My feelings for Cheng Xue should be like the English teacher who secretly liked me in junior high school, holy and inviolable, so every time I think that the general manager's bad old man's groping pig hand has touched her buttocks, I am irritable, especially when I see that he touched Cheng Xue's hand again on the day of the award, I am even more irritable, and when this irritability becomes more and more intense, I transfer this irritability to some kind of emotion to vent on the makeup girl.

The makeup girl is now temporarily living with her best friend, near a university, bypassing the gate of that school, walking a little in front of the left for a while, you will find a small alley, through the alley to a mass commercial street, when I went there was an afternoon, it was overcrowded, all kinds of food stalls were bustling with people, basically all university students, some students were still standing in pajamas in front of the food stalls waiting for the snacks they had just ordered.

Continue to walk forward and see the name of the apartment said by the makeup woman, it is a self-built apartment without an elevator. I walked in and walked up the stairs at the door to the fourth floor, found the room number that the makeup girl said, knocked a few times, the makeup girl opened the door, and the makeup girl was the only one in the room. There are about ten square meters inside, and there is a bed, a table, a wardrobe, a sofa and an old electric fan. The electric fan squeaked and swayed from side to side, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, a TV and various cosmetics were placed on the table, and the floor was mopped clean.

The woman with long hair and a shawl in makeup wears a sleeveless black deep V tight suspender, which makes her skin fairer. It can be seen that she has been carefully groomed and dressed, because the makeup is very exquisite. She took a cup and said she was going to pour me some water to drink, and I didn't wait for her to fill the cup and put it behind her.

As I grabbed the waist of the make-up woman and frantically changed the distance between us, she didn't have time to put down the wrapped package and the glass in her hand. I like the buttocks of the makeup woman very much, like a peach, I can see a few pieces of redness every time I beat it, accompanied by ripples that slowly disperse, and finally turn into layers of beautiful tunes that explode in my ears, in a trance I remembered Cheng Xue's buttocks, I began to be irritable, and as soon as I was irritable, I accelerated to change the positive and negative distance between me and the makeup woman.......

I remember reading this sentence from there: Life is like a, as long as you have the guts, you can do whatever you want.

I don't know how long it took, but it got dark. I collapsed on the bed with the make-up woman, panting and sweating. I looked at my phone and said that my girlfriend was coming back, and I said that it was time for dinner, so let's have a meal together.

After resting for a while, I got dressed, and the makeup woman changed her clothes again, this time in a coffee-colored semi-off-the-shoulder skirt with a pair of pink slippers on her feet.

The makeup girl's best friend is a graphic designer, and I call her a design girl. When the design girl came, she was wearing a white one-shoulder suspender skirt, the waist of the skirt was tied with a white and black buckle belt, her skin was very white, and her appearance was stronger than that of the makeup woman, but her breasts were the same as the makeup girl, which was mediocre. The design woman's hair was a little yellowed under the lights of the restaurant, probably dyed, and she was wearing a bracelet and watch from a major brand on her wrist.

After a brief introduction to each other, they ordered a few dishes casually, and some of them said that the design industry was very high after a few words, and the design girl opened the chatterbox, saying that she was tired like a dog every day, and she was tortured by all kinds of Party A and went crazy. I said it's really fake, the designer girl said it was true, and then she talked about all kinds of strange things that were destroyed by Party A, what changed dozens of drafts, and finally Party A thought that the first draft was good, and what Party A thought that the word big is beautiful, etc. I sympathized with her, said a few jokes I saw on the Internet and asked her if it was real, the smiling makeup girl and the design girl leaned forward and backwards, and the design girl nodded again and again and said that it was true.

After dinner, the design girl left first, and the makeup girl took my hand and walked around the university next to me, watching the students walking back and forth, and for a moment I felt that I was back in that youthful era. At that time, I was walking on the school path by the hand of my ex, and I had to do a long ideological struggle if I wanted to do something that was not ashamed or ashamed, and I had to coax my ex to agree when it was over.

The makeup girl and I walked and recalled the things of our college days, from the young military training, to the old fritter flirting with innocent schoolgirls, from the beautiful first love to the hardships of entering the society, countless pictures swished in front of us, chatting and chatting and walking outside a playground.

Seeing that there were couples kissing inside, I pulled the makeup girl into the playground, found a relatively high step and sat down, and dozens of dark shadows below were unobstructed. I pulled the makeup girl to my lap, kissed her lips and asked her to sit down with her back to me, the makeup girl sat down very cooperatively and began to shake her hips back and forth, her skirt was very short, I gently stroked it, there was a vacuum inside, the makeup girl turned around and asked me if I was surprised, I praised her for being too fairy, but I liked it, I let her meet in the future in a vacuum, she whispered.

The moonlight is hazy, the playground is shaking, and the name lives up to its name.

When I got home after separating from the makeup girl, it was already half past twelve in the evening.

As I finished washing up and was about to close the curtains in my living room to sleep, I saw a man and a woman fighting on the opposite floor, the first time in my life that I had witnessed such a scene. I saw the man grabbing the woman's hair and hitting the cabinet next to her, and the woman was not to be outdone, reaching out to pick up the ashtray on the coffee table and smashing it back desperately, and the scene was miserable for a while.

I quickly took out my mobile phone to call the police, and told the person who answered the police that someone was about to be killed, and soon a police car came downstairs. Two policemen got out of the car and walked into the building, within a few minutes I saw the opposite man and woman stop fighting, the man ran to the door and opened the door for the police, I didn't look after the police entered, but sent a message to the makeup woman asking her if the fight with the fitness man was also so earth-shattering and devastating, the makeup woman said yes, I said she was so pitiful, and then she sent a string of crying expressions, I sent her a few hugging expressions, let her go to bed early, and sent Liu Li a few messages of concern.

Judging from the speed of my messages and facial expressions, I am getting more and more scummy, and I can't believe that I can be so thorough. One day I asked Wang Wenjie if I was a scumbag, Wang Wenjie said that it was by looking at the face, and then I asked Feng Xiaoqiu again, and he said that I was originally am.