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    It was near noon and the sun was shining brightly, scattered through the doors and windows.

    The light softly chased behind Song Boxue and approached step by step.

    Jiang Fanyin's breathing slowed, and the fingers in his sleeves trembled slightly, clenching tightly.

    The moment she was held in her arms, she turned around thoughtfully, exposing the back of her neck.

    Song Boxue looked at the well-behaved and nervous Jiang Fanyin, her breath stagnant, and then slowly and firmly supported the person in her arms and turned around.

    "Sister Jiang, I think I can try another effect today."

    When she finished speaking, she held Jiang Fanyin's chin slightly, stared at the red lips that made people think, lowered her head, and kissed it.

    What's more, she doesn't feel that her glands are restless now. Those secret desires are not because of pheromones, but from deep desires.

    Song Boxue tightened her arms, not intending to end like this.

    She thought she was the one holding the candy, but she didn't want the really tempting candy to be here all the time.

    It is a delicious, soft and charming that she has never tasted in her past and present life for more than 20 years.

    Failed to break free, but led to more turbulent possession.

    Jiang Fanyin's brain was chaotic, the sound of exhalation was intermittent, and her body couldn't help trembling, as if there was a possibility of falling down at any time.

    "Be good, exhale slowly."

    Jiang Fanyin was lying in Song Boxue's arms, her eyes were red, and her arms around her were still tight and fit each other.

    For a long time, when her breathing calmed down, she raised her head and murmured, "I was just out of breath."

    Song Boxue raised her lips, her clear eyes filled with a smile: "Me too, just practice more in the future."

    Jiang Fanyin replied softly: "Well, is it better, are you still thirsty?"

    She still remembered that Song Boxue was sick, and she was Song Boxue's medicine, inexplicable, this thought made her mind confused.

    "Thirst, what if I'm thirstier?"

    Jiang Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the bright smile in Song Boxue's eyes, she realized it later: "It's not that kind of thirst, right? Are you already awake?"

    Vaguely, she even suspected that the person in front of her was not sick, because looking back now, it seems that it is not the same as when she was sick before.

    Compared with before, her eyes were too clear, and the so-called disease seemed to be a lie that could be broken at once.

    But why did Song Boxue lie?

    She stared at Song Boxue dazedly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, the person who was in the maze had walked deeper, and there were walls everywhere, as if there was no way out of the maze that trapped her.

    "Well, I just woke up, but I don't want to stop." Song Boxue answered confidently.

    In this case, can you comprehend what I want for you?

    "You..." Jiang Fanyin consciously grasped the key, but he seemed to fall in the clouds and mist, so he couldn't see it clearly.

    Song Boxue raised her hand, touched the top of her hair, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with me? Huh? What does Sister Jiang want to ask?"

    She still couldn't help but act too hastily, she couldn't help dissecting her heart at this moment and frankly her despicable thoughts.

    "Why did you treat me-"

    Jiang Fanyin's red lips were slightly open, and when it came to his mouth, he felt that it was difficult to say it. They are all women. Would this person think that way? What if you are wrong.

    "What to you?"

    "It's nothing." Jiang Fanyin said softly, and only then did she realize that the two of them had been hugging each other tightly.

    She broke free, this time unobstructed.

    Some things are good enough for each other.

    However, today's event also gave her a good inspiration, that is, Jiang Fanyin does not reject being intimate with her.

    Whether Jiang Fanyin wants to help her relieve her condition or treat her as a sister, this is a good start.

     also gave her a good direction.

    Some things are understood in a different way, is it faster?

    "Sister Jiang, please move to my yard tonight. I'm worried that I will lose control recently, especially at night."

    Jiang Fanyin opened his eyes slightly when he heard it: "We haven't gotten married yet, so it's not proper etiquette."

    She just didn't seem to guess wrong, this person seems to have...

    Song Boxue held her hand again: "We are all women, what's wrong with etiquette?"

    I really want to get married tonight.

    Jiang Fanyin’s eyes flashed with uncertainty, they were all women…

    So you guessed wrong? This person does not have any unreasonable thoughts, just because of the disease?

    She still shook her head and refused: "You are a man in the eyes of outsiders, and it is inappropriate to be seen by others."

    "Then if I feel thirsty at night, I'll go find you quietly, okay? That way no one will see it." Song Boxue chased after the victory.

    She tried to remind herself in the bottom of her heart, to be restrained, to take it slow, and not to rush.

    But that unsteady heart, as if it was taken away by Jiang Fanyin, is always pulling her closer, thinking about getting closer, getting closer...

    Jiang Fanyin faced the undisguised expectation in Song Boxue's eyes, hesitated for a while, and bit the corner of her lips: "If you get sick, then... come and find me."

    She was in a mess and didn't know what she was doing.

     "Okay, Sister Jiang is a person who walks the talk. I believe you won't drive me away."

    Song Boxue's words have deep meaning, beautiful scenery, tonight will be a good start.

    Yes, she is going tonight. As an Alpha, she likes challenges the most.

    Challenging Jiang Fanyin's acceptance and self-control.

    She is looking forward to it.

    After a while, Jiang Fanyin sat aside, holding the account book, but did not turn the page for a long time.

    She pursed her lips and stared at Song Boxue who was burying her head in the document.

    If they get married, it may not only be the result of divorce...

    The sun sets, and dusk is approaching.

    Song Boxue stretched and looked aside.

    She quietly got up, walked behind Jiang Fanyin, stretched out her hands and covered Jiang Fanyin's eyes.

    "Sister Jiang, don't look at it, this account can't be settled in a day, so go out with me."

    Jiang Fanyin breathed slightly, and let Song Boxue put his fingers on his eyes: "Okay, go out for a walk."

    Song Boxue changed into a azure blue uniform and walked on the street side by side with Jiang Fanyin in a light purple skirt.

    The street vendors shouted, and people were bargaining from time to time.

    "It was a bit lively at night."

    Song Boxue looked at the shops on both sides and felt relaxed.

    Jiang Fanyin smiled lightly and said, "Perhaps everyone has to work during the day and only have free time in the evening, but unfortunately the city gate will be closed."

    As soon as the city gate is closed, there will be much fewer people in this city.

    In the final analysis, the economy is not developed enough.

    Song Boxue nodded in agreement, and was about to say that she was going to have a casual dinner at a stall beside the street, when someone blocked her way.

    "But Master Qingtian Song from this county?" A man in his 40s or 50s looked at her, his tone still uncertain.

    Song Boxue was stunned for a moment, and found such a person from the original owner's memory, Li Xiucai who gave the original owner one hundred taels of silver notes.

    "Li Xiucai."

    Seeing her answer, Li Xiucai's face was a little excited. He smashed the pot and sold iron to collect 100 taels of silver. He thought he could find a way out. name.

    Obviously agreed at that time, received a bank note to guarantee him to go to the county to study as a master, but turned around and donated the bank note in his name.

    Is this a personnel thing?

    "My lord, my errand..."

    Li Xiucheng's voice murmured, although he was sullen, he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction.

    Song Boxue smiled: "Li Xiucheng doesn't need to be restrained, it just so happens that this official is also hungry, why don't we have a light meal together."

    Look at how many brushes this Li Xiu has.

    "This... my lord, the students have eaten." Li Xiucai was bitter. In order to make up the one hundred taels, the family had run out of food. The county magistrate has dinner.

    It is said that Master Qingtian should be diligent and filial, but he still thinks things too simply.

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a series of 'gululu' sounds, clear and embarrassing.

    Li Xiucai was busy looking for a supplement for herself: "Don't be surprised, sir, the students have a bad stomach."

    Not hungry.

    Song Boxue looked at his yellow face and thin skin, as well as his washed and faded clothes, and had a guess in his heart.

    "Go upstairs for a drink with this officer, and tell me about your errands by the way."

    Seeing her approachable attitude, Li Xiucai was not sure what she meant, so she did not refuse.

    He has no money to give, and now the idea is very self-defeating.

    Two quarters of an hour later, Song Boxue looked at Li Xiucai who had devoured all the food, and waved silently to the man: "Pack a few meals and bring them back to Li Xiucai."

    "Sir..."

    "Don't talk about it, this is for my sister-in-law and children. I will come to the county government tomorrow to help this official, and by the way, I will advance this month's monthly salary."

    Song Boxue waved his hand, after this meal, he also knew that Li Xiucai was good at reckoning, but this temperament may not be suitable for being a master of the county school, but it is very suitable for being a master, but there is no evidence, or Let's see if it's true.

    After leaving upstairs, Song Boxue asked, "Sister Jiang think that Li Xiu can take the place of Master Zhou?"

    She is also worried, almost no one is available in the county office.

    "If it's like what he said, it's appropriate to have real talents and real learning." Jiang Fanyin thought about it seriously.

    Song Boxue rubbed her eyebrows and sighed suddenly, "I don't know if Young General Hua can invite the prefect, and many things will become clear by then."

    For example, after the incident, investigate and deal with Master Zhou, for example, the people in the county government need to change another batch, and for example, what will Jiang Fanyin choose?

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