When leaving that place, Liu Meng burped. I burst out laughing and ran forward. She was very embarrassed, chasing me with a smile and beating me.
Now I don't want to go back to the hotel right away, because I suddenly remembered something, "Liu Meng, there is something famous in Beijing. Do you know what it is?"
Her hand was in my arm, "Your question is too general, how should I answer it?"
I immediately laughed, "It is indeed. Let me tell you directly. I have heard that the big bathhouses in Beijing are very famous. I thought, why don't we just go there and take a bath? Let's feel the atmosphere of the old Beijingers.
That kind of life.”
"There are so many people, men and women taking a shower together, it's very dirty," she said.
"Why do men and women take a bath together? They must be separate. You think, in a large pool with dense water vapor, you can soak your body in it and your whole body will feel very comfortable. Then please take a bath
The master rubs his back and washes his whole body clean, how nice is that?" I said with a smile.
"Hearing what you said, I also want to go." She suddenly laughed.
After I came out of the bathhouse, I felt that my whole body was very relaxed and comfortable.
I think such a place is really good, because this bath is very enjoyable. Looking back now, I find it quite interesting. Everyone is equal in the bathhouse, they are all naked, and everything about everyone is displayed without reservation.
It is also a beautiful scenery. You can watch it casually and see whatever you want. Of course, when you are looking at others, you are also being looked at by others. Although everyone's body has the same number of components and spare parts, everyone's body shape
, the body shapes are not the same. Especially the shape and model of our men's ones are still somewhat different. However, in a place like a bathhouse, you can only occasionally glance at other people's things, and you don't dare to stare at them for a long time.
Because if you stare at me for a long time, you will receive strange looks from others.
Liu Meng came out before me, and she was waiting for me in the hall outside. She smiled when she saw me, "I'm not used to this place."
I was startled, then laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" She tapped my back gently.
I asked her in a low voice: "Why aren't you used to it? Everyone is naked, wearing the same parts, everyone is equal, and no one knows what you do. Only in a place like this can you feel the connection between people
of equality and sincerity.”
"You don't know, those women always look at the size of other people's breasts, and then compare them with their own. Women with small breasts immediately feel inferior, and cover their parts tightly with both hands. Women with big breasts
I think it’s really fun to hold my head high,” she said with a smile.
"Have you ever compared it? Which one is bigger or smaller?" I asked her again in a low voice.
"Not too big, not too small, just right." She said with a smile, "Actually, those women with small breasts don't need to feel inferior at all. What's the saying? I am flat-chested, I am proud, and I save fabrics for the motherland... Haha!
"
I also burst out laughing.
She then asked me: "You men also compare the sizes of your things with each other in there, right?"
I was startled, then burst out laughing. My lips went to her ear and whispered: "We are competing, why not?"
"You must be very proud, right?" She immediately turned around, tilted her head and looked at me with a strange smile and asked me.
"What do you think?" I looked at her and smiled meaningfully.
She kissed me on the cheek and said, "Feng Xiao, of course you are the best."
"Let's go back to the hotel. Let you feel my rod again." I couldn't help but kiss her earlobe. Her body began to go limp in my arms...
The night outside the car window flickers between bright and dark, and lights flash in the distance, which can easily make people feel erratic and far away from the world.
She was lying in my arms in the back seat of the taxi. Now, I am no longer worried about traffic jams. Instead, I hope that the traffic in front of me will stop, because I am so obsessed with the feeling of this moment.
Liu Meng was lying in her arms and sleeping soundly. She was pure, childish, and as cute as a fluffy chicken chick that had just hatched. The refreshing wind blew in from the car window, ruffling her hair curtains, and it was really exciting.
Cute. I gently stroked her head, her neck, her neck bones, and shoulder blades. Her skin was delicate, smooth, and smooth, like silk satin, glowing with a dark luster. I could feel her hair.
The blood vessels were beating and pulsing at my fingertips. This beating of life and the sense of curiosity under my fingertips stirred my heart. I felt my lower body began to expand and heat up, and my heart began to agitate. I was very excited.
I wonder why this woman lying in my arms at this moment is so exciting to my heart and arouses my sexual desire. I am surprised and secretly delighted by my sudden burst of strong desire and vitality.
I heard my heavy breathing, my heartbeat "bumping", and I put my hand on her leg without knowing when, stroking her... At this time, I really hoped that the taxi could arrive at the hotel as soon as possible.
Finally arrived, we hugged each other and quickly went upstairs and entered the room.
"How are you?" She looked at me and smiled lightly, her eyes full of charming charm.
"What's wrong with me?" I looked at her and smiled mischievously. When Liu Meng raised her hand to hit me, I pulled her into my arms. She let out a soft cry of surprise and tried to push me away, but
My mouth has already blocked her lips...
She lay softly in my arms.
…
Lying on the big bed, in the dark, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling above, until the dark space became transparent and clear. The sound insulation effect of this suite is excellent, the surroundings are very quiet, as quiet as if the world will suddenly change.
Fall or soar.
Her naked body was lying next to me, so calm and open. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth from time to time. I was thinking: What beautiful things did she dream of at this moment?
I just stared at her quietly. Her skin was delicate and smooth, with a layer of milky white in the light brown. This is a healthy and youthful complexion, and there was a layer of water on her body. That was when she was still
The sweat had not faded away, and she was shining with a charming sexiness.
The woman lying next to me was curled up and hugging herself, like a fluffy duck that had just emerged from its shell. She was young, honest and cute. I reached out and pulled out a small blanket and covered her with it.
On the chest and waist...
In the fresh wind, I heard the sound of the piano falling from the sky, so soft, so clear and sweet, like the tinkling dripping spring water from a mountain stream.
I fell asleep and dreamed that I was on the riverside in the capital of Jiangnan Province and saw the blue water. On the mountain with steep cliffs on the other side of the river, there was a house; the house was very unique. I went there, walked out of the house, and walked up
There was a high suspended bridge corridor. I was a little scared, but I still walked up. Looking down from the bridge corridor into the distance, I could see many beautiful scenery, including blue water, white curved rivers, and many beautiful scenery.
A patch of green; suddenly I arrived there, walked down the shore, and saw winding dirt roads and endless fields as far as the eye could see. I heard their breathing.
This is a beautiful place, a beautiful residence, this is my dream residence, and I have been dreaming of having such a place for myself for so many years.
Recently, it was the first time that I had such a beautiful dream, because she later appeared in my dream. Zhao Menglei.
When I woke up the next morning, the image of Zhao Menglei in my dream suddenly appeared in my mind. She kept smiling at me in the dream, and I ran towards her happily. She turned around and drifted away, and I called out to her loudly.
, she turned around slowly, and a beautiful sea of flowers suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. Her face was as beautiful as those flowers.
I ran towards her, and her beautiful face and charming figure were right in front of my eyes. They suddenly passed away. The last thing I saw was her sad expression and pleading eyes.
When I woke up, the picture of her pathos and pleading in my mind was immediately fixed. I was thinking: Why was she pathosing in my dream? What did she want to plead with me?
Feng Xiao, why didn’t you think of it? Suddenly, I seemed to understand.
I am not superstitious. But I have conducted systematic research on dreams. I believe one thing: more than 95% of our dreams can be explained scientifically, but about 5% of dreams cannot be explained by any method.
A psychologist's theory explains it, because that part of the dream is either a premonition or a dream from the legendary deceased.
I don't believe in ghosts, but I believe in the power of a person's soul. Maybe after a person dies, his soul will be transformed into a special energy that will continue to affect his family or friends. Some people think that ghosts are related to this kind of energy.
The only difference between energy is that the latter has no consciousness. So I think this explanation is more scientific.
But my dream can be explained both scientifically and superstitiously. From a scientific point of view, I have told myself long ago that I must take time to visit Zhao Menglei’s parents. But now,
I happen to be in Beijing. Last time I learned from Kang Demao that Zhao Menglei’s parents currently live in this city. Therefore, my dream can be interpreted as: my subconscious is reminding me not to forget to visit Zhao Menglei’s parents.
From a superstitious point of view, why not interpret it as Zhao Menglei’s soul begging me?
However, today I promised Liu Meng to go to the Great Wall.
Let's stay here for a few more days. I asked for leave anyway. I still need to contact Zhuang Qing. I said to myself.
After deciding on this matter, another annoying thing appeared in my mind again: Should I make that phone call to Lin Yi?
It has to be beaten, otherwise, if Principal Zhang calls me again and asks me, what reason will I use to excuse him?
Liu Meng was already awake. She turned over and put her head on my chest. She asked me: "How long has it been?" (To be continued)