Chapter 123: Different Red

"What do you think Shanshan and Xiaoyu are doing now?" Xiaoou suddenly raised his head in the darkness and said quietly.

Zhao Guodong, who was already a little confused, suddenly woke up and glanced at Xiaoou alertly: "What are you doing? What else can you do besides sleeping?"

"Hehe, I don't think so, maybe I'm just tossing and turning and sleeping alone." Xiaoou pressed her body tighter, and leaned against Zhao Guodong's body, and there was always a faint temptation, which made Zhao Guodong shake.

"Xiaoou, if you really think about them, you should advise them not to delay their youth. Youth is as short as possible. Find a close partner. The plainness is true." Zhao Guodong couldn't find more suitable words to persuade them. To be honest, he was not qualified to persuade others, but when he saw this situation, he really felt irritable, a kind of irritableness that always hurts others and himself.

"How do I persuade them? Didn't I take them apart?" Gu Xiaoou looked very proud and hateful. "All adults, they can judge their own outlook on life and worldview. I am not like them thinking about it, but they refuse to admit it, deceive themselves, waste their youth. In the end, they are either regretting for the rest of their lives. I just want to live out myself, do whatever I like, and don't like it, don't care about my own affairs."

Zhao Guodong sighed unceasingly. He didn't want to continue talking about this topic. Then it would be a matter of burning people. "Xiaoou, are you planning to be so confused for the rest of your life?"

"Brother, I don't like to hear you, what is a confusion? Is it like you who strives for the career goals you have set all day long, and those consumer groups are mediocre?" Gu Xiaoou held up a pair of hanging and straight chest-like rooms that made Zhao Guodong feel a little upset. Even in the darkness, he could see clearly at such a close distance. In front of her body, he seemed to be able to be calm.

"Creation is for consumption. Some people create and consume both, while others only consume but not create. But the purpose of creation is for consumption. I think we have also contributed to the world." Gu Xiaoou made a statement, "As long as someone willingly creates for me and lets me consume, I will succeed when I do this."

"It's unreasonable." Zhao Guodong slapped Gu Xiaoou's raised buttocks hard, and the crisp sound was particularly pleasant in the cold air.

"Brother, you have to admit that life in this world is not a model. Just like China is developing, the United States is not declining, Japan is as rich as it is, the world is rich and colorful, and the life we ​​pursue is just one of the ever-changing changes. I dare say that there are many people like me who pursue enjoying the quality of life." Xiaoou even deliberately raised her buttocks higher, seducing Zhao Guodong's eyes.

Zhao Guodong was speechless, but he still couldn't help but swear in anger: "Quality of life? Doesn't the package include the quality of sex?"

Gu Xiaoou raised her beautiful eyes in surprise, and an excited smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Brother, I like you to swear the most. This is also a way of life, isn't it? I like you to subvert your usual serious appearance the most. Well, think about the crazy freedom of the man sitting upright in front of everyone and talking with me, and I feel excited. That is the real you. I hate Berikov in the condom!"

"It seems that I have never used a condom when I was with you." Zhao Guodong grabbed the other party's plump and squeezed it hard, and said slowly.

Gu Xiaoou became even more excited and suddenly got up and rode on Zhao Guodong's waist. "Brother, your performance is my favorite side now."

Zhao Guodong smiled bitterly and pulled Gu Xiaoou down, thrusting a few palms on Xiaoou's buttocks hard, making it so hard that Xiaoou couldn't help screaming, and it was probably left with several finger marks.

It’s really a rebellion. The serfs cannot be liberated even if they turn over. You like it, I don’t like it!

However, Zhao Guodong has to admit that some of the truths Gu Xiaoou said. A few years later, the otakus, the dependents, and the moonlight tribes are surging. Doesn’t their lives also represent a way of life? You can’t just because you can’t stand it, you don’t like it, you disdain it, or even if you oppose it, this way of life will disappear. They will also exist, even spread and develop. You must learn to respect objective existence. You are not a god.

The madness of the night made Zhao Guodong feel refreshed, especially when Xiaoou, the girl, deliberately said some crazy words in his ears when she was having sex with her, such as how soft Qiao Shan's waist was, how sexy the earlobes were, how slender and well-proportioned Tong Yu's legs were, and how soft and warm the lower abdomen were, which stimulated Zhao Guodong, who had seen Qiao Shan and Tong Yu's bodies, was even more difficult to control himself, and he just wanted to press her down and ravage her enough.

This girl's madness was unparalleled. He could not imagine what this girl was thinking in her mind, and he didn't dare to guess. That was too evil.

At 6:30 in the morning, Zhao Guodong's biological clock responded on time, gently spread the pink arms across his neck, and Zhao Guodong stood up and sat up.

Xiaoou was still sleeping, and indecent sleeping posture had become a habit. One leg was pressed on the cushion, a towel was placed between the waist and abdomen, and the privacy between most of the chest and the gap between the legs was visible. Zhao Guodong shook his head and sighed.

Even this girl is invisible in her sleep. Even she herself says that she is a natural mistress. Zhao Guodong thinks this sentence is really classic.

After going down the stairs, Zhao Guodong felt very comfortable. In June, Andu only felt comfortable and cool. It was less than eight o'clock, so the sun would make you complain that Houyi would shoot the sun, so why didn't he shoot this?

This public living room is big enough, with an area of ​​80 square meters enough for the ballerina to perform here. When Zhao Guodong stood in the center of the living room, walked twice, and sweated all over, then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Walking out of the house, Zhao Guodong took a walk in the private garden, but saw a slim figure watering flowers. He looked at his watch and found it was already seven o'clock.

"Xiao Yu, where are you watering the flowers?" Zhao Guodong approached and said in a loud voice.

"Ah?!" Tong Yu was shocked and jumped up all of a sudden, almost throwing the watering kettle in his hand.

The backyard of each villa here retains nearly 100 square meters of garden green space for homeowners to freely play. Some build antique pavilions, some renovate vegetable gardens to enjoy the pastoral atmosphere of the southern mountains under the eastern fence, and some ask design companies to tailor-made them into a small playground for children to play. The back garden garden of Gu Xiaoou has become Tong Yu’s favorite. He specially hired a garden company to plan and design and shape, and cultivate many flowers he likes.

"What's wrong, Xiao Yu, isn't it? My voice or image is so terrifying?" Zhao Guodong's heart was shaken. I wonder if this girl learned from Xiaoou. She was so bold, so she wore a translucent suspender nightgown. When she jumped up, the pair of pigeon breasts on her chest were rippling. In addition, the white translucent silk pajamas were already a little close to her body, and the two pink buds suddenly came into her eyes, and the tight pants on her lower body also showed a hint of black.

Tong Yu also noticed his indecent image keenly, and quickly placed a hand on his chest to block Zhao Guodong's gaze and said coquettishly: "Who made you appear here quietly so early? I thought you were really a villain."

"Bad person? If you are a bad person, Xiao Yu, you will be miserable. Your image is just a gentleman and even a gentleman will become a bad person." Zhao Guodong teased, "Well, you have grown up."

"What did you say?" Tong Yu was shy, happy and a little angry.

"Well, I didn't say anything, don't think so. I just said Xiao Yu is mature and knows to discard those cartoon pants and change to clothes that are more suitable for you now." Zhao Guodong looked downward and blinked.

Tong Yu lowered his head and realized that his pajamas were indeed a little translucent, and even the embroidery on the front was clearly visible. He was ashamed and said angrily: "How come you are looking at these places?"

"Hua Tian is wronged, Xiao Yu, you said that we are facing each other like this, I can't look at my face, right? But these pants are pretty good-looking, really, the style and color are quite suitable for you." Zhao Guodong smiled and shook his head. Seeing that the other person's face turned red with shame, he quickly waved his hand, "You can hurry up and continue, I'll leave for the time being."

Seeing Zhao Guodong leaving in a hurry, Tong Yu kicked his feet hatefully. He didn't sleep well last night. He heard Xiaoou's dead girl sing like a bird at four or five o'clock in the morning. I guess Shanshan was too. She thought that she should have been sleeping for a while after a night of hard work, but she didn't expect that this person got up so early.

Zhao Guodong returned to the room awkwardly. He thought about it and simply went to the gym to take a look. He pushed the door open, but saw a situation that was even more embarrassing and jealous. Qiao Shan, wearing a small vest and shorts, was practicing yoga calmly. However, the small vest was too tight, which made the pair of beetles on his chest look very delicate, and the pair of raised beans were also clearly visible.

"Ah?!" Qiao Shan also screamed in shock. She suddenly remembered her image and hugged her chest quickly, "Go out!"

Zhao Guodong, who was extremely embarrassed, could only run away with his head in his arms. What's this? He got up early in the morning and could meet these things wherever he went, but he could not pretend to be serious but he could not leave. Isn't this trouble? Isn't it a matter of worrying about not being able to be quiet this weekend, and not being able to be quiet from mental to physiological.
Chapter completed!