About twenty minutes later, Chen Qiming rushed over. After seeing the two of them, he walked to Tang Weiguo first, crossed his hands, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "San'er, don't you have a headache, don't you want to come out?"

Tang Weiguo seemed to have not heard of it. He just smiled faintly, then turned around, returned to the recliner, sat down, lifted the fishing rod, changed the bait, threw it out again, washed his hands, and said lightly: "That's right, Brother Qiming, every time I see you, I have a big headache."

Chen Qiming was not angry either. He took off his coat and threw it to the waitress next to him. He fell on the recliner in the middle, held his head with his hands, looked at the eaves protruding from the pavilion, and said lightly: "What's the point of fishing? It's all an activity that the elderly like, so it's better to hunt."

Wang Siyu was afraid of the cold and echoed from the side: "Hunting is good. In the past, I had hit the wild boar king in West China, and my fangs were made into hilts, which were very beautiful..."

Chen Qiming turned his body, touched the small teapot, poured tea directly into his mouth, looked at him with interest, and asked: "There are many old forests in West China, and there are many wild animals. Brother Youyu, what a big pig king?"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, turned his body to the side, and whispered: "More than 400 kilograms, such a big pig is rare in West China. At that time, the hunting dogs were chased and ran away madly, almost causing danger..."

"Yes, your marksmanship is really good. If it were me, the one who fell down would definitely be the armed minister." Chen Qiming held the teacup with a smile on his lips. He listened with relish and couldn't help but interrupt.

Wang Siyu sighed, squinted his eyes, and slowly said: "That's right, two gunshots, even the pigs and people fell down. He was so scared that his heart was thundering. He was sweating profusely, thinking that he had caused a big disaster."

"It's really exciting." Chen Qiming slapped his thigh and laughed generously.

The two chatted lively, and Tang Weiguo rarely interrupted, but just worked hard on the fruit. In a short while, many orange peels were lost on the ground...

Half an hour later, seeing that the sun had already set and the wind was rising on the river, making everyone's clothes flutter. Wang Siyu stood up, put away the fishing rod, and smiled and said, "Let's go, it's a little cold outside, let's talk inside."

Tang Weiguo waved his hand and said indifferently: "You go, I have something to do, let's go first."

Chen Qiming frowned slightly, sighed, paced in the pavilion, and said softly: "Weiguo, you misunderstood. Those media reporters were not found by me. I don't even want to do that shameful thing."

Tang Weiguo turned around, his eyes fell on his face, and a sneer appeared on his lips, and he said lightly: "Brother Qiming, the misunderstanding is you. If you two have something to talk about, I will not be able to disturb you."

Chen Qiming waved his hand, stopped, took the coat from the waitress, put it on his body, walked to Tang Weiguo, reached out to pat his back, and said generously: "Let's go, San'er, 'I have never read books, I can't tell anyone anything.' If we want to deal with you, we don't have to secretly hide it..."

Wang Siyu also walked over and said with a smile: "Brother Wei Guo, don't let go. Minister Chen is drunk soon, and he still wants you to help carry it back."

"Okay." Tang Weiguo refused, but he smiled. The three of them walked out of the moon gate with a smile. Under the guidance of the waiter, they arrived at the VIP room on the fifth floor, sat at the dining table, ordered wine and food, and chatted while drinking. The atmosphere was harmonious.

Half an hour later, Chen Qiming put away his smile, his face became serious, he picked up the cup, and pondered: "Weiguo, brother Youyu, Weibei is getting more and more interesting now. There are more and more people on the gambling table. I am afraid that in the end, some of the three of us will lose all and leave in a mess."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass. The three of them touched the glass, all of them drank it all in one go. He put the glass down, touched the chopsticks, picked up the sashimi, dipped it in seasoning, threw it into his mouth, looked at the two beside him, and joked: "Brother Qiming described it appropriately. I am a poor man, and I don't dare to place a bet, just watch the fun..."

Tang Weiguo waved his hand, looked at Chen Qiming with his eyes slightly raised his lips, and said meaningfully: "Don't say that miserable, Brother Youyu, you can work with them to kill me, this fat sheep."

Wang Siyu was slightly stunned and looked at Chen Qiming, and couldn't help but smile.

Chen Qiming picked up the crab meat and put it in his mouth. He put down the chopsticks and said lightly: "San'er, Secretary Liang's attitude is already very obvious. His arms cannot resist his thighs. You should know it in your heart. Don't take it hard. Take a step back and the sky will be wide open."

"Want to be a lobbyist?" Tang Weiguo played with the wine glass and looked at Chen Qiming with a smile.

Chen Qiming waved his hand, hugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "San'er, this is a kind reminder. After all, we grew up in the same courtyard when we were young, and we have this kind of affection..."

Tang Weiguo pondered silently, stared at him for a long time before picking up the cup and said lightly: "So, I don't have to worry. Since your brother Qiming values ​​friendship and should not do anything to put down the wrong things, he should not be willing to do it, right?"

Chen Qiming laughed heartily, after a while, he touched the tissue, wiped the corner of his mouth, and sighed: "San'er, that's two different things. Unless you agree with the previous proposal, you still have to pick up the cheap ones you should pick up."

"Then there is no need to talk about it. I will only talk about the wind and moon tonight so as not to ruin my mood." Tang Weiguo's face looked slightly drunk, and he played with the cup and drank it all. A little blush appeared on his white face.

Sitting at the table, Wang Siyu was also frowning and thinking. Obviously, Chen Qiming's judgment was the most accurate. Among the three, some people were destined to lose a mess and leave the game in disgrace. However, since the gambling game has begun, it is not so easy to get out of here...

As a new leader in the faction, the political star with glorious glory in the eyes of outsiders, few people know the pressure on their shoulders. In a sense, all three of them cannot afford to lose.

****

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when there was no one in the room. Liao Jingqing and his daughter must have fallen asleep. Wang Siyu went to the bathroom to take a shower as usual, then walked out in a towel wrapped in a bath, pushed open the door of the study, pulled a chair and sat down, pulled out a professional economic book from the bookshelf, looked around with a focused expression, and pulled out a signature pen, writing and drawing on it from time to time, taking reading notes.

After a while, he put down the book, lit a cigarette, touched the calendar in front of him, and added another horizontal line beside the word "全" on it. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head, frowned and took a breath of cigarette, and spit out a faint smoke from his mouth.

After the first few days of madness, Liao Jingqing was worried that he would hurt his body, and even more afraid that he would fall into a gentle country and lose his ambition. Therefore, he set rules that such unjust things can only happen once every half a month, and no other time is allowed to touch her...

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, Liao Jingqing has been sleeping with Yaoyao these days, neglecting Wang Siyu to the side, staring at the desk calendar with two words "全" that have not been completed. Wang Siyu couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. After smoking a cigarette, he extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it in the ashtray. He sighed softly, picked up a copy of "Power and Prosperity" and started reading it seriously.

The Huang books he collected in the past, including his beloved "Single Story" were searched by Liao Jingqing and locked into her room. Therefore, before midnight, he could only rely on these professional books to pass the boring time. The so-called charging was actually a last resort.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door was suddenly pushed open gently. Liao Jingqing, wearing a nightgown, walked in. She smiled brightly, put a cup of steaming strong tea on the desk, looked at Wang Siyu gently, and whispered: "My brother, don’t look too late, take a break early..."

Wang Siyu nodded slightly, his eyes fell on her soft waist, and said with a smile: "I understand, sister, you came here just by chance. There are some things you don't know very well here, so help analyze it?"

"Is that so, where?" Liao Jingqing came over and bent over and looked over.

"It's here." Wang Siyu turned the chair, pointed his hand at the book casually, then sneaked from behind, grabbed her slender waist, hugged her arms, and quickly drilled into her nightgown, playing with her plump breasts, and chuckled, "Sister, don't read it, I already understand."

Liao Jingqing blushed, clamped her armpits tightly, glanced at him, twisted her delicate body, and said tremblingly: "My brother, stop making trouble, look at the calendar, there are ten days left."

Wang Siyu was already excited and couldn't help himself. He rubbed his hands gently and recklessly, sucked her earlobes, and whispered: "Sister, it will take so long, how can I bear it? I'll pre-prove it once in advance."

Liao Jingqing only struggled for a few times before closing her eyes, raised her pretty face, and panted continuously, and a whispering sound of depression came from her mouth. Her jade arms also circled around, hooked his neck, and swayed subconsciously. After a while, she bit her pink lips and said intermittently: "Don't, little brother, okay, let go first, I'll go back and see Yaoyao, come and accompany you later..."

Wang Siyu let go and said with a smirk: "Sister, don't cheat, come here quickly."

Liao Jingqing stood up, turned around, stretched out his slender jade finger, poked his forehead, and said helplessly: "You are not enough, you are really useless."

Wang Siyu laughed, looked at her swaying back, stood up, quietly left the study, returned to the bedroom, got into the quilt, reached out and turned on the desk lamp on the bedside table, letting the orange lights come out warmly, holding her head with both hands, staring at the door with a smile.

Not long after, Liao Jingqing pushed open the door, slipped in quietly, locked the door, leaned against the door, laughed for a while, then walked slowly over, sat lightly beside the bed, stretched out his hand to caress the hair on his shoulder, Qiqi Aiai said: "My brother, this time I just treat it as a reward, and I have to follow the rules in the future..."

Wang Siyu couldn't help laughing silently, turned over and sat up, got out of the bed from the side, walked around to the front, stretched out his hands, and pushed it lightly, Liao Jingqing's beautiful waist fell down softly like noodles. She stretched out her hands, covered her pretty face, and hummed embarrassedly.

Wang Siyu stretched out his hands, stroked the white and slender gaits, played with it, then gently took off her nightgown, looked at the delicate body of the fat-like white jade, smiled slightly, leaned forward gently, held her pretty face in both hands, stared at the red lips of the rose petals, and kissed her affectionately.

Liao Jingqing sobbed, took the tongue he handed over, and wrapped it in shame. Her beautiful eyes were full of charm and shyness. As the breath became more and more rapid, the peaks on her chest were also trembling and fluctuating. In just a moment, she was soft and weak, and she was emotionally pressed, allowing Wang Siyu to do whatever she wanted.

A few minutes later, with a few sweet crys that were so charming that it was so charming that it was in his bones, Liao Jingqing was blushed, frowned, and had a strange expression on his face. He grabbed his arms in a panic, pulled them up hard, twisted his slender waist, and called out in dismay: "Little brother, little brother... don't tease me."

Wang Siyu smiled, picked up the pair of **s, put them on his shoulders, stared at the pretty face, and squeezed in inch by inch. With her satisfied murmur, she moved gently, and the big bed swayed squeaking with the gentle and low singing.

The wonderful man under him was like a fairy in the painting, beautiful and unconventional. In the gentle and joyful way, he naturally gave birth to infinite charm. Wang Siyu gradually lost in this boundless beauty, shook his body, and became more and more brave as he fought. After several battles, Liao Jingqing could no longer resist it. He lost it several times in a row. In the end, his voice became a little hoarse.

Wang Siyu was still unsatisfied, so he only took a rest for a moment and changed his posture again. The two sat on the bed with their hands. He held Liao Jingqing's slender waist with both hands and used light force. The beautiful body in front of him was shaking involuntarily among the black hair. Liao Jingqing raised his pretty face, his drunken eyes were blurred, and he screamed in affection.

I don’t know how long it took, accompanied by a powerful sprint, the two of them shouted a few times at the same time, and reached the top again in endless tremors, and then there was a heavy breathing sound.

Wang Siyu was already sweating profusely, laughed, pulled her jade hands, put them on her chest, stared at Liao Jingqing's pretty face with blushing face, and chuckled, "Sister, this is when you walk to the end of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise."

"Brother" Liao Jingqing was ashamed of shame, moaned, hugged him tightly, opened his red mouth, and bit off the sweaty shoulder...

"Ah" Wang Siyu shook his body, and the two of them exclaimed at the same time, and fell down with embrace.

Outside the window, under the breeze, a few strings of clear dewdrops were sprinkled among the tender leaves of the camphor tree, and slowly slid down the trunk.
Chapter completed!