Golden Greenery

Resakova was lying alone in her lonely dormitory at the Music University, with no roast goose, no almond cake, and no Christmas presents.

After the winter vacation came, she didn't go home right away. The trip to Ukraine originally arranged with Zhuoyang turned into this inexplicable state, and there is no explanation at all.

During the month of the cold war with Zhuoyang, Ruisa thoroughly sorted out those future and past events, cleaned them up cleanly, and there was no more entanglement. All these steps are consistent with her plan, and everything seems to be under her control, except Zhuoyang.

Resakova is waiting for Zhuoyang, waiting for Zhuoyang's opening. She had already figured it out, as long as Zhuoyang said a word to her, she would immediately let go of all her complaints, fly into Zhuoyang's arms, and let him do whatever he wanted.

However, a month passed and Resakova waited for nothing.

For the first time in her life, the proud Resakova felt so lost and so pitifully sad. She is willing to explain to Zhuoyang, willing to give up everything for Zhuoyang. However, the big boy didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

On this lonely Christmas Eve, Resakova didn't know where Zhuoyang was. in the school? Hannover? Or had left Germany, she had no way of knowing. Resakova bravely let go of her self-esteem and sent Zhuoyang a seemingly simple text message. While waiting for a reply from the phone, Ruisa swore to herself: As long as he can answer me, even in China, I will set off to find him right away.

However, throughout the night, the mobile phone held tightly in his right hand seemed to be in a deep sleep, without any movement. Finally unable to hold back the tears of grievance, Risa gradually fell asleep while crying...

Henkelburg Hotel, the luxury suite is still laughing and playing, and from time to time they even punched each other, "Two little bees...".

When the fourth bottle of wine was opened, Zhao Xue didn't dare to drink it anymore. As a subordinate and a nanny, she dare not completely forget herself. The older Zhao Xue also has a maturity that Zhuo Yang and Xiao Qing do not have. She staggered and retreated first, returned to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed. There are a total of three bedrooms, one large, two small, and three bedrooms in the suite. Zhao Xue's bedroom is just outside the suite.

Zhuoyang and Li Xiaoqing continued to drink recklessly, leaning against the sofa, sitting on the carpet with bare feet, talking and chatting while eating and drinking. Sometimes, a piece of unnutritious nonsense can make them both laugh, and the serious news on TV can also make them laugh out of breath while patting the coffee table.

Drunk too much!

Boys and girls are drunk!

It's not about being obsessed with light appearance, and the cold place is better. Don't have roots and buds, it's not a rich flower in the world.

The snow at night stops and falls, as if teasing this crystal fairy tale world.

After Christmas Eve, Christmas morning is cold. The whole city is still sleeping soundly, but the snow all over the world outside the window makes the dawn come extraordinarily early. The hustle and bustle of last night made the day seem extraordinarily quiet, and time seemed to have stopped at the moment of dawn.

Zhuoyang was awakened by a bubble of urine. He struggled to open his eyes, and after waking up, he had a splitting headache.

Where the fuck is this? I drank too much and lost my memory for a while.

It was a very strange big room, and the sufficient heating made the room as warm as spring. Zhuoyang felt that his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe, as if something was holding him down.

He opened the down comforter in a daze...

In an instant, Zhuoyang was so frightened that he couldn't sleep at all!

A head of jet-black messy hair clings to his bare chest, and under the long hair is a beautiful and delicate profile. With a small nose, long eyelashes, there is not even a tiny wrinkle around the closed eyes, and there is a faint smile on the moist lips.

Pink and tender arms like lotus root rest on Zhuoyang's chest, half wrapping his arms around his neck. A pink thigh pressed over Zhuoyang's left leg, and was inserted between his two legs.

——Li Xiaoqing! !

Zhuoyang only had a pair of white boxer tops all over his body.

And Li Xiaoqing's whole body was only left with a narrow camisole and a pair of delicate panties, both of which were pure white. The roundness of the girl makes the poor little vest bulging, ready to come out, and the focus on the rich rhyme is clearly visible.

What happened last night?

Zhuoyang didn't dare to move, no matter how much he drank, he was so scared that he was sober now. What happened? He tried his best to recall, but no matter how hard he tried to think, the last thought and memory was only staying with Li Xiaoqing, leaning against the carpet in the living room and drinking non-stop. Afterwards, it was as if his memory was stolen by some mysterious force, without any concept at all.

Did you do it?

If you say you didn't do it, no one will believe the two of them now! But if you said you did it, why didn't you feel the slightest bit? If I just did it in such a muddle-headed way, I would feel a little grievous. Anyway, this is the first time for me, but I can't even remember any memories...

Come whatever you are afraid of.

Just when Zhuoyang was thinking wildly and praying that Li Xiaoqing would never wake up, the girl's eyelashes moved twice, followed by blinking, and her eyes opened.

Zhuoyang held his breath nervously, looking at Li Xiaoqing who woke up in horror.

Li Xiaoqing was obviously in a state of amnesia and confusion just like Zhuo Yang just now. The eyeballs rolled back and forth, left and right, and then——

Four, eye, phase, right!

"ah--"

"ah--"

The two screamed at the same time.

"What did you do to me?"

"What did you do to me?"

The two spoke in unison again.

Li Xiaoqing jumped off Zhuoyang's body as if on a spring, and sat up on the other side of the big bed. Both of them looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost.

Li Xiaoqing's body is perfect, flawless. A few strands of long hair, piled in clouds and ink, hang down on her chest, forming a strong visual difference with her snow-white and delicate skin. The short and pitiful camisole can only cover up the girl's upright pride, but it exposes the delicate and jade-like collarbone without any cover. On the flat and soft lower abdomen, the deep navel fossa is petite and cute. The mystery hidden in the alluring triangle inner is looming.

She is also looking at Zhuoyang. The muscles of the chest are sharp and angular, toned but not rough. The graceful lines of the muscles extend to the shoulders and underarms, and then to the arms and lower abdomen. The horizontal abdominal muscles and the oblique vest line are perfectly arranged together.

"ah--"

Finding that Zhuo Yang was staring straight at her half-naked body, Li Xiaoqing screamed again, and quickly crossed her arms to protect her chest. Then, he hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap himself up. Then, she immediately saw Zhuoyang's tent that was erected high because of the urination and the man's morning erection.

At this time, Zhuoyang was like a Terminator with a sniper rifle.

"Ah—" There was another shrill scream.

"Get out quickly! Get out quickly." Li Xiaoqing's flustered voice changed.

Zhuoyang jumped out of bed in embarrassment, and rushed out of the bedroom in a panic. Fortunately, he knew that he picked up his trousers from the ground halfway.

"Ah—" There was also a scream coming from outside the door.

Zhao Xue, who was sitting blankly in the living room, was worrying whether to go in and look for Xiaoqing, whether to enter or not. She knew that Zhuoyang was inside, and the two of them should be on good terms with this posture. But why would there be a scream? When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly saw Zhuoyang, who was almost naked, rushing out with a gun in his hand. Zhao Xue was so ashamed that she screamed, covered her eyes, and ran back to her room, slamming the door with a "bang".

There are two bathrooms in the suite. Zhuoyang got into the small shower room, locked the door first, and took a long time to calm down his "peng bang" heartbeat.