Nostalgia

Xiaoliu has a high alcohol tolerance.

Chen Liang asked her, and she said she could drink a pound.

The two of them got completely drunk.

He closed the door tightly and went straight to the kang (heated brick bed)...

Darkness descended...

But neither of them said: "Will you marry me?" or "Will you marry me?"

No one spoke.

It was just a dark and gloomy place...

Sleep when you're tired, then come back later...

It wasn't until evening that the two ate something, went back to bed, and continued...

……

Chen Liang stayed here for three days.

In his world, once he's familiar with something and has had enough of it, it loses its appeal.

For him, sex without emotion is merely a release; there is no feeling involved.

In these three days, he had become very familiar with Yang Xiaoliu, not in terms of personality, but in terms of her body.

Once you get used to it, it loses its appeal.

But Chen Liang knew that the taste would return after a while.

He's always remembered that lesson.

For example, five years later, Cao Yan was treated the same way by him.

Even if you're very familiar with someone, if you don't see each other often, you'll still miss them.

But if you do it too much, you become numb, lose feeling, and find it meaningless.

It's all the same, back and forth, and the passion is gone.

Even weak.

Chen Liang left Xiao Liu's house. Xiao Liu was wearing the clothes he had bought for her when she saw Chen Liang off.

The two were quite affectionate, and when they were about to part ways, in a secluded alley, Chen Liang sat in his car, and Xiao Liu bent down and kissed him.

Chen Liang even put his arm around Xiao Liu, who leaned into the car, and the two kissed deeply for a while.

Before leaving, Yang Xiaoliu said, "Come again."

She adored Chen Liang; she liked Chen Liang, not him as a person, but his body.

She needs it.

She needed his body to relieve her loneliness...

……

When Chen Liang arrived home, he realized he hadn't written an essay in three days, so he quickly started writing.

Although I have some drafts saved up, they're not enough to be ruined like this.

He cannot afford to let it go to waste for too long.

The sound of typing started again, "clack-clack!", and continued until noon.

It continued until evening.

The sun had just set when Chen Liang's phone rang; it was a WeChat notification.

Chen Liang quickly took it to look at.

It was a message from Xiaoqiao: Come to my place tonight, I have something to tell you.

Chen Liang asked: What is it?

Xiaoqiao: We'll talk when you get here.

Xiaoqiao is always like this; whenever she has something to say, or whenever she doesn't want to talk about it, you have to go to her side.

Because you don't know anything about her?

What if it's a big deal?

Chen Liang thought for a moment and replied: Okay.

Since they've let me go, and it's nighttime, I'll just sleep a little longer. If they really won't let me sleep, then I'll just come back.

We don't lose anything.

It would be better if they slept.

It doesn't matter if I can't sleep.

Xiaoqiao: I'm waiting for you.

Hmm? Chen Liang could tell at a glance that the visitor was up to no good. He wondered what Xiao Qiao would do with him tonight.

As for arguing, Chen Liang thought it was impossible.

Xiaoqiao wouldn't argue with herself in her own home.

That's simply impossible.

That was her home, not her own.

She got into an argument with him in her own home? How could that be?

Chen Liang: Okay.

It doesn't matter.

So what if she gets angry?

Chen Liang felt that as long as Xiao Qiao took the initiative to let him go, she would definitely let him sleep with her.

That's absolutely true.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked me out.

She knew what would happen if she went.

Chen Liang turned off his computer and decided not to eat, so he went to Xiao Qiao's place to eat.

Does that woman mean I can't eat?

cut!

If they won't let me eat, fine, I'll just come back and eat.

No matter what, we'll go this time and take care of Xiaoqiao's matter first.

Like I said, what if it's something important for her?

In Chen Liang's mind, if Xiao Qiao were to encounter any serious problems, he would still want to pay attention and offer assistance.

Chen Liang drove towards Xiao Qiao...

It took more than a hundred miles and a little over an hour.

Not much, just a little bit.

Chen Liang arrived at the small building, parked the car, and went upstairs.

Xiaoqiao's house is on the top floor, the fifth floor, and there is no elevator, so you have to climb the stairs.

Chen Liang walked upstairs.

While walking, I texted: I've arrived, open the door.

A little while later, Chen Liang heard a loud "bang" from upstairs, which must have been Xiao Qiao opening her door.

Chen Liang felt a surge of excitement.

Tonight, I can sleep in Xiaoqiao again.

In the past, this was how I would come to sleep with her.

Chen Liang arrived at the top floor. The small door to his home was indeed open, just a crack. He opened the crack and walked in.

"Bang!"

The door was closed.

Xiao Qiao wasn't in the living room, but Chen Liang glanced into the kitchen and saw that she was there.

Chen Liang walked into the kitchen.

Xiaoqiao was wearing a pink cotton nightgown and busy in the kitchen.

Chen Liang came in.

"What are you making?"

Xiaoqiao turned around and glared at Chen Liang, "Pig slop."

"It's rare, rare, rare to see someone cooking!"

"Yes, it's rare to make pig feed."

Chen Liang smiled.

It doesn't matter, that's just how Xiaoqiao talks, always sharp-tongued.

Several dishes were already on the table, including stir-fried lettuce balls, mantis shrimp, and a dish of stir-fried ham.

Chen Liang came out, looked at the dishes, and sat down in a chair.

Chen Liang and Xiao Qiao had enjoyed this chair together.

It felt great.

Very comfortable.

Very moisturizing.

Especially the chair that Xiaoqiao sat on. Back then, Chen Liang sat in that chair, holding Xiaoqiao.

Soon, Xiaoqiao came out carrying a bowl of food and placed it on the table with a "thump".

"Your favorite eggplant."

Chen Liangang's face looked small and delicate.

"You won't let me drink anymore?"

For Chen Liang, eggplant is neither suitable for drinking nor as a side dish.

Xiaoqiao said, "Aren't there still plenty of other dishes? Can't you drink alcohol? This food is for you to eat! So you won't say I'm mistreating you! That I'm not letting you eat well! You pig!"

As she spoke, Xiaoqiao bent down under the table and reached in to take out a bottle of wine.

Chen Liang watched.

"Did you buy this especially for me?"

"Bullshit! He brought his whole family with him."

The man with the small frame doesn't drink alcohol. Whenever someone gives him a gift, he brings it home, and if Chen Liang comes over and wants to drink, Xiao Qiao usually lets him drink it.

Of course, Chen Liang bought most of them himself.

He didn't want to drink other people's wine.

Besides, his small size wouldn't make him drink too much.

First, it's too much of a hassle.

Furthermore, she was afraid her man would find out.

When Xiaoqiao takes the wine, her pert little bottom looks very pretty.

Chen Liang liked her pert little bottom; he found it particularly appealing.

And her little mouth, and her pretty little face.

chest?

small.

But I like it too.

I can't help but like it.

A must-have for men.

She is petite and not very tall, at most 160 cm.

She said 160.

But Chen Liang couldn't sense her.

But it's about the same.

She was small and thin, almost skin and bones, but she also had some flesh.

Especially their buttocks, they're so chubby and cute.

Back then, fifteen years ago, when Chen Liang met Xiao Qiao, she was a bit chubby; at least, back then, her breasts were quite large.

Now?

It looks like a little chick.

It's like holding a half-grown chick in your hand.

Moreover, it sags.

But it's also quite likable.

Otherwise, Chen Liang wouldn't be so fond of petite bodies.

She is indeed in good health.

It's very comfortable to sleep on.

She is very petite.

He weighs only about 100 pounds.

Xiaoqiao once said that she didn't weigh 100 jin (50 kg), she only weighed 90-something jin (45 kg), at most 98 jin (44 kg).

Chen Liang said she was too thin and should eat more.

But small and delicate, I'm afraid of gaining weight.

Its small size gives it an overall feel, like a child.

A child who is fifteen or sixteen years old.

She has long hair.

She is very beautiful, extremely beautiful, and stunningly gorgeous.

There was a hint of allure in her eyes and brows.

Perhaps this is the root cause of her infidelity.

But at first glance, she looks very innocent.

Upon closer inspection, her allure was revealed...