I let myself walk on the stairs of my house and I wondered, how could I explain to Qiao Jing about the activity tonight after I got home?
If you say it straight, after all, what's going on today is not so impressive.
To make up a lie, it has to be reasonable
Of course, Qiao Jing might have been sleeping misty, so she wouldn't ask anything, and she would quietly fall on the bed with her and she would fall on the bed without realizing it. That would be the best
But if she... thinks of this, she arrives in front of her own door and is about to open the door with the key. She hears the sound of music in the room. It is late at night and the sound is very clear, as if Qiao Jing is watching TV
no!
I can't go home in a hurry. If Qiao Jing discovers any flaws, there must be a fierce battle. Wouldn't that destroy the good situation of stability and unity?
After so many years of marriage, I have been tired of fighting. Besides, my historical record is really bad, so it would be great if I win one of the ten battles.
Because my wife looks very calm and gentle, but once she argues, she is the willow rafters picking up lanterns, not stalks.
This can be proved by countless facts
First of all, the wife's quarrels are extraordinary, and her mouth can be kept saying that she is in great enthusiasm, and she is very passionate when talking. She pinched her waist with one hand, stretched her hands flat, and stretched her index fingers forward, as if she was pointing a sinner. Such a condescending aura made her feel vulgar, like a mouse forced to the corner of the wall, with only the sieve, so how could she have the power to fight back?
Secondly, sometimes I can't bear it anymore, suddenly jump up, knock the other person to the ground, step on one foot, venting the anger in my heart, but when I relaxed, the other party stepped forward and responded more violently, grabbing and twisting, biting if I could bite, and vomiting, making me feel embarrassed, and I want to fight again, which really hurt my image, so I had to beg for forgiveness.
Furthermore, my wife has a record of a protracted war, and she slept for seven days and seven nights after getting angry, without eating or drinking, and she could only kneel down and write a letter of regret.
Looking back on the past, I feel funny no matter how I am. What is marriage? Marriage is a pot of porridge and a ball of hemp
Another thing I have always been confused. Since this is the case, why not declare independence and decentralize power from now on?
They often say divorce during conflicts, and they pretend to sign agreements, including property division plans, child support plans, etc., but once a day passes, no one will mention this matter anymore.
But today... I suddenly remembered that when my wife called me, she said she was drinking in a restaurant, but now my alcohol consumption has gone early, and my wife can smell it, just like a Chinese medicine doctor who sees a doctor and looks at a doctor and asks a question.
What should I do if I smell the feminine taste?
Just go to the street and buy a bottle of wine to drink
I had decided, so I gently turned down the stairs and walked to the street
It was almost two o'clock at night, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, one or two bicycles passed by. Either a man was riding his bike in a hurry, or he was walking forward with his girlfriend. The woman put her hands on the man's waist behind her, or pressed her face tightly on the man's back, or stretched her face over the man's right armpit, which made the men panic. Those who had fantasies actually held the handle with their left hand, held the woman's head with their right hand, and then put their mouths down.
The night is a huge fig leaf, where the happy men and women can glue their love lips together without any scruples
Let him walk along the street, looking for the street cigarette shop that he usually looks forward to customers, but what disappointed him was that the doors of the shops were all closed, and the cold rolling gates were lying in front of him like cold faces.
Yes, it’s already two o’clock at night, who is waiting for him, a customer who is like a night tour god?
Look at yourself, it’s really funny. Do you have to torture yourself?
As he walked, he suddenly heard the sound of talking. It turned out that it was a ramen restaurant with doors open. Thank God. He secretly swore that he must make some money here to thank the hotel owner for his emergency help.
This is a small shop, it is worthy of its name, and it is only a dozen square meters in size with a kitchen
There were only two tables, and there were four or five young men sitting around the table, all of whom were blushing and shouting and playing with their hands. The table outside was empty, and they were sitting next to the table, with their faces facing the young men.
The owner came to greet him. No matter what wine he had, he pointed to a simple wine cabinet and introduced him to Ren Ping: There are Luyi Daqu, Sanmao, 1 tael; there are Zhuangjiayuan, 1 tael; there are Beijing Erguotou, but it is a little more expensive, 2 taels of pack, 2 5 1 bottles
The shop owner is really there. He also emphasized that it is more expensive, for fear that the customers will be fooled.
There are not many such shop owners these days
Think about how much wine I have drunk these days, the price of the wine is at least more than 100 yuan.
Ashamed, ashamed!
Is there any better one?
The owner said helplessly, these are the most expensive ones that cannot be sold here.
He had to ask for a bottle of Erguotou, two small cold dishes with one meat and one vegetable, and two taels of ramen. After the calculation, he only cost eight yuan.
I thought it was really cheap. If I had a meal in a big restaurant, I wouldn't be able to get it if I didn't have a hundred yuan.
At this time, my cell phone rang again. Needless to say, it must be called by Qiao Jing.
Let her answer the phone
I was having a drink with a few classmates? I didn’t drink too much, I didn’t drink too much, I knew, I got it, I went back soon, when did I go back? Half an hour later, those young people were guessing happily, it seemed that they were having dinner in a big hotel
Make the atmosphere very similar without any effort
No need to pretend, this is the atmosphere, it's just that the location and characters are different
Let the hour hand point at three o'clock when I get home. The TV is still on, but the two big words "Goodbye" appear on the screen.
Qiao Jing fell asleep leaning against the back of the sofa, making a snoring sound
Let him quietly walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror, and find that his face is red and his eyes are red, like an angry lion
Drinking alcohol by yourself is a blushing type. Even if you drink one or two, your face will be blushing, so you can't tell how much alcohol you have drunk.
He walked out of the bathroom and found that Qiao Jing was awake, yawning with her mouth wide open.
Why are you back so late? Look at what time it’s on your watch? Qiao Jing said with complaints
There is no way. After seeing that classmate's wife, another classmate came from Beijing. He had just got off the train and had not eaten yet. People came from Beijing from all the way. We can't say we left first, right? Let's talk very well.
Thinking about the lying to my wife in the past two days, I feel strange, why did I become so dishonest?
Forget it, forget it, just go to bed, just care about your own elegance, no matter how others feel. Qiao actually went to bed and went to bed as he said
Even though I was still very excited, I didn't feel sleepy at all
I was muttering in my heart, are you still thinking about the female college student Huang Suli just now?
Her hands are soft, her waist is soft, and she has curves. Her two tiger teeth are also cute.
What's so bad is that she can still communicate ideas and life with herself. Besides, she is a student in the Chinese department and has a common language with herself... She is already a middle-aged man who is almost forty, and she has long been discouraged by these things. She no longer asks for anything else, and she still thinks about things.
If you say it straight, after all, what's going on today is not so impressive.
To make up a lie, it has to be reasonable
Of course, Qiao Jing might have been sleeping misty, so she wouldn't ask anything, and she would quietly fall on the bed with her and she would fall on the bed without realizing it. That would be the best
But if she... thinks of this, she arrives in front of her own door and is about to open the door with the key. She hears the sound of music in the room. It is late at night and the sound is very clear, as if Qiao Jing is watching TV
no!
I can't go home in a hurry. If Qiao Jing discovers any flaws, there must be a fierce battle. Wouldn't that destroy the good situation of stability and unity?
After so many years of marriage, I have been tired of fighting. Besides, my historical record is really bad, so it would be great if I win one of the ten battles.
Because my wife looks very calm and gentle, but once she argues, she is the willow rafters picking up lanterns, not stalks.
This can be proved by countless facts
First of all, the wife's quarrels are extraordinary, and her mouth can be kept saying that she is in great enthusiasm, and she is very passionate when talking. She pinched her waist with one hand, stretched her hands flat, and stretched her index fingers forward, as if she was pointing a sinner. Such a condescending aura made her feel vulgar, like a mouse forced to the corner of the wall, with only the sieve, so how could she have the power to fight back?
Secondly, sometimes I can't bear it anymore, suddenly jump up, knock the other person to the ground, step on one foot, venting the anger in my heart, but when I relaxed, the other party stepped forward and responded more violently, grabbing and twisting, biting if I could bite, and vomiting, making me feel embarrassed, and I want to fight again, which really hurt my image, so I had to beg for forgiveness.
Furthermore, my wife has a record of a protracted war, and she slept for seven days and seven nights after getting angry, without eating or drinking, and she could only kneel down and write a letter of regret.
Looking back on the past, I feel funny no matter how I am. What is marriage? Marriage is a pot of porridge and a ball of hemp
Another thing I have always been confused. Since this is the case, why not declare independence and decentralize power from now on?
They often say divorce during conflicts, and they pretend to sign agreements, including property division plans, child support plans, etc., but once a day passes, no one will mention this matter anymore.
But today... I suddenly remembered that when my wife called me, she said she was drinking in a restaurant, but now my alcohol consumption has gone early, and my wife can smell it, just like a Chinese medicine doctor who sees a doctor and looks at a doctor and asks a question.
What should I do if I smell the feminine taste?
Just go to the street and buy a bottle of wine to drink
I had decided, so I gently turned down the stairs and walked to the street
It was almost two o'clock at night, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, one or two bicycles passed by. Either a man was riding his bike in a hurry, or he was walking forward with his girlfriend. The woman put her hands on the man's waist behind her, or pressed her face tightly on the man's back, or stretched her face over the man's right armpit, which made the men panic. Those who had fantasies actually held the handle with their left hand, held the woman's head with their right hand, and then put their mouths down.
The night is a huge fig leaf, where the happy men and women can glue their love lips together without any scruples
Let him walk along the street, looking for the street cigarette shop that he usually looks forward to customers, but what disappointed him was that the doors of the shops were all closed, and the cold rolling gates were lying in front of him like cold faces.
Yes, it’s already two o’clock at night, who is waiting for him, a customer who is like a night tour god?
Look at yourself, it’s really funny. Do you have to torture yourself?
As he walked, he suddenly heard the sound of talking. It turned out that it was a ramen restaurant with doors open. Thank God. He secretly swore that he must make some money here to thank the hotel owner for his emergency help.
This is a small shop, it is worthy of its name, and it is only a dozen square meters in size with a kitchen
There were only two tables, and there were four or five young men sitting around the table, all of whom were blushing and shouting and playing with their hands. The table outside was empty, and they were sitting next to the table, with their faces facing the young men.
The owner came to greet him. No matter what wine he had, he pointed to a simple wine cabinet and introduced him to Ren Ping: There are Luyi Daqu, Sanmao, 1 tael; there are Zhuangjiayuan, 1 tael; there are Beijing Erguotou, but it is a little more expensive, 2 taels of pack, 2 5 1 bottles
The shop owner is really there. He also emphasized that it is more expensive, for fear that the customers will be fooled.
There are not many such shop owners these days
Think about how much wine I have drunk these days, the price of the wine is at least more than 100 yuan.
Ashamed, ashamed!
Is there any better one?
The owner said helplessly, these are the most expensive ones that cannot be sold here.
He had to ask for a bottle of Erguotou, two small cold dishes with one meat and one vegetable, and two taels of ramen. After the calculation, he only cost eight yuan.
I thought it was really cheap. If I had a meal in a big restaurant, I wouldn't be able to get it if I didn't have a hundred yuan.
At this time, my cell phone rang again. Needless to say, it must be called by Qiao Jing.
Let her answer the phone
I was having a drink with a few classmates? I didn’t drink too much, I didn’t drink too much, I knew, I got it, I went back soon, when did I go back? Half an hour later, those young people were guessing happily, it seemed that they were having dinner in a big hotel
Make the atmosphere very similar without any effort
No need to pretend, this is the atmosphere, it's just that the location and characters are different
Let the hour hand point at three o'clock when I get home. The TV is still on, but the two big words "Goodbye" appear on the screen.
Qiao Jing fell asleep leaning against the back of the sofa, making a snoring sound
Let him quietly walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror, and find that his face is red and his eyes are red, like an angry lion
Drinking alcohol by yourself is a blushing type. Even if you drink one or two, your face will be blushing, so you can't tell how much alcohol you have drunk.
He walked out of the bathroom and found that Qiao Jing was awake, yawning with her mouth wide open.
Why are you back so late? Look at what time it’s on your watch? Qiao Jing said with complaints
There is no way. After seeing that classmate's wife, another classmate came from Beijing. He had just got off the train and had not eaten yet. People came from Beijing from all the way. We can't say we left first, right? Let's talk very well.
Thinking about the lying to my wife in the past two days, I feel strange, why did I become so dishonest?
Forget it, forget it, just go to bed, just care about your own elegance, no matter how others feel. Qiao actually went to bed and went to bed as he said
Even though I was still very excited, I didn't feel sleepy at all
I was muttering in my heart, are you still thinking about the female college student Huang Suli just now?
Her hands are soft, her waist is soft, and she has curves. Her two tiger teeth are also cute.
What's so bad is that she can still communicate ideas and life with herself. Besides, she is a student in the Chinese department and has a common language with herself... She is already a middle-aged man who is almost forty, and she has long been discouraged by these things. She no longer asks for anything else, and she still thinks about things.
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