Fang Dajun did not reply immediately. He was stunned for a while. His emotions changed several times in his eyes. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

"Hey!" Wang Ying was overjoyed, and there was a sense of joy on her face.

“Just ahead…”

Maybe both of them knew what was going to happen next, and they were a little faster, and they entered the unit building of the Finance Bureau in a blink of an eye. Thirty years later, many townships had cancelled the financial offices, or the units in several townships were merged into one place to reduce resource waste.

However, the establishment of the Municipal Bureau has always remained unchanged and is also a fat bureau. This family building is even better than that of the Construction Bureau. No wonder Wang Ying will continue to live here.

The two went up to the third floor one after another, and Fang Dajun's breathing became heavier. He felt inexplicable as having an affair, guilt, contradiction, entanglement, expectation, and various emotions were intertwined, but in the end he followed his original heart and had already made enough money if he could travel through time. Why do he need too much restraint?

"Click!" The door opened. Although it seemed high-end, it was just a living room. With two houses, toilets are now popular with the kitchen because of the convenience of drainage. Don't think it's not well designed. Many units still use collective toilets, and there is no concept of toilets in the house.

Although the house is not big, it is decorated very well. It is quite good in this era. The furniture is not bad, and there are many rare goods. However, the overall look is definitely not luxurious, but it has a feeling of a woman's fragrance and boudoir.

"How is this house like sister?" Wang Ying took him to visit the room.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "It's better than I thought."

"What's the good thing? The house is a little smaller, and it's a habit of living. I don't want to move out. You can watch TV first. I want to take a shower and change my clothes." Wang Ying said with a burning look. Generally speaking, there is no house purchase or sale between private people, and now there is no commercial housing. Unless a certain unit wants to sell the built houses due to capital or other reasons, it is possible for private people to buy them. This situation is very rare. The main reason is that the mobility of personnel nationwide is not very large and the economy is not yet developed.

Fang Dajun trembled and replied, "Okay. There is still a chance to eat."

Then he went to the living room, turned on the TV, and watched the show casually, but his mind was not on it at all. After a while, the sound of water came from his ears, which made him feel a little unstoppable. He hesitated for a while, and finally walked to the door of the bathroom, pulled the door handle lightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief. The door closed from the inside.

This made him unable to get it right and he moved his steps. He returned to the sofa, like sitting on a needle blanket. He thought about opening the door and leaving now, but he finally endured it. At this moment, he didn't know what others would choose, but he stayed.

Time passed very slowly, which was his feeling. But in a short while, Wang Ying walked out of it, wore a wide home clothes, covered her skin tightly, and her cheeks were red, which had a different style from usual.

"Dajun, do you want to take a shower?" Wang Ying asked boldly.

"Okay!" Fang Dajun stood up and had his last concern in his heart.

After watching Wang Ying twisting back to the room, Fang Dajun took a shower quickly and pushed open Wang Ying's door naked. It was very cold, but he saw Wang Ying curling in the quilt and facing the door from behind.

Very quiet, so quiet that they could feel each other's heavy breathing. Fang Dajun didn't say anything, walked in and locked the door of the room casually...

The sea embraces all rivers, and tolerance is great!

Fang Dajun gently lifted the corner of the quilt and drilled in agilely. He looked into his big hand and, as expected, touched a slippery body. The woman was not wearing clothes, and her big hand lingers on her buttocks. After a moment, she slid upwards, grabbed a pair of straight and rubbed them vigorously.

At the same time, the lower body was thrust, the two bodies were attached together, and the skin was on the blind date...

The big hand touched the woman's face, and two fingers were inserted into the woman's mouth indecisively. Fang Dajun blew in his ear and said, "Listen!"

The woman was silent for a moment and licked his fingers hard. At the same time, his other big hand slid down, slipped into the buttocks, and finally slipped into the flood area...

Wang Ying was attacked up and down, but she couldn't resist it. Her body twisted subconsciously, her hair was scattered, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She was spitting out the man's fingers with difficulty and gasping for breath: "Good man, give it to me."

Fang Dajun opened his eyes wide, as if there was a fire burning. He inserted his big hand into the woman's hair directly, pressing the woman's head to pull it down. At the same time, the other hand moved faster and faster, making the woman's whole body limp and unable to resist.

Wang Ying seemed to understand something, and until the cherry mouth was filled, she resisted vigorously and wanted to spit out something.

At this time, the little man's domineering voice came from his ears, "Hurry, lick it like licking his fingers."

In a trance, Fang Dajun suddenly remembered the lyrics: "That night, you didn't reject me; that night, I hurt you."

With the man's roar, he pulled the woman up from her crotch, pressed her to the big bed, and raised her round and white fat buttocks. The man was out of the sheath of anger and finally stabbed her last step, like a war horse, galloping up and down on the vast grassland, surrounded by green mountains and green grass, and it seemed like soaring into the clouds.

The green mountains outside the bamboos are outside the building, and the water flows forever all year round;

No one came to carry water, but finally saw the monk coming to wash his hair!

There is not enough time, really not enough, not enough at all...

After more than twenty days of depression, the man became stronger and stronger.

"Dajun, sister, sister is so happy. I want to give birth to a baby for you...ah!" The woman was so worried, and she murmured with disheveled hair.

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An hour later, the woman had already collapsed on the bed, while the man was still high, but time was almost here.

"Bang!" A slap on the woman's fat buttocks, and the snow trembled. I couldn't tell how many times she had been slapped. The woman's buttocks had already turned red. Fang Dajun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's time to go out, why don't you sleep for a while."

"No, I'll go together, Dajun. You are so amazing. I love and fear!" Wang Ying said intoxicatedly.

Fang Dajun smiled. The capital in this life is really strong, and life is completely gone.

Both of them are straightforward people. After they have sex, they have not affected their work except getting closer. Wang Ying is over the age of impulsiveness, and Fang Dajun also has a free soul that travels through time and goes to bed. It is just a need, not affecting feelings.

Perhaps both of them understood this. Fang Dajun did not say anything to be responsible, and the woman did not take the opportunity to make any requests. She had a tacit understanding as if she had discussed it in advance.

After a while, the two of them went out hand in hand, like a couple. Although Wang Ying was a widow, she no longer had the chastity archway and didn't care much about it. Not to mention Fang Dajun, no one knew him in this film.

But after going downstairs, the two of them naturally let go of their hands holding each other. After getting on the tricycle, Fang Dajun hugged the woman and kissed her for a while, and whispered: "I just said there wasn't enough time!"

"Sister is enough. I really don't know how Sister Magnolia survived seven times a night." Wang Ying said charmingly.

Fang Dajun was stunned and sighed, and for a moment they became silent again.

After returning to Wang Ying's office, after receiving Xiao Yuqin, the atmosphere improved again. Xiao Yuqin knew nothing and was happily eating fruits to watch TV. The colorful pictures surprised her very much. She had liked watching TV, but now it was more attractive.

That night, after arranging everyone's food, Fang Dajun also greedy for a few cups, a little drunk, waved his hand to say goodbye to Wang Ying, and took Xiao Yuqin back to the office. He himself was a little confused about his relationship with Wang Ying, having an affair, mutual satisfaction, and cooperative relationship? Or maybe it was just a love affair? To put it bluntly, he might be a friend of the cannon!

Since things have happened, it is completely unnecessary to think too much. At this moment, he found that he was much more mature, which was a maturity that he could not achieve if he had age in his previous life.

The easiest and most direct way for a boy to transform into a man is a woman!

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Early the next morning, the entire city became a hot topic, and many people were discussing Apple clothing. Because flyers have been distributed to most families, advertisements are still being posted on the streets, and some are also being distributed to flyers, which feels overwhelming.

All of this makes people feel strange. Fang Dajun is drinking mutton soup with Xiao Yuqin now, and on the winter solstice, he said he would eat mutton soup, but he didn't have time. Today, he was on the 24th.

The day after tomorrow, it will be the official opening day. Fang Dajun is full of confidence and has a very good spirit.

"Yuqin, you can eat some meat, don't just drink soup."

"Oh!" Xiao Yuqin responded, but still didn't eat much meat.

Fang Dajun smiled and did not force him to buy mutton soup directly. The soup was not easy to cold, but the rice was easy to cool. This made him suddenly have a flash of inspiration. He thought of the rice cooker. Of course, he didn't know the specific structure, but the principle should not be difficult, which involved physical heating.

There are no rice cookers for sale on the market now, but it does not mean that no one invented or used them abroad. As a copycat country, he now creates rice cookers, which are stress-free at all. At the same time, he can also produce bathroom heaters, electric woks and other small household appliances.

Funds, funds, I want to do a lot of things, but the funds are not in place.

After dinner, he took Xiao Yuqin out. The car was still a small three-wheeler, which was quite convenient. The one burned diesel and it was also convenient to refuel. It was enough to carry people.

The first batch of clothing will be transported to the city today, and everything will be in an orderly manner.

New Year paintings cost 1,000 yuan, and the cleaners spent more than 3,000 yuan, and printing paper costs about 500 yuan, and asking young people to help paste leaflets for about 500 yuan. The total cost of food for the past few days is calculated to be 500 yuan.

Ten thousand yuan has already spent nearly 6,000 yuan. The ordering apples cost about 2,000 yuan. The current market price of apples is 40,000 cents per kilogram, and three to four apples weigh one kilogram. He took the train directly to the train, wholesale an apple of 30,000 cents a kilogram of apples, and a total of nearly 6,000 kilograms of apples, about 18,000 to 24,000 apples. The purchasing power is very strong, but this money is not useful.

Half of them are funds from the factory. Apple is distributed as a benefit, so the remaining ones will generally be used for this publicity. In other words, the publicity funds he can use now are about 3,000 yuan, so he needs to plan how to save money.
Chapter completed!