Sparks fly with a Russian beauty
8 Climbing up to the roof to catch her

Li Shiyu

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Nie Xiaoqian said,"I'm going to eat you."”

A wobbly man appeared on the train. He was walking on the coal truck in the drizzle, checking the situation of the coal truck. He was Boss Jiao, the coal truck's police officer.

Boss Jiao drank a little tonight because he was happy. Before the train left, his wife gave birth to a fat son. The son weighed 1.5 kilograms. Boss Jiao's wrinkled face was full of smiles. Having a son in his old age gave him hope.

Boss Jiao said to his weak wife,"Honeysuckle, don't worry. I'll definitely let you and your mother live a comfortable life.”Honeysuckle looked at Boss Jiao's happy face and nodded vigorously. There were faint traces of tears on his face.

Honeysuckle and Boss Jiao had lived in Jiangbei City for more than 30 years. They were only a few dozen alleys away from Chen Zong's shanty town.

Honeysuckle and Boss Jiao lived a boring life. Their lives were as plain as water. It was only because of a habit that their marriage didn't fall apart. Boss Jiao had almost determined that he was just one of the many men in the world who were in a hurry.

He wouldn't leave anything behind. After he died of old age, no one would even light the incense on his grave. This year, Boss Jiao was almost five years old, but Honeysuckle's stomach still hadn't moved.

He didn't expect Honeysuckle to bear fruit for him at this time. Boss Jiao looked at the chubby boy's pink face at the last moment of driving. He got into the car with concern. Now that he thought about it, his heart felt warm.

"My mom drank a bowl of wine," Boss Jiao sang.

Holding a small flashlight, he looked at the train one by one. The train that was screaming like a pig was older than Boss Jiao. The train 128456 was almost the same generation as Boss Jiao's grandfather. It was the property that Jiangbei City had taken over during the Japanese occupation. Its old age had stung Boss Jiao's young eyes.

From the day Boss Jiao cleaned his nose and took the small flashlight from his father, it entered his life like a lover that we couldn't abandon.

It was as old as Boss Jiao in the past thirty years. Boss Jiao knew that when people got old, their arms and legs would be easily dislocated.

Boss Jiao was most worried about the junction of the carriages. On this route, especially when the train was only a few hours away from Manchuria, there were countless turns. Those turns were as easy to get into trouble as those awkward days in our lives.

In the past, Boss Jiao would lie behind the driver's seat and look at the black cars behind him. If they still followed him, he would go back to sleep without looking back.

But tonight, Boss Jiao had checked him very carefully. He was so excited about his wife and son that he couldn't sleep even after getting in the car.

Boss Jiao walked past one car after another.

Under the yellow light, Boss Jiao finally found the small tent swaying in the drizzle.

Boss Jiao put out his small flashlight and used the train's dim light under the Manchurian sky to look over. When he got close to the small tent, he was stunned for a moment. He could clearly hear the murmurs inside.

That was the critical moment when Nie Xiaoqian and Chen Zong couldn't control themselves. Nie Xiaoqian and Chen Zong were huddled together and undressing under the small tent. At that time, Chen Zong was pinching Nie Xiaoqian's **, pushing against Nie Xiaoqian's soft **. The two lustful bodies were searching for each other and squeezing each other.

Nie Xiaoqian bit Chen Zong's ear and shouted,""Zongzi, come quickly. I can't take it anymore.”Boss Jiao stood outside the tent for a while, dazed for about 15 minutes.

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