Chapter 882: Yan Xia (41)

Pink Rose Love: Yan Xia (Waru Alan)

（41）

To be sure, if it is cheating, then stop for at least half a month, because during the trip, there should be at least one change per week.

If I write about cheating in continuous updates, it's a netizen who provided **.

Cheating should be narrated in memories, and the feeling at that time should be drunk and dreaming of death, and it is impossible to sit alone in front of the computer and code words.

When I curled up in bed for 12 hours and fell into the fantasy of love, I felt that every cell of my body was as good as ever, more comfortable than in the summer of 1987.

At that time, I knew what kind of work I would do in the future, but I didn't know when I would be able to earn enough money for a lifetime, but now it is different.

Now, life is a constant movement over and over again, and I can rest 24 hours a day, so why bother looking for things to do?

That day I was really confused, he began to be coquettish, and in the minute by second calculating the time spent together online, I said that I had not eaten two meals, and now I was really hungry, and he said: No, I have to book a time and place to meet.

He said he made 300 calls a day to his sister, "If you don't want to be beaten by your husband, you'd better be obedient, I don't look at the time when I call." ”

I hurried to the Q group to delete the house electricity, a madman is enough to bear, don't have another situation.

I thought it was just a male version of Hu Wenjuan, trapped by love, it's a big deal to comfort me, anyway, I'm not a virgin. I didn't expect to be a nymphomaniac, it's terrible!

I said the time and place.

"Can you really go on your own? Stand up and I'll see. ”

Then I heard a sigh, and a sour feeling crossed my heart.

The kind of sadness that is very familiar, I thought it would only appear when I was talking to someone I love, it was my despair. I didn't expect him to have it here, he said: I'm not going, I'm not worthy.

I said I didn't want to go out because I didn't have the right hands or feet.

I'm deliberately creating a misunderstanding, hoping that people seeking a one-night stand will back off. I can also explain that because my fingers have to hit the keyboard, it is not convenient for my feet to go out.

Could it be that if you are lame, you dare to love?

I rubbed my stiff face and pretended to be relaxed and said, "What are you anxious about, you will always be 15 years younger than me!"

As long as I stare into other people's eyes, my face will change the way they want it to be, so my biological age is to see who I am with.

Even Aunt Lu also thinks that I am a peer who has a heart and soul with her. The beauty or ugliness of my photographs is the impression of the person taking the photograph of me, not the image of me.

I can only barely count myself as a man. Because of this, it is possible to squeeze smoothly into high society. If it was really born beautiful, it would have been spoiled and fostered a long time ago, and he was physically and mentally injured and had no intention of studying, so he had to go to the factory as a female worker, enter the counter of the shopping mall, and at most enter the front desk of the company.

So, I said, if you meet a real person who really wants it, that's what counts. Whatever you say on the Internet is for nothing. There is nothing to say on the Internet, then it is really unmanned love - fleeting is also love, and silent is love!