Author: prretyfoot
Word count: 6094
Preface: This article is about real people. For reasons known to all, all names in this article are pseudonyms. Everyone
Don’t take a seat on the right number, and don’t give me a sequence. I just want to tell you the real thing.
My girlfriend is Ying, 23 years old, urban bourgeoisie, 1.70 meters tall, she is so beautiful,
She is so beautiful that I can’t describe it. It is no exaggeration to say that she can compare with any beauty on TV.
. The figure is a standard that can no longer be standard. Looking at those two erect breasts can make people have a strong impulse immediately
. There are also those two round thighs, which are tight, not very thick and not very thin, just right. skin color, no
It’s that kind of milky white, in fact, that kind is not pretty, but a light yellow with red blood, very nice
look. Ying dresses in a fashionable and decent way, and can distinguish the occasion very clearly. Her personality is also very to my liking, smart but unassuming
, Gentle and considerate, sometimes play a small temper but know enough is enough and not affectation.
It’s just such a person. With her conditions, she can’t find what she is looking for. Besides, how many rich people are there?
The boss pursues her, but she doesn’t want to just fall in love with me. I don’t have the nerve to ask her why, maybe it’s me
Have a sense of security, hehe^_^ I dare not take her to meet my friends, and I usually keep a close eye on her,
I was afraid that a strange man would break in, so I ran to her house every few days. until one day……
That day, I wanted to surprise her, so I went directly to her house without calling. quietly
After entering the door, I was shocked by everything in front of me – a man seemed to be lying on the ground doing something, Ying Yi
Sitting disheveled on the sofa. Faced with this sudden situation, I was a little at a loss. i just realized
When she came a little closer, she was about to get angry, but Ying spoke first: “Peng, don’t, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like that.”
“No! What is that? How can I be sorry for you? You want to do this!”
Ying saw me like this, sent the man to the kitchen, pushed me onto the sofa and said, “: Don’t
Angry, let me tell you slowly. ”
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