Urban God-level Selection System

Among so many men who chase themselves, they all have such eyes.

"Zhang Wanlin, don't..." Before Song Huan finished speaking, Zhang Wanlin picked her up and kissed her.

"Don't you think about it at all?"

Zhang Wanlin's voice seemed urgent.

Song Huan tried to hide.

In fact, since she came over, she had already acquiesced that Zhang Wanlin was her lover.

He can do whatever he wants.

Only now, is it really suitable in such an environment?

"Zhang Wanlin, shall we change the place?"

"But I don't want to wait anymore."

Song Huan finally couldn't hide her lips and was kissed by Zhang Wanlin abruptly.

Then there was a lingering ecstasy.

Accompanied by the ceiling and the sky, it is really unique.

Slowly, Song Huan also became a part of desire, just wanting to stay and fly with this man, wandering in the fiery ocean.

Zhang Wanlin hugged Song Huan and fell onto the bed.

Without knowing this, there was a creaking sound of earth shaking.

The floor was broken, and the whole bed fell abruptly on the first floor.

The middle-aged aunt's landlord turned his attention away from the newspaper and looked at the young couple very seriously.

At this moment, Zhang Wanlin was pressing on Song Huan's body. Song Huan's clothes were disheveled and her hair was in a mess.

The two looked at the landlord blankly.

"Landlord, you have to listen to me to explain, we didn't mean it."

The two stood up in a panic, Song Huan hurriedly sorted his clothes.

The landlord said: "I have nothing else, this bed is rotten, and there is a hole in the ceiling.

Pay it. "

The two had to sleep in another room that night, and both of them lost their minds.

Song Huan lay on the bed and complained: "I blame you! How could we fall without you?"

Zhang Wanlin wondered, "There's no reason, it's okay for them to make such a big move. I just got an accident when I got out of bed."

"Go to sleep."

Song Huan shrank inward, leaving a large space for Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin Xin lay down intently, and stopped her with a hand from his abdomen.

That night, the two really fell asleep like this.

When Song Huan got up, she still felt incredible.

The next day, the two continued on the road.

The vehicle drove into the mountain, deserted.

By the third day, they finally arrived at their destination.

It’s not possible to drive in here, so I had to get out and walk.

After the rain, the road was full of mud, one foot deep and one foot shallow. After a while, some of Song Huan's children got stuck in it.

She hurriedly stopped Zhang Wanlin in front of him. He walked fast and didn't know how to go.

Zhang Wanlin had to come back to pick up her shoes and put them on for her, and then took her back together.

"Zhang Wanlin, what are you doing?

I don't want you to carry it, let me down. "

Zhang Wanlin said, "If you don't want to make it to the nearby village even in dark, then come down and go."

Song Huan had to obediently obediently, with his head lying on his shoulders.

Two hours later, they finally reached their destination, a village hidden in their bodies.

This is the first place where they distribute supplies, and afterwards, there will be more difficult families.

The staff under the foundation have arrived.

They are distributing supplies to the villagers.

Song Huan said: "My people are all right, Mr. Zhang, if you come so far, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time."

"How can I know without looking."

The two walked over there.

Several people who distributed the materials said to the following village names: "Village names, we belong to the **** Foundation. Now that we understand your difficulties, we came here to prepare a lot of materials for you!"

"There are eggs, rice, clothes, etc.!"

All the villagers were happy and smiled.

"Although these are sponsored by the foundation, they come from well-wishers! But."

The man turned around and said, "You also understand that the current world is not easy.

Therefore, charity work also requires your contribution. "

"Here, we will be different from the past, every material will be converted to you at half the original price!"

When the villagers heard this, isn't this a liar, they cried, "Then you are still charity?"

"Aren't they all free before?"

"I think it was sold here in disguise."

For a while, the crowd was angry. Seeing this scene, Zhang Wanlin hugged the master Song Huan's waist, her small face was already pale with anger.

The people at the foundation laughed and said, "Of course we are charity. How can we give you half the price if it isn't charity, right?

Go and ask those people in big cities, which one will give the average price? "

"Don't be born in wealth and know no good fortune!"

"We have no money! If you want to give it, you can get it if you don't!"

"It's a real disappointment, and we have to pay."

"We have to complain."

The human said: "It's really worthy of being a group of people who haven't been out of the mountain. Wasn't it cool to collect materials before?

Think this free thing can be taken back to you and spoiled at will? "

"It's changed now. If you don't receive it, I really won't give it! Do you think I came all the way to serve you poor uncles?"

"Aren't you afraid the people above you know?"

A village name asked, "We want to complain to you."

"Hey, sorry, you should get out of this mountain first."

"I tell you the truth, the people above are very comfortable, much more corrupt than me."

"I might as well tell you that I was taken a long time ago and took tens of billions.

How much do we have to eat! ! "

"Haha.

If you want to buy it, we sell it somewhere! "

After speaking, he ordered several staff members to stop work and prepare to go home.

Song Huan finally couldn't help it anymore. She never expected that she would have such a pest from the bottom to the top of a Song family who had been doing charity for so many years.

If this has existed before, then how much real charity has done?

The more I think about it, the more angry she gets.

Fortunately, Zhang Wanlin hugged her in his arms and stopped her next words.

He whispered: "You are in a bad mood, let me come."

He said, "Wait, everyone."

"Yo, what else do you have?"

The man asked.

Since President Song is only in charge of the top-level work, people at the grass-roots level basically don't know her.

As for Zhang Wanlin, that's even more so.

In their view, these two people are just slightly more trendy village names, plus beautiful.

"I heard that these materials are used by the fund for charity. You sell them at half price. Doesn't that go against the original intention of charity?"

Zhang Wanlin asked.

"Who is still doing charity these days? It would be nice to be able to do a good job!"

"Also, this charity is the same whether you do it or not. They won't die because you don't do it?

Right?

If not, what is the point of doing and not doing it? "

"absurd!!"

Song Huan shouted, and walked out, "If charity is like you do, then what's the point?"