Chapter 120

Pack up and take things to a rented van. There are many neighbors in front of this small house.

After all, the two have lived here for decades, many people know each other, and these are poor people. At first glance, the two moved, showing surprise and envy.

Many people came up to say, "you are blessed, old Tang. You have such a good grandson. You can think of Qingfu in the future. "

" yes, old Tang, I remember to come back to see our poor friends in the future. "

"Yes, I'm rich. I'll help you in the future."

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Tang Dahai seldom faces such a situation. When you say something to me, he quickly explains, "you guys are laughing at me. Am I a person who forgets his roots? You can see it clearly these years. "

"Of course not, old Tang. Your character is so clear that we can't say anything bad." Some people like it.

Tang Dahai finally showed a relieved smile and said, "I am stained with the light of Xiaozheng. You can rest assured that I will come back to see you. Here is my root."

Tang Dahai has no sense of vanity of pride and villain's success at all. The old people who have been honed by life for decades have long forgotten those useless vanity. All that remains is simplicity.

In the sound of a group of people shouting to come back and see more, the van started and drove towards the new home.

Wind and water.

Tang Zheng let Grandpa be the first to enter the door. When the old man's feet entered the new house, they were still a little uncomfortable and cringed. It seemed that they were afraid that their shoes would stain the bright floor.

When he saw the situation at home, he was shocked and stunned by the new family.

The decoration of this house is very luxurious. The furniture and home appliances are all high-end goods, many of which have never been seen by Tang Dahai.

He's a little like Grandma Liu who just entered the Grand View Garden, but there's no vanity, just surprise.

The old man, who spent most of his life digging in the garbage, felt as if he had come to heaven at once.

Many years ago, he once dreamed of living in such a big house with clear windows, but later he was tortured by reality and bent down, feeling that his life was hopeless.

I didn't expect that his grandson helped him realize this dream now, which made him have a feeling of tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa, you have a rest, visit the new house, and I'll carry the luggage." Tang Zheng sat down the old man on the sofa, then ran downstairs, and Fang Shishi followed.

It's May. The weather is getting hot. Fang Shishi's face is sweating again, but she always has a smile on her face.

Tang Zheng has never seen so many smiles in her class for three years.

"You're tired, too. Stay at home. I'll take care of this in a moment." Tang Zheng is in charge of everything.

"Well, if you want to leave me alone, there is no way. The most glorious thing is to work. I will also be honored." Fang Shishi grabbed a bag of luggage and carried it in her arms, like a little soldier in a hurry going upstairs.

Tang Zheng shook his head and smiled. He didn't stop it, but the warmth in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Tang Zheng's strength is great. Besides, there are elevators. It's not long before his luggage is moved into his new home. In fact, many things brought by Tang Dahai are useless, but take up space instead.

Tang Zheng didn't intervene, because these things all carry grandpa's memories and occupy a little space.

Home, the most important thing is to live comfortably, with these old things, Tang Dahai will be comfortable.

Tang Dahai has mixed feelings. He is gradually adapting to the new environment, overlooking the atrium of the community on the balcony, and there are many old people in it. The environment is really comfortable.

"Xiaozheng, you have a good rest at home. I'll go down and get familiar with the environment. I'll go to the vegetable market by the way and buy some vegetables. Girl, don't leave. Eat here." Tang Dahai said.

"Grandpa, let's go with you." Fang's poems said cleverly.

Tang Dahai waved: "no, you're tired for most of the day. Take a rest first. I'll come back in two hours."

When grandpa left, there were only two people left in the huge room. Fang Shishi looked at Tang Zheng cautiously and asked, "is it happy to move to a new house?"

"Of course, I'm happy, but I think you're happier than me. There's always a smile on your face."

"Glorious work, of course happy."

"Just because of labor, no other reason?" Asked Tang Zheng narrowly.

"What's the reason?" said Fang

"Is there no reason for me?"

"Stinky." Fang Shishi vomited his tongue.

"I'm smelly, but you're beautiful."

"Where am I beautiful? I'm in a bad sweat. " Get the praise of the beloved, Fang poetry said insincerely.

"Do you have a bad sweat? I smell it. " Tang Zheng hugged her, put his nose to her, took a deep breath, and said, "where is the stink sweat? It's obviously the sweat dripping."Fang Shishi chuckled: "where will sweat smell, duplicity."

"That's not what I said. The ancients all said 'light fragmentary flower, faint woman fragrance'. You are really fragrant. I don't believe you smell it." Tang Zheng said earnestly.

"Then I'll smell it." Fang Shishi raised his arm and smelt it, but it didn't smell much. The girl's body fragrance was stronger because of the evaporation of sweat.

"Is it very fragrant? I'll smell it again. " Tang Zheng's face moved down from her neck and leaned against her high chest, then she never left.

"You dare to be bad." Fang Shishi saw through his intention and grasped his ear to express coquettishly.

"I'm such a simple person." Tang Zheng said with a bad smile.

"Well, I used to be cheated by your simplicity. You are such a villain." The tone of Fang's poem is hasty, "hurry up, or I will twist your ear."

"Twist it, twist my ear off, and I'm reluctant to get up." Said Tang Zheng, with all his bad energy.

Fang Shishi reluctantly put down his hand and lost the battle: "I really can't help you."

"Hey, what we didn't finish last time, you promised me to continue."

Fang Shishi immediately remembered the last time he tasted the intimacy in that small room, his heart pounded and his cheeks were blushing.

"Villain, you still remember this."

"Remember, of course, how can you forget such an important thing." Tang Zhengli said of course.

Fang Shishi's breathing was involuntarily rapid, and her body began to feel hot and soft. She said with shame, "I sweat all over, but I can't."

"It's OK. I'll sweat later anyway."

"You It's terrible. " Fang's poems are helpless.

"Listen, whose heart rate is faster, heart rate betrays the real idea." Tang Zheng put his ears on her chest.

Fang Shishi hurriedly wants to break away from him. When he stands up, he seems to press his upper body on his face. Can Tang Zheng let go of this great opportunity? His face is pressed hard on it, and its shape has changed.

"Ah!"

Fang Shishi sends out a suppressed scream, but he doesn't know that there is a strong temptation in the scream. Once Tang Zheng's hand is tight, the two people's bodies are tightly attached.

"Of course, we should have a good celebration when we move to a new house." Tang Zheng looks up and looks at each other. The two faces are almost together.

Both eyes are full of deep feelings. Fang's poems are almost melting in his eyes. Not only his body is soft, but also his heart is soft.

Two mouth slowly kiss together, familiar taste, familiar feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

"Let's go to bed." Tang Zheng picked her up and walked to the bedroom.

Fang Shishi leaned his head on his shoulder, bit his lips and said, "Grandpa will come back."

"Grandpa said it would take two hours to come back? It's early. " Tang Zheng is not willing to give up halfway this time.

"Well, you have been planning for a long time." Fang poetry is coquettish and hateful.

"Haha, how can I? I'm very pure." Tang Zheng laughs badly.

"Pure you big head." Fang Shishi knocked him on the forehead.

Tang Zheng gently put her on the bed, the concave and convex body immediately appeared, let his eyes some straight.

"Take him, boy." Said tianchanzi.

"One way." Tang Zheng quickly seals him, so that he won't be given a chance to play for free.

The two were entangled. Tang Zheng's hands were dishonest and he began to attack the city. Fang Shishi's clothes retreated one by one. In a moment, only one bra was left on his upper body.

Tang Zheng's eyes almost erupted fire. His body temperature, which had been rising a little, suddenly increased. The Qi began to restless in the vein.

It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is blocked, so I want to untie my bra in a hurry, but I can't do it after a long time.

Poop!

Fang Shishi looked at his embarrassment and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Zheng blushed awkwardly and said angrily, "for the first time, for the first time, I'm not familiar with it. I really don't know how to solve it."

Fang Shishi took a glance at her. She had a myriad of styles. She reached behind her and gently untied them. The beautiful scenery was unfolded in front of Tang Zheng at a glance.

Gollum!

Tang Zheng swallowed hard.

"A fool." Fang's poems are both shy and sweet, but she sees a strong love in the eyes of her lover. She plucks up her courage and straightens her chest.

Tang Zheng, like a hungry wolf, jumped on it and was turned over by the waves, playing a wonderful note.

A moment later, Tang Zheng's real Qi was boiling like boiling water. His body temperature rose like a burning iron.

However, Fang Shishi had no feeling, half narrowed his eyes, bit his lips, blushed, full of shame and satisfaction.Tang Zheng is like a runaway wild horse galloping on the prairie, enjoying his youth.

The power of pure Yin has been continuously transferred from the body of Fang's poems to his body. This power of pure Yin is just like the essence. It can't be separated from the thick one. When it wanders within his channels, it is in contact with the boiling Qi in an instant.

The boiling Qi is like a irascible child who meets his relatives, becomes docile and thrives under the warm comfort.

The Qi in the nine main meridians swished upward, from four inches and six minutes to seven minutes and eight minutes There seems to be no end.

[author's aside]: Chapter two! Weak say, in fact, I am very pure, you say right?