Chapter 2: As long as you can be open-minded, there are as many men as you want
I thought of that smiling and crooked, young and tender face again, and my nerves were suddenly hit by 10,000 critical points.
The jar was broken, and I immediately threw away my old-fashioned suit, turned the wardrobe upside down, and finally found a backless dress.
The previous style was either a lifeless professional outfit or a decent wife's outfit.
Not feminine at all.
I don't love ghosts like this, who will?
Although I'm too thin, I have a butt and no breasts, but fortunately, I'm tall and white enough, and the little smoke is melting, and my sister is the most beautiful on the whole street.
Who knew that it was not good to go out, and I hit someone halfway.
I hurriedly got out of the car and apologized, "I'm sorry, are you okay?" Why don't I take you to the hospital? β
The other party is white and clean, although he is not particularly handsome, but his polite temperament makes people very comfortable.
Hiss......
It's a little familiar, have you seen it anywhere in your last life?
"It's okay, it's a small problem, you don't have to go to the hospital!" He patted the dust off his trousers and looked up at me and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that almost blinded me.
I wondered, now that I touch the porcelain, it doesn't matter if I am hit like this, it is the first time I have seen it.
I looked at him again, "Are you sure you're okay?" There is no such shop in this village! β
He nodded very affirmatively, and even asked rhetorically, "Is your car okay?" β
I cried.
People are hit by me and care about my car.
Isn't the young man a little lacking?
"That's it, I'll leave my phone number, if you don't feel well when you go back, just call me, I won't pay the bill!" After hastily stuffing him with my contact information, I drove away.
You see, there are still many good men in the world, and if I had married such a man in my last life, I would not have ended up miserable.
Nice atmosphere at the night cat bar.
Yang Mo, who is a resident singer here, is one of my small hair, very handsome, but unfortunately he is a gay, and seeing me is like seeing a ghost, with a terrifying face.
"Bao'er, is this your last indulgence before returning to the West with a terminal illness?"
He's not exaggerating.
Since I got married, I have stopped almost all social interactions, and I will only revolve around Xiao Yuchuan all year round, and for this reason, I have suffered a few spitting stars from my friends.
To them, my presence here is weirder than my presence at the funeral home.
I gave him a blank look, and then said that I was going to get a divorce, and Yang Mo almost didn't fall off the high pedals.
Then he immediately opened a private room for me, ordered two dozen drinks and began to celebrate.
He cried and laughed and said I had finally figured it out.
Then he began to pinch me: "Bao'er, since his surname Xiao can hug him left and right outside, why do you want to be a good wife and mother at home, the night cat's cowherd is good, young, handsome, and good work, what's worse than the surname Xiao, do you want to experience it?" β
He's right, a good wife and a good mother, whoever loves to do it.
The wine is intimidating, I nodded.
No wonder Xiao Yuchuan's bastard likes to come to nightclubs to play so much, indeed, really, really, really, cool!
A few little fresh meat sisters are long and short, and they coax me to a nymphomaniac, and I am not soft on tipping.
What you owe in the previous life, you will double it in this life.
After drinking and playing, I was about to go to the bathroom and vomit, but I hit a "meat wall" and my stomach could no longer contain it.
"Grossβ"
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on the bed at home, covered in pain like human bones.
Memories gathered, and the last face that appeared in front of me last night seemed to be ......
Xiao Yuchuan, he brought me back.
Wait a minute!
What's the deal with the pain all over your body?
I don't have a maid in my house, and my clothes have been changed, what's going on?
I jumped out of bed and rushed out of the door.
Xiao Luchuan just came up, and without waiting for him to speak, I asked first, "Xiao Luchuan, did you touch me last night?" β
He was obviously stunned, and then let out a soft snort from his nose, "Chi Yin, you go and look in the mirror and see what the hell you are now, even if I am hungry, it is impossible for me not to taste this." β
Without looking in the mirror, I can now see myself through the glass window on the side.
The smoky makeup is not good, and the hair is like a chicken nest, my mother may not recognize it when she sees it, and it is difficult for him to be sharp-eyed.
I was insulted again, and I puffed up my chest to find him to reason, "Then what's the matter with my clothes?" β
"I tore that rag!" He looked me up and down, his eyes fell on my chest, and his eyes were undisguised disgust and sarcasm, "Chi Yin, with your figure, don't work in vain, how capable you think you are!" β
I don't like to hear this, I smiled and said, "It's okay, not all men like to towering into the sky like you, as long as I can go out, there are as many men as there are!" β
I saw Xiao Yuchuan laughing angrily, damn! Quite relieving.
"Okay, Chi Yin, you're really good! Do you want to play with me? As you wish! He sneered and continued to poke my lung tube, "Oh yes, it's best to check if the other party is clean before playing, so as to save my diaphragm!" β
Bastard!
I was so angry that he intercepted my raised arm.
He shook it hard, and the wedding photo on the wall was knocked to the ground by me, and it was shattered.
It's like our torn marriage.
Xiao Yuchuan stopped looking at me and stepped over my lap with his foot.
I looked down and watched the blood run down between my fingers, and it didn't hurt at all.