At night, this city looks like a modern beauty wearing heavy makeup, fashionable and dazzling. The shining neon lights of various colors make the whole city sparkle and lively. There should also be a high-end hotel not far ahead. I think, in
In that brightly lit hotel, someone must be changing glasses, trying not to get drunk.
The glass curtain walls of those office buildings turned into huge display screens, switching between different advertising images and slogans.
The shadow of the light reflects into the river, creating a confusing effect: River, are you also intoxicated in this bustling city?
The gorgeous and bright night outside the huge glass window made me a little dizzy. When I looked up, I found that there were no stars in the sky. Yes, it was just darkness without a single star.
I can't help but feel a little sad. There are few stars in the sky of the city in winter, which makes the city lose those beautiful legends under the starry sky and the mysterious reverie at night. Perhaps this is a side effect of the city-disillusioned people
of fantasy.
A city without dreams is realistic, while a city that is too realistic makes people lonely.
I found that I couldn't see through this city at all. It was too beautiful, too prosperous, and had too many disguises. I don't know if anyone in this city that never sleeps is as lonely as me in the bustling city.
In this city that never sleeps, everyone is indulged in the feasting and feasting. Who else would pay attention to whether there are stars in the sky like me?
There is no snow in this southern city this winter. The air is filled with dust, and people's hearts are as irritable as floating dust. Only the colorful neon lights shine with confusing light, confusing people's eyes and confusing people's hearts...
I couldn't help but sigh, a sigh as deep as the night.
The night is getting darker, but the city is still bustling and noisy. The neon lights light up the luxury of the city, and also cover up the clear brilliance of the stars and the moon, throwing the changing colors into the sky wantonly.
The sky is hazy, and even its blackness is not so pure.
I forgot the feeling of being drunk, and I also forgot that I was in this extremely luxurious presidential suite, because I was completely enveloped in loneliness.
It wasn't until my eyes became hazy that I came to my senses a little. I turned around to look at the spacious and overly luxurious suite, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless. I sighed softly and went to take a shower.
At this moment, I really felt that such luxury was meaningless. I was alone in such a place, and I just slept on one side of the large bed covered with bright red sheets and bright red quilts.
, after sleeping, it is still dark, still unconscious, and sleeping on a simple and narrow bed is no different.
I suddenly remembered that when I first started working, the narrow bed in my small dormitory would make a "squeaking" sound every time I slept on it. At that time, I seemed to still have
I am happier than I am now. Because at that time I did not have as many desires as I do now.
Without too much desire, there won't be too much loneliness, that's how this world is.
The bathroom is also very large and very luxurious. But I don't have much interest in all this. At this moment, I just want to fill the big bathtub with hot water as soon as possible and throw myself in. I desperately need it to give me
Warm feeling.
Adjust the water temperature, and then fill the bathtub with water. High-end hotels are different, and it won’t take long to fill the water. Soon, I took off my clothes and lay down in it, and my body was immediately enveloped by a pleasant warmth.
, this warmth slowly penetrated from my skin into my nerves, and soon every cell in my body began to sensitively capture this warm feeling, and they began to get excited.
It felt so good... I closed my eyes and let out a long moan.
Warmth is actually very simple: warmth is comfort; warmth is being needed; warmth is closeness; warmth is recognition; give warmth to others, and you will be warmer; give care to others, and you will receive care; give happiness to others, and you will be happier.
Warmth is a possession of the soul.
Perhaps it is a simple word, an ordinary action, or an encouraging look, which will make people feel warmer, just like the dry earth is moistened by rain. Sometimes warmth is a bright smile, sometimes it is a thoughtful word
, sometimes it is a drop of hot tears in the eye socket, which can be seen and touched by us.
However, such a simple thing feels so far away and so luxurious to me today. I don’t have warmth, I can only get it from this bathtub...
Suddenly, I felt a pair of gentle hands gently caressing my body, and the sound of water rippling in the bathtub. This was not an illusion, let alone a dream, because what I felt was so real. Suddenly I opened my eyes.
I opened my eyes and was surprised to find that it was her in front of me, the waiter who drank with me yesterday and served us tonight!
I sat up suddenly, "How did you get in?"
She blushed, "Mr. Huang asked me to come."
Only then did I realize that her body was completely naked. Her skin was so fair and transparent that it gave people a dazzling feeling.
I restrained myself with difficulty and said, "Go away, I don't need such service."
However, she did not leave, and her hands were still rubbing my body, on my chest, and then went directly to my crotch. At this time, that part of me was already standing proudly.
She said: "I promised Mr. Huang. Brother, can I give you a bath first?"
At this moment, I suddenly felt sick, because I am a doctor, but also because I suddenly thought of a possibility, "Does Mr. Huang often ask you to accompany guests like this?"
She looked at me in astonishment, and her face suddenly turned red again. I could see clearly that her body trembled at that moment, and tears suddenly flashed in her eyes. But what happened to her?
Without saying anything, he immediately lowered his head and continued to clean me.
Is my suspicion wrong? I secretly felt strange. Because I knew that the expression she had just now was difficult for a young lady to pretend. And a young lady doesn't need to pretend like that.
I suddenly felt guilty and was embarrassed to say anything. But I still resisted my lust in my heart. I had a slight **, and she was opening it at the moment, and then cleaning the inside carefully for me. I couldn't restrain her.
The gentleness brought me pleasure, and I wanted to tell her several times to leave immediately, but I swallowed those words back the moment I said them.
I didn't dare to see her because I was afraid that my last shred of sanity would completely collapse.
In fact, this is a kind of suffering, and only I know the pain of this suffering.
Finally, I heard her say to me: "It's done. Get up. I'll wash it too."
I struggled to get up from the bathtub, and she supported me outside. I had to open my eyes, and her beautiful body in front of me made me feel dizzy again.
She helped me slowly get out of the bathtub, "Brother, did you drink a little too much today? Look at you, you can't even stand still."
I still didn't speak, only smiled bitterly.
She pulled out the bath towel and wiped it for me very carefully. Every inch of my skin and every part was wiped clean by her. Then she wrapped the bath towel around my body.
Then she smiled and said to me softly: "You go out first, lie down on the bed, and I'll rinse it off. I'll rinse it off quickly, because I just took a shower this afternoon."
Her breasts are full and firm. Her skin is as white and crystal clear as jade, and her beautiful face and silky black hair all show her pure beauty.
My heartbeat was speeding up, but I still insisted on getting out of here.
After I went out, I looked at the large and luxurious bedroom and the floor-to-ceiling glass windows with no curtains. Even standing in the center of the bedroom, I could overlook the city because the place I was in was too high. Presidential Suite
The biggest feature is the good view. The living room and every room here have floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and there is no need to close the curtains here because this is the highest place in the city. Of course, the suburbs of the city in the distance are
Except for the mountains.
At this moment, I found that I was much calmer, and at the same time I really realized that there were some things that I shouldn't do. Although this girl is beautiful, I am not familiar with her, and I don't even know her name. No, I
It can't be like that. What's the difference between that and **?
I immediately put on my underwear, then went to the large bed and pulled one of the quilts over myself. My upper body was wrapped in the bath towel. At this moment, most of my body was already
Shrouded in this red.
She came out quickly, and there were still some drops of water on her white body. Her hair was still so smooth, showing her pure and girlish face. Her body was wrapped in a white bath towel with little in between.
Part of her body, her slender arms and legs were exposed, as well as her half-breasted breasts.
Beautiful women are always an irresistible temptation for men. At this moment, my heart began to struggle and hesitate again.
She came to the bed, and I suddenly woke up, "Don't... just go. Really, I don't want to do this. I will tell Mr. Huang about it."
She was stunned, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant. She looked at me and blushed slightly, "Do you think I'm not good-looking?"
Now, I really think she looks a bit like a young lady. Otherwise, how could there be such a proactive and decent woman? One thing I know very well is that women care more about the emotional foundation when it comes to sexual intercourse, unless it is for profit.
Situations where one has no choice but to sacrifice oneself. Such as Liu Meng, Tang Zi and the others.
At this moment, when I suddenly thought of Liu Meng and Tang Zi coming, my heart suddenly stung, and at the same time I suddenly became sober again. I thought: Is this woman the same?
I said: "I can't accept you. I'm sorry. Because I don't know why you are doing this? Unless you tell me what you are doing."
Her expression of surprise disappeared immediately, and then she whispered: "It seems that you two doctors are really different."
Now it was my turn to be surprised, "How do you know I am a doctor? Did Mr. Huang tell you?"
The reason why I am surprised is: Huang Shang used to run an entertainment venue. He should have the most basic professional ethics in the entertainment industry, that is, he would never easily tell the true identity of the guests to the women accompanying them.
She replied: "I overheard it while you were eating. I'm sorry. I won't go out and talk about it."
I thought to myself: So that’s it. But I really can’t remember whether we talked about my identity when we were having dinner today. By the way, it seems that Principal Zhang said this to me: You are now the director of the hospital.
Longer...
I don't want to say anything more to her because I'm worried that my lust will be aroused by her again in such an atmosphere. I'm a man, a normal man. And normal men often lose their minds in front of beautiful female patients.
, because only normal men can truly feel the huge power of Hormones. So some people say: Men are animals that use their lower bodies to think about problems. This sentence is absolutely correct.
I asked her directly: "Are you afraid that Mr. Huang will fire you? If you don't accompany me. Or is it just for money?"
She doesn't speak.
I understood immediately, and it seemed that my guess was correct. So I said to her: "You don't have to worry about this at all. I told you, I will tell you, Mr. Huang, because I rejected you.
, the problem is not with you."
But she shook her head, "That's just one of the reasons. In fact, I really want to thank you because you became so lonely because of me today."
I immediately felt very funny: What is the reason? Do you think I am a child? Will I believe you?
However, she continued: "The people who come to eat here are all rich people, and few of them think highly of us waiters. But you are different..."
I immediately understood that she was thanking me because I had a respect for her, and she felt a sense of self-esteem. However, this did not become the reason for her to come to my place and be like me.
Ah? If that’s really the case, wouldn’t it be too easy for her to give up? (To be continued)