Sending Yanjun to the top, Zhang Yuan also stopped, feeling the contraction and creeping in this woman's body, as well as the impact of the tide, and it felt very wonderful.
At this time, the chattering chicken woman on the opposite side finally hung up the phone. Zhang Yanjun weakly threw the phone on the sofa beside him, turned his head back to Zhang Yuankong, danced a fan fist, and said, "You are necrotic! Make a call." It was all messing up, and it was almost heard by others."
Zhang Yuan leaned down, pressed behind her soft body, sniffed the fragrance of the woman on her body, and smiled, "Your excuse is very good, haha, shit, hahahaha, how did you think of it?"
"Go go, don't pay attention to hygiene."
Zhang Yuan scratched her red and slippery face with the back of her fingers, kissed the silky sweat on her back, and couldn't help but slowly move back and forth a few times, and smiled: "You didn't say it first. I don’t know how to put it euphemistically."
"You're not over yet~" Zhang Yanjun realized that the kid was still inside, without reducing the size at all, begging: "Hurry up, everyone is going to die."
"Haha, it's comfortable to die." There will be no annoying calls. Zhang Yuan doesn't need to worry about it. He stretched out his hand to take off the crooked sling on Yanjun's body, threw it away, and then held one leg with one hand, violently To launch an offensive.
After another long time, Zhang Yanjun had already been "dying" by him, and this kid contributed his inventory.
Zhang Yanjun lay down as though he was dead, stretched out his legs feebly, feeling the afterglow, and then said: "No wonder you were looking for three young ladies yesterday."
"No." Zhang Yuan quickly explained, "Those two are killers, you don't know."
Yanjun gave him a white look, "Is there another one in a kimono? It's not a good thing."
"Well, that's the waiter."
"Don't fool me, then I will ask you again, what is that place?" Ms. Yanjun is indeed a senior reporter. Every time she asks questions one after another, making people unable to parry.
"That's the bathroom." Zhang Yuan scratched his head.
"There are still women in the bathroom?"
"Haha, you don't know this, let me give it to you." Zhang Yuan finally waited for the opportunity and began to say, "In Japan, men and women have a long history of bathing together. The history can be traced back thousands of years. Women, big, young and old all squeeze in a pool to take a bath. They are actually very pure. They just take a bath and chat, and things you imagined will not happen."
"I don't believe it, according to what you said, all Japanese men are Liu Xiahui? Will your men not respond when they see a beautiful girl taking a bath? Are there cats that are not greedy in this world?" Yanjun asked a few sharp questions. Zhang Yuan was speechless when asked again.
"Well, let’s talk about a real custom. In Japan, there are still some people whose daughters bathe with their father. The girl will wash with her husband until the daughter is married. But when the young couple go back to their natal house, The daughter still has to take a bath with her father, and the husband can only stare."
"The Little Japan of bt is not a human being, it is still very pure, ghost letter."
"Actually, I also heard that it is quite bt. Do you want me to accompany you in the afternoon?"
"No, I don't want others to make irresponsible remarks behind their backs."
In the afternoon, Tokyo, Shibuya.
This is a new neighborhood, a fashionable neighborhood, a neighborhood where high-tech and luxury goods are mixed, of course, it is also a neighborhood for young people.
The sun is shining and the sky is clear. The main streets of Shibuya are full of people. The majority of them are young people. The handsome men and women are wearing the brightest clothes and are swimming back and forth. The vehicles driving in the middle of the road seem to be also They all slowed down, and squatted like a cow.
At the exit of the subway, an unknown street band was crackling and banging and jumping. Three young boys were manipulating their instruments and wearing clothes like rice pockets, and there was a beautiful one standing in the middle. Niu is a colorful, very bright, of course, the most attractive thing is the two chubby thighs under the short skirt.
Zhang Yuan and Yin Shaojie whispered out of the subway station. In the afternoon, Yan Jun went to pick up his colleagues. Zhang Yuan was actually not ready to come out, but the ladyboy Yin Shaojie went here to eat Jiuxiao Affinity, chatting about Zhang Yuan coming to Shibuya to get a taste of the street. Culture, and when it comes to Japan not playing Japanese girls, that means not coming to Japan.
Zhang Yuan was right to think about it. Originally, Jun Yan fed him a half full in the morning, but who knows that half full people are even hungry. Then I thought about it, yes, it’s not shameful that we, a peach blossom sect master, come here for nothing. Well.
So I followed Yin Shaojie on the subway, came to station 109, got on, and listened to Yin Shaojie’s introduction. It turns out that this street chatting is also very popular in Japan. The purpose of chatting up is generally not for money, not to find someone to marry, but directly for Sex, everyone doesn’t ask about age or income, as long as it’s okay to look at, just find a place to have fun, and no one knows anyone after it’s done.
There are also several kinds of men who strike up a conversation, generally the most handsome, tall, tall, well-dressed, and personable. Those people are scouts from small film companies who come to find the heroine. It is legal to make such films in Japan. The heroine of the Japanese girl is also very normal. It is easy for Japanese girls to make money. As long as they are a little bit charming and willing to let them watch, then sign an agreement and they can be the heroine. However, there are too many movies in Japan, and the actress is also There are so many, and there are very few who are truly famous and make big money.
The second type of strike-up is some people who come out to find fragrance and beauty. These people are called soft sects by the Japanese. The soft sects are the most mainstream group in the strike-up game. They strike up women to be satisfied. These people are not so handsome and dressed. It's not high-end, but the clothes are very individual. Today's Zhang Yuan and Yin Shaojie fall into this category.
Finally, there is a kind of men that are ducks. They are mainly close to women who seem to be richer.
Of course, some women will take the initiative to strike up a conversation, but that is asking for money. I heard that the aid communication originated from this.
"Oh, is it easy to catch a woman?" Zhang Yuan threw a dollar to the small band next to the subway station, and immediately got the glamour of the singing girl. Zhang Yuan actually didn't give much, it was 10 The dollar, but the key is the dollar. The islanders are even more fond of foreigners than the Chinese.
Of course, Zhang Yuan hasn't seen the game of hitting-up. It is impossible to find a place to open a room as soon as he got out of the subway station. Moreover, Zhang Yuan hopes that he can get a girl without spending money. This shows his charm.
"There are statistics." Yin Shaojie cheered Zhang Yuan: "According to authoritative statistics, a survey of thousands of street girls found that more than 20% of them went to open a room with the man who struck up the same day."
"Wow, so many!" Zhang Yuan was a little surprised.
"Yes, as long as you are good at Japanese, you can pick up girls and tell you a secret. Many of the guys here are men from our country, and foreign students who work as part-timers are fine. No girl will ask you about your occupation. It doesn’t matter if you don’t hook up. Anyway, 20% chance. That is to say, under normal circumstances, if you hook up 5, at least one of them will agree to open a room with you."
Zhang Yuan couldn't help laughing, "These Japanese girls are really... exaggerated."
"Yes, how can you compare to girls in our country?" Yin Shaojie laughed and said, "The authoritative statistics just now have not finished. 20% of them will be in a man's bed that day, and 30% of women will use their mobile phones. Leave it to the other party, and then open a room with you when you next contact."
"So it's half?" Zhang Yuan looked up at the snow-white thighs that came and went on the busy street, and then said, "There are so many, is that half of the girls on this street sleep with strangers?"
"Cut, it's rare and weird." Yin Shaojie let out another despising nasal, and said, "According to authoritative statistics, every girl in Japan has an average of 43 xin partners, and 83% of girls will spend their time with their boyfriends. , Sleeping with other men, do you still think there is a big deal about this now?"
Zhang Yuan looked at Yin Shaojie in a daze, then smiled, "You know a lot of authoritative statistics. I really suspect that you are an expert who specializes in accelerating conversations."
"I'm really an expert. I think I was a pure little virgin when I came here. Later, I found out that the hitch-up game here quickly completed the sprint from 0 to 100." Yin Shaojie said of his own romantic affairs. , Quite proud, but Zhang Yuan started to feel bored.
For Taohuamen advocates Yuan, it is no longer the kind of grade that hopes to win by quantity. Like these goods, Zhang Yuan doesn't know the hundreds of men. Is it interesting? And there is no difficulty, is there a sense of conquest? Who played who, is not as good as a duck. Zhang Yuan is not the kind of man who is hungry, so he began to be disappointed.
"Look over there, that man."
Zhang Yuan looked up and saw a tall and thin man in a white T-shirt following a girl in a high school costume, but unfortunately, the girl ignored him, and then the taller took a fancy to the oncoming one. The girl in her 20s is very beautiful. Zhang Yuan thinks she is pretty, she has a very good figure, and her dress is fashionable. She has denim shorts, white legs, and twin peaks on her chest.
Obviously, the appearance and capital of the thin and tall man is really terrible.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan heard Yin Shaojie say in a hurry, "Wait, let this handsome guy go and pick him up."