Mommy, Where To Escape

Tong Bohai tore off two corners from the menu and wrote "win or lose" on it. Then he folded them up and shook them in his hand. In order to ensure the fairness and justice of the game, he spread out his hand and let Wushuang catch them first. She grabbed one at will and opened it nervously.

"Hoo." Amitabha, thank God it's a "win" word.

She was a little smug. "You lost."

"I choose to be brave." Tong Bohai shrugs. He is unwilling but helpless. He has to abide by the rules of the game. When he opens the book of bravery, he laughs.

"What is it?" Matchless asked curiously.

"Can I go back?" He kept the pamphlet from her, and his expression was unnatural and embarrassed, as if he wanted him to run naked

"How can you be naughty?" Matchless despised him one eye, the game is he instigates her to play, now lost must repent, who

"Poof" see her angry, he can't help but spray, "I'm playing with you."

He spread out the pamphlet, "it says, kissing my wife with wine."

"What?" Matchless was so surprised that he almost clapped the table. Why did he catch up with her when he lost.

"I don't believe it." She snatched the pamphlet and looked at it. She immediately wanted to say, "Oh, cake seller.". It's true.

Tong Bohai glanced at her angry, shocked, crazy expression, can not laugh or cry, had to praise the restaurant is really sensible. He poured a glass of wine and shook it in his hand. He looked at it with evil spirit and said, "are you ready?"

"I allow you to go back." Kissing alone was enough to make her blush and drink. He didn't swallow her alive.

"It's late." He didn't want to regret at all, saying that regret was just a joke for her.

"Er..." in matchless confusion, he took a mouthful of wine, hooked her neck, accurately kisses her cherry lips, and put the mellow wine into her mouth a little bit, this kiss is more intoxicated than before, because of the hypnotic effect of alcohol.

"Cough." Unparalleled was choked by the spicy wine, Tong Bohai just released her lips.

"Cough, cough!" She choked when she got a breath.

"All right." For her along the back, he cared, speechless, matchless waved to him, indicating that he was OK.

"Still playing?" He chuckled.

"Play." She's going to be scared. She looks like a tortoise.

After breathing slowly, Tong Bohai fizzed two corners again and shook it for a while. She still let matchless choose. This time, she was a bit unlucky. She was a "loser".

"I choose honesty." With Tong Bohai's "brave" lesson, she did not dare to choose. When she opened the pamphlet, she immediately wanted to cry.

By death, honesty is more miserable and yellow than bravery!

"What do you write?" Tong Bohai took the pamphlet, looked at it, chuckled, and then seriously asked: "Mrs. Tong, have you ever had an orgasm?"

Matchless teeth are almost broken, and his cheeks are red. Isn't he asking clearly? If she wants to answer no, it is not equivalent to saying that he is impotent.

"Yes," she said

"How many times?" He's got more than an inch.

"Hey, there's only one question. Please obey the rules of the game." Rascal.

"OK, do you want to continue?" He nodded, and his submissive appearance was not flat.

"Go on." It's still a matchless loss this time.

Two books were placed on her desk. She hesitated which one to choose. Honesty and bravery were traps. Anyway, it was women who suffered losses.

Hesitated repeatedly, chose honesty, how to say? Being honest only needs to answer questions, but being brave means taking risks. She doesn't have the spirit of taking risks.

He took a deep breath and went to open the honest manual. Before opening it, Tong Bohai couldn't wait to ask, "what is it?"

She gave him a white look, less Schadenfreude, slowly open, this time the question is: "how many men or women, love which one?"

She was so stupid that she made a dizzy death. She was too backward

"Ha ha." Tong Bohai laughs twice, this problem is deep in his heart.

Peerless pursed tight lip, save strong fist, she seems to ask, this question can skip!

The answer is obvious and easy to guess, impossible.

After taking a deep breath, she looked at Tong Bohai with fixed eyes, "there is only one, my favorite..." she hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to continue to be honest or cheat.

Tong Bohai obviously stunned, only one? Did she know that?! Frown shallow wrinkle, he still quietly waiting for her

"The one I love the most is also that one." In the end, Wushuang chose honesty, because it is not only a game, but also the key to open their hearts. They should dare to play.

"Matchless..." he suddenly called her hoarse, want to showdown with her, but for matchless has no meaning, she did not give him the opportunity, he does not know how to cherish.

"Go on." She interrupts him gently. This time, it's up to her to write and he to draw lots. Tong Bohai looks at her eyes and can't help blinking. He reaches out his hand and grabs one at will. While opening it, he adjusts his messy heart.

This time, he got the word "lose". He responded, "I choose courage."

He thinks honesty is more terrible than bravery. He is more nervous than bravery when he chooses bravery. "Bravery" is to punish the loser. In fact, it's a disguised cheap loser. It's unfair!

He calmly opened the pamphlet and asked, "what is it?"

"Sing a song to the one you love in public." He spread out the pamphlet in front of her, which was very relaxing. Amitabha, thank God, she didn't have to suffer.

"Are you afraid that I will kiss you?" She is happy, but Tong Bohai is not happy, they are lovers, cuddle, love each other, should be a very happy thing, but she is afraid of him.

"No Matchless is not sophistry, he was kissing her is still very feeling, not exclusive, just not used to be forced.

He suspected fox staring at her eyes, as long as it is a lie, people's eyes will flicker, even if it does not move, the eyes will also tremble, very good, her eyes did not tremble, he was satisfied with the smile, "I believe you."

"Go." He got up and took her hand.

"Where to go?" They haven't eaten yet.

"A song for you in public."

"Sing here!" She'll be shy in public.

"How can this work, the elder man said and did it." He insisted on holding her hand and walking out. When he went out, he happened to meet the waiter who brought food in.

"Keep serving. We'll be right back." He said something from the waiter, who nodded respectfully.

They came to the hall. This restaurant has a large scale, about hundreds of square meters. There are more than 100 sofa sets. There is a small stage in the middle of the living room, which is used to play violin. How can such a high-grade restaurant do without edifying music.

"Bohai, don't be ridiculous." Just looking at so many people, matchless are embarrassed, not to mention that they have to put their eyes on them, she will be shy shock.

Tong Bohai smile speechless, pull down her hand holding his sleeve, turn around, stride gracefully onto the stage.

The violin stopped.

"You go down." The manager came over and knocked away the violinist. Tong Bohai told him something in his ear. The manager nodded and retreated.

"Hello, everyone. I'm sorry to disturb your meal. I'm here today. I'd like to send a song to my wife. Wish my wife happy every day."

make love!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, even if a good person slapped.

Peerless has long been red and petrified. Without looking around, she can feel the eyes around her. It's so hot. It's like being tormented by fire. She's so hot all over. She wants to escape, but her body can't help her. Her feet seem to be fixed and can't move.

"My wife is over there." More damned, Tong Bohai even pointed to her to introduce to the public.

Mamma Mia! God, do me a favor, a lightning strike to kill her!

"Boom and boom"

All of a sudden, there was a thunderclap in the dining room. Wushuang was so scared that he almost jumped and didn't dare to pray any more.

Everyone was shocked, and soon the beautiful music melody began to sound

"Mrs. Tong, listen carefully." He is holding the microphone, looking at unparalleled, sharp eyebrows and eyes are inseparable from the thick feeling.

It's false to say that she is not moved, but she is not so moved as to lose her soul. She looks at him like a flower maniac and giggles. She is so rational that she casts a white eye at him. It seems that she is waiting for him to make a fool of herself.

Is Tong Bohai a good singer? Ha ha, I don't believe it even if I kill her. She is sure that he must sing worse than pigs.

Son is the best proof!

The music comes slowly, and Tong Bohai's sexy voice rings with the microphone.