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After she moved in, she made some simple arrangements to the room, such as changing curtains, changing bed sheets and so on. The color is mainly golden red, and the patterns are some peonies and phoenixes, revealing a trace of nobility in the generosity.

Zhang Leyi's boudoir is much fresher, mainly in pink tones, with girlish feelings at home. Meng Xiaodong's bedroom is very simple and neat, with opera props such as costumes and mustaches, and even a sword as an ornament.

As for Liao Yaquan, hehe, people do a full set of plays, and there are all kinds of progressive books in the house.

"It's so hot!"

Wanrong had fine sweat on her forehead, and turned on the electric fan as soon as she entered the house.

Outside the window, cicadas chirped, the white sun shone on the earth, and the air seemed to be distorted by the heat.

Zhou Hexuan walked over and drew the curtains, sat on the edge of the bed and said, "It's good to have air conditioning." ”

Wanrong sat down next to him and asked curiously, "What is the air conditioner?" ”

"A machine that cools down." Zhou Hexuan explained.

"There is such a machine, which country's new invention?" Wanrong was surprised.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "Air conditioning has been invented for more than 20 years, but it is basically used for cooling in factories and mines, and some movie theaters and large shopping malls abroad use air conditioning. ”

Private air conditioners are almost non-existent because they are too big these days.

Wanrong pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Zhou, you know so much. By the way, I'd like to hear you tell you stories from abroad. ”

"Have you heard the story of the Titanic?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

"What was the Titanic?" Wanrong asked rhetorically.

Zhou Hexuan said: "It's a boat. ”

"Then tell me quickly." Wanrong's body got closer and closer, almost leaning on Zhou Hexuan.

Zhou Hexuan hugged his graceful waist and began to tell the classic love story: "It was April 1912, the second year of the Xinhai Revolution in China, and the luxury passenger ship Titanic, known as the 'miracle of the world's industrial history', began its first voyage, departing from Southampton, England to New York, USA. The hero's name is Jack, a young and poor painter who, in a gamble at the docks, wins a ticket to the lower class......"

With the last of his strength, Jack pushed Ruth onto the plank, and he climbed up himself, but the plank could only bear the weight of a man...... The icy waters are devouring the lives of young painters. Ruth trembled and clenched Jack's hand, tears in her eyes that were about to freeze into ice. Two men and women who love each other, gazing at each other affectionately at the last moment of their lives......"

Jack felt that his time was running out, and he said to Ruth with a trembling breath: "It is the happiest thing in my life that I won the ferry ticket, and it is my luck that I can know you." Ruth, I'm satisfied. I have one more wish, and you must grant it. You have to live and not despair, no matter what happens, no matter how hard it is. Promise me, Ruth...... Promise me...... Be sure to do ......"

"I promise! Ruth broke down and wept bitterly. Jack's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and a lifeboat was searching the sea in the distance......"

Wanrong suddenly nervously asked, "They are saved, are they?" ”

"Yes, I was saved," Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly, "It was only Ruth who was saved, and she blew the whistle." And Jack had frozen to death before the lifeboat arrived. ”

Wanrong was silent for a long time before she said: "Ruth is happy, even if she dies, she can get true love before she dies." Instead, I hope that Ruth and Jack can both sink to the bottom of the sea and become a pair of outlaws who live and die together. ”

Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly, is this the difference between Chinese and Western cultures?

Wanrong suddenly hugged Zhou Hexuan tightly and said, "Brother Zhou, I don't know what love is, but when I am with you, I feel very relaxed and happy." ”

In the ghost weather of Tianjin summer, even if you sit indoors and blow an electric fan, you can sweat hot.

The bodies of lonely men and widows are separated by thin fabrics, and each other can feel each other's heat, and even a little bit of sweat.

Wanrong felt that the heat was unbearable, and the heat was not only a physiological reaction, but also an unspeakable desire born from the depths of her heart.

Zhou Hexuan held Wanrong's cheeks in both hands, lowered his head and kissed her red lips, and the two gradually fell on the bed.

The passionate and crazy wet kiss almost made Wanrong lose her ability to think, and subconsciously cooperated with the man's movements. It wasn't until her clothes were stripped off that she asked in surprise: "Brother Zhou, do you want to do something like a cave room?" ”

Zhou Hexuan did not speak, but answered with practical actions.

"I ...... What should I do? Wanrong asked stupidly, she had almost forgotten the teachings of the palace grandmother.

"You won't still be ......" Zhou Hexuan became more and more excited, and he remembered some kind of legend about Pu Yi.

This legend was confirmed by Pu Yi's last wife. They had not had sex together for several days after they had been married, and when the woman asked why, Pu Yi knelt down and begged his newlywed wife not to leave, saying that he could tolerate his wife finding another boyfriend. The couple immediately hugged and cried, comforted each other, and finally lived in harmony.

Nearly an hour passed.

The cicadas outside the window are still chirping, but the men and women inside are like steaming in a sauna, sweating profusely and sticky together.

Wanrong was tossed and weak, her face was still flushed, and she lay in the man's arms and smiled sweetly: "It turns out that the cave room is like this." ”

"Do you like it?" Zhou Hexuan asked caressingly.

"Well, it's quite comfortable," Wanrong said shyly, "I didn't expect to be a woman is actually very happy." ”

Zhou Hexuan hugged Wanrong and whispered love words in her ear, and after a while he got dressed and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

Approaching evening, Zhang Leyi had not yet returned from work on the radio, but Meng Xiaodong appeared unexpectedly.

"Didn't you have a show in Peking?" Zhou Hexuan asked in surprise.

Meng Xiaodong pursed his lips and kept laughing, laughing and laughing, and suddenly retched, covered his mouth and quickly ran to the bathroom.

Zhou Hexuan was a little confused, and an idea came to mind: You won't be pregnant, right?

Because Meng Xiaodong wanted to continue singing, although the two did not wear a condom when they snapped, they also deliberately contraceptive, so they did not move for a year.

When Meng Xiaodong came back from vomiting, Zhou Hexuan asked, "You have it?" ”

"Well," Meng Xiaodong smiled and nodded, "I wanted to vomit a few days ago, and I didn't take it seriously." It was my mother who found out and dragged me to see the doctor, who said it was Ximai. ”

"Whew!"

Zhou Hexuan breathed a sigh of relief, he had lived two lives, and it was the first time he wanted to be a father-to-be, and he was happy and stressed at the same time.

A bigger problem is in front of him - how to tell Zhang Leyi about this?

Before the wife had even passed the door, my aunt's belly was pregnant.