20 years of restarting life

Chapter 2891 Qi Xidong

It was obvious that Qi Xidong was in high spirits and had no desire to sleep at all. Seeing the young, pretty face and resentful eyes of the Filipino maid, Qi Xidong asked her to make two cups of green tea, arranged tomorrow's breakfast, and then sent her back to her room to sleep.

"Brother Qi, you really don't have any sympathy for women."

Zhao Changan looked at the Chinese female Filipino maid, whose eyes were filled with desire and hunger and disappointment, and he knew that although Qi Xidong was in his forties, his fighting ability should still be okay.

This is the time misalignment between men and women. A strong young man in his twenties works hard in the fields every day and never gets tired.

But when people reach their thirties or forties, especially with the pressure of career and life, they begin to feel overwhelmed.

Women are just the opposite. When they are young, they are like good fields and are not afraid of plowing.

However, once women reach the age of 30 or 40, they know the pleasure of this kind of thing and become as hungry as wolves and tigers.

For a young woman like Qi Xidong, who is in her thirties and does skilled work like a servant, to be able to achieve this shows that she is still in her prime.

She is wearing a small jacket with a waist, a long thick braid, and pants that show off her big, round and plump buttocks. As she walks slowly, the outline of her buttocks is faintly visible under the fabric of the pants.

It’s obvious at first glance that she’s capable of giving birth to a son, and she’s not too old and can still have children.

Zhao Changan joked with a smile, and at the same time guessed mischievously what posture Qi Xidong mostly used when doing things.

It would be such a waste if you don't hug a figure like this tightly from behind and shake it.

"I am also a normal man, so it's not surprising that I have this need. But I was really absurd when I was in France. I treated nightclubs as my second home. After returning to China and seeing the tranquility of the country, my mood became calmer, and I felt that being pure and free from desires was better."

Qi Xidong explained with a smile: "It's just that after I came here, I don't know why, I have a need for this matter again. Especially after Levi moved in, she likes to make trouble. Although she and I don't have any blood relationship, after all, there is such a big age difference between us and we are so familiar with each other, I think I still have to avoid suspicion.

Moreover, she likes to bring her female classmates to stay with her. They are all very open-minded, young and beautiful women who take sex as a daily routine. They wear bikinis and various thin and transparent fabrics, full of youth and very attractive, drinking and playing in the house. In fact, an old man likes to contact these young women the most, not entirely for that kind of thing, but more to miss and reminisce about my past youth. In the process of interacting with them, I feel younger.

One time, one of her female classmates actually sneaked into my bedroom early in the morning while I was drunk and sleeping, and got under the quilt and sat on me. I felt something was wrong, because I felt very strong in the morning those days, and I couldn't get rid of it. Suddenly, it was relieved. I opened my eyes in a daze, and everyone who should have entered the house had entered the house. That is, reason succumbed to emotion, and indulgence began from then on. "

Qi Xidong sighed and said, "I have also had sex with her other female classmates, and they are all very good. To be fair, they are completely different from the girls I played with in the French brothels before. It's just that the demand is far less intense than when I was in France, and I have always been generous. I always give them a tip of two or three hundred dollars, and often take them out to play, shop and go to high-end hotels on weekends. Even with her-"

Qi Xidong glanced at the small bedroom on the first floor where the maid lived. "It's just occasional, no more than one or two times a week. I will also generously give her a tip of one or two hundred dollars every time, and I won't treat her badly. And I have an agreement with her that she can't go out to play when she is employed by me. This is for her own health considerations. Before being hired, she had a physical examination.

Of course, this may be a bit suffocating for her, after all, she is still young at 30, but she has her own toys, and she came out to make money, not to enjoy herself. I asked her about some of her situation. She came out to work as a Filipino maid when she was less than 20 years old. She had been in Taiwan and Hong Kong before. She has been married for seven or eight years and has two children. The younger one is less than one year old. Her husband and parents-in-law take care of her at home and do farming. She came out to make money again. This time, she heard that there is more money to be made here, so a group of people came here. It has not been long since she came out, and her milk is still a little swollen from time to time. I often help her to clear it. She may be blocked again. I will go to her bedroom to drink some later. It is just nourishing and conducive to sleep. "

Qi Xidong said it calmly, as if he was saying that he was doing a good deed that was not worth mentioning.

"Have you ever thought about finding someone younger to marry and have a child, so that when you are old you can have many children and grandchildren to enjoy?"

Zhao Changan thought about the scenes inside, which were basically the ways men and women had sex during the most chaotic times of the ancient Roman state. He felt that Qi Xidong was indeed a westernized person. For something like this, two Chinese men would definitely not talk about it so explicitly.

And I didn't expect that I had misunderstood him, as I had admired him just now, like Liu Xia Hui. He was not Liu Xia Hui at all. He was Sima Yan, who had no taboos and drove a sheep cart and did whatever he wanted, and made his ten thousand concubines wear open-crotch pants.

  Qi Xidong shook his head: "I am not interested in the idea of ​​passing down the family line in China. I always think it is foolish and difficult to understand. What era is it now? Let me ask you, do you know who your ancestors were a hundred years ago? Do you know where your ancestors' tombs were three hundred years ago? Do you know who your ancestors were three thousand years ago?

Kings, generals, and common people all end up in a handful of dirt after death. Just like in the plains of our hometown in the Central Plains, when people die, they are buried in cornfields and wheat fields, flat on the ground, with a few stones placed as a mark. For thousands of years, if there is no break in the dynasty, they will be buried piece by piece to avoid digging up the tombs of their ancestors. Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, this is an accumulation of five thousand years, who can tell which tomb is which? "

After saying so many words at once, Qi Xidong couldn't help but feel a little dry in the mouth. He took a sip of green tea from the teacup and said, "Before me, I never drank tea. The Central Plains is an important grain-producing area. The land is precious and is used to grow grain. Vegetables are only planted in the corners of the yard of every household. There is no room for growing tea.

Occasionally I saw people holding cups to drink tea, they were all well-known and prestigious people. After going abroad, I followed the local customs and drank coffee. At first, I needed to add sugar because it was too bitter, but later I liked to drink sugar-free coffee, as if I liked this bitter taste. Until this time when I returned to China, the first thing I drank was the Jiti Mountain Old Autumn Tea that you gave to your father-in-law. It was bitter but sweet, not just pure bitterness. I fell in love with it all of a sudden, just like us Chinese, who have been savoring the little sweetness in the bitterness for thousands of years.

Although I will still suffer in the future, I will also enjoy the sweetness, not for anyone, any moral stick, but only for myself. "