With bare feet, Yang Xiuya's clear and moving cheeks were flushed with "fluid", and she looked sadly at the two empty wine bottles beside the white clouds in front of her in a daze.
Although most of the two bottles of wine were handled by Yang Can, the female star was obviously incapable of wine and her pretty face was slightly smoked. When she started walking in a straight line, she would lean to the side and open her heart to strangers.
Like many old-fashioned fictional movie scenes, after the hero of Yang Can rescued the beauty of Yang Xiuya, two strangers walked side by side under the night sky and began to borrow wine from a bleak roadside stall on the side of the road. Sorrow.
To be honest, Yang Can was also struggling. On the one hand, he wanted to leave Yang Xiuya quickly for fear of getting into trouble, and on the other hand, he was worried that this big beauty would have an accident by herself in the middle of the night, which would disturb his conscience.
In the process of hesitation, as a normal man, he was finally persuaded by Yang Xiuya's bewildered beauty and the vanity in his heart.
Of course, the more important point is that in the process of using mind reading in the past few years, Yang Can found that the mind reading technique he mobilized requires his own consciousness and energy is gradually increasing. After summing up, the way to increase knowledge is exactly the same as that of gaseous consciousness. There is more contact with clear people, as long as they are around these people, their own consciousness energy will be nourished, and it will gradually increase over time. When he first started, his mind reading technique could only last for one minute, but now the time has been greatly enhanced.
And these people with clear consciousness and energy are usually beautiful women. This is also the reason why Yang Can's "sex" personality has suddenly changed over the years. In the past, he was the least good at dealing with women.
Yang Xiuya is undoubtedly the person with the clearest aura consciousness among the people he knows, which makes him unconsciously want to be close to her.
In fact, he himself is curious, when his consciousness energy is strengthened to a certain energy, will there be new changes in mind reading.
Yang Can didn't consciously sigh in his heart, if I fall in love with you and still don't touch you, I'm afraid that such a serious "good person" will degenerate into a beast, but disapprovingly retort: "Then... it still depends on people. "
Yang Xiuya wiped the hair on her forehead so that it would not block her vision, she held her chin in one hand, and looked at Yang Can with her clear beautiful eyes for a long time before she reached out her fingers in a drunk manner, pointed at him and muttered: " You... Not bad... Saved me... You are not a beast." After speaking, he took the wine glass and poured wine into his mouth.
Seeing Yang Xiuya desperately trying to get drunk and choking and coughing, tears rolled in her eyes, Yang Can sympathetically raised her hand and took out the napkin and handed it over.
"I didn't cry again. What kind of toilet paper? I'm crazy." Yang Xiuya turned her face and said stubbornly, forced to provoke her tears, her hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze, enough to make any man fascinated.
"It's not for wiping your tears, wiping your mouth. When people see it, they think I have done you something." Like ordinary people, Yang Can's patience with women is directly proportional to her appearance. Yan Yue "color".
"If I cry now, it means I have lost. I can't cry, Yang Xiuya. No one will help you wipe your tears when I cry."
"You have to figure out the situation. Now, people all over the world are going to watch the jokes about me being abandoned by men after I married into a wealthy family. Today is my birthday. I absolutely can't cry anymore."
Yang Xiuya's "chao" red face has a complicated expression, holding back tears, and the words of consciousness constantly appearing on her head, Yang Can sympathizes with her from the bottom of her heart.
It turns out that today is her birthday. This is really a tragedy plus a tragedy. Her voice slowed down and asked in a soft voice, "Did you cry?"
"Just tell you I'm not crying!" Yang Xiuya suddenly looked back at Yang Can and her voice suddenly rose a little higher: "I thank you very much, but who are you, you are just my mother, please come and check Zhang Jie It’s just my private detective, I know it’s my fault that I didn’t listen to her advice... But why did you teach me..." Yang Xiuya gritted her silver teeth and vented her depression to Yang Can with grief and anger.
"You are really a woman, if it weren't for you to be pitiful, I didn't have the time to take care of you." After all, Yang Can is not a good husband. He was so kind of being ruined by others, so he didn't get angry at all, and he didn't bother to explain to her that he was not. What kind of private detective, he stood up and left.
It was late at night, the street was silent, and the cool breeze made people feel a bit chilly. Except for the elderly couple grilling at the roadside stall, no one else, even the air seemed a bit lonely, Yang Xiuya's heart Feeling a sense of emptiness for no reason, "touched" "touched" the jacket she was wearing, and looking at the back of Yang Can while she was shivering and walking away, Yang Xiuya suddenly realized that this helped her how much today. The second man seemed to be her only reliance at this time. He couldn't help feeling regret and stopped Yang Can: "Hey... Detective, do you do everything for money in your business?"
Yang Can stopped and looked back at her, and clearly saw her consciousness text: "Today is obviously my 22nd birthday, why should I have such a miserable life." "Everyone betrayed me, no one stood. On my side, I must not allow myself to celebrate my birthday alone."
Yang Xiuya bit her lower lip and hesitated for a while, and finally confided her request: "Then... I will pay now. You accompany me for one night today, chatting and drinking."
Yang Can glanced back at her, a little bit of excitement of taking advantage of the fire, and some feeling that he was being despised, and whether he was a duck, he could cover the whole night with the money. This sounds really awkward, slightly He laughed sarcastically: "I said Xiaohuadan, yes, I will do a lot for money, but if you want me to be an escort, I'm afraid you can't afford the price."
Unexpectedly, Yang Can refused without hesitation. Yang Xiuya's stubborn and beautiful face flashed with disappointment, but immediately took a deep breath and stared into Yang Can's eyes: "You are now suggesting that I have too little money. Isn't it, I have money, promise... a thousand is enough, right?" The tone still maintained that stubborn arrogance.
Yang Can shook his head and felt that this woman really didn't know the point, and sighed: "Xiao Huadan, do you understand what I'm talking about? Is this a problem of money!"
"Two thousand..."
Seeing that Yang Can didn't turn her head back, Yang Xiuya panicked and started to raise her volume and shouted: "Three thousand..." "Four thousand..." Every time she shouted, Yang Can's discomfort accumulated and strode away.
Feeling the chill brought by the cool night breeze on the skin, thinking about her horrible experience all day, Yang Xiuya finally squatted on the ground and cried out with a cry of endless sadness in her voice. As if abandoned by the whole world.
"Don't go, okay... I... Today is my birthday... I don't want to be alone, at least not today..." Hearing the cry, Yang Can finally stopped and looked back at this man squatting on the ground crying Peerless beauty with tears.
Yang Xiuya, with her bare snow-white feet bowed and sobbing, was like a fairy who fell into the world in the night breeze, making anyone unable to resist the impulse that as long as she can stop crying, it is worth sacrificing everything.
The two factions of good and evil in their hearts struggled and struggled, and then slowly walked back, squatting down in front of Yang Xiuya, feeling pity again in her heart, and her real desire was aroused by her, and her throat was unconscious. Some were dry and swallowed.
Looking at her eyes, she said softly: "Okay, Xiao Huadan, I can accompany you without charging you, but I will say yes, I Yang Can stay with the girl overnight, it is impossible to chat..." After staying in the army for a few years, Yang Can was no longer the innocent young man. Putting him in front of such a big beauty, he had close contact with her for a whole night. If he had no idea, he would be a sturdy man.
Yang Xiuya raised her clear face and looked at Yang Can. Of course she knew what he was suggesting. The two almost felt the breath between each other, and their chests were not throbbing. At this most vulnerable time, the stimulation of alcohol increased. The graceful atmosphere of the starry night sky made Yang Xiuya unconsciously have a strange and inexplicable affection for this seemingly ordinary strange man in front of him.
Even if I asked her ten thousand times afterwards, she absolutely didn't believe that she would know this moment, so she nodded her head inexplicably.
Yang Xiuya's home is not as luxurious as imagined, it is an ordinary two-story villa.
Yang Can also felt her heart squeeze. His heart was beating very fast, and her whole body was hot. He wanted to go up and tear her clothes.
Yang Xiuya looked back at him, and found the burning heat in his eyes, and her cheeks were red and she dared not look at Yang Can.
Yang Can found that this shocking beauty with a weeping ghost and snake temperament would be very pure as long as he was excited, and any consciousness text was extremely clear.
"This is the legendary one-night stand. Yang Xiuya, you have been a nun for almost 20 years, and you have suddenly reached the level of one-night stand... Why am I so open... I am too strong."
When Yang Can was about to reach out, Yang Xiuya stood up in a panic: "I... I will turn off the lights first." Turn off the lights in the room.
The light in the room is dim, which makes people look more warm. Yang Xiuya doesn't want to be too embarrassed. She breathes slightly in the dark, as if she is changing clothes. Yang Can can't help but wonder how charming Fu Jiao body is. .
"Are you okay, I'm sorry... I'll get the "medicine"." Yang Xiuya, who was "lost" in her passion and snuggled in her arms, seemed to realize that she had broken Yang Can. The wine seemed to wake up a little and lifted it up. Said his head pityingly.
"It's okay. Just keep going." Yang Can was indulged in sex, but he couldn't take care of these things, and dragged her back to him in a "chaotic" and "chaotic" manner.