The car arrived downstairs in the last row. After Liu Yang stopped the car, he had no intention of getting out of the car. Unexpectedly, Sun Qingmei turned around and said as she got off the car: "Just park here, it's not in the way..."
Uh... Just when Liu Yang was at a loss, Sun Qingmei held the car door with one hand, stuck her head in, and said in a vague tone: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper... I feel weak all over, and my legs are very weak. You Help me up..."
Liu Yang also had no reason to refuse Sun Qingmei's request. Her legs were still weak. As a grown man, he couldn't just ignore her and leave her alone.
Liu Yang had no choice but to get out of the car, go around to Sun Qingmei's side, put his right hand around her back, and put his palm on her armpit, allowing most of her body weight to bear on his right hand.
Entering the elevator, pressing the number, the elevator slowly rises.
Suddenly, Liu Yang felt something strange in his right hand, and when he moved it, he suddenly realized that his right hand was placed under her armpit, and his four fingers were just supporting her plump outside. Her warm, soft and elastic mountains, Right against his fingertips.
But Sun Qingmei closed her eyes slightly and rested her head on her shoulder, as if she was completely unaware.
When people receive such a blow, they still don’t know what the pain is like. What are they thinking about? At this moment, Liu Yang felt that his mentality was a little dirty. He really wanted to pick up his left hand and slap his face hard.
After getting out of the elevator, Sun Qingmei took out the key from her handbag, fumbled to open the door and walked in. With a snap, the entrance light came on.
"You have a good rest, I'm... leaving..." Liu Yang only glanced inside and saw that her house had been renovated. There was a shoe cabinet against the wall at the entrance, and there was a small partition further inside. Through the gap between the partitions, you can see that the living room inside has been set up with sofas and coffee tables.
Sun Qingmei turned around, looked at Liu Yang who was standing at the door, and said with a pale face: "Come in, have a drink with me... It will take a lot of time for you to go back to the hotel at this time... "
What do you mean
Liu Yang looked at her blankly, feeling a little annoyed that he had made up this lie when he broke up with her in the evening.
At that time, Sun Qingmei asked her where she would stay at night, and she casually said she would stay in a hotel. Unexpectedly, this woman had just finished a fight with her husband, and she actually remembered what she said.
However, even if it would take some time to drive back to the hotel now, could he stay with her? If I don't go back all night, how will I explain it to Zhang Jing then? She knew that she came out to see Sun Qingmei.
She had doubts about her relationship with Sun Qingmei. If she didn't go back for one night, her thoughts would definitely be confirmed...
"No... no, I'd better go back. You have a good rest..." Liu Yang said and was about to turn around, but Sun Qingmei said quietly behind him: "Am I so bad that I don't deserve you to look at me? Giggles. ... No wonder Zhang Wei would look for women outside. It turns out that I am really that bad... "
"I... I didn't mean it like this..." Listening to Sun Qingmei's words, Liu Yang couldn't help but feel aggrieved in his heart, thinking, sister, I really didn't mean it like this? We are alone, why should we drink when we are up in the middle of the night? What does it mean to let outsiders know this
"Come in..." This time, Sun Qingmei said these two words simply, took off her shoes, put on slippers, and walked in directly. As her figure swayed, the big lights in the room came on.
At this time, Liu Yang had no choice but to close the door, change into slippers and walk in like her, only to see Sun Qingmei had put down her bag and was squatting in front of the wine cabinet in the living room, rummaging for something.
After a while, she came over with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, looked at Liu Yang who was standing stupidly behind, showed a bitter smile and said: "Sit down, if it weren't for you, I might never have Here’s your chance to drink this bottle of wine…”
"Uh... Secretary Sun, you can't say that. How can a couple not fight? Looking at the fierce fighting, everyone knows in their hearts, is the beating a kiss or a scolding or love? This is all a joke. "..." Even if Liu Yang wished Zhang Wei was dead, he would not say so in front of Sun Qingmei at this time.
"Giggle..." Sun Qingmei laughed while pouring red wine into the quilt: "I'm not a child, I understand all these principles. It's just that you don't understand our things... Oh, by the way, you are How do you know I..."
"Secretary Sun, if you want to thank you, just thank Zheng Qiuxia. It was she who called me and asked me to come to your house to see if anything happened." Liu Yang would not take credit for Zheng Qiuxia's achievements, and kept it true to form. I told Sun Qingmei.
"Oh, so that's what happened. Qiuxia knows everything about our family, so it's no wonder she thinks so. Fortunately, she's smart..." As she said that, Sun Qingmei filled the glass with wine. Passed it to Liu Yang: "Zheng Qiuxia should thank you, but mainly I should thank you..."
Liu Yang didn't say anything else. He picked up the cup, touched it with Sun Qingmei and took a sip.
It has a slightly sour and slightly bitter taste without any sweetness.
It's not as strong as liquor or as showy as beer. It's a process of slow drinking and getting tipsy, and it's a concentration that can only be tasted. But people like the feeling of being slightly drunk under the catalysis of red wine, and they like to detail the feeling of no one knowing their thoughts.
More often than not, the emotion given by red wine is the kind that exists between relatives and friends.
It does not need to provide food and clothing for the cold nights and warm winters like for relatives. Nor does it appear that polite greetings hide the inner feelings that cannot be expressed deeply.
It is always in the bottle, faithfully waiting for the call.
And more often than not, red wine is more like a lover, it tolerates all willfulness, playfulness, passion, sadness, happiness, and ruthlessness. In the turbulent emotional space, keep a certain distance from each other and have a tacit understanding with each other that cannot be expressed to others.
When you are in pain, only red wine is a painkiller for healing after sadness. It helps people temporarily forget the pain, gives encouragement and courage, and anesthetizes the nerves and all the pain that is not allowed to be vented under cultivation.
The passion of a glass of wine and the kindness of a glass of wine will withstand the hurt and sting of the world.
Red wine can be the ignition point of loneliness. It can make the beauty of loneliness burn for a long time, remind you of your past favorites and forget the current unhappiness. With the help of red wine, countless endless flowers bloom, decorating the lonely space.
However, Sun Qingmei's mood was obviously extremely bad. Liu Yang took a small taste, but she raised her neck and downed the entire glass.
"Ahem..." With two clear coughs, a few strands of the wine he just drank spurted out.
Her silk shirt was very thin, and a large area in the front was wet, clinging to her bra and the skin on her abdomen. The wet shirt became transparent, and the outline of the bra and the skin color of the abdomen were clearly revealed.
Liu Yang quickly turned his head, but over there, Sun Qingmei's giggle sounded: "What are you hiding from? It's not like you haven't seen it before?"
"I..." Liu Yang took a deep breath and said secretly: "This bitch is crazy!"
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Sun Qingmei asked softly from the side, and a stream of hot air blew on Liu Yang's neck: "Do you dare to say that you really have no idea about me? In the elevator just now , where did your hand touch?"
This woman... she knew everything, but she pretended to be confused. What does she mean
"You're drunk... I was trying to help you not to fall... I did it unconsciously, not on purpose..."
"You're half right." Before Liu Yang finished speaking, Sun Qingmei interrupted him: "Yes at first, but not later. I can feel it..."
"I was..." Blushing... panting... speechless.
Turning his head inadvertently, Liu Yang saw Sun Qingmei slowly raising her hand and gently unbuttoning her shirt...
As the buttons were undone one by one, her high breasts wearing a bra revealed a large area of white and tender breasts. As she pulled the hem of her shirt out of her skirt, and then gently took off the two sleeves, the round and delicate navel on her lower abdomen was like a shining diamond, shining brightly under the light.
"Didn't you say that I have a noble status? Didn't you say that being able to play with a woman like me was worth showing off when I went out? Didn't you say that you wanted to put a cuckold on that turtle bastard Zhang Wei so that he would never dare to show off in front of you again? Are you arrogant? Now the opportunity has come... Last time you did something worse than an animal, can you be like an animal this time?"
As she spoke, Sun Qingmei twisted her body slightly, touched the zipper on the side of her skirt with one hand, and pulled it down with a squeaking sound. Then, she slowly pulled the skirt to the crook of her legs, then gently raised her feet to remove the skirt.
Listening to Sun Qingmei's words and watching her gentle movements in front of him, Liu Yang couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in the Sihe office.
That time, Sun Qingmei originally went to settle accounts with herself because of Hu Xiaohong's incident, but unexpectedly she ended up fighting with her on the sofa in the room.
At the critical moment, Zhao Jingjing knocked on the door, transforming herself from a beast into something worse than a beast.
Under the soft light, the slender waist, the flat belly, the round legs, the small toes pressed together in the stockings... all of these seemed familiar to me.
In the face of beauty, Liu Yang considers himself not a saint who can sit back and relax.
Now he felt like a deer, wanting to untie her bra, touch the high peaks wrapped in it with his hands, kiss her lips, peel off her stockings and underwear, and penetrate her body.
- However, Liu Yang also knew that Sun Qingmei was now stimulated by Zhang Wei and wanted to take revenge on her bastard man. If something happened to her at this time, it would be taking advantage of others.
If he did that, he would really change from a beast to something worse than a beast.
It must be done, but it cannot be done!
There are many things in the world that you can only appreciate but not act rashly. It is a great happiness that you are lucky enough to appreciate it.
He grabbed the wine bottle, filled himself up with a glass of wine, tilted his neck and drank it, then smashed the glass to the ground with a bang, stood up, with red eyes, and said viciously: "I would rather be worse than an animal. I don’t want you to regret it later.”
Hearing the door being slammed shut, Sun Qingmei yelled at the top of her lungs: "Liu Yang, you bastard, you have humiliated me again... You beast, you are worse than a beast..."