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Chapter 018 Pure or Impure?

Chapter 018: What about purity, or impure? ()

After a while, I had sobered up a lot of alcohol and drove steadily into the Rose Garden community.

After vomiting, Murphy was sleepy and could hardly wake up. Even if he opened his eyes and couldn't speak a few words, he would fall asleep in a drowsy way, but I finally asked the specific location of her house.

She is worthy of being the daughter of a rich family. She lives in Villa No. 7 and is afraid she can’t buy it if it’s four or five million yuan? This community has only been built for three years. Judging from the time, it should be given to her niece by Mo Yizhi.

She took out the key from Murphy's shoulder bag, opened the door, and suddenly she was straightened up, and when I was stunned, she had already staggered into the room.

"Mr. Mo, be careful!" I was afraid that she would fall, so I quickly chased after her. Although Murphy was unconscious, she was very familiar with her home and knew her. Even with her eyes closed, she could accurately touch the switch of the light. I followed her and sighed at the grandeur and luxurious decoration. While I was in the deserted space, there was no other sound except the echo of my own footsteps. No wonder Murphy felt lonely.

For a certain type of person, a tiles of body covers his body in a lifetime. The so-called fulfillment of life should be the fullness of spirit and emotions. Material pursuit is not very important. At least I am this type of person, I think so is Murphy. After all, only a small number of people can live in villas in the world. It is impossible to say that others are unhappy, right? I don’t envy Murphy, but I sympathize with her more.

The satisfaction of material life will only highlight the preciousness of family affection. I thought it was within reach but it was just looking at the moon in the water. What else is more sad than this? I couldn't help but sigh: Wu Xueqing is a bastard, and Mo Yizhi is a fool.

Walking through the spacious living room, Murphy ran into a room. I just wanted to settle her and went home immediately. Without thinking much, I pushed open the red oak door carved with exquisite patterns. I was stunned...

Murphy stood in front of the toilet, holding the waist of the trousers that had just untied the belt in both hands, looking at me with unsightly eyes confused. My buddy was embarrassed, thinking that this time it was over. I was afraid that I would be too long to explain it clearly. The word "pervert" has nothing to do with me. When I was at a loss, Murphy was striking and frowned. Then, I didn't see my hands falling down like me...

How dare I look? How can I look? I turned around and wanted to exit the room, but I didn't want to get nervous and hit the door panel. Damn! Rich people really have too much money. What's the point of installing such a good door when the toilet is broken? I thought this was Murphy's bedroom...

Covering my forehead and moaning, I heard a "sizzling" sound coming from behind me. It was the sound of a powerful water flowing onto the porcelain. How tempting is this music for a virgin who is physiologically mature and in a thirsty stage? My face was red and my ears were red, my claws trembled uncontrollably, my palms were filled with sweat, my mouth was dry, my tongue was dry, and my Adam's apple was agitated, and my heart was pounding like a machine gun shooting. Murphy was...!

I drank a stomach of beer, no wonder she was too anxious to pee, but no matter how I said that, I was a little too anxious. I, a big man, haven't gone out yet! Not to mention taking steps, my feet seemed to be nailed to the tiles by something, and I couldn't even lift them.

Murphy, whose physiological pressure was finally released, breathed comfortably, and the water gradually weakened, like a gurgling river, flowing on my limbs and bones. I couldn't use any strength in my comfort. During the breathing, it was like a tinging spring water dripping on my throbbing heart.

The body is hot, the thoughts are cool, and the saliva becomes hot...

A "plop" sound pulled me back from my fantasy. I suddenly realized that turning back was a crime! But after seeing Murphy, I couldn't help but be shocked. She fell to the ground beside the toilet, motionless!

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Murphy didn't even mention her pants, and she seemed to be asleep while sitting on the toilet! I shook her hard a few times, and she just hummed twice, and her eyelids didn't shake.

My God, is there anyone who plays like this? Seeing Murphy so drunk, I don’t know whether to be glad or sad. I raised my head and closed my eyes to help Murphy pull up his pants. It was fake to say nothing, but I felt frustrated when I saw what I saw clearly. Chu Nan, Chu Nan, look at your promiscuous prospects, and glanced at me a few times, but didn’t look at anything carefully...

"Mr. Mo, wake up, Mr. Mo?"

"Dad...Mom bullied me..." As she murmured, Murphy with tears in the corner of her eyes hooked my neck, "Dad, I miss you..."

"Good, be good, mom bullies you, I won't bully you, be good, let me go, you will be strangled to death..."

I really want Wu Xueqing, the stinky woman, to see with her own eyes what her daughter has been tortured to.

I couldn't wake up, so I picked Murphy up and moved it to the sofa in the living room. I didn't know where her room was, maybe it was the second floor, but it was obviously impolite to wander around a single girl's house. There was a blanket on the sofa, so I was just making you feel wronged all night. Who made you drink high? I was about to cover her when I suddenly found that the collar of her chest was covered with wet and cold filth, which smelled pungent. Then I remembered that she had spit on her body.

The stinky policewoman, it's all your good things! I cursed a few secretly and had to help Murphy up and take off her coat, but... Compared to the coat, it seems that there is more stain on the shirt. Should I take off this one too? I hesitated, and there are only underwear left inside...

After thinking about it over and over again, I decided to take it off! It was cold at night and it was hard to guarantee that she would not get sick. I went to the bathroom to find a towel, poured it with warm water, wringed it out, then folded it back to the living room, took a deep breath, confirmed the position of the sofa, and turned off the light.

It was an accident just now, and it didn't really blaspheme the beauty. I made the same mistake twice, and I'm sorry for my pure name.

I touched the sofa, helped Murphy to my arms, tried to fumble with my fingertips, clumsy and careful unbuttoned a few buttons on her shirt, and gently helped her take off. During the process, I couldn't help but hold her naked shoulders. The smooth and delicate touch made my heart beat. I kept chanting Amitabha Buddha silently, and hypnotizing myself randomly: Virgins are pure, Virgins are noble, Virgins are a stick that you can't even insert...

After I put Murphy on my slouch, I packed up the towel and wiped the filth on her chest in dots, although my hands did not directly touch her skin.

After finishing my busy work, I was sweating profusely. I was exhausted and my muscles were about to melt. By the way, I washed my face and instinctively picked up a towel and pressed it on my face. The smell of beer on it suffocated me. Then I remembered that I had just used this object to wipe Murphy's chest! Although my buddy is still virgin, I am not a pervert, and secondly, I am definitely not like a minor or a young boy. I have a persistent curiosity about beautiful, opposite-sex underwear and underwear, and I smiled bitterly and replaced the towel with my sleeves.

A sudden light of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the puzzle that troubled me for a day and a night was finally answered!

So that's the case! I said I used the wrong towel last night, why did Chu Yuan get angry! The bath towel was used by girls to wipe their bodies!

I shivered, it was so disgusting! I only thought about the problem from my own standpoint, completely ignoring the delicate and sensitive nature of the girls. No wonder Chu Yuan was angry with me, and then I thought that I had asked Liusu this question like a fool in the morning...
Chapter completed!
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