MTL - Country Weapon-Chapter 242 division...

  The biggest difference between girls and women is motherhood. Girls may be kind and careful, but they will never appreciate the greatness of motherhood, at most they are overflowing with sympathy.

   Xu Qing and Li Xiaofang, one is the light of motherhood infinitely magnified, the other is the flood of sympathy, no matter what, both of them are very sincere, bought incense and paper money, prayed devoutly, and knelt down and worshiped. The bell rang, the sandalwood wafted away, and my heart suddenly became quiet.

  The two of them stuck together like sisters, facing the Bodhisattva, they were extremely devout, their lips moved slightly, and they didn't know what they said.

  Seeing this, Long Gen couldn't help shaking his head, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, with a disapproving expression on his face! Ever since he was abandoned by his father and mother, and then he was struck by lightning from the sky, the Jade Emperor doesn't believe in Guanyin, Empress, and the Jade Emperor. Do you really believe it? Why didn't you save yourself when you were hit by thunder?

   "People have to rely on themselves."

   This is the motto of Longen.

  But it didn't stop Xu Qing Xiaofang, people have different beliefs, and praying for their son, even if they have sustenance in their hearts, thinking, it's human nature for a mother to do her best for her son.

   "Grandpa, the grandson is calling again..." The ear-piercing bell rang, and the few pilgrims all looked over, Xiaofang Xu Qing turned her head and glared at Longgen.

   Rao is Longgen's rough skin and thick flesh, and he can't hold his face. I ran to the side and took out my phone to have a look, Fangzheng!

   "Ci'ao! Next time I make a call to pick a time, will it work?" Just as he picked up the call, Long Gen burst into a rage. Fortunately, there are not many people in this place, otherwise it would be unavoidable to be stared at again.

  The other end of the phone was stunned, and Fangzheng's voice sounded like he was urinating, "Brother Long, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

  Long Gen was a little impatient, and scolded: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have to fart! I am still busy!"

"You're so busy, you can't be a woman, are you busy? You're still a softie!" However, Fang Zheng only dared to put these words in his stomach, looking for comfort, and lending himself a hundred courage He didn't dare to yell at Long Gen, so he squeezed his throat and said cautiously:

   "Brother Long, are you free tonight? Brother, I have set up a table at 'Roasted Chicken'. Let's have a good drink tonight, what do you think?"

   "Just eat? Nothing else?" Holding the phone, Long Gen smiled. The smile was eerie and terrifying, making people feel chills down their backs.

  Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, and he hesitated: "Yes, I have something to do, I want my brother to help you, look..."

   "Brother Fang, look at what you said, what is the relationship between us? Let's talk about something, and treat guests to dinner, is it necessary?" Long Gen suddenly changed his tone and was extremely serious, saying that the two of them were like brothers.

  Fangzheng was dumbfounded, he opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time, "Eh..."

   "Brother, tell me what's the matter? Brother, I have to do it for you when I go up the knife mountain and down the oil pan!" The chest slapped loudly, as if begging a brother, full of quack talk.

   "Bastard, just let me pretend!" Luckily, he was the director of the police station. After thinking about it twice, he immediately understood that this little **** is pretending to be aggressive!

  Of course, when a person is under the eaves, he still has to put his head in his crotch to be a human being, right? After thinking about it, he said:

   "Brother Long, um, Xiaoying's matter, can you see if you can, can you take care of it for a while, brother, I'm still waiting for a big success? You..."

  Long Gen frowned, pretending to be confused with understanding, "Xiaoying, what's wrong with Xiaoying?"

   Flying to the top? Thinking beautifully, I still want to make it to the top? I always thought that if two cases were solved, he would become Di Renjie? Beautiful you!

   "Bastard, you have to force me to say it yourself, right? Damn, it's hard to talk about this kind of thing!" Fang Zheng stomped his feet anxiously, greeting the eighteen generations of Longgen's ancestors in his heart. Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, he went all out!

"Brother Long, Ming people don't speak dark words. Well, I had an improper relationship with Xiaoying before, but you actually knew about it. What's the matter? You figured out a way. As long as I can do it, Fangzheng won't even frown." Is it going to work?"

   "Hey, Director Fang has a lot of appetite, and his cousins ​​are not spared. The girls in the family are a lot of trouble." Long Gen laughed and teased a few words, but did not mention conditions.

  Actually, I gradually discovered that Fangzheng is actually quite a good kid, so what if he is a little slutty? The crotch of a man's crotch grows that thing, and it's for the old woman. Could it be cut with a knife?

   "Brother Long, don't embarrass me, please? I beg you." Fangzheng blushed, wishing he could slap him with his mouth. The brat is too ruthless.

   There is an old saying, ‘You don’t slap someone in the face, and you don’t expose your shortcomings when you hit someone. ’ It’s good to be a bastard, who only does immoral things like adding salt to the wound!

"Don't tell me, why do you ask me, brother, I don't want this face anymore?" Long Gen smiled happily, "Since Director Fang has spoken, I will stop beating around the bush. At present, I am short of a mount. This one The police car is easy to drive, let me keep it for you, what do you think?"

  Fangzheng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

   "Brother Long, you scared me to death. I thought it was a big deal?"

  Fangzheng really didn't pay attention to a car, so what can he do with a police car? Liuhe Township Police Station is not big, all police officers add up, there are only 23 people, there are a lot of police cars and police motorcycles, even if Long Gen drives one away, and reports "damage" at the beginning of the year, everything is ok!

   "Hey, that's a good relationship. I don't know about Xiaoying, I don't know anything about it...haha..." Long Gen was very happy and laughed out loud as a police car appeared out of thin air.

  Fangzheng was slightly contemplative, and said: "Brother Long, the Jetta police car is too bad, not worthy of your status! So, wait a few days and I will give you a golf!"

   "Oh, Director Fang, you don't get rewarded for nothing, why do you want me to pinch it?" Long Gen gave a strange smile, his heart was full of joy, and his face was dying of laughter.

  Fang Zhengzhi said, "Where is it?" He hung up the phone after a few words of politeness, and then yelled: "Little bastard, little bastard, are you still **** embarrassed? Oo! Hundreds of thousands are gone!"

   "On the road!"

  Hung up the phone, gave a thumbs up, made two beeps, and a text message came in. It was from Xiaofang

  —Little bastard, Xiaoqing and I walked around and had some vegetarian meals. Arrange it yourself, go to sleep in the car if you can't wait.

  Fingers pressed the keyboard quickly, revealing a wicked smile

  —Call me husband! Fart. Eyes are itchy again, aren't they? Well, it's good to take a break, tonight, let's fight all night!

   After a while, I replied with a "Bah"!

   "Huh? A beautiful teacher?" Turning her phone away, the beautiful nun came out step by step. Her steps were steady, like catwalks; she was wrapped in thick cloth strips, so she couldn't see her figure. Anyway, he is quite tall, and his chest should not be too small. It was bulging like a rubber ball, and he turned around and entered the backyard. Long Gen didn't even think about it, and hurriedly followed.

  The front hall is not big, but the backyard is ridiculously large. There are always forty-five wing rooms. The yard is full of flowers and plants, and a few yellow leaves have fallen on the bluestone floor. When the cold wind blows, there is a rustling sound.

  Long Gen shivered, the mountain was so high and the wind was cold, even with a big stick to protect his body, he couldn't bear it. He tightened his clothes, wiped off his snot, and looked up, but there was no shadow of the beautiful nun.

   "Hey, where did you go in a blink of an eye?" Long Gen frowned, but he didn't mean to give up. After finally meeting a beautiful nun, how could he be worthy of a big stick if he didn't flirt with her?

  Since the sky has already established Optimus Pillar, there must be a reason for its existence! As the old saying goes, "Heaven will send a great mission to the big stick, and it will inevitably let it suffer from the 'weakness of the sky' and the depression of 'soft goods'."

  Since you don’t know where they are going, let’s look for them one by one. Anyway, there are only forty or fifty wing rooms.

"Um...uh...huh...ah...uh..." Suddenly, a slight panting sound entered Long Gen's ears, and after searching for it, he saw the house number The words "Master Master" were written on it, and Long Gen couldn't help cursing the idiot secretly.

  The nun's clothes are different from others, so she must be an unusual person. Why don't you look for her according to the house number? You have to find the east wing from the west wing, or if there is some noise from inside, you don’t know when you will find the main room!

   Without talking nonsense, I quickly put my ears on it.

"Mmmmmm, ah...uh-huh, woo-woo...ah...uh-huh..." The melodious and deep muffled moan, with a little bit of ecstasy, but extremely depressing The sound of waves.

   Licking the saliva with her fingers, she poked at the window, and put her eyes on it.

On the bed, the beautiful nun was half lying on the bed, with her two beautiful white legs crossed together, holding a cucumber in her right hand and shoving it into her lower body, one in and one out, biting her lips, groaning, her pretty face It was flushed red, like a big ripe tomato. Two big, white and tender tofu-like **** slipped out from the chest, round and plump, and from a distance, two purple grapes hung stiffly on the chest.

"

  The movement speeded up, there was a "squeak" sound from the lower body, the snow-white body swayed, twitched, and the two **** swung back and forth as if they were dancing, it was so shocking!

   "Tsk tsk tsk, nuns are also lonely these days..." Long Gen smiled "hehe" and knocked on the door.

   "Ah? Who, who is knocking on the door?" With a voice like an oriole, pure and ethereal, Long Gen could hear a trace of panic.

  Long Gen raised his hand and knocked twice, and then said: "Master, is your cucumber okay?" Before he finished speaking, "Karji" pushed the door open.

  Master was too startled, grabbed the quilt and covered her body, she was ashamed and angry, so ashamed that she was seen with a cucumber, and angry, isn't this the man who stared at him just now? Damn stinky man, there is no good thing!

   "You, get out! Who let you in? Get out, get out!"

  Long Gen seemed to have never heard of it, and took a deep breath. The room was simple but yet charming, with a bookshelf, a table, and a bed. Although the room is small, it is clean and tidy, and there seems to be a faint fragrance in the air, the unique fragrance of a woman.

   "You, get out of here, rascal!" The teacher was so angry, this **** was so shameless, he rushed in without permission, but he showed a wretched expression of extreme enjoyment!

  Long Gen said indifferently: "Master, please shout loudly. After a while, everyone will probably know that the head teacher of Jingyun Nunnery squats in the room and eats cucumbers."

   "You!" The head teacher was so angry that he pointed at Long Gen angrily, and when he took a closer look, he was actually holding a wet cucumber in his hand, which was stained with a little white foam.

  Long Gen walked slowly to the bed, looked at Cucumber, and said with a smirk: "Master, your well is quite thick..."

  PS: Ask for a monthly pass and flowers... If you can’t get a reward, don’t ask for it. I’m sweating.