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There is a charming place in Gao Yamen that is particularly able to "abandon worries". Of course, this is God's special favor to her, and he can always divert her attention with some other things.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: She was a little nervous at the work in the afternoon. When Zheng Jing came to pick her up, she was still a little bit out of her mind. However, his mind immediately wandered elsewhere. Whether it was an internal disease, a big monster or a disaster, or two teams of people, they were all burdens and he didn't want to take care of them anymore. What do you want to control? I want to "manage" my rickets.
Zheng Jing was still telling her while driving, telling her not to be nervous for a while. His father was very easy-going. Suddenly, Yanei shouted, "Stop!" and Zheng Xiaoliu was startled!
What's wrong?
The car pulled over steadily and found Yanei staring intently at the roadside, who was he looking at?
Zheng Xiaoliu guessed it might be the hunched old woman carrying a vegetable bag on her back. The old woman looked like an intellectual at first glance. She was fair and fair and wore glasses. I am too old and walk very slowly.
"Aradillo!"
You were completely unprepared, she suddenly opened the car door and ran out!
Zheng Xiaoliu hurriedly got out of the car, but stood in front of the car door and did not catch up again - she went up to support the old woman and said something to her. The old woman looked at her for a while, thought for a long time, and then laughed. She laughed too. The two chatted for a while.
When I walked back from the office, I was obviously in a good mood. Zheng Xiaoliu looked at her sideways and touched her elbow with his elbow, "Who is it?"
"You drive." She is in a good mood and treats you well. She is smiling, but her eyes are still staring outside.
Zheng Xiaoliu squeezed her legs and knees with his hands, then pulled the gear and turned the steering wheel gracefully,
The car started and he asked again, "Who is this?"
She leaned her head on the back of the chair and looked out the window, "My high school Chinese teacher." She was a little proud.
"Hey, people don't recognize you anymore."
"Who said she doesn't recognize me? She still remembers my name!"
¡°That¡¯s right, teachers are deeply impressed by silly students.¡±
For a long time, she was silent, thinking that she was angry. When she turned around, she was still smiling, innocent and looking out the window, "I'm not stupid - I was a little naughty at that time. Our Chinese language Teacher, that little old lady has a restrained spirit and a resolute expression. She secretly writes romance novels and publishes a few lines of hazy poems in the Wuhan Evening News Wusetu Literary Supplement every now and then. What? You have your own copper branches and iron trunks. , like a knife, a sword, and a halberd. I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, and like a heroic torch. 'Haha." She thought to herself and smiled secretly.
"Several of her close students who always give high marks are proficient in two rhetorical techniques: parallelism and personification. Our Chinese teacher said that parallelism is used to make arguments and have momentum. Personification is used to express emotions and have emotion. As for me, I think the Chinese teacher is It is a bit difficult for me to write words. I have always felt that words are like clay and are very interesting to knead. I love Chairman Mao and recite his poems: "A life of two hundred years, a splash of water for thirty thousand miles". I feel that Bai Juyi "knows the rhyme of music at the age of nine" It's nothing special. Then I loved Li Bai, who was highly praised by Chairman Mao. I memorized "White Jade in the Sky, Twelve Cities on the Fifth Floor", and felt that Chairman Mao's love was indeed reasonable. When I was most motivated, I wrote the essay "Reflections on Visiting the Garden" and tried to The personification of rhetoric is used, "In the corner of the park, there is a pond. There is a willow tree beside the pond, and there is a goldfish in the pond. I am like an underwater fish playing with the waves, and you are like a willow beside the pond, teasing me." Hahaha.
As she spoke, she giggled like a lunatic.
¡°Obviously, Yanei is in a good mood now, so good that he said so many words to Zheng Xiaoliu without knowing it.
Zheng Xiaoliu was generally in a very happy mood. What she said, the way she said it, Xiaoliu turned his head to look at her from time to time. Her eyes never looked at him, but those bright eyes were so bright. The radiance that comes out of her makes you want to kiss her! !
"Xiao Liu says it will be done!" !
Ga! Trot a brake. He leaned forward and blocked her lips!
Yanei was still immersed in self-pleasure at first, but suddenly a strong breath came over him. Xiaoliu was so domineering. His lips touched hers, and his tongue entangled them.
Yanei sipped hard and started pushing his shoulders, whining non-stop, to remind him that he was in the middle of the road.
Not satisfied yet, Xiaoliu put his arm around her waist to hold her closer.
Yanei grabbed his face, and finally separated a little, and Yanei made Xiaoliu's face turn red.
"You gangster!"
Xiaoliu pressed her lips against hers, sipping her breath and enchanting her to death! Stare into her eyes???How confusing¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª
"Are you a gangster? The rhetoric you use has a low tone, evil psychology, and serious hooligan tendencies. I suggest parents confiscate all their bad extracurricular readings! Also, tell me! Have you ever seen porn!"
Ha ha! The yamen looked like a green-eyed bastard, standing there with his lips open! His face turned red from holding back!
She is the best at lying. She can definitely say "I haven't seen it". However, she has just been baptized by Xiaoliu's tongue and her brain is deprived of oxygen and her brain is not spinning fast. For a moment, she can't tell it!
Xiaoliu smiled, lowered his head and licked her lingeringly, "Little slut, even the porn is confiscated." He whispered, becoming more slutty.
The Yameni was so angry that he grabbed his face again. He also let her hold him, smiling deeply and pressing his forehead against hers.
The loudspeakers are blaring outside.
The yamen was still sobbing, leaning on the back of the chair and sulking extremely stingily.
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