"Forget it."

I bow my head, sometimes people just have to bow their heads, otherwise they can't live their lives.

He slapped my hand heavily.

"Why forget it? Say, what's the matter? ”

I smiled weakly at him.

"Say it again."

I shook his hand back, and with a little effort on my hand, he responded to me with the same force.

"Okay!"

He smiled at me.

When the car arrived at the company, there was a pile of business to be dealt with, and there was a meeting in the afternoon when the hurricane came, and he and I were very busy. During the lunch break at noon, the two of them met again.

"I think it's best to inform your father about that."

I said as I opened the lid of the lunch box.

The topic got off to a bad start, and he put his chopsticks down and looked at me.

"Can you skip business at lunchtime?"

I smiled and looked up at him.

"You think it's business? I'll tell you about my family. ”

Zhang Ruolei's tense facial nerves finally relaxed in front of me, and he let out a long sigh and wiped his face with two hands.

"I wish it was over as soon as possible."

"Winter is coming."

"Huh?"

"Haven't you seen it? Game of Thrones. ”

"Mother of Dragons?"

"It's not. As long as people live, they have to face many people and things that they don't want to face. Life doesn't always give you what you want. Ever heard this phrase? For quite a long time, I relied on this sentence to survive. ”

He laughed again.

"Say, I thought you relied on me for your hardest days."

"Hmmm......"

I tilted my head in contemplation.

"Yes, too. It is impossible to deny your role, especially ...... What's inside, you're still pretty good. You know that short-lived happiness can make people forget a lot of things for a while. So some people will have a sick --- sex addiction. ”

Zhang Ruolei laughed even louder, it turns out that we can still bring happiness to each other, this discovery makes me feel incredible. I thought we really didn't have the means, the skills, the tricks or the heart to please each other anymore.

His laughter encouraged me in a way, and it was a long time since he and I had laughed like that.

I looked at him with a very serious expression.

"Maybe that's the kind of person you are...... You know. There is no other way to distract and deal with the excess boredom in my heart, so I need to keep orgasm. high, they need to keep high, let their bodies stay at that height forever, in order to ......"

I'll pause and phrase it carefully.

"Let's live."

"Are you telling me that you can't live without me?"

I stared at him with exaggerated amazement.

"You think so?"

I lowered my head and took a bite of food into my mouth.

"Don't say it, you --- it"

I looked into his eyes and spat out the last word clearly.

"Yes."

He looked at me, and something was crumbling between me and him, like a spring thunderbolt, startling the sleeping worms in the dirt, like ice

The disintegrating river surface has been rushing forward.

He lifted his hand, picked up a remote control on his desk and pressed a button, and the electric curtain of the glass partition in his office slowly closed. He came up, I put down my chopsticks, and he got closer and closer to me, so close that I could hear his heartbeat and breathing clearly.

I knew all the better, this man's body, everything, all the familiar feelings, like a bottle that had suddenly been unsealed, and from inside came a demon called desire, with his tall, stout body, covering me and all the sunlight above his head.

We danced in the dark, like birds that had found a home, whimpering with suppressed and joyful whimper.

To hell with all suspicion and speculation.

I heard my heart speak to me.

I want him, now.

I gasped, and every breath I breathed was like a spring cow, snorting heavily, with aggression and a recklessness to try to destroy everything.

Don't talk to a middle-aged woman about chastity, self-control, or loneliness. Their bodies don't answer, every pore and cell refuses to nod, and their blood is boiling with hot longing. Enough to scorch a vast expanse of the wasteland of spirit and flesh.

"It's too much. We. ”

He muttered.

"yes."

I responded, four lips strangled together, hating to eat each other into my stomach.

"It should be stopped."

"yes."

He hugged me, and neither he nor I would stop. I finally know what it means to be unstoppable.

He hugged me, the two of them stumbled, the door slammed, and he "snapped" inside with his backhand.

"It shouldn't be like this."

I gasped and searched for his eyes with my own.

He's always been in my eyes, and after a while, he'll be in my body. The thought was like wildfire, and I couldn't help myself.

"Husband."

"Huh?"

"Husband."

"Hmm."

"Don't."

"Don't want anything?"

His hand reached into the fibers of my clothes, as if he had suddenly taken a great interest in them, to explore their composition, only to suddenly discover that their existence was the greatest constraint between two people.

"Damn it."

Every word that came out of his throat was hot.

I tried to push him away, only to find out that it turned into pandering. With his head tilted slightly, he could see the incandescent light in the office, which was silently staring at us. It's so clear that every step we take next. Perhaps they need a crazy and confused noon time.

"Oh my God!"

I bit down on his ear.

"Give me the strength to refuse you."

"It's too late."

There were clear veins in his neck that burst into thick old bones.

Oh, God! Who can make two people at this moment sober up instantly?

Of course, no one dared to knock on the door, but someone dared to call.

"Your phone is ringing."

"No matter."

I pushed him again.

"No, in case it's urgent

This! ”

He sat back down on the couch.

"I really want to kill him."

He adjusted his breathing, glanced at the number on the phone, and picked it up.

"Hello!"

I sat and sorted out my clothes.

"Okay."

"Who?"

I opened the door and the curtains opened.

Zhang Ruolei spread the phone in his hand.

"The hurricane said it wouldn't be here this afternoon."

"It's so unreasonable."

He shrugged his shoulders and smiled again, sat in deep thought for a moment, then raised his head and smiled at me.

"Or else...... In the afternoon, we both take leave? ”

I glanced at him and sat at the table in a very serious manner.

"Let's eat, hurry up."

I greeted him.

"I don't want to eat, I want to eat something else."

He pinched the phone, played back and forth, and looked at me with an evil face.

"It's cold."

I picked up his box.

"Wait, I'll have someone help you microwave it."

He grabbed me by the arm like a leopard and dangled it back and forth.

"It doesn't need to be hot, something is hot."

I brushed my face flush and shook him off.

"Hurry up, what time is it? Let people gossip. ”

"I'm not afraid."

"I'm afraid."

He lowered his head, looking very depressed.

"That's what you are, sometimes you want to live in other people's eyes. What do others want to think? It's normal for men to love women. Don't say that we're about to get married, we just won't get married. You know? This desire is the same as the appetite and excretion, and people are not ridiculed for eating and, but they are ashamed of this desire. ”

I nudged him.

"Don't be arguing there, who's going to laugh at someone for that? Eating in the bathroom doesn't make fun of you,. Bah! ”

I gestured to the side and took a sip.

"Look, you've made me vulgar. You say,, pull on the street, you see people laughing at you, don't you? ”

He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Don't say it, it makes sense."

But he immediately denied what he had just said.

"No, I didn't say I was on the street, didn't I say it, let's go home."

He leaned over in a hurry.

"It's been a few days, and it's suffocating. You don't know yet? How many things have happened in the past few days? How long have we not had that thing? ”

His hand touched my leg, and I pulled him down.

"Tonight."

"Can't wait. Wait for the explosion any longer? ”

I pursed my lips and smiled.

"Really?"

Raise your face to him.

"Really? Where did it explode? Fry one for me to see. ”

His eyes were vivid all at once.

"Watch now or go home?"

"Get out!" I took his hand away, and he struck the snake with his hand and followed him, and then he came with it, and that hand was full of desire. It's fire, and it comes from the prairie fire.

It's going to burn me.

I think.

can really be for him at the moment, or follow him, even if he is broken, even if it is in front

The abyss.

Why should man be sensible? How good it would be if human love could be pure, even if it was so pure that only desire remained, without mixing anything else.

The road to simplicity.

Perhaps only then, only then will it be possible for human beings to reap true and pure love.

Otherwise, all people, every day, will calculate, guess, and weigh in love, until, forever, I will never lose my love. Then people shed tears, repentance, resentment, and said that love betrayed, failed them, and deceived them.

But in fact, is it love that deceives people, or does people deceive themselves?

Love is innocent, love is just love. She's even just a word.

When people lament that they can't get true love, perhaps, it's just because they don't deserve it.

Love doesn't exist in the form that any of us take for granted.

Love is love.

She will always be the purest of all.

Even if the form of love is ever-changing, it must eventually lead to beauty.

Deviating from this, I'm afraid it's not love.

At noon, I moved my body a little more towards him. Some people say that a man's love must have sex, but in fact, sometimes men can clearly distinguish between love and sex.

Zhang Ailing said that the road to a woman's heart has never been the heart.

Often many women are sexually talented and loved. When they have a skin-to-skin relationship with a man, the desire to possess will be stronger than that of a man. They will think that the person who is running on their own bodies, sweating like rain for themselves, and allowing themselves to get great physical and mental pleasure, is called love.

(End of chapter)