Golden Years

The white skin obediently moved around the bed on its knees. It was a bit clumsy, but it soon arrived at my side. It was just that in that situation, she couldn't interfere at all. The only thing was to let me see her great figure.

I ignored her and pinched her butt hard, then continued sticking to her short hair.

Maybe I had kissed too much, and all the water in her mouth was gone, so I started to kiss her neck, the one behind her ear. Because she has short hair, all my hands can 'stick' into her hair, which is the same as holding her little face and kissing it wildly.

The breath inside her nose was the smell of her hair, and the kiss was coming from the tender skin at the base of her ears, giving her an illusion of separation. It was as if he no longer cared about the feeling of his body, only concerned about this moment where his ears and temples were rubbing together.

Finally, I was approaching the peak, I don't know if it was true or not, around the time, the short hair also with me to the peak. I did it anyway, then hugged her short hair and let her lie on her side on the bed, getting up to do the tasting and wiping.

At this moment, the white skin looked at me with a smile. Then he spread his legs, sat down on my lap face to face, and said: How is it, sir?

I said, I'd be more satisfied if I could do it again! Then she hugged her like a lute and continued kissing me. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to wring something out of her.

At that time, I knew that I definitely couldn't continue any longer, so I was aware of this fact. And time was almost up. This was a time for him to enjoy.

After that, she started putting on her skirt, but instead of putting on her underwear, she threw it into the trash. I stared down at her legs, which were pretty even though they weren't in high heels. Then she smiled at me.

Only then did I remember that it was time to pay. At that time, it was very messy, and I didn't know if I should pay for it myself, or pay for it according to what the round-haired man said to Da Gang and I. However, this time, the pleasure was gone and he couldn't lose face.

I still have a lot of money left in my fake purse. So I ordered five of them and gave them to her.

She wasn't surprised at all. She smiled as she took the money and stuffed it into her bag. Then, she took her high heels and left the room. When she went out, she started to bend down to wear her shoes.

Then I remembered that there was a short-haired girl in the room. She was dressed just now, too, but there was something odd about the look in her eyes. It was unknown what she was thinking.

I said thank you. Just now, thank you very much! This is something that I learned from Da Gang.

After saying this, a hint of surprise appeared in the short-haired man's eyes. Why did he say 'thank me' …

I gave her five hundred dollars, just like the girl with the big white eyes. It was more than three hundred dollars, but I certainly wouldn't care at a time like this.

She thanked him and took the money. He pursed his lips. If that expression were to be used now, I know it would be called acting cute.

It was a look that really struck me. To tell the truth, the short hair was not tall, and the body was not plump. Although the skin was very smooth, it was not fair enough. There was no chest, nor was there any long hair that could seduce people. But I just find it pleasing to look at, and a little reluctant to let her go.

So I sat back on the edge of the bed, fumbled with my cigarette and lighter, and said, Beauty, why don't you stay a little longer?

She sat down next to me. She didn't look at me much, and I didn't know what she was thinking.

I didn't know what to say, so I took out a cigarette and lit it, then gently put my arm around her waist and looked at her.

What's your name, belle? Leave a phone number...

The short hair blanked out for a second, then looked up and said my name was Jing and my phone number was 183.

I pulled back my hand and took out my cell phone. After I finished memorizing it, I flicked the ash off my cigarette and said, "Are you busy tomorrow? Why don't you accompany me again!"

The first day was spent playing cards and living at night. The next day was Monday, and the weather was a little gloomy with drizzling rain. Da Gang and I planned to go to the West Lake in the daytime. Da Gang liked to take pictures, so he wanted to take some pictures.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that short hair from last night called Xiao Jing. I asked Da Gang how boring it was for us, why don't we find someone to accompany us by the lake?

Da Gang said that it was up to you, I will not look for him, I will go out for a stroll during the day.

Then I called Jing directly, but she actually answered. After talking for a while, Little Jing was more satisfied. She said that she would take a bath first and then meet up at River Square Street near the West Lake.

Initially, Da Gang and I took a taxi and thought that we would definitely arrive early, and that we might be able to take a stroll around the city. He didn't expect Little Jing to arrive so soon. At that time, he gave me a big fright. The clothes that this girl was wearing were way too different from last night's miniskirt!

A pair of canvas shoes, a long skirt up to the ankles, and then a denim jacket with a number of small ornaments on the neck and wrists. How could this be called? Although there were still some people with medium sexuality, their style was quite cute. Or perhaps, it could even be said that they were beauties that were not.

Da Gang secretly laughed as he shook his head. You're too awesome, too noob...

However, Da Gang still gave me some face to the girl that I called over. The three of us were like ordinary tourists.

Broken bridge, Lei Feng Pagoda, anything like that. As we walked, we were photographed. Because we were two men with a girl, and also a very unique girl, there weren't many tourists around us. There were a lot of people watching us.

Although Jing didn't talk much, she seemed to like taking pictures and was quite happy.

The more people there are, the more lively the place became. It would be better than Da Gang and I wandering around aimlessly, at least we wouldn't be treated as good friends.

Therefore, it was only natural for me to bring Little Jing along with me in the evening to participate in the card game the next day. This time, Little Jing means the same as the chick I brought with me, she's giving me a lot of face. Sitting next to me, Xiao Yumei would smile adorably from time to time. She would throw herself at my chest from time to time and occasionally 'touch' a card for me.

At that time, I was playing and making a ruckus, but I actually won another thousand points. That is to say, not counting my expenses in Hangzhou, I basically don't lose money in card games. This probability, even the players of mahjong should know, it's not high!

After that, it was time to eat. That day was rather late for dinner. In addition to the buzz cut and sunglasses, they also called a brother who was a few years older than us. His surname was Luo, and his name was Brother Luo.

During the night, it became Luo Ge's home ground. He didn't know what this Brother Luo was up to. It was said that he worked in an institution, but he did a lot of business in private.

Then there was the drinking, beer by beer.

I don't know why, but it's possible that I'm the best at inserting words into the wine table. This Brother Luo likes to see me, so he would occasionally clink cups with me. I thought to myself, since I'm Da Gang's friend and the core figure at the table tonight, I can't lose face, so I let go!

That day, I didn't know why my condition was so good, but perhaps little Jing was the one who was persuading me from the side. I drank and rested, and in the end, I drank nine bottles myself. Of course, this was also due to him going to the toilet several times.

When Brother Luo drank too much, he started talking about his own business. Only now did I realize that their business was actually underground banking, which is also known as folk borrowing and folk finance.

Brother Luo was also a usurer, and this usurp was quite profitable.

At that time, when we heard that men around our age, especially those over 80, were already worth millions to drive a Porsche and could earn a hundred thousand just by doing a simple job, we had a very strange feeling in our hearts.

Envy, jealousy, hate? He had always felt that he was just a coward. At the same time, he had always fantasized about whether he would be able to make so much money if he were to succeed in these marginal trades … He believed that no matter who it was, they would be in such a state of mind.

After hearing what Brother Luo had to say, Little Jing was quite excited and even took the initiative to toast him. That Brother Luo is a very brave man or something …

Anyway, I suddenly realized that money was such a good thing! Not only can it bring back a blissful life, it can also make people worship you, and also allow a man to feel proud of his success.

Confidence! It was confidence! Rogo drinks to warm up and takes off his jacket, inside is a very ordinary T-shirt. He was also very low-key, with a crewcut and a dark face. However, he naturally became the main character of this table. To put it in the current way, it meant that the entire audience was in a dead end.

It was already two o'clock in the night when he finished his wine. Luo Ge was not done yet, he even said that he would bring everyone here to sing, referring to when no one mentioned the matter of finding the princess in the box. It was mainly for the sake of chatting.

So when we got to KTV, the seven of us did another forty bottles of Carlsberg.

When we were getting ready to drink, Brother Luo said to me drunkenly: Hao Zi, I have treated you as a brother. If you don't call me in Hangzhou from now on, it's just that you're not sensible. Did you hear that?

At that time, I was also a little excited, so I hugged Brother Luo and said, "Definitely!"

Afterward, I took Jing back to the hotel. She was very obedient, and after this day, she seemed very excited, as if she thought it was worth it to have come out with me for a day and met some of the people in the world who were doing well.

After thinking about it, Little Jing might have only been a princess for a short period of time. Otherwise, she would have been much more experienced than us. This logic is very simple.

After entering the room, I didn't even wash up. I took advantage of the fact that I still had some strength left to do it with Jing. She was the one who found a place for me to wear it. At that time, I didn't know what I felt, so I wanted to force myself on it. Maybe a minute or two.