It was supposed to be a great weekend off, and I wanted to lose my virginity, but instead I ended up squatting at the police station for two whole days. It was unlucky to think about it, so I had no choice but to drink two bottles of wine and run back to his doghouse. Although he had a strong body,
But after being tortured by these little policemen, he was a little tired and drank again, so he fell on the bed. Under the anesthesia of alcohol, he quickly entered a dream. For him, although the actual action failed,
But no one cares about dating those pretty girls in his dream! Maybe this is all he can do in his life. If he wants to touch beautiful girls, he probably has no chance in his life, so he goes out to relax for the first time, and the result is
It was so unlucky that I was sent to the police station for two days. If all prostitutes were like this, no one would dare to go to prostitutes again.
This city is like that, those with money have everything, those without money have nothing. Zhang Zihao is just a porter at the airport, working exhaustingly every day. Of course, with his body, it doesn't matter whether he is tired or not, that is
It's just a job to loosen the shins, but what! This salary seems to be only enough for him to eat, drink, and defecate. It seems not enough to start a family. Moreover, his parents died early, leaving him and his sister behind.
When I was in the army, my sister got married and gave birth to a child. I served as a soldier for a few years, and then went to the jungles of the Northeast for a few years. When I came back, I was an old man. Although I was still strong, I still had a lot of trouble.
He only has so little capital. If he becomes a pretty boy, he will probably be popular. But other than that, he is useless, so he just does manual labor to earn a living for himself. As for the younger sister, I don’t want to ruin her beautiful life.
, He is such a bastard brother, and he is only dragging her down by looking for her. He just wants to see her happy, so why bother her? So he is just a bachelor living in this city, with no plan for life.
One day at a time, maybe one day a thunder will strike and take him away, and he will be finished for the rest of his life.
However, real life is cruel, but dreams are beautiful. In dreams, Chang Moth, Guanyin, etc., can do whatever they want, pinch them as much as they want, and no one can do anything to them. You can dream about any star you are interested in.
, anyway, there is no guilt in dreaming, and no one can care about it.
I woke up early in the morning. I don’t know how many fairies and celebrities I dreamed about last night. Anyway, my pants were wet this morning. As soon as I took off my pants, I rushed into the bathroom and took a shower.
Bad luck on the body.
quot;Woo...Woo...quot;
Zhang Zihao hadn't finished taking a shower when he heard the sirens again. Thinking about it, he was arrested and taken to the police station the day before yesterday, and had to deal with those little policemen for two days and two nights. Although it was common for him to stay awake for two days in the jungle, besides, he was in
He had slept for half the night at the police station, but he had not relaxed for a long time and was a little tired. More importantly, the little policeman ruined his virginity. Thinking about it made him depressed, so he was allergic to the siren.
, I feel a little irritated when I hear this voice.
"It's really his bad luck. Who did this crime this morning? It disturbed my mood."
Although he lives in a two-bedroom house, this lazy man never cleans it up, making it no different from a doghouse. The dark quilt hasn't been washed for who knows how long, and there are piles of garbage on the floor.
It's no better than a garbage dump, and the dust on the table that hasn't been cleaned in years can probably be used as a quilt. I don't know which good landlord would rent the house to this kind of person. He is really a big man.
Zhang Zihao opened the window and looked from a distance. Rows of police cars surrounded the building where he lived. Black pistols were aimed at this side. There were still a few hidden on the roof.
Snipers, but for the level of hiding, I feel that they are a bit too tender. With their thin skin and tender flesh, they also look tender when holding a sniper gun. If you go there by yourself, they are so small that they can't even hold a gun.
Get up and crush your own head.
Zhang Zihao lives on the sixth floor of this building. There are shops below. It seems that I don’t know which shop had an accident. Someone probably robbed this store. But after thinking about it, there seems to be a bank below. There is usually a bank.
There were many people doing business, and there must be a lot of money. The other stores seemed to have little value. It looked like the bank had been robbed.