Song Juan and I were walking romantically on the lawn of the football field. Song Juan was so sweet that she couldn't find the feeling of being in North. She lowered her head embarrassedly, looking like a girl who had never seen the world before. The original graceful and generous city girl's free spirit suddenly disappeared, but just when I was about to pull Song Juan's hand, Song Juan suddenly raised her head and asked me a question Zhang Xiaolong, and the pleasure was filled in instantly what does this poem mean?
I almost collapsed at that time. Song Juan asked this question too suddenly. I was not mentally prepared. However, my reaction was still fast enough at that time. In fact, the meaning of this poem is to say that any woman will go through that state and that stage. Only after going through that state and that stage can she be considered a real woman, otherwise she would be just a girl!
Song Juan seemed even more confused about what state and stage it was and what stage it was. Zhang Xiaolong, I really don’t understand it very much!
Well, then I really said it directly, it was you who forced me to say Ah, I really said...
Song Juan lowered her head and said nothing, and I knew that Song Juan's silence at this time was a silent encouragement to me. I quickly swallowed a few saliva. Actually, sex occupies a very important position in a person's life. Sex is the core bond of mutual attraction between men and women, and it is also the eternal preservative for love. A woman can only be considered a real woman after experiencing the baptism of sex. A man can only be considered a real woman if he has withstood the test of women. The meaning of my poem is that, don't regard sex as so dirty or so dirty, it is actually very beautiful!
Song Juan's face turned red like two beautiful peach blossoms, lowering her head without saying a word. At this time, we happened to walk to a relatively remote corner of the football field. When I saw that there was no one around, I suddenly grabbed Song Juan's hand. Song Juan didn't even want to struggle at that time, and let me hold her soft, weak and boneless cute hand. My heart was so excited that my heart kept pounding. According to my usual tactics in the past, I should have kissed Song Juan to mouth and bit her tongue and touched her breasts, but the problem is that the squad leader Song Juan is a flawless and cute lady in my mind. I shouldn't have one.Feng Chengcheng, the beautiful goddess in the man's mind, just fucked so hasty. I should act like Xu Wenqiang, like a gentleman, polite, at most, hold a hand, hold a cigarette in my mouth, and a snow-white towel around my neck. In the snowy wilderness, Feng Chengcheng held a black umbrella for me. That kind of atmosphere was what I longed for, instead of just reaching out to touch the big breasts on Song Juan who looks like Feng Chengcheng and kissing her lips. I was full of such a purer tenderness in my heart at that time, but Song Juan's next question directly hit me into the eighteenth level of hell, what is the thing on your man?
Fuck, I heard it right, is it because there is something wrong with my ear? It shouldn't be Ah? I didn't drink Ah today. My listening skills have never been a problem. Even if a mosquito buzzes in my ear, I can tell whether it is male or female. What does that thing on your man look like!
This sentence clearly penetrated into my ears, making me feel dizzy, and my eyes were temporarily pitch black. Is this really coming from the squad leader Song Juan? Am I not dreaming!
I twisted the flesh on my thighs hard with my hands. Damn, the pain made my teeth itch. This is not a fucking dream. I shook my head, coughed twice, refreshed my energy, and then said something natural and natural to Song Juan!
If you want to know what happens next, let’s continue to decompose tomorrow!
I almost collapsed at that time. Song Juan asked this question too suddenly. I was not mentally prepared. However, my reaction was still fast enough at that time. In fact, the meaning of this poem is to say that any woman will go through that state and that stage. Only after going through that state and that stage can she be considered a real woman, otherwise she would be just a girl!
Song Juan seemed even more confused about what state and stage it was and what stage it was. Zhang Xiaolong, I really don’t understand it very much!
Well, then I really said it directly, it was you who forced me to say Ah, I really said...
Song Juan lowered her head and said nothing, and I knew that Song Juan's silence at this time was a silent encouragement to me. I quickly swallowed a few saliva. Actually, sex occupies a very important position in a person's life. Sex is the core bond of mutual attraction between men and women, and it is also the eternal preservative for love. A woman can only be considered a real woman after experiencing the baptism of sex. A man can only be considered a real woman if he has withstood the test of women. The meaning of my poem is that, don't regard sex as so dirty or so dirty, it is actually very beautiful!
Song Juan's face turned red like two beautiful peach blossoms, lowering her head without saying a word. At this time, we happened to walk to a relatively remote corner of the football field. When I saw that there was no one around, I suddenly grabbed Song Juan's hand. Song Juan didn't even want to struggle at that time, and let me hold her soft, weak and boneless cute hand. My heart was so excited that my heart kept pounding. According to my usual tactics in the past, I should have kissed Song Juan to mouth and bit her tongue and touched her breasts, but the problem is that the squad leader Song Juan is a flawless and cute lady in my mind. I shouldn't have one.Feng Chengcheng, the beautiful goddess in the man's mind, just fucked so hasty. I should act like Xu Wenqiang, like a gentleman, polite, at most, hold a hand, hold a cigarette in my mouth, and a snow-white towel around my neck. In the snowy wilderness, Feng Chengcheng held a black umbrella for me. That kind of atmosphere was what I longed for, instead of just reaching out to touch the big breasts on Song Juan who looks like Feng Chengcheng and kissing her lips. I was full of such a purer tenderness in my heart at that time, but Song Juan's next question directly hit me into the eighteenth level of hell, what is the thing on your man?
Fuck, I heard it right, is it because there is something wrong with my ear? It shouldn't be Ah? I didn't drink Ah today. My listening skills have never been a problem. Even if a mosquito buzzes in my ear, I can tell whether it is male or female. What does that thing on your man look like!
This sentence clearly penetrated into my ears, making me feel dizzy, and my eyes were temporarily pitch black. Is this really coming from the squad leader Song Juan? Am I not dreaming!
I twisted the flesh on my thighs hard with my hands. Damn, the pain made my teeth itch. This is not a fucking dream. I shook my head, coughed twice, refreshed my energy, and then said something natural and natural to Song Juan!
If you want to know what happens next, let’s continue to decompose tomorrow!