Chapter 104: Guessing, Mood, Bingjie 2

Wife, think about it carefully. If you don’t want to do this, I won’t force you. But one thing I want to tell you is that if it’s really like that, I may not be very convenient for you. By that time, you can’t blame me. You are afraid that Jingsi knows the things between us, and I am the same. If you are willing to do what I say, I can take some risks and be with you secretly, but if you don’t want to, I don’t need to take such risks, because in that case, maybe in the end, I won’t get even one of you.

Qi Huan did not force Su Lan anymore. After saying such words, he turned his body sideways and lay there to rest.

Qi Huan originally thought that after she made such an attitude, Su Lan would agree to herself half-super and try to accept the plan of mother and daughter sharing a husband. However, after Qi Huan turned sideways, Su Lan was also silent there. Qi Huan could hear it. Su Lan sighed slightly, and her body was tossing and turning. Obviously, this beautiful mature woman was having a fierce ideological struggle there.

Until Qi Huan put on her clothes and left Su Lan's home, Su Lan did not make a clear statement to Qi Huan's request, which made Qi Huan feel angry. When watching the plot of a mother and daughter sharing a husband on the website, the male protagonist's body was shocked, which made the mother and daughter willingly follow her, playing tricks in the bed, but the reality is so difficult.

But similarly, Qi Huan also knew that Su Lan was a traditional housewife after all, and it was rare to be able to have a fame and a spring breeze with her. Now she still wants her to conquer Zhao Jingsi with her to achieve her desire to share her husband with her mother and daughter. All this happened so far, not twenty-four hours have passed. It was too fast and she was too anxious.

It was precisely because of this that Qi Huan decided to have a good time for Sulan. At least one week later, we will come to find Sulan again. We must use this action to let the beautiful mature woman know that because she did not agree to her request, she is very angry now, so let the beautiful mature woman think about it slowly.

Qi Huan believes that through today's two battles, this beautiful mature woman should have become fascinated by the stimulating feeling she brought to her. As long as she neglects her for a while, maybe she will be unable to control the lust in her body and thus agree to her request. Thinking of this, a bad and evil smile appeared on the corner of Qi Huan's mouth.

When he got home, Qi Huan surfed the Internet, turned on the computer, and QQ, Qi Huan saw a familiar avatar flashing there. Looking at the flashing avatar, Qi Huan proudly snapped his fingers, immediately opened the dialog box, and started chatting there: Sister Bingjie, do you miss me? Why did you send me so many messages? Are you impatient to chat with me?

Xiaohuan, where have you been? I was bored today and wanted to chat with you for a while. But I didn’t know that after waiting for you for a long time, you didn’t go back. Are you not in the office?

After Qi Huan's message was sent for a while, his avatar flashed again, and Zhou Bingjie replied.

After having dinner with Zhou Bingjie for the second time that day, Zhou Bingjie told Qi Huan about her contact information. After Qi Huan got the number, she added Zhou Bingjie to her home. The two of them established contact information online. Through chatting, Qi Huan knew that after that incident, Zhou Bingjie had divorced Wang Ziwen.

Through chatting, the relationship between the two became more familiar. In addition, Qi Huan had ambitions for this charming wife and young woman, so when he contacted Zhou Bingjie, he would occasionally say ambiguous words to tease Zhou Bingjie. At the beginning, Zhou Bingjie seemed a little uncomfortable with this, so after Qi Huan said such words, Zhou Bingjie usually ignored Qi Huan's message for half an hour or even a whole day.

However, as the two of them had contacted each other longer, Zhou Bingjie's attitude gradually changed. The ambiguous words that Qi Huan said were no longer so resistant. Therefore, Qi Huan dared to ask Zhou Bingjie if she missed herself as soon as she came up.

Now seeing the words "Zhou Bingjie" flashing in the dialog box, Qi Huan's heart moved and quickly typed a line of words: Sister Bingjie, I'm sorry, I just went to pick up girls and came back, which made you wait for a long time.

It's so too much that you've been waiting for you online for so long, you're actually with other women.

With this line of words, there was also a crying expression.

Haha, who made Sister Bingjie refuse every invitation I want to date you? There was no way, so I had to find a woman to spend some lonely time.

Qi Huan typed this line of words while matching it with a proud expression.

Yes, who did you go on a date with? Is there anyone who is beautiful? If I am not beautiful, it proves that you are too blind.

Zhou Bingjie's reply flashed immediately. Seeing the reply, Qi Huan typed another line of words: Of course there is nothing. Sister Bingjie is the goddess in my mind. In this world, I am afraid there is no woman who can represent the image of Sister Bingjie in my heart.

Yes, then I am so honored. Since you think that I am the goddess in your heart, how could you look for another woman? Isn’t this a contradiction?

It’s not contradictory, because I couldn’t see Sister Bingjie, so I went to find another one. But I didn’t expect that no matter what I found, I would compare with you in my heart. The more I compare this, the more I feel that Sister Bingjie is the best. Unfortunately, Sister Bingjie doesn’t date me, so I’m so worried.

While Qi Huan quickly typed out such a line of words, he put a sad expression on the side of the words.

Xiaohuan, it’s not that I don’t date you, but that Sister Bingjie is an unknown person and has just divorced her husband. I don’t want to bring my bad luck to you. I hope you can understand Sister Bingjie.

Bingjie, are you an unknown person? I don’t know, why am I lucky enough to be with you? Look, since I met you, your company has immediately transferred the three-month investment profits, and now, I have become friends with you, Sister Bingjie, which are all good things for me.

Qi Huan knew that Zhou Bingjie had always been in a bad mood after divorced Wang Ziwen, so at this time, she made an exception and did not tease Zhou Bingjie, but comforted Zhou Bingjie there.

hehe.It’s good to chat with you. I was in a bad mood at first, but now when I heard you say this, my mood has improved again. Thank you, Xiaohuan.

Thank you, Sister Bingjie, who is with us? Do you still remember what I said to you that day?

What to say.

I said, you are a goddess in my mind. I like you. I didn’t dare to say anything before, but now you have divorced your husband. Can you think about this matter again?

Qi Huan typed this line of words and after sending it out, she was waiting for Zhou Bingjie's reply.

Zhou Bingjie sat next to the computer, looking at the words displayed in the dialog box, and her heart was pounding. Zhou Bingjie herself didn't know what was going on. She actually had an inexplicable favor to this man who was seven or eight years younger than her. Every time she chatted with him, she felt very happy. However, every time when Qi Huan asked her for invitation, Zhou Bingjie refused. From the bottom of her heart, Zhou Bingjie was still willing to be with Qi Huan, but she was willing to be with Qi Huan, but she didn't date Qi Huan. Maybe Zhou Bingjie had a vague sense of consciousness. If this development between herself and Qi Huan continued, something would definitely happen between the two.

Now seeing Qi Huan say that again, expressing his meaning to himself bluntly. While Zhou Bingjie felt a sweet feeling in her heart, she felt a little scared. Yes, the harm of a marriage made Zhou Bingjie deeply guarded against men. Although Zhou Bingjie could see from Qi Huan's performance that Qi Huan and her husband were not the same type of people, but this was only now. In the future, when she gets old, Qi Huan becomes tired of her body, so what should she do?

Sitting there and being silent for a long time, Zhou Bingjie felt that she should still reject Qi Huan: Xiaohuan, I already understand your feelings, but I am already in my thirties. We are not suitable for being together, really.

Sister Bingjie, you can't say this, how could it be inappropriate?

Qi Huan's reply immediately lit up.

It's really not suitable. Now you may think I am your favorite, but after the test of time, you may feel that what you are talking about today is the impulse of youth. Okay, Xiaohuan, let's not discuss this issue, okay, let's say something happy.

Qi Huan looked at the line of words flashing on the screen and knew that Zhou Bingjie was a person who said what he said. If he still had to get involved in this matter, maybe Zhou Bingjie would really go offline, so Qi Huan didn't talk to Zhou Bingjie about this issue: OK, Sister Bingjie, let's do it, I'll call a few riddles for you to guess, how do you see it?

OK, you said.

There is a ditch three feet above the ground, and the water flows all year round. No cattle and sheep come to eat grass. Only monks come to wash their hair and hit a woman's body.

Looking at the message sent by Qi Huan, Zhou Bingjie fell into deep thought. She was three feet above the ground, still a ditch, and flowing water in all seasons. What is this? Is there saliva in my mouth? It can be explained that it flows for all seasons, but it is not just three feet above the ground. That is not the mouth, what is that?

After thinking for a while, Zhou Bingjie didn't even remember it. Under this situation, Zhou Bingjie's curiosity couldn't help but arouse: Xiaohuan, what is it, I can't guess.

Sister Bingjie, this is actually easy to guess. If you think about what you have three feet above the ground, don’t you know?

While looking at Zhou Bingjie's reply flashing on the screen, Qi Huan smirked and typed out such a line of words.

What's three feet above the ground?

Zhou Bingjie muttered the words on the screen while looking at her body. Three feet above the ground, it should be her big retardation root. Is there a groove at the big retardation root? What is that? Zhou Bingjie's eyes turned to her big retardation root. Looking at her smooth big retardation outside, suddenly, the wonderful wife realized something, and her pretty face that could be broken by her fingers couldn't help but turn red.

Three feet above the ground is his big root, so what is there in his big root? At this time, Zhou Bingjie thought of her plump and plump mouth that was tightly wrapped in close-fitting clothes. Doesn’t her little mouth seem to be in a very ditch? In this way, it’s easy to understand why sheep don’t see cattle and sheep coming to eat grass, and just see monks washing their hair.

If the answer to the riddle is really his part, although there is a sad grass, it is absolutely impossible for animals to eat grass. When the monk is washing his hair, Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but think of the man's thing. It was bare on the thing, and it looked like the monk's head. When doing that, the saliva flowed out of his little mouth dripped onto the thing. Wasn't it washing the monk's hair? All the riddles catered to it. That thing was the plump and plump little mouth tightly wrapped between his two retreats.

Thinking that Qi Huan actually came up with such a riddle to guess for him, Zhou Bingjie couldn't help but hate her and wanted to turn off the computer immediately to teach Qi Huan a lesson. But at the same time, the beautiful wife felt a strange stimulation in her heart. The strange stimulation stimulated the beautiful wife's nerves, and the beautiful wife's idea of ​​turning off the computer slowly faded away.

It has been more than half a month since he divorced Wang Ziwen, and Zhou Bingjie is at the age of being like a wolf or a tiger. In the past, every night, Zhou Bingjie almost had to be in love with Wang Ziwen. Although Wang Ziwen could not fully satisfy himself, it was much better than the one who stayed alone every night. In the past ten days, Zhou Bingjie felt that every night he would torment the loneliness that penetrated his bones, making it difficult for him to fall asleep. Even if he fell asleep in a daze, he would have strange dreams. In the dream, sometimes he would rape others, sometimes he would be with his beloved man, and sometimes he would peep him.