Someone shared their private happiness. Xu Fang was very excited, so she continued to tease him charmingly and said, "Little bad guy, do you treat your godmother as a sleeping pill?"

"Yes, my godmother is my good medicine to sleep! I have to take my godmother's body every night, otherwise I can't sleep. Godmother, please pity me, come back and sleep with me. My little brother is always dishonest. It keeps waiting for my godmother to come back and caress it. Godmother, godmother, I want to kiss your place, Oh, so much water, oh godmother,"

The hot and bold love words made Xu Fang's breath mess up. Her body twisted around the incense-smoked bed and laughed, "Little bad guy, I always have a big or small relationship with my godmother. I, me, something happened to my son today, and I don't have the heart to go back like you."

"Godmother, don't, Qiu Sheng will be your son, your own son! We will have another son! Godmother, please come back, come back, Qiu Sheng will have a son with you,

Xu Fang couldn't listen anymore, so she just smiled and cursed, "Little Bad guy," and left the phone number. The diary of the female civil servant 327

She turned over and sat up and said, "I think I'd better go back, otherwise he will torture and revenge on me again tomorrow. Don't laugh at the godmother Huang Yitangha."

I also sat up and said, "No, godmother, I understand you. You can find Brother Qiu Sheng to divert the pain in your heart. I am happy for you. I will leave with you too. It feels bad for me to live here myself."

We got up and put on our clothes, and went outside to take a taxi to the new school of the University of Science and Technology.

Xu Fang looked at the night outside the car window and whispered in emotion, "Baby, I never thought that there would be such ups and downs in my life in the past few decades, let alone that at this age, I would have gone so crazy for a man.

Life is like a TV series that is performed every day. Death is its only ending. No one dares to say that his life has had eternal plots or troughs. Unpredictable high dynasties in life will emerge one after another.

On July 5, 2002, Xu Deliang passed away.

On July 6, Xu Chu was escorted back from the detention center and bid farewell to his father's body.

They received the punishment they deserved

But I didn't feel so happy.

I am tired of this helpless fight back under the danger of being humiliated, but I cannot avoid it.

In the evening, I walked alone by the wild sea at the University of Science and Technology, called Joho and told her that Dong Qing's case had a result.

She sighed to me that a year after graduation, so many things happened in our inconspicuous life. The fact that we were working hard to take the exam seemed to be right in front of us. Now, we are all no longer the daughters we were at that time, but Dong Qing has died.

After making the phone call, I sat behind a hidden reef by the sea, looking at the vast sea at night, holding my knees, and dazed.

The phone rang again, it was Lin Feng's. He asked where I was?

I said it was by the sea.

He said, I want to see you tonight, come on.

He knew that Minister Xu stayed in City W to help Xu's family arrange the funeral.

From his tone, I knew that he was drunk.

I said I didn't want to go, I was not interested, I wanted to stay alone that night. Diary of a female civil servant 327

He said hoarsely, "Xiao Qiao, I'll hold my wedding tomorrow,, today I'm here at Lin Qiao, I want to see you."

Oh? On July 7, the developer Lam Feng, who is forty forties, is finally getting married? This is his first marriage. Haha, he and Tang Wanquan have a marriage. What a glorious wedding that ordinary people envy.

But his tone didn't sound very energetic.

I took a taxi and went to the address he told me.

That was another house of Mayor Lin Qiaolin. In fact, it was still the property purchased by Lin Feng, but it was only placed under Lin Qiao's name. The two brothers were indeed sharing property and cooperation was win-win.

After entering the door, Lin Feng hugged me from behind the door. The headlights were not turned on in the room. His hot lips pressed up, and his tongue drilled into my mouth, stimulating my little tongue.

I had no chance at first, but once I got close to the breath of a mature male animal on him, my blood flow accelerated. I like this feeling of a dual combination like a man and a father.

He pushed me against the wall, kissed me, put his hand into my clothes, put his palm on my chest, and began to scratch and rub it. The hardness under his abdomen pressed against me, demonstrating his vigorous bathing.

I started to sing, and the zipper of my skirt was pulled apart by him and fell to the ground.

His hand was inserted into my inner trunk's waist and hurriedly moved in the shameful place inside. The originally dry Youcaoji quickly became wet, and his breath became even more rapid. He called my name, "Baby, Baobao Qiao, Baby."

He just called my name over and over again, and there was nothing next.

I can't guess what he wants to say,

Perhaps, he was just unwilling to give up and was unwilling to "handle" his marriage to Tang Wanquan in this way, so he wanted to let it go again on the night before the marriage.
Chapter completed!