Yang Xiaole stayed with Cheng Rui until night, and just left. This guy really wanted to stay, and Cheng Rui also wanted him to stay. However, what made this guy crazy was that he was still injured.
He was not allowed to play with other people, and when he was abroad, the doctor repeatedly warned him to exercise restraint in sexual intercourse.
‘I’m impotent’. Brother Xiao Le is facing this embarrassing thing right now. There is obviously a beautiful woman in front of him, and she also pretends to be a woman, but he can only pretend not to see it.
Growing up, he had never been so speechless as now, which made Yang Xiaole very painful. Several times, he wanted to agree to Cheng Rui and stay, but in the end, reason prevailed over desire, and his life was at stake.
Under Cheng Rui's resentful look, Yang Xiaole forced himself to leave. He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would really be reluctant to leave. You must know that he has always been very soft-hearted in this regard and cannot stand the solicitation of others.
Cheng Rui wants Yang Xiaole to stay, not necessarily because she wants to do that. She just wants to stay with Yang Xiaole for a while. This man does not belong to her alone, and she is very clear about her status. In the final analysis, she is nothing more than a mistress.
She didn't dare to fight against the main wife, and even if she tried to fight, she couldn't win against the main wife.
From the beginning, Cheng Rui never thought about fighting with Chen Yuan and the others. From the moment she got together with Yang Xiaole, she knew her position.
After leaving Cheng Rui, Yang Xiaole smiled bitterly. It's not a good thing to be numb and soft-hearted. It's also not a good thing to have too many beauties around you, especially in this kind of 'impotence' situation, it's even more frustrating.
People are depressed.
After returning home, Mr. and Mrs. Yang hurriedly asked their son to ask questions, which made Yang Xiaole's scalp numb. They asked him about the explosion. After asking, the two elders even pulled their son to look up and down to see if his son was injured.
How did they know? Their son was injured, but it was not an external injury, but an internal injury. Naturally, they were unable to discover it.
"Son, you are really great. Come on, let me give you a kiss." Song Xuemei said and kissed Yang Xiaole on the face. Having such a son really made her happy.
Yang Xiaole smiled bitterly, thinking that's not the case, right? Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
I really wanted to push the two elders away, but I was afraid that it would ruin their elegance, so I could only endure it.
Just when Yang Xiaole had a headache, the phone in his pocket rang at the right time. Yang Xiaole couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It rang well. It rang so well. It rang at the right time.
Although Yang Jiang and his wife still had many questions to ask, they could only hold back their curiosity and let their son finish the call.
They have too many questions to ask and want answers to.
After a while, Yang Xiaole put down the phone and looked up at the two elders, "Mom and Dad, there are many things I can't tell you. We are organized and disciplined. You don't want me to make mistakes, right?"
Yang Xiaole blocked all the questions that Yang Jiang and his wife wanted to ask with one sentence. As parents, they naturally did not want their son to make mistakes, but they also felt that if their son told them in private, no one would know, but their son
Why don't you say it?
"Mom and Dad, I have to go out for a while. You don't have to wait for me. Go to bed early."
Looking at the direction in which their son was leaving, Yang Jiang and his wife couldn't help but look at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
"My son doesn't want me anymore." Song Xuemei felt a little uncomfortable. Why couldn't her son tell her, a mother, something else? She wouldn't hurt him.
"Okay, didn't my son say it? In an organization like theirs, even relatives can't say anything nonsense. We have to understand our son." After all, Yang Jiang has been in the system and knows the stakes of many things.
"Huh! I've grown up, my wings have hardened, and now I don't even want my mother anymore." Song Xuemei snorted coldly to show her dissatisfaction.
Yang Jiang next to him smiled. After living with his wife for so long, he naturally knew that his wife only complained on her lips and could not hate her son in her heart.
In Song Xuemei's heart, even if the whole world despises her son, she will still love her son. This kind of thing cannot be changed, and it is also the greatness of being a mother.
"Sister Yun, I'm sorry, I'm late." When Yang Xiaole arrived at the place she had made an appointment with Lu Yun, she found that a lot of food had been placed on the ground, including beer and barbecue.
"Sit down, I've just arrived." Lu Yun said with a faint smile.
Looking at the food on the ground and the bottles of wine, Yang Xiaole was a little puzzled, "Sister Yun, why don't you buy a few more bottles?"
"I've drunk enough by myself. You won't be able to share these things tonight, so don't think about it." Lu Yun said, turning around and picking up a thermos bottle, "Drink this soup, it will be good for your body."
Yang Xiaole took the thermos flask in confusion and pointed at the wine and barbecue on the grass, "Are you going to eat these things alone?"
"Don't worry, your body has not fully recovered yet, so you can't touch these things."
Yang Xiaole was so depressed that he wanted to hit himself with a brick. Grandma, if he wasn't allowed to eat the barbecue and wine, why did he buy it? Wasn't this meant to tempt him? But he couldn't stand the temptation.
people.
"Can you just eat a little bit?" Yang Xiaole asked with a bitter look on his face.
Lu Yun tilted her head and said with a slight smile: "What do you think?"
"Pretend I didn't say it." Yang Xiaole obediently unscrewed the thermos. He knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. Lu Yun would never agree.
Lu Yun showed a charming smile. Sometimes she found that Yang Xiaole was just a little kid, but she really liked to see Yang Xiaole pouting her sexy little mouth. How should I put it? It was very cute.
If Yang Xiaole knew what Lu Yun was thinking, he would be so depressed that he wanted to die. Cute? Is this word used for men? Especially for a macho man like him. It doesn't suit him no matter what, right? Cute? Damn!
"It tastes good, Sister Yun, did you make it?" Some of them seemed to be licking their tongues endlessly. The thermos was too small, and it only had a little soup, which was not enough.
I don't know whether it was due to drinking or other reasons, but Lu Yun's charming face was flushed with crimson, and she looked very charming and charming.
Yang Xiaole's throat licked a few times. This guy wanted to rush up and kiss her. On such a night, such an occasion, such a beauty, and of course, such a pervert.
In front of Lu Yun, Yang Xiaole has always been lustful but not courageous. He doesn't have the courage at all.
"This is my first time, I don't know how it tastes." Lu Yun lightly opened her lips and said.
Yang Xiaole secretly sweated, dared Lu Yun treat him as a guinea pig?
"Next time, pretend to be more, it won't be enough to drink." Yang Xiaole's words were tantamount to flattery in disguise.
Sure enough, Yang Xiaole's words made Lu Yun feel better and the smile on his face became more charming. For Yang Xiaole, the torture became even more painful.
"Do you have anything to ask me?" Seeing Yang Xiaole's hesitation, Lu Yun asked.
Yang Xiaole's old face turned red, "Sister Yun, there are some things I don't know whether I should ask you."