My brother became a playboy

After that night, Zhao Xing took a break. After finishing his work schedule, we spent three days in this city.

In fact, the scenery is nothing special, but the rhythm of this city is very slow. In the evening, many retired men and women can always be seen gathering in the square to dance ballroom dances.

Zhao Xing and I each took a cup of milk tea and stood on the "Space Walking Machine". It can be seen that more than half of those elderly dance partners who are flirting with each other are not real couples.

Zhao Xing stopped the pedals, he said: "Young couples come to accompany each other all the time, it looks like a lie."

I replied: "In terms of big data, middle-aged and elderly people have a high rate of cheating, but we can be the data sample that doesn't cheat."

Zhao Xing glanced at me and said, "You have become much gentler recently."

"Maybe it's because of getting older." I'm not joking. "A lot of sharp edges and corners will become soft, and I will start to believe in some gentle and sweet things."

"Lie?" Zhao Xing asked.

"As long as you work hard, it will become real." I bowed my head and took a sip of the milk tea, it was very sweet, "We should all learn to restrain ourselves."

Zhao Xing didn't speak anymore. In his world, the word "restraint" should have been absent for a long time.

Once a person has made certain achievements in his career, most of the people around him will give them praise and compliments. Over time, a brain circuit of "I am the only one" will be formed, and gradually I will no longer restrain my desires.

Zhao Xing does love me, and is willing to make concessions for love and tolerate my indulgence, but love has a limit, and all emotions have limits.

"Restraining yourself" is always more difficult than "indulging yourself". Time is also a butcher's knife. I don't want to go down the old path that we have gradually drifted away, but hard work depends not only on me, but also on Zhao Xing.

When one day, he no longer "restrains love", but feels that "keeping loyalty is a natural thing", he has been successfully transformed.

Now, it's not even close.

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I leaned against the bed, watched Zhao Xing lower his head and packed our suitcases, and thought to myself recently that I am really virtuous and virtuous, neither going out to mess with men and men, nor quarreling with Zhao Xing every day.

I planned carefully, nurturing the relationship between me and Zhao Xing like a young seedling, and slowly correcting our way of thinking like a runaway wild horse.

Fortunately, the current progress is fairly smooth.

I watched for a while, staring at Zhao Xing's hair, and asked abruptly: "Do you miss your past life?"

Zhao Xing's hands paused, he raised his head, looked at me naturally, and said, "What are you thinking?"

So I knew that once in a while, he would miss it.

I folded my fingers together and said to him in a very gentle tone: "Sometimes I also think of those fresh and tender bodies, some are soft and white, some are tight and hot, and some have nice voices. We're all men, it's normal, it's okay to think about it."

Zhao Xing buckled the lid of the suitcase, and he changed from a kneeling position to a standing position. His stature was very tall, and his shadow spread from under the bed to my waist, which made me uncomfortable. He said: " Don't talk like that again."

I raised my head and looked at him from bottom to top. He is so handsome, rich, and powerful. His life is already complete. The only thing that is not perfect is the relationship between us.

When they were separated, he was in great pain and tried his best to save him.

But after getting back together, is he happy?

When I entered him again and again, tried to control him again and again, and transformed him bit by bit, what was he thinking?

I realized that I should stop thinking about it.

I should stop thinking about it.

I've cared too much about him since I got out of prison.

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I was thinking about how to change the subject without a trace, Zhao Xing suddenly bent his knees and got on the bed, he moved quickly and easily pressed my shoulders on the soft pillow - I seemed to be walled off by him It sounded like a bang.

We were so close that we could almost kiss, he breathed out to me like a naughty child, and I heard him say: "Cui Minglang, give me more confidence, okay? I'm in your In my heart, how bad it is."

"It's as bad as me." I raised my head slightly and pecked his lips, "I don't dare to be shameless, I ask you to give me more confidence."

"I believe you." Zhao Xing pressed his forehead against mine, "If you are sorry for me, the person who seduced you must be the one who was wrong."

"You really have wrong views."

"I do not want to hurt you."

We talked, talked, and rolled together again, and the next day was the airport we yawned and rushed to.

Zhao Xing went to the company to work overtime in the dark, and I drove to chat with the newly appointed Dean Li.Dean Li and his wife warmly received me. I dealt with this situation with ease, but I was no longer as relaxed and comfortable as before——I finally realized that I was just a useful and somewhat difficult chess piece. None of them are beloved disciples or naughty juniors.

At noon of the chat, Dean Li's lover seemed to inadvertently mentioned my marital status, I smiled and said, "I am remarried with Zhao Xing."

Dean Li looked at me with wrinkled but wise eyes, and after a while, he said, "This is a smart decision."

I said something he didn't believe, and I said: "I still have feelings with Zhao Xing, so I chose to remarry."

Dean Li personally sent me downstairs. He lit a cigarette and didn't smoke. After a while, he patted my shoulder heavily and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

I lowered my head slightly, with a perfect smile on my face, and said, "I understand."

I understand all your "last resort" decisions, all the "painful" sacrifices you made to achieve your goals.

Please also understand that I treat you like a fleeting step, and please understand that I will make you pay for it someday.

It's hard for me to forgive even Zhao Xing, why do you think I will forgive you.