I was shocked: "I can meet so many women who have been to you in school?"

Of course, he didn't feel sorry: "It's me who them." Your teacher's oral work is good, and he is a stunner. ”

"Say no more!" How do I still face our mentors?

"There is another one who is with you, and now it should be your senior sister. An international student who is very beautiful and looks very pure, but in fact, he is simply a slut in bed. He whispered, "It's your band, too, the lead singer."

I seemed to know, "Is it lieselotte?"

He nodded and laughed, "Know?"

Not only did we know her, but she was also the girlfriend of our band leader.

I clearly remember her saying that they have been dating since high school, and they love each other like glue, what is wrong with this world?

"Also, what's the name of the purser of your crew at the company where you interned......" He pinched his nose between his eyes and slapped his head sharply: "лnлnr!" Old, but better than Wen ......"

"Shut up."

"And the deputy general manager of your company, called ......"

"Shut up!"

He didn't stop: "Another Zhou Cun, his girlfriend."

"What?" I'm about to collapse, I really want to ask him directly, is there any woman in this world who hasn't slept with him?

"She's good, but her skin doesn't feel good." He shrugged: "This Zhou Cun is also a dish, I heard that I have been dating for many years, but I didn't expect it to be a virgin."

“……”

He frowned, but he was still laughing: "Why are you crying again?"

"You're a pervert." I simply had nothing to say: "Isn't it just two broken ......"

"Your husband has more than just money." He spread his hands and shoulders: "Did you collect the money?" Why did you scream so vigorously yesterday? ”

"Perverted ......" When he attacked me with this, I had no power to fight back, so I had to wipe my tears.

"Don't cry." He smiled and put his arm around my shoulder, "Let's go."

"Not going! лnлnr for sure! ”

"What are you afraid of?" He pressed my head, kissed me on the face, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked away the tears on my face: "You are my wife, show the majesty of the incumbent and kill her in seconds."

I glanced at him: "It's obviously your scum."

"I wasn't married." He said.

It feels a little better, at least morality is on my side.

However, he added, "But he must have already started dating you."

"You!"

He spread his hands: "I don't know, you little chicken doesn't have any chewiness."

"Then what did you kiss yesterday? What are you licking? Huh, what? "Is he sarcastic? I don't open my mouth to look at paintings!

He glanced at me and smiled, "Yo."

"Yo what?"

He smiled mysteriously, didn't answer, only said, "Then let's go."

The band is on the roof of the northeast corner of the campus, where there is a classroom that is rented out for band rehearsals.

When I was pushed in by Fanyin, they were rehearsing and singing newly written songs, which I certainly hadn't heard.

The new drummer opened the door for me, he didn't know me, and I said, "I'm Su Lingyu, the former drummer of the band."

The captain ran out with his hair in a mess, and I seemed to see the green bean sprouts on his head.

When he saw that it was me, he immediately wanted to hug me happily, but was forced to put down his hand by Fanyin's gaze.

It's so common to meet and hug here, and I explained in disgrace, "This is my husband."

They shook hands.

We were invited to sit in, and although it was practice, there was always some spectators inside. Fanyin found a corner where no one was around, and pulled me to sit down.

The music is deafeningly playing, and I think it's pretty good. When he was fascinated by it, Fanyin leaned over and whispered, "That's it?"

I glanced at him, "That's good."

He didn't say anything, but asked, "What is his relationship with you?"

"My husband was in a relationship with his girlfriend."

He snorted and put his arm around my waist.

The song passed quickly, and everyone else applauded, and the fanyin was still of some quality, and he clapped his hands a few times.

The members of the band stood in the corner discussing the fit, and the lead singer, that is, Lieselotte, ran over. She was really pure-looking, very clean, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old high school student. She glanced at Fanyin with obvious stories, then hugged me and said, "Su, long time no see, they said you were sick, are you okay?"

"Much better." I reached behind him and quietly pinched him.

"Is this your relative?" I guess that's what she was looking forward to.

"Hmm."

Fanyin pinched me hard. I didn't expect him to come to this hand, and I was caught off guard and screamed.

"What's wrong?" Lieselotte asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Before I could speak, Fanyin suddenly lowered his voice and said in a very ambiguous tone: "Miss, have we met?"

What to pretend! I've slept with it!

Lieselotte looked at me, then at him, and didn't speak.

I watched as Fanyin's hand touched her leg and ran it down her little leather skirt.

I twisted his piece of meat hard, but he was unmoved, still hooking up with people with his eyes, and said, "This is my relative."

Lieselotte's cheeks began to climb a crimson: "Sue is my classmate and happens to be the former drummer of this band, so she ...... because she suddenly took a leave of absence"

She stopped suddenly, as I grabbed Fanyin's hand and pulled him out. Still feeling uncomfortable, he slapped him.

Fanyin took my hand, pulled it to the mouth and kissed it, hugged my shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Jealous woman."

"I learned from you." Dead perverts.

He laughed and kissed me on the cheek.

I glared at him only to find that Lielerotte was stunned, and explained, "We just got married."

Lieselotte blackened her face and turned away.

Fanyin leaned her head over and whispered, "It seems that I have lost the opportunity to sleep with her again."

"Perverted."

"It's a shame." He picked at me out of the corner of his eye and rubbed his leg against my thigh.

"Did you really sleep before marriage?"

"Uh-hmm" He bit my ear with his teeth.

"You swear?"

"Hmm-"

"Then she will definitely think that the two of us are two strange people, and they came to embarrass the family. Especially me, my husband actually touched her legs in front of me. I said, "I'm ashamed."

"It's serious." He asked vaguely, "What then?" Done? ”

"You're sick!"

"What then?" He frowned: "My husband is so embarrassed......"

I don't know what to do, I just feel so embarrassed: "Don't fool the people around me in the future."

"Is it okay to prostitute?"

"Whatever you want."

He raised his eyes and looked at me, and there was a little bit of sweetness in his gaze.

I couldn't help but be in a trance, he immediately kissed him and let out a wicked laugh: "I went to prostitution that night."

"I'll go too." I asked, "Do you want to watch the video?"

He laughed evilly, put his palm on my waist, and slowly went down: "It doesn't hurt anymore?"

“……”

He squeezed hard.

I couldn't help but clench my teeth, tears overflowing as my hands touched his death hole. Just wanted to exert himself, his wrist was suddenly pinched: "Looking for death?" His expression was grim.

I was a little scared and regretted being too indulgent just now.

He took off my hand, took it in, and asked vaguely, "Go home?"

"You're not trying to show me your artistic muscles?" It's definitely not good to go back.

"Oh." He said, "Go up."

"Why am I going up?" There's no place for me.

"That drummer beats like a funeral." He said, "Go and take him for him."

"That's not good." Did he go to school? I said, "They didn't invite me up at all, and they said you played for me."

"Oh."

"Actually, nothing?" I asked, "Isn't that right?"

"Call the captain."

"Call it yourself." I finally found a comfortable position not to get up easily: "I hurt."

"Okay." He straightened up and suddenly slapped my ass hard before standing up. I hurriedly bit his hand before he could pull it out and retaliated against him.

He let me bite for a moment, then pulled out his hand and pressed my head, then turned and walked over there.

Ten minutes later......

The crowd streamed out, and I was the only one left in the room.

Fanyin unbuttoned his coat, sat down in front of the drum kit, and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"Why are they all gone?"

"I'm not free." He unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, folded the cuffs, and pulled it out of his pants, looking even more profligate: "Those guys won't go to bed with me."

"Perverted."

"Pervert will play you a tune." He said proudly, "That bastard doesn't have the talent I have."

"Are you going to play or sing?"

"Don't sing."

"Then just knock on a paragraph." How embarrassed to ask him: "It's better to add flowers."

He laughed and picked up the drumsticks.

Although there is no other music to accompany it, you can still hear a piece of Linkinpark's Newdivide.

I can say without any emotion that the pervert played well, spent a lot, looked handsome, and he was also handsome, with a relaxed look on his face, and that kind of "come and worship me" smile on his face. Remove a high score, remove a minimum score, and you can hit 9.5.

Three minutes passed quickly, how dare I let people be cold, and hurriedly applauded: "Listen well!" One more song. ”

He took the drumstick and shook it at me: "Come here."

I knew what he wanted, so I hurriedly ran over and kissed him on the cheek adoringly: "You are so amazing."

He touched my head with satisfaction: "Is it wet?"

"Perverted." I couldn't help but stare at him.

He laughed, stood up and threw the drumstick, tilted his head, and asked, "I only have two broken money?"

"I can also play the drum kit."

He didn't say a word, picked up his guitar: "Choose a tune."

I was stunned: "Croatian Rhapsody."

"It's not interesting to play with him." Surely he won't: "Go home and play on the piano for you."

"That's it." I craned my neck: "My Britney will play this."