The achievements of all are like the ancient ruins of Athens. With the passage of time, the glorious past is finally in ruins.

The Western Capital, changed back to its original name. The signboard outside the suburbs was too late to be replaced, and the portrait of Yamucha was hung with graffiti and dust. Satan, a new hero is rising, the front line of the tide never waits for anyone, the big waves wash the sand, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Closed, the front of the Yamucha Mansion is bleak and deserted. In a blink of an eye, the giant LED that used to play itself 24 hours a day has been replaced by someone else. Breaking the door, fortunately, the water and electricity have not stopped, and Yamucha took the long-lost elevator. Looking down on the city from above, the familiar scenery, everything that once belonged to you, real and unreal.

It seems to be a sense of reproach for stealing, too many memories, Yamucha is familiar and unfamiliar, and there are mixed feelings.

keys to open the door to your office. It's still a luxurious layout, with palatial chandeliers shining with golden light, and pure black elongated sofas that shine brightly, everything is completely different from the cold and bleak of the building. Leather shoes creak against the spotless, high-grade wooden floor. Yamucha was stunned in her heart, she didn't know that after she left, there were still people who were reluctant to give up on her...

Who? It can't be Bulma, right?

With a strong curiosity, I walked away gently, and the curtain opened little by little. I saw that on the boss chair where I often sit, there was a person who was exactly the same as myself. On another look, a woman in a secretarial uniform, standing aside with a clip, provoking her blonde hair, reported to the man.

Quietly, Yamucha held her breath and quietly hid by the glass door outside the inner room, watching her every move.

Lan Qi reported to work as always, and her neat uniform remained unchanged. Yamucha knew that this was just self-directed, and Bulma had already told herself that the police department had stopped contacting her for a long time, and society was so realistic. However, Yamucha doesn't know whether the bad relationship with Lan Qi should be or not.

Once upon a time, another world far away. For the sake of martial idiot Tianjin rice, she ran all the way, infatuated and single-minded, which made Yamucha laugh at that time. At that time, Yamucha thought to herself, this kind of woman is really stupid.

Time changes dramatically, and Yamucha, who has gone through vicissitudes, faces such a Lan Qi, and doesn't know what to do...

For a long time, the blonde Lanki finally finished reporting to the dummy, who was exactly the same as herself, and suddenly stood speechless. Suddenly, the clip slipped from between his arms, and he hugged the dummy Yamucha tightly with both hands, and couldn't help crying loudly. Who said that feelings have no power, a heavy hammer is stuffy, a cry is chaotic, and in an instant, the overwhelmed dummy is shattered.

Stupidly, slowly, Lan Qi leaned down, picked up the expired documents, stopped crying, and choked up:

"Bastard Yamucha, just ran away, am I not satisfied enough for you?"

Picking up the loose leaves and shredded paper on the ground, he remembered the quarrel with Bulma that day, and couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed:

"It's really a male goat full of commotion, and your mother is definitely not good... Hehe... However, she was right, what am I like this, I know that in your heart, I will always put her first... I'm so stupid..."

Holding the head of the dummy, a tear washed the beautiful jade-like face of the moon. Wiped his eyes, continued to clean up, and suddenly, the dog's tail grass from somewhere gently brushed his nose.

Not good. This is Lan Qi's psychological defense, she doesn't want to become a purple-haired girl, because for the fragile one, she must be tortured.

"Ahh

Crisply. Her eyes regained their clarity, her body softened, Lan Qi covered her face, and the pain in her heart burst out, holding something, crying loudly, and shouting in her heart:

"I'm a slut, Bitch! It must be because of me, Yamucha is gone, if you really love him, it should be me who is gone! Lankie, how depraved and selfish I am... I knew it in the Turtle Immortal House, he loved Bulma..."

The long and smooth hair, the fingers are removed, and the green silk is like a mountain spring. The butterfly hairpin on the back of her head was a gift to her that Christmas. See things and think about people, and meet injuries. Yamucha understands her abusive nature, and how many people she has hurt after all... It's really a dog that can't change eating. However, Yamucha still felt distressed, knelt down and hugged her tightly with both hands, letting her tears soak her chest...

The sound of rain came from Lan Qi's heart. Chu Chu's pitiful appearance touched Yamucha's heart, and she said softly in her ear:

"Your Yamucha is back, little Lanqi, don't cry... I've always been..."

Whether this is right or not, Yamucha doesn't think about it at the moment. At least, treat the person who truly loves you, and you can't hurt her anymore. He knew her stubbornness well, no matter what time and space she was in.

The crying stopped, and Lan Qi looked up like a dream. At this moment, it should be in a dream, I don't know how many times I called, and miraculously finally met my sweetheart. In the dream for a moment, the world vanished, there was no longer fear and condemnation, she only knew this one thing-

Love, everything is beautiful.

The four eyes are facing each other, the primitive desire and the soul emotions are intertwined, and the quiet world is only the touch of the tip of the tongue, longing for each other's touch. The friction of the body is the soul's desire for union, the fierce collision, and the emotional catharsis. The surging tide is the best gift God has given to mankind.

In the world of feelings, there is no right or wrong. If you like it, why care about others?

After landing, the two of them huddled tightly in the couch and wheezed, snuggling and inseparable. Whether it is good or bad, in Lan Qi's eyes, it is exactly all her favorite appearance.

The cold wind knocked on Lan Qi's soft back, and suddenly, she shouted, as if it was another orgasm.

"Get out of the way! Ahhh Ahh ”

A woman's heart is changing. Lan Qi, who has a dual personality, is even more embodied, driven by her blonde nature, she looks at the naked Yamucha under her, and her hand brushes over the intersection place, and she can't help but blush. got up quickly, grabbed his clothes, put them on, and viciously slapped Yamucha's high heels, scolding:

"You scumbag! Which woman have you gone to scourge again! It's okay, I don't want my career, I don't want my home! Then what are you doing with this shit! ”

While scolding, a sour mood appeared in her red eyes again. The scumbag attribute in the genes, Yamucha couldn't restrain it, walked over slowly, lifted her half-covered clothes, and put her lips on it. After a while, Yamucha said softly:

"I've wronged you... I remembered it all. Let's go and eat with me in a moment..."

With a slap in the face, Lan Qi sneered, picked up her clothes, and walked to the door. Quickly dressed, turned back to him, and said:

"To you? Are you dreaming, Yamucha? Do you really want to eat it all? Aren't you afraid that I'll really kill that slut you love the most in the capsule company? ”

Yamucha didn't have a clue, and it wasn't exactly impulsive before. A glimmer of fantasy that maybe she can get along with Bulma? After all, every man has such fantasies.

Cold words, a splash of cold water woke up Yamucha. I made a mistake again today...

"Huh? What about my**? ”

Disheveled clothes, only one lace lace on the ground**. Yamucha covered her head and knelt on the ground.

What a fate!