dhibooks Chapter 47 Double Chapter
Chapter 47 Double Chapter
Fortunately, the basic skills are solid at ordinary times. Ai Gong put the exam aside, threw away the textbooks, and followed Ai Guichu to Guangzhou.
I have to say that this Ai Guichu is really treacherous. After arriving in Guangzhou, he no longer supervises Ai Gong so strictly. Instead, Ai Gong obediently follows Ai Guichu because of the language barrier.
If only he was always this good.Ai Guichu turned her head slightly, thinking.
"There is a director in our club who is from Guangdong. At the beginning, no one could understand his 'Mandarin'." Ai Gong chatted with Ai Guichu, and the language was involved.
"Do uncles and aunts speak Mandarin?" Ai Gong asked.
Ai Guichu narrowed her eyes with a smile, and said, "Cantonese is not so easy to learn."
Does this mean that those two don't speak Cantonese?Ai Gong hesitated, but he remembered that Ai Guichu liked to leave half of what he said.
"Besides, you have seen my mother." Ai Gui Chu said.
Ai Gong thought for a while, but had no impression: "When?"
Ai Guichu raised her eyebrows, looked at Ai Gong, and said, "The time you were drunk."
Ai Gong recalled, she got drunk twice, the first time... losing her virginity... cough.
Ai Gong blinked, and said: "If you don't have an impression, you just don't have an impression... By the way, do I need to bring something with me when I go to my uncles and aunts?"
Ai Guichu narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "You are not going to marry me, what gift do you bring?"
"..." Can you not forget everything about this?
Ai Gong was speechless, and followed Ai Guichu out of the airport.
The Ai family got the news that Ai Guichu was coming back, and sent a car to pick it up. As soon as Ai Guichu got out of the airport, the driver came up to him, took the computer bag from Ai Guichu's hand, and took them to the underground parking lot.
Ai Gong was a little slow-witted, and didn't start to get a little nervous until she could see the buildings outside from the car window.
You said that when the family is reunited, what's the matter with him being on the sidelines?
"... Brother Gui Chu... I think I should not go..."
Before the words finished, Ai Gong saw Ai Guichu looking at him suddenly, with a trace of incomprehensible emotion flashing in his eyes.
"I... think it's a bit inappropriate." Ai Gong swallowed, resisting the pressure.
Ai Guichu lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand and pressed the button, and a black glass immediately rose between the back seat and the driver.
"Do you think I'll let you go when I'm here?" Ai Guichu opened his mouth and said with a gloomy expression.
"But... I'm an outsider after all..."
Ai Guichu shook her head and said, "I'm the one who told you about outsiders. If I say you're not, you're not."
Not used to Ai Guichu's overbearing, Ai Gong frowned, wanting to argue.
"Or, let's find a hotel first to solve some problems between the two of us?" Ai Guichu's voice was a little seductive.
In the blink of an eye, Ai Gong has already run to other people's territory, it's better to be more sensible...
Seeing this, Ai Guichu smiled and touched the top of Ai Gong's hair.
"Good boy."
Let's talk about Sun Mistress.
Time went back to Christmas Eve.
The status of Christmas in the West is as important as that of the Spring Festival in China. Therefore, a few days before Christmas, the streets are filled with a strong festive atmosphere.
The eve of Christmas, Christmas Eve, is a day similar to New Year's Eve.Mistress Sun was dragged to the church by an overseas Chinese student whom she had just met not long ago.
Mistress Sun mixed in the crowd, listening to the people around her singing hymns, seeing children running around outside the church...
It seems that there is really such a hint of festive taste.
Although the school life is not considered heavy, but Sun Mistress has been depressed since she came here, and she went to carnival with people after she came out of the church.
The place where everyone gathered was a bar. The heavy music made Mistress Sun's head almost explode. Mistress Sun pushed away a few men who came over, ordered a glass of wine, and sat in the corner watching others crazily high.
"How do you feel?" Someone from the same class as Sun Pseudo-Niang came over, looked at the dance floor, and asked.
Mistress Sun inadvertently shook the goblet in her hand, staring at the pages in the cup, and whispered: "The demons are dancing..."
The man smiled and said: "Sun Meiren has always been indifferent, no one in the class has seen you smile, so I thought you couldn't be bothered today."
Hearing this, Mistress Sun drank the wine in the glass, put the goblet back on the bar, and said, "I just don't want to celebrate the festival alone..."
After finishing speaking, she stood up and walked on the catwalk into the dance floor.
To be honest, it is really weird for a boy to walk on a catwalk, but when Mistress Sun came out, she carried a different flavor.
Sun Mistress was submerged in the crowd as soon as she walked in, her petite body avoided those who wanted to post her like a snake.
It just so happened that the DJ playing the disc changed the tune, and a rising tone brought the atmosphere to a climax.
Mistress Sun slowly swayed her body, undulating with the rhythm.
Suddenly, a heat source was pasted behind her, and a big hand was clasped around Mistress Sun's waist.
Xu Shi was drunk, but Pseudo-Sun did not refuse, and swayed with the force behind her.
After dancing dizzily for a long time, I don't know who pulled Mistress Sun out of the dance floor and out of the bar.It's just that when the wind blew that night, Jiu Jin was even more intense, and the ground in front of him was shaking all the time.
The person who took him was much taller than him, and his waist and abdomen were supported by warm big hands. It was so warm that Sun Mistress had the urge to cry.
Then, Pseudo-Niang Sun really cried.
It's just that the tears fell silently, drop by drop, dripping down the asphalt road from the corner of his eyes.
The people around him were panting heavily, and the white mist exhaled from their mouths interfered with their sight under the illumination of the street lamps.
Sun Puppet put one arm on the other's neck, and slowly put the other hand on the other's hand holding him.
"...Richard?"
The opponent's body stiffened and his pace slowed down.
"...No."
The morning sun pierced her eyes, Sun Mistress raised her eyelids, turned around, squinted her eyes and got up.
Blindedly looking around, he was sure that he was in the apartment he rented, and then fell down on the bed with a "boom".
"Hey, my head hurts..." Ms. Sun sobbed and rolled on the bed.
This is what Qi Shaojie saw when he pushed the door open.
Hearing the sound of the door, Mistress Sun poked her head out and was slightly surprised when she saw the person coming: "Brother?"
Qi Shaojie came in with a bowl, and said, "I'm on vacation, and my aunt is worried about you, so she asked me to come and see you."
Mistress Sun nodded blankly, sat up from the bed with disheveled hair, and took the hangover soup handed over by Qi Shaojie.
"...You brought me back yesterday?" Sun Pseudo-Niang looked at the color of the soup, hesitated, and didn't drink it.
"Who else could it be but your elder brother?" Qi Shaojie said, reaching out to hold the hand of Pseudo-Niang Sun holding the bowl, "Drink, don't try to escape. By the way, you gave me a good meal yesterday. If it weren't for your roommate, I would Can not find you."
Pseudo-sun blinked, nodded, looked at the soup again, squeezed her nose in disgust and poured it in.
"Woooo..." Pseudo-Niang Sun wrinkled her face.
"Okay, okay." Qi Shaojie handed over a glass of water, and put the bowl in Sun's mouth.
Mistress Sun quickly rinsed her mouth and spit the mouthwash into the bowl.
"You are sleeping for a while, what do you want for breakfast?" Qi Shaojie got up and asked.
"Soya-bean milk and fried dough sticks... Well, let's fry eggs..." Mistress Sun huddled under the quilt and changed her words.
Qi Shaojie looked at Mistress Sun with a half-smile, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.
Pseudo-sun rolled in the quilt, buried her head and continued to sleep...
!Wait, why did Qi Shaojie come!
Only then did Pseudo-Sun react, a clever one.
How about Qi Shaojie...
Mistress Sun reached out and rubbed her forehead.
I should have let Qi Shaojie leave the moment he appeared... I did something wrong again.
About an hour later, Qi Shaojie returned to the apartment with a chill in his body. Mistress Sun nestled in the living room watching Qi Shaojie put the soy milk fritters from her arms on the table, unable to close her mouth in shock.
Qi Shaojie turned his head and saw Pseudo-Sun's expression, he probably knew what Pseudo-Sun was thinking, and said: "There is a Chinese breakfast shop in the pedestrian street."
Saying that, Qi Shaojie took off his coat, changed his shoes, sat next to Mistress Sun, and maliciously put his hand on Mistress Sun's waist to ice him.
Pseudo-sun trembled and quickly avoided.
"Go away, don't pass!" Sun Mistress crossed her hands, tightened her arms, and crossed her chest.
Qi Shaojie raised his eyebrows, smiled mischievously, and stretched out his hand to scratch Mistress Sun's armpit.
Mistress Sun exclaimed, and quickly retreated, but because she was curled up on the sofa, and the sofa was not very wide, she fell under the sofa as she saw.
Qi Shaojie quickly leaned over to catch Mistress Sun, and due to the momentum, the two rolled off the sofa together...
Mistress Sun was pressed under Qi Shaojie, and the two looked at each other, very close to each other, and the sound of breathing could be discerned.
"You..." Puppet Sun hesitated, trying to get out while holding the carpet with both hands.
Qi Shaojie stretched out his hand to hold Mistress Sun's hand, and propped himself up slightly.
"Give me a chance, okay?" Qi Shaojie said, "I can also come out, and I won't cause you any trouble."
Pseudo-Sun lowered her eyes and moved her wrist slightly, but Qi Shaojie clenched it so tightly that she couldn't break free at all.
"Sorry..." Puppet Sun whispered, "You... go back to China."
Qi Shaojie tightened his hands, and Mistress Sun felt a little pain.
"Ayu...you..."/"Ka."
The door opened, and a gust of cold air blew in.
Sun's roommate took off her coat, shook off the snowflakes on it, changed her shoes and walked in.
Going around the sofa, his eyes fell on the two people who were entangled together.
roommate:……
Sun Mistress: ==
Qi Shaojie: ==
The roommate coughed uncomfortably, looked away, and continued to walk to his room: "Go ahead, sorry..."
"Boom." The roommate's door closed.
Qi Shaojie turned his gaze back to the person below him. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the door open again.
"By the way, Sun Mingyu, according to our roommate agreement, you shouldn't have sex in a public area like the living room. This is no exception." The roommate's voice came out without any ups and downs, followed by another "boom" sound of closing the door.
Mistress Sun: == He really should live in the apartment his mother prepared for him... Wait, which eye do you see that they are doing it!
"Get up." Sun Mistress said, her voice muffled.
Qi Shaojie stared at Mistress Sun's eyes and shook his head: "Give me a chance, or we'll just lie down like this."
Mistress Sun frowned and struggled suddenly, but she was still no match for the person from the SWAT team.
Mistress Sun lowered her eyes, turned her eyes, and suddenly raised her head to lick Qi Shaojie's lower lip.
Qi Shaojie was unprepared, and subconsciously dodged backwards.
The corners of Sun's eyes were slightly raised, she poked her probe, sucked the other's lower lip, and bit her teeth lightly.
Qi Shaojie was startled, but then he reacted and turned his back on the guest.
Pseudo-Sun squinted her eyes to cooperate, and often turned her head slightly to take a breath.
Qi Shaojie kissed passionately, but the hand holding Mistress Sun was still not loose, but the other hand was wandering around him.
Mistress Sun moved her legs and rubbed her knee against the opponent's lower abdomen.
Qi Shaojie took a deep breath, hugged Mistress Sun's waist and tried to sit up.
As soon as Qi Shaojie let go, Mistress Sun's eyes lit up, she crossed her hands and clenched her fists, and slashed at Qi Shaojie's side neck.
Qi Shaojie's eyes darkened, he was stunned for a moment, and completely let go.
Mistress Sun stood up quickly, jumped away with bare feet, and stretched out her hand for morning.
"Brother, this is the last time!" He said, ran back to the room, and locked the door with a "click".
It took a while for Qi Shaojie to recover from his dizziness, leaning against the sofa and sighing as he looked at the closed door.
The room next door opened a crack, and that roommate of Mistress Sun saw Qi Shaojie's appearance and recorded it in the notebook in her hand.
"On the influence of sex life on the relationship between lovers and the role played by masochism in sex..."
"It seems that this roommate's lover is a good research object..." the other party muttered to himself, and slowly closed the door.
Qi Shaojie, who heard the sound, was unable to pay attention to what the other party was saying. He reached out and took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth, and stretched his arms on the sofa.
Smoke billowed up, blurring vision.
Qi Shaojie raised his head, looked at the ceiling, blinked, and then closed it.
"Wewish you amerry christmas
WewishyouamerrychristmasWewishyouamerrychristmas
Wewishyouamerrychristmasandhappynewyear
GoodtidingswebringtoyouandyourkinGoodtidingsforchristmasandhappynewyear…”
Snowflakes fell outside the window one by one, and the vague voice of singing came into the living room through the window.
The firewood in the fireplace made a "crackling" sound as it was being burned by the fire, but was eventually extinguished due to the owner's negligence.
Qi Shaojie was like a sculpture, sitting on the carpet until the afternoon, motionless.
"On the psychological harm to men caused by disharmony in sexual life..."
So there is another research topic in someone's notebook...
The author has something to say:
Ask for the name of this roommate...
The author's name is useless...
Rolling for flowers~