Brother,
While driving the car, Lao Du said to me with a smile: It's great to have two people fucked a woman at the same time. I didn't feel this way before. Since we fucked Lao Yin together that day, I can't forget that night. When I think of you coming up, I go down, you go down, I come up again, one after another, and my heart beat faster, and my big cock kept slamming my head... Oh, is that right!
I agreed absent-mindedly, but secretly cursed him in my heart: Damn, mountain goods!
...Oh, my poor Sister Yin, you are going to be played roughly by Lao Du again!
ah,
Lao Du continued to recall: Ah, it's so fun. You fuck Lao Yin's old pussy, I fuck her big asshole, and then pulled it out again, and with a buzz, it hit her mouth, hahaha...
Didi, Didi, Didi, ...
Suddenly, the mobile phone placed on the front seat screamed and Lao Du finally closed his mouth and picked up the phone: Hey, yeah? Oh, big girl, hehehe, hahaha, big brother misses you so much, I want to fuck you so much! What, what, what? Say, say something, say something, let go of it if you have a fart, hahaha... Ahhh, OK, let me thank you after the matter is done? Hey, okay, drink, I, I just finished it! Then, okay, let's have another meal, yes, review, okay, wait, I'll go there now!
Lao Du closed the phone with a snap: Brother, brother, hoho, let’s have food, the good goods are delivered to your door!
What kind of food is there? What good products?
Fuck, what else can I do? A little slut, a little slut came to the door consciously. Hahaha, brother, don’t you think Lao Yin’s pussy is too old? Let’s go, brother will take you to play with your little slut! After saying that, the front of the car turned and turned into the vast commercial street. Lao Du controlled the steering wheel, rushed left and right, and finally parked the car in front of a Korean restaurant: Arrive, go, have a drink!
The waiter dressed in Korean ethnic costume enthusiastically led us into the door of a small private room. Lao Du reached out and opened the door. Hoho, there was a cute little kang in the ornate private room. A small square table was placed in the center, with a few dishes that had been eaten halfway: stewed with tofu from dog meat, spicy seaweed, stir-fried three shreds
Two young women sat cross-legged at the square table. When they saw Old Du reaching into their big heads, a slightly fat woman called out with a smile: Brother Du, come in quickly, please come on the kang!
oh
Lao Du was extremely excited: It was so warm, so warm little kang, hehe, you are very good at living, and found a typical Korean hotel!
Old Du sat on the kang, then grabbed the fat woman and said to me: Brother, this is my eldest girl, Xiaolan, who is she?
Lao Du pointed at another young woman and asked Xiaolan, and Xiaolan replied: She is my best friend, Yang Kun!
Oh, hello, hello!
Hello, brother,
The young woman named Yang Kun looked at me for a long time, and I felt puzzled: Why is this lady following me like this?
So, I also looked at her with all my attention, and Yang Kun smiled sweetly at me: Brother, you look like my dad!
oh,
I was stunned: Miss, I am like your father?
Well, the face looks very similar!
Hehe, how are your dad? Miss!
He is dead!
After a necessary chirping, Xiaolan called the waiter and added two more dishes. Like the usual social events, the four of us drank three glasses of beer in one go, and teased and made fun of it. After the conversation finally got to the point. Xiaolan continued to pour wine for Lao Du, and said: Brother Du, my friend Yang Kun recently started a business and contacted a batch of cylinders from the inside of the pass to sell it. But we ran around and ran away, but we couldn't find a decent buyer. There was no way, I missed Brother Du, you, Brother Du, you must help me!
Hi!
Old Du raised his hand and looked embarrassed. He glanced at Yang Kun, a female businessman he had just met: "My sister, it's not good to do some business. What dream did you have? Why did you think about doing the cylinder business?
Why, brother, can't it?
Hi, Hi!
Lao Du grinned: Sister, you are also a local!
Yes!
But don’t you know that there are several manufacturers in our place that can produce steel cylinders. They are all professional state-owned factories. One factory is a military factory. In the past, it produced aircraft parts, but now it has switched to making steel cylinders. I heard that the sales of their products are all problematic. Whether they are powerful or not, they are the best in terms of production equipment or quality of products. Can the batch of cylinders you contacted compete with others?
Can I sell it to others? But, my elder brother and younger sister have not read a few days ago, so how can I understand these? I have a special relationship with the factory in Guan. The batch of cylinders I contacted are quite cheap and have a lot of money!
It's cheaper, not cheaper, he can't sell it even more. Alas, it's difficult!
Brother Du,
Xiaolanyi went to Lao Du's arms and acted coquettishly: Brother Du, Brother Du, if it is not difficult, why should I bother you? I will do it myself! Think of a way, think of a way for my little sister to make a few more money!
While talking, Xiaolan's thin hands kept stroking Lao Du's face, and Lao Du suddenly felt happy.
Alas, then, I'll try it!
After saying that, Lao Du took out his hand and started contacting Xiaoban with sales: Hey, hey, hey, hey,...
Ah, ah, ah...
Well, yes, yes, yes...
……
well,
Yang Kun suddenly sighed and muttered in a low voice: It’s not easy to do anything!
yes,
I continued: In today's society, no matter what you want to do, you have to build relationships, go through the back door, treat guests, and give gifts. Otherwise, you will be able to accomplish anything!
Um,
Yang Kun nodded in agreement. We were quickly venting our grievances in the game against all kinds of helpless things in today's society.
Yang Kun is about 20 years old, with a moderate figure, much slimmer than Xiaolan. Her skin is thin and white, with a white and tender face. Her shiny eyes flowing with cute sadness. She smiled slightly, and her long eyebrows, small eyes, and thin lips showed a charming and fascinating look: Alas, brother, don’t mention those upset things, come and have a drink!
Yang Kun smiled and stretched over the wine glass. I hurriedly picked up the wine glass and poured it into my stomach: Miss, you have a good alcohol tolerance!
Alas, brother, you don’t know, I drink when I get upset!
I stared at Yang Kun's not plump breasts with curiousness. She probably didn't wear a bra. Her pair of small nipples were extremely conspicuously pushing up her tulle-like top. Yang Kun seemed to notice that I was looking at her breasts and moved one hand to her breasts embarrassedly. I finally looked away and talked to Yang Kun about the ridiculous experience of drinking. Yang Kun said in the same sense: Yes, brother, I often get drunk, especially when I am upset. I will always get drunk every time I drink.
Once, I didn’t know how much wine I drank. The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw that I didn’t even take off my clothes and lay on the bed. I was so puzzled that I couldn’t remember how I got home! Hehe, I also had the experience of you. I was drinking so vigorously at the time. In the end, I drank, how I left the hotel, and how I got home. After sobering up, I really couldn’t remember at all!
Hold,
Lao Du put down the phone and replied: It's the same, so do I. There were several times. After drinking, I don't know how I got home. The next day, I opened my eyes: Well, how did I come back? My car? I hurried to the garage downstairs, opened the door and saw that my car was parked there properly, without shaving or touching!…
Brother Du, how about contact?
Xiaolan asked anxiously
OK, it's done!
Lao Du put the phone on the dining table: Come on, come and have a drink!
Really, Brother Du?
Big girl, can you still mess with me? Come and have a drink with me. After a while, there will be a customer. Then you will know what's going on! Ah
Xiaolan threw herself on Lao Du's face and kissed her, then killed a glass of beer with Lao Du without hesitation.
Sure enough, after about thirty minutes, the waiter opened the door of the private room. A short and fat middle-aged man wearing glasses stood in front of the door with a small leather bag. Lao Du put down the wine glass and waved at him: Tiezi, come in, come in quickly, please come on the kang! Lao Du pulled the middle-aged man's hand and introduced to us:
This person, surnamed Feng, from now on, you can call him Lao Feng. He is a leading cadre of the ×× Oilfield Administration Bureau stationed in our office here. He has the right to fuck. Lao Du rolled his clever eyes at Lao Feng and then whispered to two female businessmen:
In the future, you sisters will discuss with Lao Feng about the business of cylinders. Hehe, don’t ask how big his position is. It’s better to be in charge of the current official position. He said that if the cylinder is qualified, he will be qualified. He decided to buy which one, which one, hehe, how about it, that’s so great! Ah
The two female businessmen suddenly widened their eyes, and their beautiful faces flashed with hope. Xiaolan added three more dishes: waiter, serve a few more bottles of ice-shaking beer!
Why,
No,
Yang Kun suddenly shouted: No, don’t always drink the sour horse urine, come and change the color!
What color?
White!
Bang, a bottle of white wine was pushed onto the square table, and Lao Du looked at the trademark: Hehe, Erfang! Interesting!
whee,
Yang Kun opened the bottle cap and smiled at Lao Du: Erfang, yes, it’s good to have a second bedroom!
whee,
Everyone looked at each other knowingly and laughed. Yang Kun held the wine bottle and poured wine for you very well: Come, brothers, we have met for the first time today. From now on, I hope to take care of my younger sister. Come, brother, have a glass of wine to meet! Do you,
Dry!
Gudu!
Five glasses of white wine were poured into the throats of five men and women at the same time. Yang Kun put down the wine glass and applied all the red lips: Ah, it's so spicy, it's cool
Xiao Yang,
I looked at Yang Kun in surprise: I really didn’t realize that you can drink well!
Normal, average!
Come,
I asked for another bottle of Erfang liquor: Come on, have another drink!
Dry!
Gudu!
ah,
Yang Kun's cheeks were a little flushed, and a pair of cute thin eyes looked at me in a daze: Sweet waiter, come again,
Ouch,
Yang Kun shouted in a sharp voice, turned around suddenly, and suddenly lost his center of gravity. His enchanting jade body leaned towards the kang, and I grabbed her left arm: Be careful!
whee,
Yang Kun turned his head, and said with a smile with a smile: Thank you, otherwise I will fall to the kang. Thank you, brother, come and have another drink!
Stop drinking!
Yang Kun, you are almost done!
No, no, I want to drink, I still want to drink!
That,
I suggested: Change the color again!
What color should I change? What color should I change!
Red, wine!
OK
Lao Du muttered: What day is today? You fuck your dicks, ah, beer, white, red, mixed together and drink and fuck, what are you doing? Well, where is the Third Plenary Session of the 19th CPC Central Committee?
Hahaha, OK, beer, white flanks, wine scattered, fuck, drink, drink, the Third Plenary Session! I handed the red wine glass to Yang Kun and drank several glasses. Yang Kun and I gradually became familiar with each other, and no longer cared about each other, I simply pressed the wine glass under her lips: Fuck!
Gudu!
ah
Yang Kun was completely intoxicated, his body leaned back like mud. I grabbed her tightly. She leaned softly in my arms and reached out to grab an empty wine glass: Drink, drink, drink,...
Let it go down!
Xiaolan snatched the wine glass in Yang Kun’s hand: You can pull it over, stop me, rest, don’t drink it!
No, no, I want to drink. Today, I met several elder brothers. The sales of cylinders have become more prominent. I am happy. I want to drink, and I still want to drink!
No, no,
Xiaolan said to Lao Du: Brother Du, don’t be surprised. She is like this. She doesn’t have much alcohol tolerance and is still strong!
Interesting, this little girl is very interesting, it’s quite funny, little girl, I’ll listen to my elder brother’s words, stop drinking,
Lao Du suggested to everyone: Don’t drink anymore. I think it’s almost the fucking drink. I heard it. So, let’s go, find a bathhouse, rush it and sober up!
Yes, agree!
Xiaolan nodded, understood Lao Du’s intention, and she began to pay the bill: Waiter, pay the bill! Big girl,
Lao Du touched Xiaolan's shoulder: After buying the order, where are you going?
Brother, let it go. Wherever you think of me, I will accompany you!
Xiaolan said in a statement
OK, then go to the old place, Gold Coast Bath Center!
After saying that, Old Du smiled lewdly at Xiaolan. Xiaolan understood it and began to organize her clothes.
Big brother,
I asked uneasyly: Can it work? Don’t let the police catch it on the spot!
Damn, dare,
Old Du shouted arrogantly: The person who captured us has not been born yet, and it is still twitching in his mother's belly! Old Du walked in front with a swaying swaying, and I hugged Yang Kun and the other two people, swaying closely behind. Old Du got into the car head-on, and we hugged each other and got in one by one.
ah
Yang Kunyi was beside me, her little mouth was spraying with a choking smell: Drink, drink, drink, I want to drink!
hey-hey!
Looking at her intoxicated look, I chuckled softly. When I heard my laughter, Yang Kun opened his drunken eyes. We looked at each other for a long time. I moved my lips over first. Yang Kun did not avoid it, obediently opened his red lips. So we hugged each other's heads and wrapped them together.
Ah, brother, you really look like my dad!
Hold,
The old Du, who was driving, saw me entangled with Yang Kun in the mirror and kissed him passionately, pretending to curse: Fuck, I can't wait, I have to do it! ……………………
Writing, writing!
You can find a certain feeling in the music, accompanied by the sad and desolate melody, spread the melodious wings, unrestrained in the blue sky, freely soaring freely
Writing can also be inspired by some sketches. Painting is not a photo after all. We can add more strokes here according to our own wishes and draw less there.
Writing is not about archival records, writing big events like a record
I really don't want to describe how Lao Du played with Sister Yin. I love Sister Yin. In Sister Yin, I found another kind of maternal love (the kind of maternal love that has sex). Although she does not belong to me alone, I still love her.
After all, my fingers are on my body, there is no way to learn Ah Q. Let me take some spiritual victory method to lead Lao Du away from Sister Yin, and to draw far away, the farther the better, and turn him into a big corner.
This article is about to go off topic again!
I found myself becoming more and more like a scoundrel. Really, just recently, I did another scoundrel.
Someone gave Sister Yin’s prototype, a widowed elder sister who I like very much, introduced a partner, a retired old cadre in her sixties and widowed person. The elder sister sincerely solicited my opinion. I was immediately jealous and thought: If the elder sister marry that old man, in the future, I will never be able to play, play, drink, sing, and dance with my elder sister again. ×× This old cadre has a very good financial situation and has an enviable big house. From a conscience, for the sake of my elder sister’s future happiness, I should not demolish this station, but I didn’t say a good word, and I kept saying: Sister, it is difficult for the previous generation of elderly people to communicate!
Humph, I haven't met a few generous people in that generation. Even though they are rich, they are just useless. They live for a lifetime. They are all wealthy slaves,... wait, wait, wait, all bad things, which made my elder sister hesitate. Let's talk about it, am I a scoundrel?
Yesterday, my elder sister found me again: Xiaoli, we are so ugly!
ha!
I asked the reason, and my elder sister said: Xiaoli, you are really right. Although this old cadre is rich, he is so simple and he is very careful in calculating everywhere. He also asked me how much pension I have and how much medical insurance I have. Are you upset?
Xiaoli, guess what he eats: stir-fried cabbage with tofu, stewed with carrots with potatoes, how to eat this!
And he told me: He has given the house to his son and is about to go to my house after marrying me. Humph, forget it!
I'll marry you an old cock, what's the point?
How effective is your dick?
Give the house to my son, I'm going to marry you!
That day I just asked me to do that with him, go fuck you, what do you think of me, like taking advantage of me
Xiaoli, I met him once, but he had never even invited me to a restaurant. He said with a shameless face: From now on, you can be my cook!
On the day he ate carrot stewed potatoes at his house, he said: Maybe, after this meal, we will have to be yellow!
I asked: Why?
He said: I had been with someone before. After dinner at my house, I stopped doing it the next day!
ha!
While driving the car, Lao Du said to me with a smile: It's great to have two people fucked a woman at the same time. I didn't feel this way before. Since we fucked Lao Yin together that day, I can't forget that night. When I think of you coming up, I go down, you go down, I come up again, one after another, and my heart beat faster, and my big cock kept slamming my head... Oh, is that right!
I agreed absent-mindedly, but secretly cursed him in my heart: Damn, mountain goods!
...Oh, my poor Sister Yin, you are going to be played roughly by Lao Du again!
ah,
Lao Du continued to recall: Ah, it's so fun. You fuck Lao Yin's old pussy, I fuck her big asshole, and then pulled it out again, and with a buzz, it hit her mouth, hahaha...
Didi, Didi, Didi, ...
Suddenly, the mobile phone placed on the front seat screamed and Lao Du finally closed his mouth and picked up the phone: Hey, yeah? Oh, big girl, hehehe, hahaha, big brother misses you so much, I want to fuck you so much! What, what, what? Say, say something, say something, let go of it if you have a fart, hahaha... Ahhh, OK, let me thank you after the matter is done? Hey, okay, drink, I, I just finished it! Then, okay, let's have another meal, yes, review, okay, wait, I'll go there now!
Lao Du closed the phone with a snap: Brother, brother, hoho, let’s have food, the good goods are delivered to your door!
What kind of food is there? What good products?
Fuck, what else can I do? A little slut, a little slut came to the door consciously. Hahaha, brother, don’t you think Lao Yin’s pussy is too old? Let’s go, brother will take you to play with your little slut! After saying that, the front of the car turned and turned into the vast commercial street. Lao Du controlled the steering wheel, rushed left and right, and finally parked the car in front of a Korean restaurant: Arrive, go, have a drink!
The waiter dressed in Korean ethnic costume enthusiastically led us into the door of a small private room. Lao Du reached out and opened the door. Hoho, there was a cute little kang in the ornate private room. A small square table was placed in the center, with a few dishes that had been eaten halfway: stewed with tofu from dog meat, spicy seaweed, stir-fried three shreds
Two young women sat cross-legged at the square table. When they saw Old Du reaching into their big heads, a slightly fat woman called out with a smile: Brother Du, come in quickly, please come on the kang!
oh
Lao Du was extremely excited: It was so warm, so warm little kang, hehe, you are very good at living, and found a typical Korean hotel!
Old Du sat on the kang, then grabbed the fat woman and said to me: Brother, this is my eldest girl, Xiaolan, who is she?
Lao Du pointed at another young woman and asked Xiaolan, and Xiaolan replied: She is my best friend, Yang Kun!
Oh, hello, hello!
Hello, brother,
The young woman named Yang Kun looked at me for a long time, and I felt puzzled: Why is this lady following me like this?
So, I also looked at her with all my attention, and Yang Kun smiled sweetly at me: Brother, you look like my dad!
oh,
I was stunned: Miss, I am like your father?
Well, the face looks very similar!
Hehe, how are your dad? Miss!
He is dead!
After a necessary chirping, Xiaolan called the waiter and added two more dishes. Like the usual social events, the four of us drank three glasses of beer in one go, and teased and made fun of it. After the conversation finally got to the point. Xiaolan continued to pour wine for Lao Du, and said: Brother Du, my friend Yang Kun recently started a business and contacted a batch of cylinders from the inside of the pass to sell it. But we ran around and ran away, but we couldn't find a decent buyer. There was no way, I missed Brother Du, you, Brother Du, you must help me!
Hi!
Old Du raised his hand and looked embarrassed. He glanced at Yang Kun, a female businessman he had just met: "My sister, it's not good to do some business. What dream did you have? Why did you think about doing the cylinder business?
Why, brother, can't it?
Hi, Hi!
Lao Du grinned: Sister, you are also a local!
Yes!
But don’t you know that there are several manufacturers in our place that can produce steel cylinders. They are all professional state-owned factories. One factory is a military factory. In the past, it produced aircraft parts, but now it has switched to making steel cylinders. I heard that the sales of their products are all problematic. Whether they are powerful or not, they are the best in terms of production equipment or quality of products. Can the batch of cylinders you contacted compete with others?
Can I sell it to others? But, my elder brother and younger sister have not read a few days ago, so how can I understand these? I have a special relationship with the factory in Guan. The batch of cylinders I contacted are quite cheap and have a lot of money!
It's cheaper, not cheaper, he can't sell it even more. Alas, it's difficult!
Brother Du,
Xiaolanyi went to Lao Du's arms and acted coquettishly: Brother Du, Brother Du, if it is not difficult, why should I bother you? I will do it myself! Think of a way, think of a way for my little sister to make a few more money!
While talking, Xiaolan's thin hands kept stroking Lao Du's face, and Lao Du suddenly felt happy.
Alas, then, I'll try it!
After saying that, Lao Du took out his hand and started contacting Xiaoban with sales: Hey, hey, hey, hey,...
Ah, ah, ah...
Well, yes, yes, yes...
……
well,
Yang Kun suddenly sighed and muttered in a low voice: It’s not easy to do anything!
yes,
I continued: In today's society, no matter what you want to do, you have to build relationships, go through the back door, treat guests, and give gifts. Otherwise, you will be able to accomplish anything!
Um,
Yang Kun nodded in agreement. We were quickly venting our grievances in the game against all kinds of helpless things in today's society.
Yang Kun is about 20 years old, with a moderate figure, much slimmer than Xiaolan. Her skin is thin and white, with a white and tender face. Her shiny eyes flowing with cute sadness. She smiled slightly, and her long eyebrows, small eyes, and thin lips showed a charming and fascinating look: Alas, brother, don’t mention those upset things, come and have a drink!
Yang Kun smiled and stretched over the wine glass. I hurriedly picked up the wine glass and poured it into my stomach: Miss, you have a good alcohol tolerance!
Alas, brother, you don’t know, I drink when I get upset!
I stared at Yang Kun's not plump breasts with curiousness. She probably didn't wear a bra. Her pair of small nipples were extremely conspicuously pushing up her tulle-like top. Yang Kun seemed to notice that I was looking at her breasts and moved one hand to her breasts embarrassedly. I finally looked away and talked to Yang Kun about the ridiculous experience of drinking. Yang Kun said in the same sense: Yes, brother, I often get drunk, especially when I am upset. I will always get drunk every time I drink.
Once, I didn’t know how much wine I drank. The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw that I didn’t even take off my clothes and lay on the bed. I was so puzzled that I couldn’t remember how I got home! Hehe, I also had the experience of you. I was drinking so vigorously at the time. In the end, I drank, how I left the hotel, and how I got home. After sobering up, I really couldn’t remember at all!
Hold,
Lao Du put down the phone and replied: It's the same, so do I. There were several times. After drinking, I don't know how I got home. The next day, I opened my eyes: Well, how did I come back? My car? I hurried to the garage downstairs, opened the door and saw that my car was parked there properly, without shaving or touching!…
Brother Du, how about contact?
Xiaolan asked anxiously
OK, it's done!
Lao Du put the phone on the dining table: Come on, come and have a drink!
Really, Brother Du?
Big girl, can you still mess with me? Come and have a drink with me. After a while, there will be a customer. Then you will know what's going on! Ah
Xiaolan threw herself on Lao Du's face and kissed her, then killed a glass of beer with Lao Du without hesitation.
Sure enough, after about thirty minutes, the waiter opened the door of the private room. A short and fat middle-aged man wearing glasses stood in front of the door with a small leather bag. Lao Du put down the wine glass and waved at him: Tiezi, come in, come in quickly, please come on the kang! Lao Du pulled the middle-aged man's hand and introduced to us:
This person, surnamed Feng, from now on, you can call him Lao Feng. He is a leading cadre of the ×× Oilfield Administration Bureau stationed in our office here. He has the right to fuck. Lao Du rolled his clever eyes at Lao Feng and then whispered to two female businessmen:
In the future, you sisters will discuss with Lao Feng about the business of cylinders. Hehe, don’t ask how big his position is. It’s better to be in charge of the current official position. He said that if the cylinder is qualified, he will be qualified. He decided to buy which one, which one, hehe, how about it, that’s so great! Ah
The two female businessmen suddenly widened their eyes, and their beautiful faces flashed with hope. Xiaolan added three more dishes: waiter, serve a few more bottles of ice-shaking beer!
Why,
No,
Yang Kun suddenly shouted: No, don’t always drink the sour horse urine, come and change the color!
What color?
White!
Bang, a bottle of white wine was pushed onto the square table, and Lao Du looked at the trademark: Hehe, Erfang! Interesting!
whee,
Yang Kun opened the bottle cap and smiled at Lao Du: Erfang, yes, it’s good to have a second bedroom!
whee,
Everyone looked at each other knowingly and laughed. Yang Kun held the wine bottle and poured wine for you very well: Come, brothers, we have met for the first time today. From now on, I hope to take care of my younger sister. Come, brother, have a glass of wine to meet! Do you,
Dry!
Gudu!
Five glasses of white wine were poured into the throats of five men and women at the same time. Yang Kun put down the wine glass and applied all the red lips: Ah, it's so spicy, it's cool
Xiao Yang,
I looked at Yang Kun in surprise: I really didn’t realize that you can drink well!
Normal, average!
Come,
I asked for another bottle of Erfang liquor: Come on, have another drink!
Dry!
Gudu!
ah,
Yang Kun's cheeks were a little flushed, and a pair of cute thin eyes looked at me in a daze: Sweet waiter, come again,
Ouch,
Yang Kun shouted in a sharp voice, turned around suddenly, and suddenly lost his center of gravity. His enchanting jade body leaned towards the kang, and I grabbed her left arm: Be careful!
whee,
Yang Kun turned his head, and said with a smile with a smile: Thank you, otherwise I will fall to the kang. Thank you, brother, come and have another drink!
Stop drinking!
Yang Kun, you are almost done!
No, no, I want to drink, I still want to drink!
That,
I suggested: Change the color again!
What color should I change? What color should I change!
Red, wine!
OK
Lao Du muttered: What day is today? You fuck your dicks, ah, beer, white, red, mixed together and drink and fuck, what are you doing? Well, where is the Third Plenary Session of the 19th CPC Central Committee?
Hahaha, OK, beer, white flanks, wine scattered, fuck, drink, drink, the Third Plenary Session! I handed the red wine glass to Yang Kun and drank several glasses. Yang Kun and I gradually became familiar with each other, and no longer cared about each other, I simply pressed the wine glass under her lips: Fuck!
Gudu!
ah
Yang Kun was completely intoxicated, his body leaned back like mud. I grabbed her tightly. She leaned softly in my arms and reached out to grab an empty wine glass: Drink, drink, drink,...
Let it go down!
Xiaolan snatched the wine glass in Yang Kun’s hand: You can pull it over, stop me, rest, don’t drink it!
No, no, I want to drink. Today, I met several elder brothers. The sales of cylinders have become more prominent. I am happy. I want to drink, and I still want to drink!
No, no,
Xiaolan said to Lao Du: Brother Du, don’t be surprised. She is like this. She doesn’t have much alcohol tolerance and is still strong!
Interesting, this little girl is very interesting, it’s quite funny, little girl, I’ll listen to my elder brother’s words, stop drinking,
Lao Du suggested to everyone: Don’t drink anymore. I think it’s almost the fucking drink. I heard it. So, let’s go, find a bathhouse, rush it and sober up!
Yes, agree!
Xiaolan nodded, understood Lao Du’s intention, and she began to pay the bill: Waiter, pay the bill! Big girl,
Lao Du touched Xiaolan's shoulder: After buying the order, where are you going?
Brother, let it go. Wherever you think of me, I will accompany you!
Xiaolan said in a statement
OK, then go to the old place, Gold Coast Bath Center!
After saying that, Old Du smiled lewdly at Xiaolan. Xiaolan understood it and began to organize her clothes.
Big brother,
I asked uneasyly: Can it work? Don’t let the police catch it on the spot!
Damn, dare,
Old Du shouted arrogantly: The person who captured us has not been born yet, and it is still twitching in his mother's belly! Old Du walked in front with a swaying swaying, and I hugged Yang Kun and the other two people, swaying closely behind. Old Du got into the car head-on, and we hugged each other and got in one by one.
ah
Yang Kunyi was beside me, her little mouth was spraying with a choking smell: Drink, drink, drink, I want to drink!
hey-hey!
Looking at her intoxicated look, I chuckled softly. When I heard my laughter, Yang Kun opened his drunken eyes. We looked at each other for a long time. I moved my lips over first. Yang Kun did not avoid it, obediently opened his red lips. So we hugged each other's heads and wrapped them together.
Ah, brother, you really look like my dad!
Hold,
The old Du, who was driving, saw me entangled with Yang Kun in the mirror and kissed him passionately, pretending to curse: Fuck, I can't wait, I have to do it! ……………………
Writing, writing!
You can find a certain feeling in the music, accompanied by the sad and desolate melody, spread the melodious wings, unrestrained in the blue sky, freely soaring freely
Writing can also be inspired by some sketches. Painting is not a photo after all. We can add more strokes here according to our own wishes and draw less there.
Writing is not about archival records, writing big events like a record
I really don't want to describe how Lao Du played with Sister Yin. I love Sister Yin. In Sister Yin, I found another kind of maternal love (the kind of maternal love that has sex). Although she does not belong to me alone, I still love her.
After all, my fingers are on my body, there is no way to learn Ah Q. Let me take some spiritual victory method to lead Lao Du away from Sister Yin, and to draw far away, the farther the better, and turn him into a big corner.
This article is about to go off topic again!
I found myself becoming more and more like a scoundrel. Really, just recently, I did another scoundrel.
Someone gave Sister Yin’s prototype, a widowed elder sister who I like very much, introduced a partner, a retired old cadre in her sixties and widowed person. The elder sister sincerely solicited my opinion. I was immediately jealous and thought: If the elder sister marry that old man, in the future, I will never be able to play, play, drink, sing, and dance with my elder sister again. ×× This old cadre has a very good financial situation and has an enviable big house. From a conscience, for the sake of my elder sister’s future happiness, I should not demolish this station, but I didn’t say a good word, and I kept saying: Sister, it is difficult for the previous generation of elderly people to communicate!
Humph, I haven't met a few generous people in that generation. Even though they are rich, they are just useless. They live for a lifetime. They are all wealthy slaves,... wait, wait, wait, all bad things, which made my elder sister hesitate. Let's talk about it, am I a scoundrel?
Yesterday, my elder sister found me again: Xiaoli, we are so ugly!
ha!
I asked the reason, and my elder sister said: Xiaoli, you are really right. Although this old cadre is rich, he is so simple and he is very careful in calculating everywhere. He also asked me how much pension I have and how much medical insurance I have. Are you upset?
Xiaoli, guess what he eats: stir-fried cabbage with tofu, stewed with carrots with potatoes, how to eat this!
And he told me: He has given the house to his son and is about to go to my house after marrying me. Humph, forget it!
I'll marry you an old cock, what's the point?
How effective is your dick?
Give the house to my son, I'm going to marry you!
That day I just asked me to do that with him, go fuck you, what do you think of me, like taking advantage of me
Xiaoli, I met him once, but he had never even invited me to a restaurant. He said with a shameless face: From now on, you can be my cook!
On the day he ate carrot stewed potatoes at his house, he said: Maybe, after this meal, we will have to be yellow!
I asked: Why?
He said: I had been with someone before. After dinner at my house, I stopped doing it the next day!
ha!
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