My brother became a playboy

So, I slept with Zhao Xing again.

Zhao Xing looks pretty cool, in my opinion, it's average.

The first two to ten minutes were a bit fresh, and the next one hour and four to ten minutes were purely paying public rations.

After taking a bath, I hugged Zhao Xing and slept under the quilt, but there was a kind of mutual affection.I didn't feel sleepy, but I closed my eyes and counted in my heart.

56, 57, 58, 59...

"Cui Minglang." Zhao Xing really called my name.

"What?" I didn't open my eyes, but hugged him tightly.

"Sleep with you, you seem to be working for poverty alleviation."

His words were too precise and vivid, I almost laughed out loud, but I couldn't laugh, Comrade Zhao Xingxing obviously needed my comfort.

"What a bad adjective." I rubbed my cheek against his chest, "Don't think about it."

He touched my back with his broad hand, but I didn't fool him. He said: "Sometimes I really want to fast forward 40 years. We can't move anymore, and we are old together."

"You are just talking about it," I know Zhao Xing too well, "You are afraid that you will grow old, and you are also afraid that your body will become weak. If you really want to make you become a grandfather quickly, you will never be willing."

Zhao Xing did not refute this sentence, he was silent for a while, and said: "Do you have time tomorrow, let's go through the divorce procedures."

I didn't ask him what happened to "Bright Star". From the beginning, this matter was an excuse that Zhao Xing didn't want to divorce me, but now Zhao Xing agreed to divorce me, "Bright Star" That's not a problem.

"Is there time, morning or afternoon?" My tone was very calm, and there were not even many emotional fluctuations.

I already knew that Zhao Xing would agree to me. For so many years, Zhao Xing has promised me everything I said. He always indulged me a lot.

Zhao Xing pressed my head towards his chest. He probably didn't want me to see his expression at the moment, but I could always sense something from his heaving chest and his hoarse voice .

He said: "In the morning, after completing the formalities, I will go abroad for three months."

I said "hmm" and asked him again: "What do you want me to do?"

"Are you giving a mallet and stuffing two sweet dates?" Zhao Xing's voice was a little trembling, he hugged me too tightly, I was a little hurt, but I didn't want to break free.

"No, I just don't want to make you too sad."

How could Zhao Xing not be sad? Even a hard-hearted person like me feels a little sad at this moment.

"Then don't marry someone else in the future." Zhao Xing spoke quickly, as if he already had a plan.

"Okay." I agreed without hesitation.

"Then see me more when you have free time."

"it is good."

"Then don't fall in love with anyone else in the future."

"...I can't promise you this." Although I have mood swings, it doesn't mean I have lost my mind. "People's feelings are out of control. Maybe I will fall in love with others. Please forgive me."

"Cui Minglang, you are such a little villain." Zhao Xing was obviously scolding me, but he seemed to be flirting with me lightly. I knew he was reluctant to kill me.

"I'm really bad," I can admit this, I took a bite of the soft flesh of his chest, "Do you have any other requests?"

"No more." Zhao Xing sighed.

"Then it's my turn." I tried to raise my head, but only met with a little resistance, Zhao Xing let go of the hand that was holding the back of my head.

"Zhao Xing, you can't marry others in the future." I looked into Zhao Xing's eyes and said to him very seriously.

"...Fuck," Zhao Xing scolded, "You don't want me to be good."

"You don't let me get married, and I don't let you get married. It's fair, isn't it?"

"Okay, I promise."

"You're not allowed to let other people fuck you."

"can."

"You can come to me when you want."

I said this very gently, but Zhao Xing was so angry that he wanted to kill me. His thumb was already on my neck, but he was reluctant to use force, and he didn't even dare to scare me.

I chuckled and repeated: "When you want, you can come to me."

Zhao Xing let go of my neck and said, "Cui Minglang, I'm not your dog."

I kind of want to ask him, if I don't divorce you, would you be my dog, but I know the answer to this question, in order not to humiliate him, and to avoid trouble for myself, I didn't ask.

I just lowered my head, reached out and touched Zhao Xing's abdominal muscles, and said in a very gentle voice: "Sometimes, I want to sleep with you in my arms."

"Then why don't you hug him forever." After Zhao Xing finished speaking, he raised his hand to cover the upper half of his face. His body was trembling slightly. I knew that I had pushed him to the brink of collapse.

My hand slid down his abs, lifted his leg easily, and I said, "Don't cry."

"No." He still obeyed, even though he was so sad that he wanted to push me away.

"There are more than 30 people, and they still cry, how childish."

"..."

Zhao Xing stopped talking, I leaned over to kiss him, but he didn't refuse my kiss.

While I kissed him, I brought him pure physical pleasure, while he scolded me blandly while clinging to me tightly.

—that was the last night before our divorce.

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Early the next morning, Zhao Xing’s driver came to pick us up in a seven-seater car. In the car were Zhao Xing’s driver, Zhao Xing’s secretary, and two lawyers who were both Zhao Xing and me. Their faces There was a shock that was not well concealed—there was a high probability that I received a text message from Zhao Xing in the middle of the night, and I haven't fully digested the news that we are going to divorce.

Zhao Xing opened the car door for me. We talked in a low voice all the way. I was very calm. Zhao Xing seemed more calm than me. When the car drove to the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhao Xing got out of the car and stretched out his hand to me. I saw He put his hand in his palm for three seconds.

——We don't seem to be getting divorced, but we are going to get married.