. "Doctor's advice?" Ma Xiaole was angry and anxious, "What doctor, why did you give you this advice?"

"The doctor said that this problem is not that my problem cannot be cured, but caused by insufficient blood and poor energy. Therefore, the doctor said that when I meet an impulsive woman, I will grab it hard and let her caress me, arouse all my blood and energy, and by chance I can stand up!" In the solemn letter, there was infinite hope, "Your cousin makes me impulsive!"

After hearing this, Ma Xiaole wiped his mouth and squirted, as if he was very sympathetic, "Secretary Zhuang, what if you are strong and can't help it for a while? Do you know that my cousin can absorb yang energy. If you don't do it well, you will be completely finished!"

Ma Xiaole said this to make Zhuang Chongxin think more and give up holding on to Liu Shuying, but unexpectedly, Zhuang Chongxin said with confidence, "Don't worry, Xiaoma, I have already thought about it. Your cousin and I just touched each other, and poked each other in condoms. There would be no other. Once I stand up, I will let your cousin leave immediately!"

Zhuang Chongxin said this, and Ma Xiaole's forehead was so angry that he rushed away. How could a man tolerate another man blaspheming his beloved woman in front of him? "Zhuang..." Ma Xiaole wanted to shout Zhuang Chongxin, but fortunately he stopped his mouth in time, "Secretary Zhuang, how could you listen to the doctor's bad idea? I think he has eaten too much shit and his mind is full of shit! I can think of this shit! Also, Secretary Zhuang, you didn't expect you to believe it!"

Zhuang Chongxin did not shake much of Ma Xiaole's words when he raised his decibels. "Oh, you don't know, a full man is not hungry, a man is hungry, and he has to take this matter as a matter of no reason. No matter how hard he tries, he has to try it. If he tries, there is still hope. If he doesn't try, there will be no hope at all." Zhuang Chongxin looked at Ma Xiaole with a resentment on his face, "Who is like you are free and easy, even Feng Yishan's little woman dares to touch it. Fortunately, I Zhuang Chongxin has no little woman, otherwise I have to be more careful about you!"

Ma Xiaole was amused and laughed. When this solemn letter talked about, it was very different from his name, without any solemnity or loyalty. However, when the solemn letter mentioned him, it reminded him one thing: Doesn’t the solemn letter just want his thing to be firm!

This is easy to deal with!

Isn’t Ah Huang’s Dog Whip Wine Still?

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole raised his hand and slapped his forehead repeatedly, "I'll hit! I'll hit!"

When Zhuang Chongxin saw it, he was frightened and thought that his words stimulated Ma Xiaole, "Xiaoma Xiaoma, don't be excited, I just talk about it casually. I know that that matter has stimulated you very much, and it's actually nothing. Can you still be able to make peace with me!"

Ma Xiaole stopped, looked at the solemn letter, laughed loudly, and shouted: "Secretary Zhuang!"

Zhuang Chongxin was so scared that he shivered, "What are you doing?"

"Hehe." Ma Xiaole thought that he would become the great savior of Zhuang Chongxin immediately, so he let go of it for a moment. He walked to Zhuang Chongxin's desk in two steps, slapped the table suddenly, and then raised his other hand and pointed at Zhuang Chongxin's forehead, "You are saved!"

"You, you..." Zhuang Chongxin's face changed drastically, "Xiao Ma, I just pretended that I didn't say anything about it. You have to keep it steady and control it."

"Haha..." Ma Xiaole raised his head and laughed, "Secretary Zhuang, I said you were saved! I can make you firm and be extremely brave!"

"What did you say?!" Zhuang Chongxin immediately stood up when he heard this, "You must take your words seriously!"

"Take it seriously!" Ma Xiaole said with certainty, "Please pick a time and you can pack half a pound of pork on it!"

"What, what are you!" Zhuang Chongxin didn't seem to believe it, "Stop joking."

"Why are you kidding?" Ma Xiaole became serious. "I have an orchard at home. One year when I was digging the ground, I dug a clay pot. After opening it, it was still a clay pot. Then it was still a clay pot. Finally, there was a small porcelain bottle inside, jade-white."

Zhuang Chongxin just wants to hear the result and doesn't care about the process at all. "What is in the porcelain bottle?"

"I can't tell what it is, but I can be sure it's wine, not just wine. It can cure your soft eggs!" Ma Xiaole looked at the solemn letter calmly.

Zhuang Chongxin didn't say anything for a long time, and it took a long time to open his lips and tremble and asked, "Really?"

Ma Xiaole nodded, turned around and walked around, and took out a cigarette to the leisurely place. "My father is also a little worse than that. Since he got a small porcelain bottle, he poured out a small wine cup and mixed it with a pound of loose wine. At this concentration, he drank a liang of women in the village and chased them all over the village."

"Is there any more?" Zhuang Chongxin's vertical desire made him desperate. "You really want me to stand up. I will send you to the county's correspondence course to study immediately. When you come back, you will be the office director. Whenever there is a change in personnel, you will be the deputy secretary!"

"This matter?" Ma Xiaole touched his head, "Didn't you agree just now!"

"I agreed, but the time is different!" Zhuang Chongxin walked to Ma Xiaole and patted his arms. "I have been studying for correspondence for two months and will be the director of the Party Committee Office when I come back. This step is fast enough. Also, the current deputy secretary Zhang Yuanchao is about to retreat, and it is just around the corner!"

"Where can I go to learn correspondence?" Ma Xiaole was very interested in this. Because he had not graduated from junior high school, he was stunned when talking about academic qualifications and diplomas. If he could learn correspondence, some would say it.

"The county party school, the president and I are comrades-in-arms!" Zhuang Chongxin begged when he looked at Ma Xiaole.

"Oh, that's great!" Ma Xiaole said solemnly with a smile, "Then the wine will be a little more."

"Little bit, how much is Little bit?" Zhuang Chongxin was nervous, "Just say that, is it enough to cure my problem?"

"Enough, of course it's enough!" Ma Xiaole said, "I'm just worried that you'll drink that little bit, but there's no stock."

"Then, what do you want me?" Zhuang Chongxin was so anxious that he was about to bow and kowtow to Ma Xiaole.

"It's not that much." Ma Xiaole looked arrogant, "Secretary Zhuang, as for how you want to reuse and promote me, you don't have any guarantees. Doing things depends on your conscience."

"Of course! I am solemnly believe that I am definitely not an ungrateful person!"

"Well, I know, I just want to talk about my cousin." Ma Xiaole said with difficulty, "My family was poor in my early years, and my cousin helped a lot, so I have a special relationship with her and I can't stand others bullying her..."

"Okay, Xiaoma, I understand. Stop talking. I promise not to be interested in your cousin in the future!" said Zhuang Chongxin, vaguely, "Besides, isn't your cousin that there? I finally have to stand firm, so I can't..."
Chapter completed!