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"Grass // catharsis... Impotence // Impotence... I can't lift my energy, it's often because of my mental problems, or....something wrong with my body. Yao Rong read the words and raised his eyes.

Seeing the door open, Zhuo Song stood there, looking at her in a daze.

"Bang" Yao Rong was anxious, threw the phone aside, she hugged the pillow, and said to him: "Are you back?" ”

Yao Rong said, lifted the quilt beside him, and motioned for him to come up.

"I have something to do. Zhuo Zhen was embarrassed, looking at the soft bed, he couldn't lift his feet, turned around and walked out, and gently closed the door.

Yao Rong sat on the edge of the bed, was silent for a long time, reached out for a coat, put it on and walked out.

Inside the courtyard, it was eerily quiet.

She stood in front of the door, looking at a corner, and walked over to faintly hear movement, Yao Rong stepped forward lightly, and saw Zhuo Qi sitting there, pouring beer into his mouth.

"Bang" He lifted the beer bottle and poured it towards his face, wiping his face with his big palm, trying to sober himself up.

"Zhuo Song, you're enough. Yao Rong stepped forward, slapped the beer bottle away, and lifted Zhuo Song up, but he stepped back to block her.

Yao Rong stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, looked at his somewhat decadent appearance, and dragged Zhuo Song back, Zhuo Song was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to struggle, plus he couldn't stand on his feet after drinking too much.

"Bang" Zhuo Song was thrown into the bathtub by her, and he was forced to press him to clean all the smell of wine on his body.

Zhuo Song ran out of the bathtub, stepped back, and said to her, "I don't know what's going on? ”

Without any warning, becoming a "soft man" in a second is a major blow to Zhuo Song.

"I'm a man! But I can't even be a man, the most basic. Zhuo's hair was dripping, and water was dripping down his face.

He turned and walked out, trying to get out of the door.

"Zhuo Song, you stop for me. Seeing this, Yao Rong yelled at him.

Zhuo Song's footsteps stopped, and Yao Rong rushed forward, grabbed him, and threw him onto the bed, she climbed up, pressed his shoulder, and whispered, "For this little thing, you are decadent like this?"

"I ......." Zhuo Song listened, he held his head, fell on the bed, took a deep breath and said, "Yao Rong, I can't do it anymore." ”

Zhuo Song didn't understand, he was only 28 years old this year, he was a hot-blooded young man, and his physical needs were very strong, but why did he suddenly not work?

"If you can't do it, you will give up on yourself?

"Or do you think that just men and women have nothing to do, and you can prove that you are a man by grinding two rounds back and forth?" Yao Rong slapped him in the face, she lifted Zhuo Song and threw the pillow at him.

"Zhuo Song, you listen to me! You don't care if you have a good discharge, or if you have impotence, even if you can't do it for the rest of your life, what?"

"Wouldn't I be lonely if I didn't come with you twice?" Yao Rong was so angry that he sat down on the edge of the bed.

She clutched the sheet in her hand and bowed her head in silence.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. Yao Rong raised her head, stretched out her hand to pull her hair, she laughed at herself, and said, "My mother's grave was dug up, and I am really worried that her bones will be gone." ”

"What is the purpose of those people, if they want to blackmail, why haven't they made a phone call. Yao Rong said, she turned around and held Zhuo Song's wrist, clutching it tightly.

"Zhuo Song, I'm very nervous, even scared......! I really didn't mean to. Yao Rong's voice was a little choked and slightly hoarse, and she reached out to touch the man's handsome face.

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