The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

Wen Wan was still lying on the bed when she saw Ji Lengming's text message.

The indoor light was hazy and shadowy, except for the light from the mobile phone screen which was slightly dazzling.

She glanced at the text message twice, thinking she hadn't woken up yet.

Eyes opened and closed, closed and opened again, repeated several times.

After realizing that he was not dreaming, he suddenly sat up.

She moved so hard, so violently, that the whole bed shook.

This news shocked her so much that she was stunned.

After slowly getting used to the dizziness and dizziness experienced by the body, a strange, powerful, and unstoppable surprise spread out like smooth silk, covering every corner of the body and mind with a fierce, fierce feeling. The shocking and comfortable pleasure made her so excited that she almost tore her thin clothes.

Wen Wan's hand holding the phone was shaking a little, and she pressed the 'dial button' several times without getting it right.

I still took a few deep breaths before making the call.

Unfortunately, the call was not connected and the other party hung up.

Wen Wan was unconvinced and called back, but still hung up.

After doing this three or four times, Wen Wan guessed that Ji Lengming couldn't have stopped answering her call for no reason, and he was probably busy.

Just when she was planning to contact her later, Ji Lengming's text message was sent.

"I'm in a meeting, so it's not convenient to pick me up."

Wen Wan hesitated for a few seconds, holding her phone and typing: "Is it convenient to send a text message?"

Ji Lengming was really busy.

He has been working at the research institute these days, and with the help of Professor Lu, he has met with experts, professors and scholars from all walks of life.

One project team after another was quickly established and matched with corresponding human, material and financial resources.

His life is like a clock that has been set forward. He talks about plans, drawings, and implementation plans with engineers from all walks of life. The day goes by in the blink of an eye.

But the progress is obvious. Not surprisingly, field inspections of the land will be conducted in the next few days.

Unlike the previous one where full power was left to MW Company, Ji Lengming will go with the old professors for this field trip.

Now, more than a dozen people are chatting about the details of the field trip.

They are all authoritative experts in the fields of mechanical, electrical, optical, thermal and integrated design. They are expressing their opinions and speaking freely, and the atmosphere of communication is very good.

Only Ji Lengming, like a student who didn't pay attention to class, hid behind the crowd and played with his mobile phone.

In order to prevent experts, scholars and old professors from finding out that he was not doing his job properly, Ji Lengming was slow to reply to messages.

After a while, Wen Wan received the text message.

"I try to make it as convenient as possible."

Wen Wan stared at these five words, and her mood cheered up.

Question: "Does the message you sent me at dawn count?"

Ji Lengming secretly replied: "Yes."

Wen Wan: "You definitely didn't deceive me, deceive me, coax me, deceive me, or defraud me?"

Ji Lengming continued to reply secretly: "No."

Wen Wan: "What if after we try it, you say no, and leave me again?"

When Ji Lengming saw this problem, the expression on his face was tangled, hesitant and impatient.

Several answers ran through his mind, and he finally chose a more conservative one.

"I have confidence in myself!"

Wen Wan sneered at the phone.

It's not that she doesn't believe Ji Lengming, but that she really has a psychological shadow.

She was a normal woman, she was in her youth, and she was facing the man she loved most. As a result, when the fire was burning, the fire left the fire, grew two legs, and ran away.

What can 'Fire' do? It can only self-extinguish.

The whole process of turning off the engine is so uncomfortable!

Wenwan doesn’t want to have a similar experience again!

In order to succeed in sex next time, Wen Wan also risked her life.

"I don't believe in your faith!"

Her fingers were flying and she was typing quickly.

"I only believe in myself!"

"Let me say hello in advance."

"Promises are made by you and cannot be changed."

"If you continue to let me go, I will do it myself."

"Don't blame me when the time comes...The Overlord is ready to bow!"

Ji Lengming suddenly realized that he had dug a big hole for himself.

His eyebrows were high and his posture was tense, as if he was facing some life-and-death problem seriously.

A sharp sense of insecurity seeped into my bones.

I couldn't help but ask: "What if... I mean what if, you can't force yourself?"

Wen Wan smiled bloodthirstyly on the other end.

"If you can't do it, I'll castrate you!/The knife drips with blood."

Ji Lengming's state of mind exploded along with his cold buttocks.

He even forgot that he was still in a meeting.

"are you serious?"

With a wave of Wen Wan's little hand, she showed off her domineering and rogue character.

"What do I keep if I don't need it?"

"It's better to destroy it!"

Ji Lengming had the illusion that his whole body was covered with mouths, but they were all sealed shut by cement.

-

While the relationship between Ji Lengming and Wen Wan has been heating up a lot, Han Daoren's life has also ushered in a lot of changes.

The "Lawyers' Lawyers Go to the Rural Areas" event was successfully held.

It is also because of the holding of such activities that the people's precautionary mentality has been improved. At the same time, Han Daoren's status in the hearts of the people in Unity New Village and surrounding villages has increased.

In recent times, Han Daoren has been living a happy life.

He hasn't had this feeling of being needed by others for a long time.

Being needed by others can be regarded as a great happiness for those who are passionate, passionate and dedicated.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is hot.

Han Daoren's office was as peaceful as ever.

He had nothing to do, so he rode a broken motorcycle and wore a big straw hat and went around the farmland in the countryside to see who needed help.

Along the way, I met many villagers carrying medicine pots, hoes and rubber boots.

There were working people gathered in twos and threes on the field ridge, discussing something non-stop, and the voices were loud.

Han Daoren stopped and listened for a while and found that they were talking about 'borrowing'.

As soon as the legal team left, the villagers started thinking about borrowing money, which greatly exceeded Han Daoren's expectation.

"It's so good, why do you want to borrow money again?"

Han Daoren couldn't help but interrupt.

"You didn't participate in the previous legal popularization activities?"

"You have to taste the suffering caused by 'Huang Shiren', right?"

When the villagers saw that the guy talking was Officer Han, they immediately dropped their guard and began to complain.

"Officer Han, you don't know, the weather is not right this year!"

As the man spoke, he reached into the rice field on the side and took a handful of the early rice that had entered the grain-filling stage.

He spread out the rice ears in his hand and showed them to Han Daoren.

"Look, the leaves are yellow and the ears are uneven. The grains used to be full, but now they are all empty."

"If this continues, all this work will be in vain!"

Han Daoren took a serious look at the rice ears, and found that they were indeed shriveled.

Han Daoren used to live in the city, but later he was plotted by gangsters and his family was ruined. He had no choice but to return to his ancestral home in the countryside to survive.

I did a lot of farm work when I was young and lived in Tuanjie New Village for so long. I know that the condition of rice is probably caused by high temperature weather.

“It seems like there’s really less precipitation this year!”

When the villagers heard this, they started complaining about it.

"God doesn't have eyesight. No one can bear the high temperature of 38 or 39 degrees, let alone the Miao Miao people!"

"I think I work from dawn to dusk weeding and spraying pesticides. My whole family depends on this harvest. What should we do now?"

"Officer Han, you belong to the government and are raised by others. You are no better than us. If we don't have food rations, we will really starve to death!"

"My family has elderly people and children, and the children are still studying. I still hope to sell rice to raise the living expenses for the children to study in the city. Without this money, how can they study!"

......

Han Daoren felt very sad when he heard what they said to each other.

In this world, some people live in white jade high-rise buildings, while others are stuck in mire and deep ditches.

It's really unfair!

He sighed and asked, "So, you are borrowing money to save rice?"

The villagers looked sad.

"Then what can we do!"

"The rice is so dead that it won't work without spraying fertilizer, and the supply and marketing cooperative's fertilizer prices have also increased!"

"There has been little rain this year, and the fields have been dry. The water in the upstream reservoir has almost been drained. If we don't want the rice to dry out, we have to open another canal!"

"Once the rice has a fever disease, borers and plant lice will come. We need to buy pesticides to prevent and control sheath blight and rice smut."

"It's all a lump sum of money!"

"But how can we, the rural people who depend on the weather, have so much money?"

"We also know that borrowing money is not good, but without this money, we really can't survive!"

Ji Lengming asked a lawyer to educate people about the "dangers of borrowing."

But the actual situation is that the pressure of survival is greater than anything else.

When you can hardly live anymore, who lends you money and what price you will have to pay in the future seems to become less important!

Han Daoren took off the straw hat on his head, his dark and thin face covered with wet sweat stains full of helplessness.

He knew that this year, not only was City C experiencing high temperatures and drought, but almost all agricultural-dominated areas across the country were facing extremely hot weather.

The people here are trapped in "no rice harvest", but what about other places? Will it be the same?

A country takes its people as its root, and its people take grain as its life.

It seems to be a weather problem, but it is actually a social problem.

And he couldn't solve it.