Although others were muddled last night, when Yang Can woke up, his mind was clear. He could remember every detail after drinking. Old Hei didn't come back all night. Maybe he came back and heard the sound in the room and left. Last night, I had been tossing for more than two hours. Yang Can "rubbed" his eyes and looked at the blood on the bed sheet. This thing was really absurd, and he always felt a little sorry for Xia Meng.
Seeing the red shining consciousness energy in his palm, Yang Can was also slightly surprised. The energy suddenly exceeded 300 and reached 326. It was so much that it had already surpassed the mayor Tian Guoli. With such high energy, what can I do? Yang Can is not too clear for the time being, his abilities have been expanded a little bit, and there are many unknown puzzles waiting to be solved.
In any case, Xia Meng was at the mercy of all this. Yang Can figured out what happened last night by himself and played a catalyst role in his promotion.
Just thinking about it, Xia Meng had come out neatly, because the t-shirt had been torn by Yang Canke, and the little red coat she was wearing was buttoned up tightly. She was holding a camera and taking pictures of the bright red on the bed sheet. Look at this. This scene Yang Can is thinking in her heart that she must only be wearing underwear in this literary girl's jacket, right
Xia Meng’s face has a red "tide" that can’t be said to be shy or angry and unwilling to pay attention to him. Since Yang Cansheng’s "sex" free and easy things have happened, he doesn’t make any excuses. He also had this idea in his heart anyway, and he smiled and asked. : "What are you doing?"
Xia Meng said with a small face, "Leave evidence, and when you get richer in the future, I will expose you... and blackmail you..."
Yang Can couldn’t help recalling that his behavior last night could barely be regarded as “rape”, but Yang Can felt that the development of the matter went well to his own heart. He listened to the words Xia Meng asked him last night. When he arrives, he also understands what he is thinking. Maybe he is a little greedy, but he has already died once. Since there are so many beautiful people in this world, what's wrong with staying in different places
Moreover, although Xia Meng cried fiercely last night, Yang Can clearly felt that her consciousness energy had increased a bit, and now it reached 312 unknowingly, almost not much worse than Yang Xiuya, and her temperament was somewhat different. It's different.
In the past, Yang Can always felt that she was still a little student-like, but now she feels a lot more atmospheric, with an aura that can be suppressed, and she is slightly surprised.
Lifting the "hair" towel and getting out of bed, Yang Can only wore a pair of briefs. Xia Meng's small face flushed, and she gave Yang Can a hateful look.
Yang Can took a shower naked in the bathroom with some embarrassment. Just halfway through the wash, he heard Xia Meng tapping on the bathroom glass.
The bathroom was filled with mist. Yang Can hesitated through the glass and saw Xia Meng's consciousness. He walked to the side and smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you want to ask?"
"How are you and Sister Xiuya?" Xia Meng said quietly.
Yang Can was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled quickly: "What can you do? Isn't that what it is?" The two beauties had nothing to do with each other. Xia Meng only played mahjong a few times to make it clear that she and Yang Xiuya Xia Meng's relationship is not ordinary, but Xia Meng probably didn't expect that it was Ma Yiyinani who really had a relationship with him. Yang Can also secretly lamented that his interpersonal relationship is a bit complicated.
"Are you not going to marry Sister Xiuya?" Xia Meng's tone suddenly became a little angry.
Yang Can couldn't help but laughed: "Marriage... I never thought about it. It might be the choice of ordinary people in society. I think it's better to ask for trouble."
This is what he said in his heart. He saw too many distressed consciousnesses of couples, even between Xu Yang and Wu Lan. This made him a little bit more self-restrained to the rigid life. Sometimes there was an extra one between men and women. Paper, things have changed.
"You never thought..." Xia Meng pushed open the bathroom door violently, shocked Yang Can, and unconsciously covered her lower body with a "hair" towel, completely instinctive.
"What's the cover, it's not." Xia Meng bit her lower lip and stared at Yang Can somewhat indignantly, before going out and closing the door.
"You haven't been married again, how do you know that you are asking for trouble?" Xia Meng's tone was a little loose outside the glass door: "Why don't you try with me, we may not be suitable for us."
Yang Can looked at Xia Meng's consciousness with a slight surprise, and found that she was serious, but also felt sorry for the feeling of this literary girl. Xia Meng's white body with a sense of sexuality kept flashing in her mind. In the picture, the scene of last night is a bit blurred and seems very clear, but the taste is unforgettable.
Yang Can felt itchy in his heart. He observed Xia Meng's consciousness, but he knew that she was also struggling now. If he agreed with her, she would really treat herself as an ordinary sex wolf. .
"That's not good, I can't figure out some other things." Yang Can didn't say anything to death.
I don’t know how long it took before Xia Meng’s hesitating voice came: "It’s not really married. I said we’ll give it a try. I can explain... I have the right to leave you at any time during this time."
Leave me free? Yang Can looked at her consciousness and felt that what she said was cute, and she couldn't do without me, and she did her best. In the end, this negotiation, which was not a negotiation, was reached with a tacit understanding between the two.
When Yang Can came out of the bathroom, the clothes were neatly folded and placed aside. Yang Can smiled and took it over and put it on. After leaving the bedroom, the porridge was fragrant in the dining room. Yang Can didn’t wait for Xia Meng to greet him. Going over and sitting down, Xia Meng glared at him angrily, but still helped Yang Can serve a bowl.
Yang Can deliberately frowned slightly: "Your lover is unqualified, how can you show your dear face? Aren't all Taiwanese girls as gentle as Lin Chiling?"
Xia Meng looked at him silently and found that he was a rogue. She always felt that she was being eaten by him, but she vaguely felt that this feeling was good in her heart. When she walked from behind him, she put her hand on his neck and gently touched him. He said angrily in his ear: "I really want to strangle you..."
As soon as Xia Meng’s slippery skin rubbed against her neck, Yang Can immediately reacted. After all those emotional struggles and struggles with thoughts, Yang Can was no longer surrounded by endless guilt. He just hoped All these women around him can live happily.
After eating two bites of porridge, Yang Can smiled and took Xia Meng's hand into her arms.
"You. What do you do? I have to clean up the bowl..." Xia Meng stammered.
Xia Meng's eyes were a little panic, but he hesitated and struggled to see that Yang Can was picked up by Yang Can and walked to the big bed in the bedroom. Xia Meng blushed, trying to say something "You..." With Yang Can.
The sound of struggling in a low voice, the sound of clothes...
At noon, when Yang Can’s cell phone rang, Yang Can woke up, Xia Meng's slender sex was tightly held in her arms, and with the vibration of the bell, Xia Meng wiped her sweaty eyelashes and moved. , Slowly opened his eyes, and felt that she was naked in Yang Can's arms. Xia Meng's face flushed red, biting her lip biting bitterly and screaming, "What a big'perverted' wolf."
Yang Can chuckled, "I will let you go after a kiss."
She leaned over and kissed Xia Meng’s thin red lips. Xia Meng pressed her mouth vigorously. She refused to respond, but she looked very hard. I don’t know why Yang Can was so excited when she leaned over, like a certain This kind of primitive pulsation is jumping in one's own nerves.
Yang Can let go of her helplessly, and Xia Meng hurriedly dragged her "chaotic" underwear into the "hair" quilt and put it on her body, while squeezing Yang Can's arm severely: "I haven't seen you. such a man."
Yang Can got up and took a shower. After he came out, he called for lunch in the living room. He made another phone call to Lao Hei. He smiled on the other side of the phone and said that he was very beautiful, and Yang Can knew this old boy. I must have been there before and heard the absurd voices of herself and Xia Meng.
Lao Hei couldn't stay in Nanshi for a few days, and he was about to leave. Yang Can screamed that it was a pity that he had the opportunity to talk to him, but he did not expect to accomplish another thing.
The waiter at the hotel delivered a French-style western food, Yang Can casually patted a 300 yuan tip, and the waiter respectfully quit the room.
"You. You are a big pervert." Xia Meng's voice was sweet and greasy, and she felt the *** in Yang Can's eyes. She couldn't help but complain. He had already been aggrieved by Yang Can's behavior after drinking. After unloading it, I felt a lot more relaxed.
She has no regrets at all, but for Yang Can, a person who used to think she was very reliable, a very decent reporter representative, and a man with masculinity in her mind. The performance of these two days is completely like a "pervert" wolf. , Xia Meng was really angry.