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Mexican food is very sweet, sour and spicy, I don't know how spicy it is, because I don't eat chili, but the first two are so extreme that I can't speak anymore after eating them.

Although I was not sleepy, I was very tired and went back to lie down after eating. The sound is outside, and from my point of view, I can see that he is watching the TV news.

When I was about to fall asleep, I remembered that I hadn't taken a bath, so I quickly got up and took a bath.

When I went in, I didn't pay attention and kicked into the bathtub. I couldn't help but scream and sat on the edge of the tub to cover my legs, feeling really unlucky.

There was a bang, and the door was slammed against the wall, and I was startled to see Fanyin standing in the doorway.

He glared like he was going to hit me.

We looked at each other, but neither of us spoke.

It was he who spoke first: "What are you doing?" ”

"Go back and lie down." He let go of his hand on the door.

"I'm going to take a shower." Sick, Mexico is now so hot that people are upset, how can it not take a shower: "Get out." ”

He didn't speak.

I couldn't undress either, so I could just continue to sit by the bathtub.

He stood there for a moment, then walked in and closed the door.

I'm not sure what he's going to do, but he's going to do whatever he likes.

He went over and lifted the bathroom stool under the shower, put his arm around my shoulder, picked me up, and put it on the stool. While unbuttoning his shirt, he said, "Take off your clothes." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Take a bath." He threw his shirt into the dirty laundry basket and asked, "Use me to help you?" ”

"I don't need your help." I pretended not to understand what he meant, stood up and said, "If you want to wash me first, I'll go out." ”

He pressed my shoulders and unbuttoned my collar.

I sat down again, and unbuttoned me, took off my blouse, unzipped my zipper, and pulled it off. Then he unbuckled his belt, kicked off his pants and turned on the shower.

As the mist began to rise, he rubbed the shampoo away, his palm softening my hair. He must have done this kind of thing, and his movements were familiar and smooth, delicate and gentle. My head followed his movements, and suddenly I saw his ......

Suddenly, I realized that this gesture was exactly the same as the picture that broke me that day.

The same nausea I had seen last night returned, and I pushed him away, opened the door, rushed to the bathroom, and knelt down by the toilet. It is a delicacy on the table, but it is filth when it comes out of vomit. I threw up until I couldn't vomit anymore, and finally there was only some juice left, and my stomach burned like pain, but I still couldn't restrain my nausea. The wound on his body ached faintly, as if it was about to crack, and it seemed like it would never heal again.

As I leaned against the wall, I heard a knock at the door.

I knew he was gone, and he knew exactly where my reaction was coming from.

But I can't trust him anymore to get better, no matter what he's done.

I was here until midnight, throwing up and vomiting, and finally calmed down.

When I washed it away and went back to sleep, I found that the sound was not in the room. I thought it was fine at first, but after a while I woke up and found that he was still not there.

I must have been looking for a woman.

I had that image in my head again, ugly, disgusting. I also think of him and Luo Yan, he is in Dubai......

I couldn't restrain my irritability anymore and went out only to be stopped by bodyguards. I asked, "What about the traditional sound?" ”

"Please go back." The bodyguard simply ignored my question.

I went back to my room to call him, but at first no one answered, and it took a long time for him to answer. I asked, "Where are you?" ”

He seemed to be sleeping, and his voice was a little confused, he must have hugged a certain **, "What's the matter?" ”

"Where are you?"

"What's the matter with you?" He sobered up.

"You're women, aren't you? Where is it? Bar? **？ How many did you find? What kind? I felt like I was about to be tortured to death by him: "If you don't prostitute yourself, you'll die!" ”

He sneered: "Are you going back to you?" ”

"So you're a woman?"

"What's the matter with you?" His voice was full of contempt: "Vixen." ”

I was speechless.

"Don't vent your mental illness at me again," he said coldly, "if you don't feel good, die." ”

He hung up.

I sat on the couch, in a daze, and for a moment I really wanted to die, and I really felt like I had become a shrew.

I couldn't go on like this, so I found a bottle of vodka, drank it all and threw it up again. I was a little dizzy with alcohol, and I didn't have the strength to go up, so I lay on the sofa and fell asleep**.

Early the next morning, the bodyguard knocked on the door and told me that Fanyin had arranged to leave for Las Vegas at ten o'clock.

He also happened to arrive when I arrived at the airport. In the car, he got out with a black-haired Mexican girl, she looked a few years older than me, with deep facial features and dark eyes, huge ** and straight ** parts. She wrapped herself around him and kissed him deeply, his hand touching her waist and slowly moving down, squeezing hard.

I sat in the cabin and saw it all clearly.

But after yesterday night, I realize that I am not so angry now. Probably because I tried suicide and drank spirits, but life has to go on, and I have to be at his mercy, take me to Antarctica if he wants to, slap me if he wants to, slap me if he wants, go out to prostitute if he wants to...... I can't do anything about it.

I simply don't look at it, people's ****, it's normal to get tired of saying goodbye for a while, isn't it?

Soon after, however, Fan Yin came in, with a smile on her face and the woman in her hand.

The two of them sat across from me together, and Fanyin put his arm around her waist.

I didn't mean to, but I was able to see her black under her skirt from the angle.

I watched as his hand ran down her waist and touched her thigh, higher and higher. Finally couldn't help but feel nauseous and asked, "Can I go to the cockpit?" ”

Fanyin glanced at me and said, "Documents." ”

"I have." Actually, I brought it.

"You're not in good shape." Fanyin smiled evilly and said, "I'm afraid of death." ”

I clenched my fingers.

It wasn't far to fly to Las Vegas, but the woman giggled all the way. Fanyin told her pornographic jokes in Spanish, and she was seen and heard from all over the world, occasionally **. The woman was hooked up by him so much that her voice was soft, and she couldn't have loved him so much that she had fallen apart. I just can't figure it out, why is this woman so worthless? When a ** has to run with him to Las Vegas?

The world is crazy.

Finally got off the plane.

I was to Las Vegas once, and when I was flying to Los Angeles, I was asked to follow a Las Vegas flight because of a temporary transfer. The hotels and food here are all very cheap, and the threshold is not high. Not only that, but it also has a Cirque du Soleil show, a redstone canyon scenic spot, a museum, an amusement park, and ...... It's a paradise.

I originally just wanted to come here for sightseeing, but because I didn't have money but wanted to play more, I went to ** to play a few 21 points, I was lucky, I won a little money, and I bought a few clothes for Britney after playing.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Fan Yin immediately got into the room with the woman in his arms. The bodyguard led me to the next door, I didn't wake up with a hangover, I lay down on the ** and fell asleep, my body was still so empty, and so was my spirit.

I was woken up because Fanyin asked me to have dinner with them.

Dinner was French and tasted good.

Fanyin sat with the woman, and the two of them were so tired that I had to bow my head to eat.

But Fanyin wouldn't let me live in peace, he said a few words to the woman, and suddenly turned his head and asked me, "Are you going to see the show?" ”

"No, no."

"And what do you want to do?" I didn't react and seemed to make him unhappy.

"I'm going to **."

He sneered: "You have money? ”

"Nope." I didn't have a dime on me: "I'm going to ask you." ”

"You haven't paid for the meal yet." He's making things difficult.

"Then you're going to keep me here." I said, "I'm willing to work here for the rest of my life." ”

The woman looked at us both in wonder, she really thought of herself as a dish, and asked Fanyin in Spanish, "Who is he?" Your sister? ”

"I'm his brother-in-law." I answered her in Spanish, put down my knife, got up and went back to my room.

I have a gold bracelet, but I don't know if there's a place to get it. If I can get rid of it, I will have the money to go **.

So I turned on my computer to check the news about this, and the doorbell rang suddenly.

I didn't pay attention, and the door opened, and someone came all the way up to me, throwing a stack of cash.

I picked up the money and looked up, he put his arms around his chest, and his black eyes looked at me with great interest: "Yes, which language can you speak?" ”

"It won't be less than you." More than 10,000 euros, it is enough to buy a ticket directly.

"Just play a few games, don't run around." He straightened his face and said, "It's better not to think about buying a ticket and leaving, otherwise you will have a miscarriage today next month." ”

I gritted my teeth.

His chin was suddenly pinched, his face leaned over, and his gaze was fierce and fierce: "What kind of expression is this?" ”

"Look down on you."

"She's better than you." He grinded his teeth: "There are all kinds of charms." ”

"That's why I'm so angry." I said, "I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous, I'm so sad." I'm going to faint, my heart is broken, you take me to the hospital. ”

He let go of his hand in hatred, turned and went out, and slammed the door.

Don't you just like to torture me for some pleasure?

I was stupid the other day to get him happy.

Fanyin didn't come back after I went, I took the money to ** to change chips to play.

In fact, there is a large ** that does not need to spend thousands to make money, such as Las Vegas. It is a way to retain gamblers, as long as there are gamblers, someone will come, as long as someone comes, there will be money to make, because gambling on this activity itself is ten gambles and nine losses. Therefore, the whole city is beautiful and has a great time for gamblers' families. And ** is also bright and green, shining brightly, very beautiful. Las Vegas itself does not do the meat business, but there are many small towns around it, so there are many male and female prostitutes among the gamblers.

I'm here looking for what I think might make me win, and even though I don't have any jewels on me, I'm still accosted by a lot of people, and I'm overwhelmed for a while.

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