The two quarreled in the house during the day and fought on the bed at night under the pretext of self-cultivation and recuperation. After more than a month of such noisiness, Yu Guanyin's friend brought a new piece of news.
This afternoon, Xiaoma was lying on his back on the bed, holding a dumbbell to stretch his muscles. Yu Guanyin limped into the door, leaned on the door frame and said to him, "There is news about June 1, he will call back. Hong Kong."
The dumbbells were suspended in mid-air, and the pony turned slowly to look at her.
"Are you going to tell him you're still alive? Are you going back?" Yu Guanyin asked bluntly.
The pony did not speak for a long time.
If he reported peace, he would have to report some peace. If he returns to Hong Kong, what will Yu Guanyin do? Is he taking her back? What will the boss do with her
He was silent until late at night, staring at the ceiling motionless with his eyes open. Yu Guanyin lay beside him, breathing steadily as if asleep. In the darkness, the pony suddenly turned and turned over on top of her—her eyes shone in the darkness, and she, too, hadn't slept.
The pony tugged at her hair roughly, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
He pressed her to the head of the bed and entered fiercely, rubbing her vigorously, slapping her hard on the back as he fucked her with all his might. The upturned white Huahua's buttocks twisted and waved, leaving red marks one after another, which were gradually swollen by his beating. With a battered physique, she stretched out her tongue and let out a high-pitched moan, her voice so charming and charming, like a soul-sucking vixen. He grabbed her throat to keep her from making a sound, and the thrill of suffocation made her lower body rise high, and she came out without touching it.
They tumbled from late night to dawn, Yu Guanyin was so dry that she cried and cried, her face was wet and dry with tears, her tits were full of vertical and horizontal teeth marks, her two nipples were bitten like red, and her lower body was as weak as one. A soft worm, no matter how rudely teasing the pony, it can't be hard anymore. She was finally fucked until she shivered and urinated, lying on the bed with a slack expression, as if she had been pulled out of the water, but still stuck her butt on the pony and wouldn't let it go.
The pony got out of bed, carried her to the bathroom, and held her down on the bathroom floor for another round. Yu Guanyin was lying on the ground like a dog, and was knocked forward and fell forward, his waist was so weak that he could not stand up straight, just crying and humming, the sound was like a gnat. In a trance, she was picked up again, pressed against the wall, her legs were lifted off the ground, and her whole body weight fell on the meat pestle in her butt.
They tumbled from late night to dawn. She let out a last shaky gasp, and swooped over with a sigh of relief.
…
In the afternoon, she woke up to the sound of insects and birds. She turned her head and stared out the window blankly, recalling the details of last night's upheaval, the fierce and addicted look of the pony amid the turbulent waves, the sweat dripping from his heroic and rough face, falling onto her forehead On... She blushed for a while.
At that time, Xia Liuyi brought a few bodyguards with her to see Jin Maitreya. She saw at a glance that one of the villains with a scar on his face was not an ordinary bodyguard, but rather a small leader brought by Xia Liuyi to take over. She deliberately approached a few people and looked up and down. The villain had a vicious expression on his face, but he couldn't help but glance at her chest, but when she threw his wink away, the villain quickly took his eyes back with a look of disapproval. The appearance of being moved. She looked around and felt that among the men she had ever met, he looked the most powerful, with a strong waist and kidneys.
Recalling the past and thinking about the present, she felt that last night's breakup was quite vivid, and she didn't care so much about the departure of the pony. She curled up and silently rubbed her red and swollen eyes from crying. She lay down for a while, rolled over and got out of bed to go to the kitchen to find some food.
As a result, I was surprised to see the pony standing crookedly in the kitchen, holding a pot of white porridge there.
The pony looked back to see her and was surprised too!
The pony worked hard all night and almost died, and finally passed out the feeding of the under-fed goblin. He proudly waited for Yu Guanyin to be paralyzed in bed for three days, in order to retaliate for laughing at her, but she woke up refreshed after a few hours of sleep, but he himself lost too much sperm, and his back was sore and his legs were shaking.
"You fucking snake spirit reincarnated?!" He scolded Yu Guanyin, "Go back to the bed and lie down!"
Yu Guanyin stood at the door of the kitchen without moving, and asked in a daze, "Aren't you going?"
"What are you going to go for?" The pony turned around, took a mouthful of porridge, and said lightly, "Didn't you say you're hurt and go away? Your injury isn't healed yet."
Yu Guanyin stood there blankly. Her leg had a nerve injury, and it may not be better for the rest of her life. When Xiaoma said this, did she want to stay with her for the rest of her life
"… "
"Fuck! What are you doing! Go away, don't, don't mess with me, are you crazy! I can't stand it anymore! Let it go! Ahhh! Damn you monster..."
The pony screamed and was thrown on the desk by her for another round. She was completely squeezed into medicinal dregs, and she wept silently on the sofa with a sore back. Yu Guanyin came out with the cooked porridge, he slumped on the sofa and scolded weakly, "Mom, I won't let you go, you suck the energy of men, you..."
Yu Guanyin put down the porridge, threw himself into his arms with a smile, rubbed his face a few times on his stubble chin, put his arms around his waist and said, "Brother Ma."
"What's your name, Brother Ma! You're older than me! Lao Lang's hoof!" The pony gave her a push.
Yu Guanyin was three months older than him, and his face was three inches thicker than him, and he was unmoved by him and made a fuss. "I'll go for surgery, Brother Ma, be your woman."
"Don't think about it all day," Xiaoma patted the back of her head, "I don't care if it's a man or a woman, as long as you're healthy." He thought of such a thing as Che Jiji, and it hurt again.
Yu Guanyin lay in his arms silently, and after a while he started teasing him again. The pony shouted and resisted desperately, and the two got into a fight on the sofa.
…
But the pony eventually left. Because two months later, news came from Hong Kong that Xiaoqitang was blocked by the police, Xia Liuyi disappeared, and Cui Dongdong blew himself up while resisting arrest.
After learning the news, Yu Guanyin leaned on the balcony and smoked for an afternoon.
The pony had eaten at noon, wearing a big straw hat, happily carrying a fishing rod and went out to go fishing, and only came back in the evening. When I got home, I smelled the stench in the room. "Yu Guanyin, you are on the street! You cooked the rice again! You made it out of pig shit?! You want to eat the bottom of the pot for dinner, don't you?!"
Yu Guanyin snuffed out the last cigarette and walked out of the balcony calmly. The pony angrily grabbed her by the collar, and she easily threw the pony over the shoulder and smashed the pony to the ground. The two fought vigorously, and the winner was decided in less than two rounds—the pony was pinned against the wall with her arms crossed, screaming, "Hands-on-hands! It's going to be broken! Murder your husband, you!"
He was let go by Yu Guanyin, rubbing his wrists while stubbornly insisting, "You fucking rely on Lao Tzu to be reluctant to hit you!"
Yu Guanyin made a gesture, but he still had to do it, but Mr. Ma was able to bend and stretch, so he hurried to the kitchen and ran away, "Don't stop, little sister Xiaoyu, it doesn't matter if the rice is overcooked, Brother Ma will cook fish soup for you! Hey hey hey!"
Yu Guanyin limped after him into the kitchen, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed to look at him. Xiaoma cut the fish with his hands and feet neatly, and reasoned with her in bits and pieces, "You haven't learned that old Chinese saying: 'A gentleman does not move his mouth'. Brother Ma scolded you just now, it's called 'moving his mouth', It's not good for you to do something to Brother Ma. Brother Ma is so nice to you, are you embarrassed? It's not because you said you wanted to eat fish, I just went to the river to squat for an afternoon. Can you bear it?"
"If something happens on June 1st, will you go back?"
The pony was grabbing a live fish and turned to look at her with a hand full of scales and pulp, "What?"
Yu Guanyin didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him. The pony threw the fish into the pool, put down the knife, and asked again cautiously and solemnly, "What did you just say?"
Yu Guanyin knew his answer, she had no intention of hiding it from the pony—there was such an urge, but no such intention. The world is like an asura field for her, and the pony is her only light. If she deceives him and one day he will find out... She doesn't want to see his expression at that time.
She looked at the pony's eyes and said, "There is an accident in Xiaoqitang, you can go."
Xiaoma couldn't believe it, but Yu Guanyin was not the one to joke about this kind of thing, "What happened?"
"I don't know, but I heard that Liuyi is missing and your vice hall master is dead."
The pony's face turned cold, and the blood all over his body turned cold. He lowered his head to look at his trembling fingertips - Sister Dongdong died? !
He subconsciously took a few steps, thought for a while and said, "What about you? What are you going to do?"
"I can't go with you," Yu Guanyin said, "Kun Zhang and Interpol are looking for me, but if I show up, I will harm you Xiaoqitang." Besides, if Xia Liuyi was still alive, she would not be happy to see her. , she didn't want the pony to be caught between him and Liuyi.
The pony was a little confused for a while, and took a few steps back and forth. He must go back, but he can't rest assured about the Jade Guanyin. He opened his mouth several times, but hesitated, Yu Guanyin spoke for him, "Go, I'll wait for you here."
"You… can you take care of yourself?"
"I'm not a child," Yu Guanyin said. Seeing Xiaoma's anxiety and contempt, "You can't even cook", she pouted and added, "I will hire a servant."
Xiaoma calmed down a little, but he was still uneasy - the news of Xia Liuyi and Cui Dongdong's death and disappearance tormented him.
He wasn't even in the mood to fight. At night, Yu Guanyin teased him with his lips and tongue for a long time, but he couldn't lift Ma Erye's interest. The pony reached out and lifted her into his arms and hugged her, rubbing it down with his big palm—she didn't harden herself.
He held Yu Guanyin's mouth and kissed her tenderly with tenderness in his heart. He knew that Yu Guanyin could not bear him. Since the moment he jumped off the cliff, he has never doubted his sincerity. Since the moment he saw Yu Guanyin's tears, he has never doubted Yu Guanyin's sincerity - in front of Yu Guanyin, he has nothing but a sincere heart and a bad life, not even a fig leaf to cover up his sincerity, if Yu Guanyin doesn't love him , and why are you with him
In the early hours of the morning, Xiaoma got out of bed to pack up, picked up a piece of clothing, and picked up the fake passport that Yu Guanyin had sent last night. He stood by the bed and looked at Yu Guanyin who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, bent down and kissed her on the lips, then turned away.
…
Three months later, he returned to Thailand and opened the door of a small building on the outskirts of the city. The dull air rolled in dust and dust, and there was no one in the small building, and the cobwebs were darkly knotted. He searched upstairs and downstairs, and found a note under the pillow in the bedroom.
"My injury is healed, cherish it. Xiaoyu." Behind it was a dull lip print.
Yu Guanyin fulfilled her promise and disappeared from his life, never to be seen again.