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Chapter 31 Happy Diary

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I was a little impulsive and excited. Looking at the jade man in my arms, I thought I should be content.

I moved my arms slightly, I wanted to see Fang Jing's face, I wanted to say what I had in my heart to her, Fang Jing raised her head, her delicate and shy face became more touching under the light, I opened my mouth to speak, she put a finger on my lips, don't say anything, don't say anything

Fang Jing stopped what I wanted to say

Why not let me say it?

I said gently

I know what you want to say, don't say anything, just say it's enough

I want to say...

Listen to me first, okay?

Fang Jing gently stroked my chest with one hand and said slowly: Zhao Bo, I am not a perfect person, I shouldn't have such feelings for you, I know I shouldn't be like this, but I can't stop myself. When I am most lonely and need help, it was you who gave me warmth, it was you who made me feel that my world is not that cold. You are a person worth relying on and trusting. Although my love for you is only a little bit, it makes me feel that my heart is not dead, and I still have hope.

But my heart can't bear new...new love. Actually, I still have that person, that devil. Even if he treats me like that, I still think that he will change his mind one day. I don't know what's wrong with me. If I don't hang on him anymore, I won't follow him, I won't think of revenge on him, I won't divorce him for a long time. He is my first love. He is really the first person to enter me. But he doesn't know. He doesn't believe that he is too selfish. Before I completely freed from him, I fell in love with you again. I am too selfish. I am really selfish.

I saw Fang Jing's eyes filled with tears and almost burst into tears.

Zhao Bo, I don’t deserve your love. I was drunk in my room that day. I was like you, but I was actually purposeful. I was discouraged at that time. It was you who warmed me, but I thought in my heart, thinking about finding someone to take my body, I need to find a balance in front of him, so that when I face him, I will not think about my own good, I can find an excuse to forgive him, and convince myself that you are not very selfish, and I have used you like this.

After saying that, Fang Jing, a few tears fell down. I reached out and gently wiped her clean.

Fang Jing continued: I thought that after that night, nothing would happen, and I could face him calmly again. Later, I looked for Jianhua several times, but in the end I was very selfish. Only after being hit by him did I think of you again, and the warmth you gave me that night, so that I would feel better. In the specialty store that day, even his lover wanted to hit me in front of him. I knew that I was probably not together with him, and slowly you became heavier and heavier in my heart.

Sorry, Zhao Bo is because I am too selfish. I am a little confused now. I am very conflicted. My heart cannot be completely handed over to you. But I give you my body. As long as you want, I give you sorry. Zhao Bo, don't be sad, don't feel sorry for me. I am a infatuated person. I just want to live a life of loving love with a man, but luck makes people mess with people. I am just a second-hand woman in the eyes of others. I can't let you hang on me like this. You have more beautiful things to pursue. My broken heart and broken body are not what you should love. I can fall in love with you, but your love cannot be placed here. Your former girlfriend. I will find a way to help you find her. If you are willing, I will do my best to let her return to you or, if you have any other person you love, I will help you.

The night is quiet, my heart is swelling

What Fang Jing said doesn't matter to me, I don't care at all, that will only make me love her more pity

I fell in love with you and didn't ask you to give me the same reward. I just hope that when I need it, you can comfort me.

Fang Jing looked at me affectionately

No, even so, I'm still very...

I became more and more excited, just want to tell her what I thought, I want to tell her that even if I do this, I still like her

But Fang Jing's little hand covered my mouth again and said: "Don't do this? Don't make me feel guilty, I will be very sad. We...we... shouldn't keep our current situation? I won't feel guilty, and I won't feel that I have defiled the sacredness in my heart. I will feel better. Don't say anything. If you say it, I will not be able to bear it. I will not be able to bear it. Please don't say it. Even if you want to say it, you must buried it in your heart. Let's talk about it later. If it really comes to that time, I will be willing to listen to it a thousand times, ten thousand times, and hear the end of the world. But now, don't say anything...

Fang Jing in her arms lowered her head, and my hand stroked her face. Tears couldn't stop flowing, very wet. I wiped it gently and tried to wipe the tears, but I couldn't finish it. My heart felt heart hurt again

This Fang Jing is such a lovely woman, so infatuated that she cannot accept a new love

I looked up and saw the stars in the sky shining lonely and lonely, and the night sky became very far away

I didn't know what to say, but I just hugged Fang Jing quietly. I don't know how long it took, Fang Jing's body moved for a moment, and she wanted to stand up.

Suddenly a pink box fell out of my arms and stuck on Fang Jing's exposed breasts. The box that was packed had been squeezed into one corner at some point. The shiny crystal rabbit was half exposed outside. Fang Jing picked up the box and looked at it. But she didn't ask anything. She helped me wrap the rabbit again, and then gently put it back in my pocket. She pressed it against the pocket through the clothes, making the box closer to my chest, and said: The gift is very beautiful, and girls will like it to go back and change the packaging.

Later, Fang Jing and I no longer care about Feng Jianhua's car.

I drove the car when I came back that night. Fang Jing was right next to me and turned her head to look at me from time to time. Her eyes seemed full of affection and a little sad. We didn't talk anymore. Until the car arrived downstairs, she and I got off the car. When we missed it, she hugged me again and refused to leave for a long time. When we had to part, I kissed her deeply. The body in my arms was very soft, so soft that it was a little unreal.

Some people say that there is an unbearable lightness in life, but in fact, love is the same!

Maybe Fang Jing just wanted to find a place to temporarily store her love, but she didn't have a free space to store new love, and I was the one she stored. If that's the case, then let me save it for her.

I woke up at noon the next day and was a little dazed

I didn't go to bed late last night. I was a little confused and confused about the sudden relationship. Especially Fang Jing's seemingly slightest words made me feel at a loss.

After entering the door, I took a shower, then smoked, took a can of Coke while surfing the Internet, turned on a few QQs and chatted randomly, and after a while, my undead mage was abused by a human thief in Nagran several times, and got off the line in depressedly, soaked two packs of fast food noodles, fryed two eggs, ate all of them, and then lay on the sofa watching TV, changed dozens of stations, found that there was nothing to watch, so I turned it off boredly

The room suddenly became dark. The light coming from outside the window was very cold. It looked very bright when shining on my face. The surroundings were silent. I suddenly felt lonely. I don’t know where this loneliness came from. It was obvious that I had lingered with Fang Jing a few hours ago, and I was also full of affection, but why did I feel lonely? I stared out the window blankly, and the wind blew in gently, and it was very cold.

I couldn't figure it out, but I guessed it. Later I came up with a possibility, of course it was just a possibility, that is, I should find someone to get married, I need me no longer the only one in the house

I kept reflecting on myself, and kept thinking about Fang Jing. I found that I regretted it for no reason, so why didn’t I know her earlier? Because no matter from any aspect, Fang Jing is the ideal partner I have always dreamed of. Whether it is her intelligence and ability, emotional infatuation, and enthusiasm and unrestrainedness in bed, once a woman has so many excellent qualities like her, it is impossible for a man who is in the net to escape.

Of course, except for her perverted husband who is obsessed with virginity.

I was bored and looked at the women I met

Xinran is undoubtedly the person closest to my house, but he left me. Sun Qian may be very willing, but I am confident that I am not a match for playing with her. When the high hat I put on was overwhelmed by the ceiling, I don’t know. As for Fang Jing, based on her unique rejection, she is not that person. Xu Youlan, I thought of Xu Youlan, I was moved, but that was far from love, Ziyue, I actually thought of Ziyue, I have known her for a few days, Shangguan Yunqing?

The distance between the moon in the sky, the distance between it

It seems that these are the root of my loneliness. It turns out that finding a partner is not a simple matter. Of course, some people are not as difficult as me.

Recently, a divorced British man, Bond, met a blonde beauty Alex in a bar in Alaska, USA. It took only seventeen hours to complete the journey from meeting to falling in love and getting married. Tell me how could they get together legally so quickly?

I was trying to find the fastest way to legally fuck a woman with me, but I couldn't find it

Generally speaking, I like reading books for things that I can’t think of. There is a golden house in the book, and maybe I can find the answer from the book.

Last night, I wanted to search books and hope to find the answer. Even if I can't find the answer, I hope to hypnotize myself by reading books and go to bed quickly due to the side effects of drowsiness.

However, in an inconspicuous corner of the bookcase, I found a notebook that looked like a book. I thought it was a book. I picked it up and looked at it and realized it was a notebook, to be precise, a diary, a diary that I had forgotten but had always existed. The diary was recorded from the time I met Xinran and I.

I felt calm and calm, so I opened my diary and started reading like a novel

Sunday, March 28, sunny

It finally cleared today after a month of rainy days

In the evening, I went to see a special performance of a newly established band in our school.

The first time I saw the band lead singer named Zhao Bo

When I and countless audiences in the audience were stunned by his talented performance, I couldn't help but sigh: How could such a chic and elegant person and such a touching singing make me meet tonight?

Thursday, April 1, sunny

April Fool's Day

The sisters in the dormitory went out to make fun of the boys, and I was the only one left.

The moonlight was projected in lightly, and I looked at the standby screen of my phone, a face blurred by the secret shot, over and over again

I must have a lingerie fetish or narcissism. I like to wear thin stockings in the dark, lace panties, silk bras lie quietly, feeling the slight tightness of stockings, and the feeling of being fit and bras being surrounded by a bra circle.

I lay on the bed, my flesh-colored stockings and feet gently rubbed each other, and waves of heat flow came up quickly, passing through the entire thigh and gathering at the root. The lower body expanded due to heat, and the slender fingers rubbed through the small amount of fabric. A sudden orgasm pierced the lower body, and a spasm contracted. The trickle of heat flow began to spread to the whole body from the lower abdomen. I gasped lightly, deeply trapped in the mud of orgasm. The center of the colorful world was a handsome and charming face.

Monday, April 5, sunny

Torment, torment

He has missed too many opportunities, and I decided not to wait for the fool to take the initiative to pay attention to me. I need an opportunity to know him

His classroom is downstairs in my classroom. After school, I stood in the corridor with an English book, and a thick book of Jane Eyre was placed on the railing. My eyes were staring at it. I saw him slowly walking out of the hole in the building. I saw the opportunity and pushed down the book on the railing. The book was like a bundle of Cupid's arrows and hit the fool's head hard. He covered his head and looked up. He saw me pretending to be screaming. His stunning expression rose in circles on his face, which was a little painful because of the pain.

He picked up the book, walked upstairs, handed it to me, and said: Can I lend this book to me?

His words made me feel that he was not as stupid as I thought, and there was a hint of pride that he had succeeded in his little tricks.

Friday, April 16, sunny

Recently, I have bought a lot of books, but I buy anything he hasn't read.

He will come to me to return the book in almost two days and then borrow another one.

The books he returned seemed to have never been turned over, without any creases. I don't know if he didn't read them at all, or if he loved them too much. Every time I talked about the wonderful parts of those books, he would listen silently and not express his opinions.

Tonight, it was my first date with him. In the woods of the school, we walked side by side, and my feet were a little tired. The stockings on my feet were wet and sweat. He was still walking. I turned around and wanted to tell him to take a break. When I turned around, I realized that my face was very close to him. Time stopped instantly. Only my breathing sounds with him. The moonlight shone on his face through the treetops. He kissed my lips. I wanted to refuse, but he hugged me and pushed me to a big tree. My whole body trembled like electric shock. His lips were wide, thick and soft, wrapped around my little mouth, as warm as his arms. My lower body was not stimulated by fingers, and a heat flow came out. Soon it became as wet and hot as if it were stockings.

April 30, Friday, it's cloudy and rainy these days, I had a premonition that something would happen. Every time I had a premonition, my heart beats constantly, trembling so hard that my palms were sweating. At night, he and I used dinner in a restaurant. Regardless of the flying light rain, he and I chased and fought in the square in the city center for a long time. Later, the rain became a little heavy. He took my hand and climbed into the bell tower of a church not far from the square. There was no one on it, only the wind was blowing, and the sound of the rain dripping. The scenery around was like an oil painting filtered by a filter. It was hazy and exquisite. He hugged me. His lips covered my little mouth that could not stop dodging but had nowhere to escape. His big hand crawled into the skirt on his chest, kneading.I felt two small dots getting hotter and hotter, and then they stood up. I was a little angry and wanted to open his hand. His hand left, but lifted up his skirt and touched me down his silky thighs. A friction sound with the sound of water began. My heart was beating violently, and blood flowed quickly. He took off my panties, stuffed them into the pants behind him randomly, lifted one of my legs, and the hard and huge thing was taken out in a hurry, inserted it, and pushed it to my back door incorrectly, and had to drill in. I pushed the thing back with annoyed force, and grabbed it and put it into the hot flash channel in front. The amazingly large organ made me feel a little swollen and painful."Ah, it hurts" I screamed, "Ah, it hurts", he slowed down, I was able to hang my head on his shoulders, the pain was replaced by the rising pleasure, the red and flushed sea of ​​lust instantly submerged me, I floated up and down, in the half-love and half-hate vision, a half-exposed lace panties were shaking on his slightly sticky butt, and it kept shaking like that for a night...

I thought I would be at ease and I would be indifferent, but I was wrong

From the diary, I didn't find any solution to my current loneliness

I couldn't finish reading the diary. I only read the previous part, and my heart was already very painful. The beautiful little things in the past are like thousands of needles at this time, piercing one after another into my heart, unable to resist and unable to stop.

I am asking for trouble. Is it because I am trying to be a humble person? My heart is harder or the knife of emotion is sharper? There is no doubt that the latter is invincible.

I finally understand that love can end, but it cannot be forgotten

Fang Jing's infatuation may have given her a deeper understanding of this

While rinsing my mouth, I experienced what I thought and felt after coming back last night. Looking at myself with dark circles in the mirror, I was thinking, if Xinran and Fang Jing appeared in front of me at the same time, could I still have to confess my love like I did last night in the park?

I cannot draw any definite answer to such assumptions, and for this I have come to another conclusion that any looking back is a mess, and only looking forward is a bright road