Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

"Oh, second sister, something happened here. I will arrive at half past seven. Please wait for me a moment," I said thoughtfully.

"Oh, okay then, can you find a place?" Song Haiyun asked worriedly.

"Oh, it can be done, second sister, don't worry!"

.......

After hanging up the phone, I let out a sigh of relief. It was only half past six and I had an hour to deal with.

When I returned to the private room, I saw Liao Jingjing still carefully choosing dishes.

"Jingjing," I smiled awkwardly: "I want to discuss something with you..."

"What's the matter, Brother Song?" Liao Jingjing looked up at me sweetly.

"Uh..." I swallowed hard and said, "The mayor has made an impromptu dinner date with me. I have to leave in a while..."

"Oh, that's it," Liao Jingjing frowned and blinked, lost in thought.

"Uh, mate...I won't leave until seven o'clock. I'll eat with you for a while..." I explained awkwardly: "Don't worry, I will definitely accompany you tonight. I'll make a reservation first." Check out the B&B…”

Upon hearing my words, Liao Jingjing's brows widened: "Brother Song, why don't we stop eating and I can just buy some snacks. I usually eat very little at night... Let's book a room first. , okay?"

For Liao Jingjing, it doesn't matter whether she eats or not. The key is to make sure I sleep with her tonight...

When I thought about it, it would work!

After all, she couldn't eat well even after spending half an hour with her. It was somewhat embarrassing for a girl to be alone in a private room.

The most important thing is that although the food at Golden Furong Restaurant is good, the serving speed is very slow. I guess I have to leave by the time they serve the food...

So, we left the restaurant, followed Liao Jingjing's request, bought her some fruit and yogurt in the supermarket, and booked a room at a B&B near the restaurant.

There was still some time... After entering the room, I couldn't wait to press her against the wall, kissing her crazily, groping her body with my hands, and reaching into her skirt... ...

In fact, I wanted to eat her tofu during the day, but it was inconvenient due to the crowd of people.

Also, she was wearing this outfit, just like a high school girl, too youthful and energetic, which actually made me a little ashamed to do anything to her...

But it's different when you enter the room. This is my woman. She can do whatever I want to do to her!

"Uh-huh!" Liao Jingjing was breathless from being kissed by me. Her two beautiful legs wearing white stockings also subconsciously clamped together, and her knees kept rubbing.

"Brother Song, I want... hmm, please give it to me, please?" Liao Jingjing gasped with a trembling voice.

I hugged her on the desk and briefly talked to her. Liao Jingjing put her hands on the desk upside down, raised her neck, frowned and closed her eyes, humming.

"Jingjing, how do you feel?" I asked softly.

"Hmm, I feel like I am yours... Hmm, I feel like I am willing to do anything for you..."

......

The time was limited and I couldn't be too lingering. After a few minutes, I let go of her, lifted up my pants, and was ready to leave.

"My dear, when will you be back?" Liao Jingjing blinked, pouted, and asked slightly aggrievedly.

"As early as possible, before ten o'clock, almost," I replied.

"Wait a minute!" Liao Jingjing stopped me, took out a pack of wet wipes from her handbag, and then knelt down.

She raised her face to look at me and murmured: "I'll wipe it for you so that no one smells anything..."

wipe! What a considerate little wife, so considerate.

......

After leaving the B&B, I drove directly to Song Haiyun’s house.

As leaders transferred from other places, the government arranged accommodation for them.

And Song Haiyun's home is actually behind Wu Xinwen's house...

When she sent me the location yesterday, I was shocked. I thought she had sent me the address of Wu Xinwen's home...

Driving to the front of Song Haiyun's house, I naturally glanced at the balcony of Wu Xinwen's house subconsciously, but when I saw the lights in the house were on, I couldn't help but feel throbbing in my heart!

My lovely fourth princess, do you know how much I miss you? What are you doing now?

Wu Xinwen's position in my heart cannot be replaced by any woman...

Being with her is more than just sex, but a fusion of souls. Our souls fit together perfectly!

I wanted to see her, but I didn't have time, so I had to finish dealing with Song Haiyun first.

When we arrived at Song Haiyun's house, she warmly welcomed me in.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, and it looks like they have just moved in.

The first time I came to her house was the same as the first time I went to Wu Xinwen's house... For these high-ranking officials, no matter how luxurious their private residences are, their public residences are always so beautiful. Plain and simple.

Song Haiyun simply cooked a few dishes, and the staple food was porridge and steamed buns, a common meal at home.

She was not polite to me, and asked me to wash my hands before quickly serving the meal.

This feeling is weird...I can’t even explain it!

It's not like a relationship between friends, let alone between a couple, it's completely like one's own family.

Maybe it's because I don't have any brothers or sisters. It's a bit unnatural to suddenly merge into this kind of atmosphere.

My dad once told me that in this life, there is nothing better than having a sister, who is a second mother!

If you say you have a brother, that's all nonsense, because you have a sister-in-law there... If you can have a good sister in this life, then it is really a blessing given to you by God!

Although "supporting one's younger brother" is a negative word, it is true that there is something wrong with this kind of woman's outlook on life!

But if you put it another way, if you were a younger brother and had such a good sister, how could you not be grateful to her? Can you not feel sorry for her and protect her?

Of course, the kind of brother-in-law whose conscience is eaten by dogs is not part of the discussion.

Song Haiyun and I were chatting while eating, and she asked me meaningfully: "I felt you were nervous on the phone. What happened?"

"Alas!" I sighed and said, "Second sister, my third brother-in-law was beaten!"

"What? Have you met your third brother-in-law?" Song Haiyun looked at me in surprise.

"Oh, it's the man from my wife's third aunt, Jiang Weiguang, whom you know..." I muttered.

"The eldest son of Haijiang Heavy Industry?" Song Haiyun said.

"Ok!"

"Who hit him?" Song Haiyun asked with a frown.

"Alas!" I sighed and said, "Nan Zheng is the fat one, who's the one who is the one..."

"Oh~~!" Song Haiyun nodded thoughtfully: "His father Nan Zhanjiang used to be a secretary under our father. In the past twenty years, he has been in charge of several places and promoted local reform, opening up and economic development. He has achieved great results. Yes, I have made rapid progress. I was transferred to Capital City just two years ago..."

wipe! Song Haiyun’s words really shocked me...

It's not that I think Nan Chubby's father Nan Zhanjiang is so awesome, but in Song Haiyun's tone... that old man was actually described as 'making rapid progress'.

The word "progressing rapidly" is used when superiors evaluate subordinates and teachers evaluate students!

The old man from the Nan family must be of a higher level than Song Haiyun!

When she commented like this, it was obvious that she looked down on Nan Zhanjiang at all... She felt that no matter how awesome he was, he was still working for my dad.

This kind of inertial thinking was probably formed when she was young...

I can even imagine how Nan Zhanjiang, who used to be a clerk, tried to please the second lady of the Song family in the courtyard.

"Because of what?" Song Haiyun asked.

"Oh! Because a woman is jealous...Second sister, I'm so embarrassed to say this, so don't mention it anymore," I waved my hand with a wry smile.

"Hmph!" Song Haiyun sneered: "That second-generation ancestor of his family will bring trouble to his father sooner or later!"

After that, she stood up and was about to serve me another bowl of porridge. However, just as she was about to stand up, she subconsciously frowned and felt uncomfortable.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" I asked nervously.

"Oh, it's nothing..." Song Haiyun said with a smile: "My waist is not good, so I always sit in meetings."

"I'll serve it myself. Sit down and stop moving," I said quickly.