Chapter Six.
Have you asked this question a thousand times? Isn't it annoying?
You should give up, don't ruin art. He gestured and bowed gracefully to the elegant girl who was leaving, "Can you handle it?"
Can you change the question?
There was a moment when I truly felt heartbroken for her. I wanted to go and hold her, and say to her, "I'm sorry! I really can't give you any of these things, not even one of them! I'm not worthy of you, please forget about me..."
Kissed enough, let her go. At that moment, I only had one feeling: "This is so damn boring!"
Someday she will grow tired of my way of life and pursue the one that truly belongs to her.
I am also a man, and have fantasized many times about stripping off her clothes, feeling her press down on me. I really want to know if she would shed her purity at that moment, and live like an ordinary woman, full of vitality and moaning with pleasure.
This is a woman. When she changes her mind, she can't even remember the name of her ex-boyfriend, even if she once said, "I won't marry anyone but you!"
In the morning, if one day I die, will you miss me?
I asked him in confusion, "Who is Ah May? The one from yesterday or the one from the day before?"
I'm hungry, cook me a bowl of noodles to eat. I haven't eaten all day!
Just as I walked into the nightclub, I saw several drunken men stumbling onto the stage and placing a glass of liquor on her piano for her to drink.
... ....
Oh May, be more rational...
Saying these things at this time, besides making her more sad, more unable to let go, it is meaningless!
She looked at me without any nervousness, indifferent as if she saw a stranger.
I pushed away her hand resting on my leg and said coldly, "It's late, I'll take you back."
I beg of you! Please spare me.
Upon second thought, as a grown man, I shouldn't be afraid of being taken advantage of. Since the words have already been spoken, let's just make do with it. After all, Ah May has a pretty good figure, with the right curves in the right places...
I never thought I had the ability to tell him a story, but he unexpectedly narrated a romantic and bloody love story for me...
I... ... you... ... I was left speechless by a woman for the first time, seeing An Yifeng holding her stomach and laughing without any dignity, I couldn't even say a decent word.
It's the one who plays the piano. Don't tell me you don't know. She tells everyone that she is your woman!
If you are a man, prove it to me!
From today on, you are my boyfriend! As for marriage, let's wait and see how our relationship develops.
I haven't touched her because her piano playing is too ethereal and moving...
I glanced coldly at the people watching the show in the private room, and one by one they rushed out the door.
Afterwards, she said it was her first time and that she would only marry me in this lifetime.
I waited for her to question me: When did you marry your wife? How could you deceive me?
He immediately said, "Okay, I'll change it right away."
You can brag all you want! I even said I'm not interested in Elizabeth.
After playing a song, An Yifeng nudged me, who was lost in thought, and asked, "Do you like it?"
I drank a lot of alcohol that day, and I was a bit impulsive. I agreed immediately when provoked, saying, "Show me clearly!"
I have never concealed my vulgarity in front of May, nor have I casually scared her or driven her away.
What's the matter?
After being together for so long, saying that I don't want to try the feeling of being with her would be false.
"No!" He put my fingers to his lips, and with each breath, they alternated between cold and hot.
Really? How come I don't know about this? No one informed me, huh?
If you were not my first man, and if you were not here to take responsibility, would you still be with me?
I roughly pressed her onto the sofa and forcefully tore open her red short skirt...
As a matter of fact, I misunderstood her again.
Han Zhuochen, you heartless and unscrupulous man!
I can't remember which day it was, but I was drinking with a few friends at a nightclub whose name I can't recall. The piercing rock music was so loud that it almost deafened my ears.
I never said I didn't want you. If I remember correctly, it was you who abandoned me...
That year, I was 21 years old...
At that time, I was only twenty-one, it was the time of youthful recklessness, and I was mingling in those nightclubs where desires ran rampant every day.
Yes... that piano! If I have time, I will buy one to play with.
Are you awake? Love cannot be used to pass the days.
Under the purple and red colored lights, I can see infinite beauty beneath the low-cut dress. Her slender legs and immaculate white skin.
I casually replied to her: "I only love | female | bodies."
I thought everything was over just like that, and the innocent and naive girl finally understood what was suitable for her.
Then you go find him. I turned around and walked towards my door, took the keys and opened the door. There were clearly only three keys, but I kept trying and couldn't open the door.
I thought I understood women well, but unfortunately I didn't understand her. She leaned on my shoulder and whispered, "Would it be okay if I come to your place tonight?"
You don't love me at all!
I never thought about marrying her, nor did I think about not marrying her, because I know that a girl like her will leave me sooner or later.
This is exactly what I find most unbearable!!!
She said, "But I only want you. I just want to be with you. Even if I have to live my life aimlessly following you every day, even if I have to live in fear and anxiety with you, even if I have to give up playing the piano and my dreams... even if I have to die for you, I will not regret it, because I love you!"
What question did you just ask me?
I am heartless and ungrateful, what do you love about me?
After dating for a month, she still quietly nestled in my arms and said to me, "Do you know, I really love you!"
My subordinates certainly did not disappoint me, they all beat those people and made them roll out.
What's the use of regret? It's already too late.
Happy to take her out for drinks with my brothers, sing KTV, and go to nightclubs.
Did you ask me to marry you?
I'm not drunk...
Actually, I don't mean anything else. It's just because the stage lights are too dim, and I couldn't see clearly what she looks like. Before pursuing her, I need to see if her appearance is suitable or not.
For a 19-year-old girl, passion is temporary, not lifelong.
I saw An Yifeng not far away laughing so hard that he could barely stand, which made me feel annoyed for a moment...
When desire reaches its peak, I am not excited at all, even a little bit hating myself, hating her!
The last one to leave, An Yifeng, please lock the door for me...
In order to prove my innocence, I have decided to go to that nightclub and have a talk with her. This matter cannot be casually mentioned, as it greatly damages my reputation. When has Han Zhuochen ever been held back by a woman?
In my memory, her skin was as smooth as condensed fat, as bright as jade, and her body was as soft as cotton...
This is my first kiss...
Rock music stops. A girl drags a floor-length white dress onto the stage and approaches a white piano...
Am I asking the wrong question?
She is really very different from other women, her body is especially tight and warm.
More than half a year later, I saw her walking towards me on the street with a handsome and cultured man by her side. At first glance, he seemed like the best choice for a good husband.
He appreciates my talent, can send me abroad for further studies, and allows me to pursue my dreams! He can understand my concerns, is willing to love me wholeheartedly, and protect me! He can marry me and let me live the life I want!
As long as you love me, you can! She cried, and the fluctuation of her voice reached into my heart: "But why don't you love me?"
After all, she is different from other women. She is very pure, and for her, love is sacred and untainted.
Hello! You...wait!
When the ethereal melody of the piano floats from afar, I am completely captivated by that sound. It seems to be a kind of sound that can cleanse the ferocity in my soul, allowing me to rediscover my lost self.
Are you hungry? I will cook for you to eat!
I thought that a woman like her, who enjoys elegant music, would grow tired of me, despise me, and couldn't wait to leave me in just a few days.
But I love you ... ...
She will soon snuggle up to another man and say, "Do you know? I really love you!"
I pressed her against the wall and kissed her lips fiercely. I guess she was scared to death at that moment, not moving at all. Our lips and tongues intertwined, and I sucked all the blood from her mouth. Her body remained stiff...
"Not good! My wife is at home."
Of course not, have you ever seen a woman that I couldn't handle? I'm not interested in her.
Today, I will let you know whether or not I am a man!
When I returned home in the evening, she was sitting outside my door, her eyes swollen and red from crying.