Chapter 737: Feminism

The U.S. imperialist rule that you can't drink in bars or smoke until you're 21 years old is not implemented in many places, after all, the world is becoming more and more precocious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"That ......" Jiang Haoran just wanted to say something, Mingjing Nan said to himself: "But cigarettes are very good, just like proof of identity, like an oath of some kind of freedom." ”

"For you?" For some reason, looking at his sister with slanted hair who was obviously younger than himself, Jiang Haoran felt that this was a queen.

is different from Queen Fan, who has a strong aura like Zheng Xiuyan, and belongs to the kind with an introverted aura.

"Pretty much, for women, if a woman smokes, maybe she wants to be independent." She took out a cigarette and lit it.

The fine smoke gave off a good smell, Jiang Haoran did not stop it, this is normal, when he went home, he saw a white student who looked like a junior high school student hiding in the corner and smoking marijuana.

"Really?"

"That's the case, when I'm sensible, I always want to prove, I want others to see it, this is even contradictory to myself, obviously I don't want to care about everything in the world, but this kind of proof is a kind of care, in fact, like a person, prove that I like a person, just don't like it, I don't know what I like? It feels so unreal after reaching the dream. ”

"Feelings?" Jiang Haoran knew that this was the process of this 19-year-old little sister feeling lost after becoming famous, and her dream since childhood had been achieved, but she didn't know what to do next.

"Maybe, after all, this world has been a man's world for a long time, so human beings are no longer human beings, but have become men and women, and the so-called equality is just bullshit." Maybe he drank a little too much, and Mingjing Nan, who was sitting next to Jiang Haoran, was a little excited.

The chest is straight and straight.

"Don't look at it, mine isn't as big as MOMO and SANA." Mina rubbed her chest and raised the corners of her mouth slightly at Jiang Haoran.

"You can be a feminist evangelist." Jiang Haoran was still talking about the topic just now, and his face was red...... A beautiful woman rubs her breasts naturally in front of herself, cough cough.

This may be because of his own presence, idols are very well trained, and it is impossible to be so open in front of the public.

But even so, Mina is too inappropriate for Jiang Haoran to be an outsider...... Thinking that Jiang Haoran is also a public figure, don't you dare to uncover the rules?

"Don't say it, Oba, I love artists like Emma Watson who do everything for the feminist movement."

"You can do it too......"

"Korea-Japan machismo...... Hehe. Mina let out two cold snorts, and her cold and arrogant personality was fully revealed.

"I understand." Jiang Haoran understands that being a woman in South Korea and Japan is actually a little sad, the machismo in these two countries has reached the point of perversion, and a free country like the United States still needs a feminist movement to defend its rights, let alone South Korea and Japan.

"But I'm fine, the world has become like this anyway, and there is no way, I can only rebel against myself."

"So you smoke and drink at night." Jiang Haoran took one out of her thin cigarette case and lit it.

"And make-love."

The cigarette in Jiang Haoran's hand fell on the table, but fortunately, it had just been lit, and there was no shortage of ash.

"Ahem, ahem." Jiang Haoran was choked.

"The more you want to do what others don't let you do, the more you want to do it, don't you?" Minami Nai snuffed out his cigarette, picked up the cigarette on the table, and put it on his red lips.

"Oba, players can't smoke."

"You can't believe you're a member of a girl group."

"When I get to the Holy City, I won't be mina, but Mingjingnan."

"What others don't let you do, the more you have the urge to do it, right?" Minami Najing asked again.

"Yes, for example, I haven't smoked." Jiang Haoran patted her head and snatched the cigarette from her lips again.

"I haven't done it yet, I want to do it." Mingjing Nan glanced at Jiang Haoran calmly.

Jiang Haoran's eyes fell on the table again, his hand remained in place, and he looked at the little queen in front of him in shock.

This time the cigarette ash fell on his lower body, and Mina hurriedly helped Jiang Haoran pat it off with his hand.

Some indescribable part is a little tense.

"Go and finish the first time with your favorite person, little sister." Jiang Haoran incarnated as a life coach, but he didn't believe it himself...... He's only in his early 20s.

"I think you're a good fit, and Make-love doesn't have to be for marriage."

"Want to give it a try?" Jiang Haoran shook his head, is the bar of the American emperor so demagogic?

"If you don't try, you won't have a chance, now my body is hot, I have read many posts in private, and many men like my body."

"Don't look at those posts, look at FC, those are true love." Jiang Haoran saw Mina's somewhat lonely eyes, and felt a little pity.

"Cut, that's the result of deleting a lot of posts, men are like that."

"Why do you want to try with me?"

"Why did I write you a thank you note to Oba?"

"Because JYP assigned you me?"

"No, I think you're different, and that song just now made me more sure."

"Sure what?"

"I'm sure I want to sleep with you all night, in the place where I was born, in a place where there are no fans, to complete the release, I'm so tired."

"Do you know what you're doing?" Jiang Haoran touched her head, this little sister's head is not hot.

"You know, I know you're a super-star, and you'll never be able to be with a Japanese girl like me, but I don't want to give my first time to those ugly machismos, you're very nice to me, no hypocrisy, and no effort to trick me into getting laid, just treat it as a gift from me back to you, don't feel burdened."

"That's what you think." Jiang Haoran threw the cigarette he took a puff into the ashtray, one puff was enough, the taste of the fine cigarette was like weak tea, elegant and light.

"This world is like this, I guess only tonight I can do this, and tomorrow I will become a mina in front of polite and shy fans." Minami Nai is very sober, and she seems to have a unique understanding of her body, her own mind.

"No, what you are, what your world is, you can choose what the world becomes, it's good to be yourself."

"Well, so I chose to finish the first time with you, okay? ONI-CHAN (JAPANESE BROTHER)" MINA TURNED HER HEAD TO LOOK AT JIANG HAORAN, AS IF SHE WAS SAYING SOMETHING SACRED.

"Can I say no?" Jiang Haoran has heard that Americans like One. night .stand, but he never tried.

"The boss, do you have a separate room?" mina stood up and asked the boss and the S-curve was perfect.

"Yes."

"Okay, looks like you've got it figured out." If Jiang Haoran was a man with an ordinary status, he might be able to be with her, but unfortunately Jiang Haoran was not, he could only help her now.

Two people entered the room.

Mina's body has the self-esteem of studying ballet for 11 years.

Jiang Haoran has never seen such a perfect chest, and he has never seen such a bumpy curve.

One .night.stand (one-night stand), for Jiang Haoran's life is an episode, for Mina it is a change in life and a choice for herself, there is no regret and no benefit, and the intersection of human beings with the ability to think should be so noble.

The rosebuds bloomed, so stunningly beautiful, and there was a queen in the air.