Prostitutes do not seek pleasure GL

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Zhao Zhen was startled: "No. Are you joking?"

"Take it as a job benefit." Ning Yu acted coquettishly in a soft voice, "How about it, designer."

Zhao Zhen couldn't stand being acted like a spoiled child by such a big and tall Ning Yu, so he distanced himself and said firmly, "No."

"Why?" Ning Yu was aggrieved.

"Only Lin Yi has been to my house."

"Going as a son-in-law?" Ning Yu teased.

"friend."

"Then I'm not your friend?"

At the end of Zhao Zhen's speech, knowing that he couldn't talk to Ning Yu, he put on a non-negotiable tone, and refused concisely: "Anyway, no."

"Okay." A trace of disappointment flashed across Ning Yu's eyes, and she lowered her hand.He sighed lowly.

Seeing Ning Yu's appearance, Zhao Zhen felt a little guilty, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but saw Ning Yu looking over quietly, his eyes were covered with mist, which made people tremble.

"Your parents must be very kind to you. I ran away from home when I was a teenager and never went back home." Ning Yu smiled, with a trace of bitterness on her lips, "Up to now, I have been wandering alone It's been more than ten years. I even forgot what the 'home' should look like."

Zhao Zhen listened silently, seeing the loss in Ning Yu's eyes, her heart suddenly picked up, and she really felt sorry for the confident woman in front of her.

If you continue to be stubborn, it will be too hurtful.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily, carefully touched the hair on the woman's forehead, and comforted softly: "I will take you home. My parents are very nice, they will like you."

Ning Yu hugged Zhao Zhen's slender waist smoothly, and leaned her chin on Zhao Zhen's shoulder: "Don't you pity me?"

"No."

Unceremoniously leaning against Zhao Zhen's body, he asked, "You won't go back on your word?"

"No." Zhao Zhen firmly agreed, stroking Ning Yu's back.

Ning Yu leaned quietly in Zhao Zhen's arms for a while, then suddenly giggled, and whispered in Zhao Zhen's ear, "The designer is so nice."

Zhao Zhen saw that Ning Yu's smile was as bright as a peach, how could she still have a little bit of the pitiful look just now?Knowing that he was being tricked by that person again, Zhao Zhen was really angry: "Get lost! Tell you to use this method to lie to me again!"

"Then I'll get out. As long as the designer doesn't regret it." Ning Yu smiled triumphantly, and stood up gently pressing Zhao Zhen's shoulder.

Zhao Zhen stuffed the huge suitcase into the car with great effort, while Ning Yu held a cosmetic bag in her hand, and counted the skin care products and cosmetics inside, none of which were left behind.

The car was speeding along the empty highway under the setting sun, as if the car was carrying a round of sunset, bathed in pure orange-red light.

Ning Yu seemed to be in a good mood. She opened the car window and let the biting wind set off waves in her hair. She squinted her eyes to watch the sunset and the road after another journey. The corner of her mouth smiled as always, as if drinking the thin sunset glow .

Zhao Zhen's mood became clearer, the wind blew across her cheeks, and the journey home was brisker than ever.In the past, when I went back with Lin Yiren, because of the special relationship, I always felt a little nervous and restrained thinking about how to cover up.

Zhao Zhen had already called back to tell her parents that she was going back, and made a special confession that she would bring a "new friend" back.

The car was only parked in a simple parking lot at the entrance of the village. The roads in the village were difficult to walk. When Ning Yu got out of the car, her heels stepped into the cracks in the gravel and she let out a soft drink.

Zhao Zhen was annoyed secretly that he forgot to tell this stinky woman to bring convenient shoes, so he stepped forward and handed her his arm for support.

There was no displeasure on Ning Yu's face: "Unpack my luggage."

Zhao Zhen thought that Ning Yu had brought a change of shoes, opened it and saw that there were some skin care products in separate packages, and one or two changes of clothes.The largest one is a gift box, I don't know what it contains.

"You can't come to the door empty-handed." Ning Yu carried the gift box, took Zhao Zhen's arm, and walked slowly and deeply.

"I told you not to come." Zhao Zhen supported Ning Yu, frowning and whispering.

The plants planted at the door of the house withered into dead branches in the bitter wind, Zhao Zhen's heart was filled with familiarity, and he showed a joyful smile. He accelerated his pace in the last few steps, and left Ning Yu almost all the way. ran into the house.

Zhao Zhen took Zhao's father and Zhao's mother out. It was the first time that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother saw Zhao Zhen bring other friends home except Lin Yiren. They rubbed their hands and pulled Ning Yu into the house. They were so happy from ear to ear: "Okay Pretty little girl."

Ning Yu was happy to be a well-behaved child, calling her uncle and aunt sweetly.

Zhao Zhen felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it, and distanced himself from Ning Yu in disgust.

A table of dishes had already been prepared at home, and the heat slowly rose to the roof, wiping away the cold air from the people who came from afar.

"Try it, try it." Zhao's father has always been the person in charge of the family, and now he presents his special dish as if offering a treasure, "Now cooking in the city uses gas and induction cooker, but in my opinion, it is still made of stove. The food is delicious, you little kids in the city will definitely not be able to eat it."

Ning Yu originally took a graceful bite, but was scalded by the freshly cooked dish, sticking out her little tongue and screaming repeatedly.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother laughed amusedly, and gave Ning Yu a cold dish with chopsticks: "Slow down, slow down."

"It's not that the stove is delicious, it should be said that the homemade food is delicious." Ning Yu blinked and said, "The cook outside cooks countless meals every day, how can anyone cook well at home, three meals a day, The food is carefully prepared, bringing the taste of home, the feelings of home, of course it is delicious.”

"That makes sense." Father Zhao and mother Zhao laughed in unison.

Father Zhao seemed to be coaxed into joy by Ning Yu. He even moved out the wine jar that had been cherished for a long time and was reluctant to drink it, and removed the red cloth that sealed the jar.

Ning Yu handed over the wine glass with a smile, and said, "Uncle, you can be merciful, I'm not as big as you."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao's father said proudly, "It's good to sleep at most when you're drunk. I'll let Xiaozhen take care of you."

"At home, there are very few people like this." Zhao's mother agreed, and put a piece of chicken into Ning Yu's bowl, "Xiao Kai is really, I haven't come back for so long to see."

Zhao Zhen's hand holding the chopsticks froze, feeling a little dazed.Ning Yu shook Zhao Zhen's hand calmly, and smiled brighter: "Look at what you said, Zhao Zhen is such a good daughter in front of her, and she wants to do so much. Zhao Zhen is not enough, and there is me .”

Father Zhao was in high spirits: "That's right, don't spoil the fun. Boy, you always want to go out and make a living."

Zhao's mother laughed: "It would be a blessing to have a daughter like you."

Ning Yu and Zhao's father drank a few cups, holding the porcelain cups, blushing on their faces, squinting at Zhao Zhen who was sitting beside him.

"Dad, don't give her a drink." Zhao Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and persuaded her.

"It's okay. Uncle is interested, so I'll accompany you." Ning Yu lazily leaned against Zhao Zhen, touching Zhao Zhen's face with her fingertips, "Besides, uncle said, drunk, just leave me to you."

Ning Yu leaned in her arms, her ambiguous voice climbed from her neck to her ears, Zhao Zhen's face turned slightly red, he twisted Ning Yu's waist, pulled away from her and gave him a sharp look: " No bones?"

Ning Yu straightened up and complained to Father Zhao with a smile: "Uncle, I've been drinking too much right now and I'm weak. Look at her, she won't let me go at all."

Zhao's father was coaxed to the point where he was about to speak, but Zhao Zhen grabbed Ning Yu's shoulder resignedly, hugged that soft body and leaned against him, and said helplessly, "I'm convinced."

Ning Yu narrowed her eyes lazily, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, she leaned up and snuggled up to Zhao Zhen's neck, her curly hair tickled Zhao Zhen a bit.Ning Yu is much taller than Zhao Zhen. Even Zhao Zhen finds this posture very awkward. Ning Yu probably won't be comfortable, but that person looks very comfortable, and he still has nothing to do with Zhao's father and Zhao's mother. Speak nicely.

In front of him was the elder who was grinning from ear to ear, and beside him was a well-behaved person who was showing off. Zhao Zhen quietly and slowly lowered his head and drank the hot soup in the bowl, feeling extra warm and fulfilled.

After eating dinner for more than two hours, Zhao Zhen followed his father to the kitchen to clean up the dishes. When he came out, he saw Ning Yu and Zhao's mother sitting in front of the TV, teaching Zhao's mother to apply the hand cream they brought over. The individual heads are brought together, harmonious and intimate.

Zhao Zhen didn't bother, and went upstairs to the long-lost room by herself.Regardless of the endless friendship of the landlord, he took a quick shower and lay down on the bed, made himself a cup of tea, and took a magazine to read.

It was still the old yellow light. When Ning Yu came in, she saw Zhao Zhen shrouded in a soft light, like a classical romantic oil painting. The background was old and mottled golden. Writing a scroll, his brows and eyes drooped as if he had fallen into a dreamland.

Zhao Zhen lazily raised his eyelids, and after seeing that it was Ning Yu, he lowered his eyes to the book in his hand: "Is the hand cream easy to use?"

"Uncle and aunt asked me to sleep in your room today." Ning Yu walked to the bed, quietly looked at Zhao Zhen's delicate eyebrows, and said with a smile, "You won't drive me away, will you? If you drive me away, I can only go to Zhao Zhen Kai’s room is asleep. Although no one has lived in it for a long time, it must be tainted with a manly smell.”

"Go take a bath." Zhao Zhen gently opened her lips and said, "The pajamas are ready for you."

After taking a bath, Ning Yu had a scent of fragrance on her body. Zhao Zhen's clothes were too small for her, not to mention the smooth skin was always inadvertently exposed around the waist, and the chest was tightly stretched, outlining the The mysterious and proud shape is really a bit risqué.

Zhao Zhen was a little distracted, followed by blurring the words on the book, and restrained herself not to look at it, but Ning Yu graciously snatched the obscuring leaf and threw it aside, and crawled into the quilt with her hands.A burst of cold air gushed out of Zhao Zhengang's warm quilt, making Zhao Zhen shiver suddenly, and leaned back to the side.

"Uncle and aunt are really nice people." Ning Yu casually picked up some topics and chatted with Zhao Zhen leaning on the same pillow.

"No. I think it's your parents', not mine." Zhao Zhen said sourly.

Ning Yu chuckled and said, "Go to bed early. I heard from my aunt that I will go with you to the nearest mountain tomorrow morning to pick some winter tea."

Zhao Zhen's body froze all of a sudden, and the emotions in his eyes surged unpredictablely.After a long time, he reached out and pulled the lamp.Ning Yu heard the sound of Suo beside her, and Zhao Zhen had already lay down, her back turned to her without saying a word.

Ning Yu fumbled over to hug her, leaning on her ear and asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes tiredly: "I'll take you there tomorrow. Tea also pays attention to thick accumulation and steady growth. Winter tea has a mellow taste and a strong aroma. It's very delicious."

Ning Yu's body came closer, and her voice got closer, and her soft voice whispered in her ears like a bewitching voice: "Zhao Zhen, do you still remember what I said, if you ask me anything in the future, I will never lie to you."

"You still owe me the truth, Zhao Zhen."

Caressing Zhao Zhen's head, letting the strands of hair run through her fingers, Ning Yu waited patiently.After a long time, Zhao Zhen's body trembled slightly, and the silence was finally broken, but a strong nasal voice came from under the quilt: "In the past, Lin Yiren and I liked the scenery on that mountain very much."

Ning Yu couldn't see Zhao Zhen's expression, so she put a hand on Zhao Zhen's face, and felt a touch of moisture.Sighing, she patted Zhao Zhen on the back lightly.

At first Zhao Zhen talked with his back to Ning Yu, and at some point turned around and leaned on Ning Yu's shoulder, talking about the autumn leaves that she and Lin Yiren met, about the moonlight in the empty valley on the top of the mountain together, about their life The promise given by the handle at the fork in the road, and the fragmentation of the dream after a case.

The tears could no longer be contained, even if Zhao Zhen bit her lip and didn't want to lose her composure in front of Ning Yu, Ning Yu's neck was already wet.

"I hate her, but I can't bear her even more, so I originally wanted to leave and never see her again, but I finally came back. I don't want to spend my whole life with her, but that matter is in my heart. Every time I see Zhao Kai looked in pain, I... I had no choice but to torture her and myself, and I didn't even reject Zhou Chu directly. I wanted to see how she cared about me, and to see her accompany me in pain or guilt, but she didn't No expression, but more and more indifferent..."

Grabbing Ning Yu's clothes, Zhao Zhen asked repeatedly like a helpless child: "Tell me, how could she betray me and my brother like that, why can she easily throw away her promises, why is it me who suffers and hers?" Take it easy? I hate it so much, what should I do, what should I do..."

Ning Yu only reached out to caress Zhao Zhen's trembling back, sighed softly, and said, "Go to sleep."

The murmuring voice became more and more tired and powerless, and finally fell silent, turning into wisps of light under the moonlight, embracing the night.