Chapter 27: Trip to Anqing

That night, Fang Jianxiong felt that time was tight and took the initiative to go to the main room to find Fang Jianmei. This boy rarely stayed at home. This was because he was worried that Fang Jianxiong would not take him to Anqing because of his words, so he stayed at home with peace of mind and left a child.

Good impression.

In fact, Fang Jianmei is not useless. He graduated from middle school after all. The reason why he is a bastard is because he has little control at home. In addition, he has no serious job to do and has no interest in the business at home. Boring days, naturally

It is faster to get rid of the indulgence.

Now that he saw hope, he could naturally stay at home and wait. This made his wife extremely happy. As soon as the lights were turned on, her daughter-in-law was dangling in front of her. Fang Jianmei's wife came from a wealthy family and had a similar temperament.

Excellent. But it’s not good at all. You don’t want to have fun when you put it on. Anyway, you will stick to one posture for a lifetime, and you won’t change your style. In this way, how can you make the young master of the Fang family, a veteran of Fengyue Field, like you? No matter how long you are,

Well, it's all in vain. As a woman, after the freshness of the newlywed period is over and you don't have any means to please a man, why should you be disliked? It's only a matter of time before she becomes a yellow-faced woman.

Fang Jianxiong came to the door, and Fang Jianmei, who had received the report, was sitting on the bed washing her feet. She ran out without even bothering to put on her shoes.

"Second brother is here, but he wants to go to Anqing?"

Judging from the excitement of this guy, he probably has never left Wuhu in his life. "Well, I'll leave early tomorrow morning. I've already bought the boat ticket. You can bring a servant with you." After saying that, Fang Jianxiong left, and Fang

Jianmei stood there and waved his fist excitedly.

Fang Jianxiong returned to the west wing and met his mother first. When talking about tomorrow's itinerary, Fang Mei didn't say anything. She just glanced at Qiu Ju and said, "We have to go on the road tomorrow. Let's rest early in the evening."

Fang Jianxiong did not have the habit of going to bed too early. He returned to the house, took out his notebook and pen, and thought about what else he had not prepared. Whether he could stay in Wuhu and flex his muscles would depend on his trip to Anqing.

Feng Xu's effect was effective. Therefore, Fang Jianxiong was cautious and careful, and even made careful preparations for various possible questions during the meeting.

When Fang Jianxiong was busy, Qiu Ju stood quietly and watched. The tea was guaranteed to be always warm and ready to drink at any time. The house did not have the latest electric lamps, and one oil lamp was not enough. I was afraid of hurting the young master's eyes, so I used two.

Zhan. The young master at work looked more and more energetic and handsome. There is no girl who doesn't like to be pretty. He was fascinated by it unconsciously.

Finally, the young master put down his pen. Qiu Ju hurriedly stepped forward to clean up the situation and said, "The cool dew in autumn is heavy. Young master, please rest early."

"Okay!" After closing the book, Fang Jianxiong stretched and took off his gown before walking to the bed. Qiu Ju came over to help.

"I didn't have anyone to take care of me before, so I did it all by myself. Now you're always here to take care of me. I'm afraid that if I go back to the way I was before, I'll be miserable if I don't get used to it." Fang Jianxiong felt this, and Qiu Ju answered seriously: "

As long as the young master doesn't dislike you, Qiu Ju will serve you forever."

Fang Jianxiong lay down on the bed, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep after a tiring day. Qiu Ju was busy for a while, came over with a lamp, took a look at the young master on the bed, still wearing his clothes, and whispered to herself in a low voice

: "These foreigners have bad habits and don't know how to take care of their clothes."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Ju stared blankly at the sleeping young master on the bed, biting her red lips tightly, as if she was making a lot of determination. Finally, the lights went out, and there was a rustling sound.

The otaku is having a sweet dream again. The thirty-eighth blind date is finally successful. Although this number is not very nice, my sister is willing to hold hands with him. Three to eight is just three to eight. This time, Fang Jianxiong has never made that stupid mistake again.

Mistake, mm said you don’t have to go home at night, and the homeboy immediately said he would go and book a room.

Hmm, this little hand is soft, this... Hmm? What is this? Holding his sister's hand in the dream, Fang Zhainan turned over, there seemed to be something extra on his hand, soft, pinched it, what, this! I'm used to it.

Fang Zhainan, who was sleeping alone, woke up unexpectedly.

In the darkness, there is another person beside me, with his naked body huddled in his arms. Damn it, what is going on?

Fang Jianxiong's first reaction was not to press forward with excitement, but to make his whole body stiff with fear. Although the body in his arms was as warm and soft as jade, there was more body in his arms in the middle of the night. He didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost.

When the person became nervous, she put more strength into her hands and grasped the key point. Qiu Ju, who was still awake at all, felt the pain and whispered: "Master, be gentle."

"Qiu Ju?" Fang Jianxiong asked instinctively, and the person in his arms whispered: "Which one do you want, young master? I'll call it!"

The sound is not loud, and the sour taste is not small. To serve or not to serve? To be a beast, or worse than a beast? Stay, or send her home! No, send her back to her room! Before she could even think about a series of questions, the girl in her arms

He twisted his body and just happened to rub it against the extremely hard congestion point.

Qiu Ju's body stiffened instinctively. Thinking of her wife's instructions, she had the courage to slide her little hand down, hold it, and gently rub it through the condom a few times. With just a few strokes, Fang Zhainan's moral system completely collapsed. I have already done it.

There are four young people in the new generation who are most fond of you!

There is a huge gap between dreams and reality! In the process of transforming theory into practice, the four young people in the new era can't find the path to their shame. They arched randomly, even though the soft girl underneath them took the correct posture.

Fang Zhainan was still embarrassed and couldn't get in, until a little hand appeared at the right place and pulled him...

The docks of this era can be summed up in three words: "dirty and messy". Anqing dock is no exception. When he stepped off the ship, it was already afternoon. Because Fang Jianxiong had two foreign followers behind him, the road ahead was smooth. One

The woman who was holding her child cried loudly when the child in her arms hit the railing because she was trying to avoid it!

Fang Zhainan sighed, took out a silver dollar and thrust it into the woman's face. Without saying a word, he continued to move forward and continued to travel smoothly.

Finally, we stood on the pier, deliberately changing into military uniforms, and so did the two Germans behind us, who were wearing nothing but hats. Soldiers are soldiers, three of them in a group, walking in unison. Their long leather shoes stepped on the ground, their voices were uniform, and they were imposing.

people.

The patrol at the gate of the city pretended not to see the three menacing soldiers. Although the clothes were different from those of the new army, they couldn't stand the fact that they were wearing armed belts and pistols on their waists! The swing frequency of a rattan box is the same for each person.

In unison, the three people walked out together with the momentum of thousands of troops. Click, click, click, neat and coordinated footsteps, and the military arrogance of holding their heads high.

Fang Jianmei was almost the last one to disembark. His second brother gave him an important task, which was to deliver the luggage to Futai Yamen! Naturally, the eldest son of the Fang family did not need to do anything on his own, and took a servant with him to call a few coolies.

Carrying it off the boat.

The three of them walked all the way to the city, and a patrolman on the roadside immediately ran away from him. What a joke, in this formation, there was a heroic young man in front of him, and behind him... there were actually two foreigners? Who should I hide from if I didn't hide from them?

"Stop! You, I'm talking about you!" Fang Jianxiongguang remembered his majesty and forgot that he didn't know the road. If you have any difficulties, just call the police. He just pointed it out and the peat guy actually ran away!

"Jenson, tell him to stop!" Fang Jianxiong, who gave the order, quickly regretted it. Because, Janson pulled out his pistol and shot it into the sky! Bang! After the clear gunshot, the street immediately became chaotic!

Some bastard shouted: "The Revolutionary Party is coming!"

With just one shot and one shot, the street that was bustling just now suddenly became even more lively and chaotic! In just five minutes, the three people stood there without moving. It seemed like a long time had passed, and finally the street became quiet.

, no one can be seen.

Fang Jianxiong, who had a dark look on his face, was undoubtedly dissatisfied with this way of appearing. He turned around and glanced at Jenson viciously: "Next time you shoot in this environment, I will definitely find ten fat people who look like pigs.

The foreign women will take turns fucking you until you are completely drained of energy and you will die!"

The words were spoken in German, so the impact wouldn't be too bad, but Janson was a little frightened. Ten women? As fat as pigs? Janson felt that there was a high possibility that this punishment could be realized! Must remember

, you can’t shoot on such occasions in the future.

"Yes! Sir!" He quickly expressed his attitude with a correct attitude!

Looking back, the patrolman from before was sitting down in a stall, shivering, and sticking his butt out.

Just as he was about to step forward and give him a kick, a sharp whistle sounded, and more than a dozen policemen ran over, all holding black and white sticks in their hands. The policemen who appeared as people's guards saw three soldiers, each with a gun, and

There were two foreign devils. The leader immediately opened his hands and shouted: "Stop, stop!"

These three people don’t look like revolutionary parties at all!

"This military master, young Hou Liu, is patrolling this street. Are you and the two foreign adults here?"

"We are going to the Governor's Yamen and want to find someone to lead the way! Unexpectedly, your brother kept running back. My men became anxious and fired a shot into the air." Fang Jianxiong explained in a dignified manner, but did not give his name. And that

He looked so arrogant that he didn't even bother to use his first name, and he didn't even look at the other person.

Fang Jianxiong still admires this patrol team leader. From the chaos to the present, it only took him six or seven minutes to arrive with his team, which was much faster than the 110 police dispatch.

In any case, I dare not put this debt on the heads of these three people. Hou Liu had to admit that he was unlucky and had to lead them to Futai Yamen. After walking for a while, he encountered a group of patrol battalions. Hou Liu

Liu stepped forward to explain, and the people from the patrol camp also dispersed. The journey went smoothly. When they arrived at Futai Yamen, Fang Jianxiong took out the letter written by Sun Baoqi. Before he could step forward, the gatekeeper had already rushed down in a hurry. There was no way, who could let this happen?

There are two foreigners following behind, whom even Mr. Futai cannot afford to offend.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Menzi's mouth was sweet and his posture was low. Fang Jianxiong ignored him for the first time, took out a pile of six or seven silver coins, threw it to Hou Liu and said: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work, let's take it to drink.

"

Hou Liu's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he took it over with great gratitude. He originally thought that this trip would be in vain, but he never thought that this military master would be so generous.
Chapter completed!