Chapter 67: The Man with a Long Hymen
Wang Zihui was wearing a casual cheongsam and a knitted towel, and her professional style was deeply hidden, like a mature courtesan. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info eyes are a little mysterious and frivolous, as if seducing people and rejecting people thousands of miles away, exuding the intellectual beauty of a mature woman. Underneath the intellectuality, there is a hot and dry emotion surging silently.
Professor Zhuang said: "This is Mr. Wang Zihui from Far Eastern Book Media, you can show her the manuscript you wrote, and if you can package it and push it out." ”
I said, "Hello Mr. Wang," and she agreed with a smile.
"Xiao Zeng is a young man with dreams, they need someone to support, just like us before, everyone has such an experience and process, and I want you to take care of it." Professor Zhuang said.
"Teacher Zhuang is serious, of course it is incumbent on us to give young people a chance, don't worry, I will read Xiao Zeng's masterpiece well." Her voice was delicate. When I got closer, I realized that her face was covered with an inexplicable fox.
At this time, someone shouted "Lao Zhuang".
Professor Zhuang said, "You can talk casually, I'll go over first." ”
"Let's go." She looked at me and said.
I walked side by side with her along the path by the lake.
"Your speech in the morning was very wonderful, I didn't expect you to be young, care about the society, and burst with positive energy all over your body, I appreciate you very much." She said "positive energy" with her eyes fixed on my shoulder.
In the past few years, I have often played basketball and fitness in college, and I have trained my shoulders to be thicker and my chest muscles. Yuan Zheng once told me that a woman in her thirties and forties is like a wolf and a tiger, and when she encounters this kind of woman, she can't stop it at all without a few hard moves, and she is sucked dry in seconds after two or three strokes.
Maybe I'm thinking too much, and people may be looking at me when they're speaking out of politeness.
She suggested finding a place to sit. We sat down on the lawn by the lake, and when I handed it to her, she touched my hand and didn't mean to move away. I withdrew my hand and looked away. She chuckled softly.
She read my manuscript and exclaimed from time to time, "It's so well written, and it has reached my heart." ”
"Thanks for the compliment." I replied mechanically.
At the end, she sorted out the manuscript and stuffed it into her LV purse, and said, "Okay, come to my room at 12 o'clock in the evening, let's have a good chat, my room number is 8303." ”
"I ......," I was speechless for a moment.
"What's wrong, what's the problem?" There was something provocative in her eyes, and an ambiguous aura struck, "You think about it, I'll wait for you." ”
After saying that, she got up and left, leaving behind a strong smell of perfume that lasted for a long time.
The smell of this perfume is different from the cheap smell smelled when squeezing the bus and subway, thick but not greasy, like the smell of the wind blowing when the peach blossoms are full of branches in the town, only to find that there is a jade bracelet lying where she got up, and I hurriedly shouted: "Teacher Wang, your bracelet is lost." ”
She pretended not to hear and went straight in the direction of the hotel.
When I came back to my senses, I figured it out, and found that this woman seemed to be fucking seducing me just now.
I sighed, thinking to myself that it was no surprise that she was sexually appropriate at her age, and that I, a virgin, had no sexual experience, and certainly could not let myself go unchecked, sell my flesh, and destroy the faith I had held out for years.
I was faced with the most enticing dilemma I've ever made.
Sitting on the lawn, staring at the moth on the dogtail grass in a daze. According to Xu Guangping's recollection, Mr. Lu Xun sometimes sat in a chair without saying a word, staring at a place and meditating for a long, long time. What are you thinking? The future of the Motherland? Or the decline and fall of Asiatic civilizations?
And I'm thinking about whether or not to sell myself tonight.
It's called a seminar, to put it bluntly, it's a literati party, and this group of old men drank and bathed in the evening, and they went to the song, and they were able to toss, and they didn't go back to the hotel in the middle of the night.
I lay on the bed tossing and turning, looking at the jade bracelet that Wang Zihui deliberately fell, although I don't understand this thing, but this jade bracelet feels delicate to the touch, the color is bright, there are no impurities, I think it is a first-class color.
Chinese often say that "gold is priceless, jade is priceless", and the reason why jade is priceless lies in its cultural connotation and specificity.
It is said that someone hid an excellent piece of jadeite, but there was a small strip-like white flaw in the middle, which made this gentleman depressed, and it was a pity to abandon it to be tasteless and chicken ribs.
A smart man bought this piece of jade at a low price, and carved the small strip-shaped white on its body into a fat white silkworm, and the whole piece of jade looked like a silkworm was eating a green and tender mulberry leaf. The spirituality and value of this piece of jade have increased thousands of times, and the person who sold the jade was so angry that he cried and fainted in the toilet.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the princes of all parties and the rich second generation wore jade ornaments and forced them to wear jade clothes, flaunting themselves as benevolent gentlemen with "virtue". "The Book of Rites: Tamamo" also inserts a soft advertisement for jade: "The ancient gentleman must admire jade." As for the saying that "the gentleman has no reason, the jade does not go to the body" is even more perverted, as long as he does not die, the jade cannot leave the body.
Why did Wang Zihui throw me this piece of jade? Is it a token of appointment or a gentleman's agreement?
At 12 o'clock in the morning, I took the piece of jade to find Wang Zihui, because everyone went crazy and did not come back, the corridor was silent, and the ambiguous warm lampposts shone on the red carpet, which was a little weird, which reminded me of the scenes in "The Shining" - the empty corridor, the lonely lamentation, the ghost and Nicholson's nervous face.
When I came to 8303, I vaguely heard Marvin Gay's SexualHealing coming from inside.
Without hesitation, I knocked on the door, and Wang Zihui's delicate and soft voice came from the room: "Okay, wait a minute." ”
She opened the door and was stunned by what she saw. Wang Zihui was wearing a thin pink transparent pajamas, which hung empty and wore nothing.
The sturdy Ru room is like two small hills standing in front of me, and the pink ** is looming, this who is maintained like a young girl is looking at me with hot eyes at this time.
In addition to seeing a woman's carcass in wool and tertiary films, it is the first time in reality that a woman's body has been seen so clearly. I was really shocked. However, I can't take the next step like the male protagonist in the gross film and the tertiary film.
I didn't dare to look at her, she came to take my hand, I withdrew my hand, said "I'm sorry" and stuffed the jade bracelet into her hand.
Then, ran away.
When I returned to the room, my palms were sweaty, I couldn't sleep with the bedside lamp on, and I couldn't sleep with the lights on until dawn when I listened to the story of the wolf grandmother and zombies in my childhood.
I don't know if it's because of fear or curiosity, Wang Zihui's pair of plump Ru rooms kept shaking in front of my eyes, shaking and upsetting.
When it was almost dawn, I closed my eyes in a daze, and dimly felt someone writhing on me, I wanted to move, and my whole body stiffened, as if I had been injected with an anesthetic.
I finally opened my eyes with all my strength, and saw the naked Wang Zihui fluttering on my body, and the huge Ru room was like two living papayas swinging in front of my eyes. I wanted to push her away, but I couldn't.
Suddenly, her intoxicated face stiffened and turned into the hideous face of Nicholson in "The Shining" that poked through the crack in the door, and Lao Tzu was so frightened that his whole body convulsed, and he kicked his foot violently and woke up.
**'s nightmare is more terrifying than the wolf grandmother and zombies, and it made me not come back to my senses for a long time. Sexual fear, like the immortal sun following my skull.
I stuffed a pillow and lay down under me, looking at the table lamp, imagining the landscape of my childhood, imagining the carefree life of F4 in the mountains, and slowly, my heart calmed down, like a bird finding a nest.
**, for me at that time, it was like taking my head, let alone with a woman I didn't love, that was an even more unforgivable sin.
The author of the British "Sexual Psychology" believes that sex should be tried before marriage, just like in the Victorian era, and the size of the ** official should be tested.
I could not accept such opinions and theories, and I fantasized about giving my first wedding night to her whom I loved, soft and clean white sheets, rose petals and blues music, and the drunken red wine......
Therefore, at that time, Yuan Zheng often teased me and said: "You are a man with **." ”
He said that if you are looking for a virgin, you have to go to the kindergarten to make an appointment.
I said, don't wishfully think of the current girls as so cheap and dirty, and I didn't say that I want to find a virgin to marry, as long as we love each other, I keep it but don't impose this kind of thinking on the person I love.
Yuan Zheng had no choice but to sigh and say, since ancient times, literati have forced a lot of things.