I want to tell you two true stories. Today is the first story, "The Completely Lost Bar Event".
Youyou is a senior donkey sister, that is, a girl with a good family and traveling around the world. She is in her twenties, her eyes are calm, and she is very Jianghu, far exceeding her peers. She can smoke and punch, and whistle to handsome guys in bars. This is what people call a woman who has seen the world.
Once, I leisurely went to the bar street of a literary town and regularly went to the bar to see handsome guys. This time, Yo-Yo naturally became familiar with the girl at the same table, and after drinking a few glasses of beer, they talked about sisters. The sister at the same table knows the famous male singer on the stage. Singing to the center of the stage, the male singer came down to propose a toast and sat down beside Youyou.
Although I have seen various bars and singers and drummers, it is the first time that I can buy wine and drink alone with the protagonist on the stage, feast my eyes and push a cup for a change.
You pretend to be big, just blow the bottle and clink the glass, and tell jokes to the people on the table. These strangers I just met today are just like those I met 800 years ago.
People who often wander the Jianghu are reserved and pretentious. Youyou is not melodramatic, but it tickles my heart. This singer is so handsome that he has that aggressive heroism. Breathing around the yo-yo is like an aphrodisiac. Youyou began to move his mind and wanted to sleep with him. How can he get a singer? Let's make it rare first!
That night, facing my new sister at the same table, I stayed in the bar all night until the bar closed. She said a lot, which made the handsome singer remember her name.
The next night, as soon as the bar opened, it came leisurely and sat in the previous position as usual. My sister didn't come the day before, so I stared at the singer alone. With wiggle wiggle's music, I feel intoxicated with every song.
Youyou did her homework this time, checked the singer's story in Baidu in advance, and did participate in the selection of many TV stations and many demanding performances. Now the singer owns a bar. He is not so much a singer as a boss.
You ordered more expensive wine and bought the specialty of the store. Waiting for him alone, she knew he would come. He did come, saw the light in his eyes and understood each other. That night, I stayed in the attic of the bar and had sex with the singer.
The next day, Youyou left me a message, as excited as a pure girl in her first love. She said that when she entered the room, she found a detail, that is, there was a lot of toilet paper in the trash can, which must be used by the singer alone to masturbate.
Yo-yo said he definitely didn't have a girlfriend, and his girlfriend was there, so he had already cleaned the house. I'm a little worried about the yo-yo. Did she have a one-night stand and spend the night outside? Sure enough, Youyou said that the two of them were lingering after drinking that night, and the singer woke up at night and asked her again.
She touched the singer's face, kissed his mouth singing beautiful folk songs, rubbed her face on his thick chest, and the singer took her to sleep. Say, how can this not be love at first sight?
I want to pursue love. I told her you'd better relax. You two can't play together What are you chasing? Youyou didn't listen, saying that he wanted to confess himself.
Two days have passed, and Yo-Yo has no news. I'm a little worried about her. Is this a setback? Must have reported the meritorious military service a long time ago. On the third day, yo-yo appeared again. She told me what happened afterwards with infinite sadness, and she insisted on calling me. She cried with tears for half an hour. I was busy hanging up on her because she was really miserable and humiliated this time.
After sleeping that day, Youyou was possessed and ran to the singer's bar to find him. Singers are open at night, sleep until noon during the day and play the piano, practice songs and beat dogs in the backyard in the afternoon. You run to the back yard of the bar and sit in the rocking chair and wait. She saw that the singer downstairs looked like the boss's wife, so she ran over and asked him what he wanted to eat, and she made it for him.
The singer changed her deep feeling at night, looked embarrassed and startled, and subconsciously leaned back to avoid her. "Why haven't you left? This town is very small. Haven't you had enough fun? " Youyou recognized the meaning of his words, blushed and whispered to him, "I want to stay for you, okay?"
The singer looked impatient and left on the pretext that his friend wanted to talk to him about something. In the evening, Youyou ordered wine in the bar and watched the singer sing with tears in her eyes. She thought her affection would make him look at her more, but the singer didn't come over to continue drinking with her tonight. She just nodded politely, as cold as all strange guests.
Another day, I went to the singer's backyard and waited for him to get up. After the two met, this time, she said that she didn't bring a condom that day and asked the singer to accompany her to buy emergency contraceptives. The singer stared at her like thunder. "You are a girl who comes out to play. Don't you know that you are responsible for your health?
Go and play if you can afford it. are you sure you meant it？ Do you want to talk about pregnancy? How can you be so shameless? You came to sleep with me and tried to kidnap me? "
Hearing such a cruel answer was like a bolt from the blue and tears welled up in my eyes. She ran out with tears on her face, stumbled on the bluestone road in the ancient city, and unconsciously ran away with a shoe.
Later, I tidied up my mood and lost my mind. I found a drugstore and bought Yuting for myself. The next day, Youyou packed his luggage, retired from the accommodation of the Youth Travel Service and returned to his hometown.
Later, for a whole year, Youyou never sent any national scenery photos. She gave up the waves like a drowning man. Looking at her in the middle, I dare not judge whether this feeling of losing all dignity is good or bad for yo-yo.
| poison tongue said:
Many women's "fun" is just self-righteous. I often walk by the river, but I can't get my shoes wet. One day, if I meet a heart, I will be crushed to pieces.
Muzimei, a famous bubble predecessor, is very awesome. How many men have she slept with in her life, and so many celebrities have been swept away. This little singer is really not enough for a man with beautiful Muzi.
But Muzimei capsized in the gutter and was miserable by a taxi driver with a wife. Once in love, her IQ and domineering will be forgotten.
It's embarrassing to think of Muzimei's predecessors. She continues to carry forward the old tradition, sleeping with more interesting and famous men, and making women like me worship the myth of nudity, which is good. But Muzimei broke her myth, and Youyou also broke the confidence of the prodigal girl.
Don't be too conceited in bed. As long as you feel it, it's hard not to let the venom enter your heart. After checking the singer's resume, she actually lost. She sleeps not only on her own skin, but also on her favorite little idol.
Real players should be careful and persuade themselves not to play with fire. But she couldn't resist the courage to rush into the fire. She overestimated her resistance and underestimated the fickleness of Jianghu men.
In fact, singers also have affectionate people, but they are definitely not leisurely. I also know several singers, and their love is very long and single-minded. Such people either don't love, always wave, really look for it, and risk their lives to please women.
But on the whole, they don't care much about the donkey sisters who come out to play. They can sleep, deliver goods to their homes, take the initiative and take no responsibility. But I am worried, but I am still free. This kind of woman is like looking in the mirror in their eyes. The prodigal son hates the prodigal daughter, leaving such a woman who casually goes to bed as his wife? They all think that the diaphragm should be.
The chances of a one-night stand being lovelorn are too low. Students, if you are not afraid of death and really want to sleep, then go to sleep.
But I'll tell you the old lesson. Put on your pants and go home after sleep, or change to the next stop to continue playing with you. This is the one-night stand rule. Who is concerned, who is cannon fodder, who can get sincerity and cherish when going to bed easily? Stop dreaming.
Is there really an affordable woman in the world? The fact is that people, both men and women, can't afford to play, because people's hearts are all flesh. As long as you are not abnormal and emotional, that's what will happen to you.