My 1991

It had been snowing heavily all morning. As expected, the mountains, rivers and mountains were all dyed white, and the roads were also covered with a thick layer of snow.

After leaving the village, Lu An asked Qingshui: "Where are we going? Back to Baoqing? Or to our uncle in the county?"

Meng Qingshui stared at the snow on the road for a while and said crisply: "Let's go to the county seat. I haven't seen my father for a long time and I miss him a little."

"become."

This idea coincided with his. It was so far to go to Baoqing, and he was afraid that the tires of the Audi did not have chains.

Going to the county seat was different. This was a suburb. There were many cars coming and going nearby. The snow on the road was not that thick. I arrived at the county government office in about 8 minutes.

When the two rushed to find Uncle Meng, they were informed that a meeting was taking place.

Meng Qingshui asked with a smile: "How long will it take?"

He poured a cup of hot tea for the two of them, and then told them: "It's hard to say, it will take about an hour or two. Are you in an emergency? Do you want me to inform County Magistrate Meng now?"

Meng Qingshui refused, "Thank you, Uncle Ren, no, we are not in a hurry, we just came to see my dad."

"Oh, okay, then you guys have a cup of tea first, warm up over the fire, and watch TV." As he said that, Uncle Ren turned on the TV in Qingshui's mouth.

Uncle Ren had something to do, so he greeted the two of them and went to work.

Lu An drank half a cup of hot tea, then looked for a few TV stations, and found that there were no interesting feature films. He was extremely bored. He stood up and said, "Let's go to the county town after a long time. Let's go shopping in the streets outside."

"Okay." Meng Qingshui had long sensed that he couldn't stay any longer, so he put down his cup and followed him out.

Just outside the county government office is the most prosperous street in Hui County. Walking a few hundred meters to the left, you will reach No. 1 Middle School. This suddenly gave him the idea of ​​​​going to see his little sister Song Jia.

The New Year is almost closed, and the streets are crowded with people. Everyone is trying their best to buy New Year goods, and many stores and stalls are packed to the brim.

These days are no different than later generations. Street control is not strict, and there are many laid-off workers. In order to make a living, both sides of the street are filled with various stalls, selling a variety of things in all categories. It is really everything.

Afraid of getting separated, Lu An quietly held her hand and said, "Let's look around first, buy some things, and then go to No. 1 Middle School for a walk."

Eyes falling on the two holding hands, Meng Qingshui pursed her lips and agreed.

She found that this man had been much nicer to her recently. Not only did he take the initiative to hug her, he also held her hand like this for the first time in public.

In the past, these were all things that she had longed for, but she didn't expect that he would realize them one by one. Feeling the warmth coming from the palm of her hand, Meng Qingshui couldn't help but think: It would be great if he could be devoted to her, and she wouldn't have to. This suppresses my love for him.

Passing by a stall selling fried tofu, Lu An stopped, squeezed in and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell this tofu?"

"Two cents a piece."

"Two pieces, please."

"okay."

The tofu is a big piece, fried on both sides until golden brown. Sprinkle some chili powder and cumin, pepper, and salt. The aroma can be spread ten miles away, and it tastes great.

I asked for two pieces of tofu, but Lu An only took a pair of chopsticks. First, he gave me a sip of water, and then I took a piece of it and put it in my mouth. It was immediately scalding hot, which made me feel very comfortable in this cold weather.

Seeing that his left hand was holding her right hand and not letting go, Meng Qingshui stretched out his left hand to hold the paper cup containing tofu. The two of them walked together on the street, one mouthful at a time and one at a time without saying anything. Occasionally their eyes met, and the eyes were filled with laughter. It's all sweetness.

Meng Qingshui originally planned to treat him coldly for a while, but she couldn't resist Lu An's unexpected love attack. After eating the two pieces of tofu, she almost fell, and the long-lost smile appeared on her cold face.

The smile is not big, but when we get along in private, after all, he is no longer cold-faced, right?

As she ate, there was only the last small piece left in the paper cup. Lu An picked it up and put it to her mouth. After she had eaten it for a moment, he suddenly leaned forward and kissed her, stirring his tongue and fighting with her in her mouth. Started the food.

Faced with this sudden kiss and the various tricks on his tongue, Meng Qingshui was startled. While her tongue was passively lingering with him, her two beautiful eyes dangled wildly. In the end, she had to blush and close her eyes because it was too embarrassing. , because the people next to them were staring at the two people, staring at the two people.

Some children asked their mothers: "Mom, what are they doing?"

The mother patted the child and just smiled. Like the people around her, she lamented that the world today has really changed. There are not only red and yellow heads on the street, but also people kissing in public.

The kiss was of course a kiss, but the two did not dare to kiss for a long time. After a brief passionate kiss, the two of them left the place as if they were running away, wandering around in the crowd, and soon disappeared.

However, during the escape process, Lu An kept laughing, while Meng Qingshui lowered his head and did not dare to look around, his face was so embarrassed.

After running about 200 meters, Lu An stopped in an alley and said with relief: "Okay, no one here knows us anymore."

Meng Qingshui pursed her lips, looked up at him angrily, then threw herself into his arms, tightly hugged his waist with her hands, and put her head against his chest, remaining silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Lu An put his arms around her and quietly enjoyed her tenderness.

After a long time, she asked aloud.

"Luann."

"Um."

"Do you still want to kiss me?"

"think."

Hearing "think", Meng Qingshui slowly raised her head, opened her mouth slightly and kissed him.

This kiss didn't break the earth, but it ended the long flow of communication and dissolved all the barriers between the two hearts.

After a few minutes, the two people who were almost suffocating finally separated, their eyes met, and they stared at each other lovingly, isolated from the bustle outside.

The falling snowflakes fell and landed on the crystal clear spider web. After a few seconds of rest, the two mouths followed the spider threads and joined together again.

This time the breath was more chaotic, more passionate than before, and the range of movements was larger. It was lingering and lingering, and the two bodies were pressed together tightly, wishing they could merge into one.

Meng Qingshui clearly felt his physiological changes, and the only gap in her body was filled by him. Although she was separated by her pants, the heat wave still stimulated her so much that she almost murmured.

Finally she couldn't bear it anymore, so she pulled away from the man's mouth, buried her head in his neck, and lay on top of him, motionless.

She really didn't dare to move anymore. If she did, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.

Something shameful happened on such an occasion, which obviously exceeded her inner limit.

Knowing that he was thin-skinned, Lu An did not dare to act rashly, but his thoughts could not control his body. In the end, a long and warm breath came from his neck.

Lu An looked down and saw that Qing Shui's eyelashes were trembling and he was about to cry.

As someone who had been there, he understood what was happening almost instantly, and leaned forward to kiss her.

This time, Meng Qingshui did not take the initiative or cooperate, but passively followed the rhythm. Slowly, slowly, tears filled the corners of her eyes.

Tears slid down the flower-like face, some flowed to the neck, and some flowed into the mouths of the two of them.

A little bland, a little salty, Luan went against the flow and finally licked the corners of her eyes clean with her lips.

"Let's go, buy some things and go to No. 1 Middle School to visit my little sister."

"Should I go too?"

"Go, why don't you go?" Lu An knew that Qing Shui was worried that his little sister wouldn't want to see her, so he asked this question.

Ps: Afraid of 404, I will post a small chapter first.