My brother became a playboy

I didn't say a word, and Zhao Xing didn't speak, but instead gave a meaningful "oh".

So I realized that he was repaying me for telling him to come back and let me play. I brought him a little psychological shadow, and he had to bring me a little psychological shadow.

And he also took advantage of it. I wanted to fuck him, but he refused, which can be said to be "haemorrhoids"; --"I can not."

To understand this joint, I really want to take him to see the scene where Xu Nuo and I "hehehe", and let him know who is wrong.

I was lucky, Zhao Xing suddenly brought up a bad topic, he said: "Your mother called you home for the New Year."

"Have a ball of yarn," I kicked the leg of a table and chair made of solid wood, thinking of this incident, I feel irritated, "The old lady is getting old and confused, she wants me to harm someone else's daughter and give birth to a grandson for her to play with." Why is it voluntary for people who are poor, bah, buying and selling people has become voluntary, the capitalists really have a dark heart."

"Oh, so that's the case. I said why you haven't called me to your house for half a year." Zhao Xing couldn't hear any joy or anger in his words. Chinese New Year?"

"Now it's August, it's too early to think about it." I have reason to suspect that Zhao Xing wants to make a plan to go home for the New Year, so that he can delay the divorce for a few more months.

"Didn't your mother call me?"

Zhao Xing started to turn off the gas, and put the dishes on the plate. It was clanging, as if a prison guard was fiddle with the cell key.

"My mother must have said to ask you to take me home in the near future, and then you started to discuss with her how to arrange for the New Year, but she didn't dare to make a decision. I asked you to ask me, is it such a routine?"

I chattered a lot, and started to straighten the fruit plate and paper towels on the coffee table. Anyway, it's just the two of us, the dining table is no longer needed, and we can just eat here.

"Ms. Cui, you are so smart." Zhao Xing took two trays with both hands, and brought up all the meals and tableware with ease. Finally, he took out a bottle of Moutai from the creaking nest, unscrewed it and gave it to me directly Poured a full glass, "Have a drink?"

"I think you want to get me drunk, so you don't have to fulfill your husband and wife obligations."

I picked up the wine glass, took a drink directly, put it down, and said, "Come again."

"Don't come here," Zhao Xing poured himself a glass, and put the bottle under the coffee table, "If you drink too much, I will serve you at night."

"You can also arrange a nanny." I started to eat with chopsticks.

"We don't like the ugly one, but we bring the good-looking one to bed. Isn't that a crime?"

"Just to say, you love to serve me, is it difficult?"

"Hey, I don't serve the right way on the bed. I always have to find a fix under the bed, otherwise I will become a second husband." Zhao Xing smiled very brightly, but there was a bright temptation in his words.

I didn't want to torture him either, so I just said, "If you want to open it, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and sign it first, then I was abandoned by you, and I'm the next husband."

Zhao Xing reached out to pat my head, but I lowered my head to eat and didn't hide. His hand hung in mid-air for five seconds, and finally he rubbed my hair and said, "I don't want to divorce you."

"It's just a piece of paper." I picked up a chopstick for Zhao Xing's favorite dish, "We still make money and play together. If you want to cling to my arms, I will stay with you for a few nights a month. Hehehe, that's fine too, just pretend we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to play around."

"That's not the same. If the main palace becomes a mistress, anyone who is stupid will agree." Zhao Xing, like me, took a sip of a glass of wine, "Didn't we have a good life, why did we leave? I really like that 40-year-old brother so much?"

"I don't like him that much, but I feel that we are not husband and wife anymore when we are together."

Zhao Xing gave a "tsk" and added the second half of the sentence I didn't say: "Like a brother."

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The pots and pans were thrown into the dishwasher, Zhao Xing applied hand cream, and he used one-third of the eight thousand tubes of hand cream at one time.He finished painting his fingers and arms, but he still didn't have the feeling of "weak Liu Fufeng" and "white tender and slender". I think, Zhao Xing wants to be a weak person who is loved by others, and he has to wait for the next life.

In summer, I like to turn on the air conditioner, cover the quilt and sleep naked. I lay down in the bed between us early. Zhao Xing got a silk bathrobe from somewhere and wrapped it around my body. My hair was still half wet.

He glanced at the bed and said directly, "You and I share the same bed?"

"Too lazy to turn the quilt from the cabinet, let's sleep together."

"Then put on some clothes."

"No."

"Then what about your physical reaction?"

"I can make do with you."

"Grass, I can make do with it."

Zhao Xing simply tore up the bathrobe and threw it on the floor, lifted the quilt and lay down inside. The air conditioner in the room was a bit cold, so I rolled over and hugged him. By the way, I squeezed his chest and said, "Shall I play?"

"Cui Minglang, are you sick? How old have you been weaned?"

What he said didn't hinder me from doing anything. I played with his chest for more than half an hour, and he also had a physiological reaction directly.

I thought about it, and anyway, we both had a physical reaction, so I reluctantly fucked him.

This time it took about forty minutes, but it was still boring. He was quite comfortable, but he looked at me and said, "Isn't it fun?"

I replied, "Very good."

I never said in front of him that our lives did not match, and I never disliked him. He has always been a five-star level. I am tired of it. The responsibility lies with me.

But he directly pulled the quilt to cover his face, and said, "Forget it, I still can't do it."