"Don't move!" With a low voice, the man clenched his hands, and the two things in front of him were tightly bound, grabbing and gripping, loosening and tightly teasing and rubbing. [No pop-ups. 】

The thumb with a thin callus pressed against the tip of the cherry blossom, and pressed it with some force mischievously, until the small flesh retracted before it loosened a little, and when it bounced up, it went down mischievously...... And so on and so forth. After that, as if he was tired of it, he began to sway from side to side, tossing the poor little thing back and forth.

The mouth is tightly gagged, the tongue in the mouth is sucked and bitten painfully, and I can't help but swallow the saliva of the other party, and the tip of the hateful tongue is still sticking into my throat.

Listening to the sound of "coo dong dong ......", it seemed to be swallowing a liquid mixed with the saliva of the two people, and suddenly, the other party hooked back the saliva that had just been crossed, and swallowed it with a small fragrant tongue.

The body kept moving, and he wanted to melt her into his own body.......

……

Zeng Jihong woke up suddenly, sat up, there was no moon tonight, the window on the third floor was wide open, but there was still not much light to walk in, she stroked her chest and breathed heavily.

After a while, when the mood was calm, Zeng Jihong noticed that the ...... was wet below and hard above, and she did not hesitate, she began to caress her chest in a little confusion, subconsciously clamping the root of her thighs, rubbing back and forth from tight to soft, her forehead and back were sweating, but at this time she only wanted one thought - sleep.

Next.

Shanghai Railway Station - located in Moling Road, Zhabei District, Shanghai, was built in 1908 and completed in June 1909. The exterior wall of the ground floor is constructed of Qingdao stone, and the first floor and above are supported by steel columns and beams, and the red brick wall is decorated with light-colored strip inlays, with marble columns and arched doors and windows, and there are dozens of rooms inside. It can be called "beautifully constructed and majestic"! (Fictional)

In the crowded railway station square, the fair-skinned and delicate Zeng Jihong was wearing a long black tweed coat, surrounded by a big red scarf, and his long black and smooth hair was combed into two braids resting on his plump chest, and he was lazily leaning against the exit wall at the moment, waiting for the Beijing train to arrive.

But her mental power was not idle, and she swept the left chest of the male and female comrades who came and went again and again, looking for a special Mao-Lord-Seat-Emblem. Today's Zeng Jihong can collect small things in the air, and there will be no more oolong things like fainting.

The first time I received a small piece in the air, it was to that Director Niu, he had a work log in his room that almost never left his body, Zeng Jihong was very curious, so he hid in his small wooden bed, concentrated his thoughts, one word: Receive! I really received it, and I haven't fainted yet, and now Coke is very big, and after a few times of happy retraction, I started to read his work log, quite general content, and she put it back.

After that, I became interested in Director Niu's badge. If this is recovered, it will not be returned, and it will be collected like a treasure, and a photo of him going to Beijing with Mao-Chairman-Xi will also be placed in the same box.

Some limited-edition badges are worth hundreds or thousands in later generations; Ordinary ones are worth a few to dozens of dollars, and the ones that are old in later generations are only a few hundred.

In later generations, there are a lot of people who collect Mao-Lord-Xi-Portrait badges in the country, and it is generally customary to call the Mao-Lord-Xi badge before 1966 as badges, and the Mao-Lord-Xi badge after 1966 as the Statue Badge. Judging from the current development of the badge collection market, compared with the traditional art market, although the starting time is short, in fact, the collection team of Mao-Lord-Xi portrait badge in later generations continues to expand, highlighting the contradiction between supply and demand, so that the market price of the badge continues to rise.

As soon as Gu Dongchen got out ......of the train station, he saw his Niuniu at a glance, the slender and tall figure, the big red scarf, how beautiful and eye-catching!

Zeng Jihong brought back her senses with a skillful call, looked at the tall man who was striding towards her, raised her hand happily and waved her arms, shouting: "Brother Dongchen......" If it weren't for this special era, she would have rushed up to hug her, she dreamed of him last night, and she fell in love with him once. As the body matures, the need for that aspect gradually becomes apparent.

Gu Dongchen looked at Zeng Jihong affectionately, Zeng Jihong also looked at Gu Dongchen affectionately, you stared at me, I stared at you, and then they looked at each other and smiled, there was only each other in their eyes, and the people who came and went became the backdrop.

"Niuniu......" Gu Dongchen called softly, his eyes straight to the ground. It's been a long time since I've kissed her properly, his niuniu, I miss her so much, I haven't been separated like this since we met.

"Brother Dongchen...... let me mention one." Zeng Jihong only noticed at this time that Gu Dongchen was carrying a big military bag on his shoulder, and his two big hands were each carrying a large brown suitcase, but it was still easy, Zeng Jihong reached out to pick one, but he didn't let him, and said softly: "Don't, you can't lift it, let's go, let's take the tram home." With that, he took the lead and walked towards the station.

Zeng Jihong followed with a smile, the train station is not close to home, and it takes more than an hour to ride a bicycle, this time it is the same as last time, there is no bicycle, because Gu Dongchen salutes a lot, it is not good to ride a bicycle.

Passers-by are in a hurry, and trams come and go.

Shanghai's trams are charged according to the road section, four stations for a section, the lowest four cents, each section more than three cents, Gu Dongchen and Zeng Jihong get off at Xujiahui, two people's tickets totaling three cents. The two of them got on the tram and approached and whispered.

"By the way, Brother Dongchen, I've brought you rice cakes back and forth." After that, he took out a small lunch box from the homemade black corduroy handband, and as soon as he opened it, he saw the golden and fragrant rice cakes, not only the rice cakes, but also the fried steamed buns with meat filling and bean paste filling, which are all Shanghai specialties that Gu Dongchen likes: "Come on, eat." With that, he took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

"Niu Niu, so good!" Gu Dongchen took the small lunch box and chopsticks very happily, and ate them in a big gulp, and ate them all in three or two clicks, just like that, Zeng Jihong accidentally heard the sound of several neighbors swallowing saliva, alas, the facial features of the stranger are too sensitive.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's hot." Gu Dongchen said in a low voice.

"Huh...... It's my heart. Zeng Jihong secretly regretted it, he was careless, he collected it too quickly earlier, and he will pay attention next time.

"Are grandparents okay?" Gu Dongchen took the initiative to change the topic. There are a lot of inexplicable things about my own niuniu, but what about it? Usually take care of it, and don't let others see it.

"Okay, it's just that without you, it won't taste good." Zeng Jihong blurted out. Seeing that Gu Dongchen took the initiative to change the topic, he put down his heart.

"It's because you can't eat well and can't sleep." Gu Dongchen suddenly leaned close to her ear and muttered.

Zeng Jihong glanced at him and said angrily: "Don't have it? Let's eat an orange, it's very sweet. After that, I touched two yellow tangerines from the black handbag, the skin was thin and juicy, sweet and delicious!

Gu Dongchen took one with a smile, broke it directly from the middle, made it into two halves, first dialed half of the skin, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and praised: "It's so sweet!" "Look, this is his niuniu, this kind of rare fruit can also be obtained, and this kind of cadre of my father's level is not more than half a box.

"Hmm." Zeng Jihong squinted at him, thinking evilly: Let's eat him tonight and try the size of the condom. Lowered his head to look at his considerable upper circumference, D mask, anyway, he has grown up - there is a dazzling white skin, a pair of plump hemispherical shapes that are swollen and erect even when lying down, the two pink powders at the top are like two small fruits that are coveted, and the slender waist and slender legs can make people instantly excited.

Two men and women who are in love, you talk about unnutritious words on the train, occasionally look out the window, and are reluctant to get off when you arrive at the station.

From Xujiahui station to Zeng's house, there was still a distance of ten minutes, and Zeng Jihong followed Gu Dongchen who was striding towards home with his empty hands.

Arrived home.

Gu Dongchen didn't go back to the third floor until he entered the kitchen with a salute and greeted his great-grandfather who was listening to the radio station on the wooden bed.

Grandma Great-Grandma said hello and turned around and went down, 'Noodles from the dumplings home'! Zeng Jihong also followed Grandma Zeng to see if there was any help.

1969, March

In the spring of March, the peach blossoms in the backyard were swept up by the wind, and the pink petals swirled in the air a few times, floating into the window of the study on the first floor of the Zeng family, and falling on the red treasure book on the desk in the house and the People's Daily on the beach with the afternoon sun.

"Grandpa, do you know that the finch is blind?" Zeng Jihong's head lifted from Lily's letter, and he frowned and asked his erudite grandfather.

"Blind eye, as I have heard, is an eye disease that can only be easily contracted in the sparsely populated and particularly desolate places of the north. Do you have such patients in your hospital? Grandpa said lightly, his feet are so sharp, but he still doesn't go out, and he doesn't let outsiders know about the situation, last month the director Niu asked people to step down, I heard that he was sent by Liu, and I heard that he entered the Wuqi cadre school.

"It's from the Great Northern Wilderness, my classmate Lily wrote to me, she said that she would get this disease over there, and her head asked them to start preventing it. As soon as she was paid, she sent me money and asked me to go to the hospital to buy her some vitamins and send them to her. The letter said that not being able to eat leafy vegetables for a long time and lacking certain vitamins will lead to the occurrence of finch blindness, that is, the eyes are like sparrows, and at night they cannot see anything, which is similar to a blind person.

"Your classmate only came to the Great Northern Wilderness last year, and now he has this disease?" Great-grandfather asked puzzled.

"No, it's her head of the regiment who said it, let them think of their own prevention."

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