Perfect Feast

Chapter Thirty-One You Beast

The car reached the downstairs in the last row. After Liu Yang stopped the car, he didn't intend to get out of the car. Unexpectedly, Sun Qingmei turned her head and said as she got out of the car: "Just stop here, it's okay..."

Uh... Just when Liu Yang was at a loss, Sun Qingmei held the door of the car with one hand, poked her head in, and said in a vague tone: "Sorry, I lost my composure... I feel weak all over my body, and my legs are very weak. , help me up..."

Liu Yang also had no reason to refuse Sun Qingmei's request. Her legs were still weak, and she was a big man, so she couldn't ignore her and leave her alone.

Liu Yang had no choice but to get out of the car, walked around to Sun Qingmei's side, put his right hand around her back, put his palm under her armpit, and let her bear most of the weight of her body on his right hand.

Enter the elevator, press the number, the elevator rises slowly.

Suddenly, Liu Yang felt something strange about his right hand, moved it, and then suddenly realized that his right hand was placed under her armpit, and his four fingers were just on the outside of her plump body. Her warm, soft and elastic mountains, It was against his fingertips.

But Sun Qingmei closed her eyes slightly and leaned her head on her shoulder, as if she didn't realize it.

People who have been hit by this kind of pain don't know what the pain looks like in their hearts. What are they thinking about? At this moment, Liu Yang felt that his mind was a bit dirty, and he really wanted to pick up his left hand and slap his face fiercely.

After getting out of the elevator, Sun Qingmei took out the key from her handbag, fumbled to open the door and walked in. With a snap, the light in the entrance came on.

"You have a good rest, I... I'm leaving..." Liu Yang only glanced inside, and saw that her house had already been decorated. There was a shoe cabinet next to the wall at the entrance, and a small partition inside. Through the gap in the partition, you can see that the sofa and coffee table have been set up in the living room inside.

Sun Qingmei turned her head, looked at Liu Yang who was standing at the door, and said with a pale face, "Come in, have a drink with me... It will take a lot of time for you to go back to the hotel at this time..."

what do you mean?

Liu Yang stared at her blankly, feeling a little annoyed that he made up this nonsense when he broke up with her in the evening.

At that time, Sun Qingmei had asked her where she would stay at night, and she casually said that she would stay in a hotel. Unexpectedly, this woman and her husband had just finished a fight, and she still remembered what she said.

However, even if it takes some time to drive back to the hotel by myself now, can I live with her? If I don't go back all night, how can I explain to Zhang Jing? She knew that she came out to find Sun Qingmei.

Originally, she had doubts about her relationship with Sun Qingmei. If she didn't go back overnight, her thoughts would definitely be confirmed...

"No... no, I'd better go back, you have a good rest..." Liu Yang said, and was about to turn around, but Sun Qingmei said quietly behind him: "I'm so bad that I don't deserve your eyes ? Heck... No wonder Zhang Wei is looking for women outside, it turns out that I'm really that bad..."

"I... I didn't mean that..." Liu Yang couldn't help crying in his heart when he heard Sun Qingmei's words, thinking that I really didn't mean that, big sister? We lonely men and widows, what kind of wine do we drink if we don't sleep in the middle of the night? Let outsiders know what this means?

"Come in..." This time, Sun Qingmei simply said these two words, took off her shoes and put on slippers, and walked in directly. As her figure swayed, the headlights in the room lit up.

At this moment, Liu Yang had no choice but to close the door, change into slippers and walk in like her, only to see that Sun Qingmei had already put down her bag and was squatting in front of the wine cabinet in the living room looking for something.

After a while, she came over with a bottle of red wine and two glasses, looked at Liu Yang who was standing stupidly behind, showed a bitter smile and said, "Sit down, if it weren't for you, I might never have Here's a chance to drink this bottle of wine..."

"Uh... Sun Shu. Ji, you can't say that. How can the couple not fight? Seeing that the fight is fierce, in fact, everyone knows it in their hearts. Is it love or kiss? It's all a quarrel. Playing..." Even if Liu Yang wished Zhang Wei would die, he wouldn't say that in front of Sun Qingmei at this time.

"Hehe..." Sun Qingmei laughed while pouring red wine into the quilt: "I'm not a child, I understand all these principles. It's just that you don't understand our affairs... Oh, yes, How do you know that I..."

"Sun Shu. Ji, if you want to thank, you can thank Zheng Qiuxia. She called me and asked me to come to your house to see if something happened." Tell Sun Qingmei about it.

"Oh, so that's what happened. Qiuxia knows everything about our family, so it's no wonder she thinks this way. Fortunately, she's smart..." Sun Qingmei poured a glass full of wine The cup was handed to Liu Yang: "Zheng Qiuxia should thank you, but the main thing is to thank you..."

Liu Yang didn't say anything more, picked up the cup, touched Sun Qingmei with a "ding", and took a sip lightly.

It was a slightly sour and slightly bitter taste without any sweetness.

Without the strongness of liquor, without the publicity of beer, it is a process of slow drinking and slight intoxication, and a kind of concentration that can only be tasted. But people like to feel slightly drunk under the catalysis of red wine, and like to count the feeling that no one knows what's on their minds.

More often, the emotion endowed by red wine is the one between relatives and friends.

It doesn't need to take care of food and clothing like a family, and add clothes for cold nights and warm winters. It also doesn't appear that polite greetings cover up things that can't be expressed deeply.

It's always in the bottle, faithfully waiting to be called.

And more often, red wine is more like a lover, it tolerates all willfulness, playfulness, passion, sadness, happiness, and ruthlessness. In the turbulent emotional space, keep a certain distance from each other, and have a tacit understanding that cannot be said to others.

When in pain, only red wine is the painkiller for healing after a broken heart. It helps people temporarily forget the pain, gives encouragement and courage, and anesthetizes the nerves and the pain that is not allowed to be vented under all self-cultivation.

The passion and kindness of a glass of wine will resist the hurt and sting of the world.

Red wine will be the ignition point of loneliness. It can make the lonely beauty burn for a long time, remembering the favorite once and forgetting the unhappiness now. With the help of red wine, countless heart flowers bloom to decorate the lonely space.

However, Sun Qingmei's mood was obviously extremely bad. Liu Yang tasted it lightly, but she tilted her neck and downed the whole cup.

"Ahem..." With two clear coughs, the wine he just drank spurted out a few drops.

Her silk blouse was thin and wet in the front, clinging to her bra and the skin of her belly. The wet shirt became transparent, the outline of the bra and the skin color of the abdomen were clearly revealed.

Liu Yang turned his head quickly, but Sun Qingmei's giggling sounded from over there: "What are you hiding from? Haven't you never seen it?"

"I..." Liu Yang took a deep breath and said secretly, "This bitch is crazy!"

"Do you think I'm crazy?" On the opposite side, Sun Qingmei asked softly, and a puff of hot air sprayed on Liu Yang's neck: "Dare you say that you really have no idea about me? Just now in the elevator , where did your hand touch?"

This woman... she knew everything, but deliberately pretended to be confused. What the hell does she mean?

"You're drunk... just now I was helping you from falling... I was unconscious, not intentional..."

"You're half right." Before Liu Yang finished speaking, Sun Qingmei interrupted him: "In the beginning it was, but then it wasn't, I can feel it..."

"I was..." blushing... panting... speechless.

Turning his head inadvertently, Liu Yang happened to see Sun Qingmei slowly raising her hand, and gently unbuttoning her shirt...

As the buttons were undone one by one, her high breasts wearing a bra revealed a large white and tender breast. As she pulled the hem of the shirt out of the skirt, and then gently took off the two sleeves, the round and delicate navel on her lower abdomen, like a shining diamond, shone brightly under the light.

"Didn't you say that I have a noble status? Didn't you say that if you can play with a woman like me, it's worth showing off when you go out? Didn't you say that you want to put a cuckold on that bastard Zhang Wei so that he won't dare to stand up in front of you again?" Are you angry? Now is your chance... Last time you did something worse than a beast, can you be a beast again this time?"

As she spoke, Sun Qingmei twisted her body slightly, touched the zipper on the side of her skirt with one hand, and pulled it down with a snap. Then, she slowly pulled the short skirt to the bend of her legs, and then gently raised her feet to remove the short skirt.

Listening to Sun Qingmei's words and seeing her gentle movements in front of him, Liu Yang couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in that office in Sihe.

At that time, Sun Qingmei originally went to settle accounts with herself because of Hu Xiaohong's matter, but unexpectedly, she fought with herself on the sofa in the room by accident.

At the critical moment, Zhao Jingjing knocked on the door, turning herself from a beast into a beast.

Under the soft light, the slender waist, the flat belly, the round legs, the small toes that are put together in the silk stockings... all of these seem to be familiar to me.

In the face of beauty, Liu Yang thinks he is not a saint who can sit still.

Now he was so desperate that he really wanted to untie her bra, stroke the high mountain wrapped in it with his hands, kiss her lips, peel off her stockings and panties, and pierce her body.

——However, Liu Yang also knew that Sun Qingmei was stimulated by Zhang Wei and wanted to take revenge on her bastard man. If something happens to her at this time, it's called taking advantage of someone's danger.

If he did that, he would really be worse off from a beast to a beast.

If you have to do it, you can't do it!

There are many things in the world, you can only appreciate, but not act rashly. It is a great happiness for you to appreciate it.

He grabbed the wine bottle, filled himself with a glass of wine, tilted his neck and drank it down, smashed the wine glass to the ground with a bang, stood up, red-eyed, and said viciously: "I would rather be worse than a beast than a beast." I don't want you to regret it afterwards."

Listening to the door being closed with a "bang", Sun Qingmei yelled hoarsely: "Liu Yang, you bastard, you humiliated me again... You beast, you are not as good as a beast..."

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