The fate of the macho man and the macho woman is that the two of them first drank most of the wine at home, and then the two of them took advantage of the drunkenness and fought in bed for ten rounds, and finally tamed Zhao Ji into an obedient lamb in the middle of the night, and the next morning the head **oos Director Zhang called seventeen or eighteen times, and the hour hand of the wall clock had pointed to eleven o'clock at noon, and only at midnight did he drag his body with back pain and leg cramps, and barely got up. As for Zhao Ji, he said that he was reluctant to get up in bed even if he said anything.

Midnight lowered his head and left a kiss on Zhao Ji's mouth and walked out of the door. After leaving in the middle of the night, Zhao Ji slowly got up and cleaned up the palm-sized blood stains that she and Midnight had deliberately ignored at night.

The two have been together as colleagues for four years, and Zhao Ji has never heard Midnight talk about his parents and relatives, nor has he heard Midnight talk about his childhood. But Zhao Ji can feel that Midnight is now using fraternity and zuo love to cover up his lack of love.

Looking at the sheets that represented that he had lost his virginity, Zhao Ji was silent for a long time before he said softly: "Midnight, what kind of woman can make you really let go of your defenses, accept her wholeheartedly, and let her really enter the depths of your heart?" ”

When night fell again, and when he returned to his room with more than a dozen bottles of spirits in the middle of the night, Zhao Ji had already left.

In the bed where they once indulged, Zhao Ji had changed a new sheet, full of cigarette butts, wine bottles and used condoms, the room worse than the pig's nest was cleaned up by her, and in the kitchen that had not been used for more than a year, the liquefied gas stove completely clogged by oil smoke and a large pile of dishes, chopsticks and dishes with dry rice grains were sorted and sorted after washing. On the glass window of the light signable, you can feel the care and warmth left by Zhao Ji at midnight.

Next to the pillow, Zhao Ji left a letter and a brochure of a travel agency with a ticket in it.

opened the letter in the middle of the night, and the words written by Zhao Ji were like her surname, Long Feifeng danced with the strength of a male surname, but when she tasted it, there were wisps of soft surnames.

"Midnight, I'm finally your woman! I always wish I could be your last companion and your true love. You are the most flamboyant and rebellious mutant in the eyes of others, but I always find the shadow of loneliness behind your smile. You drank as hard as you could, you ignored organizational discipline, you indulged yourself, I don't know if you calculated, but I clearly remember that in the four years that we were colleagues, you have changed 125 girlfriends! And that's not even counting the one-night stand you had, the girls I don't know. Every time I see you carrying another girl away, I especially hope that that person is me. But I'm glad that it wasn't me, because I wanted all the affection of the midnight, not a night of indulgence, or a lover who would lie in the same bed only when they needed each other's physiology. Maybe there are a lot of people who have this kind of relationship, but I find myself very conservative and I really can't do it!

I've heard people say that women with big brains have very vigorous maternal surnames. Perhaps, I belong to this kind of woman with a strong maternal surname, so what I want to do most is to hold the sad you in my arms, soothe your anxiety and helplessness, and tolerate your child-like naughtiness. However, yesterday I saw that you were so intimate with Tang Xiaolan, who was only sixteen years old, that I finally couldn't control my jealousy and pushed myself into your bed.

Even if I am drunk, when I am zhan by you, I still can't help but wonder, can I get the love of midnight, can I use my body and feelings to open your heart knot, and become the first woman to enter your heart.

But......

When you got up this morning and kissed me almost routinely, I knew I had failed! I don't know what you've been through in your life to be so cynical, but I do know that I'm too weak to touch the hard cocoon you've already knotted in your heart. Weak enough that even if you have a crush on me, even if you will have a trace of pity for me, the woman who handed over the first ye to you, you will still be a public lover who fights for love, and you are still a man who uses affection to hide his lack of affection.

Such feelings...... I don't want it!

I don't regret giving my first hand to a man I like, but I will never allow myself to share a man with hundreds of women! I also have my own pride and dignity, since I already know that I have failed, I have to lose frankly, I have to lose openly!

So, what happened last night should be regarded as a chun's dream between us! Now that I've woken up from my dream, I'm leaving! I think now I should finally be able to face myself squarely, try to date other men, find someone who is right to me, and who can be good to me wholeheartedly, and enter the palace of marriage together!

Goodbye, I belong to the girl's dream, and the girl's love! ”

Looking at the text message in front of me, Midnight was silent.

Zhao Ji is a good woman, maybe he will never find a better woman than her in his life. But, as she said, she couldn't get into the depths of his heart. There is no reluctance in feelings, and there is no reason to talk about it.

In the middle of the night, I picked up the advertising sheet of the travel agency with a ticket, and under the ticket, there was a short sign left by Zhao Ji: "I guess when you come back, you have already started the eighteenth suspension inspection in the past four years." Zhang **oos will never let go of a god like you who can guard all directions for him and suppress the little ghosts from daring to be a little presumptuous, but he still can't run away from a month's long vacation. Anyway, you're fine, why don't you go out for a walk, I've already set up a tour for you tomorrow, so it's better than you get drunk every day, and really go and eat the sixteen-year-old girl in a drunken daze! Even if you take care of my fragile mind, you can't drag another little girl to the bed where we used to be intimate in a few days, and do your piston exercise, right?! ”

Midnight looked at the ticket in his hand with a wry smile, not to mention this Zhao Ji, he really has the demeanor of a good wife and mother. You can go up to the hall and enter the kitchen, and she is a fierce woman during the day and a slut at night.

put the ticket in his pocket and put it intimately, and thought in his heart: "Otherwise, when I come back from this trip, I will really try to get along with Zhao Ji?" ”

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