One night was short. When the sun shines through the huge French window in front of the bed into the bedroom, the two of them are still immersed in their dreams after the passion, but the quilt on their bodies has already fallen on the floor. The uncovered human body is still hugging each other tightly.
Near noon, Yang Duning woke up. Looking at Xiaoxue next to him, she smiled and began to appreciate this almost perfect body, and she touched her hand unconsciously.
This movement awakened Xiaoxue.
When Xiaoxue opened her eyes, she suddenly realized that she and Yang Duning were embracing so embarrassingly, she couldn't help but cursed in a tired voice: "Bad guy, let me go." She tried to push Yang Duning away with her hands, but she didn't expect to push Yang Duning away. On the thick and strong thing, he couldn't help but feel weak, his pretty face blushed, his eyes closed, and he dared not speak.
"Hehe, what, shy? It wasn't like that last night! I kept calling me what I wanted." Yang Duning saw Xiaoxue so shy and couldn't help but "mouse" Xiaoxue with words.
"You are all you, and people were killed by you." Xiaoxue remembered her crazy performance last night, but didn't dare to admit that all of this was true.
"Hmph, it seems that yesterday hasn't impressed you very much, come on, call my husband I want it."
"No, no, everyone is swollen, ah~~" As Xiaoxue screamed, Yang Duning entered Xiaoxue's body again. A fierce battle started again, and Xiaoxue quickly entered a state of loss.
After more than half an hour, the room finally became quiet. After a while, Xiaoxue's voice sounded: "Hate, badass, why are you doing this?"
"Call me husband."
"not called."
"Call me husband."
"Just don't call."
"If you don't call, you will be tortured and served, shall we come again?"
"Husband, please forgive me, let me have a good rest, they are really tired."
"Haha..."
"Husband, why do you have so many scars?" Xiaoxue discovered that Yang Duning had a lot of scars at this time. It is estimated that there are more than a dozen small and large scars, and some of them are not like knife wounds. The scars are round. .
"Xiaoxue, you only need to know these things, don't ask in the future, okay. There are some things you still don't know."
"Okay, I won't ask, wait until you want to tell me someday."
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People always have to eat, and even if they are full, they still have to get up to eat to fill their stomachs.
After one noon, Yang Duning and Xiaoxue drove to the most famous restaurant in Yuecheng-Chaotian Tower.
The business here is very hot, and the two waited in the lounge for almost half an hour before they were told by the waiter that they were available.
The private room is gone, only the hall, almost three hundred square halls are full of seats, and there is a lot of people.
The two were seated at a small innermost table, and Yang Duning asked, "Can you eat spicy food?"
Xiaoxue nodded: "It's okay."
"That's good. Waiter, a pot of spicy rabbit head, a pot of spicy goose lips, and four bottles of frozen Panzhihua beer." After Xiaoxue answered, Yang Duning turned to the waiter beside him and said, "Remember to put enough ingredients."
Although Chaotianlou sounds big, it sells dry pot.
Griddle is one of the methods of making Sichuan cuisine. It originated in Sichuan and Chongqing. It tastes spicy and delicious. Compared with hot pot and soup pot, it has less soup and more flavor; there is no need to order dishes by yourself, and the dishes are relatively fixed and can be eaten directly. This year or so, it was just raised in Chongqing and Rongcheng. After the owner of Guanyuelou had eaten dry pot in Rongcheng, he felt that this thing was very distinctive, so he found a way to find two dry pot masters in Rongcheng with a high salary. A dry pot shop opened in the city.
Unexpectedly, this new way of eating was unforgettable after eating. The business was so good that he rented a three-story building dedicated to making dry pots, named Chaotianlou.
Xiaoxue had never eaten this kind of dry pot before, but after listening to Yang Duning's introduction, she was a little curious and wanted to taste it. She is not from Shuchuan province, but she liked spicy food since she was a child. What is surprising is that she likes spicy food so much, but her skin is still very smooth, white and tender, unlike some people who have acne on her face after eating these dry and spicy flavors.
Griddle and beer are very fast. In this hot day, I eat spicy Griddle with enough ingredients, sweat while eating, and then I drink cold beer, and I feel like I drink it to the bottom, and mix it with Lang Youqing concubine. Intentionally being in it, the joyful feeling is simply unbelievable.
Seeing Xiaoxue's blushing face, Yang Duning was happy again and satisfied again: the color, fragrance, taste, and shape are all sufficient. Of course, this color is the opposite beauty.
The happiness of life is actually composed of the little satisfactions of life.
I remember that there was a great discussion of happiness on the Internet for a while. Some people said: happiness is not for others to see, and it has nothing to do with what others say. The important thing is that one’s heart is full of joyful sunshine, that is to say, happiness is in your own hands. Not in the eyes of others. Happiness is a feeling. This feeling should be pleasant, comfortable, sweet and happy.
Yang Duning stopped, just quietly watching the girl opposite gnawing on the rabbit's head gently, and the red small tongue sticking out from time to time made him want to return to the villa immediately.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from around him: "Mei, you are very beautiful. Brother Ming, I will invite you to have a drink at the bar." Then, with a bang, a bottle of freshly opened beer came vigorously from behind Yang Duning. Put it on the table of the two.
Xiaoxue was obviously taken aback and looked behind Yang Duning: a young man about 1.8 meters old, about 20 years old, wearing a fancy shirt, five big and three thick, and a gold necklace with a thick little finger on his neck, was looking at him with a smile. Following her, there were a few people who looked like little brothers behind her, slowly surrounding her.
Yang Duning didn't turn his head, but quietly looked at Xiaoxue to see how she responded.
Xiaoxue didn't look human, and directly said to the man who claimed to be Brother Ming, "I'm sorry, I don't drink with strangers." Yang Duning was very satisfied with the answer.
"Mei, give me a face to Ming brother. I'm not a vulgar person. I just see you are too pretty. I want to make friends with you. It's a bit presumptuous. You can drink with us." Although rejected, But when facing the beauty, Brother Ming was not angry, but as he spoke, his eyes were staring at Xiaoxue's towering chest. At this moment, a slap fell from the sky, and the guy who claimed to be Brother Ming flew out.
It was Yang Duning who did it. He stood up and said to the brother Ming who was getting up from the ground: "Take me aside, you are like a bear. You can't eat after seeing it.
"Today, you dare to let Lao Tzu lose face, boy, Lao Tzu kills you." Regardless of the pain on his face, Ming Ge waved his hand, took the lead and rushed up, grabbing Yang Duning's collar.
The fearful people in the hall are already preparing to pay their bills and leave, while more elites of Huaxia Kingdom have begun to gather around the place where the incident occurred. Who doesn't like to watch the excitement? This is the habit of Chinese people-watching the excitement.
Xiaoxue watched Ming's hand grab Yang Duning, fearing that he would be injured, and she began to complain about the confidant's troubles beside her, and that being alive was just harmful. Xiaoxue, who was so desperate, burst into tears in her eyes.
After the "Bang", there was a cry of "Ah".
Xiaoxue looked intently, but was shocked again.
The beer bottle that Ming Ge had brought on the table had turned into glass shards on Ming Ge's head, and a stream of blood slowly flowed from his head to his face.
Yang Duning had a cold face, and said to Brother Ming: "Boy, you won't be able to go if you don't roll."
Brother Ming felt the blood flowing from his forehead, and was rushed by the blood, his brain was hot, and he rushed up with a few boys around him yelling.
Hey, can you bear this responsibility? Yang Duning thought this in his heart, but his hands and feet began to move.
There are five people on the other side.
In just five seconds, almost no one could clearly see what Yang Duning did. The five people opposite him had already fallen down, rolling and wailing like a pig on the ground.
Isn't this watching a movie? Xiaoxue didn't believe her eyes. Could it be that this little man himself is really amazing
One person saw Yang Duning’s movements clearly: When Ming was grasping the collar, his right hand suddenly shot, grabbing Ming’s outstretched right hand and twisting the area, Ming rushed to the ground, and then quickly rushed to the back. Four people, with their left foot directly on the foot of the little brother in front of his left, a small kick with their right foot, centered on the knee of the little brother in front of his right, and the right elbow was pushed forward, directly hitting the front of the little brother in front of his right and with his left hand. A punch was made and an uppercut was actually hitting the abdomen of the little brother at the front and back left.
The last few actions were almost completed at once, and they were done very easily. If it weren’t for sharp eyesight, it would be four actions that hit the opponent at the same time. It can be seen that Yang Duning left his hand, otherwise these people would not just hurt their muscles and bones on the ground. The wailing should be directly seriously injured and unconscious or even dead.
"A master, and a master who has killed people, I am not an opponent." Chen Sisi in the crowd gave Yang Duning a definition, but what made her even more memorable was the bloody and cold murderous look in his eyes when he did it. "This person has to check if he is a retired special soldier? If possible, see if he can be admitted into the group."
Yang Duning thought he was fast and no one could see clearly, but he didn't know that the problem had been seen.
He walked in front of Brother Ming, squatted down and said to him: "Brother Ming, I don’t like others to provoke me. I am in a good mood today, so let’s forget about it. I don’t want another time. Because next time you won’t have a chance to stand up again.” The voice was very low, and there was fear in the eyes of Brother Ming who heard clearly. He knew that he had kicked the iron plate today, but he couldn’t take revenge because he learned from Yang Duning’s words. Hearing a certainty, suddenly there was a feeling that this person might really dare to kill himself.
Standing up, turning around, holding the excited Xiaoxue, dropped two hundred dollars on the table, and the two of them walked away.