Yang Ling has discovered that smart people do not necessarily have the potential to practice monasticism. For example, the squad leader, who loves to read and love to think, has become clever enough to almost burst the table, but it is a Ma Daha to practice the soul. I taught myself for almost a whole day, but I didn’t touch the door. I couldn’t walk completely without leaving myself, but Han Xinglin was different. Before I rushed to Beijing last time, I simply taught an hour, but now I am fully capable. Control yourself, this is a gift. Generally, people with big brains have simple ideas. If they have simple ideas, they will not be distracted and easily sink into their hearts. When one goes to black, the possibility of success is greater. This is the same as Guo Jing of Jin Daxia's pen. Huang Rong can't practice the palm and the left and right, because she is too smart.

"How? I am not very powerful?" Han Xinglin gave him a glass of water, and proudly rushed him to say a wink.

"My wife is the most powerful! Come, my husband will reward you~!" Yang Ling couldn't help but say that she was pulling her in her arms, kissed her mouth, and her hands were not honestly touched by her. After the last massage of the ankle, the relationship between the two broke through a lot.

"Hey~! Forgive! Itchy!" Han Xinglin twisted and twisted in his arms, but did not push him away. After a while she began to pant, her cheeks were red, a pair of big eyes swayed out of spring water, then Slowly closed, arms clenched Yang Ling's waist tightly and began to accept his thinness.

"Okay, the reward of the husband is over!" Yang Ling gently bounced her head and said with a smile.

Han Xinglin was not willing to get up in his arms. He blushed and said, "How come you come to see me today, I thought you didn't want me?"

"How come? I am not Haba! Is such a beautiful girlfriend, I will give others a chance? Right, is there any harassment of Weizilong?" Yang Ling said to her.

"Oh!" Han Xinglin jumped from his arms and said anxiously: "Bad bad, blame you! Manager Jin asked me to go to the company this morning, I was just preparing to go out!"

Yang Ling had not had time to talk. Han Xinglin picked up the small bag on the coffee table and rushed out the door like the same gust. In less than three seconds, he rushed in and pulled his hand and said, "Come and drive me to the company. I will be detained later. Bonus!"

Yang Ling couldn't help but laughed. He had to go downstairs together, and then drove Han Xinglin to the Jinyu Building. He watched him rushing in, and then he drove back and forth, and as a result, he did not drive far and was blocked. It is.

"I #¥%^......&%......, speeding, I must drive the car!"

After almost an hour or so, Yang Ling slowly left the blocked road and made a fuss while driving.

When he was open, he found that the road was familiar. Until he saw the signboard of a big "Lizi Spa", he remembered that the sweet beauty salon was opposite, so he stopped and looked at the opposite side, but It was discovered that the sweet and sweet massage beauty salon had been closed, and several workers were dismantling the signs and the decoration of the exterior wall.

He parked the car and went over and asked. ~www.readwn.com~ Several workers shook their heads and didn't know the reason. They only said that the boss had arranged, and Yang Ling had to take out his mobile phone and call Xiao. The phone was quickly connected.

"Yang Ling? How do you think about calling me?" Yang Ling felt that she was not feeling well, and she was concerned about asking: "Hey, what's the matter? How does your beauty salon close?" Already?"

甄 Sweet and faint said: "Well~! It’s been closed for half a month. How do you know?"

"I am at the door of your beauty salon. I just passed through here and saw the door closed. So ask, is your beauty salon not open? Why close?" Yang Ling asked amazedly.

"There happened something..." The sweetness seemed to hesitate and didn't finish.

"Isn't that Feng Fatzi bullying you?" Yang Ling remembered the fat man who looked at the sweet color in the Tianyi International Beauty Salon, and suddenly asked with some anger.

"Some of his reasons... but not all, anyway, my sister has been doing this for so many years, and it is a little tired, just not open!" Xiao Tian seems to be unwilling to say, just a faint explanation. (To be continued.)