Zhou Nan walked with Zhang Ying back to the outskirts of the small alley where her family lived.
Zhang Ying's family lives in the old family home of the No. 2 Woolen Textile Factory in Haidu City. It is a row of courtyard bungalows built in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are two or even three families living in a courtyard, with each family having two or three rooms.
They share a toilet and, in some cases, a kitchen.
There was a large trash can at the entrance of the alley, emitting a strong stench, and the only dilapidated street lamp at the entrance of the alley was shaky and the light was very dim.
Zhou Nan frowned and stopped.
Zhang Ying said in a low voice with some embarrassment, "Our place is a little dirtier, not as good as your government agency's family home... My house is right in front of me, why don't you... go sit at home and have a glass of water?"
There was obviously a hint of passion and expectation in Zhang Ying's words. Although Zhou Nan hugged her tonight, the two of them had close and direct skin-to-skin contact. At the same time, Zhou Nan also "dialogued" directly with Pan Hu for her, tearing apart her face.
The layer of window paper was pierced. But Zhang Ying still didn’t have much confidence in her heart...
Zhou Nan shook his head secretly, looked at his watch, and saw that it was after 9 o'clock in the evening. He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, but if I come over so late, your parents won't say anything, right?"
"It's okay, I'll live in a house by myself." Zhang Ying became happy and took the initiative to hold Zhou Nan's hand and ran towards her home with a bright smile.
The night was windy and the light was dim. The two held hands and ran in the dark alley. Zhang Ying felt a passionate feeling of love in her heart.
Zhang Ying's family lived in a single courtyard, and another family in the courtyard moved out.
As soon as the two entered the door, the lights in the courtyard suddenly turned on. Zhang Ying's father, Zhang Menglin, wearing a white old man's shirt and flowery pants, appeared at the door of the main house, frowning and snorted dissatisfied, "Yingzi,
It’s so late, where have you been and why are you back?”
While talking, Zhang Menglin suddenly saw Zhou Nan, a tall man who looked very well-dressed to him, and his eyes became a little surprised and suspicious.
It is so late for my daughter Zhang Ying to get along with such a young man. Obviously, the relationship is not ordinary. But...
Zhang Ying hurriedly let go of her hand and said with a guilty smile, "Dad, tonight we have a class reunion and I went out to eat... This is my high school classmate Zhou Nan, Zhou Nan, this is my dad."
Zhou Nan took a step forward, smiled slightly and said, "Hello, uncle."
Zhang Menglin groaned and was about to say something when his daughter Zhang Ying said softly, "Zhou Nan, come and sit in my room."
After saying that, Zhang Ying grabbed Zhou Nan's hand and hurried into her boudoir, a side room next to the main house.
This kind of bungalow is cooler than a building. As soon as he entered the house, Zhou Nan felt a rush of coolness, but it was slightly damp. Zhang Ying turned on the light and said softly, "Sit down."
Zhou Nan nodded, looked around with a smile, and took a look at the furnishings in Zhang Ying's bedroom. There was only a simple single Simmons bed, an old-style desk and dresser, and a small spring sofa, and nothing else.
It was a simple thing, but it was very simple and tidy. The walls were covered with large stills of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars. Through the window, Zhang Ying saw her father Zhang Menglin still looking into her house in the courtyard, and she suddenly
The beige curtains were closed.
Then he sat on the bed, while Zhou Nan sat obediently on the sofa opposite the bed. The old-fashioned spring sofa made a creaking sound, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became very dull.
In the end, Zhou Nan laughed softly and said, "Zhang Ying, I didn't expect you to be a star-chaser. Look at your room, there are photos of celebrities everywhere..."
Zhang Ying smiled and did not answer Zhou Nan's words, but looked at him and whispered, "I'll get you some water."
"No, I'll just sit down and go back. It's getting late..." Zhou Nan grabbed the hand of Zhang Ying who stood up to pour water. With a little force, Zhang Ying half pushed and half fell into his arms.
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During summer and autumn socializing, the clothes she wore were very thin, so skin-to-skin contact, Zhang Ying's plump and elastic buttocks sat on Zhou Nan's lap, and her whole curvy body was curled up in Zhou Nan's arms,
The tentacles were warm and smooth, and the desire in Zhou Nan's heart was instantly aroused.
Zhang Ying closed her eyes slightly, breathing briefly, and an endless spring color appeared on her face.
Zhou Nan subconsciously reached through Zhang Ying's thin T-shirt and caressed her tall and plump breasts with ease. Although there was a layer of bra between them, it also brought Zhang Ying a sense of stimulation that she had never experienced before.
Zhang Ying let out a low moan of confusion and ecstasy, her whole body softened, and she lay weakly in Zhou Nan's arms with her eyes closed.
The pair of magic hands that hugged her immediately pulled open her bra, reached in unscrupulously, and grabbed her private treasure. Zhou Nan's hands were slightly cold, and the moment the treasure on her chest was held, Zhang Zhang
It was as if a burst of electricity flowed through Ying's body, and she couldn't help but let out another moan filled with lust. And those two bright buds seemed to be blooming.
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Zhang Ying suddenly sat up straight, pushed Zhou Nan away gently but firmly, her face was burning but she pursed her lips extremely firmly and said softly, "Zhou Nan, no... don't!"
Zhou Nan let out a long breath, reluctantly let go of his hand, and let Zhang Ying stand up and break away from his arms. Although his desire was raging, he would not force a woman. This was true in his previous life, and even more so in this life.
He can actually understand Zhang Ying's thoughts at this moment - it's just that he doesn't want to underestimate her, or this woman still has her own principles and bottom line after all. Thinking of his "coquettish + greedy" attitude towards Zhang Ying in his previous life
Zhou Nan couldn't help but laugh at the comment - now it seems that she may be a little greedy because of her poor background, but the word "coquettish" is probably not very objective to her.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhang Ying glared at Zhou Nan with some embarrassment.
Zhou Nan chuckled, "It's nothing, it's really nothing."
As he said that, Zhou Nan took out a pile of banknotes that he had already prepared from his bag. There were about more than two thousand yuan, which was most of the balance of the stock trading funds he had withdrawn from his stock market account.
Zhou Nan handed over the money and said with a smile, "Zhang Ying, take it and buy some clothes tomorrow..."
Looking at the thick stack of RMB handed over by Zhou Nan, Zhang Ying's eyes lit up, and a trace of excitement flashed through her eyes. It is natural for women to love beauty, and there are few women who don't like to wear it. It's just that Zhang Ying's family is not well-off.
The salary is low, and I have to worry about everything I want to wear. Most of the time, I can only buy a few cheap street stall items occasionally.
But Zhang Ying immediately shook her head firmly and turned away, "What are you doing? I want to buy clothes, I have money."
Zhou Nan stood up and put the money in Zhang Ying's hand, "Take it!"
Although there are only two short characters, it is full of strong domineering and undeniable atmosphere. Zhang Ying held the banknotes in her hand feebly, looked at Zhou Nan with some confusion, and felt a sad feeling in her heart...
Zhou Nan paused for a moment, knowing that Zhang Yinghui had misunderstood, so he reached over and hugged her, trying to keep his voice as gentle as possible, "Don't think about it, or I will accompany you to buy some clothes tomorrow? Take it,
I just want you to dress more formally, after all, you are also the leader of the company now..."
Zhang Ying changed her mind, slowly raised her head with relief, and said softly, "Okay, I understand."