Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

"Husband, do you like sluts?" Zhou Shuya looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Pfft!" I laughed and said, "No, I like the exciting atmosphere when a couple is doing things..."

Zhou Shuya pouted and said aggrievedly: "Isn't the atmosphere I gave you...not enough?"

"Of course not, hey, don't think too much, I just said that," I comforted.

Zhou Shuya rolled her eyes and continued to ask: "Is Jingjing sexy?"

"No," I shook my head: "Neither of you are that kind of... Oh, no, why are you so serious?"

"What kind of person is Wu Xinlin?" Zhou Shuya asked again.

"Nor is she..."

"Oh, I understand," Zhou Shuya nodded thoughtfully: "You like bad women, right?"

"Tsk! Where did you go? Am I crazy...I like bad women?" I frowned and chewed my teeth.

Zhou Shuya's face turned red and she said, "I think I'm done with that...fighting with you outside in broad daylight."

"Hey, baby, you are the best, stop worrying about this problem..."

.......

I found that sometimes, although both men are having sex with women, the objects are different, and the atmosphere and artistic conception are very different, even worlds apart.

This is not to say, who is good and who is bad? Rather, they show great differences due to differences in personality, educational experience, and growth environment.

Using the same routines and methods, I can have a great time with Wu Xinwen, but if I use them on Lin Pingping, she will definitely not be happy!

If I use this method of having fun with Hu Xiaoting on Xin Lin, she will slap me with a big mouth!

Even Wu Xinwen, who can devote everything to love, still has things she cannot accept.

She doesn't like me calling her "Director Wu", especially when doing things. It makes her feel particularly cheap! Extremely unseemly!

It is precisely because of this lesson that when I was dealing with Song Haiyun, I never mentioned her official position to avoid making her feel uncomfortable and disgusted.

It should be said that the eldest sister is the most adaptable, but she is not as "sexy" as Liao Ruxue.

When Liao Ruxue was doing things with me, in order to please me, she would let me scold her, and she was even willing to scold herself...saying that she was a stinky bitch and should fuck her to death.

But this kind of gameplay will definitely not work for Zhou Shuya, who is quiet and reserved.

"Husband, have you forgotten what you promised me?" Zhou Shuya asked while moving on top of me, panting.

"What's going on?"

"You promised to follow me back to Shou City to meet my parents," Zhou Shuya said aggrievedly, "More than two months have passed since you delayed..."

"Oh oh oh," she said, and then I remembered that there was another thing.

At first, Zhou Yang set me on fire, injuring me and delaying my trip to Shoucheng.

I originally said...to visit Mr. Mei.

Later, when it was finally possible to go, Song Haiyun had kidney stones again and did not go to Chengshou City.

It’s really time to go to Shoucheng and sort out all this series of things.

However, I have already booked to go to Meijuan’s hometown next week. How many days can I stay at least?

Seeing my hesitant and frowning look, Zhou Shuya's aggrieved body stopped moving...

Seeing that she was "on strike," I comforted her: "Let's do it next week, just in time. I have other things to do when I go to Shoucheng."

"Next week...?" Zhou Shuya pouted aggrievedly.

"Well, don't stop, keep going..." I patted her leg.

"Husband, you are so lazy..." Zhou Shuya said with emotion.

"how to say?"

"Women have to do this kind of thing themselves..."

At this time, her cell phone rang. Zhou Shuya took it out and looked at it with a serious look on her face.

"My mother's phone number, husband, don't talk!" Zhou Shuya warned me, then sat up and answered the phone.

"Hello? Mom!" Zhou Shuya said sweetly.

"Well! I'm fine...not busy, I know...him? He's also been quite busy recently."

......

Listening to the conversation between Zhou Shuya and her mother, I was also sighing and sighing... Zhou Shuya must be a good girl at home this week.

The way children call their mother, although calling "Mom" and "Mom" both mean the same thing, they are two completely different relationship states.

When calling "Mom", the child has grown up, and "Mom" is just a pronoun for mother.

But when calling "Mom", the child's mind is not mature yet and he is still full of dependence on the mother.

Generally, children under 7-8 years old call "Mom", and when they reach the age of 8-9 years old, they start calling "Mom".

Zhou Shuya is already 27, and she still calls her mother "Mom", which shows that she must have been well cared for since she was a child, and she is very well-behaved.

Although I couldn't hear her mother's voice clearly, I could still tell from Zhou Shuya's reply that they were discussing me and asking me when I could go back.

Zhou Shuya told her mother that I would have time next week. The mother and daughter kept chatting, and twenty minutes passed unknowingly.

If you say girls are clingy, if I call my parents, it would be a miracle if it lasts longer than 30 seconds!

She still kept that sitting posture on top of me and kept talking, which made me a little impatient and pushed her hard.

"Oh! Uh-huh!" Zhou Shuya screamed, her eyes widened nervously, she quickly covered her mouth, and waved her hands desperately to signal me not to cause trouble.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhou Shuya quickly explained on the phone: "I just had a cramp in my calf, it's okay, Mom."

"Uh huh...oh," as I continued to make trouble, Zhou Shuya was speechless and could only cover her mouth hard, trying not to make any sound.

"Mom, I won't tell you anymore. I'll take it easy for a while. My legs hurt..."

After that, Zhou Shuya hung up the phone.

"Husband, what are you doing? You're so bad!" Zhou Shuya's face turned red with embarrassment, and she looked at me with a frown and complaint.

"Pfft!" I smiled evilly without any explanation.

"What will my mother do if she hears this? I have no shame in being a human being," Zhou Shuya was so aggrieved that she almost cried.

"Hey! I'm not someone else. Sooner or later, you will have to..."

"Then I haven't passed the door yet, you want me to...?" Zhou Shuya pouted and really cried in anger.

"Don't worry, your mother won't hear it."

"My mother is not a fool!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry. Your mother can understand. They are all people who have been through this..."

......

After spending an afternoon with Zhou Shuya, I finally managed to coax her and made an appointment to go to her house at the end of the month.

When I sent her back to Jusheng, I suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of the company office building.

That was a young guy, I always felt like I had seen him somewhere.

After being confused for more than ten seconds, I finally remembered: Wasn't he... the driver who drove three girls and Jiang Weiguang to Xishan Villa that night?

What is he doing in Jusheng?

To make sure it was correct, I took out my phone and watched the video of that night again.

That's right! it's him!