Mixed Miners

Looking at the woman in her arms, she is blushing, and her eyes are slightly shy, and Yang Ling knows that this level should be calm and calm.

Moreover, she did not object to herself and Han Xue, and remembered that she and her two sisters had been sleeping together, and they couldn’t help but stunned.

3P! This dream is getting closer and closer.

Yang Ling touched and pinched on Han Xinglin. When he felt that it was cool, he heard the sound of the opening of the living room door. Han Xinglin quickly broke free and ran into the bathroom.

Yang Ling had no intention of getting out of the bedroom, and he saw his future old man Han Jianming coming in from the outside. He saw Yang Ling squatting and then smiled and said: "Hey~ Xiao Yang is coming! Just sit and sit!"

Yang Ling was very dogish and nodded.

For him, Han Xinglin’s old mom is very unfamiliar with himself, but he is not bad. He has never had any unhappy performances because he is in the countryside, including Han Xue and Han Xinglin. It seems that the Korean family's genes have a very peaceful attitude. They are good to themselves, and Yang Ling is not good for them.

Yang Ling took the initiative to help clean up the table stools, picking up the dishes, and being diligent is like eating the wrong medicine. This makes Han Xinglin, who has finished washing his face and washing it out from the bathroom, has a small mouth and become O-shaped.

Yang Ling is not diligent, she knows, even if she is in bed, she will be very lazy to lie down and let her... When she thinks of it, her face has just calmed down and she can’t help but gently lick. One bit, but my heart is happy and excited.

Yang Ling seems to really care about himself~!

Soon, a slightly rich dinner was placed on the table.

Yang Ling had a few drinks with the old man of the future. Han Jianming had some state of dissatisfaction and said that he could not drink.

Yang Ling looked at this middle-aged man in his forties, just as a strong man, but the two scorpions have already begun to appear white, obviously more than the same age, wrinkles appear on the forehead and the corners of the eyes, the spirit and appearance are better than the father It’s going to be far worse.

Yang Ling is also a slight sigh, the people inside the system, not only the old state of mind, the people are actually faster.

This is a hierarchical jungle, living in it, trying to figure out and speculation all the time. Whether you want to work or not, many things are always wrapped around in a group, and you are exhausted.

If you don't want to use your brains, if you don't want to be flattered, you will always stay at the bottom, do the most things with the lowest wages, bear the most black pots, endure the most criticisms and accusations, and those who are keen on drilling camps, slap the horse, follow The leader glory and glory, the people are glamorous, and the people still sigh and sigh, sighing that they are not climbing high enough, and the thighs are not thick enough.

Therefore, if you want to develop within the system, you will definitely think of many more problems than ordinary people. In a word, an action, a gossip of a wind, perhaps a huge personnel turmoil, after several decades, people will Gradually getting darker and darker, the words are also cautious, beware of each other, there is no trust between people.

I just called my brother and sister on the wine table. In the twinkling of an eye, I poked your **** in the leader.

This kind of environment, the old is not fast, there is no reason!

Qin Wenju looked at Han Jianming, who was flushed against the back of the chair. He was very dissatisfied and glanced at him: "You can drink outside, how can you go home to accompany Xiao Yang to drink a few cups?"

Han Jianming has been a little drunk, and even smiles, Yang Ling put down his glass and rushed to Han Xinglin and said: "I am not an outsider. Han Shushu can drink less and drink less. Drinking white wine hurts the body. I know an old man. He will To be a kind of health fruit wine, next time I will give Han Uncle some help!"

Han Xinglin secretly turned a beautiful white eye to him and blushes to eat.

Han Jianming nodded. "The feelings are good. People are old and not as good as before. They are drunk when they drink a little. They can't recover after a few days of drunkenness."

Yang Ling said with a smile: "Han Shushu is just a young man, where is it old? You are three years younger than my father. My dad is scary when he drinks alcohol!"

"In the unit and the countryside is different. In fact, I am very envious of your father." Han Jianming shook his head. "Yes, Xiao Yang, you and Lin Lin have been almost for almost a year, about a time, me and How about your aunt Qin to see your mom and dad?"

Qin Wenju hurriedly stopped to eat and answered the words: "Yes, yes, you two are not small, hurry and watch the days let you do things!"

Hey~!

Yang Ling’s face could not help but pop out a few black lines. How did he get here when he was drinking? He gave Han Xinglin a slight look and found that she was secretly watching herself.

Headache, how can this be broken?

The future Laozhang and the wife's mother want to see the future relatives, the intention is self-evident, that is, let two people get the driver's license as soon as possible, legally play in a bed, then, of course, get a little Yang to come out it is good.

Yang Ling had some toothache and suddenly talked about marriage. He really didn't think about it. It wasn't Han Xinglin's bad, but the squad leader didn't know where to put it. As for sweet, it can be ignored. Count.

Just as he was tangled, Han Xinglin muttered his mouth and said, "Dad~~, I am only twenty-three this year, are you so anxious to marry me?"

Qin Wenju was not happy, and gave her a look. "Death, twenty-three is still small? When you are so big, you are almost two years old!"

"Now is not your time, anyway, I still want to play for a few years, my classmates have not got a marriage, and, I don't want to have a baby~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am afraid of pain, I want to give birth to let small... ..." Han Xinglin said that he suddenly stopped here and hurried to his mouth.

Yang Ling is also scared to death, the back of the burst of cool, can not help but touch the chest, feeling the heartbeat is coming out quickly.

"Hey, this thing is not for you!" Qin Wenju poked a finger on Han Xinglin's head.

Han Xinglin threw the chopsticks on the table and said, "I am full!" Then he stood up and swayed and went back to the room.

"Look at you!" Han Jianming couldn't help but squint at his wife. "Well, they have their own ideas!"

Yang Lingqi’s eating is not, drinking is not, I have to sneak a few meals, and a meal is not happy.

......

Sitting on a bench by the road, watching the pedestrians come down in the night, under the neon lights, the city is very busy.

Han Xinglin glared at Yang Ling’s arm and leaned on his shoulder and said, “Yang Ling, I am doing well today?” (To be continued.)