Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 217 Someone You Can't Let Go of, Others Have Already Put It In

Night is so beautiful!
No matter how dangerous it is, there will always be people who stay up all night with dark eyes.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the sixteenth floor of the hotel, the room was pitch black, with no light, and the lights were all turned off.

Wang Zihao and Teacher Liu stood in front of each other, admiring the night.

Sometimes he looked at the scenery, and sometimes he lowered his head and stared at Teacher Liu with scorching eyes.

Her waist is very beautiful, as slender as a willow leaf, worthy of one's grasp.

Her back is very charming, silky, elegant and sexy, crystal clear, fragrant with autumn dew.

Her buttocks are very attractive, upright, round, firm, with soft and elastic skin.

Wang Zihao sighed in his heart, the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and the people are even more beautiful.

Teacher Liu held the window with both hands.

She finally saw the scenery that her best friend had seen.

Sure enough, it is very beautiful, very charming, and nostalgic for everything.

This night, Wang Zihao wanted to say a few words to some male compatriots: Don't worry about it, people you can't let go, others have already put them in.

There are too many people chatting with you all night, but fewer and fewer people advise you to go to bed early.

Whether a person's life is good, tired or not, and whether it's worth it or not, only you know.

What a person shows is not necessarily his whole life.

But no matter what, go to bed early and try to stay up late as little as possible.

He also wanted to say a few words to some girls: it hurts to think that you have someone to worry about.

There is no standard answer in the world. Some people die in their twenties, while others are still alive in their 90s.

Some people lose their lives in an instant, and some people lie in bed for ten years before they die.

All the rules and regulations are false, they are all man-made, and they are all the so-called meanings given to them by people. If you recognize them, they have extraordinary meaning, and if you don't recognize them, they have no meaning at all.

Those with a high degree are delivering food, but those without a degree are working as bosses.

Beautiful people are still single in their thirties and forties, while ugly people are married and have children in their early twenties.

Capable people don't see their parents a few times a year, and ordinary people enjoy family reunion for a lifetime.

Some people smoke and drink and live to old age, while others work hard and die suddenly at a young age.

What is right and what is wrong, there is no standard, your heart is the standard.

After enlightening others, Wang Zihao's heart suddenly became enlightened, and he cherished the person in front of him even more.

The specific external manifestation is that Teacher Liu can't even look at the scenery. She is so happy that her body is deformed, and her voice can probably be heard in the corridor.

For a long time, the two lay on the bed.

The lights were brightly lit, and Liu Qianqian held her mobile phone and hid in her boyfriend's arms to enjoy the photos.

There are beautiful moments in front of the couple's mirror, and there are also group photos of her and her boyfriend looking at the scenery together in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There are also several videos, watching Liu Qianqian blushing, shy and excited at the same time.

"Why is the sound muted?" Wang Zihao moved his head closer.

"Don't look!" Liu Qianqian hid in her boyfriend's arms face to face, and his boyfriend couldn't see what she was looking at.

"Turn around, let's watch together." Wang Zihao coaxed.

Liu Qianqian hesitated for a while, then reluctantly turned around and hid under the quilt, only showing her small head.

When Wang Zihao turned on the voice and heard her own voice, she quickly dropped the phone and hid herself under the quilt: "Damn it!"

Wang Zihao had no choice but to watch with his phone.

After a while, Teacher Liu got his head out of the quilt and secretly followed to watch, but his face was red.

No wonder my best friend said that there are hundreds of G on my computer at home.

If she has dated her boyfriend for three years, it may be more than a few hundred Gs, and a few Ts are normal.

Tonight alone, hundreds of megabytes of photos and videos were taken.

A photo is more than 20 megabytes, the shortest video is more than [-] megabytes, and the longer one is over [-] megabytes.

the next day.

Wang Zihao and Liu Qianqian got up fairly early, at [-]:[-], and checked out after breakfast at [-]:[-].

Afterwards, the two drove to the City Garden Cableway Station on Dayong Road.

The starting point of the Tianmen Mountain cableway is built in the urban area. It is the longest single-track circular alpine passenger cableway in the world. It is seven and a half kilometers long, with a height difference of 1000 to 77 meters. The one-way running time is about half an hour.

Taking the cableway, tourists first enter the pastoral scenery from the modern urban atmosphere, and then plunge into the green embrace of the original sky garden.

Tourists with fear of heights cannot take the Tianmen Mountain Cableway.

Standing in mid-air, with a cliff-like cliff beneath his feet, a person like Wang Zihao was a little flustered.

On Tianmen Mountain, looking at the world in front of him, Wang Zihao was full of pride and emotion.

There are people who jump off the cliff because they don't want to live, and there are people like Dayong's bride who want to enjoy themselves.

If the chat records hadn't been exposed, the groom might have encountered this situation in a few years: I was probably green, and I couldn't fall asleep anyway, so I sat up and lit a cigarette. There was no reason for this sadness, and I looked at the head of the bed sadly. Of the two babies I have, one is not mine, and the other is probably not mine either.

"What are you lamenting?" Liu Qianqian asked, leaning against her boyfriend.

Wang Zihao mentioned the incident of Dayong's bride a year and a half ago, and asked Liu Qianqian if she had read the news.

Liu Qianqian looked bewildered.

No matter how hot the news is, not everyone knows about it, and she has never seen this news that caused an uproar on the Internet and in the local area.

Wang Zihao briefly talked about the news.

The night before the wedding, the bride wore a wedding dress and her lover's bridal chamber, and the groom received a gift of 20 yuan in exchange for a green hat.

One month after the marriage, the chat records were exposed, and the groom knew how miserable he was.

The chat history between the bride and the lover is ruined in all three aspects. Netizens dare not make up TV dramas like this.

It is said that art comes from life. Facts have proved that real life is much more exciting than film and television dramas.

Liu Qianqian wanted to swear when she heard it, and she was angry.

Wang Zihao remembers that many male netizens scolded and said, now some girls think about how to play all day long, treat feelings like a child's play, and don't know self-respect at all. For such girls, I only want to say four words - please contact I.

Later, a male net article followed: "Looking at your appearance, I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to do this kind of thing here. It's really embarrassing to us men. For people like you, I just want to say four words—" — Please take me with you.

"Come with me." Wang Zihao pulled Liu Qianqian, from the main road to the small road, and then from the small road to the woods without a road.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qianqian looked around, "Is there anything special about the scenery here?"

"You are the scenery." Far away from the hustle and bustle, far away from humans, Wang Zihao showed his minions.

Kissing, Liu Qianqian blushed, her eyes were a little flustered, but she didn't stop her boyfriend from moving.

So, three or four ten minutes later.

In Wang Zihao's mobile phone, there are hundreds of megabytes of photos and videos.

"Do you want to watch it?" Before leaving the forest, Wang Zihao handed the phone to Liu Qianqian.

"I hate it!" Liu Qianqian put down her skirt, tidied it up, and went out blushing.

(End of this chapter)