Chapter 706: Brother Righteous and Good Brother
"Duck, hold your sister Ba up."
In fact, it was Barbara who was holding Pato, and the duck's hand was rubbing against her buttocks, and he thought Zhuo Yang didn't see it. Although Barbara was not drunk, she was already in high spirits under the stimulation of alcohol, and she was also in high spirits by the claws of the duck.
Zhuo Yang took the two of them out of the back door and left the 'fancy dress', got in the car and went straight to the place booked in advance. Pato's hand in the back seat was still sneaking around, and Barbara was staring at Zhuo Yang with playful eyes.
It's not far, it's there in a while. This is a very private and stylish Japanese-style guesthouse, and it is also an excellent place for many dignitaries and celebrities in the city of Milan to have fun. Zhuo Yang had booked a single-family courtyard a few days ago, and three people, one pretending to be drunk, one intoxicated, and one drunk, walked in.
Although there is no chaotic music and sultry lighting, the quiet atmosphere here is obviously more ambiguous, and everyone knows what they are doing here, not to mention that Zhuo Yang has also prepared a weapon of indulgence here-rice wine.
That day at San Siro, Lord Alex Ferguson's drunkenness inspired Zhuo Yang, and in order to get out of it under the nose of Barbara, who had a good amount of alcohol, rice wine was an excellent choice.
People who have never drunk rice wine are very easy to fall for it, because the rice wine is mellow and sweet in the mouth, and there is no spicy stimulation of baijiu at all. You will get drunk when you drink a sip of white wine, but the taste of rice wine is soft and long, and the well-behaved appearance hides the danger deeply. Rice wine is drunk, and everything is already too late.
Since ancient times, rice wine has been an excellent tool used by men with ulterior motives to harvest women from good families, and it has been the case until now. Because rice wine can not only be intoxicating in a silent place, but also aphrodisiac, and the wide clothes are so smooth and considerate.
What is more powerful than rice wine is warm rice wine; What is even more powerful than warm rice wine is that it is mixed with other wines in the stomach.
As soon as she entered the room and sat on the tatami mats, Barbara took off her coat, and the tight, low-fitting lace corset made Ao Lei want to come out. Pato sat on the side, holding back the drunkenness and pretending to admire Boss Zhuo's warm wine, but his eyes kept peeking at the temptation over there.
Barbara was careless, not only did she think that Zhuo Yang had thought about it today, but she finally understood that love and desire were the most beautiful gifts that God gave to everyone, and she planned to indulge in joy tonight, but also arranged for Pato to accompany her very interestingly. In Barbara's view, this scene was a very ordinary thing, as ordinary as eating and drinking.
And she completely lost Zhuo Yang's vigilance to escape, because Zhuo Yang drank this fragrant glutinous soft drink from China with her, which she had never tasted. Even if there is a faint smell of wine, even if Zhuo Yang played a trick in the nightclub just now, Barbara knows that her alcohol is much deeper than Zhuo Yang, not to mention that she has been attracted by the mellow of rice wine.
After the four porcelain pots were empty, the three of them all looked like they were on top of the sperm, only Zhuo Yang was pretending. Although the rice wine was tempting, he originally only had soda in his stomach, which was naturally not enough to make him mess up.
Seeing that Pato and Barbara's eyes were dripping, and sensing that the fire was coming, Zhuo Yang pretended to pee and staggered and hid in the bathroom. Even if he was mentally prepared, but ten minutes later, he tiptoed out, but his head still 'banged', and the scenery on the tatami mat was already boundless and unsightly.
Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Zhuo Yang quietly left the spring-filled Japanese-style homestay and drove the car directly back to Lake Como. Late at night, his soul danced on the piano keys, and under the cherry blossoms and moon, he fought all night.
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The next afternoon, during the recovery training of the Milanello team, Pato, who was languishing with dark circles under his eyes, hurried to the time, and his legs were obviously a little weak. Last night's wind and moon were wonderful, although Duck and his first girlfriend were also in love, but how can Stephanie be comparable to Barbara at an absolute professional level in bed love, Duck is cool to every cell and every bone.
Of course, Pato knew that Barbara had a reputation for being naturally, and secretly he didn't miss out on fantasies. But there is a huge difference between his identity and Barbara, unless Barbara takes the initiative to signal, otherwise he will have the idea of not parting the sky, and he will never dare to make a move. But last night turned out to be a good thing, and after opening this opening, I will become a logical bed mate from now on. One small step for Barbara, one giant leap for Pato.
It's cool, and I want to continue to be cool, but the duck is worried and hooks his head to avoid Zhuo Yang. He knew in his heart that Boss Zhuo and Barbara had a very close relationship, and he thought that there must be that kind of relationship, and it was absolutely impossible not to have it.
I'm in trouble! Brother Zhuo kindly took me to drink and relax, but I took him on a woman, and he still had to beat me to death? Spare your life! God save me......
Zhuo Yang wanted to laugh when he saw the duck shrinking his head and shrinking his head, this kid was worried about something. So, he deliberately pretended to be angry, his face was gloomy, and he scared the duck even more so that his life hung by a thread.
Want to hide? There are no doors! Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the power room and the duck was sneaky and wanted to slip away, Zhuo Yang yelled at him: "Duck! How the do you dare to hide from me? Roll over to Lao Tzu!! β
With just this sound, Pato immediately knelt down on the spot, and his soul was frightened. "Brother Zhuo, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't hit me, please don't hit me......"
Zhuo Yang almost burst out laughing, but he still forced himself to hang his face: "Come here!" β
'Tom tom ......tom "Brother Zhuo spared me, I was wrong, I was wrong, Brother Zhuo spared me......"
"Look at your cowardice, get up!"
"I'm not up."
"If you don't get up, I'll kill you!"
As fast as he knelt down just now, Pato would get up as fast as he did now.
"I'm kind enough to invite you to drink, and you're playing such a game for Lao Tzu? Yes! β
"Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry, I'm too drunk to control it, why did you leave without saying a word? I ......"
"Can I not go? After pulling the, the two of you will be stacked together. I'm not going? Why don't you go and pull it out for you? Look at your little ass shaking, it's as fast as a fucking typewriter. β
"I was wrong, Brother Zhuo, I should die, I should kill, I am a ...... who kills a thousand knives"
couldn't go on, Zhuo Yangqiang couldn't hold back a smile and waved his hand suddenly: "Alasββ! Forget it, brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, who made Lao Tzu regard his brothers as bigger than the sky! Forget it, my brother is cool. β
Pato was dumbfounded, looking up at Zhuo Yang with his big mouth open, and tears welled up in his eyes for a moment: "Brother Zhuo......" His voice was trembling.
"Okay duck, I'm the big brother, no matter what my brother does, it's my big brother's fault. In the future, your sister will belong to you, who made you my brother? With extremely exaggerated body language, Zhuo Yanghao was angry.
Pato couldn't control it anymore, and cried out with a 'wow', and jumped up and hugged Zhuo Yang. "Brother Zhuo, Brother Zhuo! The duck is your brother all his life, and this life is yours of Brother Zhuo, wow~~~Wow~~~ Brother Zhuo, my good big brother, wow-"
Zhuo Yang kindly stroked the duck's hair, like a father loves his son.