"Sister Pan is really good at joking. Roger gave me 400,000 yuan and she didn't even do it." Lin Le got a little angry. He put away the stone sculpture, put it in his backpack, and pretended to leave.

"Brothers, don't leave. Let's have a good talk." The goods in the hands of the little boy are very profitable. Once completed, they can help several companies to make some money. It is related to the rise and fall of the group. They will not secretly find a few people to do it.

He grabbed it. Pan Yihong couldn't keep calm anymore and pulled him to prevent him from leaving. "How much do you want?"

Feeling that he had taken back the initiative in the negotiation, Lin Le sat down and smiled, thinking to himself, since he had fooled me for a long time, and it was a calligraphy, painting, and antique, he should also fool the chairman, so he crossed his legs and lit the fire.

Smoking a cigarette, he showed his true colors as a young rich man, blew out a big smoke ring, and said: "Don't rush to talk about the price, first tell me the provenance of this treasure."

There were no ashtrays in every room in the Crane's Nest. She hated men who smoked, but she patiently said with a smile: "Which collector did your stone sculpture come from?"

"Comed from the hands of my immortal master, they are called the Twelve Sculptures of Happy Knots. The happy knots of liking and the knots of good marriages come from an ancient temple in the early Yuan Dynasty. What I have in my hand are four of them." Lin Le said according to the secret book.

The opening part slowly talks about the local customs and temple fairs at that time.

After hearing this, Pan Yihong was secretly surprised. The little guy knew the origin of the stone carvings more clearly than in the information. He had to take a serious look at it: "What is different about the artistic nature of the Twelve Wedding Sculptures?

What do you think?"

As if he were at home, Lin Le put out the cigarette butt, threw it on the clean wooden floor, took out the stone carving and put it back on the coffee table. He smiled: "When it comes to the artistic nature of this stone carving, I am afraid that except for me and the immortal master,

, there is no third person in the world who understands it more clearly."

Pan Yihong clasped her hands, leaned on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Sister Pan, I would like to listen to your speech." As for the immortal master, she was not interested in it. He was probably a bad old man from the countryside.

Lin Le took a sip of tea and deliberately said: "People in Xiangbatou can only understand it, but cannot explain it in words. If Sister Pan likes it, I can show you every movement of the stone sculpture."

Judging from her appearance, how could he know that although Pan Yihong in front of him was in her forties, she had abundant body fluids, feminine inner energy, and was extremely powerful, surpassing ordinary women. She was always changing men like a revolving door, but she always missed dancing ballet.

era, secretly longing for a man to play with her

Play difficult moves, travel through time and space, and return to the beautiful days of youth! So when I heard that he was doing gesticulations, I couldn't help but feel excited. His face quickly turned as red as a flower, his chest flapped, and his red lips were half-opened, and he asked in disbelief:

"Brother, can you really do this? Have you ever studied gymnastics?"

As a professional flower picker, Lin Le couldn't see Pan Dong's series of subtle changes. Although he didn't know the reason, he knew it was time to perform. "My brother has never learned gymnastics, so just rely on it."

My body is naturally flexible." After saying that, he sat on the sofa and looked at one of the stone sculptures of a man and a woman with their legs.

Bending, bending hard, turning his head down again and again, getting closer again and again, burying his head in his crotch, holding still, smiling evilly, "Sister, is this posture no different from that of a stone carving?"

As long as a woman sits in front, turns her head from between her legs, and cooperates, she can achieve the double cultivation of men and women on the stone sculpture."

"Brother Xiao Lin, you have done a great job without any professional training!" Pan Yihong had been sitting next to him, constantly inhaling the smell of sandalwood, but had been relying on extraordinary concentration to control her mind. At this time, she witnessed the extremely difficult beauty with her own eyes.

Zi, as a veteran who has been swimming in shopping malls, officialdom, and love circles like a fish in water for many years, I also endure

My breathing was rapid, my heartbeat was racing, I felt a bone-cutting itch all over my body, like thousands of insects crawling in my bones, body fluids surged, and at that moment, there was a thud, like an egg breaking,

Some water flowed out of the nest, and it was sticky. It wetted the layer of trousers inside, and he was no longer so calm.

"Sister Pan, please watch my brother's next move." Lin Le had been in the same room with a woman for such a long time. If he had been in the countryside, Lin Le would have been unruly. He looked at the red face of Pan Dong.

Xia was flying, smiling, and her lips were extremely moist, so a magical fairy spear was swollen to the limit, and it was affected by

After receiving her praise, he showed off even more proudly. He followed the posture of another stone sculpture and lay flat on the sofa. His upper body slowly bent backwards until the back of his head was almost touching his buttocks. He felt that the spear in front of him was hard.

I set up a pergola, and it was about to burst my crotch, so I asked with great effort: "Does it look like it?"

"It's wonderful!" Pan Yihong caressed her palms and sighed sincerely. When she saw the giant outline of a raised pergola, she was secretly shocked. None of those top-notch men who were secretly in love had such an unimaginable scale.

, suddenly felt that the nest beneath me seemed to have crawled into countless itchy caterpillars, burning with fire, extremely itchy, and extremely sore.

It was swollen, and at the same time it was extremely empty, as if it immediately needed a super-large and super-long thing, and rushed in to sweep it away. Another wave of hot springs surged, making the thin layer of pants inside sticky.

He was so uncomfortable, but he tried hard to maintain the dignity of the chairman and sighed softly, "Oh, Xiao Lin's body flexibility is no less than a professional level."

Lin Le showed off and finished the extremely difficult moves of the other two figures. He no longer sat face to face and leaned close to her, shoulder to shoulder. He was so close that he felt the other person's breath was like orchid, and he felt a little dizzy.

However, he tried hard to keep calm and said in a low voice: "Sister Pan, my understanding of these four stone sculptures is better than anyone else in the world. I really don't want to sell it."

At this point, Pan Yihong had to reveal a little bit of the truth: "Actually, eight of the twelve sculptures of the Wedding Knot are still in my hands, and they are locked in the safe."

"If they are combined into a complete set of twelve statues, wouldn't they be more valuable?" Lin Le lowered his head and admired the unshrunk large shed below, feeling that it was time to bargain.

"In the collection world, money is also based on the number of pieces." As a veteran negotiator, knowing that the more exposed he was, the more he would suffer in terms of price, Pan Yihong had no choice but to use strong words, but he couldn't bear the itch that had been buried in his heart for many years.

I want him to take the other eight

I rehearsed it all over again! I even went to bed to practice it, letting her play the role of a woman in the stone sculpture. They cooperated with each other to complete ultra-difficult movements that are impossible for ordinary people to complete, scratching the unspeakable itch in my heart for many years.
Chapter completed!