With the warm and fragrant soft jade in her arms, this woman who has begun to take on the charm of a young woman is nestled in her arms, looking indescribably charming and charming. Under the warm light in the bedroom, her jade face seems to be coated with a layer of mysterious and seductive pink rouge.
Heartwarming.
The man and woman were naked and cuddling together, listening carefully to each other's heartbeats and feeling each other's breathing. Their bodies had blended together, as if their souls were merging at this moment.
Lin Ze, who was quite knowledgeable, tilted his head, kissed the woman on the cheek, and said seductively: "Comrade Xiao Xia, if I propose to do it again -"
"No." Xia Shuzhu shook his head guiltily, and his delicate body covered by the gauze quilt curled up like a snake, and said in fear, "It hurts."
"Okay -" Lin Ze nodded regretfully. But his eyes moved from her cheeks to the tall and plump breasts squeezing him, and then down -
I, the Buddha, am merciful. I can’t do this anymore.
Snap.
I lit a cigarette and took two deep puffs to expel the unhealthy thoughts from my mind, and puffed out two streams of thick smoke from my nose.
She didn't know whether she had given her body to Lin Ze or something else. Xia Shuzhu looked at Lin Ze's slightly mature face, her heart suddenly tightened, and she tightly hugged his neck with her arms. She pressed her cheek against his scarred face.
He rubbed his chest gently, unwilling to let go.
Lin Ze was disturbed by her slightly violent movements, and gradually came back to his senses. He gently put his fingers into her black and smooth hair, stroking the strands, and said softly: "Comrade Xiaoxia, I won't be afraid of suffocation if I hold you so tightly."
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"I'm not afraid." Xia Shuzhu, who was lying in his arms, said softly without raising her head. "I'm just afraid that you will run away."
"Nonsense." Lin Ze said righteously. "Am I the kind of person who wipes his mouth and leaves after eating?"
"Who knows?" Xia Shuzhu said stubbornly.
Lin Ze burst out laughing, feeling a little enlightened. Perhaps because he had lost the most precious thing, Xia Shuzhu seemed a little insecure.
But it doesn’t matter—Brother Xiaolin, I’ll give it to you.
The strength of his arms increased, and he hugged the woman in his arms tighter. It was as if he wanted to fuse the two bodies together.
Xia Shuzhu felt the deep love conveyed by Lin Ze, and her heart swayed. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who was the first to break into her heart and occupy her soul and body. Her soft lips were slightly opened, and her lips seemed to be melting with her soft lips.
The soft voice of any man in the world said: "Lin Ze——"
"Huh?" Lin Ze responded softly, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"Love me forever." Xia Shuzhu pursed her soft lips and said stubbornly. "Not even one minute or one second less."
"Not in two lifetimes?" Lin Ze gently rubbed the woman's cheek as smooth as egg white and chuckled.
"middle."
"Come, take a cigarette." Lin Ze placed the cigarette butt playfully on the woman's lips.
"No." Xia Shuzhu tilted his head and reached out to pick up the small radio next to the bed. The clinker's body moved, causing the shy pull. His eyebrows tightened and his face turned pale in pain.
"Idiot, isn't it me?" Lin Ze pressed down her white and soft shoulders and reached out to touch the old friend who accompanied Xia Shuzhu every night.
"What program are you listening to?" Lin Ze smoked a cigarette and turned on the radio.
"The more the night goes on, the more beautiful it becomes." Xia Shuzhu lay happily in his arms.
"It's so vulgar." Lin Ze curled his lips and said. "Just from the name, I know that he is specially here to trick you, a group of literary young women, into tears."
"snort."
"Welcome everyone to listen to the night, the more beautiful it becomes, I am your old friend Dean. Today I received a letter from a loyal listener. This gentleman's girlfriend is studying abroad and the two places are separated and they are not allowed to see each other. In the dead of night, this
The husband hopes to use this program to send a song "Distant Her" to his girlfriend who is far away in a foreign country. At the same time, he also sends a song to all the lovers in the world, hoping that you will eventually get married."
A sad and beautiful tune sounded, and the sweet and moving voice of the singer came from the radio.
"Let the evening breeze gently blow away the sunset. I have become accustomed to thinking about her every evening. She who is far away knows at this moment that this relationship is always in my heart. On that day in the middle of the mountain, I knew that we were going to be apart soon.
I didn't say anything. In the rain at night, I seemed to hear her saying not to meet each other, even if we are separated, don't be afraid to love each other. We are thousands of miles away, and whether the voice of our heart is wrong. It is for this love to test the truth and falsehood. She who is far away can know the words and passion in my heart.
If there is no change, who cares about her vicissitudes of life..."
Xia Shuzhu listened silently to this slightly sad song, and her eyes turned red.
When Lin Ze saw this, he wiped the tears from her eyes with a wry smile and asked curiously: "Why are you crying?"
"I'm so touched." Xia Shuzhu behaved like a gentle little woman at this moment, without any trace of the majesty of a teacher.
"Well -" Lin Ze responded pretending to be touched. In fact, he didn't understand what the song was about.
"If I go abroad, will you wait for me like that man?" Xia Shuzhu raised his head and asked.
"Are you sick?" Lin Ze asked inexplicably. "Why are you going abroad?"
"It's just an analogy," Xia Shuzhu said angrily.
"Why are you making such an analogy?" Lin Ze asked strangely.
"Huh, no sentimentality at all. What a vulgar man!" Xia Shuzhu complained.
"Thank you." Lin Ze grinned.
"Sleep." Xia Shuzhu closed her beautiful eyes.
Lin Ze put out his cigarette, pulled up the quilt for her, and said with a smile, "Go to sleep."
"Hold me." Xia Shuzhu pulled his arm.
"I'm hugging you."
"Hold tighter."
"——"
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It's late at night.
The cold wind outside the window is shrill and shrill, like thousands of evil ghosts howling, which is unsettling.
A room in an old building.
The dim yellow chandelier illuminated the living room, which had mottled walls and was in disrepair, particularly dimly. The cold wind coming in through the window made the hanging chandelier sway from side to side, making it look very strange and desolate.
living room.
There was a bottle of Red Star Erguotou and a plate of peanuts on the dining table by the window. The newspaper on the table was also worn and yellowed. When I glanced at the date in the corner, I saw it was a news paper from ten years ago.
There is a young man sitting at the dining table. He has slightly long hair and a stunningly handsome face. He is tall and straight, wearing a suit and leather shoes. He is sitting upright at the dining table. He is sipping white wine and holding peanuts. He looks very...
Peace and tranquility.
It's just that his dress, behavior and look really don't match this old-fashioned suite. It's like a dressed-up Snow White sitting in a dilapidated cabin doing needlework. It's extremely weird.
But the young man sat motionless at the dining table, eating a peanut and taking a sip of the spicy wine that choked his throat. He looked very relaxed and content.
Suddenly.
A black shadow flashed in from outside the door and landed quietly behind the young man. He lowered his head slightly, showing great respect for the man.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yiliang put down his wine glass and lit a cigarette nonchalantly.
"Your father doesn't trust you." The shadow said in awkward Chinese.
"What's the problem?" Chen Yiliang turned his head and said indifferently.
"I don't think it's worth working for someone who doesn't trust you - snap!"
Before the black shadow finished speaking, Chen Yiliang struck out with lightning and slapped the black shadow fiercely and viciously. Under the heavy blow, a mouthful of blood actually sprayed on the mottled yellow wall.
"This is the first time." Chen Yiliang lowered his arms and glanced at the black shadow with his bright eyes. "I hope it is also the last time."
"Yes." The shadow slowly lowered his head, not daring to complain in a few words.
"Get lost." Chen Yiliang spat out the word coldly, turned around and sat down, slowly filled a glass of wine and drank it all.
The dark shadow came without warning and left quietly, leaving Chen Yiliang in this room with a gloomy atmosphere.
Chen Yiliang poured himself a glass of wine and drank until the bottle of Erguotou was bottomed out. Then he put down the glass and silently lit a cigarette and puffed away the smoke.
"Don't trust me?" Chen Yiliang said to himself with a trace of ridicule on his handsome face. "When has my adoptive father ever trusted anyone?"
"It's not important. What's important is that he gave me life, and I want to repay it. It will take me my whole life to repay it." Chen Yiliang murmured.
Chen Yiliang has no surname, no name, and no idea who his parents are. Ever since he became sensible, he has only known that Qiao Ba was the man who raised him. Everything about him was given by this cold-blooded and ruthless man. So what he said, he
Just do whatever you want.
From the moment he could walk upright, he accepted the terrifying training arranged by Qiao Ba. When he was ten years old, Qiao Ba handed him a knife and asked coldly: "My adoptive father wants you to kill someone, what should you do?"
"Kill." Chen Yiliang said calmly.
Then Qiao Ba moved his body away. The strong man behind him rushed toward Chen Yiliang, who was only ten years old.
Chen Yiliang understood that if this man did not die, he would be the one who died. And his adoptive father wanted him to kill someone. So he stabbed the man in the heart with a knife and killed the first person in his life.
He didn't remember how many people he had killed for Qiao Ba over the years. He only remembered that when he was sixteen years old, he killed a dragon head that was said to be the only one in Huaxin City that could compete with Qiao Ba. After he cut the dragon head without anyone noticing,
After the neck injury, he was arranged to go abroad, away from Huaxin City.
Before leaving the country, Qiao Ba patted him on the shoulder and told him straightforwardly: "I need money now. I don't earn enough."
"How much?" Chen Yiliang asked.
"There is a shortfall of 50 million a year." Qiao Ba said.
"I'll make money." Chen Yiliang, who was about to run away, made this promise to Qiao Ba before leaving.
After going to Europe, Chen Yiliang entered the employment world and began to make money for Qiao Ba. He filled a gap of 50 million for Qiao Ba every year. Until a month ago, he received a call from Qiao Ba himself.
"Come back." That's what Qiao Ba said.
"Okay." Chen Yiliang replied simply. He put down everything he had in Europe and in the employment world, and immediately rushed back to Huaxin City. He took over the tasks assigned by Qiao Ba.
Chen Yiliang has lived to this day, but he doesn't seem to have left many memories. Occasionally, when he lies in bed and thinks about it, he finds that his mind is blank.
But it doesn't matter, he is still alive because Qiao Ba still needs him. He doesn't need memories or himself.
Unless Qiao Ba decides to use him one last time one day. Only then will he be free.
