(Third update, call it a day!) They are all old, they are still driving, and we are just going our separate ways...
Suddenly I remembered Pu Shu's "Those Flowers". The last few lyrics are a bit sad, but they fit the situation perfectly.
This is not the first time we have been separated from our comrades, but the nth time.
Although the mobility of people in virtual games is slightly worse, after all, many players are not professional players. In addition to games, they also have their own jobs. Once upon a time, I remember a tough man in his thirties who was in the main group because he had to follow
The company went to South America for a project, and I couldn't play games for three years. On the day I left, I cried like a tear in the voice channel.
Although some relationships operate in the virtual world, they are difficult to let go of because they are so close to each other. When they left in tears, my emotions were very complicated, with sadness accounting for 99%, and the only 0.1%
It is a kind of joy, because their tears also represent that Mayfair and I are very successful as management, and our humanized management has been effective.
However, this time sadness accounted for 100%, without any other ingredients.
I hate silence, so I went to boil water and make tea. Soon after I walked into the kitchen, Mayfair followed.
"Xiao Fei, there is a phone number on the caller ID, I can check her address." Fei'er said.
"Stop checking, she has already made up her mind." I forced a smile.
"You're sad."
"Haha, my love for talent is showing up again." I joked to myself.
"Well, she is indeed a talented girl." Mayfair also confirmed my statement.
"Fei'er, don't describe it. The more you describe it, the more reluctant I am to let it go." I filled the pot with water, but I kept holding it in my hand and once again forgot where it should be placed.
Xiaojing walked in, took the pot from my hand, put it on the gas stove, and started to boil water, "Brother is becoming more and more like Cao Cao, and his desire for talents has reached its extreme."
I chuckled, "Okay, let's change the topic. For example, what will we eat tomorrow morning? This topic is more constructive."
In the end, I forcibly avoided the topic.
…
After drinking milk tea, everyone went online, clicked on the dungeon to return, and rushed into the dungeon to overthrow the three main gods.
Then, it went offline.
I took off my light-sensitive glasses, turned off my computer, hugged Xiaojing beside me, and took a pure warm bath together.
In the bathroom, her body was pressed against my back for a long time, and the softness and elasticity with warmth made my emotions slowly return to calm.
Xiaojing said, "Brother, I find that your mind has become stronger recently."
I said, "Don't mind it, it was my sister who taught me how to grow up."
Xiaojing shook her head, "I don't mind at all, because I can't teach you these things, you can only teach me."
"Jingjing, you are much more mature than before."
"Haha, smelly brother, are you referring to my scale?"
"..." I was speechless.
"Brother, do you feel a little aggrieved when you are with me? I am the woman who is least willing to give to you."
"Do you mean the body?" I asked.
Xiaojing nodded shyly, "Yes."
I shook my head, "I'm not a sex maniac, and I respect your perseverance."
Xiaojing bit her lips tightly, "Brother, I don't want to marry you anymore. When we quit "Jihad", let's just have sex and not get married, okay? Just do this for the rest of our lives, and I will give you children. What do you want?"
I will give you as many babies as you want."
Xiaojing dared to say such words, which actually exceeded her limit. If it were normal times, I would have pressed her against the wall, picked her up, and forced her to bow.
But now, I can't do it, my heart is already moistened by her move.
The emotional communication between men and women is not limited to the friction and stimulation of organs. More often, it is a dialogue between the souls.
Don’t think that a woman doesn’t love you because she didn’t give herself to you, or it wasn’t her first time giving it to you. In fact, sometimes it’s just the opposite. She just wants to stick with you until she can let go.
moment.
Xiaojing is a very traditional woman. Her biggest dream is to marry me as my wife one day in the future, hold hands with me and walk into the wedding hall. And on that charming night, she will give her first
Second-rate.
But now, she has also subverted her own tradition.
I closed the shower head, wrapped Xiaojing in an extremely large towel, wrapped her tightly, and wiped her wet hair clean with the towel.
Then, I carried her out of the bathroom.
Xiaojing chuckled, "Brother, the way you wrap me up reminds me of an emperor's concubine."
I also laughed, "Yes. The concubine is also wrapped like this, with red fruits on her body... It's just that several eunuchs were asked to carry the concubine into the emperor's palace."
Xiaojing was still smiling, "But you, the emperor, are quite depressed. You have to carry me into the palace by yourself."
I laughed at myself, "I'm a miserable thing, I only have three concubines inside and outside."
Xiaojing also let go and teased me as much as she wanted, "Brother, why don't you take Luo Fei in too?"
I replied in the same brisk tone, "That's Gu's sister."
Xiaojing was shy again. Obviously, my answer satisfied her.
We did not sleep with our clothes on, but embraced each other sincerely.
It didn't rain today, and the temperature at night was still very high. The air conditioner was turned on in the room. We had just taken a shower, and I was still sweating.
Xiaojing watched me wrap myself up tightly, and pulled the quilt off me regardless of whether I wanted it or not.
So, my whole body appeared in front of her empty.
Xiaojing's eyes were filled with an aggressive greed, scanning every point on my body, and she couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "I never looked at my brother carefully before, but now I realize that he is really handsome, brother."
She has a really good figure.”
I subconsciously covered my weak spot and said, "Sexy girl, give me the quilt back."
Xiaojing didn't say anything, but suddenly reached out and turned off the light.
For a moment, the room was dark.
My hands were pulled away by her, and then the sudden feeling of relief made me take a step back, "Don't be like this, be quiet."
"Brother, don't hide. I can't give myself to you. Can't I let you release it?"
My face was unbearably shy and burned red, "Quiet, don't be like this."
"Brother, is this trick called washing cucumbers?"
He didn't say anything because his face was filled with tears and his throat was choked.
Xiaojing pressed her body tightly against mine and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
I didn't say anything, I roughly put my mouth to the corner of her mouth, stretched out my iron tongue and went straight to the Yumen Pass, wrapped her uvula tightly, and tried my best to absorb the remaining taste of my hormones in her body.
There were no words, only actions. This move made Xiaojing burst into tears, crying like a mess, "Brother, I really didn't expect you to care about me so much..."
My voice was trembling and choked, "I will not force my woman to do something she doesn't want to do. I will take it whenever you want."
"Brother, I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged."
…
In the end, I froze Xiaojing's provocation against me. Because I always believed that love always takes precedence over sex. The reason is simple and easy to understand, just like when I was single, I never went to bars.
, because that is where one-day romance occurs.
It's not that I don't like sex, it's just that I don't like to use my passion to force myself into a strange woman's body. That's a blasphemy against lust. If you don't love, just leave. If you do, you'll be responsible. Maybe I'm like this
The concept is a bit too old-fashioned and traditional.
I have to mention my salesman again. He is actually a man who "if you don't love him, he will live with you, and if you live with him, you will take responsibility."
Therefore, he is not worthy of pity.
As for Xiaojing, don’t I love her?
No, very much.
So, I chose to follow her idea.
…
That night, I slept very innocently. I didn't let Xiaojing offend, I just held her and slept together.
Xiaojing didn't have any nightmares that night. Every time she got up, she found that her breathing was even and peaceful.
…
When I woke up, my hands were still holding a hot body. But when I opened my eyes, half of the bed had changed owners, and a girl had been replaced by magic in my arms.
This girl has a slim figure, a delicate face, and big and round eyes. She is a cute little hottie.
However, Xiao Lazi's eyes were red.
I understood everything and immediately felt that I was insulted. I quickly pulled her up, got dressed, and flew downstairs.
Indeed, it was almost flying. Now I am very angry.
Xiaojing was downstairs, busy alone in the kitchen, cooking soup.
When Pepper and I walked into the kitchen, she was shocked, "Uh, are you so fast?"
Out of anger, I grabbed her neck and pushed her into the corner, "If you come up with such a bad idea again, get out of here! What do you think I am? Do you think I am a pleasure machine?"
?You can play however you want?"
When Little Pepper saw that I was really angry, she quickly held my hand and said, "Brother, it's my fault, don't blame my sister."
I pinched Xiaojing's neck with my left hand and held Xiaojiao in my right hand, "Two little girls, Pian, are you going to team up to play with me? Are there any like you?"
The two of them didn't talk, but the more they didn't talk, the angrier I became, "Pack your bags and get out of here now, don't let me see you two!"
The two of them still didn't speak, because they both grinned and started crying.
I know what I said was a bit harsh, but I really couldn't accept the situation just now.
My own woman should be scolded no matter what. In principle, if she makes a mistake, she should be scolded.
Maybe, this is the hegemony of men.
Maybe I am too sinister, because I know very well that scolding them like this today will have the opposite effect, and they will not leave. If I add a time limit to the time they stay with me, it will probably be a long time.
