salt by salt

This time Andre was surprisingly well-behaved. I didn't need to lubricate after I just finished, and he also did the foreplay meticulously, even with a condom.In fact, although I was bewitched by beauty, my body couldn't take it anymore, so when Andre handed me the rush, I didn't refuse to smell it.He did exactly what I wanted, and he said it was slow or fast—it’s not that it’s uncomfortable, it’s just that this kind of gentle sex is very new to me. I don’t know if it’s the effect of the medicine. At the peak of pleasure, even a little better than expected.

I lay on the bed for a while before I realized that my stomach hurt, not to mention that I almost lost consciousness in my lower body.Andre brought a steaming bowl of porridge to the room, and I was surprised: "Did the nanny make it?"

"I did." He stated calmly, "I thought you would come back for dinner."

I didn't know what to say, so I sat on my side with my body propped up and drank the porridge.The taste is very good, with shredded chicken and diced mushrooms, the stew is soft and delicious.

"The craftsmanship is good." Being able to eat a bowl of hot porridge made my stomach cheer, and I was in a good mood. "Did you learn it by yourself?"

"Mom taught me." He stared at me and drank a bowl of porridge, "Brother, do you want another bowl?"

I put the bowl aside: "No need." As I said that, I was about to get out of bed and go to my room to take a shower and rest, but was stopped by Andre: "Brother, can you sleep with me today?"

"Didn't you fall asleep?"

Probably because the effect of the medicine hadn’t passed yet, my brain was a little unresponsive, and when I realized it, I was hit hard by Andre’s bleak and disappointed eyes—God, he really can’t pose like this poor puppy Since he is usually so cold and arrogant, this contrast really grabs my heart.

"It's not...it can't be done." I struggled for a while, and finally compromised before the beauty, "But you have to clean up the sheets."

"Okay." He leaned over and kissed my neck, "Can I continue to do it in the future?"

"……see your performance."

The next day, my whole body felt as if I had been run over by a car. There was no pain anywhere, and I felt uncomfortable even sitting on a chair.Fortunately, other colleagues in the office did not show anything other than teasing me for hiding my secrets, and Sun Ning was also as cold as ice.I adjusted my sitting posture quietly, and continued to send messages to Song Cheng while she was out at work. I had neglected him all day yesterday, and I felt a little sorry to see his many messages.

Song Cheng: "I'm on the set, do you have a shift today?"

"Yes. You have worked so hard, eat more at noon."

Song Cheng told me that he wanted to go into the film and television industry, so he bought a lot of related books and read them one by one at home. The company also arranged for him to go to the set to study, and he could occasionally go out of his way to observe other actors' acting skills up close.

Song Cheng: "I still want to enroll in a class to learn acting, otherwise I won't be competitive in the company at all."

Your face is the strongest competitiveness!I really want to shake his shoulder and shout, please have a little self-consciousness that you are a handsome man, okay?But it's true that I haven't seen Lin Ya for a long time, and when I fall asleep to Song Cheng, I should mention Song Cheng's resources to her in return.

After chatting casually for a few minutes, Song Cheng had something to do to help, and I withdrew my mind and started to deal with the data in front of me seriously.Just as he put down his phone and touched the mouse, Sun Ning passed by my desk silently, glanced at my computer, and left with a soft snort when he saw that I was working.

so close.It's better not to play with mobile phones next time.

Yang Chen and I have resumed our friendship with friends, but before he would not take the initiative to contact me unless there is a need, this time he will occasionally send me messages, most of the time it is just complaints and complaints.I also find it novel and interesting, so I will reply to him when I have time.

Song Cheng is very busy these days, and he doesn't communicate with me frequently, so I let him rest well and not bother him—of course, the main reason is that I rediscovered Andre's strengths.He started to learn how to cook, so I could have a steaming meal every day after get off work.Perhaps excellent people are excellent in everything they do. The food that Andre cooked after asking his mother for advice tastes pretty good. What’s more, the scene of the cold and handsome man wearing an apron is really pleasing to the eye. full of expectation.

Although I think I like these meals so much because of the little bit of "mother's taste" that I got a glimpse of here.Since I was a child, I have always heard people around me say that the food made by my mother is the best, but I have never tasted it. Does eating the food made by Andre now make up for a little regret?

Andre made beef stew today. I had a good time eating it. He suddenly asked, "Brother, when are you on vacation?"

"I still have to wait a month for the annual leave. This year, I can probably take a little longer. What's the matter?"

"Mom called me today, and she wants to pick you up," he said, "to celebrate Chinese New Year together."

I paused with my chopsticks, and then said nonchalantly, "Why do you suddenly have this idea?"

Andre was still cold and didn't like to laugh, but he talked too much, so he explained to me in detail: "Because you took care of me, she is very grateful to you, and she feels very sorry that you celebrate the New Year alone."

I don't feel sorry for leaving me in the country for so many years, but suddenly my conscience found out?I wanted to sneer but I still didn't do it. I couldn't harden my heart against this woman who brought me into this world.

I thought about it and said, "It depends on the situation, and we'll talk about it later."

"The Chinese say we'll say it when the time comes, which seems to mean a refusal." He persistently asked, "So will you go back with me?"

"I have to talk to Mr. Xu to make a decision. What's the rush?" In fact, Mr. Xu doesn't care about where I go to celebrate the New Year. If I don't get in the way of him, everything will be fine. "Eat, the food is cold."

He nodded and didn't speak. I suddenly felt that the dishes in front of me were tasteless. After a few mouthfuls, I pushed the bowl away and went back to the room and closed the door.

"Xu Junyan has no parents."

I've heard that from people around me since elementary school.When I was very young, I also asked Xu's parents: "Where are my parents?"

Those elders looked at each other, and someone said embarrassingly and impatiently: "You will know when you grow up." Before I broke the casserole and asked the bottom line, I waved and called the nanny: "Why did you let him out again? Take him back to the room .” As if I were an object without emotion, throwing it back into the room could cover up all problems.

Later, a very young girl came to Xu's house as a guest. I called her "little aunt" in terms of seniority.At that time, I had already learned how to sit in a corner without being annoying, how to greet people sweetly, and how to keep silent.She brought Xu Yucheng and Xu Yuzhong to play with me, and she didn't squeeze me out like the others, so I have a good impression of her. I remember her pink and white gauze skirt, and occasionally I would hold her hand and she would not let go .

One day we were picking flowers together in the garden, and she suddenly asked me: "Xu Junyan, do you want to know where your parents are?"

"You know what?" I said timidly, "They didn't tell me."

She giggled, her voice was crisp and sweet: "Your father is a rapist, he is in jail. Your mother doesn't want you, do you know why?"

"Because you, are, individual, wild, species."

I have thought countless times, since everyone doesn't like me so much, why should they support me?Why does my mother go abroad?Why isn't dad coming to pick me up?I don’t want to be without my parents. I sometimes dream that my parents pick me up from school at the school gate. I can hold their hands and walk out proudly in front of all my classmates, so that everyone can know——Xu Junyan is There are parents, they love him very much.

The moment I heard her words, the whispers of the nannies, the disgusted eyes of the elders, and the attitude of Mr. Xu who regarded me as nothing, all came to me, and I felt suddenly enlightened.

It turned out to be like this.I see.It turned out that it was all because of the sinful blood of my other half flowing in my body, which was dirty and disgusting.Other children are a gift from God to their parents, and I am the garbage that he packed and threw down and had to be accepted.All my fantasies are shattered, without a handsome father, without a beautiful mother, I finally understand——

Some people are not born worthy of being loved.