After standing at the door of the unit and watching the bar owner's car turn around, Tang Peng looked at Xiahou Fuzui in his arms.
Before getting out of the car, Xia Houfu was still somewhat conscious when she was drunk. When the night wind outside the car blew, she couldn't stand anymore after the drunkenness surged. If Tang Peng hadn't hugged her waist tightly, she would have run away.
Gone to the ground.
Fortunately, it was almost early in the morning, and there were no pedestrians in the community. Otherwise, everyone would be shocked to see the always dignified and steady teacher Xia Hou so drunk.
To be honest, Tang Peng still had some dirty expectations in his heart when Xiahou Fuzui deliberately asked for drunkenness: Generally speaking, if you send a drunk woman home, the kind of thing that makes a man yearn for can happen if you are not careful.
This is definitely a good opportunity for Tang Peng, who has been pursuing Xiahou Fuzui for more than five years...
But after Tang Peng heard what Xia Hou Fuzui said about marrying Liao Jiangnan, all his dirty expectations disappeared. He felt an unprecedented inferiority complex and wanted to leave Shencheng immediately and go to Russia to look for her.
Lina et al.
But even if he leaves Shencheng immediately, he still has to take good care of Xiahou Fuzui first.
"Oh, what's wrong with me?"
After letting out a low sigh, Tang Peng held Xiahou Fuzui in his arms with both arms, and walked heavily into the door of the unit.
As soon as Tang Peng walked into the door of the unit with Xia Hou Fuzui in his arms, a slim girl walked out of the darkness and looked at the lighted corridor, her brows slightly wrinkled, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Tang Peng carried Xia Hou, who was 1.7 meters tall and weighed 55 kilograms, to the third floor without any difficulty.
When looking at the closed door to the east, Tang Peng was stunned for a moment. He had a hallucination in front of his eyes: the door opened, and Xing Yasi, who looked innocent and cute, walked out, hugging her arms very arrogantly and cutely.
Leaning against the door frame, she looked at him with a slight pout on her face, but said nothing.
"Oh - it feels so uncomfortable." At this moment, Xia Hou Fuzui, who was holding Tang Peng's neck with both hands, suddenly groaned and his body suddenly stiffened - just like the dog-blood bridge that had appeared countless times on TV.
Like the paragraph, the drunk and beautiful heroine opened her mouth and squirted out a stream of hot... and it happened to be all over the hero's chest.
It was also shown on TV that the male protagonist had to look dumbfounded at this moment, then opened the door and carried the female protagonist into the house, put her on the bed and wiped her clean with a towel, and then took off her clothes - at this time, the female protagonist
The protagonist usually grabs the male protagonist's hand when he is drunk and tells him not to leave, and then the two of them let everything happen naturally.
These are all bad scenes on TV. Among the ten movies Tang Peng has watched before, at least seven are like this.
In fact, before Xiahou Fuzui deliberately got drunk, he had thought of this scene in his mind. This was also what he had dreamed of.
But when all this appeared like acting in a movie, Tang Peng no longer had such thoughts, because now he just wanted to put down Xiahou Fuzui, and then leave Shencheng without stopping!
After letting Xia Hou Fuzui cough and vomit vigorously for about half a minute, Tang Peng found the key from the small bag she carried with her and opened the door.
Xiahou Fuzui's home is the same as the house Xing Yasi just bought. It has one bedroom and one living room, and even the decoration is almost the same. It seems that women always like their small homes to be as tasteful as possible.
When Tang Peng turned on the light and closed the door, he pulled a white towel from the hanger behind the door, carried Xia Hou Fuzui into her bedroom, and placed it on the bed.
Xiahou Fuzui never woke up, lying flat on his back under Tang Peng's eyes, with his tall chest rising and falling slightly, and his two slender legs wearing flesh-colored stockings hanging on the edge of the bed, giving off a faint smile.
Chanting softly.
If Tang Peng was in a good mood, after seeing Xia Hou Fuzui's appearance, he would definitely take a closer look at this beautiful girl. Although her chest is full of vomited filth, what's the point? It's like a mirror.
After wiping away the dust on its surface, it will still look radiant and beautiful?
It's just that he is in a bad mood now, and he has no mood to appreciate the intoxicating beauty at all, let alone the idea of taking the opportunity to do anything with her - this makes him somewhat relieved that he respects his first love so much.
After helping Xia Hou get drunk and taking off her high heels, Tang Peng took a towel and wiped her chest carelessly a few times, then turned around and walked out of the bedroom and entered the bathroom.
Fortunately, it is early autumn and the temperature is quite suitable. Tang Peng is only wearing a T-shirt. He can continue wearing it as long as he takes it off and washes it. With his physical condition, he won't catch a cold anyway.
He squeezed some laundry detergent and washed a handful of T-shirts. Tang Peng held cold water in his hands and washed his face several times. Finally, he put his head under the faucet... He needed to calm down, be absolutely calm, and reconsider whether he really should leave.
Shen Cheng once again embarked on the previous path.
Tang Peng hoped to use the temperature of the cold water to calm himself down, but in fact the water was cold enough.
But it didn't really make him calm down, but made him more and more irritable: Why should I leave Shencheng? I finally left that environment and lived the ordinary life I wanted to live in peace, so why do I want to go back? Is it because
Xia Hou Fuzui is the daughter of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary. She is going to marry Liao Jiangnan? Even if she is out of reach for me, so what? The worst I can do is I won’t have that kind of thought about her in the future. Anyway, I have Xing Ya.
…
Tang Peng subconsciously thought that since he had Xing Yasi, there was no need to leave because Xia Hou Fuzui was going to marry Liao Jiangnan, but he was suddenly stunned: Xing Yasi seemed to be Yang Xiaodong's girlfriend now, and he was the one who pushed it with his own hands.
Out.
So who do I have?
Tang Peng lowered his head and opened his eyes wide, looking at the white water dripping from the top of his head. He couldn't think of anyone, or which woman could replace Xia Hou Fuzui's position in his heart: Pan Dongdong? Theirs?
The one-time union was just for sexual needs, and there was no emotion at all. Shen Huan? It seemed like she could cut him into pieces if she got the chance. Yang Guo...don't be kidding, that clean girl looks like Xing Yasi
Son, he is just the boss of the Qise Organization!
But besides these three people, who else left a deep impression on Tang Peng?
Xing Yasi!
After much deliberation, Tang Peng finally discovered that the insidious and cunning Xing Yasi had entered his heart at some point and gradually replaced Xiahou Fuzui.
However, Tang Peng, who had been there for... I don't know how long she had been there, felt a sudden pain in his heart. It hurt so much that he wanted to slap his mouth hard for half an hour: Beat you to death, you idiot! No matter how insidious Xing Yasi is
Cunning, but she is your fiancée in name after all. How can you give her up to someone else?
Suddenly, Tang Peng raised his head suddenly, and when he shook up a stream of water stains, he raised his hand and slapped his own mouth hard: "Pah!"
The sound of the water-soaked slap was clear and sweet, and he immediately felt a burning pain. However, this pain made him feel comfortable, as if if he was slapped hard again, he would ascend to heaven.
…
But before Tang Peng raised his hand to slap himself hard for the second time, he heard an exclamation: "Ah! Tang Peng, you, what are you doing!?"
This exclamation suddenly woke up Tang Peng who was trapped in some kind of masochistic madness. He slowly turned around and saw Xia Hou Fuzui.
Xiahou Fuzui had already put on a black silk nightgown, her hair was fluffy, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were still hazy with drunkenness, but they were shining brightly.
Looking blankly at Xia Hou Fu Zui, Tang Peng murmured: "No, it's nothing, I just feel that a slap in the face feels good."
Xia Hou helped the drunken man to frown slightly: "Tang Peng, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? Is there something on your mind?"
Tang Peng shook his head: "No - are you okay?"
Xiahou Fu was so drunk just now that he was almost unconscious, but now he seemed to be normal, which made Tang Peng a little strange.
"It'll be fine after you vomited it up." Xia Hou Fuzui looked away from Tang Peng, took a step back and lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you, thank you for sending me home. Just put your clothes here.
Wait until I wash you clean before wearing it."
"No need, I've already washed it." Tang Pengqiang smiled, wiped his face with a T-shirt a few times, wiped Xia Hou's drunken body and walked out of the bathroom: "Teacher Xia Hou, I'm leaving, you should rest early.
"
"Tang Peng!" Xia Hou Fuzui shouted to Tang Peng: "Tell the teacher why you slapped yourself? Maybe I can help you untie some kind of knot in your heart."
"It's okay. It's really okay. I just feel a little lackluster. I'm just trying to stimulate myself in this way." Tang Peng didn't look back and put on a wet T-shirt as he walked.
The moment the cold t-shirt was put on his body, Tang Peng finally made up his mind: leave Shencheng now and never come back again!
A certain person has taken the initiative to push his fiancée to someone else, and the dream lover he has been in love with for five years has an identity that makes him unattainable. Now he has no nostalgia for this city. If he stays here for a moment longer, he will...
There will be one more moment of low self-esteem and humiliation.
As for the nurturing kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Tang... to put it in a very crude way, I will repay you in the next life as a cow or a horse.
"stop!"
Just as Tang Peng's outstretched right hand touched the doorknob, Xia Hou Fuzui called out to him again: "Tang Peng, haven't you been chasing me? Then why don't you tell me what's on your mind? Am I not qualified?"
"Tell me what's on my mind?"
Tang Peng turned around and looked at Xia Hou Fuzui, who was leaning at the bathroom door, and suddenly smiled: "You want me to tell you what's on my mind?"
Xiahou Fuzui nodded.
Anyway, he had decided to leave Shen Cheng forever. Tang Peng no longer had any taboos. He opened his mouth and laughed silently a few times before saying: "If I tell you that I want you to be my woman, don't marry that piece of shit."
Liao Jiangnan, how do you, the daughter of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, feel about you? Should you say righteously that our relationship is just a teacher-student relationship, or should you softly persuade me not to hang myself on your tree?"
Xiahou Fuzui didn't answer, he just looked at Tang Peng.
"What's wrong? I have nothing to say."
When Tang Peng pretended to be like "I knew this" and shrugged, he saw Xiahou Fuzui suddenly stretched out his hand to untie the ribbon on his nightgown and said calmly: "If you are a man, come here."