Open Lamborghini is speeding along the coastal highway in Honolulu.
The rapid acceleration made the two hot girls on the co pilot scream constantly. The wind blew their hair and clothes disorderly, but they didn't care about it. They threw their hands in the air to vent their inexhaustible passion.
Bai Mu saw all this. His eyebrows under sunglasses were already bent. The two seater sports car could not stop his determination to take two girls with him. It was fun to do whatever he wanted.
How did these two girls who only know their names come from? It's also an atypical textbook style flirting girl. When you meet them in a bar, you lean against the bar and say, "Do you want to sit in my fighter?"
Difficulty in copying is equal to easy success. Now it is on the way back from the military airport. Two hot girls hugged and cheered together. They agreed to go to the nightclub crazily until they died.
The black bull stopped at the door of the nightclub, and the scissors door was pushed up. In the eyes of passers-by, two girls got down from the co pilot, and talked and laughed with the Asian men.
This scene made countless men cast envious eyes. It should be true to be a great man. The big ideal and big goal are sometimes not as vulgar and wonderful as the moment before us.
After all, life is not only the current rigor and ideals, but also the intoxication of the colorful world.
How can Bai Mu envy the Western pastimes? If he is open and has a good time, if there are few crazy memories in his short life, then he will have too many regrets.
Late at night, Bai Mucai was sent back unsteadily by the driver. He had a sister in his hand and was talking about how to get along with three people later, which made the butterflies on the balcony on the second floor drink and enjoy the moon. They couldn't help laughing.
"You are not shy at all!" She looked at the next few guys who could not find the door, and couldn't help saying, "The door is sliding! God! The door is in front of you!"
"Where?" Bai Mu was confused and couldn't find the direction. The Holy Butterfly was helpless: "So he still wanted to travel with three people?"
"The key is the process, not the result." Bai Mu giggled, and then turned to lie down on the spot, too tired to play at night.
The Lingdie couldn't watch him sleeping on the grass outside, so she had to go down to help him, pull the guy up, help him into the room, move trembling to the sofa, and fall down together.
"Whew! You played too much!" The Lingdie gasped.
"Thank you!" Bai Mu came up and sniffed. "You smell good! Beauty!"
The Lingdie smiles and pushes his head away, "Thank you! But I'm looking for the wrong person!"
"You are right." Bai Mu smiles.
"Who am I?" She didn't believe it.
"Becky, the woman who looks cold but is hot to the bone.
"What else?" Lingdie became interested in spying on the boss.
"If you were not my servant, I would have dated you..." Bai Mu leaned on her shoulder, looked at her side face, and grabbed her hand to play.
"Why?" she asked.
"How embarrassing it would be if we parted ways after the novelty passed, and we didn't want to work together?" Bai Mu said the truth
"The freshness between partners will fade sooner or later. Ninety nine percent of people will end up being indifferent to each other. Human sentiment, frankly speaking, suppresses the release of wildness, but repression and rules lead to a civilized order. Let me tell you from a philosophical perspective..."
"Philosophy is the most troublesome thing in my life!" Lingdie is not interested in this
"No! Don't try to spy on my secret!" Bai Mu pushed her away like a sage, "I admit you are charming, but I quit! I want to find those two little Bichi riding horses... Where is the door!"
"You have already entered the room." The Lingdie covers her head and cannot bear to look again. "And you are thinking about those two women who have become drunk dogs and are unwilling to stay with me?"
Bai Mu looked back: "What are the benefits?"
Benefits? The spirit butterfly thought that she was still single, and she could not help thinking: "Maybe I'm happy, and I can talk about biology with you - what are you doing?"
Bai Mu rushed in front of her, picked up her two legs and shouldered them. The meaning was very simple: "Discussion is boring, and practice is the only criterion for testing truth."
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The next morning, colorful flags were flying.
The sun shines through the window sill to illuminate the room, and the bare bodies still embrace each other. The messy scene proves that the truth was tested more than once last night.
Bai Mu has woken up but is still pretending to sleep. Lingdie feels still awake when he wakes up - indeed, as he said, it's embarrassing to be a colleague. You should say that both of them intended to be fine together, but neither of them obviously means so.
That is, the so-called "how to wake up and leave the syndrome the next day after P appointment". Talking too directly will hurt people's self-esteem, and speaking too tactfully will cause a bad impression of entanglement.
How come you are just right? Good question! Bai Mu slapped his head. It's not the first time for him to wake up. I suggest we discuss how to deal with the follow-up.
Voting is the best way to find balance.
Lingdie's embarrassment was overcome by her uncontrollable smile: "You are really the one I have seen... the most speechless person who can talk about the truth!"
Bai Mu also said, "You are the one I have seen who cheated the other three out of their travel opportunities and are complacent, but you also pretend to be a person who tries to make things difficult!"
"Then we are even." Lingdie pulls the quilt to cover her curvy body. "So Mr. Philosopher, how do we go next?"
"I'm going on holiday," he said.
"I want to be released," she said.
"Together?".
Bai Mu added: "Forget it after the holiday."
Lingdie also added: "You can't mention it to anyone."
Bai Mu suddenly worried: "Little Screw is still a child, so it's not good to keep his mouth shut."
"You! Ha ha ha!" Lingdie knew that the small screw was lying on the gun innocently - then suddenly remembered that it was still locked in the box, it was over!
"Let it out quickly." Bai Mu also thought.
Lingdie doesn't care so much. She opens the quilt and jumps out of bed. When looking for clothes, Bai Mu is satisfied again. She casually wears a skirt and runs downstairs to unpack.
Then Bai Mu covered his ears and vaguely heard a scream: "You shut me up here all day for your own happiness! I don't care! I want to eat nuclear fuel rods!"
"Fuel rod! Fuel rod! Fuel rod!" The small screw has rolled on the ground. If it is not given today, it will be endless.
Bai Mu covered his head with a quilt, and told himself that it was really over.