Wine is like this, so it is the good and evil of human nature.
From water and You, you are also sounding.
One is creation, which is created by good and bad luck.
In ancient times, Yi Di made wine wine, and Yu tasted it and it was beautiful. So?
Yidi.
Du Kang made sour wine.
It’s good to drink, and it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to
Wine can help you liven up.
From ancient times to the present, there must be wine for banquets, gatherings, celebrations, weddings and funerals.
As the saying goes: No drink can be happy.
Wine has always played an extremely important role in human history.
When the ancients worshipped the sky and ancestors, they had to put wine glasses and fill them all one by one.
I respect the heaven, because God protects it, the weather will be good.
Second, respect the earth, all things grow, and the grains are abundant.
The three respects to ghosts and gods, because they can get drunk, they will turn dizzy and become like as if they are ascending.
In the eyes of the ancients, it was their medium for understanding the heavens and the source of inspiration.
The more you drink, the more you enjoy it.
"The Eight Immortals in Drinking" says: You often love to escape Zen while drunk, and Li Bai's one fight with a hundred poems.
"Short Songs" says: Sighing with generosity, worrying will never be forgotten.How to relieve worries?Only Du Kang.
"Breaking the Formation" says: I look at the sword with a lamp while drunk, and dream of blowing the horns and camping.
The troops were divided into eight hundred miles, and the sounds of fifty strings were heard outside the border, and the soldiers were fired on the battlefield.
Without good wine, Li Taibai's: Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.I'm afraid I can't write it out.
Without good wine, how could Guan Gong, who killed Hua Xiong with warm wine, win over the princes?
The allusion of cooking wine with green plums should be less passionate.
Wu Song, who has no fine wine, has passed Jingyanggang sober, will he meet a tiger?
For most people, life without fine wine is really hard to bear.
Wine is indeed a good thing, but it should be moderate.As the saying goes: a small drink is pleasant, while a big drink is harmful to the body.
I get drunk, get brave, and get more trouble.
In the Battle of Guandu, if Chunyu Qiong had not been drunk, had missed a big deal, lost his Wuchao, and burned all the food and grass.
Yuan Shao would not be defeated so quickly, and he himself would not be cut off by Cao Cao's ears, noses, and fingers and was insulted.
How did Zhang Yide die?How did Zifan die?
Although Sun Jun left behind the allusion of using tea instead of wine, it is true that the country is ruined and that the country is destroyed.
I know drinking and drinking are wrong, but I know!
Why not remember!?
Why do I still drink so much?
My guilty eyes floated to the side and looked up and down, feeling mixed feelings in my heart.
At this moment, she had disappeared beside me, and replaced by a bulging blanket.
Even though it was covered with a blanket, her graceful figure was still clear and variable in my eyes.
It looks like a statue of veiling technique, which looks hazy but has a clear outline.
Obviously, the one who hides underneath is the woman who has been with me for a long time, the opposite sex who takes me into the adult world, my best friend, my classmates, my brother, and my goddess's mother.
And I, more than ten minutes ago, was leaning on her body, going in and out with all my strength, working hard, and doing it hard.
I can't even figure out how many times she and I have been here since last night.
I lost my memory.It's not a joke, it's really caused by alcohol.
Due to my personality, I have a problem with drinking and I don’t care about it.
I drink more, and I get more up. I drink more and make people brave. The one who is like me is talking about.
If someone is a little fanning the flames, I can do my best to say anything.
Dance on the roof of the car, brushing teeth with shoe polish, running naked, smashing the car, chasing the dog, and biting it. As long as you get drunk enough, you can find a building and jump down.
In fact, this is not a big problem. It’s just a matter of watching someone. It’s just a little trouble for people. At most, it’s a good review of bad wine.
However, the most serious point is perhaps due to my physical condition. I don’t remember anything when I drink, or at all.
In my understanding, the last second I was still at the wine table, talking and laughing, and drinking wildly.
And the next second, the song ended and the people dispersed, and things changed.
As if I have experienced time travel, my cognition is completely in a different timeline than my experience.
Commonly known as "drinks" are gone.
This is very fatal.
I don’t remember it if I drink too much and cause trouble to others.
Many ridiculous things are done in this state, and I feel embarrassed if I say too much.
But the current situation is not easy to solve by just trying to smooth things over and pretending to be stupid.
I drank too much last night and did nothing after waking up. It can still be explained clearly.
But after I woke up, I did it with her again, and it was still in a state of complete awakeness. How do I explain it now?
Sorry, aunt, I didn’t see clearly and mistakenly recognized you as your daughter.
It's too late!What have you been doing?
You know you have turned the car when it hits a wall; you know you have bought it when the stock goes up; you know you have repented when it makes a mistake; you have a big snot flowing into your mouth. You remember to throw Ah?
OK OK OK Teacher Huang, please rest for a while. Am I just thinking about a solution?
Or I'll give you eighty and you'll go to the next door to smash the wall?
Oh, what should I do?How to explain it?
I have the desire to die now.
Why didn't I take a look at it?
If I had paid more attention and careful, I would not have committed such a ridiculous thing...
By the way, so do you.
Why don’t you stop me in time?
If you say one more word, won’t I stop?
Well...wait...
I suddenly recalled the details just now.
Although I opened my head, when she woke up, I stopped my invasion in time, as for the latter...
If I remember correctly, it seems she took the initiative...
Wait, wait for Ah...
I'll think about it again...
Um!That's right, she took the initiative!
Without stopping or hesitation, I stepped forward and swallowed half of my penis.
Even when I teased her, she couldn't stand the loneliness and moved by herself!
By the way, what are you trying to do?
You don’t know what my relationship with Xiaoxiao is, why did you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms?
Are you impatient to find a stepfather for Xiaoxiao?
Or do you have this intention long ago, but you just didn’t take the opportunity to find it?
I couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
I know Xiaoxiao's situation.
She lost her father at a young age, and her mother felt sorry for her, afraid that she would suffer grievances after remarrying, and she has not remarried for so many years.
At the beginning, life was really hard. After all, the family was gone and my mother was in the laid-off wave again. The family was really poor.
A woman is weak, but a mother is strong. There is a child waiting to be fed under her knees. The mother can only grit her teeth, go in the wind and rain every day, go out early and come back late, and do the work of three people by one person.
However, Xiaoxiao is also good at learning since childhood, and she is smart enough to seize business opportunities when the Internet is on the rise and make a career at a young age.
Life is getting better now. A few years ago, my family has been demolished and divided into several houses.
I have been there when I moved, lifting furniture, putting on hands, etc., and I met Xiaoxiao's mother. It was also that time, and I have never seen each other again since then.
It is very appropriate to describe my relationship with her by one-sided fate.
Later, Xiaoxiao said that her mother stopped working since then and lived by collecting rent.
Usually, I have nothing to do, so I go to beauty, exercise, dance in the dance classroom, and live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
Unlike her mother, Xiaoxiao did not relax because her life improved, but her struggle had just begun.
The family's conditions have improved, but she probably is afraid of being poor and working harder than before.
Moreover, both academic and career are good. Not only did I pass the postgraduate entrance examination, but my business is getting bigger and bigger.
The mother and daughter have lived together for more than ten years, and they have survived the storms. They were originally harmonious and sweet, but they saw that the future was going well, but now they have such a confused thing.
How can I face Xiaoxiao in the future?
Headache.The head hurts very much.My heart is so chaotic that I feel guilty and regret it too late!
The bedroom was so quiet that even the needle fell to the ground was clearly heard.
After a while, leaning against the bed, I finally couldn't help but feel troubled. I covered my face and began to sigh.
Hiding under the blanket, she shivered when she heard the sound on my side, then carefully appeared and secretly looked at me with an intriguing look.
Well... She was careful to clear her throat in a different place.You... are you okay...
I turned around and looked at her in amazement.
She obviously panicked at the moment of looking at each other and hurriedly shrank her head back.
fine?Didn’t you ask this knowingly?
How could it be fine!?
If I'm fine, how could I be here?
If I were fine, how could you sleep next to me?
If I'm fine, what's the one we did just now?
Push-ups?Combined aerobic exercise for men and women?Concerto of the Great Harmony of Life?
Stop making trouble and recognize the reality.
From the moment I woke up, all possible tragedies have quietly bloomed in secret.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh and fell into deep thought again.
But where did the cause of this tragedy begin?
By the way, who did I drink with last night?
Even though I knew I couldn't drink, I had to feed me so much.
friend?It's unlikely, I haven't heard anything to celebrate recently.
relative?It is possible, but in my memory, no one has visited my family recently.
And, if I was drinking at home, how could I come here?
colleague?
Not sure, but it is not ruled out.
But it’s the holiday now, who will contact me during the holiday?
Also, why do I appear here instead of going home after drinking too much?
Who sent me here, and why did I go to bed with her?
I had no idea, my mind was filled with mud, everything was there, but I couldn't find the memory clips I remembered before and after drinking last night.
Think hard and think clearly about what I did yesterday.
I remember... I was running up at night yesterday...
Yes, that's right!
Run at night!
I have maintained this habit for more than two years. As long as it is not cloudy and rainy, I have to go out and run around after dinner.
I just walked along the street, ran for about ten kilometers, and then went home, and I would never turn into bars, nightclubs or so on the way.
Moreover, after running, I usually don’t drink. Even when I reach the wine table, I will try it briefly, with at most two bottles of beer.
But with my current physical condition, I infer that what I drank last night was definitely not beer.
The momentum is too great.
I feel a split headache, amnesia, severe dehydration in my body, and my eyes are so painful that I can't open it. These signs can only be achieved by high-value white wine or other distilled wine.
A little abnormal.
Personally, I am not a person who likes to drink because I know what kind of virtue I have drunk too much.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, if you can, don’t drink it.
Even if you drink, you must keep your nerves tight and explain them clearly to others in advance so as not to make a fool of yourself.
My friends also know where I live. I have sent me home smoothly before, but this time.
So, who sent me here?
Why did I come here?
Perhaps, I should ask her that as a client, she should know the causes and consequences of all this.
But, how to speak?
I turned my gaze secretly to the direction she was in, and I never thought about when she was secretly observing me when her head appeared from the blanket.
With eyes facing each other, she was obviously afraid, like a little rabbit who was only frightened, Ah!With a sound, he retracted back under the blanket.
Although she moved very quickly, I still noticed the embarrassment and shyness in her eyes.
Based on the various things she had just had with her, I guess she must know something.
Maybe the current atmosphere is too awkward and the mind is confused.
I don’t know what I thought, but although I mustered up the courage, I asked an extremely inappropriate sentence: When did you... wake up?
By the way, I regretted it after all. I was like a fool, asking such an incompetent question.
But the words have been said, and if you want to take them back, you will surely reach the sky.
Now that the initiative is in her hands, how will she reply?
Is it a smooth answer to the sound, adding bricks and tiles to the already awkward atmosphere, or is it like a mature adult, and using this as the source to keep the topic on with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
I can't help but look forward to it secretly, hoping that the next progress will develop in a good direction.
It’s a pity that things went against my wishes. It turns out that I’m thinking too much.
After a while of silence, she slowly lifted the blanket and showed half of her face.
I was fully focused on her every move.
She noticed my eyes, her eyes turned unnaturally to the side, and began to hesitate: Just... you... She said softly, her face suddenly turned red, and her already gentle voice was several decibels lower than when she opened her mouth. Just now... when she came in...
After saying that, she was silent.
Things didn't expect to go well.
I even suspected that she was teasing me, but I asked the first question after all.
I thought hard, trying to find other topics as a breakthrough.
Who would have thought that just as I spoke, she also spoke.
I've been yesterday
you
We looked at each other and turned our heads aside tacitly.
You talk first...
No, you first.
After making some polite decisions, she found that she couldn't persuade me, so she plucked up her courage, blushed, and asked hesitantly: Are you... hungry...?
It has been a long time since the last time I ate.
After she said this, I felt really hungry.
However, just as I was about to reply to her, my stomach was ahead of me and made an amazing noise.
Gubo Wave
She was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her eyes began to droop, her pair of peach blossom eyes bent into crescent moons, and she looked at me with a smile: I'll go cook...
After saying that, she put the blanket legs on her chest, compacted them, and sat up from the bed.
He turned around and his jade feet fell gently on the floor without making any sound.
She wanted to stand up, but the first time she failed. Halfway through, her legs weakened and she sat back.
Maybe it was because of embarrassment, or maybe it was because she noticed the meaning in my eyes, she lowered her head shyly and didn't see any movement for a long time.
After a while, she should have had enough rest. She adjusted her mindset, bit her teeth secretly, let out a depressing hum, exerted force on her legs, and stood up again.
I did stand up this time, but I didn't stand firm.
As she staggered, she grabbed the curtain beside her.
The curtain was under pressure and slid back with a rustling sound, her hands were unstable. She followed her panic, shaking left and right, like a clown on a rolling ball.
Just as I decided to come forward to help, she finally stood firm.
A false alarm.
But she didn't take any steps.
Because the blanket had already slipped off in the accident just now and was lying on the ground.
She lowered her head with a blushing face, her eyes locked on the blanket.
Under the dazzling day, a head of black and shiny hair shone with a stunning luster, scattered behind her until her buttocks were raised.
A few strands of curly hair hung around her skeleton's face, sweat shone on her straight nose, and her long eyelashes trembled gently.
The sun shone on her extremely beautiful body, and she stood there straight. On her flawless breasts, the two pink nipples exposed an amazing luster in the sun, swaying up and down with her rapid breathing. The amplitude was not very large, and it looked extremely attractive.
Her eye-catching body burst out with vigorous vitality in the warm sun approaching dusk, and I was completely stunned, feeling a breath in my chest and my throat was a little tight.
I think if I came forward to do something to her at this moment, based on my inference, she would not refuse.
The idea came up, but I didn't take action. There was something more important waiting for me now.
She hesitated on the spot for a while.
In the end, I gave up the blanket on the ground and didn't pick it up.
This means that she has to walk out of me naked.
I don't know what she thought, maybe it's because we already have the reality of being a husband and wife, or for other reasons.
Although, she still looked shy and didn't care too much about my aggressive gaze.
She only wrapped her hand around her chest to cover the pink spots.
Hold the wall with one hand and slowly move toward the outdoors.
The whole process was slow and difficult. She frowned and bit her lower lip lightly, as if she had just learned to walk, shaking her legs, as if she had no bones, and would fall at any time.
I looked at it in fear on the bed, and at the same time, I felt an inexplicable sense of pride in my heart, and the corners of my mouth began to rise uncontrollably.
She noticed my gaze, and her rosy face added a little more shame.
But even so, she still did not give up.
Finally, with a swaying, her graceful body turned around the corner and disappeared from my sight.
I woke up like a dream, sighed, withdrew my gaze, turned around and looked out the window. I wanted to let go of myself, but I was attracted by a little crystal clearness.
Beside the bed, on the wrinkled sheet, there was a sunken, a sunken that matched her fat buttocks.
That was what she left when she was about to get up.
And in the sunken center, a pool of translucent vaginal fluid was printed there.
The vaginal fluid in the sun is crystal clear, reflected in my pupils, and a charming glimmer flashes...
From water and You, you are also sounding.
One is creation, which is created by good and bad luck.
In ancient times, Yi Di made wine wine, and Yu tasted it and it was beautiful. So?
Yidi.
Du Kang made sour wine.
It’s good to drink, and it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to say it’s good to
Wine can help you liven up.
From ancient times to the present, there must be wine for banquets, gatherings, celebrations, weddings and funerals.
As the saying goes: No drink can be happy.
Wine has always played an extremely important role in human history.
When the ancients worshipped the sky and ancestors, they had to put wine glasses and fill them all one by one.
I respect the heaven, because God protects it, the weather will be good.
Second, respect the earth, all things grow, and the grains are abundant.
The three respects to ghosts and gods, because they can get drunk, they will turn dizzy and become like as if they are ascending.
In the eyes of the ancients, it was their medium for understanding the heavens and the source of inspiration.
The more you drink, the more you enjoy it.
"The Eight Immortals in Drinking" says: You often love to escape Zen while drunk, and Li Bai's one fight with a hundred poems.
"Short Songs" says: Sighing with generosity, worrying will never be forgotten.How to relieve worries?Only Du Kang.
"Breaking the Formation" says: I look at the sword with a lamp while drunk, and dream of blowing the horns and camping.
The troops were divided into eight hundred miles, and the sounds of fifty strings were heard outside the border, and the soldiers were fired on the battlefield.
Without good wine, Li Taibai's: Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.I'm afraid I can't write it out.
Without good wine, how could Guan Gong, who killed Hua Xiong with warm wine, win over the princes?
The allusion of cooking wine with green plums should be less passionate.
Wu Song, who has no fine wine, has passed Jingyanggang sober, will he meet a tiger?
For most people, life without fine wine is really hard to bear.
Wine is indeed a good thing, but it should be moderate.As the saying goes: a small drink is pleasant, while a big drink is harmful to the body.
I get drunk, get brave, and get more trouble.
In the Battle of Guandu, if Chunyu Qiong had not been drunk, had missed a big deal, lost his Wuchao, and burned all the food and grass.
Yuan Shao would not be defeated so quickly, and he himself would not be cut off by Cao Cao's ears, noses, and fingers and was insulted.
How did Zhang Yide die?How did Zifan die?
Although Sun Jun left behind the allusion of using tea instead of wine, it is true that the country is ruined and that the country is destroyed.
I know drinking and drinking are wrong, but I know!
Why not remember!?
Why do I still drink so much?
My guilty eyes floated to the side and looked up and down, feeling mixed feelings in my heart.
At this moment, she had disappeared beside me, and replaced by a bulging blanket.
Even though it was covered with a blanket, her graceful figure was still clear and variable in my eyes.
It looks like a statue of veiling technique, which looks hazy but has a clear outline.
Obviously, the one who hides underneath is the woman who has been with me for a long time, the opposite sex who takes me into the adult world, my best friend, my classmates, my brother, and my goddess's mother.
And I, more than ten minutes ago, was leaning on her body, going in and out with all my strength, working hard, and doing it hard.
I can't even figure out how many times she and I have been here since last night.
I lost my memory.It's not a joke, it's really caused by alcohol.
Due to my personality, I have a problem with drinking and I don’t care about it.
I drink more, and I get more up. I drink more and make people brave. The one who is like me is talking about.
If someone is a little fanning the flames, I can do my best to say anything.
Dance on the roof of the car, brushing teeth with shoe polish, running naked, smashing the car, chasing the dog, and biting it. As long as you get drunk enough, you can find a building and jump down.
In fact, this is not a big problem. It’s just a matter of watching someone. It’s just a little trouble for people. At most, it’s a good review of bad wine.
However, the most serious point is perhaps due to my physical condition. I don’t remember anything when I drink, or at all.
In my understanding, the last second I was still at the wine table, talking and laughing, and drinking wildly.
And the next second, the song ended and the people dispersed, and things changed.
As if I have experienced time travel, my cognition is completely in a different timeline than my experience.
Commonly known as "drinks" are gone.
This is very fatal.
I don’t remember it if I drink too much and cause trouble to others.
Many ridiculous things are done in this state, and I feel embarrassed if I say too much.
But the current situation is not easy to solve by just trying to smooth things over and pretending to be stupid.
I drank too much last night and did nothing after waking up. It can still be explained clearly.
But after I woke up, I did it with her again, and it was still in a state of complete awakeness. How do I explain it now?
Sorry, aunt, I didn’t see clearly and mistakenly recognized you as your daughter.
It's too late!What have you been doing?
You know you have turned the car when it hits a wall; you know you have bought it when the stock goes up; you know you have repented when it makes a mistake; you have a big snot flowing into your mouth. You remember to throw Ah?
OK OK OK Teacher Huang, please rest for a while. Am I just thinking about a solution?
Or I'll give you eighty and you'll go to the next door to smash the wall?
Oh, what should I do?How to explain it?
I have the desire to die now.
Why didn't I take a look at it?
If I had paid more attention and careful, I would not have committed such a ridiculous thing...
By the way, so do you.
Why don’t you stop me in time?
If you say one more word, won’t I stop?
Well...wait...
I suddenly recalled the details just now.
Although I opened my head, when she woke up, I stopped my invasion in time, as for the latter...
If I remember correctly, it seems she took the initiative...
Wait, wait for Ah...
I'll think about it again...
Um!That's right, she took the initiative!
Without stopping or hesitation, I stepped forward and swallowed half of my penis.
Even when I teased her, she couldn't stand the loneliness and moved by herself!
By the way, what are you trying to do?
You don’t know what my relationship with Xiaoxiao is, why did you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms?
Are you impatient to find a stepfather for Xiaoxiao?
Or do you have this intention long ago, but you just didn’t take the opportunity to find it?
I couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
I know Xiaoxiao's situation.
She lost her father at a young age, and her mother felt sorry for her, afraid that she would suffer grievances after remarrying, and she has not remarried for so many years.
At the beginning, life was really hard. After all, the family was gone and my mother was in the laid-off wave again. The family was really poor.
A woman is weak, but a mother is strong. There is a child waiting to be fed under her knees. The mother can only grit her teeth, go in the wind and rain every day, go out early and come back late, and do the work of three people by one person.
However, Xiaoxiao is also good at learning since childhood, and she is smart enough to seize business opportunities when the Internet is on the rise and make a career at a young age.
Life is getting better now. A few years ago, my family has been demolished and divided into several houses.
I have been there when I moved, lifting furniture, putting on hands, etc., and I met Xiaoxiao's mother. It was also that time, and I have never seen each other again since then.
It is very appropriate to describe my relationship with her by one-sided fate.
Later, Xiaoxiao said that her mother stopped working since then and lived by collecting rent.
Usually, I have nothing to do, so I go to beauty, exercise, dance in the dance classroom, and live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
Unlike her mother, Xiaoxiao did not relax because her life improved, but her struggle had just begun.
The family's conditions have improved, but she probably is afraid of being poor and working harder than before.
Moreover, both academic and career are good. Not only did I pass the postgraduate entrance examination, but my business is getting bigger and bigger.
The mother and daughter have lived together for more than ten years, and they have survived the storms. They were originally harmonious and sweet, but they saw that the future was going well, but now they have such a confused thing.
How can I face Xiaoxiao in the future?
Headache.The head hurts very much.My heart is so chaotic that I feel guilty and regret it too late!
The bedroom was so quiet that even the needle fell to the ground was clearly heard.
After a while, leaning against the bed, I finally couldn't help but feel troubled. I covered my face and began to sigh.
Hiding under the blanket, she shivered when she heard the sound on my side, then carefully appeared and secretly looked at me with an intriguing look.
Well... She was careful to clear her throat in a different place.You... are you okay...
I turned around and looked at her in amazement.
She obviously panicked at the moment of looking at each other and hurriedly shrank her head back.
fine?Didn’t you ask this knowingly?
How could it be fine!?
If I'm fine, how could I be here?
If I were fine, how could you sleep next to me?
If I'm fine, what's the one we did just now?
Push-ups?Combined aerobic exercise for men and women?Concerto of the Great Harmony of Life?
Stop making trouble and recognize the reality.
From the moment I woke up, all possible tragedies have quietly bloomed in secret.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh and fell into deep thought again.
But where did the cause of this tragedy begin?
By the way, who did I drink with last night?
Even though I knew I couldn't drink, I had to feed me so much.
friend?It's unlikely, I haven't heard anything to celebrate recently.
relative?It is possible, but in my memory, no one has visited my family recently.
And, if I was drinking at home, how could I come here?
colleague?
Not sure, but it is not ruled out.
But it’s the holiday now, who will contact me during the holiday?
Also, why do I appear here instead of going home after drinking too much?
Who sent me here, and why did I go to bed with her?
I had no idea, my mind was filled with mud, everything was there, but I couldn't find the memory clips I remembered before and after drinking last night.
Think hard and think clearly about what I did yesterday.
I remember... I was running up at night yesterday...
Yes, that's right!
Run at night!
I have maintained this habit for more than two years. As long as it is not cloudy and rainy, I have to go out and run around after dinner.
I just walked along the street, ran for about ten kilometers, and then went home, and I would never turn into bars, nightclubs or so on the way.
Moreover, after running, I usually don’t drink. Even when I reach the wine table, I will try it briefly, with at most two bottles of beer.
But with my current physical condition, I infer that what I drank last night was definitely not beer.
The momentum is too great.
I feel a split headache, amnesia, severe dehydration in my body, and my eyes are so painful that I can't open it. These signs can only be achieved by high-value white wine or other distilled wine.
A little abnormal.
Personally, I am not a person who likes to drink because I know what kind of virtue I have drunk too much.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, if you can, don’t drink it.
Even if you drink, you must keep your nerves tight and explain them clearly to others in advance so as not to make a fool of yourself.
My friends also know where I live. I have sent me home smoothly before, but this time.
So, who sent me here?
Why did I come here?
Perhaps, I should ask her that as a client, she should know the causes and consequences of all this.
But, how to speak?
I turned my gaze secretly to the direction she was in, and I never thought about when she was secretly observing me when her head appeared from the blanket.
With eyes facing each other, she was obviously afraid, like a little rabbit who was only frightened, Ah!With a sound, he retracted back under the blanket.
Although she moved very quickly, I still noticed the embarrassment and shyness in her eyes.
Based on the various things she had just had with her, I guess she must know something.
Maybe the current atmosphere is too awkward and the mind is confused.
I don’t know what I thought, but although I mustered up the courage, I asked an extremely inappropriate sentence: When did you... wake up?
By the way, I regretted it after all. I was like a fool, asking such an incompetent question.
But the words have been said, and if you want to take them back, you will surely reach the sky.
Now that the initiative is in her hands, how will she reply?
Is it a smooth answer to the sound, adding bricks and tiles to the already awkward atmosphere, or is it like a mature adult, and using this as the source to keep the topic on with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
I can't help but look forward to it secretly, hoping that the next progress will develop in a good direction.
It’s a pity that things went against my wishes. It turns out that I’m thinking too much.
After a while of silence, she slowly lifted the blanket and showed half of her face.
I was fully focused on her every move.
She noticed my eyes, her eyes turned unnaturally to the side, and began to hesitate: Just... you... She said softly, her face suddenly turned red, and her already gentle voice was several decibels lower than when she opened her mouth. Just now... when she came in...
After saying that, she was silent.
Things didn't expect to go well.
I even suspected that she was teasing me, but I asked the first question after all.
I thought hard, trying to find other topics as a breakthrough.
Who would have thought that just as I spoke, she also spoke.
I've been yesterday
you
We looked at each other and turned our heads aside tacitly.
You talk first...
No, you first.
After making some polite decisions, she found that she couldn't persuade me, so she plucked up her courage, blushed, and asked hesitantly: Are you... hungry...?
It has been a long time since the last time I ate.
After she said this, I felt really hungry.
However, just as I was about to reply to her, my stomach was ahead of me and made an amazing noise.
Gubo Wave
She was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her eyes began to droop, her pair of peach blossom eyes bent into crescent moons, and she looked at me with a smile: I'll go cook...
After saying that, she put the blanket legs on her chest, compacted them, and sat up from the bed.
He turned around and his jade feet fell gently on the floor without making any sound.
She wanted to stand up, but the first time she failed. Halfway through, her legs weakened and she sat back.
Maybe it was because of embarrassment, or maybe it was because she noticed the meaning in my eyes, she lowered her head shyly and didn't see any movement for a long time.
After a while, she should have had enough rest. She adjusted her mindset, bit her teeth secretly, let out a depressing hum, exerted force on her legs, and stood up again.
I did stand up this time, but I didn't stand firm.
As she staggered, she grabbed the curtain beside her.
The curtain was under pressure and slid back with a rustling sound, her hands were unstable. She followed her panic, shaking left and right, like a clown on a rolling ball.
Just as I decided to come forward to help, she finally stood firm.
A false alarm.
But she didn't take any steps.
Because the blanket had already slipped off in the accident just now and was lying on the ground.
She lowered her head with a blushing face, her eyes locked on the blanket.
Under the dazzling day, a head of black and shiny hair shone with a stunning luster, scattered behind her until her buttocks were raised.
A few strands of curly hair hung around her skeleton's face, sweat shone on her straight nose, and her long eyelashes trembled gently.
The sun shone on her extremely beautiful body, and she stood there straight. On her flawless breasts, the two pink nipples exposed an amazing luster in the sun, swaying up and down with her rapid breathing. The amplitude was not very large, and it looked extremely attractive.
Her eye-catching body burst out with vigorous vitality in the warm sun approaching dusk, and I was completely stunned, feeling a breath in my chest and my throat was a little tight.
I think if I came forward to do something to her at this moment, based on my inference, she would not refuse.
The idea came up, but I didn't take action. There was something more important waiting for me now.
She hesitated on the spot for a while.
In the end, I gave up the blanket on the ground and didn't pick it up.
This means that she has to walk out of me naked.
I don't know what she thought, maybe it's because we already have the reality of being a husband and wife, or for other reasons.
Although, she still looked shy and didn't care too much about my aggressive gaze.
She only wrapped her hand around her chest to cover the pink spots.
Hold the wall with one hand and slowly move toward the outdoors.
The whole process was slow and difficult. She frowned and bit her lower lip lightly, as if she had just learned to walk, shaking her legs, as if she had no bones, and would fall at any time.
I looked at it in fear on the bed, and at the same time, I felt an inexplicable sense of pride in my heart, and the corners of my mouth began to rise uncontrollably.
She noticed my gaze, and her rosy face added a little more shame.
But even so, she still did not give up.
Finally, with a swaying, her graceful body turned around the corner and disappeared from my sight.
I woke up like a dream, sighed, withdrew my gaze, turned around and looked out the window. I wanted to let go of myself, but I was attracted by a little crystal clearness.
Beside the bed, on the wrinkled sheet, there was a sunken, a sunken that matched her fat buttocks.
That was what she left when she was about to get up.
And in the sunken center, a pool of translucent vaginal fluid was printed there.
The vaginal fluid in the sun is crystal clear, reflected in my pupils, and a charming glimmer flashes...
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