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Pekingese in New York 曹桂林 2050Words 2018-03-20
Today is Ning Ning's birthday. In the living room, an extra-large birthday cake was placed on the top of the marble dining table. The cake read: Happy Birthday Kath. Ning Ning's English name is Kath.By the way, there is a striking number on the cake: 18. The roof of the living room is covered with colorful strips. There are shining shadow lamps hanging on both sides of the fireplace. On the table, on the piano, on the sofa, there are piles of birthday presents from friends. On the lawn in the backyard, the barbecue stove was emitting thick smoke and the smell of meat. Wang Qiming and his wife are going to come back after get off work, and there are about 20 boys and girls gathered here now.

Boys, girls, whites, yellows, and blacks, all accompanied by music, twisted their waists, twisted their buttocks, and danced samba. Ning Ning was twisting face to face with a boy, chest to chest, hip to hip.Wang Qiming called this dance "wild dogs making spring". "Kath!" asked the boy who danced with Ning Ning, who had to shout because the dance music was so loud. "what?" "Today, how are you feeling?" "Excellent!" "Do you know a new song?" "What song is it?" "I want your sex." "What?" Ningning didn't hear clearly.

"I Want Your Sex." "Oh, I know." "May i have your sex?" (Can I have your sex?) "What do you say?" (What did you say?) "i want your sex." (I want your sex.) "Me too." (I think too.) "Now? Here?" (Now? Here?) "Get out here!" She yelled loudly to let the young man understand that it was not possible here. The young man didn't care and grinned. With a cry of "Happy Birthday to you!" several young people walked into the living room. It should be said that these youths are dressed differently.

They are black all over: Black vest, black trousers, and black sneakers; the leader is a Chinese boy with a strong body and fine features. "James!" Ningning called out the Chinese boy's name enthusiastically, and jumped on him. James hugged Ning Ning in his arms, kissed deeply, and said, "Honey, I'll bring you some presents." "What gift?" Ning Ning asked. James took out a small paper package with his right hand. Ning Ning understood what it was, and quickly pressed his arm. "how?" "No, not here." Ningning said. "why not?"

"My dad will be back soon." "So what?" "No, no, no!" Ning Ning shook her head vigorously. "Okay, let's talk about it later," James put away the little bag, and danced with Ning Ning in his arms. The music got hotter. Young people have become crazy. Ning Ning's bedroom door was half open. A choking smell of smoke slowly drifted out from the bedroom. There were many people lying in disorder in the bedroom.They took turns smoking a joint. Don't look at them young, but it seems that each of them looks like a smoker. When it was their turn, everyone took a deep breath, inhaled deeply, inhaled into the lungs, and then closed their eyes, puffed up their mouths, and slowly exhaled a wisp of clear and light air. white smoke.

These young people, with dim eyes and disheveled clothes, looked contented to enjoy the pleasures of the world after taking a mouthful of marijuana. Ning Ning was in the living room, smelled the smell here, and hurried upstairs. "Hey! Guys! You can't, you can't be here, doing this!" Ning Ning loudly reprimanded these marijuana smoking partners, opened the window, and fanned the cigarette with his hand. "Would you like to try?" The boy who was smoking raised the butt of the cigarette and shook it towards Ningning. "You guys go out!" "You shouldn't be bombarding us," said the boy, "come too, try it, try it!"

Just then James came in. "Get out! Get out!" He commanded with supreme authority, those marijuana smokers quickly stood up and left Ningning's bedroom. Only James and Ningning were left in the bedroom. James banged the door with his heel. Ning Ning had just finished opening the window, and when she turned around and saw James' expression, she felt something was wrong. "James!" James walked up to her and grabbed Ning Ning like an eagle grabbing a chick. His movements were firm and powerful, leaving Ning Ning no room for resistance. He pressed his lips heavily on Ning Ning's lips, sucking desperately.

Ning Ning frowned, and made a "woo hoo" sound from her nose. Her hands were about to open his arms when James twisted hers behind his back. James pressed Ningning on the bed, under his body.His heavy body made Ning Ning unable to breathe. He fumbled with her chest and lower body with his hands, his big and fat mouth was like a big leech in a paddy field, firmly sucking Ning Ning's mouth. "Come on! Baby! Don't pretend!" With that said, James undid the belt. The party broke up. Ning Ning and Wang Qiming's factory worker Ayao's daughter Wendy are cleaning up the mess.

Ning Ning's face was pale and looked very tired. "Why haven't your father and mother come back yet?" Wendy asked. "Better not come back." "why?" "It's the same tirade that came back." "Long story? Say what?" "Train people." "Teach you what?" "Are you Chinese or American?" "What do you say?" "Me?" Ning Ning pointed at herself and shook her head, "I don't know." Wendy looked at Ningning puzzled. "Then do you think it's painful to be a Chinese? Or is it painful to be an American?"

Ning Ning was a little overwhelmed by Wendy's question, she thought about it seriously, and replied: "I think being a woman is painful." Wendy has endless questions. "Do you love your father?" she asked Ningning. "do not love." "why?" "I know that too. I hate him anyway." "Just because he's always scolding you?" "Maybe!" "Maybe? He is loving you. Parents will always care about us and treat us well." "Really?" Ning Ning asked mockingly. "Yes. So we should listen to them and fill their hearts with happiness."

"I understand that." "You understand?" "I understand the truth. But I still hate my father. There is no way!" "You don't say that." "He never asked me, he didn't know I did good things, and he didn't know I did bad things." "You smoke, do they know?" "have no idea." "Where's James?" "do not know either." "You can keep it a secret." "You have to keep it a secret for me, too." "I know, don't worry." Wendy said.
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