Chapter 19 Coughing up the spittle and wafting jasmine
Zhuo Yang and Ryshakova, two males and women with evil intentions, went to a place where no one was, and slowly arrived in the front yard of the villa, where they sat on the railing of the porch. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Ressa, you're so beautiful tonight......" Zhuo Yang's opening remarks were very clichΓ©.
"Thank you, Zhuo. You played fantastic today. Ressa was also inexplicably a little nervous, like a junior high school girl.
Zhuo Yang: "......"
Ressa: "......"
Two people who are a little nervous, and the topic highlights the coldness.
Maybe today's starlight is a little ambiguous, maybe it's the lure of the last quarter moon, maybe it's the beer that strengthens the courage of the teenager. Zhuo Yang suddenly leaned over and pecked at Ressa's lips, and then even he himself was a little stunned, not even feeling the softness of Ressa's lips.
"Ressa, I'm ......" Before Zhuo Yang's words could be spoken, Ressa gagged her lips.
A warm object was attached to his lips, and a moist touch came from between the lips, and between the gentle rubbing, his lips were gently swallowed.
The cup moved the cherries slightly, and the saliva was lightly wafting jasmine.
The lips of the two people rubbed against each other, gently sucking each other's lips, and their breaths were full of each other's body fragrance. The soft tip of his tongue gently pushed his teeth open, and then, a fragrant tongue drilled into his mouth, groping around in his mouth, making him involuntarily suck gently, and use his tongue to caress the intrusive softness.
After a while, he began to take the initiative to invade, and his tongue slipped into her mouth, where it was immediately tightly wrapped and entangled with her retracted fragrant tongue.
Gently and slowly twist and wipe and pick up, and the throat spring flows down to the beach
The intermittent warbler is slippery, and silence is better than sound at this time
(Sins and sins, Bai Gong must not get angry from the grave.) The article has been full of pedestrians' ears, and Siqing was stunned for a while. Bai Gongju is easy to live forever! οΌ
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Ressa held Zhuo Yang's face with both hands, and carefully tasted Zhuo Yang's lips and tongue with her eyes closed, extremely gentle. But Zhuo Yang's hand didn't know where to put it.
Every man who has ever had experience knows that when a man kisses for the first time, there will be no place for his hand to fit, as if it were superfluous.
However, experienced men later knew that the best place to put the palm of the hand when kissing is the other person's chest.
O miraculous Creator, what a harmonious configuration!
Every experienced man knows that when kissing for the first time, a certain part of a man's body will be hard and hot!
Zhuo Yang is inexperienced yet, and is being slowly pulled by Ressa, immersed in his first kiss. He was enjoying the numbness on his lips like an electric shock, and he was enjoying the feeling that his brain had lost the ability to think like it was deprived of oxygen.
This kiss is long and lingering, this kiss is warm and tender, this kiss is drunk and lost.
The crescent moon is as light as a hook, hovering in the dark night sky, and the canal water reflects a silver light. There was not a breath of wind in the sky, the shady trees cast long, ghostly shadows, and the glimmer of stars fell through the gaps in the leaves on the silent lovers.
Time seemed to have frozen, and it was as if they had kissed for a century.
Gradually, the breathing of the two people became rapid, and the stirring between their lips and tongues gradually became intense. Some of them are no longer satisfied with the tenderness of kissing and begin to crave more demand.
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Something didn't happen that night.
Mark drank too much, the art students of the five-horse spear vomited and flowed, and a group of professional players with five big and three thick couldn't help but be stunned and obviously wanted to drink with their lives. Zhuo Yang had to put on the brakes with Reshakova, first asking Mertesacker and his girlfriend Cheryl to send Reshakova back to the University of Music, while Zhuo Yang stayed in the piggy's mansion and took care of the automatic fountain of the marker, which was obviously no longer suitable for moving. And the amount of liquid he squirted far exceeded the volume of the wine he drank, which made people worry that he had liquefied all the brains.
The teammates were full of wine and food, and they slowly dispersed unsatisfied.
Zhuo Yang served Mark like a child, and after finally no longer erupted, he changed Mark into a pig's clothes, washed his face and feet, and at this moment Mark was like Zhuo Yang's son.
Little Pig watched Zhuo Yang do all this with interest: "You buddy is too fierce, you know, our group of people made him scared, Ricardo made him dare not speak German, and he pretended to be Italian who couldn't understand him." Carl was pushed around the pool by your buddy, you know, this guy chased after him and shouted 'Mom is done drinking, keep the fish', hahahahaha, you taught it, right? Hahaha, I love this guy! β
Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about, you can't come over to help, hurry up!" β
The two of them worked together to get Mark, who was as soft as noodles, to the big bed in the guest room, put a large glass of water on the side of the bed, and stuffed the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and then let out a sigh of relief. The two of them chatted and bragged on the sofa in the hall for a while, and slowly, tiredness hit, and they fell asleep on the sofa.
All night, Zhuo Yang was drunk in the first time in his dream, and he didn't even notice a text message he received on his mobile phone.
"It's about to leave for the troops, the team is being assembled, and the brand new uniforms fit perfectly. I will definitely get ahead, because I am a man who is destined to be a general! Zhuo Yang, you should take care of yourself in a foreign country, and I hope that we will all be proud of each other in the future. -- Nine Mountains"
Jiushan finally started his military career, which was also his dream all along.
Jiushan is going to a meritorious army of the Republic, which originated from the Pingjiang Uprising, and in the following 70 years, it fought in the south and the north, and made great achievements. Whether it was the War of Resistance behind enemy lines on the Long March, in southwest Shandong, or the conquest of Liaoshen in the War of Liberation, and the world-famous resistance battle in Korea later, it is enough to declare the profound heritage and courage of this army.
Later, this elite division became the first army group to be reorganized for the republic, and it was stationed near the capital. It has the most advanced weapons, equipped with the most cutting-edge equipment, and has various elements such as infantry, armor, artillery fire, air defense, army aviation, parachute, special warfare, electronic countermeasures, etc. This unit has always been the trump card of the aces of our PLA, and the first class of the first class.
A respected marshal once named him, and famous military writers wrote touching works for him, which became student texts. Countless poets have praised him, and countless teenagers have worshipped him.
Jiushan can join such a force, which can be said to be the fulfillment of his wishes.
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Early in the morning, Mark Venster woke up with a bewildered face, and he couldn't remember where it was, and the stupid boy was so drunk that he had lost his memory. However, the advantage of being young is that the body recovers quickly, and after a hangover, you can sleep a night and immediately come back to life.
Changing into washed and dried clothes, Marla held the hand of the little pig Schweinsteiger and thanked him a thousand times, eager to burn incense and worship the handle.
After breakfast, Zhuo Yang and Mark said goodbye to the piglets. It's Monday, and they have an open class in the morning.
Madibourg Club on the Peninsula, President's Office. Coach Jurgen Klopp is talking to Chairman Angus Mullen.
"Angus, I think I've made it very clear that the club should start contract extension talks with Zhuo as soon as possible to increase his weekly salary." Klopp said it solemnly.
"But Jurgen, Zhuo Cai signed a contract for a month, do you have to change the contract now?" The Chairman was hesitant.
"Trust me, Angus." Klopp gave his reasoning. 'There's no doubt about a club like Madiburg that you can't stay forever, he's too good. However, we can get enough profit from him. β
"You're saying it's possible that other teams have their eye on him and will poach him?"
"There is no doubt about it, those big clubs will swarm like hyenas that smell fish, and take Zhuo away by any means necessary, and we have no way to refuse." What Jurgen Klopp said is a very real problem, small clubs will poach in the face of big balls, and there is no way to do it. "I even believe that there are already clubs that have taken action."
"So, what we need to do now is not to stop Zhuo from leaving, we can't stop it. What we have to do is to minimize the losses caused by Zhuo's departure. I think it would be a good option to increase the contract and increase the transfer offer. β
If Zhuo Yang is poached by other clubs, in the face of Zhuo Yang's current part-time contract, the other party only needs to pay a very small price, or even take Zhuo Yang away for free. After changing the contract, the big clubs will have to spend money in Madibo's interest, so a large transfer fee will allow Madiporough to find good replacements in the transfer market.
"How much is it appropriate to raise it to? Zhuo's salary alone is nothing, but I have to think about the salary balance of the whole team. β
'I would suggest that he be given a contract above the maximum salary for the youth team, even at the level of a first-team substitute. Trust me, Angus, it won't be long before you renew your contract with Zhuo soon. "Klopp has strong faith in Zhuoyang.
"Well, I'll think about it seriously." After Klopp left, Chairman Mullen fell into deep thought.
Madiburg FC is in the third division, and it is a small club, and its market appeal is very weak, so it is difficult to develop commercially, which is also ranked low in the third division. The club's main source of income is the ticket revenue on match days. But the small area of Victor Stadium, not to mention the fact that the first-team performance has reached the bottom, the box office appeal is getting worse, and this piece of income has also shrunk significantly.
There are many such small clubs in Germany, and indeed in Europe, and it is impossible to survive if they rely only on meager commercial development and box office revenues, unless the team owners recklessly carry out a large number of blood transfusions over a long period of time. The trick for these small clubs to survive is to develop young players, then sell them to big clubs, and then use the transfer fee to develop more young players, forming a virtuous circle. Madiburg FC has also relied on this operation to persist in this way.
The first team have had a poor year and if they are relegated next season, it will be difficult to attract promising young players in the fourth tier of the northern league. So, this year anyway, we have to find a way to relegate. The Mullen owner's ideals, on the other hand, would be to have the first team in the second division and the youth team in the fourth division, so that they would be attractive enough to attract the likes of Bastian Schweinsteiger, Ricardo Montolivo and Nicol de Jong. Of course, Zhuo Yang is an exception. Let the club become a continuous talent conveyor belt for the big club, and bring enough sustainable money and profits to the club.
Alas, the key is the results of the first team, and in comparison, the renewal of a child's contract is a small thing.
Thinking of this, Chairman Mullen picked up the phone: "Sylvia, you go and tell Stanley Fox to come to me." β
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Because yesterday was the competition day, after the open class this morning, the team rested in the afternoon and did not train, Zhuo Yang went to the piano room to practice alone.
There are many piano rooms at the University of Music Hannover, some of which are very large, with a hall of three or four hundred square meters, with more than a dozen upright pianos. Zhuo Yang likes to come to this room, which is a small piano practice room of about 40 square meters, two grand pianos are placed opposite each other, and the light milky white pine floor, perhaps because of the years, occasionally makes a slight 'creaking' sound when stepping on it. The walls are covered with turquoise patterned paper, and portraits of great masters such as Beethoven and Liszt are hung at intervals. The classical chandeliers made by wrought iron are complex and graceful, and they are very textured. In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, a crimson velvet curtain hangs.
Zhuo Yang is the only one in the piano room today, it is a good time to practice the piano in late autumn, but he can't fully concentrate in his mind, always thinking about Ryshakova, thinking about last night's first kiss in the dark.
Ressa is twenty-two years old this year, the peach is ripe, the whole person exudes the charm and temperament of a mature woman, she herself is even more readable, coupled with a rather good appearance and sexy figure, she can be regarded as the top stunner on the earth. Compared with her, the seventeen-and-a-half-year-old Zhuo Yang is still a teenager, young and ignorant in love, a little reserved and a little longing, a little shy, and a little anxious. Zhuo Yang knew very well in his heart that Reshakova was five years older than him and was a little 'old', but this was not a big deal in the eyes of a young man who was full of anger in estrus.
Spring is the season when animals come into heat. And the whole four seasons are the season when young men and mature women are in heat.
Anyway, I couldn't practice, so I made a phone call and dragged Ryshakova, who was in class, to the piano room.
Ryshakova sat side by side and listened to Zhuo Yang play the piano for a while, and with last night's experience, the two dog men and women naturally sucked together again and continued this sport of exchanging saliva with each other.
This time, Zhuo Yang tasted a lot more carefully, he slowly groped every corner of Ressa's lips with his tongue, and gently counted her teeth with the tip of his tongue. The two of them began to absorb each other, from light to heavy, and from time to time there was a hint of shiny light between their lips. The shaking of their heads gradually increased, and their lips changed from rubbing to gnawing. Breathing began to become heavy, thoughts were a little blurry, and only instinct gradually replaced consciousness.
Ressa held Zhuo Yang's face with both hands and kept stroking it. His right arm was on her back, but there was nowhere to put his left.
The considerate woman asked him softly in the gap between her lips, "Do you want to touch my breasts?" β