The guard lit a cigarette and wondered whether he would quit tomorrow. He only made 2,000 yuan a month now. Do you still expect him to fight the thief?
He's not a fool
But now he is so difficult to find a job, he is a foreigner, so he costs money for food, clothing, housing and transportation. At least he can provide food and accommodation here.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain about Yang Youyou who had just gone upstairs. A woman in her twenties went out early and came back late all day long, and she didn't find a partner to get married. Such a woman in their village had been stabbed by someone.
Humph, isn’t this just a thief thinking about it?
It's your own fault, this woman, how can you do without a man? I'm waiting for the bad luck.
I don’t know how long it took, but I stopped in the elevator on the first floor and walked in again.
The sleepy doorman lifted his eyelids and saw a thin figure wearing a baseball cap wearing a black suit down on CCTV. He was playing with his cell phone and taking the elevator to the twelfth floor.
Is he a new resident on the 12th floor?
The guard grabbed the back of the head, yawned, and looked at the time. It was already 9:30 in the evening, so he should pack up and go to bed. He had to get up early tomorrow to go to the property training.
He turned around and tidyed up the bed on the single bed, turned off the lights in the monitoring room, went to bed and closed his eyes and started to snore.
Zhan Ying took out the key and opened the door of Room 1203. After walking in, he took out the earphones and stuffed them into his ears. No matter how dirty the ground was, he bent his long legs and leaned against the wall and sat on the ground.
The sound in the headphones was quiet, and after a while, the sound of footsteps came from far to near.
Yang Youyou took a long shower, she just took the second time
The quiet room with the lock changed did not make her feel more at ease. Instead, a slight sound could scare her to tremble, and her heart also beating very quickly.
She wanted to use her computer to play some songs or movies to create some sound, but after searching it, she couldn't remember what she wanted to watch
The work information on the coffee table is still waiting for her to prepare and organize. She will go to work tomorrow Sunday and the day after tomorrow. She has no time to continue wasting her.
She couldn't feel hungry even if she didn't eat for a day. Yang Youyou patted her face hard, forcing herself to cheer up and not fall into depression anymore. She did her job well first, and then thought about something else.
Focusing on doing one thing is the best way to block your worries Yang Youyou spreads all your work information
She is used to talking to herself during work and study, and she doesn't know if it's because she is always used to the habits developed by a person.
When she was in the office, there were many noises. Her habit of talking to herself had never attracted attention. But now at home, there were few empty environmental furniture and a higher voice could bring out an echo, so her self-talk became obvious.
A little vague but extremely official voice was transmitted to Zhan Ying's ears through a wiretap. He closed his eyes and listened to her voice as if he was obsessed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
As he listened, his hand couldn't help but touch his crotch.
Even if the terrifying size of the flesh blade is still soft, it is a full lump
He took out a white cloth from his pocket, and like a drug addict, he drooled and spread the cloth on his face. The light at night was dim and unclear, but the white cloth still clearly revealed his true shape. It was a pair of women's underwear.
The moon is hidden behind the thick clouds, and a layer of mottled dust falls on the uncleaned glass windows
The smell of cement mixed with dust is mixed with damp mold, and the smell is blocked in the empty and unpopular unfinished house, dull and depressed
Suddenly, a thick breath mixed with it, and listening to it with your ears is a strange thing that cannot be ignored.
A ghostly figure sat on the ground against the wall, putting his hands between his legs and mechanically stroking them up and down.
In the darkness, his face was obscure and difficult to tell, but a white lady's briefs were slightly clear in his mouth. The white teeth in his lips clenched the crotch of the underwear, and the wet saliva completely wet the fabric.
The scorching breath was heavy, and the beautiful brows were tightly locked. Suddenly, he suddenly raised a face that seemed too charming to be trapped in lust.
His fair cheeks were flushed, and the confused mist soaked his half-open eyes, and together with his hot breath, it looked so unbearable and erotic
The flesh blade between his legs pressed the outline of his erection. He held the pillar body with one hand and rubbed the testicles under him with the other hand, listening to the intermittent calmness of the woman downstairs.
He thought that Yang Youyou's crying sound must be very good, and the little pussy between her legs was watery and soft. Last night, he ejaculated so much semen inside. As long as he thrust, he would scream slutty and slutty. And those two breasts were sweet and tender when they bite.
I really want to fuck her pussy again, fuck her and fuck her and beg for mercy. Whenever she sees him, her legs will become weak and look like she is fierce. The stars reflected in her eyes are bright and sharp.
Yang Youyou is devoted to her work and wants to avoid the unintentional disasters she has encountered, but as time goes by, her mood always turns to being sexually assaulted without realizing it.
‘Don’t care’ is actually a self-comfortable word. Only after experiencing it personally can you know that some things are not about saying ‘Don’t care’ and you can really ignore them. If you say ‘Let go’, you can really let go.
She is just an ordinary person, so ordinary that all the self-righteous "empathy" and "understanding" that were pale and tasteless empty words
Why do most of the women who have been sexually assaulted choose to swallow the bitter fruit silently? Now she knows
As long as one more person in this world knows what she has experienced, she will constantly imagine how that person will think of her and miss her?
Even the attitude presented to her by the police was a weapon torture her heart
She thought she had been prepared strongly, but in fact, such things could not be done with positive results by being prepared and thinking.
She also has to face the subsequent difficulties and obstacles that she has never experienced before
Yang Youyou is very glad that she has lived so old and has been able to survive alone, otherwise she will definitely be in a slump and collapse to the end.
With a "bang", she held a water-based pen and hit a stack of A4 paper hard. The tip of the pen pierced the paper and left a few spots of black ink. Because she used too much force, the hand that was clenched into a fist inevitably hit the coffee table, which made her feel so painful.
Hiss, fuck... Zhan Ying, who was relieving himself, was startled by the sudden explosion in his ears, his palms tightened suddenly, and the loud bang in his ears almost tear open his head open
He suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the earphones on one side, digging his ears to relieve the shock and pain
Yang Youyou has always been a strict person. Although her rigid personality is boring, she is not ignorant of adaptability, otherwise she would not be a qualified lawyer.
She rarely loses her temper, not because she is gentle, considerate and has no temper, but because she can control her emotions well
No matter how well she can control her, she cannot abandon her sensibility and control it all by reason.
On the contrary, it was because she had long been used to this behavior pattern, and after suffering such destruction and injury, she fell even more into the current state of depression, entanglement, unwillingness, grief and anger.
She sighed heavily, and held her elbows on the coffee table and hugged her head
He's not a fool
But now he is so difficult to find a job, he is a foreigner, so he costs money for food, clothing, housing and transportation. At least he can provide food and accommodation here.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain about Yang Youyou who had just gone upstairs. A woman in her twenties went out early and came back late all day long, and she didn't find a partner to get married. Such a woman in their village had been stabbed by someone.
Humph, isn’t this just a thief thinking about it?
It's your own fault, this woman, how can you do without a man? I'm waiting for the bad luck.
I don’t know how long it took, but I stopped in the elevator on the first floor and walked in again.
The sleepy doorman lifted his eyelids and saw a thin figure wearing a baseball cap wearing a black suit down on CCTV. He was playing with his cell phone and taking the elevator to the twelfth floor.
Is he a new resident on the 12th floor?
The guard grabbed the back of the head, yawned, and looked at the time. It was already 9:30 in the evening, so he should pack up and go to bed. He had to get up early tomorrow to go to the property training.
He turned around and tidyed up the bed on the single bed, turned off the lights in the monitoring room, went to bed and closed his eyes and started to snore.
Zhan Ying took out the key and opened the door of Room 1203. After walking in, he took out the earphones and stuffed them into his ears. No matter how dirty the ground was, he bent his long legs and leaned against the wall and sat on the ground.
The sound in the headphones was quiet, and after a while, the sound of footsteps came from far to near.
Yang Youyou took a long shower, she just took the second time
The quiet room with the lock changed did not make her feel more at ease. Instead, a slight sound could scare her to tremble, and her heart also beating very quickly.
She wanted to use her computer to play some songs or movies to create some sound, but after searching it, she couldn't remember what she wanted to watch
The work information on the coffee table is still waiting for her to prepare and organize. She will go to work tomorrow Sunday and the day after tomorrow. She has no time to continue wasting her.
She couldn't feel hungry even if she didn't eat for a day. Yang Youyou patted her face hard, forcing herself to cheer up and not fall into depression anymore. She did her job well first, and then thought about something else.
Focusing on doing one thing is the best way to block your worries Yang Youyou spreads all your work information
She is used to talking to herself during work and study, and she doesn't know if it's because she is always used to the habits developed by a person.
When she was in the office, there were many noises. Her habit of talking to herself had never attracted attention. But now at home, there were few empty environmental furniture and a higher voice could bring out an echo, so her self-talk became obvious.
A little vague but extremely official voice was transmitted to Zhan Ying's ears through a wiretap. He closed his eyes and listened to her voice as if he was obsessed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
As he listened, his hand couldn't help but touch his crotch.
Even if the terrifying size of the flesh blade is still soft, it is a full lump
He took out a white cloth from his pocket, and like a drug addict, he drooled and spread the cloth on his face. The light at night was dim and unclear, but the white cloth still clearly revealed his true shape. It was a pair of women's underwear.
The moon is hidden behind the thick clouds, and a layer of mottled dust falls on the uncleaned glass windows
The smell of cement mixed with dust is mixed with damp mold, and the smell is blocked in the empty and unpopular unfinished house, dull and depressed
Suddenly, a thick breath mixed with it, and listening to it with your ears is a strange thing that cannot be ignored.
A ghostly figure sat on the ground against the wall, putting his hands between his legs and mechanically stroking them up and down.
In the darkness, his face was obscure and difficult to tell, but a white lady's briefs were slightly clear in his mouth. The white teeth in his lips clenched the crotch of the underwear, and the wet saliva completely wet the fabric.
The scorching breath was heavy, and the beautiful brows were tightly locked. Suddenly, he suddenly raised a face that seemed too charming to be trapped in lust.
His fair cheeks were flushed, and the confused mist soaked his half-open eyes, and together with his hot breath, it looked so unbearable and erotic
The flesh blade between his legs pressed the outline of his erection. He held the pillar body with one hand and rubbed the testicles under him with the other hand, listening to the intermittent calmness of the woman downstairs.
He thought that Yang Youyou's crying sound must be very good, and the little pussy between her legs was watery and soft. Last night, he ejaculated so much semen inside. As long as he thrust, he would scream slutty and slutty. And those two breasts were sweet and tender when they bite.
I really want to fuck her pussy again, fuck her and fuck her and beg for mercy. Whenever she sees him, her legs will become weak and look like she is fierce. The stars reflected in her eyes are bright and sharp.
Yang Youyou is devoted to her work and wants to avoid the unintentional disasters she has encountered, but as time goes by, her mood always turns to being sexually assaulted without realizing it.
‘Don’t care’ is actually a self-comfortable word. Only after experiencing it personally can you know that some things are not about saying ‘Don’t care’ and you can really ignore them. If you say ‘Let go’, you can really let go.
She is just an ordinary person, so ordinary that all the self-righteous "empathy" and "understanding" that were pale and tasteless empty words
Why do most of the women who have been sexually assaulted choose to swallow the bitter fruit silently? Now she knows
As long as one more person in this world knows what she has experienced, she will constantly imagine how that person will think of her and miss her?
Even the attitude presented to her by the police was a weapon torture her heart
She thought she had been prepared strongly, but in fact, such things could not be done with positive results by being prepared and thinking.
She also has to face the subsequent difficulties and obstacles that she has never experienced before
Yang Youyou is very glad that she has lived so old and has been able to survive alone, otherwise she will definitely be in a slump and collapse to the end.
With a "bang", she held a water-based pen and hit a stack of A4 paper hard. The tip of the pen pierced the paper and left a few spots of black ink. Because she used too much force, the hand that was clenched into a fist inevitably hit the coffee table, which made her feel so painful.
Hiss, fuck... Zhan Ying, who was relieving himself, was startled by the sudden explosion in his ears, his palms tightened suddenly, and the loud bang in his ears almost tear open his head open
He suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the earphones on one side, digging his ears to relieve the shock and pain
Yang Youyou has always been a strict person. Although her rigid personality is boring, she is not ignorant of adaptability, otherwise she would not be a qualified lawyer.
She rarely loses her temper, not because she is gentle, considerate and has no temper, but because she can control her emotions well
No matter how well she can control her, she cannot abandon her sensibility and control it all by reason.
On the contrary, it was because she had long been used to this behavior pattern, and after suffering such destruction and injury, she fell even more into the current state of depression, entanglement, unwillingness, grief and anger.
She sighed heavily, and held her elbows on the coffee table and hugged her head
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