my savage sister

The night gradually deepened, and the street gradually became quieter, because there was an accident outside, occasionally, a few policemen were patrolling outside, and because of this, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and the downtown area was even quieter than before Originally, there was no sound of cars in the pedestrian street, and there were no pedestrians. It seemed that a whiff of the wind could be heard outside the window.

"Sister!" Tang Fei stayed with his sister so bored, she watched TV, but fell asleep, speechless, and asked her not to answer.

When my sister was asleep, she looked beautiful, with a naughty little mouth, just like when she was a child, playful, cute, with a touch of barbarism, very beautiful, and very interesting, gently combed her hair, beautiful The face is very charming, that kind of kind and pleasant feeling reverberates in my heart, I always have an indescribable feeling towards her, that kind of feeling is not the kind of fascination of a beautiful woman, nor is it completely about family affection Nostalgia, as if there are both, it is hard to explain.

"Hey, savage old sister, I'm really afraid of you!" Tang Fei turned around and hugged the old sister. Yang Qian was carried by her younger brother in a daze, and her delicate hands also hooked her younger brother's neck. Like a naughty little woman, it is really tormented to accompany her sister. She doesn't even want to be full-blooded. She is tall and bulging. If it's another woman, well, let her go. Strange.

Put my sister on the bed, took off her high-heeled boots, and then covered her with a quilt, thinking she was asleep, but after covering her with the quilt, Yang Qian's beautiful eyes were half-opened in a daze I don't know if she is sleeping or awake, but that ignorant dazed look is beautiful and playful, hey, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

What the hell, dirty thoughts are fermenting in my mind, I can't bear it, whoever called himself a man, closed the door and came out, Tang Fei ran into the bathroom, took a shower, a simple day, that's all. In fact, when I was in Europe before, some women wanted to stay and live a quiet life by themselves, but at that time, I couldn't stop, and I couldn't calm down, either. It wasn't that my six sons died, and I was tired, so I wouldn't come back.

Of the five brothers, one left, as if one of five fingers had been chopped off. When you stretch out your hand and look, you can feel the pain, and it seems to be the same after a long time.

Together with my sister, I seem to be a little used to this ordinary life. When I was a child, I grew up with my grandparents. My grandma loved me very much. She often secretly stuffed me with delicious food. At that time, I was very naughty and would run away when I had nothing to do. I went to play in the ditch opposite the mountain and took a bath in it. Every evening, the old lady always called me to eat, and looked for me along the river. I was only a few years old, and I was naughty and mischievous. Zhi frightened himself and said he would hit him, but every time he did that, he patted it a few times, and it was funny to think about it.

After so many years, whenever I think of the old lady's playful appearance, I miss the old days and the days with my grandparents very much. In my life, I only know relatives, these are the only ones, my grandparents, and one Sister, grandparents are gone, and there is only one relative now. As for mother, she was not born by her, and she doesn't care about herself. Father, yes, a gambler, grandma is mad at him. Thinking about it makes me angry, grandma's death, my hatred for him hasn't disappeared for so many years, whether he is alive or dead, I really don't want to know, he is not filial to his grandparents, don't blame yourself for being unfilial to him, one by one People who are so angry, to be honest, they are angry when they see it. When grandma died, I wanted to beat him. If he hadn't blocked the money for grandma's medical treatment, grandma wouldn't have died so early. After all, he was Dad, I couldn't resist not beating him to death at that time, but I have to forgive myself, it is impossible in this life, unless grandma is resurrected, otherwise, I will never forgive him.

After taking a shower, I put on a pair of shorts and lay on the sofa. Another day has passed. Seeing that it's twelve o'clock, and I have to go to work tomorrow, hey, when did I, an invincible mercenary, become an urban white-collar worker? , I have to go to work every day, very speechless.