Mengmeng’s original hot pot training

Author: dash
Word count: 6252
I, 33 years old, an IT person, commonly known as a code farmer, married;
Mengmeng, 20 years old, original flavor seller, unknown occupation, suspected single.
These two people, because of the original taste, have a relationship, and because of their common interest in humiliating situations, they continue to try various ways of “playing games”, from virtual to reality, and they never get tired of it. Mengmeng is really a master who knows how to play. The game method of “adding ingredients” to my hot pot at my house is her original creation, and there are many tricks, and she often plays with new ones.
She also came up with many other ways to play, not so much playing a game as playing me. If there are awards for pranks, these ghost ideas should not come back empty-handed. Most importantly, she really enjoyed it.
Let’s just talk about the game of adding ingredients to the hot pot. Needless to say, the originality is not only the addition of ingredients
There are so many types, and the derived ways of humiliating people are also what she likes
The most common and Mengmeng’s favorite is to shush into the pot (occasionally with a rub
PP paper together), you can also use smelly socks or underwear as the bottom of the pot. Sometimes, she said that the socks or underwear she was wearing that day were afraid of being hot, so she asked me to wash them in the pot first before turning on the fire. The hot pot soup also used her foot washing water, and her butt washing water. She didn’t bring it and pour it in, but she climbed onto the table and used the soup pot to wash her feet or butt.
At the beginning, I tried to fight for “Look, this towel is not soft enough, should I get you a tissue?” Let her use it every time. I had to wash it after using it at the beginning, but after using it too often, I didn’t bother to wash it after she finished using it, so I just hung it up.
Sometimes, Mengmeng also calls out to use my wife’s face towel to wipe her butt, saying that the white towel looks a little cleaner. Help, are you picky about wiping your ass with our face towels? ! But I still brought it to her honestly. She wiped the chrysanthemum, deliberately pressed her fingers into the crevice of the butt, rubbed it back and forth a few times, and took it out to have a look. “Ah, did I not wash it just now? Is this place a little yellow?”