When I woke up the next morning, there were two missed calls and an unread text message on the phone. I was shocked: Could it be that I overslept, right?
I quickly opened it and read it. The text message was sent by Rongrong last night, saying that she had arrived at her aunt's house and asked me to take care of her and come to me if I have time.
Both missed calls were from last night, one was called by Rongrong and the other was called by Xiner. I slept too much and didn't hear it.
I was very puzzled. It was ten o'clock now, so why didn't Ma Biao call me?
Isn't this too intriguing?
Even if I'm sleeping, I should have a call to come over!
I called Ma Biao in the quilt. Ma Biao said he was already on the way and was about to call me, so he asked me to wait at the train station.
I quickly got up and put on my clothes to wash, which made me feel a little comforted. It seemed that Ma Biao still remembered this!
I even had a joy that was hard to hide, humming softly while washing, as if the fatigue of the journey was gone.
Today is Tuesday, the weather is very clear, and the bright sunlight has already shot in from the glass windows at one end of the hotel corridor, hitting the corridor floor, glowing with a warm luster
While breathing the fresh and clean air in the morning, I thought: Today is a new beginning. Houma will be the place where I change my destiny. I will take root with my brothers and raise the sails of my ideals.
I remembered what Ma Biao said on the phone, "What hamburgers and foreign girls are you picking for you?" I couldn't help but feel distracted. Every day, wearing clean and straight high-end suits, entering and leaving the spacious and bright office building. When the lights are on, I swing my body in the bar or disco the flashing lights, while stroking the breasts and thighs of the charming young women with squint eyes. When I was drunk, I was on the bed and the blond and white girl with big breasts and big buttocks turned on the bed, licking the clean and plump flower room unique to Western women, with sparse curling golden pubic hair on it. The bright red pleats of the labia are comparable to the petals of daffodils, emitting a charming fragrance. Everything is as accurate as in European and American AVs, and all this will become a living reality in Houma.
When I walked out of the hotel with my travel bag, the boss kept saying welcome and joked that I should remember the matchmaker's ceremony I promised. I said I must remember it.
According to the agreed location, I waited on the flower table at the entrance of the train station for more than ten minutes. Ma Biao opened the door from the yellow taxi on time and crawled out. He was still so thin and tall, maybe a little thinner. He was 1.85 meters tall, and my height could only be level with his ears. However, the heaven was still fair. I had strong muscles on my body, not as thin as him, and much more handsome than his long horse face. The cheekbones on the horse face were raised and raised, and the face was sallow. The dark sockets in the glass glass were deeply sunken. There was a ridiculous nose that twitched with breathing. It seemed that his rhinitis had not improved, and his nose was swollen red by his fingers.
It's like the nose of an old and irritable alcoholic who has been addicted to alcohol all year round, and it's like the nose of a dirty child who keeps running in winter. At this moment, Ma Biao is taking out a large pile of wrinkled tissue from his pocket and wiping the snot flowing out of his nose.
Alas, my good friend, I don’t know how much torture I have suffered over the years!
I’m afraid the money you spend on buying tissues is a considerable amount of money over time!
He came alone, which disappointed me a little. I thought he and Lao Li came with Lao Li in Lao Li's beautiful Audi sedan, and there were two beautiful and sexy beauties in the car.
What disappointed me even more was that there was no sign of a white-collar worker on him. He was wearing a slightly white military green windbreaker that was washed, and he was slightly hunched with his back. If the wind was a little stronger, it might blow him down, not as arrogant as he imagined.
Although I was a little surprised, I thought about it: Maybe the day he was resting today, maybe he was so casual to make his old friends feel more friendly. He has always been a very casual and sloppy person, and in a strong and sharp contrast with his extremely talented and rigorous mind, he seemed a little out of place.
As soon as I saw him, I walked straight towards him and let my luggage stay on the flower table alone. I was so excited for four years. I haven't seen each other for four years. I didn't expect that we would meet again on the land in a foreign land
Ma Biao was also very enthusiastic. He held my hand and kept looking up and down, asking about his well-being. At that moment, I realized that meeting an old friend in a foreign land is indeed a great joy in life.
We kept getting hot, and the driver was impatient waiting behind, dada... Pressing the horn, Ma Biao's face turned embarrassed, slapped his brain, and quickly turned around to pay the fare. The driver cursed and drove the car out of the train station. Ma Biao was whispering while putting change into his wallet while pursing something. I caught a glimpse of a stack of bright red tickets in the wallet. The wallet was facing me slantedly, oh, this is showing off wealth. As long as I work hard, I will have so much money, maybe more than this
I seemed to see my burger with golden butter and fresh green, and my plump and charming foreign girl
I walked back to get my luggage and was about to get the heavy burden. When I just got up, Ma Biao rushed over and grabbed the luggage in my hand, saying, "I'll do it, and then threw the luggage on my shoulders to fight it."
This scene is so familiar, reminding me of the days we were together that year. He always took good care of us and always rushed to take on heavy things.
He is now an employee of a decent company and does not have any so-called face at all. For a moment, I was moved and I saw the young and frivolous old horse with a clean smile.
I walked to his side and left the train station. He was too thin. His long spine was even more bent due to his luggage. He walked deep and shallowly
Seeing him struggling so hard, I said to him with a little embarrassedly: I'll do it!
It's okay, you're so tired, I can do it!
Ma Biao straightened his waist to prove that he could really do it
Let's find a place to eat first. What do you like to eat? He asked me with his head tilted, and his luggage pressed his neck tilted.
Anyway, do you know what I like to eat? Just have to have chili peppers. I said, I emphasized chili peppers.
Well, there is a hotel in Wuhan at the intersection of the street. Where can we eat!
He said, "Take me across the zebra crossing to the opposite side. I don't know if Wuhan is also spicy. I thought he would say Sichuan Hotel or Chongqing Hot Pot."
When I arrived at the entrance of the hotel, I saw this hotel in Wuhan, which was a very ordinary street shop, but the owner of the hotel was very enthusiastic and seemed to be very familiar with Ma Biao. It seemed that Ma Biao should be a regular visitor here, which made me feel a little disappointed.
Please come from the two guests!
The hotel always says this
Ma Biao ignored him and walked straight up the second floor, which made him feel very strange: Why do you have to go to the second floor? Aren’t there many empty seats on the first floor?
A girl stood at the entrance of the building to greet us, and took off Ma Biao's luggage on her shoulder with difficulty, while greeting me with a smile. She showed her neat and white teeth and pink gums when she smiled.
When I got to the room, I realized that it was very quiet, similar to the sound of traffic outside the private room and the noise of guests below were blocked by a light green translucent plastic curtain.
While helping the girl put her luggage in the room, Ma Biao complained to her: This guy is like moving!
The girl warmly greeted me to sit down at the round table in the middle of the room, while Ma Biao hurriedly went downstairs to order food. The only one left in the room was me and the girl.
Ma Biao was really careless, and he didn't introduce it. He was very bored for a while
My name is Peng Yu, what are your name? I asked him carefully
I know, I heard from Brother Biao, my name is Jinlian
She still had a constant smile on her face. She looked surprised when she grew up and said nothing. She giggled and said: It's not Pan Jinlian! My surname is Jin and my name is Lian. Just call me Xiaolian.
I also laughed. She seemed to have a mind reading technique and knew what I was thinking?
Compared to calling her Xiaolian, I like to call her Jinlian. I have watched "Jin Ping Mei". Pan Jinlian is not a bad person, she is just a woman seduced by a devil. I don't hate Pan Jinlian's debauchery, and she has more tolerance and pity for her.
Where are you? I heard her accent is a bit like that of my hometown
I'm from Yunnan, do you know "Honghe"? She stretched out her hand and tied her long hair on the back of her head. She shook it a few times, and her small breasts were shaking bulgingly.
Oh, no wonder, Honghe, I know, there is a kind of smoke called "Honghe". I am Gui... I quickly turned my eyes staring at her chest and said
From Guizhou, Brother Biao is from the same place, and he told me too
Jinlian took my words and said slowly
This girl knows me well. What is her relationship with Ma Biao?
Could it be Brother Biao’s girlfriend?
It's never mentioned on the phone
I was speechless for a moment. While thinking about the relationship between the girl opposite and Ma Biao, I looked at her and looked at her. She looked very young, but she was only in her early twenties and was of medium height.
When I came upstairs just now, I checked it. It was about 1.6 meters. Because of the high heels on my feet, I looked very slim. The wheat-colored skin was vaguely left with the fragrance of the sun brought by the Yunnan Plateau. It was completely different from the fair skin of Chongqing women. It had a unique taste, which reminded people of the light ochre color of wheat in the barn after autumn harvest.
A very cute oval face with a slightly pointed chin and a youthful vitality all over the body
Her big black and charming eyes were very eye-catching, not at all like the eyes with beautiful contact lenses, which were dark and shimmering.
She sat opposite me, and couldn't find anything to break the silence for a moment. She had a smile on her face, her thick lips were tightly closed, and her life book said that women with thick lips were all passionate and strong. She looked at me with rare warm and strong eyes.
Maybe she was not looking at me, but looking at something behind me
Her outfit is very ordinary, not like a white-collar woman at all. She probably is not a colleague of Ma Biao. She seems to have worked in a clothing store. It is rare to be able to wear ordinary clothes so well.
A black tight thin cardigan, a red vest on the outside, and a light blue water-milled pencil jeans made her legs look slender and curved. A pair of beige high-heeled sandals tightly wrapped the slightly white and delicate soles inside, stretching and shaking under the table, like a gesture of greeting me
The wool sweater was wrapped tightly around her body, her figure became slimmer, her delicate breasts became more and more firm, and her plump and seductive buttocks wrapped in jeans were sitting upright on the chair at this moment.
Long hair draped over her shoulders, glowing with a honey-yellow color (it seems to be dyed like this, it can be seen that she used to be black), which sets off her beautiful and charming light wheat-colored face and is healthier.
It’s really a blessing to Ma Biao be able to hook up with such a girl like that!
However, through the observation that they put their luggage just now, it can be seen that the girl and Ma Biao are not very close, and they are more like ordinary colleagues. But why is it her instead of Lao Li and Lao Li to pick me up?
What kind of subtle connection is there between this?
This careless Ma Biao!
I won't reveal it to me in advance, it will make me think hard
I quickly opened it and read it. The text message was sent by Rongrong last night, saying that she had arrived at her aunt's house and asked me to take care of her and come to me if I have time.
Both missed calls were from last night, one was called by Rongrong and the other was called by Xiner. I slept too much and didn't hear it.
I was very puzzled. It was ten o'clock now, so why didn't Ma Biao call me?
Isn't this too intriguing?
Even if I'm sleeping, I should have a call to come over!
I called Ma Biao in the quilt. Ma Biao said he was already on the way and was about to call me, so he asked me to wait at the train station.
I quickly got up and put on my clothes to wash, which made me feel a little comforted. It seemed that Ma Biao still remembered this!
I even had a joy that was hard to hide, humming softly while washing, as if the fatigue of the journey was gone.
Today is Tuesday, the weather is very clear, and the bright sunlight has already shot in from the glass windows at one end of the hotel corridor, hitting the corridor floor, glowing with a warm luster
While breathing the fresh and clean air in the morning, I thought: Today is a new beginning. Houma will be the place where I change my destiny. I will take root with my brothers and raise the sails of my ideals.
I remembered what Ma Biao said on the phone, "What hamburgers and foreign girls are you picking for you?" I couldn't help but feel distracted. Every day, wearing clean and straight high-end suits, entering and leaving the spacious and bright office building. When the lights are on, I swing my body in the bar or disco the flashing lights, while stroking the breasts and thighs of the charming young women with squint eyes. When I was drunk, I was on the bed and the blond and white girl with big breasts and big buttocks turned on the bed, licking the clean and plump flower room unique to Western women, with sparse curling golden pubic hair on it. The bright red pleats of the labia are comparable to the petals of daffodils, emitting a charming fragrance. Everything is as accurate as in European and American AVs, and all this will become a living reality in Houma.
When I walked out of the hotel with my travel bag, the boss kept saying welcome and joked that I should remember the matchmaker's ceremony I promised. I said I must remember it.
According to the agreed location, I waited on the flower table at the entrance of the train station for more than ten minutes. Ma Biao opened the door from the yellow taxi on time and crawled out. He was still so thin and tall, maybe a little thinner. He was 1.85 meters tall, and my height could only be level with his ears. However, the heaven was still fair. I had strong muscles on my body, not as thin as him, and much more handsome than his long horse face. The cheekbones on the horse face were raised and raised, and the face was sallow. The dark sockets in the glass glass were deeply sunken. There was a ridiculous nose that twitched with breathing. It seemed that his rhinitis had not improved, and his nose was swollen red by his fingers.
It's like the nose of an old and irritable alcoholic who has been addicted to alcohol all year round, and it's like the nose of a dirty child who keeps running in winter. At this moment, Ma Biao is taking out a large pile of wrinkled tissue from his pocket and wiping the snot flowing out of his nose.
Alas, my good friend, I don’t know how much torture I have suffered over the years!
I’m afraid the money you spend on buying tissues is a considerable amount of money over time!
He came alone, which disappointed me a little. I thought he and Lao Li came with Lao Li in Lao Li's beautiful Audi sedan, and there were two beautiful and sexy beauties in the car.
What disappointed me even more was that there was no sign of a white-collar worker on him. He was wearing a slightly white military green windbreaker that was washed, and he was slightly hunched with his back. If the wind was a little stronger, it might blow him down, not as arrogant as he imagined.
Although I was a little surprised, I thought about it: Maybe the day he was resting today, maybe he was so casual to make his old friends feel more friendly. He has always been a very casual and sloppy person, and in a strong and sharp contrast with his extremely talented and rigorous mind, he seemed a little out of place.
As soon as I saw him, I walked straight towards him and let my luggage stay on the flower table alone. I was so excited for four years. I haven't seen each other for four years. I didn't expect that we would meet again on the land in a foreign land
Ma Biao was also very enthusiastic. He held my hand and kept looking up and down, asking about his well-being. At that moment, I realized that meeting an old friend in a foreign land is indeed a great joy in life.
We kept getting hot, and the driver was impatient waiting behind, dada... Pressing the horn, Ma Biao's face turned embarrassed, slapped his brain, and quickly turned around to pay the fare. The driver cursed and drove the car out of the train station. Ma Biao was whispering while putting change into his wallet while pursing something. I caught a glimpse of a stack of bright red tickets in the wallet. The wallet was facing me slantedly, oh, this is showing off wealth. As long as I work hard, I will have so much money, maybe more than this
I seemed to see my burger with golden butter and fresh green, and my plump and charming foreign girl
I walked back to get my luggage and was about to get the heavy burden. When I just got up, Ma Biao rushed over and grabbed the luggage in my hand, saying, "I'll do it, and then threw the luggage on my shoulders to fight it."
This scene is so familiar, reminding me of the days we were together that year. He always took good care of us and always rushed to take on heavy things.
He is now an employee of a decent company and does not have any so-called face at all. For a moment, I was moved and I saw the young and frivolous old horse with a clean smile.
I walked to his side and left the train station. He was too thin. His long spine was even more bent due to his luggage. He walked deep and shallowly
Seeing him struggling so hard, I said to him with a little embarrassedly: I'll do it!
It's okay, you're so tired, I can do it!
Ma Biao straightened his waist to prove that he could really do it
Let's find a place to eat first. What do you like to eat? He asked me with his head tilted, and his luggage pressed his neck tilted.
Anyway, do you know what I like to eat? Just have to have chili peppers. I said, I emphasized chili peppers.
Well, there is a hotel in Wuhan at the intersection of the street. Where can we eat!
He said, "Take me across the zebra crossing to the opposite side. I don't know if Wuhan is also spicy. I thought he would say Sichuan Hotel or Chongqing Hot Pot."
When I arrived at the entrance of the hotel, I saw this hotel in Wuhan, which was a very ordinary street shop, but the owner of the hotel was very enthusiastic and seemed to be very familiar with Ma Biao. It seemed that Ma Biao should be a regular visitor here, which made me feel a little disappointed.
Please come from the two guests!
The hotel always says this
Ma Biao ignored him and walked straight up the second floor, which made him feel very strange: Why do you have to go to the second floor? Aren’t there many empty seats on the first floor?
A girl stood at the entrance of the building to greet us, and took off Ma Biao's luggage on her shoulder with difficulty, while greeting me with a smile. She showed her neat and white teeth and pink gums when she smiled.
When I got to the room, I realized that it was very quiet, similar to the sound of traffic outside the private room and the noise of guests below were blocked by a light green translucent plastic curtain.
While helping the girl put her luggage in the room, Ma Biao complained to her: This guy is like moving!
The girl warmly greeted me to sit down at the round table in the middle of the room, while Ma Biao hurriedly went downstairs to order food. The only one left in the room was me and the girl.
Ma Biao was really careless, and he didn't introduce it. He was very bored for a while
My name is Peng Yu, what are your name? I asked him carefully
I know, I heard from Brother Biao, my name is Jinlian
She still had a constant smile on her face. She looked surprised when she grew up and said nothing. She giggled and said: It's not Pan Jinlian! My surname is Jin and my name is Lian. Just call me Xiaolian.
I also laughed. She seemed to have a mind reading technique and knew what I was thinking?
Compared to calling her Xiaolian, I like to call her Jinlian. I have watched "Jin Ping Mei". Pan Jinlian is not a bad person, she is just a woman seduced by a devil. I don't hate Pan Jinlian's debauchery, and she has more tolerance and pity for her.
Where are you? I heard her accent is a bit like that of my hometown
I'm from Yunnan, do you know "Honghe"? She stretched out her hand and tied her long hair on the back of her head. She shook it a few times, and her small breasts were shaking bulgingly.
Oh, no wonder, Honghe, I know, there is a kind of smoke called "Honghe". I am Gui... I quickly turned my eyes staring at her chest and said
From Guizhou, Brother Biao is from the same place, and he told me too
Jinlian took my words and said slowly
This girl knows me well. What is her relationship with Ma Biao?
Could it be Brother Biao’s girlfriend?
It's never mentioned on the phone
I was speechless for a moment. While thinking about the relationship between the girl opposite and Ma Biao, I looked at her and looked at her. She looked very young, but she was only in her early twenties and was of medium height.
When I came upstairs just now, I checked it. It was about 1.6 meters. Because of the high heels on my feet, I looked very slim. The wheat-colored skin was vaguely left with the fragrance of the sun brought by the Yunnan Plateau. It was completely different from the fair skin of Chongqing women. It had a unique taste, which reminded people of the light ochre color of wheat in the barn after autumn harvest.
A very cute oval face with a slightly pointed chin and a youthful vitality all over the body
Her big black and charming eyes were very eye-catching, not at all like the eyes with beautiful contact lenses, which were dark and shimmering.
She sat opposite me, and couldn't find anything to break the silence for a moment. She had a smile on her face, her thick lips were tightly closed, and her life book said that women with thick lips were all passionate and strong. She looked at me with rare warm and strong eyes.
Maybe she was not looking at me, but looking at something behind me
Her outfit is very ordinary, not like a white-collar woman at all. She probably is not a colleague of Ma Biao. She seems to have worked in a clothing store. It is rare to be able to wear ordinary clothes so well.
A black tight thin cardigan, a red vest on the outside, and a light blue water-milled pencil jeans made her legs look slender and curved. A pair of beige high-heeled sandals tightly wrapped the slightly white and delicate soles inside, stretching and shaking under the table, like a gesture of greeting me
The wool sweater was wrapped tightly around her body, her figure became slimmer, her delicate breasts became more and more firm, and her plump and seductive buttocks wrapped in jeans were sitting upright on the chair at this moment.
Long hair draped over her shoulders, glowing with a honey-yellow color (it seems to be dyed like this, it can be seen that she used to be black), which sets off her beautiful and charming light wheat-colored face and is healthier.
It’s really a blessing to Ma Biao be able to hook up with such a girl like that!
However, through the observation that they put their luggage just now, it can be seen that the girl and Ma Biao are not very close, and they are more like ordinary colleagues. But why is it her instead of Lao Li and Lao Li to pick me up?
What kind of subtle connection is there between this?
This careless Ma Biao!
I won't reveal it to me in advance, it will make me think hard
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