Today is New Year's Eve, and it is a rare opportunity for every family to get together. So when the old landlord said someone was looking for me, I didn't expect that the one who came to me was Xiaoxiao. The dark brown leather coat made her look extremely luxurious. I walked down the stairs gently, looked at her, and smiled playfully.

She couldn't help laughing when she saw me in surprise: "What's wrong, are you surprised?"

I nodded a little: "You should be watching fireworks with your family and eating dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala, right? Why did you run here? Don't you know that it's not good for a black and black person to walk outside? There are many people working in this place, and those who don't go home for the New Year are so uncomfortable that they can't meet you on the road. "I felt a little heavy tone.

She laughed and said, "Thank you for your concern. I just came over and took a look and went back soon. Now there is still an hour before the Spring Festival Gala. Moreover, it is getting worse and worse, so I am not interested." She shook the plastic bag in her hand: "Well, your favorite braised chicken!" She played games together in the Internet cafe for a while, and she knew what I like.

I took it and called the old lady who was about to leave: "Auntie, I have fewer benches on it. Can I borrow three more? My friend loves to eat here." The old lady responded and went out.

Xiaoxiao was a little surprised: "Where is your friend having dinner at your house? It's strange, you have the temper and dare to eat at your house?" To be honest, I really want them to leave. My underwear is still bloody now.

I ordered her smooth forehead and said, "Damn, go back and eat your New Year's Eve dinner. It's not good for a few men to fuck a girl, they are all big and rough!"

She looked like someone was interested in: "Okay, I'll retreat, you go up by yourself, a few friends, hum."

Kicking me, she turned and went out, and I looked at her back: "Be careful on the road, damn girl." By the way, I forgot to ask about her yellow-haired situation. Forget it, let's talk about it if you have the chance. At this time, I saw the old lady staggering figure, and I hurried up to catch it. The old lady said in a shocking voice: "The others are going home for the New Year, why haven't you come home? You even called three girls? You don't feel tired at night." The corners of my mouth trembled and I smiled carefully.

"Wow, did you buy it? Or did someone give it to me? The landlord?" The doctor took the plastic bag with greasy touch in his hand: "Ha, it's the roast chicken."

I pretended to respond casually: "Well, a friend gave it to me, I'm afraid I'm lonely alone." After taking off my down jacket, I felt a little cold and filled some carbon into the stove. The frost was making fun of evil spirits. Xiaoli sat quietly on the edge of the bed, wearing black-edged glasses and looking at the magazines they probably brought back in the afternoon. Her eyes were cold and serious, her lips were gently pursed, and a strange arc appeared on her face. The dark eyes under her long eyelashes did not blink, and her feet were kicking and hitting them unconsciously. The white cartoon cotton socks were shaking around. Suddenly she felt that she was good at first, and she was no longer annoyed and afraid at first sight.

The doctor kicked me hard: "It's just that little bit of a sudden! So easy to fall in love? With your perverted nature, if Han Shuang and I are not with you, you may not have done anything to the beautiful Xiaoli!"

I gave her a blank look and called them to have dinner together.

When the food was served, I realized that these three women had made a lot of things. It must have taken a lot of effort. I began to give them praise and admiration. The doctor was indifferent and rolled my eyes to see me eating exaggeratedly. To be honest, when I saw her eating posture, I felt like a lady. Han Shuang had no choice but to talk and laugh with me at this time. Occasionally, when I bit my cheeks, she was the leader to laugh at me. In addition to smiling at the two women, Xiaoli didn't even look at me. I was very low-key and silent at the right time. The dining table became the world of three women. In addition to my fatal weakness of not being able to drink, I definitely became a real supporting role. They were drunk and had a great temper. Their nature was fully visible, and they ordered me from time to time. I always held the originality of wine.

In the attitude, I said I wouldn't drink, but I wouldn't drink. The doctor squeezed me out for something: "You big gangster, what are you going to do? Let's get drunk and prepare... What are you going to do? Hum, just... you... I don't know that intestines? Hum, I haven't seen it before, but I'm going to kill it? Come, you have to drink." She leaned on me, very heavy, probably she was drunk and could no longer control her center of gravity. I smiled bitterly, helped her to the seat, looked at the beer bottle next to her, Damn, there was more lifting, this barrel. Her eyes were a little red, and she held my neckline and said in a sip of alcohol: "I'll ask you a question, why did you touch my butt at that time?" She leaned against my face a little limply, and I even smelled other smells beside her body.

I was a little embarrassed, I really hope she was really drunk, and I didn't know what was best for me. I pretended not to hear anything and ate vegetables. Actually, I was very depressed. The doctor came to bother me from time to time and didn't say anything. I liked to eat a lot of seafood. I couldn't eat it, and I was afraid of inflammation. I couldn't eat it with coriander. I had wounds, and I was afraid of inflammation. Nothing was nothing, but in the end, the doctor was forced to pour two large glasses of beer. I drank the second time. Damn, I was a little dizzy and wanted to vomit.

I kept drinking with Hanshuang, and the two of them were talking about birds, and I couldn't hear what they were saying. Later, Hanshuang cried and was thrilling. There must be some unknown reasons for girls with this temper and personality not to go home during the Chinese New Year. I didn't ask, but just looked at it, not knowing what to do. Xiaoli, who comforted her, suddenly turned around and glared at me: "Come here to help, carry it on the bed."

It turned out that Hanshuang was tired of crying and had already fallen asleep. I quickly picked up Hanshuang carefully. It was so severe that I was in a coma.

Xiaoli covered Han Shuang with a quilt, and then she staggered. I saw clearly behind her. Seeing her stagger, she immediately subconsciously surrounded her waist: "It's okay." She struggled a little, but she had no strength at all. I helped her sit on the edge of the bed. The doctor over there made me feel even more depressed. She stood there, waved her hands, and muttered in small words. I asked Xiaoli to lie on the side of the bed and immediately went over to help the doctor. The doctor still muttered in a low voice: "I'm not afraid of coming. I've seen a person with double six. I've also slept with African Death. Don't come over, don't come over..." I frowned, seeing that she was obviously overdose, at least I know that I'm drunk, you're fine. Damn, look at her like that, don't go downstairs, three women squeezed my bed, I'll go down.

I held the doctor slowly and leaned onto the bed, carefully pushed her into the middle of the bed, and pulled the quilt up to the three women. I didn't have time to go out and got the mop immediately. Come back and clean up the mess on the ground. I knew that if I didn't do it in time, the stove would freeze on the ground when it was turned off in the middle of the night, and the cement floor would not keep it heat.

I felt dizzy. I was really a doctor. It was the first time in my life that I could not resist it. I was about to sit on the bench and take a breath. The doctor's moan came out of the bed, and then the quilt was shaking violently. I looked at it and the doctor was not honest when sleeping, kicked the quilt away, and lay there in a large shape. Han Shuang was kicked so hard that she almost kissed the wall. Xiaoli outside the bed was almost kicked down. I pulled the doctor's legs with a tweak, but it was like that again after a while.

Although I felt itchy when I saw her lying in a big shape, I wanted to throw her out the window more often. I was in a bad mood. Forget it, I didn’t know anything like a few women. But it seemed that the three of them couldn’t sleep anymore. Forget it, I opened Xiaoli and the doctor a little, tucked the quilt under the doctor, and placed a pillow on the side of the bed to prevent the frost from being kicked to the wall. I filled a lot of charcoal in the stove and sealed the stove mouth, and then hugged Xiaoli downstairs with confidence.

The cold wind blew outside, and I was shocked. Xiaoli in her chest subconsciously leaned into my arms. With the reflection of the moonlight and snow, I distinguished the road and slowly went down the stairs. Xiaoli in her arms was not honest and her legs were still kicking around. I hugged her a little helplessly. Although I was very careful, I still fell on the last three stairs. I guess when I got down to the bench, the snow turned into ice. I fell to the sky. Fortunately, I didn't hit the stairs. Xiaoli in my arms also fell down. I quickly reached out, and the darkness and panic, I didn't support her body, but I still pressed on my body.

.I felt my face being clamped by two mountains. It was soft and a little hard of my underwear. My back hit the ground firmly. I couldn't help but take a deep breath of pain. It smelled fragrant and seemed to have a little milky smell. I slapped myself secretly, carefully helped Xiaoli up who was moaning unconsciously, staggered towards the doctor's room, opened the door, and threw Xiaoli half-stopped on the bed without turning on the light. I suppressed my dizziness, turned on the light, and quickly took off my clothes and looked at the mirror on the desk to look at my back, but it was swollen. It hurts to death with a slight move.

No temper, no temper, what's this? Damn.

I slowly sat down to the edge of the bed, pulled open the doctor's quilt, stuffed Xiaoli in. The quilt was hot, and then I found an electric blanket. I originally thought that the doctor and Hanshuang had fallen to sleep, but she probably had already turned on the warm quilt. I just took off my socks and prepared to rest, but a feeling of vomiting surged up. I quickly turned over and got out of bed. Regardless of the pain in my brain and the annoying dizziness, I quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited.

It was very uncomfortable. It seemed as if the world had time to take time, and only the painful self was left. The moonlight shot in through the window above. The smell of alcohol made me vomit several times in a row.

The doctor just had a quilt, and I went upstairs to get the down jackets of the two women and my own. Because I heard so many firecrackers on Dadong for the first time, I finally slept there honestly. Just like the state I vomited in the toilet just now.

As soon as I entered the doctor's room, I felt my mouth dry. Xiaoli on the bed was flushed, her waist twisted, and she moaned quietly. I had a reaction directly, and it was still very violent. I could have you deliberately controlled it and hit the electric blanket to the mid-range. Xiaoli was still like that, lying on her back, and said in a coquettish way: "Hot." Occasionally, there was also the action of taking off her thermal underwear. A **tight occupied my body deeply. Thinking about the feeling that her breast gave me when she fell just now. It was fragrant, soft, and elastic. Her pants were very swelling. I slowly walked to the edge of the bed, raised my hand, and stared at her raised chest tightly. I swallowed hard. My heart was in conflict, nothing else, but a deep **t.

After a long time, I slapped myself. I was afraid that she would be on the butt wearing jeans: "Let you shout." So I turned a blind eye to her moans and twists, turned off the light, lay there naked, covered her three down jackets with her body in a fit. After glaring for a while, I found that Xiaoli was still moaning and hot, so I turned off the electric blanket.

I can't sleep. Today is my second time drinking. Last time I made a mistake that I can't forget in my life because of drinking. I'm a little bit short of it tonight. I despise myself, my past self and my current self. I thought a lot, and my mind was messy. When I looked at the watch, it was 2 o'clock. At this time, my father should have gone to the beach to pay homage to the Dragon God.

Sleep came with alcohol, and I entered my dream weakly and remembered nothing.

I was awakened by firecrackers in the middle of the night. My head was still a little painful. I looked at the luminous watch on my wrist. Damn, I had just slept for two hours. I slept too lightly. I woke up when there was any movement. I sighed in my heart, there was no way to exercise in the organization.

Xiaoli lay quietly beside me, and the down jacket on my body had fallen to the ground. Most of the quilts hit me. Because I turned off the electric blanket, I was not honest in sleeping. I unconsciously snatched the quilt with Xiaoli when I didn’t have a down jacket, but I still felt cold. After all, it was not enough for two people to cover the quilt. In addition, I was not thin at all, and I felt a little stretched. I was so dizzy that I was too lazy to turn over and pick up the down jacket on the ground. I hit the electric blanket to the mid-range. I looked down at Xiaoli’s little hand on my chest, and my heart was irritated for a moment.

That night, I hurt this woman. I kindly helped me, a drunk man on the road and took me home, but I was deeply hurt by me. Although I was unintentional, I did it.

I felt a little sad. I sighed deeply in my heart, folded my hands together and placed them behind my head, so as not to accidentally touch the place I shouldn't have touched again.

At this time, Xiaoli, who was already sleeping with me, suddenly turned to me. His hand was still on my exposed chest, but his right leg was on my left leg, and then he curled unconsciously, and his knees were pressed against the inside of my thighs. As her head leaned against my shoulders and a few strands of hair were tied on my face, I still reacted in no time.

I felt the presence of her knees pressing against my air reaction, the presence of breathing on my shoulders, the presence of the fragrance on her hair, the presence of her snow-white cartoon cotton socks pressing against my calves. I felt her pointed chin pressing against my upper right rib, and the feeling of the squeezed and deformed front chest pressing against my lower right rib.

Have I turned on the electric blanket to the high-end? Why am I feeling so hot?

At this time, the hateful Japanese woman moved again
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