In the evening, I had a drink with the brothers at Miwei. I haven’t gotten together for half a month. Everyone is in a good mood. Qin Xiaogang seems to be free recently. Does Zhang Yuan have some effect on his sister’s words? , Also unknown.
After drinking and eating, everyone laughed enough and went back to their homes to rest.
On the way, Zhang Yuan suddenly thought that the demolition households are thinking about moving to a new house. Have my parents been looking forward to it? In the past, he was afraid that they were worried, so Zhang Yuan never offered to buy a house to improve their accommodation conditions, but now he and Fan Jiaojiao are firmly nailed down. Worry about it.
I was driving the car, thinking about it, and the phone moved restlessly.
It was Fan Jiaojiao who called, saying that Liu Jing was sleeping with her at night, so let Zhang Yuan go home and live.
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly, "You really value friends and despise sex. If you have friends, you don't want a husband. I don't have a place to live in my house. I was thinking about buying a house just now. You have to give me some time to drive me away."
Fan Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Or let you live in the basement alone?"
The so-called basement is a secret word between them, which refers to the space created by the formation method. Fan Jiaojiao's skill is now higher. The room has doubled and there is a stream in the corner. But Zhang Yuan thinks that. It feels like digging a gutter in a house, how uncoordinated and uncoordinated.
And she wouldn't be able to make anything that is alive, such as TVs and mobile phones. There is no signal inside, and no power sockets. So even if the two of them practice that happy kung fu, they don't go there often.
Hearing that Fan Jiaojiao wanted to sleep in that small room by herself, Zhang Yuan quickly refused, "No, I'd better find a place to sleep on my own. There is only one hour outside, and when it’s dawn outside, how many days will I stay inside? , Then don’t suffocate your life."
"Hehe, knowing you guys have so many friends, is it not easy to find a place to sleep? Maybe, Yaoyao...hehe."
Zhang Yuan quickly stopped her nonsense, "Hey, don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with others."
"I know, I am just kidding you, bye."
Putting down the headset, Zhang Yuan pouted, where is he going? Finding a place to sleep is a problem. Go to live with godmother's house? To be honest, I don't have the face to see them, every time I see Yaoyao's big eyes, alas, my heart is filled with panic, but if I don't see them, do they miss it? If I move away with my parents in the future, will I not see each other again
Zhang Yuan Jiujin rushed into his heart with melancholy. He didn't know where to go when he drove, and he didn't know how long he had been driving. When he looked up, he found that he had reached Zhongjiang Community.
He used to encounter these troubles and always liked to find Mina, but Mina had already gone home. Forget it, let's deal with it all night.
Lock the car, open the door upstairs, and walk into the room. There is a touch of femininity. It seems that the girl has lived in a different place, even if the residual fragrance is still inspiring.
After taking off his clothes and washing a little bit, Zhang Yuan went to bed and got into Mina’s quilt. This quilt was bought by Mina herself. It was thick and soft. It was very comfortable to drill inside. Especially the pillow had an odorous fragrance, and there were two more. The green silk that Mina has left is a bit fanciful.
Indeed, it is absolutely impossible for an extremely normal boy to sleep in a girl’s scented blanket without any thoughts.
I'm a bit lonely and can't sleep, I always feel like I want to do something, and I can't sleep if I don't.
After repeating it for a while, just do it if he wants to do it. In fact, he had already thought about it in his heart, and the cover Jiawen gave him was placed in the innermost wardrobe here.
Jumped out of the bed, rushed to the closet, turned out the small paper box in the dark, took out the silky soft cover, and smelled it again. It was a very special fragrance.
Sehu jumped back to the big horns like going down the mountain, just about to do something bad, the phone rang.
Zhang Yuan blinked. Who is this? What's the matter at 12 midnight? Isn't this a tossing person
Hell, the phone rang and hung up, but with this nasty sound, Zhang Yuan's interest was almost gone.
"Who makes a phone call in the middle of the night to play?" Zhang Yuan stretched out a hand from the quilt, took his cell phone, and the caller's number. All of a sudden, his interest burst into flames.
He dialed back quickly.
"Is it convenient to answer the phone? Didn't it bother you?" A very soft voice came from a woman opposite, not loud, and a little deliberately pressed.
"No, I am alone here." Zhang Yuan felt a little thirsty when he spoke.
"I... saw your car." The woman across the phone said quietly.
Then there was a brief silence, and everyone must have guessed who it was. That's right, it was the charming mature sister Han Ying who was upstairs opposite.
The night was too quiet. Although they didn't speak, they could still hear the other person's breathing. They were all so thick, and they became thicker and muddy.
"Sister..." Zhang Yuan called out softly, with needs in his voice. A mature woman knew his needs very well.
"Brother... Hmm..." Han Ying opened her red lips, and let out a more direct sound that made the man bloody, so alluring, so impulsive, this sound can make men think of the plump and plump Han Ying in ** The expression when enjoying with closed eyes.
Zhang Yuan seemed to have been poured with a bucket of gasoline, and his whole body immediately tightened, swallowing a few mouthfuls and spitting, "Sister... I want..."
"You all said you are just a simple sister and brother." Han Ying seemed to be brooding about this, and said with a scorn.
Simple sisters and brothers, it used to be psychologically abnormal, such a sentimental wonderful thing, but also so active, and it is not the kind of dirty woman who is very casual, where to find
"Sister, my brother used to be stupid, will you come over, or me?" Zhang Yuan couldn't wait.
"No! He... is sleeping at home."
Zhang Yuan suddenly wanted to ask, what is your husband’s surname, and what kind of teacher? Mina, a dead girl, came to froze and didn’t tell him, so now he doesn’t know which teacher it is. He also pays attention to the school’s Teachers, they don't seem to be the same, but Zhang Yuan won't ask at this time, what to talk about, so he won't lose his interest.
"What should I do? I think now... Sister..."
Han Ying gasped and said, "Brother, sister also want to come to the balcony."
Zhang Yuan jumped out of bed wearing a big quilt and quickly came to the balcony.
The crescent moon hung obliquely in the air, the white water-like moonlight illuminates the two balconies, and a pair of men and women whose flames of desire are burning hot look at each other in the air.
The two balconies are not far away. Zhang Yuan can see clearly that Han Ying is standing upright with her mobile phone, a long robe-like white pajamas covering her abundance, and her long burgundy hair that was originally coiled is also scattered with waves. On her shoulders, the charming pair of eyes gleamed exceptionally. At this moment, she was like an angel who came by taking advantage of the moonlight, lusting, beautiful and moving...
Han Ying also saw Zhang Yuan, and then she moved her jade hand lightly, pinched the corner of the waistband on her slender waist, smiled and pulled...
Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded. She was so beautiful and tempting, blood-spraying sister, all her pajamas were vacuumed, and the peaks were so high and full, proudly tilted, facing Zhang Yuan provocatively.
The moon shines like a jade beauty, and Han Ying is like an angel who just came out of a milk bath. His whole body is white and soft. The fat crotch under the thin waist of the willow is exciting, and the jet black between his legs makes Zhang Yuan almost Go crazy...
Han Ying's red lips lighted up like rose petals, and a long and charming voice came, "Brother, am I pretty?"
"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful stayed, so beautiful."
"It's your turn."
Zhang Yuan threw off the big quilt, "Okay."
…
The next day, Zhang Yuan slept for a long time. He slept until the sun was shining on the bed. He was still thinking about the charming parts of Sister Han Ying last night and the suppressed Wan Zhuanying cry from her last night.
"It feels like a dream." Zhang Yuan sighed and looked at the pink cover on the bedside that was soiled by him again. He suddenly wondered whether Jiawen would count it until last night. Dirty? Is there a strong feeling in her heart? Why did she wait for me and give me this? Can it be considered that we will have a relationship between husband and wife
Zhang Yuan thought about it shamelessly, but his daydreams have never been long, maybe he should be considered a pragmatic person, every time he wants to be yy, there are many things in his mind that need to be solved.
For example, going to see a house, such as going to Aunt Yu's house, such as whether Jiaojiao got up, what is Mina doing, do you want to talk to the moonlight angel sister last night
I just wanted to call, but there was a call. Picking up the phone, Zhang Yuan was a little depressed. He thought that the first person to get up was Jiaojiao or Han Ying, but who was this
"Hey! Zhang Yuan, why hasn't it taken so long to answer the phone!" The voice of a careless boy came from the opposite side.
"I, I'm sleeping." Zhang Yuan replied, but his mind was turning, who seems to be very welcome.
"Sleep! The more you sleep, the more stupid it is. Are you on vacation? Come out and play, we will take you to a good place to play, exercise your courage, exercise your drinking capacity, exercise your man's energy, oh, remember to bring more money."
The more Zhang Yuan heard it, the more inexplicable, "Hey, who are you?"
"Damn! Classmate, for three years, I can’t hear Ling Feng’s voice because of me taking care of you so much. Do you want me to beat you?" Niugaomaa yelled and said softly, "Ling Feng with a loud voice." But I won’t beat you up. Come out with us. We are really doing it for you. Just like you, those rich women will dump you sooner or later, right? I helped you like that at school, but they will still come out. Help you."
Zhang Yuan heard that King Kong couldn't touch his head. He didn't know what he said, and he couldn't figure out whether he had really helped Zhang Yuan or threatened.
"Ling Feng, I have been a bit busy these past two days. Let's have a couple of days. I just have a lot of things on hand during the holiday."
"That's good! Knowing that you have a lot of rich girls, then after a while, we have a classmate party before the Chinese New Year. Then, how about you? If you don't come, our gang will kill you together. go with!"