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Beside Yang Haolong, there is an expensive western woman arm in his arm.
A middle-aged woman dressed in a beige cheongsam with three-dimensional facial features in the west combines the beauty of China and the West into her body, which makes her have a western face and an oriental temperament
She looks 30 years old and has a great temperament.
She looks like Yang Wen is seven points similar.
She is Yang Wen’s mother Myra, whose Chinese name is Sun Jiesu.
There is a young man behind Mr. and Mrs. Yang Haolong.
This male Yang Haohu looks somewhat similar, but his face is not so sharp and he looks a little handsome.
"Yang Gui!"
See this person MuHai eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Yang Gui, Yang Haohu, the son of Roche, is very close. If it weren’t for his matchmaking, Yang Haohu wouldn’t have contacted Roche.
Yang Wen’s parents couldn’t have jumped to their deaths.
"Mr. Mu’s presence is really splendid!"
Yang Haolong said as he walked.
Soon came to the front of Muhai.
Muhai got up and Yang Haolong shook hands. "Hello!"
Then Mu Hai also took the initiative to shake hands with Sun Jiesu. "Hello!"
"Hello, Mr. Mu, I’ve heard Xiaowen tell me about you." Sun Jiesu speaks fluent Dragon Chinese, which is very standard, just like an authentic Dragon Chinese.
Yang Gui went to Mu Hai and held out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Mu!"
It was Muhaigen who ignored him. He sat on the sofa and didn’t take Yang Gui seriously as if he were thorough.
Yang Gui embarrassed there is neither sitting nor looking pale to the extreme.
Yang Gui’s head is full of magic thoughts, rolling rapidly towards Muhai.
Seeing this, Yang Haolong was also stunned, but he recovered quickly.
He smiled and Sun Sujie sat opposite Muhai together.
Yu Yang Haohu’s father looks pale and sits next to him at last.
"Mr. Mu, thank you so much!" Yang Haolong smiled and said.
"Yes, if it weren’t for Mr. Mu’s fear that my Xiaowen would be killed," Sun Sujie said.
"You’re welcome. I’m a friend of Yang Wen’s. I should make moves." Muhai said lightly.
Yang Haolong’s displeasure flashed when he heard this, and then he smiled again and said, "Mr. Mu, if you weren’t afraid that I would still be lying in bed."
"Mr Mu, the elixir you gave me is like elixir. I haven’t had a headache since I took it," Sun Sujie said.
"You’re welcome. It’s a piece of cake. I don’t thank Yang Wengen," Muhai said.
It took Yang Haolong a long time to calm down and say to Muhai, "Mr. Mu, I want to discuss something with you."
"But say no!" Mu Hai said
Yang Haolong smiled and said, "I don’t know if you gave Xiaowen Dan medicine again?"
After hearing this, Muhai frowned slightly and immediately wanted to understand everything.
Muhai has always wondered how Yang Haolong could be so enthusiastic about himself.
It turned out that it was because of the marrow-washing Dan!
Although the marrow-washing Dan is not a good thing for himself,
But it’s definitely a treasure to others.
But how can Muhai take it out and give it to others?
If it weren’t for Yang Wen’s sake, Yang Haolong would like to eat pulp-washing Dan, which has two words-dreaming
No wonder Yang’s family treated themselves so warmly. It turned out that they were trying to wash their marrow!
Zhangwan
Chapter 295 Turn hostile
"You said it was pulp-washing Dan?" Mu Hai said
Yang’s four people looked at Muhai together, and their eyes showed off.
That kind of eyes are full of poor desire.
"Sorry, no" Muhai said with the wave.
Hearing this, Yang Haolong’s four faces showed a sad look.
"Can’t you refine it?" Yang Haolong asked don’t give up.
"This is what my master got from the ruins, and the whole world has those two," Muhai said.

It’s flirting here, which is not like the former Mengmeng. Her father is anxious to take off his clothes and then just touch it for a while and then move directly when it’s moist.
Xia Xue never cared about it, and silently endured it. When the man finished lying on the side and sleeping like a log, she got up, washed herself and dressed before going to sleep.
Ma Liang is also self-defeating, feeling the reaction of the beautiful woman in his arms and trying it immediately, while Xia Xue directly supported it on the table to stabilize his body.
"Xia Xue elder sister, what’s wrong with you?" Ma Liang also got a fright when she was in poor health and asked quickly.
Xia Xue blushed and shook his head. "I’m fine. Go on."
Then he was too ashamed to look straight at Ma Liang by his own two words.
"Sister Xia Xue, shall we change places?" Ma Liang requested carefully.
"Don’t ask what you want to do." Xia Xue was a little annoyed.
Ma Liang was overjoyed and walked directly across Xia Xue towards the room. It is estimated that the clothes will not be tried for the time being
Although today is the fifteenth day of the month, the original Wan Li sky has accumulated a lot of clouds, and the wind is moving, and the leaves are clattering. With the big beans hitting the ground, it actually rained.
It’s not a big deal for the villagers. Mid-Autumn Festival is a good time to have a good meal. Anyway, migrant workers rarely come back for the New Year.
Some people who are superstitious may worship the moon bodhisattva. In this weather, the moon is definitely out of sight, and they can count on the time when the clouds rise and the moon rises.
Two people have come to the room to see the rain. I am a little worried that Mengmeng and Su Yuyao can be thrown aside again. This is hard-won. When they are alone, Ma Liang carefully puts Xia Xue on the bed. Looking at the white bust and the beauty blushes to the neck, I can’t help but take off my clothes and then lie prone on Xia Xueshen.
"Sister Xia Xue" Ma Liang’s words were stopped by Xia Xue’s hand before he finished, and then he took the initiative to hold his neck and kissed it.
She has been afraid that Ma Liang’s questioning will ruin this asymptotic atmosphere. She is a person who pays attention to feelings.
Ma Liang also seems to be white and no longer ask questions, but enjoy interweaving with the beauty in his arms. Men are self-taught and nibbling at her snow-white skin
It was the first time that Xia Xue felt such a slow prelude, and she was so emotional and twisted that she gradually glowed with a deeper desire.
But Ma Liang was not in a hurry but continued to taste her body.
Once a woman has a feeling, her heart will beat slowly, and Xia Xue has lost her former scruples and actually took the initiative to pull Ma Liangku.
Ma Liang doesn’t want to continue, but feels that it is not enough for Xia Xueshen to see and touch, especially the chest nephrite can’t put it down, eating and rubbing with one hand.
Xia Xue occasionally meets a man’s things, and his heart is always shaking, thinking that if it really goes in, what is it? It feels a little strange, but he is looking forward to it even more, and he can’t afford to get Ma Liangshen’s last fig leaf.
The hot breath is next to her hand. She closes her eyes and grabs it with one hand.
Ma Liang gasped. This sudden attack caught him off guard, but it was also white. He called a light call and then his hand grabbed the edge of Xia Xue shorts
Because the sideways movement is not smooth, slowly pulling is as white as seeing a shelled egg, with a round and touching arc and a pearly buttocks that is simply fascinating.
Xia Xue slightly dint Ma Liang moves more smoothly, and gradually pulls the mysterious place of a woman to retain Ma Liang’s head, which is as excited as it is swollen, but inhibits his own movement.
Slipping along the thigh, beautiful and delicate, waiting for her to lift her little pants slightly and throw them aside. Besides the shadow drawn by the white thighs due to sideways, the mysterious temptation has already been fully displayed to Ma Liang.
He was stunned as if he could not bear to touch the art.
After half a ring, I couldn’t see Xia Xue’s beautiful eyes. I have already seen Ma Liang’s dementia. Some women are more proud of satisfying their original charm or making him like it.
But don’t just look at it? It’s such a fool. No wonder Mengmeng likes his stupidity. Who doesn’t love it? It seems that he has to take the initiative himself
Xia Xue stretched out his hand and took Ma Liang’s hand and let him press himself.
"Miss Ma," she shouted, "Nothing is said."
Gentle as water
Ma Liang feels the same in a dream. He can really be with Xia Xue. He gently divides her legs. Compared with Xiao Jiao, she is quiet and gentle and needs a man to care for her, but she can’t help but have a man who wants to be rough.
Xia Xue’s side face breathing is already messy. As Ma Liang moves slowly, she will finish the last step with this man. The more she does this, the more she feels empty and wants to be satisfied.
When I met her, I couldn’t help but gasp for breath. When no man touched her body for several years, I couldn’t help but want to get close.
Is probably the sound stimulated Ma Liang finally he dint two people together completely, and suddenly also let Xia Xue groan heavily and bow up a sense of satisfaction, body and mind felt her canthus involuntarily slipped through tears.
"Xia Xue elder sister I hurt you" Ma Liang dare not move.

These guys are Valencia journalists.
Perhaps this laughter stimulated the Barcelona reporter.
A reporter from World Sports News got up and accused Changsheng of being too arrogant.
"I can recognize your arrogant attitude, Mr. Chang? It’s an honor to actually be valued by Barcelona. You shouldn’t say that even if you don’t go … "
Before the reporter finished speaking, the ever-victorious universe broke out.
He interrupted the other person directly.
"Arrogance? Arrogance I’ll be honest with you. I can’t coach Barcelona. Is that arrogance? Are you wired in the wrong way? Do you think I should first say that I am honored to be valued by Barcelona? Is that polite? But I’m sorry that it’s really an honor for you as a reporter to be taken care of by Barcelona, but I think Barcelona’s brain is broken. I’m not a Barcelona fan. I don’t think it’s a good honor to be valued by Barcelona. I’m valued by a champion team and a team that almost relegated. Tell me what’s the honor? "
Ever-victorious stared at each other and asked aggressive questions.
"A team that can’t even win the UEFA Cup really doesn’t know what qualifications are so superior in front of me!"
He gave vent to all the bad feelings accumulated in the past two days.
"You can’t say that you are the first in football …" The reporter of World Sports News also felt uncomfortable.
Winning again interrupted him "can’t say what? Football is a hero. What about it? Who has a more graceful posture than when diving? Scream higher? Look down on the first place. Don’t fight for the first place if you have something to do! Then what kind of chairman will you change? For what coach? You don’t take the usual road. You don’t seek victory and pursue failure. You don’t talk about success or failure … What are you forcing in front of me? "
This is direct scolding.
The reporter was scolded speechless. He may not have won in vain until now. Why is there such a big fire?
Ever-victorious, from cruyff to laporta to today, these Barcelona journalists all seem to be particularly awesome in front of themselves, showing their aristocratic style.
Mom is really a down-and-out aristocrat. Does she maintain aristocratic elegance even if she is down and out?
It’s the 21st century. Wake up!
"I said that if I don’t coach Barcelona, I won’t coach Barcelona. Is it worth asking me again and again? The provincial newspaper has already started a rumor, and you still come to ask me this kind of chat question, which may be very important in your eyes, but that’s all for me! I’m sorry that I’m not interested in Barcelona, and please go back and tell your presidential candidate, Mr. laporta, that I didn’t have personal contact with him before! Please ask him not to bring me to his campaign. I remember Mr. laporta said that if he was elected president of the club, he would bring Ronaldinho and Beckham to the team. Now he has pulled him into the water again. I wake up. Mr. laporta’s promise will be worth a lot because of the first check. He promised that Ronaldinho will be our Valencia player this season, and I will definitely not coach Barcelona. Now his three wishes have been dropped. I can tell you for sure that Beckham will not go to Barcelona, no matter where he will go! "
Tolla, a reporter from Provincial Daily, lamented in her heart that Chang Sheng was tearing down laporta TV!
He said that, and laporta’s image in the eyes of those Barcelona members will be greatly affected.
But …
What does this have to do with yourself?
Although Valencia and Guardiola are not too bad, they are not good enough to think of each other.
Always win. Torra will watch the show.
"So polish your eyes and think about it. Don’t make your decision yet. Be careful that the chairman you finally elected is a liar!"
……
Laporta threw away the newspaper when he saw Chang Sheng’s speech in the newspaper.
"This bastard! How could he say that? ! Call me a liar? Despicable shame! "
Rosell took one look and went on the rampage. laporta said in his heart that he had hit his own foot …
Then he got up to pick up the newspapers scattered all over the floor.
"Mad dog! Mad dog! What a mad dog! No wonder his tactics are also mad dog tactics because he is a mad dog! "
Laporta seems to be very grumpy. He goes around the office and scolds Russell for winning. He has picked up the newspaper and there are reasons why laporta is so rude.
The headline of the newspaper is "Keep your word? Laporta head check! " Next to it is a newly released opinion poll, which shows that laporta’s support rate has dropped from 60% to 45%, with a crazy drop of 15%.
He sighed.
This decline is really scary.
The only good news is that the vote will be held soon, and there will not be much time for the media to ferment this matter.
Otherwise, it’s hard to say what the election result will be …
Laporta’s competitors can seize this opportunity to launch a group attack on laporta and finally ruin laporta.
……
A day later, the president of Barcelona Club was elected as scheduled.
Laporta was the first to appear in a suit and a smile, and voted for himself. In front of the camera, he didn’t see that he was rude in his office yesterday. He was a mad dog …
After voting, he left the voting place and turned a blind eye to the reporters outside asking him.
The way out of the vote counting result that night.
Joan Laporta and Sandro Rosell formed a campaign team and finally defeated many opponents to become the new president of Barcelona Club.
But their victory was a narrow victory.
Compared with the tall 52% vote in history, laporta is much more pitiful now.
Their final vote was 30%, only 100% more than the second place.
However, the victory banquet was not easy.
Everyone is staring at laporta to see if he can really fulfill his promise to bring Beckham to Barcelona.
This has brought great pressure to the newly elected club president laporta.
Now he feels very upset. It’s all a constant victory!
He put the blame on the mad dog.
But he never thought about who started it first.
Chapter two hundred and twenty-two Focus campaign
Laporta became the new president of Barcelona club by running for office.
He was in his office on June 15th.
Someone came in and directed the workers to move everything in this office. Gaspar had something.
"Move this and this … and that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that! That’s it … move the department here and replace the tables and chairs! "
Laporta and his assistant Russell are gradually coming to the office.
When Gaspar bought something, it was disappearing from here one by one.
This means that the humiliation brought to Barcelona by the terrible chairman will disappear with these things that have been removed.
Barcelona’s history as a laughing stock will be turned into the past.
Laporta looked around the office in high spirits and looked at the Nou Camp stadium square at the office window.
"From today, Barcelona Club will welcome a new life!" Laporta said to Russell around him, "Barcelona will regain the respect of the world, and the era when anyone can criticize Barcelona will pass forever and never reappear!"
Russell smiled and didn’t respond.
He is a doer, and now he is planning what work needs to be done to build a new Barcelona and what talents to introduce.
"We must work together to make Barcelona the best club in the world! Remember what we said, Sandro? Barcelona … "
Rosell followed him and said, "… it’s not a club!"