Brother in Japan mixed club

Human beings have a sense of shame after entering the Ming Dynasty. Vanity is an excessive disguise of shame. These two mentalities only appear in human beings. increasingly dangerous situation. 【】

No results will be produced. When the '' cloud cover is dense, it will inevitably give birth to 'impulsive'' raindrops.The development of human beings is only born after impulse again and again, and the reproduction of human beings is also developed under impulse.This makes me think that there is nothing wrong with being impulsive, and vanity can also be forgiven, but arrogance after vanity cannot be forgiven, and gods like humble human beings.

I am crazy, arrogant, vain, possessive, selfish and greedy. I, a human being, seem to possess what the president said can be fierce, cowardly, stupid, loyal, but...human nature should contain many kinds, but always There is a strong sense of gain and loss lingering in my head.It is said that human nature is kind, but when the people around are kind, should I shine on them or they will nurture me.I don't have the brilliance of a saint, I can't shine on Ma Zhichen, Jiang Chenglin and the others, I can't change Zhao Shumin's lazy behavior and sell his body for money, and I can't turn the fight with Okamura Katsuhira into friendship.Human nature is different, and the world is like this. A drop of ink can stain a bowl of clear water, but a drop of clear water cannot clarify the whole bowl of bitter water.I don't understand the so-called human nature, let alone the principles of the vicissitudes of the world. Although this grain of sand will melt into the dust, at least I want to bloom before then.The meteors that streak across the night sky are stones, and those in the cesspit are also stones.

"Brother, what did Grandpa talk to you about? Why did you still shoot?"

"Oh, nothing, where are you going later?"

"Go home, it's raining, and I don't want to go there."

"I'll send you back, I'm going to Huimina later?"

"Tired?"

"Are you tired?"

"Heart? There are so many women, I feel tired just thinking about it. You never get tired of it." Ji Xiang glanced at me disdainfully, and said in a strange tone.

"A man's mind, a woman, don't guess," I said with a smile.

"and"

Can I not be tired?There is nothing more tiring than being under a woman's pomegranate skirt. Sometimes I just feel dizzy. Whether it is Huimei or Asada, I can't part with each other. Is Asada separated?In fact, no, this ambiguous relationship gave me a headache, especially her illness made me worry about it.

After sending Ji Xiang back to my third uncle’s house, I drove to Shibuya District, the rain almost stopped, and I kept thinking about the president in the car. The president agreed with me to form the Lingyun Club, but it must be done in private, similar to The mode of getting along with lovers, but this reflects some problems from the other side. Although I can't come out now, I think there must be something hidden inside the Chuanye Society. Although the president has absolute authority, he is already old. The third uncle also said that it is impossible for him to be elected as the president of the next Chuanyehui. If there is no direct successor, there will inevitably be internal power struggles.Then what is the purpose of the president agreeing to my establishment of the Lingyun Society?By surprise?It's not necessary, after all, Chuanye will be a big gang with thousands of people.

As I was thinking about something, I vaguely saw a familiar figure standing at the roadside stop sign. I stopped the car slowly and pressed the car. It was Matsumoto Yumi, the woman who chose money instead of me.See her wearing a white shirt and black skirt, professional attire.

"Long time no see." I said to her.

Holding a few folders, she bent down to see that I was sitting in the car, first took a step back in surprise, and looked around again, as if she was frightened by bringing so many people last time.

"Oh, long time no see, Mr. Muzhou." Yumei leaned down slightly and replied.

"Where to go?"

"I went to a company in Shibuya District and found a part-time translation job during the summer vacation."

"Send it to you."

"Oh! No, I'll just wait for the bus." Yumi waved her hand and said.

"Come on, I'm going to Shibuya too." I said with a smile.

Yumi Matsumoto sat up after hesitating for a while.

"Why did Muzhou-kun lie to Yumi in the first place?" Yumi said complainingly holding the blue folder on her chest.

"No. I am indeed a part-time worker."

"Could it be possible to drive a Porsche sports car while working part-time?" Yumi glanced out and said in a rather annoyed tone.

I stretched out my free left hand towards her thigh wearing silk stockings. It was flesh-colored ultra-thin stockings, as smooth as a tomato. Yumi closed her leg and found that the carriage was narrow and there was a place to hide, but she didn't dare to make a sound.I ignored it and just rubbed it.

"Why did you leave me? Because of money?" I asked.

"No." Yumi denied.

"Yes."

"No." Yumi denied again.

"Could it be that you really fell in love with that person?"

"Ah."

"One has no looks, and the other has no brains. Apart from banknotes and a domineering personality, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with it?" I withdrew my hand and pointed in the direction.

"Mr. Mu Zhou is trying to ridicule me?"

"No, you liked me so much back then, didn't you? You were so hardworking and strong back then, weren't you? Why did you become like that just because you met a rich man?"

"I don't. And I don't have a boyfriend now, and I'm also doing serious translation work." Yumi said seriously.

I don't know why, listening to her say that, I feel more irritable. This mood may be caused by the muddy road in the rain, but more because when I want to taunt the woman next to me, I also think back to the past. Get upset and become irritable.I suddenly thought that if I appeared in front of her on a broken bicycle now, would she also sit in the back seat and chat with me.

This cloying feeling made my stomach churn again. The man's wretched appearance and scumbag habits, this woman actually keeps saying that she loves him.When money is placed in front of women, there is little that can be resisted. In their eyes, money is the pocket of Doraemon, from which different decorations and cosmetics can be found.But I am not qualified to criticize, why am I not like this, why am I not disgusting myself, emotionally, in life, and in my heart.

"Mr. Mu Zhou, can you drive slower? It's speeding now."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I slowly let go of the accelerator and said, "Where is it?"

"It's good near Daisen Inari Shrine."

My hand reached over again, this time Yumi didn't resist anymore, my hand reached inside, revealing the edge of the pantyhose, delicate skin, despite the humming engine, I could still hear her panting .I parked the car near the Dashan Inari Shrine, withdrew my hand from under her skirt, and hugged Yumi a little closer across the stall. Looking at her beautiful face, I kissed her delicate red lips, feeling Yumi looked as if she was going to respond, she quickly opened her mouth.

"Goodbye." I said with a smile and waved my hand.

Matsumoto Yumi fixed her eyes on me, raised her hand to make another way, then retracted it by herself, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car.I took off the mirror above my head and took a look at my face, found no red marks, wiped my mouth again, stepped on the accelerator and walked away.

After entering the house, he called "Hui Mei", but there was no answer, as if he was not at home.

I lay on the sofa and picked up a book casually, and waited for Huimei to come home. I hadn't seen her for more than a week, and I heard the sound of the door opening near the evening.

Emi should have seen me lying on the sofa, but I pretended not to see her seriously.From the corner of my eye, I saw her coming, saw her put her bag on the coffee table not far in front of her, went to the water dispenser and poured herself a glass of water, and drank it, completely ignoring the person lying on the sofa. big living.After drinking the water, he opened his laptop and didn't sit on the sofa, but just half sat on the carpet and stared at the computer screen.

Good guy, you actually ignore me, whoever consumes energy, I also turned my back to her, pretending to continue the book and didn't reach her, thinking, what's wrong with Huimei?Why are you ignoring me?After seeing her for a while, I went to the kitchen by myself and came out with a pot of bibimbap. While working on the computer, I ate their Korean-style simple bibimbap, which is to mix the leftovers into the pot and add some chili Sauce and pickles, add some soup.I saw her stuffing food into her mouth with a spoon while staring at the computer, and the programs on the screen were just boring Korean entertainment programs.

It's over, it's over, I'm empty, it's over, am I dreaming?Dreamer?He coughed a few times on purpose, and peeked at her without any response.This... cold war?

Huimei seemed to have the determination to bear it to the end, she swore she would never look at me or say a word to me.

Sometimes that's the case, when a joke between lovers can become the spark of a cold war because of each other's false egos.But this joke is just a way to vent, I don't know if Huimei has accumulated enough anger before, I only know that she really has no intention of answering me at this moment.My stomach growled with hunger, and I had no choice but to turn over and climb onto the carpet, grabbed Emi's spoon, and took a few mouthfuls of bibimbap.Emi was so moved that she would normally give me an annoyed look and take it back, but now she just stared at the TV without making a sound.

"You've changed..." I said to her.

"No, you have changed." Huimei said "whoosh" and snatched back the spoon.

"Come on, let me change my Huimei." I said and touched her waist.

"Go away and don't touch me."

"what happened?"

"What's the matter? Why didn't you make a single call when you went to America for more than a week? You didn't call when you came back. Do you think I didn't know you came back yesterday?" Huimei glanced at me and then turned to stare at her notebook. computer.

"I have something to deal with, and I need to do it right away, my..."

"Stop quibbling, I know you can talk, and I don't want to argue with you, please don't stand in my way!?" Huimei pushed me away angrily.

"What are you doing!?" I said depressedly, feeling a little unhappy in my heart, but it was indeed my own fault. I didn't call Huimei when I went to the United States for various reasons. In fact, deep down, I also felt that I wanted to give Asada a complete self. .I wanted to call Huimei in Canada, but I went to find a European and American dancer that night, but Huimei was too... "Don't be like this, okay?"

"What's the matter with me? I'm fine? Huh?" Huimei once again showed her unique smiling face without the slightest smile...

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