so called love

"Teacher, there is a piece of purple on your neck." The two braids are like two bananas, and the otherworldly girl said.

"Extraordinary" does not mean that she has a beautiful face, but that she has a face that seems to have come out of a fairy tale. Only her face in the class has a fairy tale color.The bridge of the nose is a smooth curve inward, the tip of the nose is sharp, the lips are thick and long, and the two corners of the mouth rise evenly. When the mouth is closed, it seems that the upper and lower lips have merged into one.The combination of thick eyebrows and big eyes is like a row of neat leaves falling on the embankment of a lake in autumn.When she looks at a person, people often mistake her for looking through the autumn water, with bright eyes and good looks, like long sleeves and good dancing.Also, her two fluttering ears, higher than her eyebrows, look like Mickey Mouse's.

She is Ding Mu's roommate, so I can't figure it out.Because of the rare and glamorous name, she doesn't need to make a fool of herself, she will stand out in the impression of her classmates, but she always makes a fool of herself.

"Where?" Teacher Yuan'ai's face turned pale.

She handed her a mirror, "Left side."

She sat upright and took a picture, "Where is it?"

"It's on the left rear side, you can't see it from the front."

She turned her neck to the right, squinted her eyes, and looked sideways.

"Maybe it's an allergy to ultraviolet rays." He remembered that he entered from the back when he took a shower last night, so the kiss stayed behind.

The man who grows strawberries while having sex is really a considerate man.

How many men have gone kissless in love?

In the past, when I watched Tong Dawei’s TV series, I always saw him hold the heroine’s hand and put it in his mouth at some sensational moments. At that time, I didn’t think it was enough sensational.A good love is of course all about loving someone, but there should be such a victory or defeat in love: you love my hands more than my genitals, or you love my feet, my armpits, or my buttocks. I love my neck, my lips more than my genitals, anyway, no, how you love me, only the genitals follow.

"The morning sun is so warm, why is there an allergy to ultraviolet rays?" Chuai Wucong asked such a question because he had never eaten pork or seen a pig running.

"I'm relatively tender." Teacher Yuan Ai said with lowered eyebrows, her complexion was as rosy as a red apple.

Teacher Ai'ai and her fiancé have a natural fit in their bodies.

When standing facing each other, two people are symmetrical; when standing facing the same direction, two people are overlapping.

The two lived together before marriage.

His height is about the same as that of Zhang Xixi, no wonder Teacher Ai Ai said that "short and dainty are more attractive than tall people" and "tall, if it is loose and tall, it is better to be delicate and short".

He is not short in stature, because his neck is not short, but thick, long and straight, revealing his vigor and vigor.

"Hello, is this Ms. Leng's house?" A painter was wearing a gray uniform, which looked like a work of art, with colorful spots like fiery trees and silver flowers.

"That's right, come in." She took out a pair of large-sized slippers from the shoe rack at the door. It was worn by her father. Because few people came here, so few people wore it, and the slippers had fallen off. A layer of dust, but what does it matter, now he also looks disheveled.

"Oh... can I go in directly?" He hesitated when he remembered the hole in the heel of the socks he was wearing.

"Oh... yes." She looked down, looked at his feet, and saw a pair of brown faded pointed-toe leather shoes. These leather shoes matched with what he was wearing today, and they stood out from the crowd.

So he rubbed on the rug in front of the door, and there was nothing visible on the rug in front of the door.

"Where is the wall peeling off?"

"The bathroom."

She guided him to the bathroom, and as soon as he opened the door, the smell of perfume hit his nostrils. The smell of perfume was sugar-coated, because one smell covered up another.

"That's the place." She raised her head and pointed to the ceiling above the bathtub, a place where the wall skin of about one square meter had peeled off, like human skin with the epidermis wiped off to reveal the dermis.

He took out two cans of paint, two plastic pots, and two rolling wheels from the toolbox, poured the two cans of paint into the two plastic pots, and then poured in banana water, and a rolling friction was about to begin.

He picked up a roller, dipped it in the dip, and the shaft of the roller began to lengthen like a telescoping fishing rod.

"Primer first, it's like foundation in makeup," he said as he worked.

"Your association ability is quite strong."

"Why don't you say 'quite strong' but say 'quite strong', did I surprise you?"

"I don't have any expectations for you." She laughed out loud, using laughter to ease the sharpness of her words?

"I'm interested in your material," she went on.

"What's my material?"

"I just smelled a banana."

"Well, it's quite similar to a banana."

At this moment, the conversation between the lonely man and the widow in the same room unknowingly fell into a kind of belated ambiguity.

"Where does the smell of bananas come from?"

"Oh, I added a thinner that smells like bananas to the paint." As soon as he finished speaking, he said again, "Are you a Chinese teacher?"

He wants to miss this topic, because the taste of banana water is harmful to the human body, and it may be bad to continue talking about this topic.

"how do you know?"

"Because my association ability is quite strong."

"Where did you get it from?"

"I see that you have a copy of "Encyclopedia of Classical Chinese and Essays for Senior High School" and some supplementary books." He squinted at the short bookshelf next to the toilet.

"Do you like toilet reading?" he went on.

"No one likes to read in the toilet. It's to go to the toilet and read by the way." She said sonorously.

"Then the top coat, the primer is the foundation, the top coat is the whitewash." He said while dipping another roller in another basin.

He was doing it skillfully, she raised her chin and watched, the two of them were silent for a while.

"Are you married?" he asked.

It was an abrupt question, but he thought it was worth the abruptness.

Because all the abruptness of love is worth it.

"Do I look like a married person?" she said in a melodious way, wiggling her neck.

"Look at your face, look at your hands." His eyes matched his words, first looking at her face, then at her left hand, when looking at her left hand, there was a touch of melancholy .

"But hands are a woman's second face!" She put her right index finger under her nostril and giggled.

"The ring finger of your left hand wears a ring." He said hesitantly.

A silver snake belly ring, cheap and lonely.

In her heart, if something like a ring is bought for herself, it's fine.The diamond rings I bought are not as good as the grass rings given by my sweetheart to gain glory and dignity.

"So that's how it is. I thought my hands were so old!" She put her hands in front of her eyes, showing a little smile, her eyes were a little red in the smile, from which she could see a little bit of her suffering, The suffering of my sister-in-law alone.

"I'm not married. The ring is worn casually." She answered his question head-on.

"Then do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, there was before, but not now." She said calmly.

As her words unfolded word by word, his heart experienced "a click—a relief—a silent joy."

"Do you live alone?"

"Now it is, and it won't be soon." She didn't even feel disgusted by the strange him asking this and that.

When her voice fell, he looked a little uneasy.

"Why?" His eyes revealed a touch of melancholy that was endearing.

"The dog next door is pregnant and promised to give me one." She smiled.

She seemed to be joking with him on purpose.

"How is life alone?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"A person's life is like a lonely smoke in a desert."

"How should I say it?" He glanced at her, his eyes still revealing a touch of melancholy that was endearing.

His melancholy is like "Guanju", sad but not hurt, maybe he is good at melancholy.

He graduated from junior high school, and the poems he has memorized are few and far between.But it just so happened that he had memorized and remembered "the lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river". This cannot but be called fate.

"Monotonous and lonely."

A woman telling a man about her loneliness is like doing a striptease to this man.

Living alone in a house of 120 square meters, where can you not be lonely?

"It's fixed."

But he was too lazy to pack his tools.

"how much is it?"

He blinked a few times, and then said, "1024."

Normally, he would say "one thousand and 24", but this time he reported the number in Arabic numerals only, saying "1-0-2-4".

What kind of medicine does he sell in the gourd?

"It's 1-0-2-4 in about one square meter? Are you plated with gold?" She was a little impatient, thinking that she had been blackmailed.

Normally, she would also say "one thousand and twenty-four", but this time, driven by him, she also said "24-1-0-2".

"I'll give you a [-]% discount first."

He smiled unhurriedly, revealing the only canine tooth, a canine tooth among neat teeth.

When he smiled, if he didn't smile without showing his teeth, the tiger teeth would be dazzling like diamonds in his lips and teeth.

His smile is also like "Guan Ju", happy but not lewd.

"The [-]% discount is too expensive, isn't it?" She was still a little impatient, although his smile just now touched her heart, even though his canine teeth just showed made her want to kiss his lips.

Haven't we all lusted after the person in front of us?Besides, she is a single woman.

"Don't worry, I said I'll give you a [-]% discount first, how much is the [-]% discount?" He put the emphasis on the word "first".

"The original price is 1024, how much is the [-]% discount?" He added.

Why did the supplementary sentence still say "1-0-2-4"?

She blinked her eyes a few times, she and his thinking movements were exactly the same, they blinked, and then said: "521."

As soon as she said it, he laughed because instead of "520 one", she said "5-2-1", the "5-2-1" he was expecting.

Just like the adults deliberately put the word "Fu" upside down during the Chinese New Year, luring the children who were helping them to say "Fu is upside down", his romantic strategy has succeeded.

"521, how much is another piece for you?" He laughed.

"520."

He took advantage of her again.

"520, how much is another 1% discount for you?"

"52."

According to his charging standard, he should charge 100 yuan, but he only charged her 50 yuan.

"Since we will take a bath in the bathroom, why not paste the bathroom wall with ceramic tiles to resist the invasion of water vapor on the wall during decoration?"

"It's an old house, the house I had when I was 7 years old. He decided how to furnish it. He either didn't think about it, or he didn't have much enthusiasm for how to put it together. Make this home too, because he has a passion for machismo."

He refers to her father.

The house used to belong to her parents, and she used to live with them.

The father would rather comfort himself than make love with his mother. The mother is not as attractive as an inflatable doll in his heart, but his father will still patiently satisfy his mother, after all, she is his wife.

At the age of 24, the year she graduated from university, her parents finally ended the marriage that seemed to be in harmony with God but in the same bed.

"I think it's time for me to live the life I want to live."

"I knew you were like this. On the wedding night, I thought you were wrong. Once, I thought you were impotent, so I bought you medicine, Shiquan Dabu Tang, and sex medicine. But no matter how much I eat, it doesn't work. Every time I take advantage of the morning wood to deal with me, you can't be hard on me at all." Tong Qi, the mother of Teacher Yuanai, said.

My father eloped with a man, he was his comrade in arms, they loved each other in the days when there were no women, and they loved each other forever.

Mother stopped holding the pipa when she went to a cozy small town in the south.

She is the only one living in the house.She lives alone and no one cares about her, but she also wants to live comfortably, so she often tinkers with the house.

"Is the phone posted in the corridor yours?" she asked.

"Correct."

"Is the call to my cell phone yours?" He also asked.

"Correct."

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Cold love."

"What's your name?" she asked too.

"Qiu Kai."

Although they asked each other for their names, they didn't know what their name was in the other's phone book.

Before leaving, she stuffed him with three oranges.

This is how the two met for the first time.

Since then, the two have communicated with each other until now.