Twenty-one beauties have an appointment (please vote)

Style: Historical Author: finger lingering fragranceWords: 2269Update Time: 24/01/12 08:53:30
At five o'clock, Zhou Zhihan found a deserted playground and ran a few laps. He was sweating profusely and felt very comfortable. The smell of alcohol on his body was completely gone.

Returning to the dormitory, there was no one in the dormitory. After the enjoyable drinking session in the afternoon, the students took advantage of the alcohol and went out in full force to have fun.

After taking a shower, put on the shorts and socks you just bought, and throw the socks and underwear into the trash can.

I smelled that my underwear still had no smell, so I decided not to change it for the time being, to save water for the military academy and to be a diligent and frugal student.

Before time travel, I did this when I was in high school and college.

Putting on a pair of jeans, casually wearing a windproof jacket, a black student hat, and a black scarf in a new pattern that only modern people can wear, Zhou Zhihan rode his bicycle out of the gate of the military academy.

Two more guards were on duty at the gate, and they greeted Zhou Zhihan with a smile. Zhou Zhihan usually gave them good cigarettes.

Now Zhou Zhihan finally understood that the reason why he usually spent a lot of money was because he successfully attracted the attention of the rich woman.

No, in the morning I drank tea with the rich woman, had some snacks, and chatted, and I earned more than 90 US dollars.

In 1936, with the purchasing power of US$100, you could buy five young ladies to play volleyball on the beach.

Passing by the Tang Restaurant, Zhou Zhihan saw the fat boss still sitting in front of the counter, napping, still holding the Book of Changes in his hand. Shu Qin was sitting on a stool, seemingly in a daze, thinking about something.

After turning a few turns and crossing several streets, Zhou Zhihan locked his bicycle at the door of a bar, then walked to a remote alley about a kilometer away, where he saw He Ningyu's Ford.

He Ningyu was waiting for him at his usual place after get off work. The comfort level of this Ford car was not as good as that of the two little QQs who had not traveled through Zhou Zhihan before, but the interior of the car was comparable to the Mercedes-Benz S-class in the 21st century, especially the interior of the car. There is no plastic smell, no formaldehyde smell, just the natural smell of wood and cowhide seats.

"Zhihan, tonight, I will take you to see my family's other house in New York. Only my parents and I have lived there before. You are the first person to go with me besides my parents." .”

You really can't believe everything the beautiful woman says. She has never said before that her family has other properties in New York.

But that doesn't matter. What's important is that He Ningyu is an only child.

Zhou Zhihan sat next to He Ningyu, smelling the faint fragrance of her body. His breathing was a little tight and he looked a little reserved in his seat.

Zhou Zhihan adjusted his posture to make himself more casual.

Looking at He Ningyu from the side, she is so beautiful that Zhou Zhihan doesn't want to look away. No wonder his ex has not completely captured He Ningyu for so long, and the remaining consciousness is still so infatuated. On the one hand, He Ningyu is too beautiful and his family is too rich, which makes his ex a bit too much. Looking up to her is also a big reason.

Some men are like this. They usually look cool and natural, and talk freely with women. Once they meet a woman they like deeply, they become timid and extremely unconfident. They worry about gains and losses for fear of losing her, so they will He couldn't help but please her, he couldn't help being humble, so humble that he lost himself.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the car arrived in front of No. 21 Bruce Street.

Well!

It's a villa.

The size of the villa is not too large, but it is exquisitely built and has an elegant environment. You can enjoy a comfortable life here with your family on weekends, away from distractions.

The interior of the villa is not very luxurious. It is mainly decorated with warm colors and fully furnished, making people feel at home and relaxed.

After entering the house and turning on the lights, He Ningyu first lit the firewood in the fireplace, giving the house a hint of warmth.

She went to the small bar and picked up a bottle of 1918 wine. She opened it skillfully, took the inverted goblet on the glass holder, poured one-sixth of the full glass of wine, and handed a glass to Zhou Zhihan. She held the other glass elegantly with three fingers, shook it gently, and then clinked the glass with Zhou Zhihan, who was also shaking the wine.

"Dang!"

The wine glass rang softly, He Ningyu licked her red lips, and looked at Zhou Zhihan affectionately with her clean eyes.

At night, the weather in New York is still very cold.

After a while, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the room was as warm as spring.

"Zhihan, go take a shower. On the way here, I smelled that your shirt has not been washed for at least a day." He Ningyu bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head and said, "But, I like it This breath."

Look, this is the advantage of not wanting to wash your underwear.

Men, you have to be manly.

Zhou Zhihan's face was not red: "But after I took a shower, I didn't have any underwear to change."

He Ningyu's face suddenly showed shyness: "There is a bath towel in the bathroom, just wrap it up..." Her voice became smaller and smaller as she spoke, and the words "just wrap it up" at the end were like mosquitoes Generally quiet.

Zhou Zhihan was stunned. Tonight, he tried his best to help his predecessor capture He Ningyu, but as far as the current enemy situation was concerned, it was He Ningyu who wanted to capture him!

After Zhou Zhihan stayed for two seconds, his face showed an expression of surprise, joy and anticipation, and he squeezed He Ningyu's hand: "Ningyu... I, can I not leave tonight?"

"Oops..." He Ningyu gently broke away from Zhou Zhihan's big hand, "You've already hurt me..."

As she spoke, she turned around shyly and said faintly: "From tonight onwards, you swear to always be good to me, okay?"

Zhou Zhihan took a step forward and held He Ningyu's arm with both hands: "Ningyu, I swear... I will only love you for the rest of my life. You have to believe me, I..."

"Okay, okay, if I don't believe you, I won't bring you here!" He Ningyu said, lowering her head, turning around, not daring to look directly at Zhou Zhihan's face, and pushed him, "Go quickly, go quickly, wait. You come out later, I...I'm going to take a shower too."

These few words are like the sound of mosquitoes, almost inaudible.

He Ningyu's coquettish look was so beautiful that Zhou Zhihan was fascinated by it. After a while, he entered the bathroom ink-mok.

The hot water pipe in the bathroom is connected to the fireplace. When the firewood is ignited and the fireplace begins to heat up, the hot water is circulated to the bathroom water supply system.

Zhou Zhihan began to take off his clothes.

He opened the shoe cabinet, but there were only a few pairs of women's slippers in the cabinet, and they were all very small, so he could only make do with them if they squeezed his feet.

Above the slippers are drawers and cabinets for clothing.

Zhou Zhihan opened the drawer and found He He Ningyu's underwear inside.

There is a drawer full of swimsuit dresses in various colors and styles.

In the closet are various pajamas and beach hats.

There was hot water in the bathtub. I don't know what spices He Ningyu put in the water. The smell made Zhou Zhihan feel his heart move.

I walked under the faucet and turned on the hot water. After a while, the bathroom was filled with heat, like a fairyland.

Zhou Zhihan applied soap.

I was covered in foam.

Rubbing.

"Squeak!"

The bathroom door was opened.

"Zhihan, I took out all your clothes. They will get damp easily in the bathroom. I washed the shirt and hung it by the fireplace. You can wear it when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Zhihan heard this and quickly covered himself with his hands.

Just as his heartbeat quickened.

"Bang!"

The door was gently closed again.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Zhihan was done, casually wiped his wet hair, and then walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.