There was not even a second of resistance. Sheng Chuncheng disarmed himself. Not only did he not resist, the two of them became close friends immediately.
Isn't this torturing him every day? Isn't it what he has been waiting for?
It's one thing when a man is rational, but the problem is that when a man reaches this stage, he is often irrational and will make the same mistakes that a famous figure said, all men make. This is actually a way of saying something to men.
I'm looking for excuses for my own cowardice.
How many men, in front of a beauty like Shanshan, especially with her active invitation, would not go down the slope all the way?
Sheng Chuncheng tried hard to perform better, and Shanshan's low singing voice came to his ears. While exercising, Sheng Chuncheng smelled a strange smell, like the smell in a manhole. At the beginning,
Sheng Chuncheng was still a little hesitant, wondering if it came from his own body. The smell came in waves, and Sheng Chuncheng soon discovered that it came from Shanshan's mouth.
As if it was diffused from the depths of her body, Sheng Chuncheng heard somewhere in her heart sigh in disappointment, and then it plummeted. From beginning to end, it only took a few dozen seconds. This made Sheng Chuncheng
Somewhat ashamed.
He was in a hurry, trying his best to save the situation, and wanted to continue working hard, but the two bodies were separated. Shanshan frowned in disgust and wanted to push Sheng Chuncheng away. Sheng Chuncheng continued to hold her, and Shanshan cursed:
"Oh, go away. It's no longer useful. Why are you still working so blindly? You're such a blind man."
The word "blind man" was like a needle pricking Sheng Chuncheng, which made Sheng Chuncheng continue to feel ashamed, so ashamed that he felt ashamed.
Shanshan got up from the stage, walked to the table where they were sitting during "Deep Affection", lowered her head, grabbed her phone and started playing.
Sheng Chuncheng was stunned. He was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at Shanshan. His mind was in a state of confusion. Even though he was with a beautiful woman, this was not a wonderful experience.
Worried that Aqiang would break in at any time, he stood up and pretended to be groping around on the ground until he found his clothes and put them on.
Shanshan sat there and said without raising her head: "Hey, don't think too much, it's just this time, there will be no next time."
Sheng Chuncheng asked nonchalantly: "Why?"
Shanshan hummed and said nonchalantly: "I know."
"What do you know?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"I have never had sex with a blind man before. I thought that a blind man would be special, and I was a little curious." Shanshan said with a smile, "Now I know that a blind man is also a man, and he is still a useless man."
The word "blind man" stabbed Sheng Chuncheng again, and the next one was "useless man." Sheng Chuncheng wanted to argue that he was just too sudden and unprepared. In fact, he was very good, better than ordinary men.
No matter what, I actually have a lot of control over myself.
He opened his mouth, looked at Shanshan's face as cold as ice, and swallowed the words again. What's the use of explaining? She has already made it so clear. You are just a one-time use to her. You said you are very good.
If you are good enough to retain her, will she like you? There are so many good bricklayers on the construction site, and it will not be easy for her to just need one good one.
To put it bluntly, he was just an accident and a whim of hers. That's right, Mr. Sheng, don't think too much about it.
Sheng Chuncheng's heart gradually became cold. When his heart became cold, his face and other areas also became cold.
Sheng Chuncheng sat down on the table.
Two people were on the stage, one was sitting on the ground stupidly, and the other was sitting at the table playing with his mobile phone. Neither of them spoke anymore, as if nothing happened just now.
But Sheng Chuncheng knew in his heart what had just happened. Although he was a little repelled now, what had happened had already happened. Although this matter had turned from expectation to humiliation, it had indeed happened.
The small door leading to the back was pushed open. Aqiang, who had returned from swimming, was still excited. As soon as he entered the door, he clapped his hands and shouted:
"Come on, let's continue, it's still "Erotic Palace"."
Shanshan and Sheng Chuncheng both stood up. Sheng Chuncheng walked over and sat down on the sun lounger. Immediately, Shanshan sat in his arms. By this time, the hot body had cooled down. Sheng Chuncheng held Shan in his arms.
Shan's posture was weak, she didn't dare, and she no longer had the desire to hold her tightly, and it was even more peaceful there.
Two bodies, one stacked on top of the other, combined together, like a sculpture without temperature.
Aqiang walked to the easel, picked up the pen, and looked at them first as usual. Aqiang was confused.
He put down the paintbrush in his hand and watched them walk over to the front of the stage. He stared at the two of them, Shanshan and Sheng Chuncheng, both of whom were stared at unnaturally.
Aqiang frowned, stared at them for a while, and suddenly asked:
"Shanshan, did you fuck him?"
Shanshan rolled her eyes at Aqiang and cursed: "Crazy!"
Sheng Chuncheng's face was pale and he sat there without saying a word.
Aqiang stared at them for a while, then walked back to the easel, folded his hands on his chest, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the canvas and the two people on the stage. He hesitated for a while before picking up the brush.
, the brush stretched out and stopped in the air. He still stared at the two people on the stage from a distance, his brows furrowed tighter, and he still didn't finish writing.
Sheng Chuncheng looked at him through his sunglasses and remembered what this guy said to him when he first came here. He said that if you really like a woman, don't fuck her. As long as you do, they will
It will shatter like a glass cup.
Sheng Chuncheng now felt that he heard the "bang" sound of broken glass one after another. Not only was Shanshan broken, but he himself was also broken. He seemed to hear Xue'er and Ding Huamei also being broken one after another.
Already.
The glass was shattered all over the floor, sparkling, but they were not stars.
After a while, Aqiang put down the brush in his hand, and Sheng Chuncheng heard him sigh heavily:
"Forget it, that's it for today."
As soon as Shanshan heard this, she immediately jumped out of Sheng Chuncheng's arms, unwilling to stay for a moment.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up, walked off the stage, walked to Aqiang and said:
"Let me give you a massage."
Aqiang shook his head: "Forget it, no need, you go back first."
Next, Sheng Chuncheng felt like he was cleaning up the mess in front of everyone. He walked to the clothes rack and felt that the two pairs of eyes were following him. He took off his clothes one by one, and he felt that the two pairs of eyes were sticky.
On the crest of his back.
Sheng Chuncheng changed his clothes, carried his bag and walked outside. He felt very weak. He was so weak that he didn't know who to say goodbye to.
When Sheng Chuncheng walked towards the door of the studio, he thought that it was still early and there was still more than an hour before Zhong Xinxin came to pick him up. But even like this, he did not stop. He wanted to leave here, leave this studio, and leave.
These two pairs of eyes, even if they go out into the darkness, squat on the roadside and wait.
He felt that if he continued to stay here, he would suffocate.
When Sheng Chuncheng was about to reach the studio door, Aqiang caught up with him and said, "I'll see you off."
The two of them walked into the courtyard outside, and a vast darkness fell around them. Aqiang followed Sheng Chuncheng all the time, and neither of them spoke.
When he walked to the gate, Aqiang spoke, he said:
"Brother, starting from tomorrow, you don't have to come."