Chapter 45 Chapter Forty-Four

Shi Yan hurriedly climbed up the river slope and found that Zhuo Liang was still there, but lying on the ground in long strips, so she couldn't see from the bottom of the river.She tried it on his nose with her hand, and she was still alive, but she was not dead. She let out a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.She wanted to make a statement to him, saying that she didn't vomit because of her psychological aversion to him, but the physiological reaction of his thing reaching her throat, just like someone digging his throat with his fingers would cause vomiting, just like liking It's okay if you don't like fingers.But she decided to make a fuss out of nothing, maybe he didn't see her vomit at all, why bother?

He must have not seen it, because he didn't look unhappy, but grabbed her hand and asked, "Where have you been?" She felt that his tone was a bit half-dead, so she hurriedly asked, "Are you okay? Are you okay?" "It's okay, it's just very tired, but it's the kind of tiredness after being comfortable—" "Why are you sleeping here? The ground is so dirty, and besides, it's so hot, you'll get sores on your back if you sleep—" He lazily sat up and said, "Lend me your leg to lie on." She sat down next to him, still sitting on her shoes, and he fell into her arms, letting her hold his upper body, while his lower body was still sitting on his shoes, with his legs bent.The bright moonlight shone on the right side of his face, and the left side was covered in shadows. It was semi-dark. The high places on his face looked higher and the lower places looked lower. There was a sculptural effect. She thought he was handsome. Extremely, he used his hands to trace the outline of his face.He was motionless, not knowing whether he was enjoying her tracing or falling asleep.

She sat hugging him like this for a long time, until the other lovers had left, then she shook him and said, "Let's go back too." As if waking up from a dream, he said, "Huh? It's late, isn't it? I fell asleep just now, and finally got a good night's sleep today." "Did you not sleep well last night?" "No, I haven't slept well for a long time—" "Why haven't you slept well for a long time?" "miss you--" "Why do you think I didn't come to me?" "I don't want to make this—"

Her sense of pride welled up spontaneously, and she couldn't help dragging out his ex-girlfriend as a foil, as if only through comparison can one distinguish: "But you said that you are not like the previous girlfriend--" He smiled: "I know that you will never forget this matter, and worry about it. Women are narrow-minded. You see, I just ask about your past. No matter who you loved before or what you did with whom, it doesn't matter to me." As long as you are not with other men when you are not with me, I will not ask." She said shyly, "I didn't hold a grudge, just asked casually—"

"You don't have to worry about her, I don't love her at all, never—" These words sound comfortable, but they need to be put into practice: "Then why did you come back to City D for her?" He smiled "cutly": "I came back to City D for her? Who did you hear that? Am I the kind of person who treats women like the whole world? Don't make me sound so ambitious, okay? I Before returning to City D, I didn’t even know her—” This made her happy for a while, because he didn't come back for his ex-girlfriend, and the big bag in her heart was eliminated, but he said that he would not treat women as the whole world, which made her a little uncomfortable, although she knew A man should not treat a woman as the whole world, otherwise, he would not be able to do a career, but she still hoped that he would treat her as the whole world, and then she would persuade him to be ambitious and ask him not to treat her as the whole world. The whole world, and he has to be ambitious for her, so he reluctantly treats her as the whole world, and because of this, he will do something big. That way, both parties will feel better.

But obviously you can't say this to him. This kind of thing is about voluntary, and it's not unusual to put it bluntly.She felt that his signs were still very good, and he was developing in the direction of treating her as the whole world. Now he might not regard her as the whole world psychologically, but he could say that he regarded her as the whole world physically.Aren't men very biologically dominated?So we should first figure out his physiology. She asked, "Then you were introduced by someone else?" "It can be regarded as—" "Isn't she pretty?"

"Very sexy, high boobs, big ass, flirtatiously dressed—" She said enviously, "Isn't that supposed to - very - excite you?" He made a grimace: "It was at first, but once I got to know her, I didn't like her anymore, and I was annoyed when I saw her. I am a person who pays attention to spiritual enjoyment, and I don't like people in my heart, no matter what she looks like So my body doesn't respond to her." "And she—how is she? Why did you dislike her once you knew what she was?" "She is vulgar, snobbish, and has little knowledge. She only knows how to shop, buy clothes, and ask for money. She bluffs and cheats in the name of my parents. We don't have a common language. My mother and sister don't like her—"

"Then how did you fall in love with her?" "As I said, I never loved her—" "But why are you—in love with her?" "Didn't I already say that? She's sexy-" "Didn't you say you even got your marriage certificate?" "Obtaining a marriage certificate is just for housing distribution—" It seems a bit too pragmatic to get a marriage certificate just for the sake of room allocation, but it still makes her feel better than getting a marriage certificate for love.She asked: "But you even beat the furniture—" "Furniture, it always needs to be beaten. Anyone who marries the furniture has to be beaten. It happened that there was some wood in the house at that time, so the furniture was beaten—"

She felt a little uncomfortable. Hearing what he said, he won't buy new furniture when he gets married, but just use his old set of furniture. What does that look like?Whoever you marry will be dealt with by this set of furniture?She asked circumstantially: "Then you——if you get married in the future, you won't make new furniture?" He smiled and said: "Don't worry about it, what is a set of furniture? I have long thought that set of furniture is not trendy, so I don't bother to move to my house. Don't worry, what kind of furniture do you want?" What kind of furniture shall I make for you—"

She was very happy, and said politely: "I didn't say I want you to build me new furniture, I mean if you marry someone else in the future—" "Who else am I going to marry?" "how could I know?" "Aren't you going to marry me?" She was happier, but felt that this was not considered a marriage proposal, so she did not answer his words.He sat up, turned her back, put her down in his arms, reached into his clothes to touch her, and asked as he touched, "Will you marry me? Will you marry me?" She was numb from his touch, but she still didn't say "follow", because it was still not a marriage proposal.While touching, he said to himself: "It's really strange, your chest is not high, and your butt is not big, why do I react to you?"

These words sound moist! She felt like a princess, being admired by Prince Charming, she asked encouragingly: "Why?" "I just asked you because I didn't know—" he thought for a while, and said, "Maybe because you are very pure, innocent, and cute, and you are not snobby or vulgar—" The prince's powder made the princess's face pale, and she was dizzy. She felt that her image was getting taller and taller, and she was about to lose her head.His hand had already moved from her chest to the bottom of her skirt, but she didn't object, she just felt soft and swollen all over her body, as if she welcomed his hand very much. He stretched out his hand for a while, and said happily, "There's a lot of water! Today must be a success!" He inserted his finger in smoothly, and asked her in a low voice, "Why is there so much water today?" "I don't know, maybe it's because of what you—say—those—" "What did I say?" She felt that if she repeated his words, it would be self-boasting, so she didn't answer, just closed her eyes tightly, imagining that since he knew her, he couldn't sleep well every night, tossing and turning on the bed, imagining that he suffered for her Suffering, eager to see her, but afraid to be with her, recalling that time when he hugged her in front of so many people at the train station, making those next to him drool with envy, and then he kissed her in the car, Also said "you are so cute".She gathered these touching scenes that she liked the most in her mind and played them repeatedly, making her body so soft and her heart so sweet, she seemed to be floating on the waves, her hair was dizzy and her hair was fluttering, The heat wave in the body was higher and higher, and there was a tendency of a mountain torrent to erupt. In a daze, she forgot to be reserved, forgot to be shy, and opened her mouth to him, begging him to kiss her.He didn't see it at first, but she groaned and hummed, he finally saw her, bent his head down, and kissed her.His tongue was moving in the same rhythm as his fingers, and she felt like someone was digging a tunnel from the top to the bottom, each time getting closer to the moment of digging through, the heat waves on both sides were hitting one place, and the heat currents on both sides were moving One place rushes.She sucked his tongue, sucking greedily, and her secret place seemed to be reminded by her sucking, and there was a rhythm similar to sucking, a kind of pleasure that she had never experienced spread throughout her body, and she let it go. Opened his tongue and cried happily. He smiled and said, "What a crying bag, you cry when you are comfortable, and you cry when you are uncomfortable. I will let you cry enough today—" Although he was quoting famous people and speaking in a very scientific and technical manner, he still got her goosebumps all over the floor, and couldn't help but reach out to cover his mouth: "Stop talking about such nonsense——" "Why is it such a mess? They are all authoritative theories, printed into books, and translated into many languages. People who don't know must be people who don't like to read, so they are so ignorant. I read it carefully. So I understand the sexual psychology of you girls very well, better than you yourself—" He pushed her hand away, pinched it to prevent her from covering his mouth, and asked, "Am I right?" "wrong!" "What's wrong?" "It's all wrong!" He picked up her hand and compared it with his own, and said: "Your fingers are not as long as mine, and how can your own hands compare to other people's hands? Especially the hands of the opposite sex. Everyone has hands , but why does everyone have to find friends of the opposite sex?" She never thought that this is the reason for finding friends of the opposite sex. According to this, she doesn't need to look at her face or personality when looking for a partner, just look at whether her fingers are long or not. He seemed to guess what she was thinking, and said seriously: "But people are advanced animals, and men are especially advanced in this respect, because men are the active party, and whether a sexual relationship can be achieved depends on whether the man is emotional or not. The brain of a man The more developed you are, the deeper your thoughts are, the more you pay attention to spiritual things, like me, I won't be like ordinary men, I will be emotional when I see tall breasts and big butts, I only respond to people I like-" She likes to hear this kind of words very much, and hoped that he would talk more about the spiritual level, but he quickly turned to the physical level: "But you girls are different, you are the passive side, you have no choice, no matter who touches you, as long as you After a certain amount of time, you will all react." These words seemed ugly, but she hadn't thought of a rebuttal, she just expressed her attitude: "Nonsense." He said, "Let's make a bet, shall we? If after three times, you still haven't become addicted, then my surname will not be Zhuo—" "Then what's your last name?" "My last name is—" She didn't answer, but just turned around in her mind, and when she was ready for the third time, regardless of whether she was addicted or not, she resolutely refused to admit that she was addicted, so that he would lose the bet, so that he would take her last name and call him "Shi Yue". She comforted and said: "Don't worry, if that day really comes, we can - like - husband and wife - do -" He didn't say anything, just grabbed her hand and covered his face, and said after a long time: "We don't need to think so far, it's useless to think about it." This made her a little uncomfortable again, and she couldn't figure out what he meant.He loves her hymen so much, and always says that marriage is still far away, as if he is not optimistic about the future of the two of them. Maybe he has not made up his mind to marry her, so he protects her hymen so that it will not be destroyed. There, she would cling to him desperately. She showed a bit of momentum and said firmly: "Don't treat me like a girl who stalks people to get married. I will be responsible for what I do. If you are with me, there is even the slightest bit of reluctance. Then no matter where you go, I won't pester you—" She herself was taken aback by her pride, and she was afraid that if he knew this, he would act like a husband and wife with her, but if he did, he would not marry her. Wouldn't that make her miserable?She stopped quickly, hoping he hadn't heard at all. He probably didn't hear it, because he said: "I heard that a girl will always remember the man who broke her body. No matter how many people she meets in the future, and no matter what kind of person she meets, she will never forget the man who broke her body for the first time." Once—the one who broke through her defenses—" She didn't know whether the "breaking the body" and "breaking through the defense" he said were the same thing or two different things. She was at a loss and waited for him to continue, but he didn't say anything further.She asked, "Breakthrough is—what do you mean?" "Of course it means breaking your membrane—" "But why do girls always remember—that guy?" "How do I know? This is about you girls. In fact, people used to think that breaking the body is a bad thing, because blood is ominous, and whoever gets it will be unlucky, so the groom doesn't do it. The woman's family members do it, or let the chieftain, the chief, and the witch do it. But in modern times, it has become a good thing to be broken, and men are eager to be that broken person. But I think you girls should always remember that You guys who brought your first orgasm. What do you say?" She has never thought about this question, and today is the first time she has heard of it.She thought for a moment and said, "I think a girl will always remember the man who loved her—" "But love is not just empty words, there must be actions—" She also knows that love requires action, but the action of love in her mind does not seem to include "breaking the body" or "climax".She knew that saying this would make him laugh, but she said it anyway. Sure enough, he laughed: "You are a typical little girl's way of thinking. Falling in love is like playing a house. You eat fake food and vegetables, and you are a fake couple. But life is not playing house, life is eating real food." , make true love, if a person can't bring pleasure orgasm to the person he loves, then what face does he have to say that he loves this person?" She was overwhelmed by his questions, and felt that her love was a bit like playing tricks, while his love was the real life.She was a little ashamed that while she gave her loved one a pleasurable orgasm, she threw up herself.In contrast, his love is still greater!