Yang Duning regretted it as soon as she spoke, but it was too late. She saw Huang Qiuling crying more and more sad, and her voice getting louder and louder. People who didn't know thought they had bullied her, so they had to persuade her.
But obviously Yang Duning would not persuade women.
"Sister Ling, don't cry, it will hurt your body." Not to mention it's okay, she cried harder when she said.
"Sister Ling, if you have something to say, can we solve it together?" Nonsense, if it is really easy to say, it can make her so uncomfortable
"Sister Ling, don't cry. If I say something wrong, you will scold me. If it doesn't work, just beat me to calm down, okay?" I am a lady, how can I do assault
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Yang Duning persuaded him nonsense, who knows, Huang Qiuling got up suddenly, rushed to Yang Duning, and hugged him tightly. Yang Duning was about to push her away, but she heard her say, "Don't, let me hold it for a while, just a while."
Yang Duning was held tightly by her, and she didn't know where to put her hands. Fortunately, she found that she stopped crying, so she let her go.
Huang Qiuling hugged Yang Duning, and said as if mumbling to herself: "He is gone, he won't come back, I'm so lonely and lonely... The person I love doesn't love me, and the person who loves me doesn't love me. Did God punish me like this?... I want a home, not the one I am now, it's too deserted here...."
As she talked to herself, Yang Duning gradually understood her past.
Huang Qiuling was originally a worker in the Yuecheng Silk Factory. She danced very well. In addition, she was beautiful. She was called a flower of the silk factory. Whenever a superior came, she would meet with a trade union member. She came forward to receive. Once a leader of the state party committee came to inspect and saw her at the dance party. She was like Qubi Asha from the state government. So he was quickly transferred to the state party committee and transferred to work. Fortunately, the leader did like her, but she was not the kind of person who had a particularly strong position. She also didn't have that kind of mind. After the leader was rejected several times, she stopped pestering her.
This is a good thing, the sparrow jumped on the parasol tree and changed into a phoenix, and it really didn't lose anything.
But a worker suddenly becomes a cadre, and coupled with the psychological effects of speculation and jealousy that are unique to Chinese people, there are some bad rumors outside.
Her boyfriend at the silk factory also heard this, and did not comfort her who was hurt by the gossip, but proposed to break up, but she firmly insisted not to break up.
In the end, despite the family's opposition, she insisted on marrying her boyfriend. Because she wants to make everything clear after getting married, and then be a good wife and mother. In the days after marriage, she took care of the house in good order, and the small days seemed very sweet to others.
But she knows herself bitterly—she is deeply affected by her boyfriend, but her boyfriend is psychologically shadowed. On the first day of marriage, when Huang Qiuling put her innocent body in front of her husband, he was because Psychologically imbalanced, he ran and drank by himself. Then he never shared a room with her.
After three years of marriage, both parents began to worry that they had no children. At this time, I didn't know who started to spread the rumors again, saying that she had lost the ability to become pregnant because she had done a lot of abortion operations. This is something that the couple originally knew very well-where would the gain be without farming? But her shadowy husband couldn't stand the stimulation of these words, and quit his job in a rage and went to the sea along the coast. This time, she never came back, leaving her to guard the vacant room from the beginning of her marriage for six years. As a result, she ran away from her husband's reputation because of her infidelity.
The marriage was divorced, and the sentence was pronounced in absentia.
Hey, how lifeless the confidante is, Yang Duning couldn't help but sigh, and it was even more worthless for that man—because the eye of the needle had let go of a good cause.
Yang Duning believed what Huang Qiuling said. He felt the warm motherhood in her.
Suddenly, Yang Duning found that both of her hands appeared where they shouldn't be: her left hand was holding Huang Qiuling's waist, and her right hand was stroking and kneading her plump and towering chest, and Huang Qiuling was already under her own "destruction". He made heavy nasal sounds and his eyes became blurred. She was so scared that Yang Duning quickly retracted her hands, but found that her ego was already standing at attention and saluting, being held tightly by a pair of little hands through his pants.
This sight made Yang Duning feel itchy in his nose, as if something was about to rush out—who could bear it.
Yang Duning forcibly resisted the stimulus that was constantly impacting the brain, and slowly pushed Huang Qiuling away, controlling her breath and said in a deep voice, "Sister Ling, don't do this, it's not good." That being said, another voice said in his heart. : "Opportunity is here, you can't miss it, it won't come again."
Huang Qiuling also woke up from the painful acceleration at this time, and also found her own behavior. Hearing Yang Duning said this, she was suddenly ashamed-how could she make such an unbearable action, this is too shameful. So he covered his face and started crying.
Now that this kind of thing has happened, Yang Duning, who has studied psychological counseling, knows that if he can’t handle it well, Huang Qiuling won’t be able to raise her head to see people in the future, so she jokingly said: "Sister Ling, you are a good person, and I believe everything you say. It’s true. You’re really good, and I’m also a strong man, you’re so attractive, it’s not, it almost made me make a mistake."
Huang Qiuling stopped crying and looked at him quietly through her fingers.
Yang Duning scratched his head, smiled, and continued: "Sister Ling, look, we all drank today, and we can't make a sober decision in this situation. Shall we talk about it another day?" Wrong, is he still thinking about this happening again another day
Huang Qiuling chuckled and responded boldly: "Xiao Ning, do you like sister?" Anyway, at this point, Huang Qiuling suddenly let go.
Yang Duning replied without hesitation: "I like it." After returning to his senses, I realized that this was a bit ambiguous, and added: "Sister Ling, will you be my sister from now on?"
Huang Qiuling couldn’t say anything now, but she kept telling herself: I don’t want to be your sister, I want to be... Bah, what do you think...
Yang Duning saw that this is not a way to go on, and said to her, "Sister, take a good rest and go to work tomorrow." But he thought in his heart: "Please, beauty, you must not give me this kind of opportunity in the future, otherwise I am afraid. I really can't resist your charm doing something wrong. How can I see you again in the future."
After speaking, she turned around and opened the door and ran away, as if there was a scourge behind her. Huang Qiuling couldn't laugh or cry, and her mood improved a lot.
Yang Duning got downstairs, started the car, increased the throttle and went straight to Linhaiju-if he didn't hurry back to find Xiaoxue, he was really afraid that he might explode on the road.
But along the way, Huang Qiuling's curvy body always appeared in his mind, as well as the wonderful hand feeling just now—so soft, so big, too big to hold with one hand.
On the day, Yang Duning cursed, is it true that he is a lower body animal