Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

Yang Xiaofei's clothes were wet and had a different smell. Xia Feng was excited for a moment. Later, he took Yang Xiaofei to bed.

Yang Xiaofei gasped for a long time and said, "I won't wear this next time. I'll kill you."

Xia Feng smiled and said, "don't go back tonight?"

"Well." Yang Xiaofei nodded weakly, "I was going to go back. I have no strength."

"Great." Xia Feng cheered.

Seeing that he was happy, Yang Xiaofei was also happy. Her eyes were flattering and said, "do you want to sleep with me?"

"HMM." Xia Feng nodded and hugged her: "it's so comfortable to sleep with you."

This is not a lie to coax Yang Xiaofei. Yang Xiaofei, a soft and whitening young woman, is really comfortable sleeping with her arms.

Yang Xiaofei was even happier, lying happily in Xia Feng's arms, stroking Xia Feng's strong chest with her fingers and said, "I also like you to sleep with me. I feel so relieved."

Xia Feng said, "why did you ask me out at this time today? What happened?"

Yang Xiaofei has a good plan. Generally, she makes an appointment with Xia Feng around seven o'clock, and then goes back around ten o'clock. She makes an appointment with Xia Feng at this time today, which makes Xia Feng a little surprised.

"Yes," said Yang Xiaofei, "I'm not very happy today."

"What's the matter?" Xia Feng asked.

"A new vice president seems to be a little aimed at me." Yang Xiaofei is a little annoyed.

Xia Feng asked, "why did he target you?"

"How do I know?" Yang Xiaofei scolded: "crazy."

Xia Feng smiled: "then you should be careful. If a madman hits someone, the police uncle says it doesn't matter."

Yang Xiaofei made him laugh: "just a mad dog. I don't care about him."

Then she turned over and lay on Xia Feng's chest. Looking at Xia Feng, her eyes were flirtatious: "brother Feng, if I get divorced, will you marry me?"

Xia Feng was surprised and asked, "why, you're going to divorce."

"Well," Yang Xiaofei twisted, "answer my question first."

"Of course." Xia Feng nodded. "As long as you are willing to marry, such a beautiful sister, resolutely marry home and love ten times a day."

Yang Xiaofei giggled.

Xia Feng asked again, "I really want to leave."

"No." Yang Xiaofei wrinkled her nose.

"Play with me," Xia Feng feigned anger.

Yang Xiaofei smiled: "just let you play with me. I play with you. You can't do it."

"OK." Xia Feng hummed and suddenly stretched out his hand to hit Yang Xiaofei on her ass.

"Ah." Yang Xiaofei called to him, "friend, be gentle."

Said but giggled.

Xia Feng hugged her and said, "what stimulation is it?"

Yang Xiaofei snorted: "when he had dinner earlier, he forgot his mobile phone at home, and then a silly woman called home. I saw it and didn't say a word. The silly woman thought it was him. It was a whine and asked him when he would arrive."

Xia Feng asked, "what happened later?"

"Then he came back, but I deleted the phone and pretended not to know." Yang Xiaofei snorted twice: "I can't last two minutes. I have to raise a woman outside. That woman is also stupid. She can't get the goods in three minutes. Why do you want him?"

Xia Feng is silent.

He can still touch Yang Xiaofei's mind during his association with Yang Xiaofei.

Yang Xiaofei is a snobbish and selfish woman. She is also very smart. Many things are divided by interests. Her husband has a good family background and a good future. Therefore, if she really wants to divorce, she won't be willing. However, she is a little angry in her heart, so she still wants to ask him out at this time.

Chatting, Yang Xiaofei wriggled on him and slowly became happy again. She kissed all the way and said with a little satisfaction: "brother, I like you. You are as strong and powerful as a bison."

The next day was actually a weekend, but the transport team didn't have a weekend and had to take a car.

After that day, Ma Zhong greeted him with a loud voice. In the afternoon, Ma Zhong said, "Xiao Feng, drink. Today is mine."

"OK." Xia Feng was not polite to him.

After drinking the wine, Xia Feng stood firmly in the transportation team.

However, the purpose of his stay here is not to force in the transportation team, but to draw Du Mingzhu's face. However, the transportation team is relatively independent and a little farther away from the high level. If he wants to draw Du Mingzhu's face, he can't reach it, which makes Xia Feng a little upset.

"The export exhibition is about to open, and foreigners should think of me." Xia Feng thought and gritted his teeth: "even if I can't think of it, I'll let him think of, um, finding a liar for a drink one day."

He was thinking about it. He didn't expect the opportunity to come.

This morning, I drove out to the factory and loaded the goods. A group of people came, including seven or eight foreigners, and then Du Mingzhu.

Du Mingzhu wears a moon white suit with a light green bottomed shirt with lace. It's really dazzling under the autumn sun. Although Xia Feng is a little annoyed with Du Mingzhu, he has to admit that he is indeed a top beauty. He may look a little worse than Lin Xiaoxian, but his temperament is much stronger. Compared with Kong Fuzhi, he is also a little worse.

Among Xia Feng's women, there is probably only one min Aoxue who can compare with her, but min Aoxue can't be completely his woman.

"What are they doing here? Foreign businessmen?" Xia Feng heard Kong Fuzhi say that there are many shareholders of the company. These foreigners are accompanied by Du Mingzhu in person. They may be shareholders, but Du Mingzhu is from the marketing department, so they may also be foreign businessmen.

Ma Zhong had gathered together to play cards. When he saw a bunch of foreigners coming, he collected the cards. Several people saw Du Mingzhu. Their eyes lit up in an instant. The telegraph pole came to xiafeng: "Xiaofeng, look, that beauty is the white rose, one of the three roses of our company. Du Mingzhu, manager of the marketing department."

"Eh, you know?" Xia Feng was curious.

The transportation team is relatively independent and has little intersection with the company's senior management.

"Of course I know. I still have a picture of her," said the pole, took out my cell phone and took a picture from a distance.

He took a few pictures, adjusted them and sent them to Xia Feng: "look, I still have a few pictures here. I'm looking for a chance to take them. Beautiful, immortal."

Xia Feng looked at it. Indeed, there were several photos of Du Mingzhu in the telephone pole and mobile phone, some at the door of the company, some seemed to be in the meeting place, and some were in the street.

"Why do you take so many pictures of her?" Xia Feng was curious.

"Imagine in front of the picture." Ma Zhong sneered.

"That's right." the telegraph pole is not ashamed, but elated: "it's imagination!"

Looking at him like that, Xia Feng couldn't laugh or cry, but it was understandable. He just said curiously, "Du Mingzhu is a white rose. What else is there?"