The three women and a man in this temporary family seemed to have temporarily removed the mask they usually wore on the last day of the year, and inspired by the heat of high-end red wine, they showed their true colors.
Except for Zhu Hong still sitting in the original place, the three of Zi Hui Shangrong had already drunk it into a pile.
Zi Hui's body was almost collapsed on the man, while Xiaoya on the other side hugged one of the man's arms tightly in her arms and kept shaking it, her expression was like shaking her child.
Zhu Hong, opposite, leaned on the sofa, her plump breasts were undulating in her thin cashmere sweater, leaving only a thin gap in her eyes, looking at the three people on the other side as if they were painted and glued.
If it were normal, Zhu Hong might have been embarrassed to find a crack in the ground, but after drinking a lot of red wine, everything seemed to be hazy. At the same time, she felt that everything seemed to be a rehearsed program, and it should naturally be performed according to the scheduled program when the time comes. Since it is a show, everyone is a character in the plot. No matter what they do, it is due to the needs of the plot, and nothing is normal or not.
Thinking of this, Zhu Hong envied the three people on the other side, thinking that most of her life had passed. How could she play such a sweet role in the lengthy drama of life?
With a long sigh, Zhu Hong touched a cushion on the sofa, and her body tilted and fell on the sofa.
Shang Rong seemed drunk but not drunk, but she was more sober than the three women.
The woman opposite did not escape his eyes until the woman fell weakly on the sofa. Shang Rong knew that her mother-in-law's long-term heart had been awakened.
Brother... I want to drink... Feed me... Xiaoya continued to shake the man's arms, and the hot air flow from her mouth sprayed on the man's face with a sweet smell.
Shang Rong's pride was not mentioned. He looked at Zi Hui in his arms with a squinted look, and saw that she was motionless and seemed to be asleep, with only the faint fragrance emitted from her body floating in the air.
He picked up a wine glass in front of him, took a full mouth and turned to Xiaoya. The girl stared at the man's bulging mouth. For a moment, she didn't know what to do, and saw the man's mouth slowly moving towards his face. So she instinctively closed her eyes. When the two mouths touched each other, Xiaoya couldn't help but open her mouth, and felt a stream of thin stream flowing in warmly, and infinite love surged in her heart. She let out a few animal-like hums from her nose, obediently following the man's watering.
After a while, Xiaoya quickly mastered this game and enjoyed it so much that she turned around. She kept sucking red liquid from the wine glass, then pouted her little mouth high, closed her eyes waiting for the man to drink.
This wine seems to be more popular and intoxicating.
After a while, Xiaoya was also soft on Shangrong's shoulders like Zi Hui, and spit out a string of indescribable murmurs from her little mouth.
Drink...Brother...Feed Sister Zihui...Well...Feed Mom...Drinking...
Listening to Xiaoya's murmur, Shang Rong looked at the opposite side, and just one glance, a burst of heart shook.
Zhu Hong had turned over at some point, one leg on the sofa, the other leg drooped to the ground, the narrow skirt shrank to her buttocks, the plumpness wrapped in stockings was visible, the shining luster, the shadows formed in the folds clearly outlined the forty years of women's taboos and love and hatred for 40 years. Shang Rong even felt the heat radiation and saw the heavy scars on the wet petals in the Baicao Garden filled with water vapor.
At this moment, Shang Rong had a deep sense of guilt that he had fallen into a cursed desire and could not extricate himself.
Zi Hui and Xiaoya were indeed drunk, so drunk that they were unconscious.
Shang Rong fulfilled the promise she made before drinking, so he naturally had to be responsible for the three women to the end.
He sweated his back and sent Xiaoya and Zihui to the beds of their respective bedrooms. Because the evil fire in his heart was burning, he stripped both women naked. When he saw Xiaoya's charming lower body again, he suppressed the roar of the monster in his heart, picked up a lipstick from the dressing table, and wrote the four words "Shangfu Rongzhai" in the snow-white place. After writing it, he admired it for a while, imagining the girl's face when she saw these words when she woke up tomorrow morning, and showed a satisfied smile.
Then he frowned. If Zihui knew, wouldn't it be a pity for the other? So he came to Zihui's bedroom again, holding lipstick in his hand, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar place for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Qidong had been tossing here. He immediately gritted his teeth and wrote the words "Shang Rong Old House" there, and then covered her with a quilt.
Suddenly I remembered that there was someone on the sofa downstairs who was not responsible for the end.
So he became excited again and walked downstairs happily.
However, when facing Zhu Hong lying on the bed, Shang Rong found a hundred reasons for himself in his heart and even had the determination to go to hell, his hand that stretched out was still trembling.
His eyes naturally looked at the woman's face.
Zhu Hong seemed to be dreaming at this time, and it was a nightmare.Her eyelids twitched, her head twisted left and right on the pillow, and her mouth was wide open but she couldn't make a sound.
Shang Rong was surprised. He thought that his behavior caused the woman to react so fiercely. He quickly withdrew his clutch and called out in a low voice: Aunt... Aunt...
Zhu Hong stopped twisting, and her misty soul was called back by Shang Rong. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man who was bent down and looking at her. She was stunned for a while. She suddenly grabbed Shang Rong's arm with one hand, sat up and looked around, and said in a daze: Xiaoya... Where is Xiaoya... He is back... I want to go and see Xiaoya... As she said that, she moved her body to get out of bed.
Seeing that the woman had no logic in her speech, Shang Rong decided that the woman was still drunk, so she put her hands on the woman's waist and let her lean half against the head of the bed, and said in her mouth: Aunt, Xiaoya has already slept with Zihui. Aunt, who is back?
Zhu Hong seemed to wake up, let out a long breath, turned to look at Shang Rong, and couldn't feel that her upper body was leaning against the man's arms, while one of the man's arms was still holding her shoulders.
Xiao Shang, I was drunk and had a dream just now that I dreamed of Xiaoya’s father... That Qi Shundong is back...
As if he realized that he had made a mistake, Zhu Hong stopped him.
Shang Rong heard the three words Qi Shundong and suddenly woke up most of the time. Seeing that the woman stopped talking, how could she give up? Her arms couldn't help but hug the woman's shoulders tightly, letting her upper body be tightly attached to her arms, holding the woman's chin with one hand and lifting her head. Her cold eyes stared at the woman, almost shouting in a deep voice: Qi Shundong?What's wrong with him coming back... Tell me...
Except for Zhu Hong still sitting in the original place, the three of Zi Hui Shangrong had already drunk it into a pile.
Zi Hui's body was almost collapsed on the man, while Xiaoya on the other side hugged one of the man's arms tightly in her arms and kept shaking it, her expression was like shaking her child.
Zhu Hong, opposite, leaned on the sofa, her plump breasts were undulating in her thin cashmere sweater, leaving only a thin gap in her eyes, looking at the three people on the other side as if they were painted and glued.
If it were normal, Zhu Hong might have been embarrassed to find a crack in the ground, but after drinking a lot of red wine, everything seemed to be hazy. At the same time, she felt that everything seemed to be a rehearsed program, and it should naturally be performed according to the scheduled program when the time comes. Since it is a show, everyone is a character in the plot. No matter what they do, it is due to the needs of the plot, and nothing is normal or not.
Thinking of this, Zhu Hong envied the three people on the other side, thinking that most of her life had passed. How could she play such a sweet role in the lengthy drama of life?
With a long sigh, Zhu Hong touched a cushion on the sofa, and her body tilted and fell on the sofa.
Shang Rong seemed drunk but not drunk, but she was more sober than the three women.
The woman opposite did not escape his eyes until the woman fell weakly on the sofa. Shang Rong knew that her mother-in-law's long-term heart had been awakened.
Brother... I want to drink... Feed me... Xiaoya continued to shake the man's arms, and the hot air flow from her mouth sprayed on the man's face with a sweet smell.
Shang Rong's pride was not mentioned. He looked at Zi Hui in his arms with a squinted look, and saw that she was motionless and seemed to be asleep, with only the faint fragrance emitted from her body floating in the air.
He picked up a wine glass in front of him, took a full mouth and turned to Xiaoya. The girl stared at the man's bulging mouth. For a moment, she didn't know what to do, and saw the man's mouth slowly moving towards his face. So she instinctively closed her eyes. When the two mouths touched each other, Xiaoya couldn't help but open her mouth, and felt a stream of thin stream flowing in warmly, and infinite love surged in her heart. She let out a few animal-like hums from her nose, obediently following the man's watering.
After a while, Xiaoya quickly mastered this game and enjoyed it so much that she turned around. She kept sucking red liquid from the wine glass, then pouted her little mouth high, closed her eyes waiting for the man to drink.
This wine seems to be more popular and intoxicating.
After a while, Xiaoya was also soft on Shangrong's shoulders like Zi Hui, and spit out a string of indescribable murmurs from her little mouth.
Drink...Brother...Feed Sister Zihui...Well...Feed Mom...Drinking...
Listening to Xiaoya's murmur, Shang Rong looked at the opposite side, and just one glance, a burst of heart shook.
Zhu Hong had turned over at some point, one leg on the sofa, the other leg drooped to the ground, the narrow skirt shrank to her buttocks, the plumpness wrapped in stockings was visible, the shining luster, the shadows formed in the folds clearly outlined the forty years of women's taboos and love and hatred for 40 years. Shang Rong even felt the heat radiation and saw the heavy scars on the wet petals in the Baicao Garden filled with water vapor.
At this moment, Shang Rong had a deep sense of guilt that he had fallen into a cursed desire and could not extricate himself.
Zi Hui and Xiaoya were indeed drunk, so drunk that they were unconscious.
Shang Rong fulfilled the promise she made before drinking, so he naturally had to be responsible for the three women to the end.
He sweated his back and sent Xiaoya and Zihui to the beds of their respective bedrooms. Because the evil fire in his heart was burning, he stripped both women naked. When he saw Xiaoya's charming lower body again, he suppressed the roar of the monster in his heart, picked up a lipstick from the dressing table, and wrote the four words "Shangfu Rongzhai" in the snow-white place. After writing it, he admired it for a while, imagining the girl's face when she saw these words when she woke up tomorrow morning, and showed a satisfied smile.
Then he frowned. If Zihui knew, wouldn't it be a pity for the other? So he came to Zihui's bedroom again, holding lipstick in his hand, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar place for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Qidong had been tossing here. He immediately gritted his teeth and wrote the words "Shang Rong Old House" there, and then covered her with a quilt.
Suddenly I remembered that there was someone on the sofa downstairs who was not responsible for the end.
So he became excited again and walked downstairs happily.
However, when facing Zhu Hong lying on the bed, Shang Rong found a hundred reasons for himself in his heart and even had the determination to go to hell, his hand that stretched out was still trembling.
His eyes naturally looked at the woman's face.
Zhu Hong seemed to be dreaming at this time, and it was a nightmare.Her eyelids twitched, her head twisted left and right on the pillow, and her mouth was wide open but she couldn't make a sound.
Shang Rong was surprised. He thought that his behavior caused the woman to react so fiercely. He quickly withdrew his clutch and called out in a low voice: Aunt... Aunt...
Zhu Hong stopped twisting, and her misty soul was called back by Shang Rong. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man who was bent down and looking at her. She was stunned for a while. She suddenly grabbed Shang Rong's arm with one hand, sat up and looked around, and said in a daze: Xiaoya... Where is Xiaoya... He is back... I want to go and see Xiaoya... As she said that, she moved her body to get out of bed.
Seeing that the woman had no logic in her speech, Shang Rong decided that the woman was still drunk, so she put her hands on the woman's waist and let her lean half against the head of the bed, and said in her mouth: Aunt, Xiaoya has already slept with Zihui. Aunt, who is back?
Zhu Hong seemed to wake up, let out a long breath, turned to look at Shang Rong, and couldn't feel that her upper body was leaning against the man's arms, while one of the man's arms was still holding her shoulders.
Xiao Shang, I was drunk and had a dream just now that I dreamed of Xiaoya’s father... That Qi Shundong is back...
As if he realized that he had made a mistake, Zhu Hong stopped him.
Shang Rong heard the three words Qi Shundong and suddenly woke up most of the time. Seeing that the woman stopped talking, how could she give up? Her arms couldn't help but hug the woman's shoulders tightly, letting her upper body be tightly attached to her arms, holding the woman's chin with one hand and lifting her head. Her cold eyes stared at the woman, almost shouting in a deep voice: Qi Shundong?What's wrong with him coming back... Tell me...
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