[69 Book Bar - www.] The whole journey was speechless, neither of them spoke. Occasionally, Zhou Qianqian sobbed. At some point, Yang Quan found that his shoulders were wet. Zhou Qianqian’s long black hair was scattered on Yang Quan’s shoulders.
She cried on his shoulder.
The rich girl who has been growing up in a wealthy family has little contact with the lower class society. She spends money all day long and has no worries about food and clothing. She can easily make millions with any money. Who knows how many people have worked hard all their lives for millions.
, these millions are all a well-off family has, but sometimes these millions are not enough for her to buy even one thing.
What happened to the stone-gambler couple deeply shocked Zhou Qianqian, and also shook Yang Quan, but there was nothing they could do. The thing had already happened, and it was impossible to even save it. Even if it had not happened, there were hundreds of millions of people like this in China. They were
It's true that they are a little rich, but they are not saviors, they can't save them.
Yang Quan rolled down the window and looked out the window. A fresh mountain breeze blew in his face. The dots of cyan under the afterglow of the sunset were the color of life in the trees. They were comfortable and full of vitality. They competed with each other but remained aloof from the world.
, if people can be like plants and trees, that would be a good choice, but people are not plants and trees.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel. Yang Quan helped Zhou Qianqian back to the room. They had no appetite and didn't eat dinner. In Zhou Qianqian's room, Yang Quan and Zhou Qianqian were sitting on the edge of the bed, while Zhou Qianqian was cuddling up.
In Yang Quan's arms.
"That couple was really pitiful!" Zhou Qianqian still couldn't forget that scene.
"Poor people must be hateful!" Yang Quan sighed.
"Why?" Zhou Qianqian frowned and looked up at Yang Quan's chin.
"Three million, for an ordinary family, is already a well-off family. If they keep to themselves, are not so greedy, and don't think so much about getting rich, this three million is enough for their family to live a life without worries about food and clothing, you say
Really?" Yang Quan lowered his head and explained to Zhou Qianqian softly. Zhou Qianqian nodded in understanding, but still did not leave Yang Quan's warm embrace.
"All of this is human nature, and people's hearts are not enough. If they had not indulged their greed, they would not have ended up like this!" Yang Quan said, unconsciously stroking Zhou Qianqian's long, silky hair.
Zhou Qianqian took advantage of the situation and put her face against Yang Quan's chest, feeling the warmth and listening to his heartbeat: "Yes, I saw on TV that there are many people in the mainland who are poorer than them, and there are many children who cannot read.
Book!"
"Well, China has a large population and a huge gap between rich and poor. In many small mountain villages, there are still many people who have not been lifted out of poverty. If you pity this couple, why not use your kindness to these children!" Yang Quan casually said
said.
"Understood, when we go back, I will allocate a special fund from the group's charity fund to support poverty alleviation and support these children's schooling!" When she mentioned us, Zhou Qianqian's heart couldn't help but beat, it was a warm feeling.
Yang Quan acquiesced, but kept stroking Zhou Qianqian's long hair. He seemed to remember that he had read a book. The book said that if a man keeps stroking a woman's hair, it means that the man wants to have sex with the woman.
It was a good sign, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Why did your heartbeat suddenly speed up!" Zhou Qianqian, who had been listening to Yang Quan's heartbeat, suddenly felt confused.
"What is this?" Suddenly Zhou Qianqian lowered his head and looked at Yang Quan's abdomen, as if something was pressing against him.
"Ah! You, you are so bad!" Zhou Qianqian fled from Yang Quan's arms. This guy was really sad. He actually had a wrong thought. Zhou Qianqian was not angry, but secretly glanced at him.
He glanced at Yang Quan.
Yang Quan took a deep breath, untied his tie, twisted his neck, and blushed a little: "I'm sorry, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes my heart beat!" Yang Quan stood up, with his back to Zhou Qianqian and said, this
It's what's in his heart.
"Wash up and go to bed quickly. I'm tired today!" After a long time, Yang Quan spoke and turned around to leave.
"No, don't go, I'm scared alone!" Seeing Yang Quan about to leave, Zhou Qianqian jumped down and hugged Yang Quan from behind.
"Don't leave!" Zhou Qianqian hugged Yang Quan forcefully and repeated again.
"Okay, I'm not leaving! You go and wash up first. I'll watch TV for a while. After you finish washing, we'll go out to have something to eat. When we come back, I'll wait until you fall asleep before I go back!" Yang Quan shook his hand.
She held Zhou Qianqian's hands tightly clasped around her waist.
"Yes!" Zhou Qianqian nodded gently and let go of his hand.
Yang Quan turned around and went to the lobby. This week Qianqian's room was very good. It had a room and a living room. It was a presidential suite. Of course it was good. Yang Quan sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV, aimlessly
Choose a channel.
Wow! The sound of rushing water came from the guest room.
The lust in his heart has not dissipated, and the tent in front of his abdomen has not receded. He has no intention of watching TV, but turns his head to look into the room, his mind uncontrollably opened.
In the bathroom, that unparalleled delicate body stood naked, hot water poured down from the nozzle, water droplets dotted, the heat rose, and the water droplets on the skin that could be broken by the blow were crystal clear, just like the dew on the petals in the morning, and
The black hair that Yang Quan couldn't put down has long been wet. At this moment, Zhou Qianqian is like a lotus. Her attractive appearance is like a peach with dew. Yang Quan can smell it in the air even from a long distance away.
Permeated with an alluring sweetness.
Yang Quan could no longer calm down. It was as if a bucket of oil had been poured on Wuming's desire. His whole body was hot and hot air was blowing out from his nostrils. He had an impulse and wanted to rush in and execute Zhou Qianqian on the spot, but he still sat still.
Reason triumphs over desire.
Ten minutes later, Yang Quan had calmed down after repeated psychological struggles. With a creak, the door to the room opened. Zhou Qianqian was wrapped in a white bath towel and stood in front of Yang Quan, her wet hair dripping.
Water, and she looked at Yang Quan a little shyly, a little charmingly, and smiled sweetly.
"Am I beautiful?" Chi/Guoguo's teasing made Yang Quan's nostrils smoke.
"Beautiful!" Yang Quan answered without thinking, and Zhou Qianqian's words seemed to have profound meaning.
"Do you like me?" Yang Quan's answer made Zhou Qianqian's already charming face blush a little, and she couldn't help but continue to ask.
"I like it, I really like it!" Yang Quan stood up, and now the two of them looked at each other.
"Today is my twenty-sixth birthday!" Zhou Qianqian continued.
"Ah? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't even prepare a birthday gift!" Yang Quan was stunned and a little annoyed.
"Yes, that piece of imperial purple is the best birthday gift. I like it very much. Thank you!"
"Happy birthday!" Yang Quan walked up to Zhou Qianqian, pressed his hands on Zhou Qianqian's shoulders, and slowly probed his head. Zhou Qianqian understood and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for Yang Quan to kiss.
The four wet and hot lips demanded each other. Yang Quan's first kiss was given to Ye Xue, while Zhou Qianqian's was given to Yang Quan. His unsatisfied tongue began to explore Zhou Qianqian's body, breathing accelerated, and the two were already tightly
Hugging each other, we can't help ourselves.
The white bath towel fell, Yang Quan hugged Zhou Qianqian's delicate body tightly, and his big hands unconsciously wandered around his body, causing Zhou Qianqian to moan/moan all the time.
After a long time, the two gradually separated, and their eyes conveyed affection: "I give myself to you, I only hope that you will live up to me in this life!"
Yang Quan didn't make a sound, he just panted heavily, his body already feeling hot.
Zhou Qianqian took a step forward and helped Yang Quan undress and take off his belt. Yang Quan did not refuse and kept looking at Zhou Qianqian's delicate body.
Due to human nature, inherited from ancient times, Yang Quan is also a human being, and he cannot get rid of his seven emotions and six desires. When the last piece of clothing that concealed his shame was taken off, his clone held up a pillar to the sky. Although Zhou Qianqian was mentally prepared, she was stunned.
It was a shock.
Yang Quan picked up Zhou Qianqian, and Zhou Qianqian wrapped her arms around Yang Quan's neck, letting Yang Quan pick her up and walk to the room.
Under the ambiguous red light, under the white curtain and pink quilt, Yang Quan lay on Zhou Qianqian's body. After looking at each other for a long time, Yang Quan kissed Zhou Qianqian wantonly like a crazy beast.
After a long time, with a muffled groan, Yang Quan entered Zhou Qianqian's body. Zhou Qianqian frowned with a painful expression, and hugged Yang Quan to prevent him from moving.
After a while, the pain subsided, Zhou Qianqian's eyes showed affection, and Yang Quan understood and began to make progress.
Suddenly, the air in the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere and the moans of the two people.
The two newlyweds, meeting each other everywhere, knew no restraint, and spent the whole night asking for more. Yang Quan even imitated the postures in the love action movies of the island country, and spent the whole night sleepless and crazy.
The next morning, when Yang Quan got up, Zhou Qianqian was no longer around. Since he had not slept all night, Yang Quan tried his best to open his eyes, sat up, and looked around for Zhou Qianqian, but there was no one there.
Suddenly, a flash of bright red on the white bed sheets made Yang Quan's spirits rise. It was like a cluster of red plums in the white snow, which was particularly conspicuous.
Yang Quan got up, found scissors in the room, and quickly cut out the bright red color. This was the best memory of his life.
