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Text Chapter 654: Give it to me, sister

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    "I can't tell you this, but I can guarantee that I only found out after I came back. I left in a hurry to find a solution, and came back because you have solved it." The old monk asked Yang Zongbao openly.

    Yang Zongbao knew that the old monk didn't need to lie in front of him: "You don't want to say then it's Yang Tianming?" Yang Zongbao looked at the old monk with bright eyes.

    "Amitabha" The old monk clasped his hands together and sang the Buddha's name.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t know how he got down the mountain. He only knew that when he came back to his senses, he was already back in his house - the white and simple decoration was just like when he left.

    The news that Yang Zongbao returned home only spread in a small area.  For this reason, Yang Fenghuang finished work early and went home, but the old lady strictly prohibited anyone from disturbing him, so Yang Zongbao could enjoy the temporary quiet.

    Baoguo brought Yang Zongbao antipyretic medicine, but he refused.  He felt that his current groggy state was very good. At least he could refuse to think about things he didn't want to think about.  If Yang Tianming was responsible for what happened in that village, then he was really far off

    "Have the village's affairs been resolved?" In a modern office, a middle-aged man asked playfully while facing the computer.

    "Yes." A mechanical voice came from the computer.

    "Interesting." The middle-aged man closed the computer and said to the young woman behind him: "I didn't expect Yang Zongbao to be able to solve it."

    "He is already very good." The young woman said without emotion.

    "Yang Jing, I thought you were very smart. Don't have unrealistic fantasies in your mind." The middle-aged man said coldly.

    Yang Jing didn¡¯t say anything, as everything is meaningless to her now

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    Yang Zongbao slept for two whole days and finally woke up from hunger.

    "Food" Yang Zongbao moaned weakly on the bed.

    "Ready."

    Although Yang Zongbao¡¯s voice was very soft, Yang Fenghuang, who had been guarding the door, still heard it. The lean meat porridge was always kept warm so that Yang Zongbao could eat it whenever he woke up.

    Yang Zongbao had no strength in his hands, so he let Yang Fenghuang feed him one bite at a time.

    As the porridge entered his stomach, Yang Zongbao gradually concentrated: "How are you these days?"

    Hearing Yang Zongbao's words, Yang Fenghuang's eyes suddenly became wet, and he held back his sobs and said, "It's good, are you leaving this time?" Although he knew that Yang Zong couldn't keep it, Yang Fenghuang still kept a little bit in his heart.  Fantasy, hoping that he will not leave when he comes back this time.

    "I'm not leaving. I won't be away for that long anymore. Even if I have to leave, I will take you with me."

    "Really?" Yang Fenghuang was eager to confirm. He happened to see Yang Zongbao's unshaven face and blushed for a moment.

    "You are Yang Fenghuang. When did you become such a lady?" Yang Zongbao teased.

    "You" Yang Fenghuang wanted to fight, but couldn't.

    "Good sister, give it to me!" Yang Zongbao suddenly acted up, hugging Yang Fenghuang's waist, resting his head on her neck, and kept shaving her neck with the beard on his chin.

    "Don't make trouble. You're not feeling well yet, and your forehead is still a little hot." Although he felt the stubble scratching his neck, causing waves of shudders, Yang Fenghuang still remained rational and tried to push Yang Zongbao away.

    "But Yang Zongbao took advantage of his illness to mess around and refused to let go.  Yang Fenghuang shied away but could only be held by him, so he still acquiesced, but his words were still tough: "Have you not found a woman in the past two years?"

    "No, really not." Yang Zongbao picked up and rubbed Yang Fenghuang's body, feeling soft, and finally let out a comfortable moan - women are good!

    "Then let me go first." Yang Fenghuang said shyly, his ears reddened by Yang Zongbao's sweet words.

    ¡°But I¡¯m very tired and can¡¯t move.¡±

    "What do you mean?"

    Yang Fenghuang is also a queen with a fiery temper. How can she let Yang Zongbao be such a naughty rogue: "If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, you will be kicked off!" After yelling, he also felt regretful and found that Yang Zongbao was silently accusing with a pair of wet eyes.  In the end, he could only compromise: "I'll do it, I'll do it! I've never seen such a man, he wants a woman to do it."

    "I'm sick!" Yang Zongbao retorted as he should.

    "Youyou can't do it yet" Yang Fenghuang felt that he was unlucky, why did he have to be a cheap person to deliver food.

    ¡°You didn¡¯t take off your shirt.¡± Yang Zongbao reminded Yang Fenghuang, who was in the midst of self-disgust, that there was something he hadn¡¯t done.

    "It's up to you to take care of it." Yang Fenghuang yelled in a self-defeating tone, and then took off his shirt resignedly.Because of food and sex, Yang Zongbao's eyes wandered back and forth between Yang Fenghuang's breasts. Of course, somewhere had woken up the moment he woke up, and now it was even more swollen and abnormal.  The long-term ascetic life has indeed weakened his immunity to women.

    Yang Fenghuang climbed onto the bed, straddled Yang Zongbao's waist, moved his hands back, and opened the buttons on his back.  A pair of rabbits broke free and almost blinded Yang Zongbao.  But now it has just begun, and he still wants to watch Yang Fenghuang's next performance.

    With one hand holding her breasts, she took off her shorts with difficulty

    "Fairy" Yang Zongbao growled, suddenly stood up and pounced on Yang Fenghuang, violently tearing off the other person's lace underwear

    After the passion was over, Yang Zongbao hugged Yang Fenghuang¡¯s uncontrollable waist with his whole body limp and said coquettishly: "My wife, help me wash it"

    "You" Yang Fenghuang had a headache, but he couldn't do anything to the man next to him.  Although her waist was weak, she still got down to the ground and carried Yang Zongbao into the bathroom.

    Yang Fenghuang already has a good foundation, so it is not a big deal to take on Yang Zongbao.

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    Yang Zongbao was lying in the bathtub enjoying Yang Fenghuang's service.

    Yang Fenghuang¡¯s hands are stronger than those of ordinary women, so the massage is more powerful.

    Yang Fenghuang looked at the increasingly mature man under his hands, and suddenly felt a little distressed, a little sour, and a little happy

    Yang Zongbao suddenly raised his head and met Yang Fenghuang's eyes.

    Yang Fenghuang was startled: "Whatwhat are you doing?"

    "Honey, I still want it!"

    "You" Yang Fenghuang didn't expect that Yang Zongbao would become so shameless when he came back.

    "give it to me!"

    Yang Fenghuang still compromised

    When Yang Zongbao finished tidying up and walked out of the room, he felt his calves were shaking. He said very sadly to Yang Fenghuang, who was supporting him, "It's all your fault."

    "" Yang Fenghuang didn't have the same experience as him.

    The old lady was very happy to see Yang Zongbao back, but she ignored everything about him and completely let him go.

    After Yang Zongbao ate and drank for a week, he finally thought that he still had a school to care about.  I hurriedly called Zhou Yi.  The other party expressed that he was very dissatisfied with his master. He rushed to Yang's house almost as fast as the wind, explained the matter again, and couldn't wait to go on vacation.  You must know that Zhou Yi has never taken a day off in the past two years. Because he doesn't trust others and doesn't want to live up to Yang Zongbao's hopes, he doesn't dare to leave the hospital and school affairs to others.  This time Yang Zongbao came back and Zhou Yi disappeared because he couldn't help but Yang Ming would come back a month later.

    "Zhou Yi is a bad guy" Yang Zongbao said to Yang Fenghuang with a sad face, while pushing the information on his desk towards her.

    "Don't even think about it." Yang Fenghuang immediately raised his hands to express that he would never interfere.

    Yang's house has shade, sunshine everything. It is a good place for a vacation. The only drawback is the piles of information placed in front of Yang Zongbao.

    "Baoguo, you said they are so boring, and you asked me to watch these things just after I came back. Is it easy for me to rest for a few days?" Yang Fenghuang left, and Yang Zongbao could only complain to Baoguo.

    ¡°¡­¡± Baoguo kept giggling.

    "You and they belong to the same country." Yang Zongbao helplessly began to read through.

    The yard is very quiet, with sparrows chirping from time to time.  Yang Zongbao flipped through the pages as fast as he ate, not fast, even a little graceful, but the progress could be seen.

    "I didn't expect my first batch of students to graduate. Did you say I had to go and check them?" Yang Zongbao looked up at Baoguo.

    ¡°¡­¡± Baoguo still giggled.

    "What are you laughing at? Prepare your car." Yang Zongbao said angrily.

    "okay¡­¡­"

    Not long after, Baoguo drove Yang Zongbao out.

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    "Old lady, Master Zongbao is out." Uncle Mei reported to the old lady.

    "It's better for young people to go out more often, so as not to stay in the house and get moldy." The old lady understood very well.

    The pile of information in the yard was blown out by the breeze from time to time, but the people coming and going acted as if they didn't see it, and didn't touch a single bit

    This is the first time Yang Zongbao has seen the fully completed Jingcheng Medical College.  It is very small, just like a Suzhou garden.  Surrounded by green trees, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water it has a very classical Chinese artistic conception.

    "Why has this place become like this? Is it a resort or a school?School?  "Yang Zongbao asked about protecting the country.

    "They are all." Baoguo didn't know either.

    Because of the special sign on the car driven by Bao Guo, Yang Zongbao and the others were able to enter the campus unimpeded.

    After getting off the car, I walked into a building at random and found that the contrast between the inside of the building and the outside was too great.  It's classic on the outside, but absolutely modern on the inside.  What's extravagant is that a building only has one floor, and it's a one-story building that occupies a large area.  When I walked into the only room, I found a very spacious auditorium.  Hu Dong is giving a lecture on the stage.  The auditorium borrows dislocation to create the effect of two floors in a space of one floor.  To Yang Zongbao's expectation, the auditorium was almost full.

    "I remember there are only 500 people in this school, right?" Yang Zongbao asked Baoguo, he couldn't just forget the information he just read.  This auditorium should be able to hold almost a thousand people, but according to visual inspection, the occupancy rate has reached 90%.  Where did the extra people come from?

    "Well, there aren't many people." Bao Guo was cautious in his words and deeds.

    While Yang Zongbao was pulling Baoguo to talk, someone came forward and interrupted: "I'm sorry, please don't make any noise here."

    Yang Zongbao looked at the young face who came to stop him in a funny way, and smiled: "I'm sorry, can you pass a message to the lecturer on the stage for me after class?"

    "Speaking."

    "I'm back."

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    "Brother Bao, do you think Dean Hu will understand?" Baoguo thought Yang Zongbao's message was unclear.

    "Why not? How many more of me are there in this world?" Yang Zongbao asked.  Just in time to admire the school.

    The school looks quiet, but in fact there are many people.  There are twos and threes, some are walking, some are reading

    "Am I dazzled? Why are there so many people?" Yang Zongbao shook his head and muttered: "With so many people, it would be a shame not to charge tickets."
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