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Are all men in the world thinking with their lower body?

Yes.

But some men's lower body may not be useful

Admittedly, I am not in this ranks, and what Zhang Yao said last is a fatal temptation for me, a man who doesn't know the taste of meat in March, even if I know that this woman's mind will never be that simple.

"What do you mean to be happy?" I smiled, opened a bottle of Budweiser at will, and poured it down my throat. The mellow barley and alcohol easily made me lose and burped in embarrassment and asked, "Is that true?"

Zhang Yao looked at the remaining half bottle of wine in my hand and was amazed: "A big man, where are you raising fish?"

"Wow, look at this, you have a lot of them."

"I don't know this, but I'm sure you can't drink me."

The clay Buddha has three parts of blood, not to mention that I have been so stuffy and depressed for too long? I lifted up the bottle and drank the remaining beer, then opened another bottle, took a breath while taking a breath, and felt that the gastric juice was not rolling, and then took another big sip.

With a bang, I put the wine bottle on the table, my eyes gradually turned red, and I asked, "What about now?"

""

Zhang Yao's eyes were full of jokes, she shook her head without saying anything, lit a lady's cigarette for herself, and gently spit out an irregular cigarette ring with a slight slap.

It's naturally not like making a fake, which also makes her feel dusty.

I don’t know how to describe my current feeling. When I saw her a year ago, she was helpless and desperate, but she was so strong that it made people feel distressed. When I saw her some time ago, I struggled and drank with an old man for business. I even made people take advantage of it. This was a silent accusation and satire of life, and it was also a kind of judgment on me.

Now, she is facing me with dust. Assuming that this is a strange girl, I will definitely take the initiative to chat with her and make her a bedmate. But Zhang Yao and I are not unfamiliar with me. To a certain extent, we have some knots that cannot be untied.

They stared at her silently for a moment, and they were speechless and not embarrassed, as if they had known each other for many years, and also like drinking friends they had just met.

This inexplicable relationship is just right to describe us now. In addition to the jazz tunes sung by the resident singer, I even began to feel that this is not Beijing, but Lijiang where many people want to live.

For a moment, Zhang Yao, who was sitting opposite me, became Tong Xue, and the ferry became a tree hole. It was the summer vacation of my sophomore year. Tong Xue and I went to Lijiang together and drank a few glasses of wine in a bar called Shudong. It was also in an inn there. I transformed from a boy into a man, and she also transformed from a girl into a woman.

Memories are painful. At least every memory about Tong Xue is so painful. I hurriedly picked up the bottle and took a sip of the wine. The real bitterness woke me up, "How do you solve it?"

I was afraid. If I remained silent like this, I would really not be able to distinguish between reality and memory, and it would be easy to push myself into the abyss, so I began to question Zhang Yao.

"drink wine."

Zhang Yao smiled, twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray, opened her red lips, took a sip, and said coldly.

"I know how to drink, but shouldn't we say anything?"

"We are very familiar with each other?" Zhang Yao asked back: "Do you think I should scold you, a scumbag, for the sins I have committed against me?"

"And that's the fuck."

I don’t know if it’s because of the alcoholism or some other reason, but I feel a little disgusted with this woman sitting opposite me.

"Or what are you going to do?" Zhang Yao was not angry at my attitude. She even began to smile on her face. She held the wine glass and stood up halfway, leaning towards me in the direction of her body.

The black turtleneck sweater fully embellished her figure, especially from my perspective. She sprayed alcohol, and the mint smell was mixed with alcohol, as if it was a catalyst - a catalyst for hormone secretion.

"Is this OK?"

She asked gently raised the corners of her mouth.

"What do you mean?"

Turn your eyes to somewhere else with guilt, secretly

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt that she was playing with fire.

"Hello"

"What's wrong with Big Sister?"

"Don't you men all like this?" Zhang Yao snorted coldly, sat back, and looked at me jokingly.

"really."

Nodded and said, "I would like it more if you have less clothes."

"Do you like those who don't wear clothes?" she asked biting her lip.

"Do you believe me if I don't like it?"

"Do you want to see it?"

""

My brain was blank. Under the influence of alcohol, I began to be unable to think about problems normally. If I had a moment of soberness, Zhang Yao would have a strange look, but now, I am not sober.

He stared at her straight, like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time suddenly appeared in an oasis.

"Don't want to?" Zhang Yao asked.

Nodded and shook his head quickly.

"Ha virtue."

Zhang Yao opened another bottle of white wine, 56 degrees Erguotou, she asked for two wine cups from the bartender, divided a half bottle of one cup, and then poured some Snowbi again

‘Bang’

He put it in front of me heavily and she said, "I'll drink it, I'll go with you."

"Why?"

"Didn't you want me to try or not you are a man?" she rolled her eyes and said.

Without saying a word, I picked it up and tilted my head down and poured it down. It was spicy and sweet, and it instantly stimulated my taste buds. At this moment, I clearly felt that I was flying up, and the whole world seemed to be floating.

Gradually, I lost consciousness and let Zhang Yao lead me away. If she sold me at this time, I wouldn't have noticed it.

"Where are you going?" I leaned against her with my tongue, "Home? Or yours?"

"Go to your house."

"oh"

Then, I took out my cell phone and stuffed it into her hand randomly, "Default address."

pain.

My head hurts like it’s about to explode. Not only that, my body hurts, and my back is so hot, as if I’m scratched by a cat.

The urge to pee up, and I rushed to the bathroom. After I got it done, I suddenly realized that I was actually naked!

Looking at the mirror, I clearly saw a trace on my back. It should be that the woman was scratching her for a while. I only remember that I met Zhang Yao during the interview yesterday when I went to Zhuoma, and then she led her to the ferry to drink. After that, I lost my impression.

Could it be said

No, this is impossible. Zhang Yao hates me so much, how could he have a relationship with me? What's more, if I really gave birth to something, how could I feel at all?

chaos.

Thoughts and memories are all messy.
Chapter completed!