Bai Luomei whispered a few words in her ear.
Song Meili's face immediately lit up with a smile.
That's wonderful.
This is a killer move.
Bai Luomei asked, "What do you think? Do you think it's feasible?"
Song Meili said, "Okay, that's perfect, let's do it that way."
Bai Luomei said, "Then I'm leaving. I'll try to lure them over there. You get your things ready."
Song Meili nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go prepare."
Ruan Qingling had just finished eating and was washing her daughter's bottom when she suddenly sneezed.
I wonder who's thinking about her!
Today, Song Shiting, who was far away, met his old boss.
He meant to go back.
Because he knew about it.
Not only are the living conditions here even harsher, but Ruan Qingling is also unable to come with the army now.
If he wants to be transferred, he will have to wait three years.
He doesn't know what will happen in three years. His daughter is still young, and he wants to go back now.
I've risked my life for so many years, and I've done what I needed to do.
He has been awarded numerous second-class merits and four first-class merits.
There are countless other rewards.
Looking at a box full of honors.
But his wife and children are still living in a dilapidated house.
In the first half of his life, he lived half for his country and half for his parents; in the second half, he wants to live for himself, his wife, and his children.
Wife, kids, and a warm bed.
When he thought about the time he resigned, his old boss tapped him on the head with his pipe.
He lowered his eyes and locked the reward away.
Let's keep these as keepsakes for later.
There was a letter on the table; it was a letter of recommendation from his former boss.
The old man really liked him.
I used to scold him for being useless, for marrying some unknown woman. I should have married my daughter to him.
He's being criticized now for not striving for a better future.
Ultimately, he couldn't resist his fondness for his subordinates, revealing that in peacetime, he was about to switch battlefields and transfer to the public security system.
Let him become a police officer in the local area.
He has dedicated so many years to the country, so if he wants to retire, then he should. That's why this letter of recommendation came about.
But the old leader still spoke earnestly.
On the battlefield, all you need to do is follow orders and do your job.
But it's different when you transfer to the public security system.
In addition to obeying orders from superiors, one must also be able to make judgments and solve cases.
This is also a new challenge.
I hope Song Shiting can achieve success in his new position.
On this side, he packed his things.
No matter which organization you're in, just do your job well.
I looked up at the sky.
The dark sky was devoid of stars.
It looks like it's about to rain.
I wonder what the weather is like at home?
Is Ya Ya naughty?
These past few days, thinking about Ruan Qingling's changes and her daughter's mischievousness, my expression softened unconsciously.
"Song Shiting".
A rough voice rang out.
Song Shiting stood up.
He saluted and called out, "Leader."
The person who came in waved and said, "Let's go out for a drink."
Only then did Song Shiting go out with his old boss.
...
Meanwhile, Song Meili enjoyed a feast for the senses.
I must say, Song Bo's skills are really good.
Every time, it made Song Meili feel like she was floating on air.
It felt like she had been lifted from the ground and lifted into the sky, floating in the clouds, unable to come down, until she finally released her legs from the man's waist, still panting.
Song Bo asked, "How was it? Did you enjoy it?"
Song Meili punched Song Bo's shoulder with her hand.
"You jerk, why do you keep asking me how I feel? If I'm not feeling well, I can come to you."
Song Bo smiled with satisfaction and asked a cheeky question: "I've made you feel so comfortable, what's in it for me?"
As he spoke, his hand didn't stop; he pinched Song Meili's heart.
Song Meili let out a soft, delicate sigh.
"Didn't you enjoy it yourself? You're the one who benefits more from this. You don't give me anything in return, yet you expect me to give you anything in return?"
When she thought of this, she remembered her one yuan and fifty cents.
He instantly felt like killing Ruan Qingling.
She pulled Nekk up.
It even stretched out its legs and jumped twice.
Song Bo said, "What are you afraid of? Keeping those things in your body is very nourishing. Even if you get pregnant, you don't have to worry about not being able to give birth."
After all, Song Meili has a husband, so there's no problem with her giving birth.
Song Meili snorted.
Of course she wasn't afraid.
She wanted to give something to Ruan Qingling.
She wanted the villagers to drag Nguyen Thanh Linh to be boiled in a pig cage.
Song Bo wanted to spend a little more time together.
But Song Meili has something to do tonight.
With little interest, he asked, "Do you like my third sister-in-law?"
Song Bo paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"
Which man doesn't like a vixen?
However, Ruan Qingling is mentally ill.
If you end up like Song Shiting, you'll be in big trouble.
So even if he thought about it, he never dared to take action.
Song Meili asked, "Have you ever thought about sleeping with her?"
Song Bo couldn't quite figure out what Song Meili meant by those words, and chuckled as he said, "Now that I have you, how can I be greedy? I can't give you that much."
He's a bit too strong.
But one wife, Song Meili, is going to drain his offspring dry.
How can I find another one?
Moreover, developing one is not easy.
He won't take risks easily.
Song Meili got the agreement she wanted.
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