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Back in the room, Gong Yan put the woman in his arms on the bed, the bedding on the bed was a little messed up, and the high heels were put flat on the ground.

The high-chased cheongsam exposed a large area of ​​white and tender skin because she was lying flat. Gong Yan frowned and helped her untie the decorations, necklaces, and pearl earrings on her head. After all, these things were uncomfortable to wear.

What I didn't expect was that just after taking off the tiara, Gong Yan bent down to untie the necklace for her, when someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, she glanced down lazily, and saw Hua Manyi's drunken face, her eyes dimly watching To himself, he whispered, "What do you want to do?"

That tone seemed like she Gong Yan had committed a big crime.

"You're drunk." Gong Yan said with no expression on his face.

"Heh... wouldn't it be more convenient for you to do it?" Hua Manyi sneered, "I don't want to see what you look like. Is this lady something you can touch?"

Gong Yan: "..."

Gong Yan's eyes turned cold, and he pulled his hand away, "You have a good rest, I'll go out."

"Don't!" A hurried voice came from the bed, before Gong Yan could react, her wrist was grabbed by a pair of thin hands again, she had no choice but to turn her head.

Hua Manyi began to look at her with a strange expression, her eyes mist with grievance, "Mother Gong... don't go, I know it's you..."

"I don't want to drink with you...they will touch me and try to take advantage of me..."

While talking, Hua Manyi started to cry, holding Gong Yan's hand to her face, "Really, they are so dirty//dirty, I feel so//dirty, woo woo woo..."

There was fine snow outside the window, and the stove in the room was glowing with warmth. The woman under the light was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke curled up under the light and shadow. Gong Yan looked at her with complicated eyes for a long time, and Hua Manyi's delicate palm Skin, and wet and sticky teardrops mixed in.

"I see." After a while, she responded in a deep voice.

I don't know if she didn't hear it or ignored it, Hua Manyi twisted her eyebrows and slowly moved the hand on her face down until it covered the tall tower, "It seems to be a little bigger...I feel so uncomfortable, you Can you rub it for me?"

"Hua Manyi!" When the woman touched the softness, her expression turned ugly, "Don't push yourself too hard."

"I can't make progress..." Hua Manyi replied with reason and evidence, making people wonder if she was not drunk at all, but the blush on her face, the eyes that were sober and confused for a while, and the nonsense on her mouth The gibberish made it impossible to associate her with sobriety.

After such a stalemate for a long time, the woman on the bed seemed to give in. Under Gong Yan's eyes, she rubbed herself vigorously twice, and asked coquettishly, "Then can you pour me a glass of water? I'm so thirsty..."

Gong Yan couldn't help it, he couldn't just leave it alone, so he turned around and poured a glass of water, handed it to the bedside, "Get up and drink."

Hua Manyi looked at the shadow of the cup dangling in front of her eyes, she wanted to reach out to hold it, but she didn't know what she came across, only to hear the woman beside the bed suddenly call her name.

"Huh?" She was puzzled. She didn't seem to know anything until she felt the wetness on her chest. Instead, she replied in a very calm tone, "The water... poured..."

Hua Manyi started to unbutton the cheongsam with difficulty, but unfortunately it was too tight and her hands were not flexible enough to untie it all the time. She began to feel sad, and her mouth was aggrieved, "Woo - can't untie..."

Gong Yan put the water glass on the bedside with a headache, "Hua Manyi, why are you so childish?"

With a headache, Gong Yan wanted to smoke, but when she raised her hand, she realized that she had stubbed out the cigarette, and this was not her room, so there was no new cigarettes to smoke.

The woman on the bed was still crying, entangled with the buttons while crying, seeing that she was about to tear the expensive high-cut cheongsam, Gong Yan finally couldn't help holding her hand, "I'll do it."

The buttons are unbuttoned one by one, and you can clearly see that the purple embroidered belly/pocket is wrapped in a beautiful and full shape. It may be really big, and the belly/pocket is a little tight, and you can even see the raised cutting edge.

Gong Yan glanced at it, took off all the clothes on Hua Manyi without changing his face, and threw them on the chair casually, probably tired, Hua Manyi stopped making trouble, and Gong Yan stared at that pretty face in a daze After a while, suddenly there was a cold snort in the throat, covered the quilt, turned and went out.

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Early the next morning, Hua Manyi had a splitting headache and a thirsty throat. The pendulum clock on the wall pointed to 6 o'clock. It was still very early, and no one was probably up yet.

Hua Manyi was about to get out of bed, but the quilt slipped off her straight collarbone, revealing her naked body. She was dazed for a while, quickly recalling what happened last night in her mind.

She was drinking with Mr. Li, and after she was drunk, she vaguely heard Mr. Li calling her name all the time...

Is it possible...

Hua Manyi couldn't accept the result, trembling with rage, she was about to get out of bed to find someone to settle the score, after taking two steps, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the ashtray on the bedside.

She bought this ashtray and kept it there in case Gong's mother came to her room one day, so she could make preparations.Haven't used it yet, but why is there an extra cigarette butt on it?

She remembered that the one surnamed Li didn't smoke. Does that mean that Mama Gong came to her room last night?

Could it be that she also took off the clothes on her body?

That's right, there is no trace on her body, it is impossible for that kind of thing to happen, not to mention that Gong Ma has been in her room, it is even more impossible.

The more Hua Manyi thought about it, the more she became sure that the headache after the hangover was gone. She shrank back into the quilt and felt the warmth of the quilt with her skin. She didn't know what she was happy about, but she was just inexplicably happy.

I dawdled on the bed for a while, and didn't get up until I was thirsty, dressed and ready to go out to pour some hot water.

It happened that there was no water in the kettle, so Hua Manyi simply carried the kettle downstairs and went to the kitchen to make some preparations.Approaching the kitchen, there was a faint crying sound, Hua Manyi frowned in confusion, and wanted to step forward to find out, but her footsteps stopped in front of the door.

The crying inside the door came from Xiaoxiao.

"Your mother wants you to marry, what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do!"

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry, my sister will be sad if you cry." Another voice came from Sister Fuling.

"I don't want you to care, you go, you go! You go and marry your lover..." Xiaoxiao seemed to be on the verge of collapse, probably because she was afraid of disturbing others, so she suppressed her emotions.

Sister Fuling sounded a bit choked up, "Xiaoxiao, do you believe in Sister Fuling?"

Xiaoxiao didn't reply, sobbing.

"Trust me, three months, I will definitely come back to you in just three months."

"really?"

"real."

No one spoke at the back, but there was a strange sound. Hua Manyi couldn't figure out what that sound was. Driven by curiosity, she poked her head out from behind the door to look in.

With just one glance, she was shocked. She saw Xiaoxiao, who was usually enthusiastic and energetic, being hugged by the gentle and delicate sister Fu Ling, and the two of them were kissing/kissing.

Hua Manyi quickly covered her mouth, widened her eyes, went through what she had heard before and after, and finally understood why Xiaoxiao was crying so desolately.

The water stopped, and Hua Manyi hurried upstairs and closed the door. For a moment, she didn't know whether it was because the people around her liked women, or because she was shocked by the first time she encountered such a relationship that had never been recognized by the world. .

But she clearly understood that she didn't seem to reject it, and was even a little happy, but in a blink of an eye, she felt ashamed of her "not rejecting". At the time, she didn't care about human relations, thinking that such feelings would never happen to her.

But when a certain figure appeared in her mind, she felt that if it was that person, the girl she loved would be very happy, because that woman was excellent and proud, and no one could overwhelm her.

The more Hua Manyi thought about it, she woke up suddenly at a certain moment, and realized later that she didn't know when she seemed to have a lot of unexplainable feelings for that person.

And it's growing wildly.

When singing, she can't help but look forward to the day when there will be that woman in the audience, smoking a cigarette and looking at herself lazily; Does Mama Gong think a little bit differently about her and her body when she undresses herself.

Hua Manyi suddenly remembered that one day, Sister Fang blamed herself for being too attached to Gong's mother, and she never left Gong's mother with ten words.At that time, after being reprimanded by Gong Ma for dancing badly, she was like a student who was eager to get affirmation.But at that time, Mama Gong was like a capitalist who did nothing but treat everyone the same.

Hua Manyi couldn't figure it out. The aftereffects of the hangover hit her. She felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach and dizzy. She put this matter aside for the time being. She didn't want to think about it anymore. She was exhausted and went back to bed to sleep.