The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

Zhao Er thought that the matter was said to be open. Xue Tingyan was tangled with just a few problems, but whoever thought he would not leave.

Not only did he not leave, it seemed that Jiujin got up at the moment, and seemed very idle.

Buttoning behind her, sometimes squeezing her earlobe, sometimes breathing into her neck. Zhao'er was familiar with Xue Ting's temperament. He certainly did not think of anything good like this.

But she couldn't say anything clearly. This man was too cunning. If she told her heart honestly, he must say that he wanted to distort something. Anything to be done afterwards must be ‘following her heart’. Anyway, in the end, she must be the one who lost money and lost her reputation, and she would like to be like a child.

She could only use Hong'er as an excuse to ask him to go back to the room to look at it, and said some trivial things. For example, if he had drunk, he would definitely not have eaten, and Hong'er would not have eaten, even if he was an adult, and the baby could not be hungry.

In fact, after saying so much, I just wanted to imply that she should cook, so that he should not provoke her.

But she forgot that Xue Tingyan was the best at pretending to be stupid. Natural soldiers came to cover up the water, saying that he was not hungry at this time, and Honger had eaten anything.

"Even if you don't eat, I still want to eat."

"Then you do it." Xue Tingyan said very well.

But he did this, what did she do? !

Zhaoer felt that a hand was moving around her waist. At this time, she slid down again. She couldn't help but hold his hand.

"Don't make a fuss anymore." Her voice was rapid, and she begged.

"I didn't make trouble." Xue Tingyan's voice was very innocent. After a pause, he said again: "I'm serious."

When he said this, his face leaned against her neck, like a whisper. The fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and the orange jumping flames were reflected on the wall, warming the whole room, and an ambiguous air flow tumbled around invisible.

Xue Tingyan's voice was low and very magnetic: "They used to live with us in Datian, but now they have moved away from Datian Ajian, and the little things have fallen asleep. Such a rare opportunity ..."

Zhao'er subconsciously lowered her voice too: "That shouldn't be here! You can see if this is the case. Wait for a while to eat, and let Hong'er sleep again ..."

"No."

When he hooked his finger, something fell out of the skirt, and Zhaoer subconsciously stooped down to get it, but was clamped to his waist.

"I can not wait anymore."

...

The weather in June was very hot, but because of the wind, and the door of the stove was not closed, there was a gust of wind coming in from time to time.

The night was quiet, and there were crickets in the courtyard.

The skirt under Zhaoer's skirt was so cool that she couldn't help but want to clamp her legs.

Faster than below is Xue Tingyan's hand on his chest. In summer, she was dressed thinly. Zhaoer wore a bean-green summer shirt. The soft fabric didn't even have a blouse. Now the tunic is pulled apart, revealing the bellyband of lotus-colored embroidered lotus.

Xue Tingyan bit her earlobe and slender big palm drilled into the lower edge of the apron.

Is the left hand.

Although he doesn't do any heavy work, his palms are soft because of the practice of writing all year round, but several fingers have thin cocoons, especially the index finger, **** and thumb, which are thicker than others.

Zhaoer felt an electric current meander along him all the way, staying at the top. He twisted it and went down again, dragging the lower half of the circle round, and said, "Look, it's so big."

She followed what he said, and saw that her full and big breast was dragged by him, and the red and bright little tip was quivering, and it was trembling, as if begging for pity and pain. Pity.

"What a pitiful little thing, do you want me to eat ..." He said humbly, teasing with the fingertips of the cocoon, twisting and rubbing, and a numbness along the meandering On the other hand, Zhaoer had a feeling of numbness in her scalp, that is, she felt that the **** was hard like a small stone between her breath.

At this time, she had no hope that he could let go of her, so he begged him: "Then let's go back to the room."

He chuckled lightly and said: "Look at the moonlight outside, so beautiful and beautiful, it is the joy of life, why should you stick to it?"

Zhaoer couldn't see what the moonlight was just right, and she felt that sometime there was a hard and huge giant, squeezing into the depression between her legs through the skirt. She was subconsciously hiding, just as he intended, and she squeezed in with her waist-length chopping board.

He pushed forward and back again.

"Zhaoer, you are so wet ..."

Zhaoer's breathing has been messed up for a long time, and he whispered: "That's sweat, it's too hot today ..."

He made a questioning nasal sound, did not speak, and made two more back and forth: "Then I have to work harder. If you don't get out of the water, why would you want me to enter you."

Emotionally embarrassed, he cleared his throat and panicked: "I didn't want you to enter me, you have to get it."

"Really don't want to?"

"I really don't want to." Zhao'er shook his head, seeming to emphasize what he said.

Xue Ting didn't say a word, and raised her waist gently by holding her waist.

Today, he lacks the usual rush and a little more leisurely. Like a faithful old oxen, the fertile ground beneath him was stubborn and firm.

The giant dragon was tampered with the soft petals through a layer of cloth. The cloth had been moistened, and it seemed that it did not hinder anything. Instead, the texture of the cloth added some pleasure. Zhaoer held his breath, and every time he felt he was going to rush in, he always rubbed past. Pleasures piled up, and her bare skin even oozed out sweat beads and ran down.

She gritted her teeth and supported the chopping board, desperately trying to endure the urge to soften her legs. The belly is swollen and sour, as if filled with water, I feel that the water will flow out in no time.

"Chaoer, you are sucking me, do you want me to go in?" In the silence, he chuckled suddenly.

"No, no ..."

"Isn't it?" He said twice and smashed it harder. Zhaoer saw colorful fireworks popping out in front of him, but the fireworks fell before they even took off.

Not enough, almost, she subconsciously squirmed her hungry belly, and her hips did not consciously make two twists back. That felt again, but it was not enough.

"Otherwise, will you come in?"

"You miss me in you?"

"What nonsense do you say, but you are still a scholar, how can you speak so rudely."

"Then what do you want to hear from me?" His mouth rested on her ear, almost whispering: "Trick, day trick?"

"Nissong" is the local dialect of Yuqing Village, and it is also a curse word. When the children are very young, they listen to the guys and guys laughing and scolding each other about what makes your wife. Every time someone says this, people on the side always laugh out loud, it seems like something fun.

Before, she knew nothing about it, anyway, she knew it wasn't a good thing. Later, after she married someone, she only realized this kind of daily practice.

Zhaoer couldn't help thinking of the scenes before, he treated her so cruelly, like a wolf, and seemed to tear her off.

The two fit so well, only the last layer of tulle, and naturally understand each other's reaction, Xue Tingyan clearly felt that when he said this, her place was hot and hot, and even creeped and sucked him several times. He smiled lowly: "I didn't expect Zhaoer to like this, do you like me to get you?"

Do you like me to get you?

With this remark, Zhaoer's mind exploded.

Her body exploded together, and she only felt a sudden cold, and something rushed in. She couldn't catch it in one breath, and hanged for a while.

Then came a gust of wind and rain.

...

Zhao'er weakly supported the chopping board and withstood the impact from behind.

The very white buttocks were shuddered, and the juicy giant brought out a lot of **** water, winding down her legs. The slender white palm rubbed the reddish breast meat, squeezed and kneaded continuously, and changed the shape of the two groups of soft meat, so he was not willing to lose his hand.

She couldn't breathe and moaned carefully in her throat: "Good dog, you slow down ..."

"Are you trying to make me slow or fast?"

"I don't know, I don't know ... you stop, I can't stand it ..."

"Zhao'er just likes to talk right and wrong, every time I can't stand it, every time I **** it, I don't lose it."

It seemed that Xue Tingyan's tone was leisurely, but in fact his forehead was covered with blue muscles. At this time, he still had the gentle and elegant appearance of the past, but he looked like a beast with red eyes. Feeling more and more suction inside, he suddenly withdrew, turned her over, and the two faced each other.

Zhaoer was dragged against the chopping board by him. With the movement of the two, the chopping board made of wood made a pitiful squeak.

Xue Tingyan looked down at the intersection of the two, and the colorful petals were ravaged into a mess, and a red and purple giant came in and out. Along with his movements, the tender tender flesh was brought out, and then immediately smashed in with him.

When I went to see her again, I saw that her clear apricot eyes were blurred. She was already a woman, and she was a little lighter and more charming than before. The charm is in the bone, and ordinary people can't see it, just like she is now, Xing's eyes are half-closed, and her eyes are upturned. Her pupils seem to contain a swell of water.

"Zhao'er is really greedy, I wish I could chew it off."

This time the child couldn't help but took a few sips and begged him softly: "Hurry up, if Hong'er woke up ..."

"That kid sleeps like a little piglet and won't wake up."

At this moment, a little man came to the door with rubbing his eyes: "What are you doing, father and mother?"

Zhaoer was frightened and struggled with Xue Tingyan for a while, but it was precisely such a strange angle that allowed the two to reach the unspeakable situation at the same time.

She was trembling, almost crying, and wanted to jump off. Still Xue Tingyan was calm enough to pull off her skirt without traces, and turned to her son again: "Your mother is fascinated, I will blow her."

The light in the cooking room was dim, and what the children knew, it did look a little like how dad blows his mother's eyes every time, but he didn't have any strange questions.

Hong'er rubbed his chubby belly and said, "Mother, I'm hungry."

"The meal will be ready soon, and you can eat it later."

As Zhaoer stood upright, a strange voice sounded. She almost didn't fall out. Fortunately, her legs were long and thin, and she usually did everything up and down the mountain. In addition, Xue Tingyan pulled her and stopped.

Just then, there was a crackling noise in the stove, and her heart finally relaxed.

Hong'er came nearby and pointed to the dry black charcoal in the stove where there was only fire left: "Mother, how did you turn off the cooking?"

"Uh, because this dish is already done, the fire will go out naturally. Hong'er, it's smoky here. I'll ask your father to take you back to the house and you can eat later." Zhaoer Suspicious blush glowed on his face.

"I'll burn the fire for my mother." The diligent and filial Xiaohonger wanted to sit down on the little ladle in front of the stove, but was hugged by his father.

"Okay, let your mother cook, let's go back to the house."

"Burn the fire."

"No fire, wait for you to grow up and then burn the mother."

Seeing that he finally deceived his son away, Zhao'er digged his back fiercely and quickly turned around to clean up himself.

Zhaoer got angry all night and didn't forgive him until the next morning.

She also had to forgive him, this fellow is too rogue, just because she can't get up in bed. Not only did she not get up, and did not let her get up, then the family of three rubbed on the kang until three shots in the sun.

Xue Tingyan said he was okay today. He went to Qionglin Banquet the day after tomorrow, and he was busy only after going to Qionglin Banquet, so he was very busy these two days.

Zhaoer didn't even make meals, and the family of three ate out.

There are many small shops for breakfast near Mi Shikou, and the top suit has faded. Xue Tingyan is a scholarly and elegant reader. With so many people in Beijing, people have similarities and are not afraid of being recognized.

This was the explanation given by Xue Tingyan. Zhaoer was originally worried that he would be recognized, but since he said so, she listened.

Hong'er wants to eat wontons. When he arrives at a wonton stand, Xue Tingyan goes to the boss and tells the boss to make three bowls of chicken soup wontons. The boss looked at him with some doubts: "How do I think the little brother looks a bit like that champion?"

Xue Tingyan blinked, blushing nonsense: "Look at me? Don't say there are many people who said so to me in the past two days. If I were the champion, could I eat ravioli at this small stall?"

The boss was also not angry and nodded in agreement: "Not to mention, the top champion cannot come."

When Xue Tingyan came to sit next to Zhao'er, Zhao'er looked at him and smiled. Lian Hong'er also laughed. When she came out, the mother had explained to him. She couldn't say that his father was the champion, otherwise she wouldn't be able to go out and play.

For young children of Honger's age, not being able to play is a very serious matter, and naturally closed their mouths.

The family ate three wontons and went to the market.

The so-called people's market is actually a place to buy and sell people, but it is not obvious if it is clear that it is selling people. The mules and bull markets are used as cover to do the real thing of buying and selling people.

As for the locals in Beijing, no one does not know this place, but no one is in charge. Over time, the people are also regarded as ordinary. People who can often see Biaocao self-selling in people's markets are all too poor to live at home, only to the point of selling.

Especially when disasters occur in Hebei, Henan and Shandong, the capital city will be overcrowded. Moreover, the population is very cheap, and at this time, it is the time when people from various provinces buy goods.

Zhao Er didn't actually want to come to such a place, so Xue Tingyan told her before that she hadn't done it. It is only now that we can't drag on any more, and we only propose to come to the market.

But she imagined the situation here too well.

As the sun rises, the sky gets hotter.

Zhao'er held Hong'er in his hand, and Xue Tingyan held a paper umbrella beside her. Although it can't solve any problem, how many blocks the sun, and Zhaoer's eyes are placed on those who kneel under the low, dilapidated eaves.

In fact, being able to kneel under the eaves is considered to be a very good treatment. Attention is paid. Only those who seem to be very weak are allowed to lie under the eaves. Others are kneeling in the open air and exposed to the sun.

They were dirty and smelly, skinny and skinny, and their lips were dry. Those who didn't know what they thought were coming to purgatory.

Zhao'er only wanted to block Hong'er's eyes, but Xue Tingyan stepped forward and asked, "This big brother, I remember there aren't so many people in the ordinary people's market. How could there be so many people suddenly?"

That private tooth didn't want to hide him, or it might be the same routine, and said with a frown: "You probably don't know, little brother, there is a flood in Henan, and many people's houses have been washed away. This is not true. If you can't go on, you will sell people. I am kind-hearted and I don't see anyone asking for it. I can spend some money to buy them, maybe I can save the family. "

Xue Tingyan did not speak, but looked sideways at those people.

Seeing that he seemed to be interested in private teeth, he quickly got together and said: "This little brother, you want to sell people? Although buying, rest assured, are sincere countrymen, giving you a meal can help you work hard. It ’s not expensive, you can look at five or two, usually like this strong man, how can you sell one or two or two. This is not, I really ca n’t bear it anymore, I want to sell it cheaper, also Can find a way for them. "

Seeing Xue Tingyan not only looked at his family, his eyes turned to the other side, he was afraid that the business would run away, and he was too busy: "I will give you one or two less, four or two! You can choose whatever you want. Which one to go back. "

Zhao'er was impatient and could not help saying, "Ting Yan, let's go, I don't want to stay here anymore."

This private tooth seems to be humble, with a smile on his face, listening to him seems to be a kind person. But if he knew something, he only revealed the meaning of eating human blood buns in these few short sentences.

Where these people were bought by him, they just stuttered and left. Zhaoer didn't dare to look at the eyes of these people. They didn't have the light of living people in their eyes. Although they were still angry, they were like dead.

Xue Tingyan walked over and said, "What's wrong? It's not that I want to buy someone."

"My stomach is a little uncomfortable. The smell here is too bad. Hong'er doesn't like it either. Let's go."

Hong'er looked at Dad pitifully, and seemed to be scared.

Xue Ting sighed and said, "Then let's go."

That private tooth was not willing to go with it: "Do you really not buy one? I will give you a cheap one, three or two! One or two, do you not like it?"

In fact, as Zhao Er thought, these people were picked up by him in the disaster area, and someone who stuttered will follow you. Every time there is a disaster, people in the government are not as informed as these private teeth. They will rush to the disaster area like a locust.

If you don't have a business, you can make money if you get it back.

This private tooth had good luck to go to Henan this time, so he came back first, but he knew that more and more people would come to Beijing later, which is also the main reason why he sold at a lower price. Any business is risky. If the supply exceeds the demand, these people can only fall into his hands in the end. Every day they put on rations in vain, so the private teeth want to quickly get rid of it.

"We don't buy it now, you can find someone to sell it." Zhao'er said.

"I will give you a cheaper price, two or four, the cheapest price. I'm sure you won't have such a cheap price throughout the capital."

Zhao'er's face was very tight, Xue Tingyan was about to come forward to help her, and anyone who wanted to hear her suddenly said, "Twenty-five or five, I have all of you here."

Xue Ting was stunned.

That private tooth was also a little surprised: "What is said?"

"Not bad!" Zhaoer gritted his teeth.

There are almost forty or fifty people here, ten or two, or about one hundred or two silver. In fact, silver is not the biggest relationship, but where do you get it from?

Xue Tingyan wanted to say something, but he kept talking. He knew Zhao'er's character. She did what she decided, and it was difficult for someone to change it. Besides, in fact, there are not many people in the forty or fifty, so two workshops can be put down.

The only request made by Zhao'er was to send these people to the place where she gave them, which is also the two workshops. Private teeth also agreed, and then he saw that he did not know where to get two broken mules and drove these people into the mules.

Obviously, a mule car with ten people would be very crowded, but he was stuffed into twenty by him. This private tooth also smiled and said: "Fortunately, there are two cars, and I went on a trip.

As these victims stood up numbly, a person hiding behind them was exposed.

The man seemed to be seriously injured. Not only was his face covered with dust, but his legs also seemed to have problems. The people around him wanted to help him, but he didn't mix it up. In addition, his private teeth used a whip to pump them, so he hurried into the car and let this person fall to the ground.

Xue Tingyan's eyes narrowed. Seeing this, I am afraid to recruit children and they will regret it: "You said yes before, two or five, you need it. This person is also a bit injured, I have no money to treat him, you see him so big , Healed is definitely a strong labor. "

And at this time, Xue Tingyan finally justified a person from that dirty face--

Hu San.

Why did Hu San appear here?