Drunk 3
The force of Zhang Haiyang's kick was not small, and Zheng Yuanyang was kicked out of the bed without any precautions. The pain made him gasp.
The face that had been smiling just now was now extremely dark.
Every woman wants to crawl into her own bed, but the woman in front of her not only yearns for her, but also hates her. She actually kicked her out of bed. Anger suddenly arose in her heart.
He got up from the ground and stood naked in front of Zhang Haiyang, without the slightest hint of shyness, looking down at her from a high position.
"You...you are shameless. Put on your clothes and let's have a good chat." Zhang Haiyang glanced at the man in front of him. Not to mention, he has a really good figure, with a wheat complexion, six-pack abs, and sculpted facial features.
What a superb man.
Thinking of this, I blushed to the back of my ears. I was really dirty. I was taken advantage of and admired someone else's figure. Deep in my heart, I despised myself.
Zheng Yuanyang had a stern look on his face, glared at her fiercely, turned around, rummaged around in the closet for a set of clean clothes, and walked straight to the bathroom.
The sound of "wow...wow..." sounded, indicating that a certain man was taking a shower.
Zhang Haiyang quickly wrapped himself in a quilt, went to the closet, found some clean clothes, and ran to another bathroom.
Both of them rinsed themselves, washing away the smell and traces of yesterday's lovemaking.
In the living room, the two of them looked at each other.
Finally, Zhang Haiyang broke the silence and took the lead to speak.
His face was calm, without the embarrassment and anger just now, "What happened yesterday, no matter who was right or wrong, has happened. I hope everyone will forget about it and never mention it again in the future."
After listening to her words, Zheng Yuanyang's originally gloomy face became even gloomier. He said nothing and only looked directly at her with his sharp black eyes like a falcon.
Being stared at by Zheng Yuanyang made Zhang Haiyang even more uncomfortable, as if he was a child who had done something wrong and had no say, just waiting to be punished.
It was clear that you had suffered a big loss, but you still looked furious, angrily cursing Zheng Yuanyang, the perverted man, countless times.
Pretending to be calm, he said, "We are all adults. It is normal for this kind of thing to happen. No one is responsible for anyone else."
Zheng Yuanyang's face could not be more serious, and his eyes exuded the warning before the storm.
It's a good thing that everyone is an adult, and a good thing is that no one has to be responsible for anyone. If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yuanyang threw himself on a certain woman, pinned her down, and said in a low and cold voice, "Since we are all adults, we can do it once, and there is no difference between two times."
After saying that, his big hands roamed Zhang Haiyang's body wantonly, without gentleness, with domineering, angry, and even punishing.
Zhang Haiyang wanted to resist and push him away. But due to the gap in strength between men and women, she couldn't resist him in the end.
The arrogant, domineering, angry wet tongue was in her mouth, plundering wantonly, covering her mouth, leaving her no chance to breathe.
After a long time, Zheng Yuanyang's anger disappeared a little, and he gasped for air, "Are you still saying that nothing happened?"
Zhang Haiyang's eyes were a little scarlet, and he said with shame and anger: "What do you want, it's me who suffers, not you?"
"What do you want, eh? I have always said that you are me, and now you are truly mine. What do you think I want? What do you want me to do?"
"I..." Yes, what do you want? This arrogant, domineering man has always said that he wants himself. Now that he has it, it may be a novelty for a while, but when he gets tired of it, he will just throw it away.
I am not a young girl around 20, and I cannot afford to waste my youth and time.
Chapter completed!