"You know what? Whatever he wants, even if I kneel down and beg my dad, I can give it to him. Why did he go abroad?!"
Bi Yue continued to talk to herself: "In fact, there is only one kind of success, to live your life in your own way. I am doing okay now."
From then on, the two of them started talking about irrelevant things for another two and a half seconds.
When leaving the restaurant, the two hugged each other's necks and waists.
Dai Hanfei paid the bill, Bi Yue clasped her hands, and they parted ways. The restaurant owner breathed a sigh of relief.
…
People who drink too much don’t think they are drunk, because they understand everything and always feel that they are slightly tipsy.
Alcohol can make people talkative and say things they shouldn't.
Then the wine can make people more courageous. What kind of courage? The courage of lust.
At the same moment, Zhao Dashan regained consciousness, both mentally and physically. He stared blankly at the devastation, his courage nearly frightened to death.
To say he was so drunk he didn't know anything was nonsense. He remembered the key points.
I remember the woman pressed her body against him, slapping his face and mumbling something, while squeezing into his arms, one arm wrapped around his neck and refusing to let go.
Their noses met, and her lips accidentally brushed his throat. He still remembers the shiver she felt.
In fact, at the beginning, his hand was clearly pushing away. He didn't know whether it was because the woman was too clingy or he couldn't stand the test.
Pushing and then holding.
I accidentally held a place I shouldn't have held, and it was like a floodgate had been opened and I couldn't control myself.
And then... No, I can't think about what happened later.
Zhao Dashan grabbed his hair tightly with both hands. The hair that he had not had time to trim was messed up, and he was very annoyed.
I was scolding myself not to recall the past, but those scenes...
The image that always appears in my mind is of two mouths holding each other tightly, taking off their clothes tacitly, and him lying on the woman, touching and kissing her, with his fingers inserted in places I dare not imagine.
Zhao Dashan slapped himself in the face with a "slap".
"Beast!" He didn't understand. Humans are not animals, so how could they do things that they couldn't control?
I regret it.
23-year-old Zhao Dashan stood naked on the ground, forgetting that he was cold. He was not wearing shoes, but only slippers. He gritted his teeth and tidied up the sheets and quilts. Looking at the "map" on it, he hated himself and all the traces on it.
My mind was in a mess and I just wanted to deal with it quickly and pretend it never happened.
At this moment, the sound of Bi Tielin knocking on the iron gate was heard: "Dashan? Is Dashan here?"
Zhao Dashan became even more panicked. Like a guilty thief, he quickly grabbed the quilt and spread it flat on the bed.
The bedroom door was closed. Zhao Dashan was clearly dressed warmly, but he kept pulling at his collar in front of Bi Tielin: "Uncle, don't you have tickets for an earlier date?"
Bi Tielin frowned slightly: "If you don't know, you'll think you're going to run away with the money. Isn't tomorrow still early?"
"Ah, I, I'm just asking."
…
Just as Bi Yue was about to knock on the door, it was opened and she stumbled and fell inside.
Standing in the yard were Bi Tiegang, Bi Tielin, and Bi Sheng. The lights were brightly lit.
Liu Yafang hugged Bi Yue.
Bi Yue giggled and pressed Liu Yafang's face with her index finger: "Are you scared?"
Liu Yafang was very honest. She was worried about this and her already red and swollen eyes started crying again. She nodded.
Her mother admitted that she was scared, but Bi Yue stopped smiling. She looked at Liu Yafang, and tears welled up in her eyes:
"mother……"
The sob in Liu Yafang's throat suddenly burst into a high-pitched sound, and she waved her fist again in anger:
"My enemy! You used to drink medicine, now you drink wine. Why don't you just drink my blood?" (To be continued.)
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