Chapter 150

Lightning flashed out of the window, rumbling dull thunder sounded, and the sound of raindrops beating on the window glass suddenly became dense. It was like many people were laughing at Yue Zitong. She was clearly degenerated and looked at by men, and she pretended to be pure.

Is a woman's face more important than her body?

If it's important, why don't women cover their faces naked when they are on the street?

Doesn't it matter?

When a face appears in the video alone, I'm a fool. At most, I can only praise her twice for her beauty and potential as a slut - but when the face and body appear in the video at the same time, the meaning is very different, as he said.

The ridicule of raindrops makes Yue Zitong, who is curling up and shivering, more and more afraid. He wants to go crazy and run out in the rain. He just wants to stand in the rain, spread his arms and roar into the sky. He asks God why he tortures her like this. When she clearly realizes that she must never do that, she will suffer like this.

Is that what I am?

When Yue Zitong thought of this, a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, saying yes, you are such a person. Helan Fusu doesn't want you. Even the scum of Li Nanfang and the abnormal patient of long zaikong don't care for you. Who do you think you are?

Yes, even Li Nanfang and others don't want me. How can I pretend to be noble?

Isn't it through the Internet to let strange men see the nature of my slut? Those former pure female stars, who would have thought that they would be as dirty as the legend before the photos spread?

As long as it can make me feel at ease, have a good sleep, go out like a normal person the next day, and keep my cold and proud face in front of employees, what can I do if I can let them see?

"It's just the price I pay for a good sleep."

Yue Zitong said to himself, suddenly turned over and sat up, picked up the mobile phone.

She's been silent for so long, and the northerners are still making voice calls, asking if she's back, and asking if he can help if something's wrong.

"Between us, it's over. Thank you for being with me

After Yue Zitong made a voice, he immediately deleted the northerners.

On her wechat, I was the only one left to be a fool, which gave her a sense of security. Although she kept the wechat of northerners, he didn't know what Yue Zitong was doing here, but he still gave her the illusion of being watched by others. She had to delete this number.

When he was in the office, he wanted to talk about his heart and body.

Now she did not hesitate to delete the northerners, because she suddenly found that she did not need the comfort of strangers, she wanted things from the body, more real crazy, crazy!

"Are you still there?"

After paying homage to my newly deleted husband, Yue Zitong sent me a voice message.

No one answered.

It seems to be sleeping. After all, she was silent for a long time.

But she had a clear premonition that I was a fool right there, so she sent a 200 yuan red envelope, but still didn't respond.

"I promise you."

Yue Zitong bit his lower lip hard and said in a hoarse voice.

I'm a fool. As expected, I replied to the message. Let's start.

Yue Zitong's whole body of blood, suddenly boiling up, asked: "what do you want me to do?"

I'm a fool, and I answered in voice. My voice is very young, but it's cold and hard to hear: "strip off, only wear black silk and high-heeled shoes. Let me have a erotic dance first. If not, forget it. "

Yue Zitong has never danced erotic dance, but it doesn't mean she can't.

It's the same with erotic dance. As long as the body's flexibility is good enough, it's better to twist the waist like a snake, and swing the hands a few times. You can also support the column, of course, the head of the bed, and the table is better.

After a long silence, Yue Zitong asked, "what can you give me? First of all, I don't want to watch the video of you and your wife again. That will make me feel sorry for her. Secondly, I don't want to see your body. Last time I was sick for a long time. Finally, I warn you not to let me see your face, because I will kill you. "

"I can give you appreciation."

I'm a fool and said with a strange smile: "you should know the meaning of the idiom" Royal night travel ". If you want to be coquettish, you can't just show yourself. If someone appreciates you, you will feel much better. "

"Yes, you're right. Just a moment. I'll get ready. "

Yue Zitong put down his mobile phone and walked to the dressing table quickly.

After going home from work, Yue Zitong cleans the powder on her face, revealing her true beauty. Although she is not haggard at this time, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. This metaphor may not be appropriate. In short, beauty means beauty. No matter how haggard she is, she is still a beauty when she faces the sky.

It took Yue Zitong a full hour to make up for himself.

The woman in the mirror is more beautiful, more charming, just like the fox spirit in full dress, or Yue Zitong, but the temperament is different, maybe this is the real she?

His lips opened and he laughed at himself. Yue Zitong slowly got up and raised his arms. His robe slid down to the ground along his creamy skin, covering his red heels.

After the black cloth fell, she became what I most wanted to see as a fool. She only wore red high heels and long legs wrapped in black silk, just like her figure, curvy and exquisite.

Turn off the desk lamp and turn on the night light. Under the dark blue, Yue Zitong looks more like an elf. From time to time, there is lightning that pierces the light blue curtains, making the room white, adding a bit of mystery from the eternal.

I'm ready, Yue Zitong said to me as a fool.

Let's start. It's late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm a fool. Don't forget to bring some music.

The music is easy to do. Yue Zitong has a desktop computer in his bedroom. Just find a low and wild dance music. Put his mobile phone on the speaker and turn on the video.

The video window can't see anything, and Yue Zitong doesn't want to see the disgusting man. He sticks out his fragrant tongue on his upper lip, gently touches it, and says with a smile, "I'm going to start."

"Go ahead - you're beautiful and coquettish."

With the reply that I was a fool, Yue Zitong covered his chest with both hands and retreated slowly.

"Look up."

I'm a fool. "Let go, two more steps back!"

Yue Zitong looked up, let go, and stepped back two steps. With the dance music suddenly excited, his waist suddenly twisted. Some women are born with the talent to dance, no matter what kind of dance they dance.

Yue Zitong is like this. At the beginning, she can't let go. She always covers her chest and legs. But gradually, she forgets everything. She only knows that she needs to vent and revenge in this way. Her movements are more and more smooth and bigger.

Dance music, also have similar to suffocation hum, obscene, seems to be disturbed by Yue Zitong's action.

Unconsciously, at the end of the song, Yue Zitong, whose forehead is slightly sweating, walks slowly to the mobile phone and asks in a coquettish tone: "are you still satisfied?"

I am a fool's tone, more blunt, with unspeakable contempt: "good, keep up, next time play some tricks, use props. Give you a red envelope of one yuan, because you are worth one yuan. Say thank you, you know

Yue Zitong stares at the video for a long time.

I'm a fool, sneering over there: "do you want dignity?"

This sentence broke the last dignity of Yue Zitong. He lowered his long eyelashes and said in a soft voice, "thank you for your reward, slave."

"Go to bed and have a good dream."

I'm a fool. After that, the video was turned off and a red envelope of one yuan appeared on the screen.

Yue Zitong silently opened the red envelope with the words "master's son's reward" and "slave's collar", and knew that she had nothing left.

Then, suddenly turned and ran into the bathroom, knelt on the toilet and vomited violently.

She's sick of herself.

After giving himself a slap, Yue Zitong, whose chest is undulating rapidly, turns on the cold water shower and stands below, trying his best to scrub every inch of his skin.

It's like these places were all kissed by that man.

Yue Zitong changed the name of "I'm worth one yuan" to "I'm worth one yuan". He pulled the pillow over his face and soon fell asleep.

After rain, Qingshan City, washed by a heavy rain, looks more and more beautiful in the sunshine.

Jiang Muran and Li Nanfang, dressed in white lovers' clothes and big sunglasses, went to the southern mountain area early in the morning. After having some fast food at noon and two bottles of beer, Li Nanfang still lay in the woods and had a good sleep.

Women have no rest, they always stare at him.

In the early morning, Li Nanfang asked a woman to dance erotic dance. Jiang Muran knew it and saw it.

I'm surprised at the beauty of that woman. I can't imagine how she can degenerate like this. I'm even more surprised that she will be so obedient under Li NanFang's almost despicable request.

Li Nanfang didn't hide it from her, and she didn't ask who the woman was.

But she can see that Li Nanfang must know the woman. The way the woman dances makes Jiang quietly move and ask for it. But Li Nanfang doesn't have the reaction that a man should have.

This is a phenomenon of extreme disappointment. Jiang Muran has done a little research on psychology.

After Li Nanfang turned off the video, he went to sleep, just like now, resting on her leg, sleeping like a wounded baby.

Only babies with physical pain will frown, bite and whimper when they fall asleep.

At this moment, Jiang Muran felt that Li Nanfang was very pitiful and distressed. He could not help but put his hand on his face and gently stroked him. He hoped that he could forget the shame brought to him by that woman.

"Never ask who that woman is."

Li Nanfang said in a low voice when he opened his eyes.

Jiang Muran pursed the corners of his mouth: "you, this is to hurt yourself - the same, you will never let her go, whether alive or dead."

"I can't let go of a woman like that?"

"If you can put it down, you won't be so miserable."

"What about her? Can she put me down?"

"I can't put it down."

"How do you know?"

"Because I'm a woman."

"Tell me again, what will happen to her if I ignore her tonight?"

Li Nanfang sat up and looked at the western sun.

Jiang Muran also looked over there: "she will not sleep."

Li Nanfang laughed: "without me, she has other men who can enjoy her performance."

"She has no other man, just yourself."

Jiang Muran shook his head: "believe me, I am a woman, can deeply understand her willing to fall after the idea."