After all, he was someone who had just returned from the barracks, so he was extremely vigilant! As soon as the knock on the door rang, Chen Weidong woke up.
He turned his head and glanced, only to see that the night was getting darker outside the window. He knew without looking at the clock that it was already midnight.
It's...it's so late, what else can you do?
Chen Weidong cursed for a while, raised his head and glanced outside the door with a curse. Before he could activate his clairvoyance ability, the door clicked and someone opened it from the outside.
At this moment, Chen Weidong's muscles all tensed up!
He instinctively stretched out his left hand to grab his pants, reached out with his right hand, and took out the wealthy Jin Wusi from his storage belt. The golden muzzle of the gun was facing the outside, and the bullet was already loaded!
Judging from the power of the local tyrant Jin Wusi, even if the guy opposite is a superman with a bronze head and iron arms, one shot will still teach him the principles of behaving well.
However, after touching the trigger, someone suddenly discovered: Damn! This equipment requires level 15, and it is obviously not usable now!!
TMD... Chen Weidong was heartbroken and quickly threw Tuhao Jin Wusi back, and then took out the blue pattern Baiwei pot.
This thing is a bronze-level equipment after all, and its attack power is quite high. If you use it to shoot people, it will definitely be very powerful if you put it in a pot!
With the equipment in hand, someone immediately felt a lot more at ease. He was about to jump off the bed and fight the comer for 300 rounds, but the sight in front of him stunned him...
Wearing a light gauze, as white as the moon and as thin as paper, it covers a tall, plump, concave and convex figure.
The faint moonlight seeped in through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the person's surroundings as if a layer of light clouds and mist had enveloped them. It was like looking at flowers in the mist, unable to see clearly, but making people more and more itchy!
The scene in front of me was like a dream, too beautiful to be true.
Chen Weidong's mouth was dry and he subconsciously wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
The man moved his steps lightly, walked in unhurriedly, sat on the bed, stretched out his hand and gently touched Chen Weidong's face.
Her hands were a little cold, but Chen Weidong's body felt hot for some reason at the moment, and he instinctively wanted to find something cooler to stick to...
"Hold me." The man's red lips parted slightly and he murmured in his sleep.
"Boom!" This sentence was like a fuse, instantly detonating the poor little rationality in Chen Weidong's mind!
He moved, completely based on instinct!
As for what the consequences are, morality, integrity, etc... Damn it! Why are you mentioning those things at this time!?
…
Early the next morning, warm sunlight shone into the room and also shone on Chen Weidong.
My body is lazy, very comfortable, and I don’t want to move...
This is not normal! Logically speaking, if a sports fanatic like Chen Weidong cannot afford to run two steps early every day, he will definitely not be energetic all day long.
But today...well, maybe I feel "too" comfortable, so I don't want to move, right?
Smiling to himself, someone lit a cigarette and began to recall what happened in the middle of the night last night...
To be honest, his mind is very confused now and he doesn't know what to do.
First of all, he is a man, a normal, very healthy and strong man.
In other words, he has needs and they are very strong!
Well, as long as you are a man, if you encounter something like last night, you will probably be able to help your bestiality...
But Chen Weidong was confused - of course, it wasn't that he was a clean and ethical person, but that... this thing, it was so weird!!!
Is Mrs. Song beautiful? Of course she is!
Judging from her age, it can be said that she is very well-maintained. She looks to be in her mid-twenties at most. Both her figure and appearance are first-rate.
Is Mrs. Song rich? Of course she is!
As the female president of a listed company, it goes without saying that she is worth a lot. Although she has a small oil bottle, she is not too old and can definitely regenerate.
To sum up, for such a goddess-level figure, will no one pursue her??
Without any investigation, Chen Weidong knew with his toes: Mrs. Song's market conditions are definitely great!
The question is, why would she lower herself to do something like this... something that is shameless...
Chen Weidong is very self-aware. Although he doesn't want to say this emotionally, he must admit rationally: He is just a young man with nothing but nothing - no money, no car, no house. How can he attract women?
Are you handsome? I'm sorry, for a beautiful and rich lady like Mrs. Song, if she just hooks her little finger, a large number of handsome and graceful beauties will come up to her and ask for a date.
1. One-night stand, please hug my thigh.
Although Chen Weidong considers himself to be pretty good-looking, and was once a junior high school student, in this day and age, do you still have the nerve to rely on your looks to attract girls? Stop joking, okay?
Forget it, it's useless to think about this kind of thing, just let it go.
Chen Weidong turned over, rubbed his temples, and subconsciously wanted to stretch, but unexpectedly found that his lower body was wet, and it seemed...
Holy shit! It’s a horse race!!!
His uncle! This...this...
Chen Weidong's head was confused and he couldn't understand the situation.
He has no amnesia, and he has always had a very good memory. He remembers exactly what happened last night.
Mrs. Song...she is obviously here!
According to the script, I should be lying naked on the bed now. How could I still have a vest and underpants on me? This is unscientific...
Chen Weidong racked his brains and couldn't figure out what was going on. Could it be that everything last night was just a dream after all!?
This doesn’t make sense. How can any dream be so vivid and realistic?
In an instant, countless thoughts surged through Chen Weidong's mind, which made his head feel big!
Damn it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, wash your underwear first...
Having made up his mind, Chen Weidong jumped off the bed, opened his bag and took out a new pair of underpants, pushed the door open and walked toward the bathroom.
He walked very tiptoe along the way, always feeling that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in a corner, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
After taking a shower and putting on new underwear, Chen Weidong breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped his head and pushed the door out. He saw Song Jia walking towards him from the living room.
Hey, no, why are Mrs. Song's steps staggering? Her face is also flushed, as if she had just been drunk. She looks very abnormal.
When she ran into Chen Weidong head-on, Song Jia seemed a little panicked. She said hello casually and ducked in, her voice as low as a mosquito's hum.
When Chen Weidong saw this, he couldn't help but frowned.
That's not right! Looking at Sister Song like this, it seems like what happened last night was not just a dream!
TMD, what the hell is going on...
Chen Weidong was confused, but he didn't know that Mrs. Song was also full of questions at this time!
Last night, after she finished handling the emails, she told Xiaozi a story for a while, coaxing him to sleep and then fell asleep too. The time was probably around nine-thirty or ten.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up, and an inexplicable heat rushed out of her heart like a flame, rushing up! The heat made her head feel dizzy, and she got out of bed involuntarily, and accidentally knocked on the door opposite Chen Weidong.
the door...
She really didn't dare to recall what happened next, but she couldn't help but think about it secretly from time to time. Every time she recalled the key points, she couldn't help but feel a fever on her face.
This thing is too shameful. Although as a normal woman, her husband died, it is normal for her to have stronger needs than ordinary women, but she will not...not have such a realistic erotic dream, right?
What's more, the hero of this dream is a young man whom I have just met for less than a week. This...
Mrs. Song didn't know what to think. Could it be that she had been lonely for too long and had reached the point where she was as hungry as a tiger and hungry?
Huh, what's so good about that guy? Isn't it just that he looks handsome and cooks delicious food?
This trick may not be easy to coax a little sister, let alone a mature woman?
But then again, I am not a younger sister, but an older sister...
"Sister" is a very magical creature. Generally speaking, they are self-sufficient, and this "sufficiency" is mostly "abundance".
They lack nothing, money, cars, houses, what the heck? Sisters have it!~
People always tend to ignore the things they already own, and things like money, cars, and houses seem to be things that can be ignored by Mrs. Song.
What does she lack? Of course she lacks a man!~
Unfortunately, Chen Weidong is a man - a man who can cook, fight, play the piano, coax children, and is a little handsome. Well... he is still a strong man!~
Oops! Where have I gone...
Song Jia couldn't help but cover her face. The feeling coming from the nerve endings in her palms clearly told her: Your face is very hot and you are... shy!~
No! I can’t think about it anymore. Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly and go to work!
Song Jia took a deep breath and dipped her face into the cold water.
While Mrs. Song was thinking wildly in the bathroom, Chen Weidong was not idle either. He went back to the room first, looked left and right and didn't find anything suspicious, so he went to the living room to check again.
It didn't matter. Under the big wall clock in the living room, he found something...
Bronze mirror! That bronze mirror was originally on his bedside table. Why is it hanging on the wall here now? Who hung it up?
Mrs. Song happened to come out after washing up, and Chen Weidong asked casually.
The answer was just as he expected, it was indeed Mrs. Song who was responsible.
Last night she went to Chen Weidong's room to look for something and accidentally discovered this ancient mirror. She couldn't put it down and took it out to play with.
Later, Xiaozi ran out and said she wanted to take a bath, so she hung it on the wall. After she finished her work and entered the room, she forgot to take it off.
Mirror……
For a moment, Chen Weidong seemed to have a flash of lightning in his heart!
"Why, is this mirror important to you? Sorry, I..." Song Jia smiled apologetically.
"It's okay, I'm just asking casually." Chen Weidong curled his mouth slightly, but there was a light in the depths of his eyes.