Chapter 243: Isn't One Night Enough?
Until this time, Su Xiaomu had not completely become Shi Lezhi's consciousness in his scattered ways, and he did not notice that Su He and Wan Dai seemed to be colluding.
Because......
Now Soho and Wanda are really more sober than one another.
When you persuade you to drink, you drink this too, and you drink that, what kind of emotional depth has not been used?
However, in fact, the total number of glasses of wine was not drunk, and they were all sipped along the rim of the glass, plus ......
"It's a celebration of growing from a teenager to an adult. Soho's voice fell on Su Xiaomu's ears, and it was clearly a little more distant.
Wan Dai followed and methodically supplemented Su Xiaomu's historical knowledge.
"Cheng @ Ren Rite is the stage and etiquette towards Cheng @ Ren, the ancient finger crown ceremony and the Lu ceremony, this tradition continued from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty.
In the coming-of-age ceremony of the Chinese ethnic group in ancient China, when a man reaches the age of 20, he performs a crown ceremony, that is, crowning, indicating that he has become a @ person, recognized by the ethnic group, and can marry a wife after that.
For women, they are allowed to marry after they reach the age of 15. ”
Su Xiaomu only heard one head and two big.
What is this?
How many years has my Ming Dynasty been dead, and are you still mentioning the ancients?
What I want to know, you don't have to force it in your hearts, one or two are......
"Shouldn't you be an adult at the age of eighteen in modern times? I'm twenty!" Su Xiaomu said while pulling his neck.
The handsome face is full of unknown why, I don't know what to say, fearless, fearless in the future, fearless in the past, etc.
Su He and Wan Dai glanced at each other secretly, looking at Su Xiaomu, whose eyes were gradually blurred, and his voice became more and more cold and distant, "What's wrong with being twenty years old?
"That's it, don't get off the hook!" Wanda immediately followed.
Su Xiaomu: "......"
Didn't you pull away from the topic first? Why did I change the topic again?
If you have it, women just can't afford to mess with it, so they slip away.
"Do you think I, a person whose knowledge is completely limited by poverty, would think of going through such a complicated rite of passage?"
“……”
"Besides...... Other people's coming-of-age gifts are all house, car, and various ...... My family is poor...... You can't give me a girlfriend......"
"Although there are many young ladies and little girls who want to come...... I don't know any of them...... How can you ......?"
Soho pursed her lips and said, "I know that the little sister, the little girl, the girlfriend, you have a good time......
Wan Dai: "......"
"Don't think about any material coming-of-age gift, but it's a coming-of-age ceremony in general, do you want to experience it?" said Soho casually.
After saying that, she blushed, feeling as if she was abducting something.
Wan Dai fanned the flames on the side, "Yes, yes." ”
"What kind of process?" Su Xiaomu asked subconsciously.
Soho replied casually, "It's ......"
"Just listen to us!"
"Drink, we'll tell you little by little when you're drunk......" Wan Dai's voice was a little delicate.
"Is this a rite of passage?"
"Is this something I can play?" Even if he was already in a blur of consciousness, Su Xiaomu's instinct still affected him, and subconsciously for some highways that might not have to think too deeply about it......
Instinctive cowardice.
Some...... What can be felt by biological instinct is self-evident......
During Su Ho's slow breathing, the hot air that overflowed from his nose spread into Su Xiaomu's cochlea.
"Su Xiaomu, now according to the ancient rules, you happen to be 20 years old today, and you should be crowned......"
Su Xiaomu blinked his eyes, "How to add?"
"Come with us ......"
Su Xiaomu was like a marionette, following behind Soho and Wandai's ass balls, one foot deep and one foot shallow, under the warm-colored light strip, and walked far, far away.
Before finally becoming unconscious, Su Xiaomu found himself in a warm, large, palatial, unimaginable, and large bedroom......
The big bed, really like it was in the clouds, very soft......
Later, he didn't remember a word of those words that were getting more and more distant.
"So easy to succeed?"
"Feels like it's half-pushed?"
"I think too much because I trust ......"
"And what about tomorrow?"
"Yes, of course...... Will count into the ......"
"Awesome, my plastic girlfriend ......"
"Oh, I'm not alone......"
"Boom...... It's really good for us to do this......"
"Of course......"
"It's cheaper for this little thing......
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The warm touch of the fingertips is a little bit of fine moisturizing before waking up, and there is occasionally a wider softness as you exhale and inhale.
Su Xiaomu had a long dream.
In this dream, he seems to have been stepping on marshmallows......
Wrong......
It should be said that he seems to be buried in a marshmallow......
Lukewarm.
Fragrant.
Soft.
Such as jade.
The human body that has not woken up, all the movements tend to be instinctive, feeling the confusion of the fingertips, Su Xiaomu's subconscious, very much hopes to explore more knowledge.
The fingertips can't wait to go up and down, and look around.
First, the index finger of the right hand......
This is followed by the middle finger......
Then there is the ring finger......
Then there's the little thumb......
Finally, a slightly thicker thumb......
Then the left hand, which felt completely crushed in the clouds, moved up and down, left and right......
The range of action is a little larger.
It was at this time that the whole right hand felt a little bit of indignation in a wider range of gentleness, and it seemed that it was particularly dissatisfied with being oppressed.
Even if he is very weak in Wuzhi Mountain, he struggles to burst out of complete indignation.
It gives the five fingers and the extra touch of the palm rubbing.
In the same way, the left hand, which was buried in the clouds, felt the direct, direct, and powerful oppressive force of the two mountains.
“???”
Su Xiaomu's whole person was confused at this time.
Where am I?
Who am I?
What am I doing?
His eyes struggled for a long time, and finally opened them slowly, and Su Xiaomu slowly wanted to find a trace of familiarity.
And then......
Even if it's just a stupid dick who hasn't lived overnight, he feels the true position of his two hands......
One on the right, grip the abundance.
One on the left, held by abundance......
What happened yesterday?!!
Why, now I sleep with Soho Mandai, and it's still in such a close-fitting, intimate, messy position, is this the so-called Cheng @ person ceremony?
The joke is too big......
Huh~
Enjoin~
Su He woke up slowly, hummed an untoned low hum in his nasal voice, and his beautiful big eyes slowly opened, facing Su Xiaomu's shocked, confused, and even more confused eyes.
Following Su Xiaomu's line of sight, Soho 'finally' noticed that something was wrong.
Silently and quietly looked at Su Xiaomu, and carefully felt Su Xiaomu's restless hands.
With a delicate, more delicate, murmuring, intoxicating voice, she said softly, "One night, it's not enough~......"
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Broken bowl, a change today.