Bi Tielin looked at the door handle and wondered:
Didn't they all leave? Why are you back so soon?
He pushed the door open.
Chen Cuiliu, who was sitting on Liang Xiaoxiao's bed in a daze, only remembered that she had forgotten to lock the door when she heard the noise.
She bent down and lifted the red floral curtains, then went to the window and took a look, her eyes immediately widening.
I didn't expect that the person I was thinking about would come back.
She hurriedly smoothed the hair around her ears with her hands, stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked to the door in a hurry.
The door opened with a creak. Bi Tielin stopped and looked sideways when he heard the sound.
That one glance, just one glance, made Chen Cuiliu's heart pound.
Chen Cuiliu hadn't expected Bi Tielin to come back suddenly, and she hadn't prepared anything in advance. Adding to the shyness and nervousness of a grown-up girl meeting a man she admired, she stuttered.
"You? You..."
He kept saying "you" for several seconds without being able to say anything.
Bi Tielin turned his head slightly to look over, nodded at Chen Cuiliu, greeted her in a flat tone: "Oh, you're at home." Then he got up and walked away.
Without asking his brother and sister-in-law, he already knew in his heart that she was probably the only one left at home.
Chen Cuiliu looked at the back with anticipation in her eyes.
She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to call out to Bi Tielin.
I was also upset that I didn't wear that plaid jacket, and only wore a silly green sweater. Looking at Bi Tielin, I always felt shorter than him and had very little confidence.
She knew in her heart that she had to bite the bullet and say a few words to Bi Tielin today.
You know, this is when she and Bi Tielin are alone together!
This opportunity is so rare. If I don’t say something, I’ll miss it. But the more anxious I am, the harder it is to find an excuse.
Bi Tielin took a few steps and suddenly stopped where he was.
Chen Cuiliu's heart was in her throat with excitement.
Forget it, we already live here, it would be embarrassing to ask them to move.
Bi Tielin only paused for a moment, without even turning his head, and continued to stride forward and disappeared.
After entering the house, he did not forget to lock the door from the inside.
Thinking in my heart:
Although we can't take a shower, but we are a single man and a single woman in the same yard, if something happens, it will be hard to explain.
It's not like he hasn't experienced anything like that before.
Did he fuck that woman? No. He was arrested without even bothering to provide evidence. Thinking about that incident was heartbreaking. If it weren't for everything he had now, he would have fucked her and then killed her.
If you eat a hundred beans and still don't find them fishy, you're a fool. He still has a woman who made him a fool and hasn't dealt with her yet.
Besides, he had to change his clothes.
Who says men don't have intuition...
What does it mean when the other person looks at you blankly? Don't you understand? It depends on whether the man wants to pretend to be confused while knowing the truth.
Facts have proved that Bi Tielin, who has traveled all over the country, is not confused, and he has never wanted to pretend to be confused in his life.
Not to mention Chen Cuiliu who is shy and timid, what hasn't Bi Tielin seen?
When he first went to the other side of the border to trade goods, many women were naked about their intentions towards him, even more direct than this, and tried to throw themselves into his arms, but he quickly pushed them away.
At that time, it was really a test for Bi Tielin, a normal man.
The few guys who went with me took their girls to do that thing in the next room. The room was not soundproof, so when I came back I had to listen to them talking about dirty things.
Later, those who had families and always took that route simply settled down there and found a wife, without having to take any responsibilities, to relieve their loneliness, not to mention him as a single young man.
He is rich, has never had sex, needs stimulation to prove his existence, is single, and doesn't have to answer to anyone. Even under such strong stimulation, he would rather masturbate.
The biggest reasons for holding back are:
He didn't want to let the "first time" just go away.
I don't want it to be limited to this.
I always feel that if he just goes with the flow, he won't care about right or wrong in his life.
…
Bi Tielin was thinking clearly. Even when he found two long hairs on the bed sheet, he just frowned slightly, pulled off the sheet and threw it on the ground.
When you need to look for clothes, look for clothes; when you need to look for pants, look for pants.
He believes that as long as the other party is not given any chance, there is no need for dialogue at all.
Because she is a grown-up girl, and unlike those guys on the border who are only interested in making money, they are all very proud.
But what Bi Tielin didn't expect was that the way he stopped, looked, and then passed by when crossing the road with the old lady made Chen Cuiliu think too much after returning to the house.
Chen Cuiliu's eyes fell on the cotton shoes on her feet, but her mind had already flown away with Bi Tielin.
She had never seen a man dressed so formally.
I still remember the first time we met, those white socks, that blue cashmere sweater, and the stand-up collar cashmere coat he is still wearing now.
All these little features are different from the men she has met.
From her grandfather's generation to the technicians in their factory who were flattered to the point of not knowing what they were doing.
Compared to him, everyone in the village and town, whether rich or poor, looks rough.
The technicians in her factory were good-looking, but now in comparison, they seemed so childish and naive.
Chen Cuiliu turned her head and looked at the courtyard again.
The way he drives the car; the way he looks at the girl; how manly he is in taking care of everything for his brothers and sisters.
Although he is the youngest, his brothers and sisters all listen to him. He lives in such a big house, and he has become a city dweller.
Chen Cuiliu recalled lying on Bi Tielin's bed, the smell of soapberries in her nostrils, the maroon wardrobe, bookshelves, desk, sofa, and the books lined up there that she didn't understand.
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