Strategies for flirting through books

Since Qi Liangqin had a telescope and could watch Yan Bozong blatantly, he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity go easily.The focus was adjusted, and the field of vision was shifted. When Yan Bozong rode back on his horse, he began to look at his lower body, at the place he was about to touch soon.

As an unscrupulous book, "Male Version of Pan Jinlian" likes to describe some indescribable parts and say some indescribable words.He comforted himself and said that this is not what he wants to read, but what Qi Liangqin in the novel wants to read.Why did Qi Liangqin look at the unscrupulous place? Naturally, he was impatient.

In fact, regarding Yan Bozong's ability, there is no need to have any doubts or temptations at all.As a nearly perfect Gong, Yan Bozong has "the character of a gentleman and the body of a stallion". He is like a pine and cypress tree, towering and majestic, reaching straight into the sky, full of exuberant and grand vitality.And Qi Liangqin also knew that certain parts of him were as majestic and upright as a towering tree, making people worship.

Comrades seem to be more reproductively worshipful than women. Although it may not be a good thing to be too big, they still yearn for an object that makes them surrender when they see it, and feel the power of men.Qi Liangqin was ignorant and ignorant before, and his enlightenment in this area basically came from novels.He remembered that when he first started reading novels, the pen in it was only [-] centimeters, which made him feel a sense of loss when he saw an [-] centimeter one.

The turning point of the matter was that once he suddenly wanted to know what the so-called eighteen centimeters and twenty centimeters looked like, so he measured a few things around him.

He just happened to be drinking a plastic bottle of Coca-Cola, so he measured it.

The bottle of Coca-Cola is exactly eighteen centimeters.

He was a little stunned, staring at the Coke bottle in front of him.

He finally knew exactly how long 180 centimeters is. From then on, he was terrified when he saw more than 180 centimeters, and Yan Bozong, as a perfect attack, naturally met the three 180s of the so-called typical perfect man standard on the Internet: 180mm, [-]cm, [-]㎡.

After a horse race, the two Yan brothers were almost tied for the first place. Yan Songwei waved to him excitedly, took off his helmet and shouted: "How is it?"

Qi Liangqin stood up and smiled, saying YES, he felt like a scumbag now.In fact, Yan Songwei's riding skills are also very good, no less than Yan Bozong, and sometimes even beat Yan Bozong.

But what to do, he only has Yan Bozong in his eyes.

He didn't dare to look at Yan Bozong again, it seemed that the more he liked him, the more his eyes avoided him.He handed Yan Songwei water, and Yan Songwei handed it to Yan Bozong, and then he took another bottle, and Yan Songwei unscrewed it and drank it.Several people were sweating, riding a horse was not an easy task.

The big guys went to take a bath, it was already evening, Yan Songwei organized a barbecue.

On an early summer night, eating barbecue and drinking beer, life couldn't be happier.Qi Liangqin was leaning on the bench, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

He can't drink liquor, but he can drink beer very well.This is all practiced in the workplace over the years.He still remembers that when he just graduated from university, he couldn't drink a little alcohol. Once he drank a little too much and came back by himself. After digging for a long time, he couldn't find the key.

In fact, the key was in his coat, but he was so drunk that he couldn't find it, and he didn't know what happened, so he slept at the door all night.

Fortunately, the corridor was not too cold. The next day, he was awakened by the voice of the neighbor. When he opened his eyes, he saw the neighbor who opened the door and looked at him in surprise.He got up quickly, found the key and opened the door.

The first thing he did was to go to the bathroom. He didn't even change his shoes, so he went straight to the bathroom and saw his pale face in the mirror.

A lonely man should develop the habit of being able to drink. Living alone, how pitiful it would be if he was drunk. He saw it in the mirror.

At that time, he was still very hypocritical, he lacked life experience, he didn't feel the loneliness and hardship of life, and he didn't cultivate a dull and silent heart.While washing his face, he choked up sobbing, feeling that life was messy, and he didn't know why he would live like that.

Later, he slowly learned to drink beer and no longer felt bitter.

Sometimes when he reads a novel, he sees that Xiao Shou in it does not smoke or drink, is so clean and simple, and he feels very envious in his heart.Not every man loves to drink and smoke, but not every man can choose whether to drink or smoke.In his eyes, those clean shou who don't smoke or drink are because there is a man who protects him from the wind and rain by his side.

He doesn't have such a man, and he has to work hard and live hard. Tobacco and alcohol are the necessities of his life.

But for some people, smoking and drinking are just because they like it.For example, the group of rich second generations in front of me, for example, he who married into a wealthy family at this moment.

It was the first time for him to drink because of his comfort. He leaned on Yan Songwei's shoulder and glanced at Yan Bozong from time to time.The starry sky is bright, and the stars in this world are extraordinarily bright.His heart is soft, and he seems to be drunk even after not drinking much.He would avoid Yan Bozong's eyes, trying not to let the other party find that he was peeking at him, but he could not avoid success every time.Sometimes he would be caught by Yan Bozong, who drank from the bottle, and sometimes stared at him while drinking.

There were too many emotions in his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly through the night.His heart was beating like thunder, and he always looked at each other for less than a second before being defeated.

He felt that Yan Bozong, who was drinking from the bottle, had a kind of wild beauty. His thin and resolute body seemed to contain countless energies, which could easily kill him.

Yan Bozong is not always a gentleman, old-fashioned, and decent, and he also has some bad tempers that occasionally show.

Such Yan Bozong moved his heart.

The big guys played until almost ten o'clock in the evening, and they all went to rest. Qi Liangqin and Yan Songwei shared a room.The two of them are married, so they naturally want to sleep together. Yan Songwei's buddy even teased the two of them: "This house doesn't seem to be very soundproof, don't play too much."

"I'm so exhausted, who has the time to do that, you think I'm a robot." Yan Songwei walked to the room with Qi Liangqin while talking.

Open the door and go in, it's a big bed room.

Yan Songwei went to take a shower, and Qi Liangqin lay on the bed through drunkenness.Yan Bozong lives next door to them.He recalled the countless times of staring at each other just now, and his face was a little hot.Yan Bozong probably understood his intentions, and probably avoided him like a snake at this time.

But he wanted to knock on Yan Bozong's door while Yan Songwei was taking a bath.

He stood up, went out, and walked to Yan Baizong's gate but hesitated, lowered his head, and lightly scratched the floor with his toes.Eros makes people ashamed, and he has no face to face the person he likes.He stretched out his hand, lowered his head, and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was Yan Bozong, whose face was gloomy the moment he saw him.

"Qi Liangqin, what do you want to do?" His voice was flat, with the usual ascetic flatness, but also seemed infinitely majestic: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Qi Liangqin raised his head, his eyes were slightly drunk, and he couldn't hide the shame in his eyes, his whole body seemed to be drunk: "I..."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Bozong's arm: "I..."

For most people in this world, what love needs most is luck. If you are lucky enough to meet the person you love among thousands of people, and the luckier person also loves you, besides luck, there is just a little bit of luck. Courage may be the courage to confess, the courage to hold hands, or the courage to face other difficulties.

For comrades, what is needed is a hundred times and a thousand times of luck, and a thousand times and a thousand times of courage.Many people have this kind of luck, but not this kind of courage, and some people have this kind of courage, but not this kind of luck.

And he has neither.He has neither the luck to meet the destined person nor the courage to bravely pursue love.He was just an ordinary and even pitiful old man who came home every night and lusted after the hero in the novel.

But he longs for love, longs to love others, and longs to be loved by others.Love is the most beautiful thing in this world, and it is precious. His desire for sex is more of love for the house. Sex without love is meaningless to him, and sex with love will swallow him up like a spring tide.

Now Qi Liangqin has half luck, half courage, and love in his heart.

He was swallowed by the spring tide.