Praising the motherland with both hands, Yang Fan loves this land from the bottom of his heart.
Without peace and prosperity of the motherland, there would be no flawless woman like Thirteen.
She was in the living room, in the bedroom, and from inside to outside, she met Yang Fan's expectations of a perfect woman.
There are four levels of beauty. At the bottom of the pyramid is vulgar beauty, above it is implicit beauty, above that is pretentious beauty, and at the top of the pyramid is morbid beauty.
Thirteen, who was abused by Yang Fan last night and this morning... and who was loved too much, is now lying on the sofa, looking a little tired and sick, showing the highest level of beauty.
If Yang Fan didn’t have a girlfriend like Liu Yueyue waiting for him, he wouldn’t want to go out today at all.
Although he had realized his Buddha nature more than an hour ago, he had already returned to secular life.
This also indirectly illustrates the terribleness of women. They can make men degenerate, and they can also make men convert.
"We are about to set off. Aren't you happy?" Although she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap, Yang Fan's hands were becoming more and more naughty during the massage, so Aunt Thirteen couldn't fall asleep.
This was the method he used to make her body unable to refuse again and again.
Fortunately, he has no intention of taking further action now.
When Guoguo was in the living room, he would only touch her briefly and stop when he had done enough.
"Yes." Yang Fan didn't hold back. He nodded and told Aunt Thirteen truthfully, "I like to set off."
When Aunt Thirteen thought he was vulgar and only wanted to do things with women, Yang Fan suddenly became serious: "Everywhere we arrive belongs to yesterday. No matter how green the mountains are, how beautiful the water is, or how gentle the wind is."
"Isn't this just getting bored with the old and loving the new?" Aunt Thirteen was not so happy.
Yang Fan shook his head: "No, I treasure it more and more. If I get tired of the old and love the new, how can I linger on it and be unable to extricate myself."
"That's not possible, I..." Thirteen wanted to say that she once almost fainted, but she didn't say it in the end because she didn't know whether that was the state before fainting.
"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded: "Lingering too deeply will become a kind of shackle, which not only hinders your feet, but also your future. So I have to set off."
Aunt Thirteen rolled her eyes at him.
Yang Fan sighed, "How can I not like to set off? It is a pity if I have not seen the majesty of the mountains; it is still a pity if I have seen the majesty of the mountains but have not seen the vastness of the sea; it is still a pity if I have seen the vastness of the sea but have not seen the vastness of the desert; it is still a pity if I have seen the vastness of the desert but have not seen the mystery of the forest. There are endless scenery in the world, and I have an everlasting mood."
Thirteenth Aunt always felt that Yang Fan's words were not serious, but impeccable.
Alas, ever since I had a relationship with him, my thoughts have become increasingly impure.
Can't blame him.
"The mountains have their ups and downs, the sea has its waves, the desert has its sandstorms, and the forest has its fierce beasts. Even so, I still like it," said Yang Fan.
Aunt Thirteen threw out Yang Fan's hand that had reached into her clothes.
"Breaking the tranquility of life is another scene, a scene that belongs to the young. I'm so glad that I'm not old yet. Even if I'm really old, so what? There's a saying that goes 'old but strong', right?" Yang Fan changed his target and massaged Aunt Thirteen's temples.
Aunt Thirteen closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
"I also want to learn depth from the mountains, I also want to learn bravery from the sea, I also want to learn calmness from the desert, and I also want to learn alertness from the forest. I want to learn to appreciate a colorful life." Yang Fan is full of love for life.
Aunt Thirteen opened her eyes and threw away the dirty hand on her chest.
Yang Fan didn't care and said, "How far can a person go? This question is not about the feet but the ambition; how high can a person climb? This question is not about the hands but the will."
Thirteenth Aunt nodded secretly.
"So, I want to use the passion of youth to set a lofty goal for myself. Not only to strive for glory, but also to pursue a realm. If the goal is achieved, it will be glory; if the goal cannot be achieved, life will become rich and fulfilling because of the hardships and hardships along the way; in my opinion, this makes life worthwhile." As he spoke, Yang Fan frowned. He just touched the volleyball, and pinched it so hard that nail marks appeared on the back of his hand.
"You'd better leave quickly." Aunt Thirteen was almost no longer sleepy. She felt that the air conditioner was not cooling her and she felt hot.
If it weren't for the schedule, she had no doubt that Yang Fan would carry her into the room, close the door, and let Guoguo play by herself in the living room for the whole morning.
After cooking and eating at noon, the afternoon will probably be the same as the morning.
Just as Yang Fan was about to speak, his cell phone rang.
I picked it up and saw that it was a call from Liu Qianqian.
After the call was connected, Liu Qianqian's voice came: "Yang Fan, I've driven to the neighborhood and will be there soon. You take your luggage and come down. I won't go up."
"Okay." Yang Fan hung up the phone and looked at the living room.
Guoguo was not at home, and the sound of a little girl entertaining herself could be heard from the study. I wonder what she was playing.
The Monkey King and Sanbao were not in the living room either, they had gone to be Guoguo's little followers.
GunGun roared at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan raised a finger.
It became silent.
It is said that a sheepdog has the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old child. Yang Fan feels that GunGun has at least the IQ of a ten-year-old child.
However, police dogs do not have this breed of dog.
The policewoman once publicly stated that sheepdogs cannot be police dogs because they are too smart.
When catching bad guys and knowing there is danger, it may look at the police officers and say: You guys go first, I'll cover the rear.
"I'm leaving now. Take good care of Guoguo. I'll take you out to play when I come back." Yang Fan walked towards the door without any intention of saying goodbye to Guoguo.
Even though they were only separated for a few days, the little girl would definitely cry after seeing him.
Children's love is time-sensitive and urgent.
People like Aunt Shisan and Yang Fan know that there is a promising future and can emotionally accept a separation of a few days or even longer.
When Yang Fan was about to leave, Aunt Thirteen stopped lying there. She got up from the sofa, put on her pajamas, and walked to the door to see him off.
"Have fun." Aunt Thirteen warned Yang Fan, who was always stingy, "Remember, traveling is for fun and relaxation. It's inevitable that you'll be ripped off by vendors in scenic spots. Don't worry about it. Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem."
"Yeah, I know." Yang Fan ran his fingers through Aunt Thirteen's hair and pressed them on the back of her head. He pulled her over, lowered his head to taste a few bites, and then went out.
On a route from Chengdu to Shancheng, Wen's father and mother were sitting in a helicopter.
The younger daughter didn't tell anyone that she was going to Yanjing, but the old lady in Yanjing was woken up by a series of urgent phone calls in the middle of the night last night.
The instrument panel of a passenger plane belonging to Twelve, which had been sealed for a long time, lit up, the warehouse door opened, and it taxied out.
The airport was almost in chaos, but fortunately, Zero was parked at a military airport in the middle of the night, so it did not affect the operation of the civilian airport.