In Lin Ze's eyes, this woman was someone who could take off her clothes and play bragging with him seriously. She had a rock-solid temperament. Not to mention anxious, she had never even been slightly angry.
At this moment, she was not only angry, but also moved her hands and feet, which made Lin Ze feel an abnormal sense of satisfaction.
The angrier the woman became, the happier Lin Ze laughed, as if she was writing a pen.
Slowly, the woman stopped being angry, but Lin Ze seemed to be unable to stop laughing, laughing like crazy,
The woman just stared at the giggling Lin Ze calmly, until Lin Ze had laughed enough and became a little distracted, then she patted the soft big bed,
"Come up."
Lin Ze threw his exhausted body on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling without saying a word.
The woman raised her hands and pinched his thigh with extremely professional fingering techniques: "Does it hurt?"
"pain."
The woman continued to squeeze, the strength of her wrist was very experienced, not at all unfamiliar to a novice,
After squeezing her thighs, the woman began to squeezing her calves and asked repeatedly: "Does it hurt?"
"pain."
Keep pinching,
After squeezing the calf, the woman took off the man's shoes and socks. The soles of her feet were covered with calluses, which were so thick that even a knife couldn't cut them. However, there were a few scars, not scars, but the kind of black ones that had been burnt by fire. Tender skin has grown, but the burnt black pigmentation still cannot be peeled off.
The woman massaged his soles, while the man lay comfortably on the bed and enjoyed it.
More than half an hour later, the woman returned to Lin Ze and said, "Turn over."
Lin Ze turned over,
The woman continued to press,
Lin Ze didn't wonder why women had such professional massage techniques. She wanted to learn. There was nothing in this world that she couldn't learn.
He just wondered why she wanted to learn,
But thinking about it, he is no longer surprised,
She wants to learn, she has her reasons after all, why should she know?
At least, she's massaging herself now, isn't she?
He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the bursts of comfort coming from his back, and a warm taste gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.
The woman's technique was very gentle, which gave his body maximum and appropriate relief. The fatigue of running through the war-torn jungle seemed to dissipate in an instant, and even the fatigue in his heart gradually relaxed.
For more than an hour, the woman did not stop. Massage is a very strenuous task. Aunt Xue's ability to persevere was not as easy as she imagined.
When she finished the full massage, Lin Ze's mind was a little groggy, but his body was full of energy.
"How long have you been studying?" Lin Ze asked lazily,
"More than three months."
Lin Ze made some calculations and figured out that he probably learned it from when he left Yanjing. He turned over, grabbed the woman's limp arm, and pulled half of her body into his arms.
The smell emanating from his body is very charming. Although it smells like alcohol, it does not hinder Lin Ze's taste.
Her body is very soft, surprisingly soft. Because of her softness, she is plumper. When held in her arms, she feels comfortable and warm.
Lin Ze put his left hand on the woman's hip, and she did not resist. He just let Lin Ze hold her in his arms and pressed her face against his chest. She didn't have the air of a little bird, but she was no longer as powerful as a big woman.
"If I die, how are you going to calm down?" Lin Ze suddenly asked,
"You're not dead." The woman said slightly hesitantly.
"I mean what if." Lin Ze asked,
"There are no what-ifs in the world." the woman said,
"Buried." Lin Ze asked and answered to himself,
The woman is silent,
"You are so sensible, you will definitely not do it." Lin Ze shook his head and said, "Crying to death."
"Probably not. I've never seen you cry." Lin Ze shook his head again and said, "I really can't guess what you would do if I died."
"Drink." The woman finally satisfied Lin Ze's curiosity,
"Drink." Lin Ze was surprised, "Why."
"One hundred years of life is only thirty-six thousand five hundred days of drunkenness."
Lin Ze was stunned,
If you're drunk all your life, what are you going to do with your life?
After a brief change of mind, he understood,
A woman's situation determines that she can only get drunk, and she can stay drunk for a hundred years.
"Fortunately, I'm not dead." Lin Ze tightened her waist,
"Fortunately, you are still alive."
Lin Ze condensed again, and then smiled bitterly,
Yes, fortunately I am alive, otherwise, how many people would not know how to clean up their mood?
There is always a gap between reality and sensibility. Just because you want to do something doesn’t mean you can do it, but what you can do is usually only a small part.
Lin Ze suddenly lowered his eyes, stared at the cheeks as white as gelatin and as red as peach blossoms, and blew hot air mischievously: "Can I still drink it?"
The woman didn't answer, but said toward the door: "Bring me the wine."
Lin Ze smiled and joked: "If you drink any more, you may not be able to get up."
"After tonight, I won't drink anymore." the woman said,
"Then I'm missing a drinking buddy." Lin Ze was filled with regret,
As Xue Bailing said, a hundred years of life is only thirty-six thousand five hundred days of drunkenness. Lin Ze is not a small-minded man, and he has never been afraid of drinking. When she drinks, he drinks. In the end, Lin Ze didn't know how much he drank, and she didn't know how much she drank, but the two of them had a good and bad habit. No matter how much they drank, they would never vomit. Just like human beings, they would feel better after venting. Some of them are kept in the stomach, without talking about them or making trouble.
Men become bolder when they have more friends, but Lin Ze is usually very courageous, so he never needs to drink to strengthen his courage.
Women who drink too much can be bolder. Xue Bailing is usually very courageous, but she needs to be braver.
Without courage, where will the courage come from?
If you don't have courage, where will you have the shame?
She stared at Lin Ze with her beautiful eyes in confusion, suddenly held up his rough but not handsome face, pressed her red lips on it, and kissed passionately with this man who had slept with her many times but never crossed the line.
She just kisses,
But he was promiscuous,
His hands touched everywhere, through and through his clothes, making him feel hot all over and making his heart beat like thunder.
Her body was very soft and slippery. Lin Ze had touched it before, but never so thoroughly and carefully.
He was drunk and seemed to be awake again,
She was kissing him, and he was kissing her too. Their lips and teeth met like glue,
At the end of the kiss, her breathing became disordered and his breathing became rapid, but she still only kissed and he only touched,
Later, when people reached the limit of human breath-holding, they finally parted their lips and faced each other with their eyes.
Lin Ze gasped, and the plumpness on her chest also rose and fell, like a pair of white jade rabbits about to come out.
"I used to feel sad that I was an orphan with a mother but no father to teach me, but now I'm not sad anymore." Lin Ze grinned, his face full of sadness.
"Why."
"You can support a woman, why should I feel sad?" Lin Ze said, "At least, I will have it better than him."
The woman stared at him silently. For a long time, she gave Lin Ze the answer,
"From today on, you have one less drinking buddy," the woman said, "and one more lover."
