The sun sets in the West and hides behind tall buildings.
In the forest woven with steel and concrete, the quiet evening seems to be very short, while the night of ready to move, bustling, drunken life and death is very long, so long that people feel suffering -- for example, when the night is coming, I already feel that the seconds are like years and life is not like death.
**It's like suffering...
the extreme touch of the warm soft bullet under the cheek, and the light smell of meat pouring into the nasal cavity, all of which stir up the most pathological and evil heart string of me as a physically healthy man...
"I warn you, don't move, don't touch, and... Don't think about it!" Perhaps I found that my breathing frequency was not right, and I guess I began to regret that I was too active. The queen threatened me with a light but tense tone: "otherwise, I can't guarantee that what I dug out is earwax, or the dirtier things in your brain."
"It's easy not to move, not to touch, because I didn't want to move, not to touch, not to think... I didn't think, you know? Do I think it's dirty or clean, you know? " I can't wait to distract myself with conversation, but I won't admit it. In front of this woman, my aggressive mind is more vigorous than the original desire. Besides, who can guarantee that if this psychopathic woman knew that I was actually a black silk, beautiful legs and jade feet control, she would not be ashamed of her unintentional hardcover dressing to my taste, but really Poke a spoon in my head? In other words, her hand holding the ear scoop now shakes my heart. Fortunately, it's just a pretence. If you really dig my ear, you may have poured half a cup of blood from my ear.
She despised me, turned her head and looked at the clock on the wall, just as the doorbell rang again, "here they are."
"Who?" Just brought a cup of normal temperature white water on the tea table in front of us, she didn't have enough brains. She knew who they were, but she didn't know why the woman knew who they were. She didn't even know who the woman was - just wanted to ask.
"Wang Xiaomeng and Wang Xiaomeng," the queen of temperament answered Dong Xiaoye's question, turning to Chu Yuan and saying, "open the door."
Chu Yuan didn't like her queen's tone very much, but like winter night, he unconsciously swallowed her eyes when he came to her mouth, and then he did as she asked, obediently running to open the door.
Don't be angry and awe? Is the power of the superior? Absolutely not - a woman who is so nervous that her body is petrified when a man's breath blows on her leg. What's her majesty? What's the momentum? Watching the murmuring of dongxiaoye and Chuyuan proves that they are not afraid or afraid of the Queen's sister at all. It also proves that the Queen's sister not only doesn't reveal naturally, but carefully controls and suppresses her own queen's demeanor! The two girls were confused. They were obviously dissatisfied and couldn't disobey her, but they didn't feel overwhelmed by her momentum.
I smacked out the mystery of it - she only questioned and emphasized a fact with clear eyes when she needed to make an explanation most: I am the guest, you are the host -
How can we let the guest pour water and open the door for the guest? However, in view of her cold expression and command tone, she let others take it for granted that they should do their own thing, which became her arbitrary.
Her eyes are not so cold and hard as her tone. Maybe she is just used to that way of speaking.
It was Wang Xiaomeng and Wang Xiaomeng's sisters who came here. Hearing them talking to Chu Yuan at the door, the queen of temperament didn't move, but suddenly crooned a happy tune in a low voice. Her face was still as cold as water, but the soft and beautiful voice line showed a kind of relaxed and joyful, which was very substituted. If it wasn't because I could clearly feel her body tight and her fingers shaking, I almost thought she gave it to me I've been digging my ears and I've forgotten myself. The guests don't know when I come.
I don't deny that my vanity has been greatly satisfied with my pillow on her thigh, even if there is the risk of eardrum being pierced at any time.
Wang Xiaomeng and Wang Xiaomeng are really standing behind the sofa. They are surprised that I am lying on the sofa watching TV like a landlord's old fortune, resting on the thigh of a woman whose temperament is more thrilling than that of beauty, and enjoying the scene that the woman sang a song and dug ears for me.
"Here you are. I didn't make a phone call. I'll go downstairs to meet you." I pretended to fall down from the sofa in a hurry and dug my ears with my little finger. It seems superfluous, but it's necessary to explain why I didn't get up to meet at the first time with body language. I have to admit that "happy and warm ear digging" is a good move. It's not intentional, artificial, and without any explanation, it's enough to make me ambiguous with the queen of temperament The relationship unfolds incisively and vividly.
"In the afternoon, when the Bureau has a meeting, the mobile phone is turned off and forgotten to open. Besides, I just came in the morning. It's not that I don't recognize the door. I want you to come downstairs to meet me. It seems that we are alienated. Aren't you afraid that I will often come for dinner later?" Different from Wang Xiaomeng, who is stubborn, sensitive and delicate, Wang Xiaomeng, her elder sister, is not only cheeky and nervous, but also super familiar. After a moment of astonishment, she immediately came close to her. "How does this young lady face, Nange, your girlfriend?"It's no wonder that Dong Xiaoye always scolds Wang Xiaomeng as a two hundred and five. When ya Sanba gets up, she doesn't choose the time or look at the atmosphere, but she doesn't care about Wang Xiaomeng's feelings. Originally, I cooperated with the queen of temperament to play a play, kissed me and pretended to be like me. Some things passed by tacitly. But Wang Xiaomeng had to ask the truth. I lied and lied. I couldn't talk about it, so I shook my head and said, "No .. "
Wang Xiaomeng doesn't know Wang Xiaomeng's thoughts about me, but apparently he didn't respond. Wang Xiaomeng confessed to me in the morning, and I invited their sisters to have dinner at home at night, and once they entered the door, they would see me and a woman's" show their love ". In fact, it was the same reply to her, which showed my attitude gently and implicitly. If you ask me deeply, it would only embarrass her 。
Of course, Wang Xiaomeng may understand my attitude, but she just doesn't take it seriously - her sister Wang Xiaomeng didn't know that I had a girlfriend, so she launched an attack on me. She didn't say that the romance between me and Xiao goblin, which was widely spread in Beitian University, and Wang Jie and I were feuding because of the fake work of winter Xiaoye, neither in the Municipal Bureau nor in Beitian police circle What a secret.
It's because Wang Xiaomeng knows that she can't do it, that makes me scratch my head and bother how to refuse her. A single sentence of "I have a girlfriend" obviously can't stop her thinking, and even put out the fact that "I have more than one girlfriend" is such a scum. I'm afraid it's hard to persuade this paranoid girl who just experienced life and death to give up. God knows whether Wang Jie abandoned her at the critical moment of life and death Regardless of her hatred, she deliberately jumped into my fire pit to revenge for her family's betrayal...
so, it's better not to tell lies that are easy to be exposed. Today, I and the temperament queen are like enemies and friends, but tomorrow, they will tear their faces. We are not sure. In case of a reversal of our eyes, this bad lie will become another one for Wang Xiaomeng Merciless strike?
Since Wang Xiaomeng asked me about this, I can only sigh for the queen of temperament. I just ate tofu for nothing...
I'd like to move the fringe out another day and follow the original plan.
I was a little disappointed, but I didn't feel any trouble. Unexpectedly, the queen of temperament frowned slightly, stared at me and said, "yes."
Wang Xiaomeng was confused. "Is it his girlfriend or not?"
Wang Xiaomeng listens to my denial. His dark eyes suddenly shine brightly and boldly, which makes me a little hesitant whether I should insist on denial or not. Then she listens to her temperament: "no, it is also."
Wang Xiaomeng's brain is fast, and his mouth is faster than his brain. He said: "are you... The third child?"
When I was stunned, I couldn't help laughing and said, "I really let you guess."
Wang Xiaomeng stabbed him in the waist. Wang Xiaomeng realized that he had said something wrong. He was in a panic. He didn't know how to remedy it. When I said that, he laughed a little, but saw that the queen of temperament offered to reach out to her and said lightly: "if you are older than me, it's right to call me junior. If you are younger than me, you should add one after junior‘ "Elder sister", or, just like most people in Beitian, call me "third lady"
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