It is undoubtedly a very happy thing to be with the beautiful woman xxoo, especially this beautiful woman is not only the number one beauty in Xishan County, but also a gentle and pretty policewoman. This made Wang Siyu even more ecstatic, with a strange passion surging in his heart. Inspired by this emotion, he acted more bravely, like a ferocious lion and an agile cheetah, tirelessly fighting and killing. Every easy-to-understand investigation made Bai Yanni fall at the peak and push her to a higher sky.

There is no doubt that Bai Yanni on the bed is undoubtedly charming. After experiencing a false alarm, her performance is more gentle and considerate. She is gentle and cheerful under Wang Siyu and is trying her best to please. Under the soft light, her two hot bodies roll, entangled, twisted, and were crazily on the snow-white bed sheets. After the breathing and moans, the big bed also stopped in the violent swaying. Next, it was a night with a few lonely whispers and sighs.

When he woke up again, the sun was rising. Wang Siyu stared at the pretty face full of light for a while, then he touched her smooth and plump chest, and walked out of the quilt, came to the window naked, gently pulled the curtains, and looked out the window. The breeze had already risen to the treetops, swaying the branches gently. I don’t know when the dead branches had become elastic, and some bright green buds were drawn out. Only then did he realize that the long winter had left, and the spring of West China this year came particularly early.

He was standing by the window, looking into the distance in a daze. The big bed behind him suddenly made a squeak. Wang Siyu turned around with a smile, but saw that Bai Yanni, who was sleeping, had turned over, touched her right hand to the bed, but she felt empty. She opened her sleepy eyes, sat up lazily, stretched out her white and delicate jade arm like lotus root, raised her hand to tidy hair, glanced at the window, and shouted silly: "Xiaoyu, come back quickly."

Wang Siyu smiled and pulled the thick curtains back on, and the darkness in the room returned to the bed. He turned around and returned to the bed, sat next to Bai Yanni, and gently fiddled with her delicate and small nose bridge with his hand, and said with a smile: "Yanni, what are you calling me back for?"

Bai Yanni's pretty face flushed, she closed her eyes with some embarrassment, took a deep breath, and said with a clever smile: "Guess?"

Wang Siyu touched his nose and smiled, shook his head and said, "I can't guess it."

Bai Yanni smiled sweetly, stretched out her beautiful hands like orchids, held his cheeks, and said sweetly: "I hate it, come back and hug me. Today is the weekend, and I don't have to go to work, why do I get up so early."

Wang Siyu put his lips to her ear and whispered: "Get up, Yan Ni, let's go practice swords together."

Bai Yanni yawned and shook her head and said, "You can't practice anymore, but you are in a state of energy. I'm almost broken up by you, I can't stand it."

Wang Siyu smiled and said, "Yanni, it's not that serious."

Bai Yanni snorted, buried her head on his shoulder, clenched her pink fist, gently hit Wang Siyu's back, and said coquettishly: "You are so cruel. You are obviously... bullying others, but you still refuse to admit your claim."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, picked up Bai Yanni's pretty face, kissed her on her smooth forehead, then hugged her and lay down, and said softly: "Okay, admit the account, you must admit the account, let Brother Xiaoyu hug you."

Bai Yanni pulled on the quilt, rested her head on his arm, raised a smile on her lips, and curled her lips, "I'm a little brat, and I'm still Brother Xiaoyu."

Wang Siyu laughed, reached out, rubbed her smooth and soft back, and whispered: "White Snake, do you like the little brat?"

Bai Yanni turned her body, wrapped her legs over, stroked Wang Siyu's chest with her fingers, smiled charmingly, leaned her head over, and pursed her lips: "I don't like it, of course I don't like the little brat, I just like the smelly Fahai!"

Wang Siyu smiled, hugged her tighter, and said softly: "Stinky Fahai also likes White Snake."

Bai Yanni smiled slightly, stopped saying a word, and quietly closed her eyes in his arms. Not long after, she hugged Wang Siyu's arm with both hands, fell asleep again, and her breathing became gentle and even.

Wang Siyu smiled silently, looking at the pretty face as quiet as a baby, and smelling the refreshing body fragrance, his heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness, and he felt that he was extremely happy. He was also quite regretful in his heart. He could only do this kind of thing to steal the fragrance and jade, but he could not say it. Although he was holding a fragrant and beautiful woman like a flower, he could not show off and could only be secretly happy. He felt like he was walking in the night in a brocade clothes, which was really a shortcoming.

Wang Siyu reached out and took out the small and exquisite 77 pistol from under the pillow. He played with it and put it back. He closed his eyes and thought to himself that when he got old, he must write a book called "Wang Siyu's Notes on the Reaper" and put it together with "The General History of Yan" and pass on it. However, the unbearable parts of it need to be beautified, otherwise it will damage the glorious and majestic image of County Magistrate Wang. He thought about it in this way, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

After lunch, Wang Siyu drove away from Xishan and headed for Yuzhou. The weather outside was extremely warm. The breeze blew in through the half-open car window, shaking his hair, making him feel refreshed and his mood became more and more comfortable. After the car drove into the city, Wang Siyu's eyes looked through the car window and looked out. On the streets and alleys of Yuzhou, many girls in various short skirts were already seen. They were all dressed up, like moving flowers and plants, fragrant and pleasant, decorating every corner of the city.

Looking through the scenery outside the window, before I knew it, the car had already driven to the intersection of Xinhua Road and Wenhua Street. There were many book stalls on both sides of the road here. The white building more than 20 meters away in front was the city library. The building was surrounded by a circle of blue fences. Looking inside through the fence, there were many young men and women standing on the steps at the entrance of the library, talking and laughing beside the milky white columns, which was very lively.

Wang Siyu lowered his speed and looked to the west. The first thing he saw was the big sign of "Simeier Art Training Academy". The yellow background and red letters were very eye-catching. He couldn't help but smile, slowly drove the car over, parked on the side of the road, jumped out of the car, took the car door with him, and walked over with great strides.

Pushing open the two wide glass doors, Wang Siyu entered the room. Looking up, it was an empty hall. Some workers were standing on high mobile scaffolding, installing unique art lamps on the roof of the shed, and several others stood on the ladder to paint the walls. In the middle of the hall, some decorative objects were already placed, including exquisitely crafted screens, antique lyrics, solid wood tables and chairs, incense burners, ceramics, and even chess pieces, inkstones, root carvings, strange stones and other gadgets. In order to prevent dust, these objects were covered with transparent veils. Wang Siyu knew that Liao Jingqing must have arranged the art exhibition hall to be very retro, so the arrangement of the art exhibition hall should also reflect a charm of classical culture.

This is a private store that truly belongs to Wang Siyu, and it is also his first step toward business from the officialdom. Therefore, while being ambitious, Wang Siyu felt a little uneasy. He carried his hands behind his back and forth in the hall, walked around every corner of the hall, and walked downstairs for five or six minutes before walking up the stairs in the middle and heading to the second floor. He had just climbed a few steps and heard Yaoyao's crisp and sweet laughter: "Mom, mom, you can't chase me!"

Then there was a crackling sound of footsteps, and then there was a "thump" sound. Wang Siyu secretly called out, and quickly accelerated his pace. Sure enough, Yaoyao had already lengthened her voice and started crying with a "wow".

Wang Siyu hurriedly ran up and turned to the second floor. He stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked to the right with the railing. At the end of the corridor, Yaoyao, wearing a floral skirt, was lying on the ground and cried loudly, refusing to get up. One of the red leather shoes on her feet had been thrown out, and she kicked and kicked the ground with bare feet. The Barbie doll in her hand was also thrown away, looking so embarrassed that it was ridiculous.

Wang Siyu hurried over, picked up Yaoyao from the ground, took out a tissue, wiped her tears, wiped her little hand, and whispered: "Yaoyao won't cry, uncle is here, why don't you walk well, why are you running around?"

Yaoyao held Wang Siyu's neck, and tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads, and it was out of control. She looked at Wang Siyu with tears in her eyes, and became even more aggrieved. She whined with her little mouth, "Wuwu...Wuwu...Uncle, uncle, let's go, we won't open a shop here, it's not good here, the ground is too slippery, wuwuwu..."

Wang Siyu smiled, raised his hand and pinched her pink and jade-carved face, and whispered: "Okay, okay, little guy, let's leave now. Listen to Yaoyao, I won't open a store here."

Yaoyao nodded vigorously, pulled Wang Siyu's arm, and hummed and said, "Let's go, let's go now, uncle, I don't like this anymore."

Wang Siyu lifted her skirt and saw that her knees were already falling red. She couldn't help but grin in pain. She quickly rubbed her hands gently and said in a low voice: "Well, Yaoyao, be good, let's leave right away."

Liao Jingqing leaned against the door, pressed her hand against her jaw, and watched the scene quietly, with a faint smile on her lips. She sighed quietly, then walked over with gentle steps, as faint as willows.

Wang Siyu turned around and saw her wearing a purple dress, a gold velvet stand collar, and under the pink ribbon were three shiny crystal buttons. The top was tight and waist-tight, the skirt was stretched and generous, and the plain rose pattern was printed on the hem, which made her look more subtle, exquisite, classical and dignified.

Liao Jingqing first bent down and picked up the shoes on the ground, put the red leather shoes on Yaoyao's little feet, patted Yaoyao's back, and whispered: "This child is so crazy. After coming, he is not idle for a moment. He always runs around and falls."

When Yaoyao heard this, she pouted unhappily, put her little face on Wang Siyu's neck, shook her shoulders, and choked softly.

Wang Siyu smiled, hugged Yaoyao and weighed it, and whispered: "Sister, you can't blame Yaoyao all, the ground is too slippery, it seems that the carpet is going to be put on."

Liao Jingqing smiled sweetly and said softly: "I have contacted you. The goods you requested directly from the manufacturer can be shipped on Wednesday, and it will take about four days to come."

Wang Siyu said 'oh', hugged Yaoyao and walked forward a few steps, bent down and picked up the Barbie doll on the ground, stuffed it into her arms, patted her little butt, and whispered: "Yaoyao, can you go down and play for a while first?"

Yaoyao grabbed Wang Siyu's arm, pouted, turned her little face aside, and said angrily: "No!"

Wang Siyu had no choice but to laugh, hugged her and walked back to Liao Jingqing, and said softly: "Sister, why didn't you see Aunt Xiaolei?"

Liao Jingqing smiled and said, "She went outside to contact the framer. There are still some painters in Yuzhou, but there are too few experienced framers. Generally, the paintings can be mounted by machines. It is best to operate better by hand, so that the quality can be produced."

Wang Siyu knew very little about Chinese painting. He was like a mountain. He didn't know how to do it and couldn't give any good opinions. So he didn't respond. Instead, he looked around and looked at the environment on the second floor. Finally, he looked at Liao Jingqing's soft figure. After watching for a long time, he touched his nose and smiled, and sincerely exclaimed: "Sister, the saying 'It's hard to give up on one' is the most suitable thing to use on you. He is so beautiful in any clothes."

Liao Jingqing smiled, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face, which looked particularly beautiful and charming. She held her shoulders, supported her jaw with her hands, and smiled with her lips: "Minister Wang Da has been too much, and the little woman is ashamed of being accused of taking it."

Wang Siyu's heart was blew. It seemed that Sister Liao was in a good mood and could even joke with him. He hurriedly seized the opportunity and continued: "Sister, what I said is the truth, there is no point of compliment. If you don't dare to be it, you're afraid that no one in this world will dare to be it."

Liao Jingqing pursed her lips slightly, and a faint smile appeared. She looked at Wang Siyu like water, then turned her eyes to the black high heels, staring at the crystal-glittering rhinestones on it thoughtfully, smiling without saying a word.

Yaoyao raised her head, hugged Wang Siyu's neck with both hands and shook it, blinking her watery eyes, and said in a slight voice: "Uncle, uncle, what about me? Is Yaoyao beautiful in other clothes?"

Wang Siyu smiled, raised his hand first, wiped her tears, and jokingly said, "If Yaoyao doesn't cry, she will be beautiful in any clothes. If she starts crying, her eyes will be red and she will not be beautiful in anything she wears."

Yaoyao curled her lips and shook her head and said, "Uncle, you lied to me. Mom is also very beautiful when she cried."

Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, frowned, and turned his suspicious eyes to Liao Jingqing, not knowing what happened.

Liao Jingqing smiled helplessly, carried Yaoyao over, and said softly: "Yaoyao, don't talk nonsense, when did your mother cry?"

Yaoyao tilted her head and thought for a while, scratched her head, and said in a slight voice: "That's all a long time ago. Anyway, you've cried, I remember it!"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, felt relieved, reached out and pinched her tender little face, and said softly: "Yaoyao, if your mother cries again in the future, remember to call her uncle, and she will come back to persuade her."

Yaoyao said 'um', nodded seriously and said, "I understand. My uncle comes back and hugs, and my mother won't cry."

Wang Siyu looked at Liao Jingqing with some laughter and tears, but saw her frowning and turning her head to the side. A faint blush appeared on her face, and she spat in a low voice: "This child, I don't know where I learned crazy words from, come back and say nonsense."

Yaoyao opened her eyes wide, shook her head and argued, "Mom, I didn't say anything."

Wang Siyu smiled, pulled down Yaoyao's wrinkled skirt, and whispered: "Yaoyao, tell my uncle, where did you learn this just now?"

Yaoyao stammered for a long time, put her white fingers beside her mouth, and hummed, "It's all like this on TV, I've seen it!"

Liao Jingqing smiled, patted her little butt, and whispered: "Yaoyao, go play, remember not to run around, my uncle and I want to discuss serious things."

Yaoyao said "yes", jumped down obediently, ran into a room with a Barbie doll, sat on the sofa and started playing on her own.

Liao Jingqing took Wang Siyu around the second floor. In addition to the creation room, there was also a painting mount workshop, which contained some electric equipment. The shelves in the warehouse were filled with scrolls. There were two negotiation rooms, which were very far apart. One of them was decorated in a luxurious manner and was a VIP room, which was specially used to receive large customers. The rows of offices on the right side of the second floor had been vacant. As Liu Meier's art training classroom, the innermost one was the largest, and the words "dance room" had been posted on the door.

The two walked along the corridor and came to the door of the director's office. They pushed the door open. The office furniture in the room was very simple. There were only two desks placed together, with a computer, two telephones, and an orange-red sofa in the corner. Wang Siyu sat on the comfortable sofa, crossed his legs, took out a cigarette, and took a breath after lit it, spitting out a faint smoke from his mouth, and said with a smile: "Sister, I'm pulling you into the water. Sometimes when I think about it, I really feel that it should not disturb your peaceful life."

Liao Jingqing smiled gently, as if spring flowers were blooming, bright and unparalleled. She raised her hand and touched the bun on her ears and shook her head and said, "Brother, don't think too much. This is your own business. Of course I have to come here to help. When you get married in the future, I will no longer care."

Wang Siyu looked at her with a smile and shook his head and said, "That's not true. Sister, since you have already taken care of it, you must take care of it to the end and you can't leave halfway."

Liao Jingqing smiled implicitly, stood up, turned his eyes out the window, and said softly: "Ye Xiaolei is smart and capable, he is such a rare talent. If you can marry Meier, it would be the best. Now I am not relieved."

Wang Siyu smiled, understood her concerns, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. Looking at her graceful back, he whispered: "Sister, don't worry too much. Aunt Xiaolei is a person who values ​​feelings very much. Meier has also been determined to follow me and doesn't care about her status."

Liao Jingqing turned around and looked at her, sighed softly, and shook her head and said, "You are so greedy. Be careful that you will end up being a waste of money and end up with a bamboo basket."

Wang Siyu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Even if they all leave, you won't leave. I'm content with my sister by my side."

Liao Jingqing smiled charmingly and sighed: "Brother, you are really messing around. Don't say such crazy words again in the future, otherwise my sister will be really angry."

Wang Siyu frowned and smiled bitterly: "Then when I become the secretary of the municipal party committee, I should be able to say it. Sister, you have promised me, but you are not allowed to regret it."

Liao Jingqing smiled, turned his eyes out the window, and said softly: "Don't worry, by then, my sister will naturally fulfill her promise, so, you have to be successful and do your job well."

Wang Siyu finally felt relieved, smiled silently, took a few sips of smoke quietly, and through the faint smoke in front of him, he admired the beautiful beauty in front of the independent window, and felt in a good mood.

Liao Jingqing turned around, brewed tea, put the cup on the coffee table, returned to the desk, and smiled: "My brother, I contacted Mr. Gu a few days ago. He was very interested in our turnip Chinese Painting Museum. I went to visit the old man yesterday afternoon, and Mr. Gu had agreed to be the honorary president of our Chinese Painting Museum."

Wang Siyu was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "Sister, this is rare good news. Mr. Gu is a master of the calligraphy and painting art circles in West China Province. If he is willing to come out to help, our strength will be greatly increased."

Liao Jingqing leaned against the desk and sighed softly. A hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "Yes, it's just a pity that the old man's health is no longer good. Now he can't do anything. Mr. Gu is willing to come over, not for money, but for the development of Chinese painting art. I will benefit a lot from a conversation with him."

Wang Siyu smiled, took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and whispered: "Old Gu is both virtuous and artistic, and his reputation is well-deserved."

Liao Jingqing nodded, turned around, and said sadly: "Unfortunately, Gu's hometown has unfilial children and grandchildren. He stole three of his most cherished works. After selling them at a low price, he bought drugs. The old man was so angry that he lay in bed for half a year, and fell into the root of his illness. Now he is paralyzed."

Wang Siyu did not expect that something happened in Gu's house. He sighed for a while. He pinched the cigarette butts, threw it into the ashtray, held the tea cup and sipped a few sips of tea. Suddenly, he heard a noise outside. Wang Siyu thought something was wrong outside, so he quickly put down the cup, stood up and pushed the door and walked out. He quickly came to the stairs, held the railing on the second floor and looked down. However, he saw Liu Meier leading a few girls standing at the door, directing three or five workers to remove the brand new tables and chairs from the truck outside and carry it to the classroom on the right side of the second floor.

Liu Meier was wearing a lead-gray long-sleeved T-shirt with blue jeans on her lower body. The jeans were tightly tied around her slender legs, making her waist beautiful and gentle. Among the girls, she stood tall and graceful, and was youthful.

Wang Siyu took out a coin from his pocket and ejected it hard. The coin was full of force. After it landed on the ground, it rolled out a few meters away and happened to fall to the feet of several people. Liu Mei'er's eyes were sharp-eyed. She hurriedly walked over and bent over to pick it up, turned her head, and looked at Wang Siyu who was smiling on the second floor from afar. She hurriedly gave up a few girls, carried a small bag, kicked and stepped on the ground, pulled Wang Siyu's arm, and hid in the VIP room.

Wang Siyu smiled and said, "Mei'er, what's wrong? Why did it make it so mysterious?"

Liu Meier smiled, but didn't say anything. She took out a red gift box from the brown Kun bag, opened it, took out a slender platinum necklace, shook it in front of Wang Siyu, then hung it on his neck with his own hands, held his shoulder and looked at it again and again, with a smug smile on her face, and stretched out her white thumb, and praised softly: "Handsome!"

Wang Siyu was not grateful, frowned and looked at her, shook his head and said, "Mei'er, why are you buying this? You're so generous. You're not a business material at first glance?"

Liu Meier was not angry, but bit her thin lips and said shyly: "Brother, of course I am thanking you for supporting me. This is a gift for you. When I make a lot of money in the future, I will buy you more gifts and cover all the food, clothing, housing and transportation of your big county magistrate."

Wang Siyu smiled, reached out his hand, held up her pointed jaw, looked at her gently, and said softly: "Mei'er, what I want is not such a gift."

Liu Meier's little face turned red, she pushed away Wang Siyu's hand, raised a pretty face like a flower, and said, "Then what do you want?"

Wang Siyu took her slim waist, pouted, leaned against her lips, and smiled terrifiedly, "Mei'er, aren't you asking questions knowingly?"

Liu Meier 's pussed', glared at him angrily, and whispered: "Big Pervert, you are so unscrupulous. How can you be someone else's brother like this?"

Wang Siyu smiled, hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "Mei'er, do you really want to treat me as your brother? That's fine, I don't care."

Liu Meier stomped her feet, touched Wang Siyu's neckline with both hands, and said angrily: "Why are you so annoying, you are starting to make fun of me again."

Wang Siyu didn't say anything, but just slid his hands quietly, slowly moved from her slender waist to her elastic buttocks, and rubbed them unscrupulously.

Liu Meier snorted, her pretty face was like a red apple. She turned her head and looked at it, then hooked Wang Siyu's neck with her hands, stood on tiptoe, tilted her head, and kissed her affectionately.

While the two were in love, they suddenly heard a girl outside shouting, "Boss Mei'er, the things have been unloaded, come down and pay the bill soon."

After hearing this, Liu Meier quickly let go of her hand, pushed Wang Siyu away, and ran out in shame.

Wang Siyu touched his nose and smiled, turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!