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Chapter 011

"What a woman feels like..."

Ding Hao murmured and repeated, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to the world where he had lived for more than twenty years. In his past life, until now, he has had women, and he has had a woman.

The first time he had a woman was when he was a sophomore. In his sophomore year, he had completely grown up. Sometimes when he looked at his little brother, he even thought it would be better to stop growing from now on.

Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind, which will come soon.

"Dongfeng" is called Mo Yan, and she is a junior school girl.

The two met for the first time on campus when he was riding his bicycle down a corridor. Two students riding their bicycles had just bumped into each other. At this time, she came. She was riding a 26-inch bicycle with her hands on her hands.

Holding on to the handlebars, he swayed around to avoid the two people who fell to the ground, babbling: "Be careful, be careful, don't hit me, don't hit me."

Mo Yan's skin is very white, her eyes are slender, not too big, but she always seems to be smiling. The most beautiful thing is her mouth, which is shaped like a rhombus, with bright red lips and fine white teeth. When she begs nervously,

, looks extremely charming, and her figure is also quite good. Yang Decheng's eyes are very poisonous, and he can scan out all her advantages at a glance.

When Mo Yan later used her red diamond-like mouth to gently hold Yang Decheng's erection, Yang Decheng would think of her soft voice while riding a bicycle: "Be careful, be careful, don't hit me."

Me, don’t hit me”

Then his lower abdomen would be like a fire burning, and his buttocks would push hard, but Mo Yan only sucked tighter and hugged harder, never shouting "Be careful, don't

Hit me!"

That day, while shouting in panic not to hit me, while shaking the front of the car, Mo Yan insisted on having a close contact with Yang Decheng who was dodging her, but she bumped into him despite her high expectations. Yang Decheng could only look at her and smile helplessly.

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The two of them got to know each other, and maybe they could like each other. Their bioelectricity was really compatible. From the time Yang Decheng helped Mo Yan go to the infirmary, to the time when Senior Mo Yan rode on him and galloped like a wild horse, it only took three months.

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The senior sister was no longer a virgin at that time, and of course Yang Decheng and Yang Decheng would not admit that he was a virgin. However, his nervous body was like a bow with a tight string, and he shamelessly exposed everything about himself to the senior sister.

Mo Yan, who was originally prepared to lie there and bear his sex, was filled with excitement, joy, and a kind of motherly love and affection. Does a woman also feel very proud when she has a man's virginity?

Therefore, Yang Decheng's first love was completely dominated by his senior who looked weak but was extremely hot in bed. In order to cover up the miserable moans coming from the single bed, the senior opened his computer and played the music at the highest volume.

A song: "...a galloping horse, shooting a vulture and drawing a bow, heaven and earth are all in my heart..."

Yang Decheng's eyes bulged angrily, his anger sank in his Dantian, he concentrated on one point, and resisted the round buttocks like a hammer without showing any weakness. After scoring twice and going crazy, Miss Mo was finally satisfied.

, Yang Decheng was sweating profusely and panting as he picked up the cigarette that his senior had lit for him, and suddenly thought depressingly: "Damn, it looks like I was raped by her."

But the feeling is really ecstasy. When the climax comes, the world spins, and the whole body seems to explode into billions of pieces, and then slowly merge into one again, so the two people have never tired of this kind of game. But the gathering of people,

Just like floating clouds in the sky, you don't know when two floating clouds that are originally far apart will be blown together by the wind, and when they will be separated by it.

Mo Yan entered the society a year before him. In front of those wealthy uncles who looked like Marshal Zhao, who traveled with BMWs, fanned themselves with banknotes, young boys like Yang Decheng were immediately downgraded from Prince Charming to Charming.

Guard. No matter how white the horse is, he is still a guard. Although the two people have never explicitly said they broke up, unknowingly, their relationship has changed from lovers to a relationship between a senior and a junior...

Thinking of the past, Ding Hao sighed softly. There were not many things worth remembering in his previous life, but after all, that was the place where he had lived for more than 20 years. Thinking about the present, he eagerly looked forward to having a taste of women.

The stinky pig is probably the most vivid portrayal of him tomorrow.

Miss Ding is right, it is good to have backbone, but if a person has no merit but is still proud, then he does not know the current affairs. If a man has no ability and does not even have self-esteem, then he really has nothing.

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Thinking of this, Ding Hao suddenly jumped up, stood on the tall straw pile, akimbo and looked over the ridges of the roofs into the distance. After looking for a long time, a feeling of "a galloping horse, a shooting eagle and a bow," suddenly arose in his heart.

He suddenly turned around and asked seriously: "Zhu'er, you said... if I leave the Ding family compound, what kind of promising career can I do?"

"Hmm..." Xian Zhu'er held his chin and thought carefully for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "I thought of it, with your superb skills in using that eight-foot-long riding whip, if you leave the Ding family, um... maybe you can be in the Ding family.

Find a job as a coachman or mule driver in the Ye family's carriage shop."

Ding Hao choked and said angrily: "Then if I don't work as a coachman or mule driver, what else can I do?"

Xian Zhuer thought seriously for a long time: "If you don't want to be a coachman or mule driver, then... if you are lucky, you might be able to work as a big whip in the Ye family car dealership..."

Ding Hao opened his arms, leaned back, and smashed the straw back into the pit with a bang, groaning: "Is it possible not to drive?"

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On New Year's Eve, in the evening, the Ding family worshiped their ancestors.

The Ding family ancestral hall covers an area of ​​about 10 acres. It is located to the east of the Ding family compound. The entire ancestral hall faces east and west. The pavilions and pavilions in the ancestral hall are very quiet. That night, Ding Tingxun took Xuxian Zhou and his two concubines.

The two daughters, the eldest son's wife Lu, and all the deacons, servants, and maids in the whole family came to the Ding family ancestral hall.

On both sides of the ancestral hall door stands a white marble lion more than one meter high. As soon as you enter the door, you will first see a tall courtyard, a patio-like courtyard. Opposite the door is a five-cornered pavilion with five pillars.

The steps, the round table in the pavilion, and the stone drum are all made of white marble. On both sides of the pavilion, there is a large white marble stone tablet over one meter wide and four to five meters high carried by a turtle.

The thick green bricks on the four walls are as big as four later red bricks. The thick green tiles on the roof are like the scales of a black fish, shining with a faint luster under the light, and the high upturned eaves are carved with exquisite flower and bird patterns.

Showing all its solemnity and beauty.

As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, the servants and maids knelt down in the yard as ordered. Further ahead was the hall, with a long row of houses on both sides. After the hall, there was another courtyard. This was the deacon and tenant of Ding Mansion.

Boss, the place where the chief foreman kneels to offer sacrifices.

Further forward, entering the third courtyard is the main hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Ding family. The main hall has a blue tile roof. There are brick faucets on both sides of the ridge. The dripping tiles are engraved with the word "Shou". There are three white marble steps with early morning signs on the steps.

It was covered with thick futons and women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall. Mrs. Zhou and her two daughters, one daughter-in-law and two concubines knelt at the entrance of the hall. Ding Tingxun, who was sick and worshiping his ancestors, slowly walked into the ancestral altar alone.

's ancestral hall.

Ding Hao knelt awkwardly among the slaves, watching the Ding family's grand sacrificial ceremony as if watching a big show. He was secretly glad in his heart. Fortunately, my mother reminded him to tie a thick pad in his cotton pants, otherwise he would have watched that

Master Ding was taking his time. By the time he finished offering sacrifices to his ancestors, his knees would be blue even if he didn't get rheumatism.

Ding Hao raised his head without any respect and looked around. The buildings in the ancestral hall are much higher than ordinary residential houses. Those houses are five or six meters high, and even the five-cornered pavilion is four or five meters high.

Huge wooden pillars support the eaves of the pavilion, and the beams on the top of the pavilion are also huge trees. I really don’t know how many century-old trees, white marble boulders and blue bricks the Ding family used to build this ancestral hall.

"The Ding family is really willing to spend money. Just the money to build this pavilion is enough to make me, an illegitimate son, live a decent life." Ding Hao looked at the pavilion with a cold smile on his lips.

Meaning. He moved his body and was about to move forward a little and hide under the stone turtle in the lee of the wind. Suddenly, a shrill shout came from behind him, which was extremely harsh in the quiet and solemn ancestral hall: "My boss, my boss, my boss, my boss!

Something bad is going to happen, something is going to go wrong!"

When Liu Shiyi, the steward of the outer courtyard who was kneeling in the second courtyard, heard the noise, he was afraid of disturbing the old man who was worshiping his ancestors in the ancestral hall. He got up and ran over, hunched over and stood on the steps, suppressing his voice angrily.

He yelled: "You bastard, you don't know how to speak a word even though you're celebrating the Chinese New Year. What's the big deal that you can't wait until I finish paying homage to the ancestors before you talk about it quietly?"

Ding Hao turned around and looked around. Through the twelve lanterns on each side of the door, he could clearly see a big man with one foot in the threshold and one foot outside. He was holding the door and breathing heavily. He was wearing a headband.

Wearing a dog-skin hat, a sheepskin jacket, and two cotton trousers with leggings for long walks, he shouted anxiously: "Wait... I can't wait, something big has happened. Tell the boss quickly, the grain truck has been robbed, and the young master has suffered a serious injury."

Seriously injured, the eldest young master wants the younger one to rush back quickly and ask the boss to respond as soon as possible."

With a "boom", this news shocked everyone in the yard. The serious injury of the eldest young master of the Ding family may not have much to do with them, but the grain truck was robbed, which made everyone panic. This was a move that destroyed the family and the entire clan.

What a disaster.

The Ding family has been selling food to the military for more than ten years. The army guarding the border is the Ding family's god of wealth and power. But this is a double-edged sword. How big the profit is, how big the risk is. Once

Failure to provide military supplies would be a huge crime. If it causes a mutiny in the army, it would be a serious crime to confiscate the homes and destroy the nine tribes. It is the twelfth lunar month of winter, and I heard that the northern Tatars are raiding the grass valley and harassing the border. If the border army

How could the Ding family sustain the defeat because they had no military rations?

Liu Shiyi slipped when he heard the news and almost fell down the steps. He didn't even fart, turned around and ran inside, running like a wolf, crying and shouting: "Master, master, it's a big deal."

Not good!"


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