This scene of sex is less than three meters away from me, like watching a live broadcast, making me feel like a dream, but how did this woman get in
Is it a dream? I squeezed my thigh hard but didn't feel anything.
It really is a dream!
But this dream is too real. Under the shining of the moon outside the window, the girl's body seems to have been covered with a layer of silver frost and snow, and the melodious cry is even more fascinating.
Soon I found strong evidence that this was just a dream. The evidence was that I observed such a close distance without any physical impulse. This is unscientific.
When I woke up from the dream, with the big eyes still lying on the head, I sat up from the marching head and looked at the big eyes of the head. He lay on his back on all sides, the things around his waist were still standing upright, and the towel was put up in a small tent. It looks very majestic from where I sit.
I lit a cigarette to reminisce about the dream at night, and then couldn't help but smile. How could I have such a dream? Is there a perverted gene hidden deep in my heart? It's weird!
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, and then stood up from the marching army. After a moment of light, I found that my big eyes were open, and I stared at the roof in a daze.
"So you woke up early." I said.
Big Eye did not respond, still staring at the roof intently.
I said again: "Since you wake up, get up quickly. After breakfast, we can fix the radio."
I lifted my foot and walked to the bedroom door. After I finished washing in the bathroom, I returned to the bedroom and found that the big eyes were still in the same posture as before, even the look in their eyes did not change.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong, and hurriedly walked to the bed and said, "Big eyes, big eyes, it's time to get up. Big eyes you..." Before I finished speaking, I stopped immediately, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back. Because I found his eyes were open, but his eyes didn't move like a dead fish eye, and it felt like he was staring wide open.
Could it be that Big Eye is dead
I took the courage to push his body with my hand and said, "Big eyes, big eyes, wake up."
Uh…
Big eyes suddenly sat up from the ****, looked at me first, then looked out the window, and said, "It's bright."
I asked in a panic: "Are you okay?"
Big eyes yawned and said, "What can happen. What time is it?"
I checked the time and said, "It's almost eight o'clock."
Big eyes got up from sex, saw me staring at him in surprise, and asked: "What are you looking at me for?"
With lingering fears, I said, "I, I thought you were dead just now."
"Dead? You didn't wake up."
"You opened your eyes just now, but your eyes were motionless, just like you were dead."
Big eyes thought for a while, then sneered: "Of course I can't keep my eyeballs moving while I'm sleeping."
"Are you sleeping with your eyes open?" I said in amazement.
"Yeah. I sleep with my eyes open. I haven't heard that Zhang Fei from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms just sleeps with my eyes open."
I have indeed heard of sleeping without closing my eyes, but it was the first time I saw it with my own eyes. I heard that this is a disease. Imagine that when you wake up and find that people around you have their eyes open and their gazes are dumbfounded, isn't it scary
Especially in the coffin shop.
Big Eye went to the bathroom to wash, and saw that I was still in a daze, and said, "Don't be stunned, go out and buy some food."
I came back to my senses and said that I packed up and went out to eat, but Big Eyes insisted on not wanting to eat in the coffin shop. I had no choice but to go downstairs to the commercial street to buy breakfast.
There are a lot of people eating breakfast at the breakfast stall, and there are several shop owners in the commercial street. Although they have never said hello, they are all familiar with each other.
I ordered two drawers of steamed buns and two portions of soy milk. Sitting on the side waiting for the steamed buns to come out of the cage, I saw the two bosses at the side table whispering and laughing.
Needless to say, they must be talking about me.
It is very uncomfortable to be discussed in private. I immediately cast questioning eyes at them, and the two of them immediately closed their voices and bowed their heads to dinner. But when I looked away from my head, the two of them began to mumble again.
A radio worth tens of thousands of dollars was broken, and my heart was upright. Now they are talking about my right and wrong again under their own noses. I immediately became angry, got up and strode over, and asked: "You are talking what?"
The owners of the two shops are not very old, they are in their early thirties. One is buying windows and doors, and the other seems to be buying ceramic tiles.
"Nothing to say." One person replied.
"You didn't say anything, what are you mumbling about?"
"Are you in charge."
"Small things (whispering) shit ass eyes. Behind
Talking about people right and wrong is not a good thing. "
The two threw their chopsticks on the table, and immediately stood up, glaringly saying: "Who the hell are you talking about, there is a kind of you talking about it once!"
Not to be outdone, I scolded: "If you want to hit someone, come, come, if you don't do it, you are the one who beat me (a dialect of local curse. It implies that the scolder is the dad of the scolded.)"
The two immediately rolled up their arms and sleeves. Just as they were about to start their hands, Sister Qin suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped among us, saying, "What are you doing, it's pretty big, it's not shameful." Then to the people watching the excitement around, he said, "Don't even look, eat and eat."
The two shop owners gave Sister Qin a lot of face and said, "Sister Qin, this kid is fine."
Sister Qin hurriedly took my arm and said, "Brother, you go quickly." Sister Qin pulled her out of the breakfast stall, and I immediately shook her hand away. Sister Qin said, "Brother, why do you have to be familiar with them."
"none of your business."
Sister Qin was not angry, but smiled and said, "Why, are you still angry with me?"
Isn't this nonsense? Last time I was almost blocked by her husband in the hotel, as a gangster who had attempted rape. If I were not angry, I would have become a heartless second fool.
But this is not a glorious thing, and I am not good at arguing with her. The best way is to assume that it has never happened.
Sister Qin said again: "Don't be angry. I will make up for you in the future. Now I will tell you something else first."
"what's up?"
"It's just that they talked about you."
"What are they talking about me?"
Sister Qin looked around and whispered: "You follow me to the store, it is not convenient to be outside."
I shook my head hurriedly and said, "Don't go, just forget it if you don't say it."
My sister said with a smile: "Are you still afraid that I would eat you? Let's go, let's talk on the first floor."
"What are you going to say?"
"About big eyes. If you don't go, don't blame me for not reminding you if something goes wrong."
Sister Qin's words immediately aroused my interest, what about big eyes? What can be the big eye? Looking at sister Qin's expression again, it seems to have a great relationship with me.
I pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go to the smoking hotel with you, but don't lie to me."
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