Chapter 223: Quietly (5)

(5) Husband and lover

In fact, I have already whitewashed Mr. Pei very much, and he was speechless after reading it. The reason why I'm interested in punching and kicking me is just because I'm already someone else's wife psychologically. He is only interested in other people's wives.

He, like all men, was particularly fond of the evil old society where he could have three wives and four concubines, and had his own vast and beautiful manor and countless house slaves, and married a beautiful woman every year and raised a large group of children. Every female slave in the flowering season is budded by his master. (No matter how sanctimonious a man is, he actually wants to be an emperor, and Mr. Rubei, who is more knowledgeable and timid, wants to be a manor owner.) is like a king in a group of animals, and he will never allow other males in his group to mate. I say that men will scold and women will spit on them, but this is the nature of animals, and man is nothing more than a superior animal, and this instinct is just wrapped in a suit and leather shoes. ）

And in socialist New China, no matter how he cheats, no woman is willing to give him a child for a house. People said: The reason why I am with you is not because I want your money, because you already have a son, and there is no psychological burden of having to have a son! (It sounds like a real love between the two people, and there is no "marital responsibility and obligation" such as intermingling with the inheritance.) ）

Last month, on the weekend of the unit, he took my son and me for the first time (in the past, the company party was always with female college students or office lovers), and his colleagues greeted him and said: This is your legendary eldest son? Most of his colleagues' children are still in kindergarten.

A female colleague said that she must bring her boyfriend this time, and everyone is looking forward to it. As soon as her cart arrived, she surrounded it, and it turned out to be two - two huge yellow dogs!

In fact, I also think that it is better to have a man than a dog, of course, I don't like the kind of pet that eats expensive canned feed, has to serve it to bathe, and is only ornamental and not edible. So I like plants, even plants only like plants that are not delicate and easy to feed and can absorb methanol and emit oxygen, such as spider plants.

A woman like me who has no emotion, in fact, there is no man who really likes it, I am very self-aware, so most of my love poems are songs of lovelorns. By the time I started liking someone, I was already out of love.

My love is quiet, in fact, I have never seen the face of my lover. I remember 800 years ago he said that we were going to flee to the Central Plains to live, and in order not to be conspicuous there, we had to wash our faces with fermented mare's milk three times a day. After more than a month, my black and red face was as white as snow, but when I arrived at the agreed place, I couldn't find him.

I think my lover must be clear-eyed, pure and flawless, I am at this age, I will definitely not see it in this life!