Nostalgia

"What do you want to eat?" Sun Ping asked.

"I've already prepared the wine," she added.

She knew Chen Liang drank alcohol.

She should know Chen Liang very well.

I learned about it from her cousin.

"What did you do?" Chen Liang asked.

Sun Ping smiled and said, "Actually, I've already made it. I just didn't know what you like to eat, but I feel that you should like what I made."

Chen Liang smiled and said, "Okay."

She had already carefully figured out what she liked to eat from her cousin.

Sun Ping went into the kitchen.

Chen Liang followed him in.

Her nightgown had a lace lining.

It's also very short.

She was showing off her long, white legs.

Her skin was fair.

Her cousin also has fair skin.

Otherwise, that wicked woman wouldn't have the power to cause trouble at will.

There's a saying: To cheat, you need to have the means to do so. It's not that you can't cheat, but that no one is interested in you.

As soon as Sun Ping served the dishes, Chen Liang hugged her from behind.

"Okay?" Sun Ping asked.

"It has to work, even if it doesn't work out, it's necessary," Chen Liang said.

Sun Ping smiled.

She put down the food.

He bent down and bowed his body.

Chen Liang hadn't expected her to be so casual in front of him.

Perhaps she really did learn quite a bit from her cousin.

Perhaps, in her heart, I am already someone she knows well...

Dry!

……

Sun Ping is indeed a good person when it comes to serving men.

"Where's your man?" Chen Liang asked as he was doing his errands.

"He's rarely home, only coming back once a year for the Lunar New Year."

"What?"

Chen Liang was stunned.

"Then why does he need to get married? What's the point of having you? Why get married at all? Isn't this just imprisoning your wife in a cage?"

Sun Ping said, "That's also why I once wanted to divorce him."

Chen Liang didn't know if Sun Ping was telling the truth or not.

Whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter.

It has nothing to do with me.

Anyway, Sun Ping is in my hands now.

Chen Liang wondered why a man like that would get married.

What is the purpose?

Is it all just to have a home?

You can mention to others that you have a wife.

In Chen Liang's mind, this kind of man was too cruel.

No wonder Sun Ping acted that way just now, and is now so obedient.

And last night, she couldn't help but help herself.

It turns out she really did have a secret.

"Then he's outside...?" Chen Liang asked again.

"have no idea."

After saying that, Sun Ping added, "You're always out there, don't you know what people are like there?"

Chen Liang knew.

He knew that men who were out on the run would never settle down.

Men won't stay quiet, and neither will women.

They are never idle.

Because I feel restless when I'm idle.

I can't stand being idle.

Chen Liang wanted to ask Sun Ping if she had ever cheated on him before.

But he didn't ask.

Because that's not his business.

That's Sun Ping's business.

Even if she cheated on her husband, it was to be expected.

Chen Liang couldn't ask, because asking would spoil the mood...

……

After another round of enjoyment, and after Chen Liang had given Sun Ping some comfort, relieving her long-standing loneliness.

Chen Liang removed Sun Ping's nightgown.

"Let's eat," Chen Liang said softly.

At this moment, he felt some concern for Sun Ping.

Cherish Sun Ping.

She was a lonely woman, an empty woman, a solitary woman.

This kind of woman is pitiful.

In Chen Liang's heart, she was like a caged bird.

Wanting to fly but unable to.

I want to be happy, but I can't seem to find happiness.

Because the cage limited her happiness...

……

The two of them brought the dishes to the table.

Unexpectedly, Sun Ping, like the other women, sat on Chen Liang's lap.

Chen Liang thought to himself: Why are so many women willing to do this?

Could it be that he is lonely?

Really feeling empty?

Yes.

They are truly lonely and empty.

Aren't men the same?

Aren't men even more lonely, empty, helpless, and conflicted when they don't have a woman?

I just want to find a woman to hug right now.

Sun Ping had already taken off Chen Liang's clothes.

She lifted her nightgown.

She then sat her bare bottom on Chen Liang's lap.

Comfortable.

The weather is already warm, so I'm not afraid of the cold.

Pour the wine.

Sun Ping handed the cup to Chen Liang, who was standing behind her.

She took a sip of wine, and Chen Liang took a sip of wine.

She took a bite of food, then, still holding the food in her mouth, fed Chen Liang a bite.

Chen Liang suddenly remembered the incident of the wicked woman feeding him alcohol.

Did she tell Sun Ping about this as well?

It's impossible for Sun Ping to feed Chen Liang wine tonight.

Because it's baijiu (Chinese white liquor).

Feeding someone alcohol requires red wine, beer, or fruit wine, etc.

You can feed them anything that isn't spicy.

But strong spirits are a different story.

Because it can't be held in the mouth.

The two drank...

Sun Ping was feeding her...

Chen Liang thought to himself: This woman is something else!

They weren't that dissolute.

My earlier outburst was just something I had been holding back.

Anyone who's been pent up like that will be indiscriminate in their appetite once they get what they want.

For example, a hungry person, upon seeing food in a trash can, will eagerly pick it up and eat it as soon as possible.

That's it.

Sun Ping is now... no, just now, that's exactly how it was.

Now, she has calmed down.

Extinguish that expectation, and the desire for what cannot be obtained.

I wonder how long she's been away from work.

Chen Liang felt: This kind of thing is really cruel, too cruel, too damn cruel!

This is practically like devouring a woman alive.

If men are like this, then so be it.

Who the hell could stand being left alone like this?!

Ancient?

Hi!

That's not the kind of life a human being should live.

That was just the life of the court officials.

The rest were all slaves.

No, no, they're not even as good as slaves.

Spartacus, even slave owners know to bring pleasure to their slaves.

Therefore, Chen Liang felt that his "ancestors" in ancient China were truly cruel.

They're utterly beasts!

蛆！

Maggots in the latrine!

Maggots in the cesspool!

Pooh!

What the hell are these sages?

Pooh!

shameless!

He boasted about himself.

How can you be so shameless!

For thousands of years, the dynasties were oppressed to the point that they dared not resist, only knowing how to endure and bully their own kind.

What about the sages of the past?

Sages my foot!

Shameless bastard!

……

Alcohol is good to drink.

Because drinking it can make you drunk.

Being drunk is good enough.

Especially when men and women are together.

Therefore, Chen Liang sometimes felt that men shouldn't drink with other men.

Instead, he should be drinking with women.

It's only fun when men and women drink together.

What's the point of having two men, or several men?

Of course, exceptions exist.

……

Of course, these thoughts were just fleeting ideas in Chen Liang's mind.

This does not constitute the final interpretation right.

……

The two of them downed a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

53 degrees, pure grain.

Who can bear this.

Chen Liang couldn't stand it, and Sun Ping couldn't stand it even more.

The two were in a daze.

They forgot about reality.

It felt like a dream, like a fairyland.

All of this revealed a complete blend of bestiality and humanity...

All they can think about is work, work, work.

The two merged completely...

Entanglement...

Entangled...

Inexhaustible...

Undying...

……

"Can you... come to me anytime in the future? I need..." Sun Ping said.

"If the time is right, I will come..."

"Mmm...mmm, I need it, please don't abandon me..."

"Okay, definitely..."

Chen Liang trembled as he held Sun Ping...

The two were in the living room...

Tired, Chen Liang sat down.

Sun Ping's autonomy...

……

Perhaps, Sun Ping is most content with her autonomy...

Chen Liang sat comfortably in the chair...

That would be best...

No, no, no.

Anywhere is fine.

Every place has its own unique beauty...

How can we favor one over the other?

……

A little while later, Chen Liang put Sun Ping on the sofa.

He didn't want her to be too tired.

She doesn't need to be too tired right now.

Because there's much more to come...

Sun Ping sometimes put her arms around Chen Liang's neck.

Sometimes, she would just stare at Chen Liang, mesmerized...