A year later, Bian Jing's study class ended and we drove away from Beijing.
From the night when Bian Jing came back to now, I decided to get along well with Bian Jing. Everything is no longer important. What is important is that we are together, and we are open and upright.
I agreed to her that after going to the south this time, we immediately returned to Beijing to complete the procedures, that is, marry her
Lao Fan's words can be said to wake me up, making me feel that it is time to stop the lewd and inhumane life. He devoted himself to a girl and proved later that this was just a playboy's impulse.
Bian Jing and I were happily driving on the national highway
She got the courage that love and love gave her
She is fully aware of the matters of men and women
I promised to marry her, which made her very happy. A twenty-one woman, carrying a backpack, wearing a white T-shirt, and blue jeans, had delicate and shiny skin, and was filled with joy. The aura of her body was fading, as if every move was expressing her passion for me. It was a body language that only women who had understood sex had.
She was completely unconscious, and her every move would make people imagine. When she bent down, she put away her lower abdomen and squinted her eyes slightly when she smiled. No matter who she faced, she looked at or not, her eyes were shining with light.
At that time, she announced loudly: Marry me, be with me, and live your life
I was surprised every day when she was growing up, and by comparison, I remained the same
We are not like couples, one matures and the other is growing up, forming a natural intimacy, and seemingly an ideal couple
We drove along the national highway and faced south, in a picturesque place with green mountains and dense rivers, full of southern charm
As soon as we got out of the car, there were people who were recruiting guests to come up. I pulled Bian Jing and rushed out of the crowd. We laughed. Many of our hobbies were the same, such as walking.
We walked along the road and passed a bridge. The bridge was very long. Under the bridge was a silver-white river with a wide water surface. Some boats came and went.
We held hands, sometimes she held me, sometimes I hugged her, she kept talking nonstop, like a cheerful little bird
After walking like this, she became a little tired
Many human tricycles are waiting by the roadside, and the cars are modified and there are green cloth squids on the roof.
We took one of them, the coachman pulled them, and introduced the local scenery in half-baked Mandarin. He kept repeating that it was very fun here.
I suddenly asked: Is there a lady?
The tricycle driver turned around in surprise, looked at me, then looked at Bian Jing's face, and immediately replied: No! No!
He spoke too quickly and almost stepped on the car into the river. I laughed and said: That's not fun. The tricycle driver didn't dare to speak anymore.
Bian Jing leaned in my arms and said with a smile that I just like to talk nonsense
This is a tourist attraction with unique scenery. It is composed of several small rivers. The old-style buildings from the Ming Dynasty are arranged on both sides of the river bank. These houses have been renovated and all become shops.
The shop is a craft shop, a restaurant and a teahouse downstairs, and the shop is a hotel for tourists to stay
We walked along the bluestone road by the river, looking at the dazzling array of goods while walking forward
Some small wooden boats shuttled through the river, and tourists were sitting on the boat. The owners of the boat rowing were usually middle-aged women. They were wearing blue cloth slanted gowns and singing local songs.
Under the willow trees by the river, there is a set of ancient tables and chairs every few steps. Visitors can sit down and taste tea and rest.
The weather here is different from that in Beijing, the sun is very good, but it is not hot
We held hands and smiled at each other from time to time, and felt that it was still right.
Some couples and lovers are prone to quarrel when they go out because of their interest, but we are completely consistent. I didn't say it, and Bian Jing didn't mention it. We were not interested in what tourists were passionate about. We didn't take a boat or see the attractions, and we were wholeheartedly looking for a comfortable room.
We almost walked around the town, and it was not until the afternoon that we found the room we wanted. In fact, it was not much different from what we didn't like. It was also a two-story wooden building with handicrafts downstairs and accommodation upstairs.
The boss lady is a middle-aged woman, with a southern face, white skin, kind eyes, and gentle words when speaking
She took us upstairs, the stairs were small and narrow, and they were also made of wooden boards.
There are only four rooms upstairs, one of which faces south and is facing the river
The room is not large, with a row of old-fashioned wooden windows and floral curtains
A double bed is placed under the window, occupying most of the room. Outside the window are green weeping willows, and songs vaguely come from the river.
The most interesting thing is the bathroom. It has no door, only a piece of plastic cloth is hung, which is used as both a door and a shower curtain. The whole room is obviously prepared for couples.
I watched Bian Jing wait for her to make a decision. I planned to let her take charge of whatever she wanted, what to eat or live in.
I am quite confident in our tacit understanding and believe that we have the same meaning. As long as I like it, she will definitely win the choice.
Bian Jing was about to book the room, but I suddenly found that there was only a white fluorescent light in the room, so I asked the boss: Is there a desk lamp?
The boss asked in surprise: What do you want a desk lamp?
After asking, she will feel sorry for it and smile
We also smiled. My answer was already teasing the boss's wife. I said: We like it. When we said that, we hugged Bian Jing's waist, and we both looked at each other and smiled.
The boss smiled ambiguously and said, I'll help you find it. She thought about it, walked over and opened the window, shouted down in the local dialect, her voice was soft and crisp, we couldn't understand at all. Bian Jing listened and meant to ask her daughter downstairs if she had a lamp.
We stood beside the bed and heard a few women downstairs laughing. One of them asked what the desk lamp was for?
The boss lady said the customer liked it, and the laughter downstairs louder
After a while, a little girl replied below that she had a desk lamp that she could lend to customers.
The boss lady turned around and looked at us with a happy smile on her face, asking: Is it OK?
I said: Yes
The stairs rang up, and a petite little girl was holding a lamp in her hand
The boss lady took the desk lamp over, plugged the plug, and tried it. We looked at the warm light of the desk lamp, and let out a sigh of relief.
The boss lady went downstairs and we put our luggage in place. I put my hands around her and squeezed her against the wall. I asked: Baby, are you satisfied?
There is no sunshine outside the window, and there is only one last touch of the afterglow of the setting sun
In this house with wooden lattice windows, I kissed Bian Jing. The bed was covered with white sheets. The air conditioner was turned on. It was probably too old. It made a loud noise.
She gently pushed me away: Don't you go out for dinner?
I pressed against her and put her hand on my lower body: I want to do it with you
She laughed, she knew that I wanted to have sex with her. If she promised me, maybe we would never get out of this room again. She said: Let's go out for dinner first, wait until the evening
I didn't let her go, and I smiled and asked her how she was going tonight.
The light outside the house is getting weaker and weaker, and the light of the desk lamp is getting brighter and brighter. I looked at her and her face was full of flushing. She still retains a little shyness, but I think her shyness is different from before. The shyness now makes her more feminine
From the night when Bian Jing came back to now, I decided to get along well with Bian Jing. Everything is no longer important. What is important is that we are together, and we are open and upright.
I agreed to her that after going to the south this time, we immediately returned to Beijing to complete the procedures, that is, marry her
Lao Fan's words can be said to wake me up, making me feel that it is time to stop the lewd and inhumane life. He devoted himself to a girl and proved later that this was just a playboy's impulse.
Bian Jing and I were happily driving on the national highway
She got the courage that love and love gave her
She is fully aware of the matters of men and women
I promised to marry her, which made her very happy. A twenty-one woman, carrying a backpack, wearing a white T-shirt, and blue jeans, had delicate and shiny skin, and was filled with joy. The aura of her body was fading, as if every move was expressing her passion for me. It was a body language that only women who had understood sex had.
She was completely unconscious, and her every move would make people imagine. When she bent down, she put away her lower abdomen and squinted her eyes slightly when she smiled. No matter who she faced, she looked at or not, her eyes were shining with light.
At that time, she announced loudly: Marry me, be with me, and live your life
I was surprised every day when she was growing up, and by comparison, I remained the same
We are not like couples, one matures and the other is growing up, forming a natural intimacy, and seemingly an ideal couple
We drove along the national highway and faced south, in a picturesque place with green mountains and dense rivers, full of southern charm
As soon as we got out of the car, there were people who were recruiting guests to come up. I pulled Bian Jing and rushed out of the crowd. We laughed. Many of our hobbies were the same, such as walking.
We walked along the road and passed a bridge. The bridge was very long. Under the bridge was a silver-white river with a wide water surface. Some boats came and went.
We held hands, sometimes she held me, sometimes I hugged her, she kept talking nonstop, like a cheerful little bird
After walking like this, she became a little tired
Many human tricycles are waiting by the roadside, and the cars are modified and there are green cloth squids on the roof.
We took one of them, the coachman pulled them, and introduced the local scenery in half-baked Mandarin. He kept repeating that it was very fun here.
I suddenly asked: Is there a lady?
The tricycle driver turned around in surprise, looked at me, then looked at Bian Jing's face, and immediately replied: No! No!
He spoke too quickly and almost stepped on the car into the river. I laughed and said: That's not fun. The tricycle driver didn't dare to speak anymore.
Bian Jing leaned in my arms and said with a smile that I just like to talk nonsense
This is a tourist attraction with unique scenery. It is composed of several small rivers. The old-style buildings from the Ming Dynasty are arranged on both sides of the river bank. These houses have been renovated and all become shops.
The shop is a craft shop, a restaurant and a teahouse downstairs, and the shop is a hotel for tourists to stay
We walked along the bluestone road by the river, looking at the dazzling array of goods while walking forward
Some small wooden boats shuttled through the river, and tourists were sitting on the boat. The owners of the boat rowing were usually middle-aged women. They were wearing blue cloth slanted gowns and singing local songs.
Under the willow trees by the river, there is a set of ancient tables and chairs every few steps. Visitors can sit down and taste tea and rest.
The weather here is different from that in Beijing, the sun is very good, but it is not hot
We held hands and smiled at each other from time to time, and felt that it was still right.
Some couples and lovers are prone to quarrel when they go out because of their interest, but we are completely consistent. I didn't say it, and Bian Jing didn't mention it. We were not interested in what tourists were passionate about. We didn't take a boat or see the attractions, and we were wholeheartedly looking for a comfortable room.
We almost walked around the town, and it was not until the afternoon that we found the room we wanted. In fact, it was not much different from what we didn't like. It was also a two-story wooden building with handicrafts downstairs and accommodation upstairs.
The boss lady is a middle-aged woman, with a southern face, white skin, kind eyes, and gentle words when speaking
She took us upstairs, the stairs were small and narrow, and they were also made of wooden boards.
There are only four rooms upstairs, one of which faces south and is facing the river
The room is not large, with a row of old-fashioned wooden windows and floral curtains
A double bed is placed under the window, occupying most of the room. Outside the window are green weeping willows, and songs vaguely come from the river.
The most interesting thing is the bathroom. It has no door, only a piece of plastic cloth is hung, which is used as both a door and a shower curtain. The whole room is obviously prepared for couples.
I watched Bian Jing wait for her to make a decision. I planned to let her take charge of whatever she wanted, what to eat or live in.
I am quite confident in our tacit understanding and believe that we have the same meaning. As long as I like it, she will definitely win the choice.
Bian Jing was about to book the room, but I suddenly found that there was only a white fluorescent light in the room, so I asked the boss: Is there a desk lamp?
The boss asked in surprise: What do you want a desk lamp?
After asking, she will feel sorry for it and smile
We also smiled. My answer was already teasing the boss's wife. I said: We like it. When we said that, we hugged Bian Jing's waist, and we both looked at each other and smiled.
The boss smiled ambiguously and said, I'll help you find it. She thought about it, walked over and opened the window, shouted down in the local dialect, her voice was soft and crisp, we couldn't understand at all. Bian Jing listened and meant to ask her daughter downstairs if she had a lamp.
We stood beside the bed and heard a few women downstairs laughing. One of them asked what the desk lamp was for?
The boss lady said the customer liked it, and the laughter downstairs louder
After a while, a little girl replied below that she had a desk lamp that she could lend to customers.
The boss lady turned around and looked at us with a happy smile on her face, asking: Is it OK?
I said: Yes
The stairs rang up, and a petite little girl was holding a lamp in her hand
The boss lady took the desk lamp over, plugged the plug, and tried it. We looked at the warm light of the desk lamp, and let out a sigh of relief.
The boss lady went downstairs and we put our luggage in place. I put my hands around her and squeezed her against the wall. I asked: Baby, are you satisfied?
There is no sunshine outside the window, and there is only one last touch of the afterglow of the setting sun
In this house with wooden lattice windows, I kissed Bian Jing. The bed was covered with white sheets. The air conditioner was turned on. It was probably too old. It made a loud noise.
She gently pushed me away: Don't you go out for dinner?
I pressed against her and put her hand on my lower body: I want to do it with you
She laughed, she knew that I wanted to have sex with her. If she promised me, maybe we would never get out of this room again. She said: Let's go out for dinner first, wait until the evening
I didn't let her go, and I smiled and asked her how she was going tonight.
The light outside the house is getting weaker and weaker, and the light of the desk lamp is getting brighter and brighter. I looked at her and her face was full of flushing. She still retains a little shyness, but I think her shyness is different from before. The shyness now makes her more feminine
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