Perfect Feast

Chapter 31: You Beast

The car reached downstairs in the last row. After Liu Yang stopped, he didn't intend to get off. I do n’t know if Sun Qingmei turned her head and said, "Stop here, it doesn't matter ..."

Uh ... just when Liu Yang was at a loss, Sun Qingmei held the car door in one hand, leaned her head in, and said in a vague tone: "I'm sorry, I'm out of shape ... I feel like I'm weak and my legs are soft. You help me up ... "

Regarding Sun Qingmei's request, Liu Yang also had no reason to refuse. Her legs were still weak, and she was a big man. She couldn't ignore it and left her.

Liu Yang had to get out of the car and walked to Sun Qingmei's side, looping her back with her right hand, resting her palm under her armpit, and bearing most of her body weight on her right hand.

Enter the elevator, press the number, the elevator slowly rises.

Suddenly, Liu Yang felt that her right hand was a bit strange and moved it, and then she suddenly found that her right hand was under her armpit, and her four fingers were right on her plump outside. Her warm, soft and flexible mountains, Right against his fingertips.

Sun Qingmei closed her eyes slightly and leaned her head on her shoulders, as if she didn't notice it.

People have suffered such a blow, and they still don't know what the pain is like. What do they think about it? At this moment, Liu Yang felt that he was a little bit stunned. He really wished to take up his left hand and slam it on his face.

Out of the elevator, Sun Qingmei took the key from her handbag and groped to open the door and walked in. With a snap, the lights in the entrance turned on.

"Have a good rest, I ... left ..." Liu Yang only glanced inside, and saw that her house had been renovated, and there was a shoe cabinet by the wall next to the entrance, and there was a small partition in it. Through the gap of the partition, you can see that the living room has a sofa and a coffee table.

Sun Qingmei looked back and looked at Liu Yang standing at the door, and said with a pale expression: "Come in, have a drink with me ... At this time, you will not have much time to return to the hotel ..."

What do you mean?

Liu Yangxuan looked at her, and was a little annoyed that when he broke up with her in the evening, he made up this nonsense.

At that time, Sun Qingmei asked herself where she stayed at night, and she said casually that she was staying in a hotel. I did not expect that this woman and her husband had just finished a fight, and they still remembered what they said.

However, even if I drive my car back to the hotel now, it will take some time. Can I live with her? If I do n’t go back all night, how can I explain to Zhang Jing? But she knew she came to find Sun Qingmei.

At first, she had doubts about her relationship with Sun Qingmei, and if she didn't go back one night, she would be sure of her ideas ...

"No ... no, I'll go back, you take a good rest ..." Liu Yang said, and turned around, but Sun Qingmei said quietly behind him: "I'm just so bad, it's not worth your while looking at me Giggle ... No wonder Zhang Wei would look for a woman outside, it turns out that I'm really such a bad ... "

"I ... I didn't mean this ..." Listening to Sun Qingmei's words, Liu Yang could not help but sigh in his heart, and said that I really didn't mean this to my elder sister? We lonely boys and girls, what wine do you drink in the middle of the night? Let outsiders know what it means?

"Come in ..." This time, Sun Qingmei simply said these two words, took off her shoes, put on her slippers, and went straight in. As her figure moved, the headlights in the room turned on.

At this time, Liu Yang had to close the door and changed her slippers to walk in as she looked, but saw that Sun Qingmei had put down her bag and was squatting in front of the wine cabinet in the living room to find something.

After a while, she came over with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, and looked at Liu Yang, who was standing stupidly behind, with a bitter smile: "Sit down, if it weren't for you, I might never have The chance to drink this bottle ... "

"Uh ... Sun Shu. Remember, you ca n’t say the same thing. How could the two of them not fight? Looking at the weird fierce, in fact, everyone knows whether the fight is cursed or loved. It ’s fun to play ... ”Even if Liu Yang could n’t wait for Zhang Wei to die, he would n’t say that in front of Sun Qingmei.

"Giggle ..." Sun Qingmei laughed while pouring red wine into the quilt: "I'm not a kid, I understand all these things. But you don't understand our affairs ... Oh, yes, How did you know me ... "

"Sun Shu. Ji, if you want to thank you, thank Zheng Qiuxia. She called me and let me go to your house to see if something happened." Liu Yang will not greet Zheng Qiuxia's credit. Say it to Sun Qingmei.

"Oh, that's what happened. Qiu Xia knows all about our family, and it's no wonder she thinks so. Fortunately, she's smart ..." Then, Sun Qingmei filled the wine. The cup was handed to Liu Yang: "Zheng Qiuxia should thank, but mainly thank you ..."

Liu Yang said nothing, picked up the cup, and "Ding" touched Sun Qingmei and took a sip.

It was a slightly bitter taste without any sweetness.

Without the strongness of white wine and the publicity of beer, it is a slow drinking process and a drunk concentration. But people like the feeling of being drunk under the catalysis of red wine. They like the feeling that no one knows the mind.

More often, the emotion given by red wine is the one that lives between loved ones and friends.

It doesn't need to handle the food and clothing of a cook and cook like a loved one, to add the clothes of the night cold winter. It also does not appear to be concealed by courtesy greetings.

It is always in the bottle, waiting for the call loyally.

And more often, red wine is more like a lover, it tolerates all waywardness, playfulness, passion, sadness, joy, and ruthlessness. In the troubled emotional space, keep a distance from each other and have a tacit understanding with each other.

When in pain, only red wine is an analgesic that heals after the sadness. It helps people to forget about the pain for a while, give encouragement and courage, anesthetize the nerves and all the pain that is not allowed to be released.

The passion of a glass of wine and the kindness of a glass of wine will resist the harm of the world and the sting of the world.

Red wine will be the igniting point of loneliness. You can make the lonely beauty burn for a long time, remember the favorite once and forget the unhappiness now. With the help of red wine, there are countless flowers blooming and decorating the lonely space.

However, Sun Qingmei's mood was obviously extremely bad. Liu Yang tasted it, but she lifted her neck and poured a whole glass.

"Cough ..." With a couple of clear coughs, the drink just squirted a little.

Her silk shirt was thin, with a large wet front and clinging to the bra and belly skin. The wet shirt became transparent, the outline of the bra, and the skin tone of the abdomen were clearly revealed.

Liu Yang quickly turned his head, and there was a laughter from Sun Qingmei: "Hide what? Haven't you seen it?"

"I ..." Liu Yang took a deep breath and said secretly: "This girl is crazy!"

"Do you think I'm crazy?" Sun Qingmei asked softly across the side, and a blast of heat blew on Liu Yang's neck: "Dare you say that you really have no idea about me? Just in the elevator just now , Where did your hand feel? "

This woman ... she knew everything, but deliberately confused. What does she mean?

"You're drunk ... I just wanted to help you stop falling ... I was unconscious, not intentional ..."

"You're half right." Before Liu Yang's words were finished, Sun Qingmei interrupted him: "Yes at first, but not later, I feel it ..."

"I was ..." Blushing ... panting ... nothing to say.

Turning around inadvertently, Liu Yang happened to see Sun Qingmei slowly raise her hand and gently unlock the buttons on her shirt ...

As the buttons were untied, she wore a bra with a tall breast, revealing a large white tender breast. As she pulled the hem of the shirt out of the skirt, and then gently dropped the two sleeves, her round abdomen. The umbilicus, like a shiny diamond, shone in the light under the light.

"Don't you say that I'm noble? Don't you say that you can play with a woman like me and that it's worth showing off? Don't you say that you want to put on a green hat for Zhang Wei's turtle king bastard, so that he won't dare to stand tall before you Are you angry? Now is your chance ... Last time you have done something worse than a beast. Can you be a beast this time? "

Talking, Sun Qingmei's body twisted slightly, she touched the zipper on the side of the skirt with one hand, and stabbed it. Then, she slowly pulled the skirt to her legs and lifted her feet gently to remove the skirt.

Listening to Sun Qingmei's words and watching her gentle movements in front of her, Liu Yang couldn't help thinking of the scene in Sihe's office.

At that time, Sun Qingmei had originally settled her account because of Hu Xiaohong's affairs. However, she unexpectedly slapped herself on the sofa in the room.

At the critical moment of the knock on the door, Zhao Jingjing knocked on the door, making him better than a beast.

Under the soft light, the slender waist, flat belly, round legs, and small toes that were put together in the stockings ... all these things seemed to me.

At present, Liu Yang confessed that she is not a saint who is not in trouble.

Now he felt like hitting a deer. He wanted to untie her bra, and stroked the high mountains wrapped in it with his hands, kissed her lips, peeled off her stockings and panties, and pierced her body.

——However, Liu Yang also knew that Sun Qingmei was now stimulated by Zhang Wei and wanted to avenge her **** man. Something happened to her at this time, it was called danger.

If you do that, you really are not as good as a beast.

You must do it, you can't do it!

There are a lot of things in the world, you can only appreciate them, but not rash. You are fortunate to appreciate that it is a great happiness.

Grab the wine bottle, pour yourself a glass of wine, pour your neck down and slam it down, smash the wine glass to the ground, stand up, red eyes, and say fiercely: "Lao Tzu would rather be a beast than I don't want you to regret it afterwards. "

Listening to the door of the room being closed, Sun Qingmei yelled exhaustedly: "Liu Yang, you asshole, you have humiliated me once again ... you beast, you are not as good as ..."

This book first appeared in the King of Books