Chapter 32: The Theism of the Cannon God
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"The difference is in the temperature, the humidity and the meatiness. But in essence, it's just a desire for a few seconds of pleasure (harmony). Zhang Shibo paused, and when everyone had almost taken notes, he continued, "Actually, I prefer to watch movies and masturbate than to play (harmony) cannons." ”
The voice of this was not loud, but after hearing it, the black people in the dormitory were in an uproar.
"No, I've been masturbating for so many years, and I'm sick. ”
"How can your hands be as comfortable as a girl?
"Don't be noisy, what is noisy, noisy, listen to the lecture of the god of fire quietly!"
The lit cigarette flickered in the dormitory, Zhang Shibo's eyes were full of affection, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, and he slowly said something that everyone couldn't refute.
"It's hard to be a girl. They will never be as beautiful, sexy, and seductive as they are in the film. Most of the cannon (harmony) friends who have been cannon with me have boobs around the b cup, the c is considered big, and the women in the film are extremely plump. At this point, the pieces are completely victorious. Zhang Shibo said.
"You can't ask too much, after all, the average cup of our Chinese girls is only A+, if you look for a daughter-in-law according to the performance in the film, then don't want to get married in this life." Feng Ruizhi said.
"Relatively speaking, the gap between the ass in reality and the inside of the film is not too big, so this can be considered a draw. Next, I'm going to talk about the reality of the film. Zhang Shibo looked around and smiled, "Has your girlfriend bitten you for you?"
"What do you mean by biting?" Chen Bin was puzzled.
"You take it apart and pronounce it. ”
Chen Bin thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
"It turned out to be a!" Chen Bin said.
"Most of the friends I have come into contact with are reluctant to help me bite, they feel very dirty and disgusting, and even if they do, they will be perfunctory like rushing homework. And the actors in the film not only have excellent ventriloquist skills, but also do a lot of homework in terms of eyes. In the industry, this kind of confused and ecstatic gaze has a special title called 'thinking into the wrong'. ”
"I've even been in contact with some friends who don't like to bite me, but want me to lick their abalone. Although I also like to watch the (harmonious) abalone films, but if you go into battle yourself, it won't feel fun at all. ”
Zhang Shibo stopped, took a puff of cigarette and continued: "When it comes to real combat, first, the condom is the worst invention, but you must wear it. ”
"yes, it's not good if you get pregnant. Feng Ruizhi said self-righteously.
"Wrong, because it's different from the pieces, it's really poisonous!"
As soon as this remark came out of the dormitory, it exploded again, and the discussion was endless, which was even more lively than arguing about a math problem in high school. Wang Xiaofan thought to himself, if these brutes put half of their energy into studying this thing, then they wouldn't be forced to all kinds of surprise reviews at the end of the semester.
"Second, the missionary is in the worst position. Because after lying down, even girls with big breasts will flatten. You can't see the buttocks, you can't touch the buttocks. None of my cannon (harmony) friends like because they want to watch you. So, when you do it, it's like a coolie, they lie down and enjoy it, and they can even listen to songs and eat snacks, and you can only work it, and sometimes you can wear your waist down. ”
When he heard this, Wang Xiaofan, who was not interested, was also a little interested.
Jiang University has a sex education course for college students, but the things taught in the class are too written and have no practical effect.
"Dreaming! In reality, it is impossible! They won't let you get a, so you can only obediently leave your children and grandchildren in the condom. So, think about it, which is better? Is it to be a hard-working farmer uncle in reality, or to indulge in a fantasy world, where you can have any beautiful women you want, and what tricks you want to play?"
"Damn, Cannon God, I want to make a shot of what you said now. Is reality so vulnerable?" Feng Ruizhi said with a slight disappointment. He was the one who wanted to hand over his virgin membrane the most out of all.
"No, it ultimately depends on the quality of your girlfriend. Judging from my many years of experience in playing (harmony) guns, Wang Xiaofan's girlfriend is very good. ”
Everyone looked at each other. Everyone knows that Wang Xiaofan is wonderful, so handsome and rich, but he found an ugly girl with a yin and yang face as his girlfriend. Why does the god of guns say that her girlfriend is good?
"Xiaofan, your girlfriend is definitely the best in the room. If ordinary women are boats floating in the lake, then Yang Chan is a luxury cruise ship sailing in the sea. If you, as the captain, can steer this ship well, you will definitely have unexpected gains. So, it's okay to be ugly, when you reach a certain level, you'll understand what you need. Zhang Shibo said with a smile.
Wang Xiaofan nodded and agreed.
Although Zhang Shibo is nicknamed "God of Fire", he has never attacked the people around him. A friend and his girlfriend had an awkward quarrel, and he also persuaded and did not persuade to separate. Zhang Shibo said this to Wang Xiaofan, it must be out of good intentions, afraid that he would get rid of Yang Chan one day.
"Finally, let me say one more thing. The highest level of pickling girls is not that I pick up girls, but that girls bubble me. The master is lonely!" Zhang Shibo picked up the cigarette again, looked up at a 45-degree angle, and smoked.
Since Zhang Shibo can successfully make a (harmony) appointment every time, then his luck must be good, right?
Wang Xiaofan took out the detector and scanned Zhang Shibo.
"Zhang Shibo's luck is fate: the cannon is monstrous. ”
"The artillery is monstrous: about (harmonious) artillery has a success rate of 99 percent. ”
Nima, this life is simply hanging to the sky! This life is absolutely coveted by a man with a flower (harmony) heart!
However, the people in this room can be regarded as in vain, and the success of the (harmony) cannon is not caused by experience at all, but all by luck.
……
Yang Chan walked a little unnaturally on campus. She had never worn high heels, and she felt that her heels were about to swell.
A gust of wind blew, and she hurriedly covered the miniskirt she had just changed into today. But it's still a little late, and there's a boy in the back who has already seen the T-shaped *** she wore today.
Yang Chan is simply a back killer. Viewed from behind, the slender thighs with thin white stockings make people feel suffocated. The boy, who had no immunity to Bai Si at all, trotted behind Yang Chan and patted her on the shoulder, wanting to talk to her.
After Yang Chan turned her head, she saw that it was a stranger, and she smiled habitually.
"Damn, !!!! the hell"
The boy was so frightened that he ran away. Looking at the speed of escape, it is not much better than that of Usain Bolt, the take-off man.
Yang Chan, who was stunned in place, took out the makeup mirror and took a photo, so frightened that she almost threw the mirror away.
In the mirror, a yin and yang face with a rich white foundation on his face reflected a miserable white luster in the sunlight, especially the bright red lipstick on his mouth, which was smeared too much, like the clown in Batman.
"Ma Li's aesthetic is too crazy. Yang Chan hung her head weakly.
That's right, this outfit is Ma Li's "Push to Wang Xiaofan's Fatal Temptation Suit" carefully created for Yang Chan, the clothes are really good, but this makeup is too scary.
Yang Chan found a bathroom and washed her face. In the mirror, although only half of the face can be seen, it is much more pleasing to the eye than the face that is more scary than the ghost just now.
Walking to the basketball court in front of Qifen, seeing Wang Xiaofan waving to her in the distance, Yang Chan's heartbeat couldn't help but start to accelerate.
"Remember, walking should be twisted, the more twisted the better! Showy is sexy! What is the purpose of wearing a miniskirt with white silk? In order to let Wang Xiaofan see your T-**** As long as he sees it, I don't believe that he doesn't want to push you down!" Ma Li's words lingered in Yang Chan's mind and lingered.
"How do you have to distort it to be a showman?" Yang Chan, who had never been exposed to this knowledge since she was a child, was a little at a loss.
However, for the sake of her beloved boyfriend, Yang Chan gritted her teeth, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and began to twist.
A big bead of sweat oozed from Wang Xiaofan's forehead, he really didn't know what Yang Chan was doing.
This distortion is too exaggerated, isn't it?
Could it be that she has been practicing Yangge twisting recently?
That's a bit of a shame, isn't it?
"When I walked in front of Wang Xiaofan, I had to use a very little girl's voice to be coquettish. Boys love to hear this. It's best to shake your boobs a few more times after sprinkling. Milk (harmony) shakes or something, the boy can't hold it at all when he sees it!" Ma Li's tireless words came to Yang Chan's heart again.
Since the twist is twisted, it is not bad to take this step again.
The sound of heartbeat seemed to have covered up the noisy sounds around her, Yang Chan walked up to Wang Xiaofan, her lips trembled and said, "Fan...... Brother Fan. ”
The voice is very sweet, but when you hear it, you can tell that it is forcibly pretended. After finishing speaking, Yang Chan twisted her chest a few times very awkwardly.
The sip of soda in Wang Xiaofan's mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, and when he heard Yang Chan call him "Brother Fan" in such a greasy voice, he couldn't hold back, and the water squirted out.
"Poof~~~~~"
The soda sprayed Yang Chan's face, and Wang Xiaofan hurriedly took out a tissue to help her clean up.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it just now. While laughing and wiping the water on Yang Chan's face, Wang Xiaofan was about to laugh out of tears.
"If the first two steps don't tempt Wang Xiaofan, then learn the fake fall of the national football team! Remember, the butt must be facing Wang Xiaofan, and you must let him see your 'sincerity'. Since she had already done such a shameful thing, Yang Chan felt that it was better to simply do everything Ma Li told her.
"Oops! I tripped up!"
Yang Chan's words were as stiff as reading lines, she lay down on the ground slowly, and pouted her plump (harmonious) buttocks towards Wang Xiaofan.
"Black ......"
Although this trick is extremely clumsy and full of flaws, Yang Chan's foundation is too good, and giving Wang Xiaofan a little sweetness will make his eyeballs almost explode.
However, Wang Xiaofan still pulled Yang Chan up, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you today? Why are you so neurotic?"
Yang Chan blushed from her face to her neck, and she regretted listening to Ma Li a little.
"I've said that I won't be coquettish and cute, but Sister Ma Li still wants me to do it. I hate it~~~~"
Yang Chan pouted and stomped her feet, her voice was very cute, and her appearance was extremely playful.
This stupid girl, and she still says that she can't be coquettish? Isn't this better than anyone else?
"Ma Li has never been in love herself, how can she have the experience to teach you? You, you're stupid!" Wang Xiaofan scratched Yang Chan's small nose dotingly.
Yang Chan lowered her head, not too embarrassed to look at Wang Xiaofan's eyes.
The sunshine was warm in the hearts of people, and a gust of wind blew, blowing up a trace of hair hanging down Yang Chan's ears. The blushing Yang Chan was like a lying child in Wang Xiaofan's eyes, which was pitiful.
Wang Xiaofan couldn't help but put his mouth up, wanting to kiss this angel.
Closer, closer.
Yang Chan's face was already hot like a boiling pot, she closed her eyes, waiting for the sweetness of that moment to come.
"Bang~~~"
After a loud bang, Yang Chan fell to the ground.
The basketball bounced several times around Yang Chan before stopping.
"Nima, the reincarnation of the god of decay is worthy of its name!" Wang Xiaofan said secretly in his heart.
But when the owner of the basketball came over, Wang Xiaofan's face darkened.
He knew that Yang Chan's knockdown by the basketball was by no means a matter of luck, but a deliberate act by the person in front of him.
(This chapter can also be called "My Little Chanchan Can't Be So Cute"!)